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Chapter 691 - 589 Cemetery, Coffin, Arrangement

Chapter 691: Chapter 589 Cemetery, Coffin, Arrangement

When Wang Zijia came to his senses, he found himself in a dim passage.

"Uh..."

Wang Zijia was dumbstruck when he took a good look at his surroundings.

He hadn’t entered any ancestral hall, but rather, he had ended up in some kind of tunnel.

The square tunnel was surrounded by rocks of unknown type, with various patterns and murals carved onto them.

"A graveyard?"

Taking in his surroundings, it took Wang Zijia a while to react and realize that he might have unwittingly found himself in a tomb!!!

"So, did ancient cultivators do things this way?"

"I came to offer incense in the ancestral hall and ended up directly in a tomb?"

After confirming that he could escape at any time, Wang Zijia carefully pondered the situation.

After observing for a while and confirming there were no anomalies, he chose a direction and made his way deeper into the tomb.

He was already in there, so he might as well see what was going on!

As he proceeded, Wang Zijia slowed his pace. The seemingly random murals on the wall seemed to be telling some kind of story.

His golden vertical pupils flickered as he mentally connected with the Statues’ intelligence, capturing all mural pictures, texts, images, and began a comprehensive collation.

[Fourth Epoch, War of the Worlds!]

The moment the message surfaced, Wang Zijia paused, then continued moving forward, persistently collecting and translating information.

[The ancient Immortal Path flourished in the Third Epoch, reaching its zenith until resources could no longer support it.]

[The ancient sages turned their gaze towards the depth of the chaos, towards the countless other worlds.]

[There were secluded gurus who used reincarnation secrets to lead thousands of disciples into other realms, artificially create karma, preach and propagate laws, ultimately achieving exclusive peaks in those realms, leading them back.]

[There were Devil Cultivators of the Heterodox Dao, who used souls as bait, leading people to degenerate, initiating a Blood Sacrifice, breaking into the realm, inciting a Demonic Invasion and practicing the law of plunder!]

[There were even astonishing great beings who ventured into chaos, captured stars and moons, seized the world, and embedded them in Shen Hong’s void, embellishing all things.]

[Numerous great cultivators took action, initiating the golden age of Shen Hong. Eventually, due to various reasons, they collided with several Great Thousand Worlds, initiating a war era that spread throughout the Fourth Epoch.]

[A whole epoch of war left the realms desolate, everything shattered, the Spirit Mechanism extinct.]

[Eventually, after surviving the unknown dark ages, all gods fell silent, immortals and devils fell like meteors, sages returned to ruins, initiating the spread of the end of Dharma in the Fifth Epoch.]

[This was karma, this was also the karma of Shen Hong, five epochs hurried by, after enduring it, it should be a brilliant new era!]

When the corridor came to an end, the Statues had processed and translated this rough information, leaving Wang Zijia rather dumbstruck.

It was a record of the general information before the Fifth Epoch, summarizing the transitions of the last two epochs like a historical overview.

Even in Wanyu, let alone the entire Shen Hong Realm, this information could be considered rare.

And the big shot who used this as tomb murals, what sort of level was he at???

...

While pondering, Wang Zijia collected and archived all the information before stepping into the main tomb.

Uh... the main hall?

This central room, whether it was a tomb or a temple, was completely different than what Wang Zijia had speculated. Although there were coffins, it deviated a lot from his previous expectations.

In the huge hall, four empty coffins stood upright. There were no coffin lids, just the coffins themselves.

Every coffin erected on a massive altar. In front of the altar, there was an extremely complicated altar. On the altar, there was an altar tablet like a spirit tablet, and an incense burner.

The coffins, altars, ritual platforms, altar tablets, and even incense burners were all covered with intricate silver runes. They were so complex that they could make people dizzy.

Four coffins, four spirit tablets, four altars.

Three of them occupied the center of the hall in a regular layout.

The only one that looked exactly the same was oddly positioned.

There was something strange.

It was as though the fourth one were shoved in later, built similarly but in the remaining space. It made the layout look very unreasonable.

He walked up to one of them, glancing at it.

The coffin was a jade coffin, covered in really complicated runes that made Wang Zijia dizzy.

On the spiritual tablet-like altar tablet, it wasn’t memorializing any elders or ancestors, but...

[Questioning the Dao with the Alchemy furnace, can attain the position of Pill God.]

Wang Zijia looked at the other two.

[Aspiring with the Sword Qi, can inherit the mantle of a Sword Immortal.]

[Playing a round robin with the people, can inherit the Chess Venerate’s legacy.]

The moment Wang Zijia recognized the Chinese characters on the altar tablet, all three tablets started to shimmer.

There was a sense of guidance in the dark, suggesting to Wang Zijia that if he were to lie in the coffin, he could inherit a divine position.

Moreover, it was the legitimate divine position and divine appointment!!!

Whether he received the divine position or not was not the point. The point was, how could there still be legitimate divine appointments handed down after many great beings had joint-banned the Divine Dao?

Wang Zijia suddenly looked at the corner. In front of the fourth altar and coffin, the similarly arranged altar tablet was actually blank.

"Is this, let me write the Divine Position myself?"

Looking at that altar tablet, Wang Zijia was momentarily dumbfounded as he sensed the blank tablet.

However, the next moment, Wang Zijia was shocked still.

"Alive? Huh, neither dead nor alive? What the hell is this? Is there an old monster hidden in this tablet?"

With a puzzled frown, he tried to infect it with the Demon Seed.

As soon as he made a move, the blank tablet suddenly erupted with a strong Spiritual Light.

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In the Southern Spirit Three Domains, in the Demon Suppression Domain, within a mini world amongst the thousands in the Middle.

An endless Demon Tide was wreaking havoc, destroying one town after another.

A figure, hundreds of feet tall, covered in Spiritual Light like a divine being, was causing havoc in the Demon Tide. He had a mountain seal on his head, held a sky-shaking longsword in his hands, and looked like an Immortal God.

If Shang Rifeng, the ’protagonist of his time’ from the Qinglian World, saw this man, he would definitely scream in surprise.

That’s because this man, who looked like an unparalleled Immortal Venerate, was none other than his ’non-existent’ childhood friend: Yao Wenxuan.

This man had unknowingly reached the Middle Third Boundary and had even achieved Crossing Tribulation.

He looked majestic in the midst of the Demon Tide, but he didn’t feel the same on the inside.

"Old man, how long are we going to be stuck in this damned place?"

"Almost there, almost there. Once your Luck reaches the point where it’s approved by the Heavenly Dao, we can fleece it, use its power, and sneak back into the Immortal World. Even if ascending is forbidden in this world, it won’t matter."

"Again with the ’almost there,’ you’ve been saying that for three hundred years!"

"Damn it, I knew you were unreliable, I didn’t think you were this unreliable."

"The risky journey through the Door of the Two Realms, where’s the promised Central Immortal Domain?"

"After all the hardships we’ve managed to sneak into such a world where demons are annihilating everything, and what’s worse is that this is the Lower Realm where ascension has been banned. If I had known it would be like this, I’d rather not have fled and should have looked for that ’Du Shi Immortal Venerate’ and clung to the Wanyu Immortal Sect!"

"You don’t know a thing. If that ghostly thing could be approached, I wouldn’t have let you risk going through that broken Door of the Two Realms."

"Yes, yes, yes, the savior Immortal Venerate is a unique Devil Cultivator who devours people without spitting out the bones! Your route is way better, where is the grand Central Immortal Domain? How did it become a Demon World where the people are almost extinct?"

"Didn’t I say? It was an accident, an accident! We will be able to go back soon, and then I will let you know what an Immortal World is, and what an Immortal World’s Guru is!"

"And here comes the Guru, I. . . In these five hundred years, you’ve fooled me so much I don’t even know how to retort."

"You should be thankful. To encounter a spiritual energy explosion in the Middle Thousand Worlds is already rare enough, and to cultivate extinct magic arts in a world where demons are annihilating everything, with no one competing with you for resources, this is a huge blessing."

"Had you really gone to Wanyu back then, could you have achieved Crossing Tribulation within such a short time? You might still be doing odd jobs in a remote corner!"

"You don’t even know how lucky you are, you even despise such a treasure land, you really are a naive little ghost!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it really is a wonderful treasure land. I, a Crossing Tribulation Great Cultivator, even have to eat raw flesh and drink blood."

"There’s always a price to pay. In a world infected by the special rules of the East Wilderness, even Immortals have to eat and drink. If it wasn’t for this world’s uniqueness, when we drifted here, we should have estimated that we would be in the East Wilderness Immortal Domain, not in this South Spirit Lower Realm."

"I don’t want to prattle on with you. You better hurry up, it’s been five hundred years, do you know how I’ve been living these five hundred years?"

"You’ve been teasing me every day, calling me the son of Luck, approved by the Heavenly Dao. To hell with you! I have never seen a protagonist as unlucky as me in any story!"

"Don’t worry, we will be able to go back at latest within five years!"

"I hope so!"

While the two were arguing, Yao Wenxuan, like a peerless Immortal God, was fighting fiercely amidst the tide of beasts.

"Huh?!"

After a while, a sudden exclamation from his heart’s depths startled him, causing him to pause his movements and nearly be overrun by a demon.

"Old ghost, What’s your trick now?"

"It’s not good, an old monster has designs on me!"

"What?"

"Damn it, it actually triggered a divine position anomaly. Is it an old monster who lived through an Epoch?"

"What are you talking about?"

"When I sneaked into the Qinglian Secret Realm, I discovered a shocking Secret Realm. I left something behind, thinking that if I couldn’t manage to survive, I might as well become a Mad God, so I left something."

"Eh... you said you weren’t afraid of anything within three lives, aren’t you afraid of death?"

"You always need to keep some backups... not good! It’s an old Devil, he could actually see my setup and intends to trick me. I can’t provoke him, I can’t provoke him. Forget it, it’s just a broken divine position."

The old man was cursing and said to Yao Wenxuan:

"Put in more effort, we need to quickly return to the Immortal World. This Epoch of you guys is getting more and more wrong. You need to hurry up and become Immortal. Otherwise, when the time comes, you’re certainly going to be unlucky, especially someone with your kind of fate!"

"Am I messing around? If you are capable, you come and do the chopping!!! I’ve been killing these broken things for five hundred years!!!"

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In the tomb, Wang Zijia had just tried to infect the altar tablet when a flashing Spiritual Light shocked him into taking a small step back and watching it cautiously.

However, after the explosion of the Spiritual Light, there was no unexpected change.

Instead, it simply dispersed and disappeared.