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Chapter 1657 - Chapter 1657 Chapter 714 Chaos Star Map Chongxuan Stele_2

Chapter 1657: Chapter 714: Chaos Star Map, Chongxuan Stele_2 Chapter 1657: Chapter 714: Chaos Star Map, Chongxuan Stele_2 “`

However,

after learning about the emergence of the Ashen Ruins, he didn’t immediately make his way to the border of the Ancestral God Domain but headed towards the location of the Ashen Ruins.

Being unaware of the ruins emerging was one thing, but now that they had appeared, he was definitely going to take a look. If an opportunity arose, he would make his move and contend for it.

This return trip from the Chaotic Ancient Immortal Tomb, escaping death and returning to the Ancient Great World, wasn’t much different from the time he had left the Yu Heng World in the Beidou Region to seek other worlds. The difference was his search for a way ‘home,’ a journey that would now certainly take him several hundred years.

During this lengthy period, he would treat it as an opportunity to travel through Chaos and broaden his horizons.

Three days later,

in front of Han Yi, a hazy grey area emerged amidst the Chaos, quite conspicuous and expansive. Even with his perception, he couldn’t find the bounds of this area as he explored along its edges.

Outside this area were countless cultivators, some investigating, others entering, and some fleeing from within. Among these cultivators were those who had just reached the threshold to step into Chaos, like the Taiyi Immortal Monarchs, and some like the Immortal Venerate Ao Zhuang he had encountered earlier. The majority, however, were in the Dao Realm.

Han Yi briefly expanded and then withdrew his perception, careful not to persist for too long, as probing excessively could easily provoke a dispute with those of equal or higher level.

He cast his gaze upon the hazy grey area before him, which was the Ashen Ruins that Ao Zhuang had spoken of.

The ruins blocked the perception of those at the Dao Realm. Once inside, perception would be severed and could not be retrieved.

After pondering for a moment, he walked towards the hazy area. Then, his body shimmered with Golden Light, and the Infinite Divine Armor covered his entire form before he stepped into the grey area.

To him, the Four Origins Tao Skills–though complete–were only of the Acquired Taoist level and could no longer keep pace with his strength and Realm. The only defensive measure that matched his power was now the Divine Art attached to the Divine Canons, the Infinite Divine Armor.

As he entered, the space before him shifted, and he found himself in a grey world, as if a grey veil had been drawn across it. Han Yi attempted to extend his perception and discovered it was suppressed by more than a hundredfold, drastically reduced in range.

He was not alarmed, as this was expected.

His divine eyes blossomed, sweeping across the area ahead. He found himself in a field of ruins, surrounded by more such ruins. These ruins seemed to have witnessed a great battle. Ahead, within the confines of his limited perception, lay a range of mountains, with vague, towering palaces that were either collapsed or dilapidated, standing atop the summits.

Around him, the figures of numerous Immortal Venerates and Dao Realm practitioners flickered, coming and going, and skirmishes were not uncommon.

Han Yi remained unaffected, indifferent unless directly provoked.

He walked towards the mountain range, each stride taking him great distances. In just a few breaths, he had already arrived.

At the mountaintop, he didn’t first look towards the palaces but gazed beyond them at the deeper parts of the ruins.

A grey fog pervaded the area, breeding darkness. Deeper within, endless mountain ranges loomed, layer upon layer without end. Among these mountains, some shone with Taoism, and some even exuded an aura that he found dangerous. There were places with a thick presence of death and destruction, forbidding life’s approach, but most were simply an expanse of continuous ruins which, over the eons, had lost their Spiritual Nature, reduced to mortal realms.

At that moment, turning back to where he had entered, he caught sight of an Outer Path Realm being stepping into the ruins. After a cursory glance and eye contact with Han Yi, the being remained unfazed and headed straight towards the depths of the ruins.

Han Yi withdrew his gaze, surmising the figure had deemed him, just a Tao Fruit, not a threat and thus disregarded him.

Turning back to the crumbling palaces behind him, Han Yi knew these structures on the outskirts of the ruins had been scoured countless times by the cultivators of the Emperor Xuan Continent. Every item with Spiritual Nature or even those that appeared extraordinary had been plundered.

But Han Yi’s stay was not for the purpose of seeking Spiritual Treasures. He wanted to investigate the situation of the ruins before venturing deeper.

Thirty minutes later, he stopped in front of a stele. The characters inscribed upon it were Chaos Characters, exuding an ancient aura. Despite being blurred and partially eroded, Han Yi could still deduce their general meaning.

[Chongxuan Stele]

[Taoist * position]

[Gu Liefeng, Late Stage Immortal Venerate, Battle Record: 187 victories, 9 defeats]

[Fifth Mountain, Late Stage *, Battle Record, 1*3 victories, 10 defeats]

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According to this inscription, this must be the ranking of sect disciples, those who made it onto the stele are called Dao Children, and their realm should all be at the Immortal Venerate level. As for their battle achievements, they were probably determined through some special method.

As to why it is called “Chongxuan,” the inscription itself offers no explanation.

When his Tao Thought landed on the stele, he felt nothing unusual, yet he always sensed that this stele was not simple. Flicking a finger, Spirit Light fell upon the stele, sending dust scattering from its surface with no other changes.

“Eh?”

This caught Han Yi’s attention. The casual flick of Spirit Light he had sent out could even damage a ninth-stage Immortal Device, rendering it flawed, yet the stele remained completely unscathed.

After some thought, he struck a palm through the air. The palm wind was fierce, like a blade slicing at the stele, but it left only a scratch that quickly disappeared, with the stele returning to its prior state.

Now, Han Yi’s curiosity grew even further.

The palm strike he had just executed was something even a first step Dao Realm cultivator would treat with caution. If it were to land directly on a person, it would surely cause injury.

Yet this stele was completely undamaged.

He also discarded his initial thought that the vague inscriptions on the stele were due to longevity and loss of spiritual nature, rather they seemed to be the result of being affected by the aftermath of some attacks.

Moreover,

this stele, surely not only he was curious about it. Other Immortal Venerates and those of the Dao Realm should be curious as well, but they did not take the stele with them, definitely not because they did not want to, but because they could not.

Thinking thus,

he extended his right hand, blooming with Golden Light, and grabbed the edge of the stele, preparing to pull it out. But the stele stood immovable, unresponsive to his force.

“Eh, could there be a great secret beneath this stele?”

Han Yi’s curiosity intensified. He knew that with the strength of one hand, he could lift even a small world, let alone a small stele.

He extended his other hand, gripping both sides of the stele. Golden Divine Force flowed through his arms, and tiny fragments of golden light flickered within his palms.

Next, he yelled forcefully, slowly exerting pressure. This time, he was using all his strength, not just an ordinary effort.

The Divine Force surged within him like a tumultuous wave crashing upon the shore.

As the force emerged, his body began to grow taller and taller.

By this moment, if one were to measure strength alone, Han Yi had surpassed an ordinary Outer Path Realm cultivator, even reaching the Unity Realm Stage, after all, the Chaos Divine Race tread a path of proving the Tao through force.

And the ancient, dark-colored stele that had stood here for countless years began to be slowly pulled up by him.

Han Yi initially thought that there would be some earth-shattering secret beneath the stele, for he couldn’t understand how a mere stele could be so heavy.

But shockingly, there was nothing but emptiness beneath the stele, and the weight comparable to several worlds that he held in his hands did not change.

“Goodness gracious.”

Han Yi inwardly exclaimed, knowing he had discovered a treasure. He had never imagined that such a treasure would exist on the outermost perimeter of this vast ruin.

His effort to extract the stele did not go unnoticed, especially with his towering ten-zhang-tall stature and the Divine Light radiating from his body, the power of the Divine Race, unable to be concealed.

Whether it was cultivators who had just entered the ruins nearby or those heading deeper into them but not too far away, all of them turned their attention to him upon noticing the commotion, even the Outer Path Realm cultivator who had previously exchanged glances with Han Yi rushed towards him.