He lay in the Dragon Transformation Pool, motionless, as if he had long lost his life, and there was no sense of vitality at all, no different from a dead tree. However, this seemingly lifeless body had an extremely glorious past. He was the God King ancestor of the Jiang family, a figure who once dominated the world.

“Is this the God King Ancestor?” Ye Fan could hardly believe what he saw. His voice was full of shock and confusion. This was his first time in the underground palace, and the scene before him shocked him. It was difficult for him to connect the withered body in front of him with the majestic and invincible God King Ancestor in the legend.

Jiang Yifei let out a long breath, his eyes were full of mixed emotions. There were too many records about this God King ancestor in the family tree. Those descriptions of the God King ancestor were as handsome as jade, with amazing fighting power. No matter where he went, he attracted attention and was a peerless hero. More than four thousand years ago, he was full of vigor and looked down upon the world. He was the pride of the entire Jiang family. But now, he is like a withered firewood, thin and rotten. How can this huge gap not make people feel sad.

The beauty’s old age and the hero’s end are the most helpless sorrows in the world. This once genius rose to prominence with a stunning appearance and was a great hero, but ended up like this. It is really sad and even makes people cry.

“Yifei, there are undercurrents in the city now. I have a bad feeling. I’m afraid that the only one who can save our ancestors is the old ancestor Hongjun.” The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Yifei, his eyes full of worry. His voice was low and solemn, as if carrying a heavy pressure. Under this seemingly peaceful city, there are actually hidden dangers and crises everywhere. He is well aware of the difficulties faced by the family at the moment, and he also knows that only the old ancestor Hongjun may be able to help them resolve this crisis.

“Now, you go and take Xiao Tingting to find Patriarch Hongjun. Perhaps, Patriarch Hongjun can help us solve the crisis in front of us for Xiao Tingting’s sake.” The middle-aged man continued, with a hint of helplessness and expectation in his tone. Xiao Tingting and Patriarch Hongjun have a special relationship, which is the only hope of the family at this moment. He hopes that Jiang Yifei can successfully find Patriarch Hongjun and bring a turnaround for the family.

“I’ll do it right away!” Jiang Yifei nodded firmly without any hesitation. He knew the importance of this matter and that he was carrying the family’s hopes. He turned around and left quickly, his back full of determination and firmness. He wanted to find the ancestor Hongjun outside this dangerous city and open up a ray of hope for the family’s future.

The underground palace was still filled with a mysterious and oppressive atmosphere. The Hengyu Divine Furnace stood quietly, and the God King Ancestor in the Dragon Pool remained motionless. The old men sitting cross-legged were still waiting silently. Outside the Divine City, Jiang Yifei took Xiao Tingting on a journey to find the ancestor Hongjun. Their future was full of unknowns, and the fate of the family was hanging by a thread. In this vast and mysterious world, a thrilling story was slowly unfolding.

The streets of the city of gods were bustling with people. However, beneath this bustling appearance, there was a sense of uneasiness. Jiang Yifei carefully shuttled through the crowd with Xiao Tingting, and his eyes were vigilantly observing everything around him, fearing that any accidents would happen. Xiao Tingting followed behind him, holding the corner of his clothes tightly with her little hands, her eyes full of curiosity and a hint of fear. She didn’t know much about this strange world, she only knew that at this moment she and Jiang Yifei had to complete an important task together.

“Brother, can we really find the ancestor Hongjun?” Little Tingting raised her head and looked at Jiang Yifei, with a glimmer of expectation in her eyes. Her voice was crisp and childish, and it was particularly clear in the noisy street.

“It will definitely work, Xiao Tingting. As long as we don’t give up, we will definitely find Grandmaster Hongjun, and he will definitely help us.” Jiang Yifei touched Xiao Tingting’s head and smiled comfortingly. Although he was not completely sure in his heart, he knew that he could not let Xiao Tingting feel scared and uneasy at this moment. He had to give Xiao Tingting confidence, and also give himself confidence.

They continued to move forward. Along the way, Jiang Yifei kept asking passers-by about the news of Hongjun Patriarch. However, most people just shook their heads and said they had never heard of this name. Jiang Yifei couldn’t help but feel a little anxious, but he still didn’t give up. He knew that the road to finding Hongjun Patriarch would not be smooth sailing, and he must have enough patience and perseverance.

Just when they were feeling a little confused, Jiang Yifei suddenly saw an old man sitting quietly in a corner with a fortune-telling stand in front of him. The old man was wearing a shabby robe, his hair was gray, and his eyes were deep and mysterious. Jiang Yifei’s heart moved, he felt that this old man might not be simple, so he took Xiao Tingting and walked forward.

“Old man, do you know where Patriarch Hongjun is?” Jiang Yifei asked respectfully, his eyes full of anticipation.

“Master, shouldn’t the Western Emperor Scripture be in Yaochi? Then where is this place?” Ye Fan frowned slightly, looking around at the strange scene, looking at Jiang Han with confusion, his eyes full of doubts. At this time, they landed in front of a huge and rugged rock. The surface of the rock was rough, and the texture was crisscrossed, as if the years had left countless indelible traces here. Behind them, there were beautiful peaks, one after another towering peaks piercing the sky, like loyal guards, silently guarding this mysterious land. And between those peaks, there were long-abandoned magnificent palaces. Although they were dilapidated, they could still see the glory of the past.

These palaces are all paved with jade, each piece of jade is smooth and moist, shining softly under the sunlight, spotless, as if never stained by the hustle and bustle of the world. However, the palaces are empty and silent, with no one in sight, only the breeze blowing, bringing a hint of loneliness, which makes people feel emotional.

In front of them were several connected stone walls that towered into the sky, like a natural barrier. There were countless carvings on the stone walls, and those carvings were still clearly visible despite the baptism of time.

“This is the ancient land of Yaochi! In the past, I followed the Great Emperor Wu Shi and came here!” The Black Emperor was still looking around, scanning every corner around him. When his sight fell on a familiar trace, he was stunned at first, and then he seemed to remember something and couldn’t help but scream. His voice echoed in this silent space, which seemed particularly abrupt. A complex light flashed in the Black Emperor’s eyes. After tens of thousands of years of long changes, the new Yaochi Holy Land has now moved hundreds of kilometers away, but this ancient land seems to have been forgotten by time and still retains its former appearance, which evokes the long-lost memories deep in the Black Emperor’s heart. “Could the legendary Xihuang Sutra be here?” Duan De’s eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw the bright stars in the dark, and the light was overflowing. The mysterious and powerful power of the Xihuang Sutra instantly emerged in his mind, and an irrepressible excitement surged in his heart, as if he had seen the scene of himself mastering the Xihuang Sutra and dominating the world.

“The Queen Mother of the West attained enlightenment here, and the Queen Scripture she created was engraved on this stone wall.” Jiang Han looked calm, raised his hand, and slowly pointed his finger at the mountain wall, his voice steady and powerful. His eyes revealed his familiarity and respect for this ancient land, as if that period of history happened as clearly as if it happened yesterday.

“But I don’t see any scriptures.” Ji Ziyue blinked her big, lively eyes, pouted her lips, and muttered. Her eyes swept across the stone wall, trying to find traces of scriptures from the dense carvings, but she found nothing except a series of lifelike patterns, and she couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed.

After a rough scan, there are about 500 carvings on the stone wall. These carvings are of various shapes. Some depict flying birds, flapping their wings and ready to fly, with each feather clearly visible, as if they will break through the stone wall and soar into the sky in the next second; some depict wild beasts, with bared fangs and claws, fierce eyes, and are lifelike; others depict humans, sitting or standing, in various postures; and even more are landscape pictures, with mountains, flowing water, green trees and flowers. Each one is vivid, as if all the beautiful scenery in the world is condensed on this stone wall.

Although there are many carvings, if you really count them carefully, only one carving is quite special. It is a mural with a woman. The woman in the mural has a graceful figure and a beautiful face, giving people a wonderful feeling of Taoism and the unity of man and nature. When everyone’s eyes fell on her, the more they looked at her, the more they felt that she was ethereal, as if she was not from the human world, but a fairy from the fairyland, with a charm that transcended the world.

“Some things are right in front of you, but you can’t see them with your eyes.” Jiang Han looked at the confused expressions of the crowd and smiled knowingly. That smile seemed to contain endless wisdom. Then, he slowly stretched out his right palm and gently pressed it against the stone wall. His movements were steady and firm, as if he was performing a solemn ceremony.

Rumble!
In an instant, the rumbling sound of thunder was like a thousand horses galloping, sweeping in from all directions. The entire stone mountain seemed to be awakened by a powerful force and was suddenly filled with thunder. The thunder flashed with dazzling light, illuminating the entire space, and made a deafening roar, as if it was going to shatter the entire world.

At that moment, the hundreds of engravings on the stone wall seemed to be injected with vitality and came alive. They bloomed with colorful lights, red like fire, blue like ice, green like emerald, and all kinds of lights intertwined together to form a beautiful picture. Then, with a strange humming sound, large red characters appeared on the stone wall one after another. Those large characters seemed to have a mysterious power, slowly emerging, and each character was like a key, opening the door to the mysterious world.

These large red characters are arranged in an orderly manner and can be roughly divided into five major areas.

“The divine storage of the heart, liver, lungs, kidneys, and spleen just correspond to five areas!” Ye Fan looked at the large red characters on the stone wall, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said excitedly. His voice was full of excitement and expectation, as if he saw a bright road leading to a higher realm.

Ye Fan quickly entered the state, he was fully focused, memorizing these scriptures word by word. Then, he slowly sat cross-legged and began to carefully evolve the cultivation method of the Heart of God according to the first chapter. His expression was calm, and his eyes revealed a kind of concentration and determination, as if he had been isolated from the outside world and completely immersed in a wonderful state of Tao. In this state of Tao, he forgot the passage of time and everything around him. In his heart, there was only the mysterious scriptures and the constantly running cultivation method.

Although Duan De, Hei Huang, and Ji Ziyue did not practice immediately, they all stared at the stone wall intently and memorized the scriptures skillfully. They knew that these scriptures contained great value. Even if they did not practice for the time being, memorizing them in their hearts would be of great benefit to their future practice. Duan De kept repeating the scriptures in his mouth, fearing that he would miss any word; Hei Huang stared with his eyes wide open, his eyes fixed on the stone wall, his smart brain was working rapidly, trying to understand the deep meaning behind these scriptures; Ji Ziyue looked serious, her smart eyes flashed with the light of seeking knowledge, and she memorized every word and every sentence carefully.

Gradually, Ye Fan’s body underwent obvious changes. The fiery red energy in the heart’s divine storage flowed, which was clearly visible to the naked eye. The fiery red energy was like a surging flame, constantly wandering in his body, emitting a strong and hot breath. As the energy flowed, Ye Fan’s body trembled slightly, as if he was bearing a huge impact, but his expression became more and more determined, and he had no intention of retreating at all.

shhhhhh!
Not long after, a sharp sound of breaking through the air broke the silence. Several long rainbows came from far away, like meteors across the sky, with dazzling light, and appeared above Jiang Han and his group in an instant. The long rainbow was so bright that it illuminated the entire sky, making it impossible to look directly at it.

“Ancestor Hongjun! How…how come you are here in my Yaochi Ancient Land?” Seeing Jiang Han’s appearance, the leader was shocked at first, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and then he exclaimed with surprise. This person was the Saint of Yaochi. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had an elegant temperament, but she was speechless at the scene in front of her. Her eyes stayed on Jiang Han for a moment, and then she glanced at the people around her, her heart full of doubts. (End of this chapter)