“Benefactor, do you think this place is the fallen ground of a He Dao Stage Fu Jun?”
Wu Xin quietly approached Ye Lin, looking at the massive golden fortress before them, and whispered.
“It’s possible.”
Ye Lin nodded.
The golden fortress in front of them was clearly extraordinary, with a faint golden glow emanating from it, making it incredibly solid.
Without even touching it, just by looking at its surface, this golden fortress was not something that a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator could open.
Upon hearing Ye Lin’s reply, Wu Xin’s face lit up with joy.
If this truly was the fallen ground of a He Dao Stage Fu Jun, it meant that all the good things were stored inside.
And the two of them were about to witness this scene.
If they could obtain the Legacy of a He Dao Stage Fu Jun, that would naturally be for the best.
Thinking of this, Wu Xin’s aura subtly surged. As long as it was the fallen ground of a He Dao Stage Fu Jun, he would be the first to rush in.
“The reason I allowed you two to come here is because your strength is commendable; you are among the strongest individuals I have ever encountered.”
“However, that is not a reason for you to act presumptuously in front of This Emperor.”
Perceiving the surging aura around Wu Xin, Jin Shen’s eyes sharply fixed on Wu Xin, and his entire aura directly pressed down on him.
Immediately, Wu Xin was completely suppressed, his face turning crimson.
He was only at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul, and in front of Jin Shen, who had been cultivating for millions of years, he was clearly outmatched.
“Your Majesty Jin Shen, we mean no harm.”
At this moment, Ye Lin placed his hand on Wu Xin’s shoulder, and instantly, the overwhelming pressure vanished.
“It better be.”
Seeing his oppressive aura so easily dispelled by Ye Lin, Jin Shen glanced at Ye Lin in surprise and spoke.
Jin Shen respected strong individuals the most, and only a Cultivator like Ye Lin could earn his respect.
If the two standing before him were mere weaklings, they would have already died by his hand.
After all, half of the previous hundred-plus individuals had already been killed by him, and the other half, being more sensible, were imprisoned in his dungeon.
Crack, crack, crack.
Just then, several crisp sounds suddenly echoed throughout the area.
The mechanisms on the massive golden fortress door were breaking inch by inch, and as they shattered, the golden door, now free from its restraints, began to slowly open.
Seeing this, Jin Shen was uncontrollably excited.
For millions of years, he had realized that the world he inhabited was simply too small, terrifyingly small.
He had even sent people to measure the size of the world and found that the world they were in was only over four hundred million square meters in area.
This place sounded very large, but it was not enough to be an infinitely vast world.
Moreover, a world capable of giving birth to Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators should not be so small.
During conquests, large-scale Nascent Soul Stage wars could shatter a world.
Everything about it was too unusual.
Furthermore, the space in this world was extremely fragile; one wrong move could shatter space.
This also led him to a very absurd idea: this world was fake, and he was merely an object created for amusement.
As time passed and as he explored the world, this notion was gradually confirmed.
He held infinite hope for this fortress, which was said to contain the secrets of the world.
And now, everything was about to be discovered by him.
The secret of this world was also about to be revealed to him.
As the golden door opened, Jin Shen placed his hand on the Prime Minister’s shoulder. The Prime Minister, too, was shedding tears of joy; after so many years, the truth they sought was finally about to be uncovered.
The two Peak Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators walked into the golden fortress, supporting each other like ordinary Mortal elders.
“Benefactor, they have lived for millions of years, yet a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator’s Lifespan is at most ten thousand years. This doesn’t make sense.”
Seeing the two disappear, Wu Xin came to Ye Lin’s side and said.
The beings before them had lived for millions of years; such a Lifespan was not even possessed by Soul Transformation God Realm Cultivators.
A Soul Transformation God Realm Cultivator’s Lifespan was at most five hundred thousand years.
And a He Dao Stage True Lord could barely live for a million years.
Only Great Ascension Stage Half-Immortals had a Lifespan approaching ten million years.
Therefore, most of the Great Ascension Stage Half-Immortals currently alive were those who had survived from the Ancient Era.
“I can only say that in the Major Thousand Worlds, there is nothing new under the sun. Let’s follow them.”
Ye Lin chuckled lightly, lifted his foot, and followed. Wu Xin shook his head helplessly and followed behind Ye Lin.
This was too strange; a mere Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator actually lived longer than a He Dao Stage True Lord.
Upon entering the main hall, the entire hall was extremely vast, and within it, various Heaven And Earth Treasures were placed.
These Heaven And Earth Treasures, if placed in the outside world, would easily cause life-and-death struggles, but here, they were casually strewn about like trash.
Ye Lin even saw Earth Rank Spiritual Artifacts carelessly discarded on the ground.
This sight completely stunned both Ye Lin and Wu Xin.
Such extremely precious items were just thrown on the ground like this?
In the center, there were eight chains, and at the core of the chains, a bronze coffin was locked.
Beneath it was an endless abyss.
“Presumably, this is the corpse of the He Dao Stage Fu Jun.”
Wu Xin clasped his hands and bowed towards the bronze coffin. Ye Lin also cupped his fists and bowed.
This was a Human Race ancestor; he had no reason not to bow.
On the wall behind them, various scenes were carved, depicting events from the Ancient Era.
Jin Shen and the Prime Minister supported each other, completely engrossed in these murals.
Ye Lin and Wu Xin were also observing the murals.
Of course, the treasures on the ground all went into their pockets.
As he watched, Jin Shen’s body began to tremble slightly.
The deeper he looked, the greater and greater Jin Shen’s trembling became.
After he finished viewing the entire mural, Jin Shen could no longer hold back. He knelt on the ground, his eyes vacant.
“I, Jin Shen, began to Cultivate from the day I was born, spending my entire life in conquest, eventually unifying the world in an extremely short amount of time.”
“But in the end, this world is merely a world created by a powerful being, and I am just a creation in the hands of that powerful being. Even this world is just a creation of that powerful being.”
“Why? Why do you do this to me?”
Jin Shen’s eyes were filled with tears. At this moment, his Dao Heart was on the verge of collapse.
Cultivating for millions of years, only to find out it was all a joke in the end—such a massive blow, even a Dao Heart that had been tempered for millions of years, gradually began to shatter.
The old Prime Minister beside him was not much better off; his eyes were vacant, staring fixedly at the coffin in the distance.
“Benefactor, what do you think this is?”
Ye Lin looked at Jin Shen and the Prime Minister, sighing inwardly.
To Cultivate one’s entire life, only to find oneself a bird in a cage in the end, truly fate plays tricks on people.
If it were him, he probably couldn’t withstand such a blow either.
At this moment, Wu Xin’s voice came from behind Ye Lin.
Ye Lin turned around and saw a button. Wu Xin reached out his hand to the button and slowly pressed it down.
Immediately, the coffin in the center trembled violently, and the surrounding chains swung wildly as the coffin shook.
“Holy cow, Benefactor, you don’t think this Fu Jun is going to come back to life, do you? Should we perhaps lie low for a bit first?”
