"Fang Han, I always have a bad feeling. The Place of Origin has a sinister inheritance and is a place where ghosts and gods have fallen. We have already entered it. Setting aside other things, I am just afraid that those Heavenly Sovereigns will set some traps to secretly scheme against you. I see that Floating Life Heavenly Sovereign and River Chart Heavenly Sovereign already harbor resentment towards you in their hearts. The hatred from killing the Undefeated Heavenly Lord is not so easily resolved."
In a piece of distorted space-time.
Mi Bao spoke to Fang Han, her face showing great concern. At the same time, her body was trembling slightly; this was due to the unknown dangers. As soon as she entered the Place of Origin, she felt as if she was being stared at by many intents. Boundless killing intents and boundless wills swept back and forth across her body.
She felt as if she was standing naked in a world of ice and snow, surrounded by a pack of wolves.
Upon entering this Place of Origin, it was a massive barren plain. Underfoot was entirely decayed soil, as well as quicksand and various weathered corpse bones. Within heaven and earth, it was a hazy gray color. Moreover, the laws in the surroundings were extraordinarily heavy. The application of the laws of space-time and various Dao techniques was more than ten thousand times more difficult compared to the outside Heaven Realm.
Mi Bao suddenly discovered that she basically could not fly. Activating any magic technique required the consumption of an incomparably massive amount of elemental energy.
No wonder this Place of Origin was so sinister. When people entered it, they were restricted by various laws and could not even fly up. Activating any divine ability required an elemental energy consumption ten thousand times greater than outside. This was equivalent to a cultivator's cultivation base being directly reduced by ten thousand times. How could this be acceptable? Wasn't it a path to certain death?
After having integrated the divine object, the Treasure Distributing Rock, Mi Bao was slightly better off. However, she still felt bound hand and foot all over; more than half of her entire magical power was tied up.
Thinking about how monsters like the "Lord of Greedy Wolves" existed within this Place of Origin, Mi Bao felt a chill in her heart. Outside, the Lord of Greedy Wolves already made Heavenly Sovereigns extremely apprehensive; inside the Place of Origin, how formidable would he be?
Not to mention, within the Place of Origin, it was unknown how many intents there were that were as formidable as the Lord of Greedy Wolves.
Feng Baiyu also wore a solemn expression, firmly protecting Feng Yaoguang and Xiao Huang. His current strength was even more formidable than Mi Bao's. Every moment, his magical power was continuously growing, because every moment, he was awakening the power and memories of the Heavenly Sovereign Shakyamuni King within his body.
Fang Han, on the other hand, had a relaxed demeanor, merely observing his surroundings, seemingly deducing something.
"I had calculated long ago that these people would move against me, but it doesn't matter. I have already premeditated a plan that will leave them completely empty-handed." Fang Han spoke indifferently: "The Place of Origin is a good location. By cultivating here, I can truly perfect my Dao of the Era and reach an invincible realm. Take the intent of that Lord of Greedy Wolves; once I obtain it, I can perfect my civilization of the Beast Dao, deducing it to a new height…"
As soon as Fang Han entered the Place of Origin, he felt that his cultivation base would surely rely on the various fortuitous encounters within here to reach a new realm. This Place of Origin was extremely dangerous for any Heavenly Sovereign, but for him, it could not be more appropriate. The Dao of the Era exactly needed to integrate new civilizations to expand its grand array.
"Lord of Greedy Wolves…"
Fang Han's intent spread out from the Place of Origin, radiating in all directions in an instant. He wanted to locate the intent of the Lord of Greedy Wolves and directly capture it.
The laws of the Place of Origin were ten thousand times heavier than those of the Heaven Realm. In other words, for the cultivators who entered, every action, even a single breath or the turning of a single thought, was ten thousand times more difficult and ten thousand times heavier than outside.
Think about it; what did it feel like when moving a hand or lifting a foot was ten thousand times heavier?
However, Fang Han had no worries in this regard. It was not because he was unrestricted by the laws; in this Place of Origin forged by the Origin Immortal King, as long as one was not an Immortal King, they would be restricted by the laws within it. But Fang Han's power was simply too formidable, and he had completely comprehended the Dao of Origin. It could be said that he had pushed the deductions of the Dao of Origin to a level unmatched by any Heavenly Sovereign of the Origin Dynasty.
In the Place of Origin, he was like a fish in water.
"You all need to protect yourselves well and follow naturally by my side at all times. This Place of Origin is indeed dangerous, but there are also many opportunities. I seem to have deduced and felt the auras of many, many divine objects. Of course, locating the inheritance altar is our crucial priority."
Fang Han fell silent for a moment before speaking again.
His eyes could see through space-time, could see through all heavens and ten thousand realms, the deepest Nine Nether regions, and the highest Azure Skies, but he just could not see through this Place of Origin.
No matter how he circulated his divine eyes, he could only see through the distorted space-time within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles. Beyond that was a hazy gray expanse. He simply could not discern what the entire Place of Origin truly looked like.
However, he could feel that in the center of the Place of Origin, there seemed to be an extremely formidable force attracting him; it was a faintly discernible altar.
Now, he had to rely on the direction in his senses to find that altar, and then enter it to receive the inheritance of the ancient intents on the altar, allowing Mi Bao, and even Feng Baiyu, to attain the great position of supreme Heavenly Sovereign.
Although it was said that only the person who had obtained the inheritance token, the Treasure Distributing Rock, could receive the altar's baptism, Fang Han believed that he definitely had a way to control the altar.
No matter how formidable the altar was, it would not be more powerful than the Heavenly Burial Coffin. Since even the Heavenly Burial Coffin had been collected by him, what was there to fear?
"Let's go! Head quickly to the center of the Place of Origin to find the inheritance altar!" Mi Bao also wanted to receive the inheritance quickly and cultivate to attain the great position of a supreme Heavenly Sovereign.
Swish, swish, swish… Under Fang Han's protection, the group of five directly flew and swept through the Place of Origin.
Mi Bao, Feng Baiyu, and the others could not fly up, but Fang Han could.
The hazy gray distorted space-time, the decayed soil on the ground, and the weathered corpse bones presented a scene of hell. Especially when bursts of yin wind howled past occasionally, chilling the hearts of the many people and freezing their seven apertures as if even their bone marrow had been frozen.
"This is the Nine Nether Divine Wind. Pay attention, it is a type of tribulation within the Heavenly Sovereign great tribulations. If it blows into the body of an Emperor, all their laws will wither and decay." Seeing this, Fang Han sprayed out a mouthful of elemental energy. Instantly, blazing flames burned upon the bodies of Feng Baiyu, Mi Bao, and the others. As it burned continuously, everyone's bodies finally became warm.
The Nine Nether Divine Wind Tribulation was a type of tribulation when advancing to the Heavenly Sovereign realm. If it blew into the body, it would destroy the soul and erode the bones, turning one into dust. It was incredibly malicious. To think that in the Place of Origin, this kind of wind actually became a common yin wind.
"The Place of Origin is this formidable and sinister. No wonder Floating Life Heavenly Sovereign, River Chart Heavenly Sovereign, and that group actually didn't dare to come in?" Even though Fang Han feared neither heaven nor earth, he still inwardly exclaimed at its formidable nature.
The Nine Nether Divine Wind Tribulation howled and blew continuously in the air. With their eyes wide open, everyone saw that from time to time, wind vortices appeared in the hazy gray sky, floating and blowing everywhere. Wherever they blew, the space there turned into specks of dust. When it blew upon everyone's bodies, everyone felt a burst of coldness.
Fortunately, everyone's magical power had already surpassed a normal Heavenly Lord. It could be imagined that if these Nine Nether Divine Wind Tribulations blew upon normal Heaven and Earth Coeval Emperors, or even on the body of an Ancient Emperor, they would immediately be turned to ashes and annihilated.
"Lights are appearing ahead? What is that?"
Suddenly, Feng Yaoguang pointed forward.
Sure enough, amidst the bursts of Nine Nether Divine Wind Tribulations, specks of light appeared one after another. Those specks of light seemed to be warriors walking out from an illusory space-time. They were three zhang tall and empty-handed, seemingly condensed from radiance. But upon careful inspection, these warriors were not composed of pure light, but their bodies were made up of dazzling specks of light, similar to Fang Han's crystal divine kingdoms.
"Hmm? These warriors? Their bodies are crystal divine kingdoms? No, it's the Sands of Time! Divine objects shot out from the Gate of Eternal Life?"
With just a slight look, Fang Han discerned it. The radiant warriors walking out of the Nine Nether Divine Wind Tribulation one by one were actually formidable existences composed of the Sands of Time.
Warrior after warrior, composed of the Sands of Time, came out—a full hundreds and thousands of them, seemingly condensing into a grand army.
Murderous intent surged! Absolute murdering aura pierced the sky. The boundless killing intent of this warrior army composed of the Sands of Time formed streams of torrents in the air, manifesting various ferocious and fiendish forms.
"These are things left behind by the Lord of Time! Time Warriors! It is recorded in the secret tomes of our Origin Dynasty that once upon a time, an external Heavenly Sovereign sneaked into the Place of Origin to seek treasures and wanted to steal divine objects, but he encountered the Time Warriors and was besieged and killed." Mi Bao suddenly spoke, having seemingly recognized exactly what these warriors composed of the Sands of Time were.
"Lord of Time? In legends, an incomparably formidable existence within the technological civilization?" Fang Han suddenly also began to deduce. His powerful memory circulated, and in an instant, he understood what the Lord of Time was. It was rumored that in an extremely ancient era, a civilization called "technology" forged incomparably formidable divine objects. The Lord of Time was one of the most formidable divine objects, resembling a living being, forged from matter sprayed out by the Gate of Eternal Life. Then, this Lord of Time controlled many warriors forged from the Sands of Time to traverse heaven and earth and destroy the cosmos, with none able to rival them.
Later, for some unknown reason, the technological civilization perished during a great devastation of heaven and earth, and the Lord of Time also fell.
But for what reason did these Time Warriors appear here?
If that was the case, then the intent of the Lord of Time must definitely have been collected by the Origin Immortal King, just like the Lord of Greedy Wolves, and sealed within the Place of Origin?
"Kill!"
Just as Fang Han protected everyone and was deducing in his heart, a low roar was suddenly transmitted from within the Nine Nether Divine Wind Tribulation. The thousands of Time Warriors spotted Fang Han and the others with a single glance. Their murderous intent was like sharp swords and heavenly blades unsheathed, presenting a snowy bright expanse that tore through the sky, rolling over to strike and kill.
The originally dim and gray Place of Origin completely turned into a snowy bright expanse.
Thousands of Time Warriors; every single Time Warrior was extremely formidable, possessing a cultivation base almost equivalent to a peerless Heavenly Lord, infinitely close to a Heavenly Sovereign.
Fang Han had previously seized the Sands of Time from Huangfu Dadao's body. However, that amount of Sands of Time wasn't much at all. The Sands of Time contained within the body of every single Time Warrior here was hundreds and thousands of times more than what Huangfu Dadao had. Furthermore, every grain of the Sands of Time seemed to have been carved and assembled. Dense and numerous textures of laws were contained within each one, combining into the bodies of the Time Warriors. This was a method only possessed by Immortal Kings above the Heavenly Sovereigns!