Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 786 - 780: Strange Picture

Chapter 786: Chapter 780: Strange Picture

The Spirit Martial Continent had not seen the birth of an Emperor-level warrior for a long time, as if the entire continent had become a forbidden land for the gods. In the Middle Ages, when Shen Luo was present, a few would emerge every thousand years, but now two millennia had passed without the emergence of even one Martial Emperor.

Such restraints needed someone to break them. Once a person broke this law, then Emperor-level warriors would continue to be born on the Spirit Martial Continent in the future; otherwise, it would continue to decline.

It was an honor for her to serve an Emperor-level warrior. Of course, she did not believe that Ye Xuan had a full chance to become a Sealing Emperor, but she estimated that Ye Xuan had at least a twenty to thirty percent chance.

If Ye Xuan knew, he would certainly scoff; however, in the eyes of Shen Luo, someone with a twenty to thirty percent chance was already incredibly rare in the current age.

"I don’t care about the current state of the Heavenly Demon Clan or what it will become in the future. I came here only to settle scores with Yuxiaozi," Ye Xuan shook his head.

Hearing this, Shen Luo couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed. Could it be that Ye Xuan still harbored prejudices against the Demon Clan?

But in the next moment, Ye Xuan’s words once again rang in her ears, "What I care about is only you. Although we have a master-servant contract, I have long considered you a close friend. Rest assured, your matters are my matters."

Having said this, Ye Xuan’s figure flashed and disappeared into the depths of the Emperor Xi Sect.

After Ye Xuan left, it took a while for Shen Luo to react, but by then Ye Xuan had already entered the depths of the Emperor Xi Sect. She watched Ye Xuan’s retreating figure and a rare smile appeared on her face.

She only lingered for a moment before Shen Luo too moved swiftly, darting into the depths of the Emperor Xi Sect.

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By this time, the battles throughout the Emperor Xi Sect had largely subsided. After a thorough search by Ye Xuan, Shen Luo, and several Demon Saints, including the Demon Flames Ancient Saint, they finally found it behind the mountains.

The treasury of the Emperor Xi Sect was hidden between two mountain peaks, very well concealed, but once the Prohibition was broken, a hidden treasure space was revealed to everyone.

One after another, Ye Xuan and the others entered, and when Ye Xuan stopped in the treasury space, an ancient hall appeared before him.

The hall was exceedingly vast, measuring about ten thousand zhang in size, and standing inside it made one feel as tiny as an ant. The grand and magnificent aura compelled an involuntary sense of reverence.

Within the hall, there were huge stone pillars, and at the top of the stone pillars, there were orbs of light flashing with lightning. Inside the orbs, one could vaguely see scrolls, weapons, and so forth, with rather strong fluctuations.

These items were quite powerful treasures and Martial Arts; the rank of some of these treasures was no less than that of some Fake Holy Artifacts.

"There are quite a few treasures," Ye Xuan observed the objects within those orbs of light, his eyes lighting up slightly. Although these items were all rather good, none caught his true interest.

After lingering in the hall for a moment, Ye Xuan swept further inside, attracted by a strange radiance spilling out from within.

With a focused gaze, Ye Xuan soon arrived at his destination. In his view stood a stone statue about a hundred zhang tall.

The statue sat on a throne, draped in a war robe, with a dignified face. Indistinctly, there was an astonishing aura emanating from the statue that was not real but inherent to the statue itself.

The owner of this statue was presumably an ancestor of the Emperor Xi Sect.

Ye Xuan swept his gaze over the colossal statue, then his eyes sharply turned to the right hand of the statue. There, the hand held a silver sword, from which a deep blue cold light continuously flowed down, immensely dazzling. However, from this silver sword, Ye Xuan felt a powerful fluctuation that was profoundly moving.

This sacred sword turned out to be not just for show, but a true Holy Artifact! And it seemed its power was no weaker than the Rain Saint Sword, perhaps even slightly stronger.

With a suction from his palm, the silver sword automatically flew into Ye Xuan’s hand, a cool breath instantly invading his palm.

Silver Snow Holy Sword.

The name of the sword immediately surfaced in Ye Xuan’s mind.

"What a fine sword, it’s a pity that its aura doesn’t quite match mine, but it could make a nice gift for Qianxue."

Ye Xuan felt it was somewhat regrettable, but giving it to Ling Qianxue seemed like a good choice.

He put away the Silver Snow Holy Sword and started looking for other treasures.

However, deep in this great hall, aside from the sword, there seemed to be nothing else that caught his eye.

"It seems I’ve come to the wrong place."

Ye Xuan wrinkled his brow, surprised that his usually keen treasure-hunting instincts had led him astray.

Just as Ye Xuan’s gaze shifted from the ordinary treasures around him, preparing to leave, it suddenly landed on a wall painting hanging in the dead center of the great hall. At first glance, it seemed like an ordinary mural.

A cursory glance revealed nothing amiss.

Nonetheless, Ye Xuan’s eyesight was extraordinary. Although he only paused for a moment, his pupils slightly contracted.

"There’s something wrong with this painting."

Ye Xuan walked towards the wall painting. The moment his soul power swept across it, he felt as if the painting contained a cosmos of its own. When he tried to penetrate the painting with his soul power, he met with resistance.

For a normal painting to obstruct soul power’s probe was undoubtedly a sign that something was amiss.

After taking down the wall painting, Ye Xuan examined it and discovered a Prohibition on it.

"As expected, there’s a trick to it."

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Xuan’s mouth, and then he raised his palm, lightly touching the center of the painting. With a whoosh, the entire painting was transformed.

What had been a simple painting of a hundred horses was replaced by a map engraved with ancient inscriptions.

Only four characters were written on it: "Qi Ye Ancient Mansion."

"This is a map leading to an Ancient Cave Mansion."

After studying it briefly, Ye Xuan had a general idea. The map most likely depicted the location of a peerless expert’s cave mansion, but exactly how powerful this expert was remained unknown. Moreover, the map was peculiar in that, besides depicting the layout of the mansion, it also subtly emitted rather strange vibrations.

Aside from being just a map, this object probably had other uses, although they remained undiscovered for the time being.

"Quite a valuable item, and though its specific nature is unknown, its hidden worth is significant."

Ye Xuan stored the map away, thinking that the ancestors of the Emperor Xi Sect must have not realized its mysteries after acquiring it. Even if they felt it was extraordinary, they had been unable to break the Prohibition, leading it to hang here unnoticed—until he discovered it.