The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor’s Corpse
Chapter 110: Holy Spirit Stone!

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Holy Spirit Stone!

The Divine Illusion, originally with its back to Yang Yan and the others, had at some unknown time turned its gaze towards them.

The eyes of the Divine were golden, even the pupils.

The light within was dazzling and quite astonishing.

*If this were the real thing, Ao Tian and the others dared not imagine the other’s divinity!*

*Yang Yan’s body disappeared inside the sedan chair, and when he reappeared, he stood in front of it.*

"Fall back!" he ordered,

*The upcoming pressure was not something Ao Tian and the others could withstand.*

Ao Tian, Kong Xuan, and Hua Tianxue retreated.

"Yes, master."

After they had retreated a good distance, Yang Yan extended a finger to the center of his brow.

His Sea of Consciousness opened, atop the All Heavens Divine Spirits Map.

The towering golden figure clad in Golden Helmet and Armor appeared in the void.

His figure was equally enormous, with the same golden eyes.

In his hand, he also held a golden stick.

The appearance of this figure made the distant Holy Ruyi Stick tremble.

Rumble!

The whole world shook!

The earth split into deep chasms, spewing searing lava.

The crimson sky was churned into a vortex.

Within the vortex, a black cosmic starry sky flickered with light appeared in Yang Yan’s view.

"Cosmic starry sky?" he murmured to himself,

A full ten minutes passed before the trembling of the Holy Ruyi Stick ceased.

By this time, the land had become utterly ruined.

"You may come over!" the golden, towering illusory figure said,

Yang Yan pressed a finger to his brow, retracting the golden divine figure.

He moved deeper, stepping over cracks and lava.

*What was a great pressure to others was no feeling at all to him.*

*As he walked, his brows furrowed deeper.*

To his eyes, it seemed the Holy Ruyi Stick was getting farther away.

"What’s going on?" he thought.

At this time, a tall stone mountain emerged in front of him, a scene he hadn’t seen from a distance before.

At the top of the stone mountain stood a golden-glowing stone.

The stone emitted an abnormal phenomenon around it!

The sun, moon, and stars filled the space above the stone.

Beneath the celestial bodies, there were verdant green mountains.

The scenery within the mountains was picturesque, with numerous living creatures moving as if it were real.

"Do you want me to take that stone?"

Yang Yan climbed up the stone mountain.

The two figures appeared at the foot of the stone mountain from the rippling void.

One was a young man with a head full of white hair, accompanied by a servant carrying a black package.

Once they stood firm, their bodies sank.

"We have only one stick incense worth of time, we must quickly find the Holy Spirit Stone!" the white-haired young man instructed,

"Yes, young master!"

The servant with the black package dared not delay, scanning the surroundings.

"Young master, someone came before us, look quickly!"

The servant with the black package was the first to spot Yang Yan’s silhouette nearing the top of the stone mountain.

"Young master, it’s the one from the tavern, the one who bought the owner’s ash with a Spiritual Artifact," the servant exclaimed.

The white-haired young man’s eyes concentrated, fixating on Yang Yan’s back.

"It’s really him!"

He had once mocked Yang Yan in the tavern

Believing the other’s show of wealth would bring great trouble.

*Who knew not only did the other come to no harm, but they also seemed to have reached here earlier, through the ash they purchased from the tavern owner.*

"No matter who it is, or whether they came first,

that Holy Spirit Stone is my destiny!"

"Stop right there!" he shouted.

Yang Yan paid him no heed, having already arrived before the Holy Spirit Stone at the top of the stone mountain.

"Young master, you cannot let him touch the Holy Spirit Stone,

otherwise, once it takes shape, it will only recognize him!" the servant with the black package warned.

This comment made Yang Yan, on the stone mountain, turn his gaze back.

"So that’s how it is!"

Yang Yan hadn’t known how to approach the stone before.

*Who knew newcomers would directly tell him, truly doing him a big favor!*

The white-haired young man’s face turned even colder as he glared at his servant.

"You fool!" he cursed.

The servant carrying the black package also looked grim.

"Young master, I believed he came before us and thought he knew about this,

I didn’t know he didn’t understand! Please, stop blaming me!"

The white-haired young man slapped the servant across the face.

"You deserved that!"

He then raised his hand, grabbing the black package on the servant’s back.

With a sudden rip, a golden longsword flew out from within.

"I’ll settle accounts with you when I return!" he said, his voice reaching the servant’s ears.

The servant turned pale with fear, watching helplessly as the white-haired young man’s back receded, panicking internally.

"I forbid you from touching it!" the white-haired young man roared,

In his eyes, Yang Yan was already reaching out to touch the Holy Spirit Stone.

Once the other touched the Holy Spirit Stone, it would take shape!

*However, how could Yang Yan heed his warning!*

"I’ve told you to stop, won’t you listen?"

The white-haired young man, holding the sword, charged upward the stone mountain, despite severe pressure, showing no fear.

*Enduring the weight, he neared Yang Yan.*

The further up he went, the greater the pressure he endured.

"My Yun Sect ancestors labored here for 3,200 years, coming once every hundred years.

Countless lives were lost here!

All to open the way, to find that Divine relic fallen from Heaven."

The white-haired young man gritted his teeth.

"Until three hundred years ago, they found the Holy Spirit Stone instead of the Divine relic.

The Heaven blesses my Yun Sect!

One hundred years ago, the exact location of this Holy Spirit Stone was finally confirmed.

And it was calculated when the Holy Spirit Stone would take shape.

Thus, the responsibility fell on me!"

The white-haired young man’s initially fast pace was now being overwhelmed by the mounting pressure.

"All of this, planned for me,

as long as I obtain the Holy Spirit Stone, allowing the forming Divine to recognize me,

together we would cultivate!

As we grow stronger, we would support each other."

His face bore a hint of ferocity.

"I’m the unmatched genius of this generation in the West Continent, and with a Divine aiding me, my cultivation shall be boundless."

He gasped for breath.

"Also, with a Divine, once we grow, my Yun Sect shall become immortal for ten thousand years,

flourishing and reaching the pinnacle will be just around the corner."

The white-haired young man said this, his eyes nearly bursting.

Because he saw Yang Yan’s hand already touching the Holy Spirit Stone.

"That’s mine, you must not touch it!" the white-haired young man screamed,

pouring all his power.

He hurled his force toward Yang Yan, standing atop the stone mountain, one hand on the Holy Spirit Stone.

Buzz!

At that moment, the stone’s surface became active.

Radiating layer upon layer of light.

The light dispersed, forming a barrier that protected Yang Yan’s body.

Boom!

The power unleashed by the white-haired young man collided with the light.

The light rippled, dissolving all power.

The final force vanished shadowless and formless, as if it had never appeared.

"You’re damned!"

Seeing this scene, the white-haired young man screamed in frenzy.

The golden longsword in his hand continually slashed downward.

Sword Qi soared, aiming directly at Yang Yan.

But with the light’s obstruction, he had no way to harm Yang Yan.

"Have you had enough of your tantrum?" Suddenly, Yang Yan, looking down from the stone mountain, spoke as if addressing a child.