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The abbot of Xuanfo Temple glanced at the young man from the Overlord Sect, then looked at Zhao Yang with a sigh, ultimately saying nothing.
After the Five Major Sects entered through the five massive stone arches of Heavenly Mechanism Mountain, disciples from various other sects and Loose Cultivators also made their way into the territory of Heavenly Mechanism Mountain.
All the high-ranking members of the sects were asked to leave. The royal family possessed special artifacts to inspect the cultivation levels of the practitioners, only allowing those at the Divine Transformation Stage to enter Heavenly Mechanism Mountain.
In reality, the Divine Transformation Stage was already the level of some sect elders. The Myriad Spirit Sect was quite renowned on the borders of the Southern Region of Zhongzhou, but its leader and elders were merely at the Divine Transformation Stage and Core Formation Stage. The Demon Hunter Supreme barely broke through to the Nascent Soul Stage before his death, becoming a powerful figure. Thus, some elders and high-ranking individuals from smaller sects participating in this Extreme Competition were not hindered.
Heavenly Mechanism Mountain has always been shrouded in various legends, with the most famous being the Heavenly Mechanism Wall, which can predict significant events about to unfold in the world. This is why the Zhongzhou Royal Family has enjoyed favorable weather and maintained control over the Zhongzhou Continent for millennia. Now, the Central Sovereign seeks to extend his influence over the world.
If one could find a trace of fortune within Heavenly Mechanism Mountain, it would surely be beneficial for a lifetime.
In the cultivation world, Rivalry Among Hundreds of Ships prevails; one must row against the current or risk falling behind. Even elderly practitioners wish to contend with fate; if they could attain fortune and reach Nascent Soul Stage while extending their lifespan by a hundred years, they could reshape their bodies and alter their appearances. A hundred years would be enough for them to live another life—an adventure for a new existence that no one would refuse.
However, these older generations think differently than the younger disciples. They cherish their lives more and are more cunning; they rarely take risks that threaten their existence and would never provoke terrifying individuals.
For instance, there are new Holy Sons from Azure Cloud Palace, You Xian Sect, Overlord Sect, and Falling Flower Valley. As for Xuanfo Temple, many believe that without the Four Divine Monks present, its disciples would have long been erased from the cultivation world!
Xuanfo Temple claims it does not need a Holy Son, but many think it unworthy of having one. Those who cannot even reach the combat power required for a Holy Son being designated as such would only become a laughingstock.
The members of Azure Cloud Palace and You Xian Sect looked unfavorably at those from Xuanfo Temple; merely a thousand individuals could easily be drowned by their spit. The life and death within Heavenly Mechanism Mountain are beyond interference from anyone outside; such is the decree of the Central Sovereign.
If one were to gaze down from above Heavenly Mechanism Mountain at this moment, they would see groups of various colors moving around it. Heavenly Mechanism Mountain spans thousands of miles with an incredibly vast area; one could only imagine how many practitioners came to participate in this five-hundred-year Zhongzhou Extreme Competition.
Heavenly Mechanism Mountain conceals numerous secrets; opening just one could elevate someone to greatness among people and allow them to stand proudly in the cultivation world.
Heavenly Mechanism Mountain began to tremble as the surrounding developments unfolded. A curtain of water rose from the mountain, and everyone felt a gust of wind beneath their feet, slowly lifting them into the sky. The formation continued to circulate, and nearly everyone had already left the ground.
Some cultivators attempted to struggle, but it was of no use.
In the next moment, all those people vanished. A few individuals remained behind; they were either too old or too young, with vastly different cultivation levels. Two Nascent Soul Stage cultivators even tried to take advantage of the chaos to sneak into Heavenly Mechanism Mountain in search of fortune, as their lifespans were nearing their end. They believed that if they did not take a chance while alive, they would eventually perish from inaction. The older one grew, the more he yearned to survive.
Just before Zhao Yang was teleported away, he saw Song Baliang rushing over, shouting as he crashed into the Teleportation Array alongside him, disappearing together.
Nearly a million cultivators were transported into the Mountain Hollow of Heavenly Mechanism Mountain. Zhao Yang opened his eyes and did not see Song Baliang beside him, nor could he find Nangong Wuxin or Scholar Xiu; he did not see anyone from Xuanfo Temple because he had been teleported into an Ancient Cave!
Heavenly Mechanism Mountain was known for its hidden paradises. Over thousands of years, it had opened its gates twice, each time transporting cultivators inside. Some fortunate individuals were sent deep within Heavenly Mechanism Mountain, achieving what later became known as the Supreme Fruit Position.
The opportunities within Heavenly Mechanism Mountain were considered the most enticing in the cultivation world, especially in Zhongzhou, attracting many high-level cultivators. However, for millennia, Heavenly Mechanism Mountain had been controlled by the Central State Royal Family, forbidding outsiders from entering under penalty of death.
Over the years, some powerful cultivators had secretly entered through other entrances in search of fortune, but most met their demise due to the Divine Generals guarding the mountain. Any outsider attempting to breach Heavenly Mechanism Mountain without permission from the Central Sovereign faced certain death; there had never been an exception in all these years.
No one escaped the Divine Generals' ambush.
At this moment, Zhao Yang found himself in a very hot Ancient Cave that resembled a furnace. Looking at the paths leading in all directions, he hesitated for a moment before closing his eyes and sending out his Divine Sense at a high frequency to sense everything around him and in the distance. With his cultivation improving, Zhao Yang had become more adept at utilizing his Primordial Spirit.
Following the aura he sensed, Zhao Yang moved toward a sunlit area. After walking less than five hundred steps, he suddenly felt that it wasn't as hot anymore.
Zhao Yang wanted to quickly exit and reunite with everyone from Xuanfo Temple. However, at that moment, his Spirit Pearl began to vibrate violently against his chest. Filled with joy and disregarding the heat and danger, he followed where the Spirit Pearl pointed. After winding through for half an hour, he arrived at a lava vent where bubbles were rising and occasionally bursting with a sound that echoed in his ears. Looking down at the rolling heat waves of the Lava Pool beneath him, Zhao Yang confirmed that this was indeed where the Spirit Pearl indicated!
Zhao Yang extended his Divine Sense outward, carefully sensing the Lava Pool and its surroundings in search of what might have caught the Spirit Pearl's attention. However, after searching thoroughly, he could not identify what treasure it might be pointing to.
Surrounding the Lava Pool was a chaotic mess of rubble. Over countless ages of erosion, these stones had turned to dust, losing most of their weight. Some moss grew around the stones, appearing to be two inches in size, completely abnormal for such an environment.
Suddenly, Zhao Yang spotted a white figure lying at the foot of the mountain, three hundred meters below him. He descended to the base and discovered an incredibly pristine skeleton, which seemed to belong to a human.
There were no tattered rags on the skeleton, but a few scattered weapons lay nearby. Zhao Yang picked up several, expecting them to be usable; however, upon touching them, they crumbled into dust.
Zhao Yang took a deep breath. If even metal objects could decay in such an environment, it was clear that an immense amount of time had passed.
Next to the skeleton was a gray mark, which bore traces of black. Perhaps this was left by a cultivator who hoped that no one would pass on their Cultivation Method before dying. Little did they know they would perish in such a place, so they had taken everything out in hopes that their legacy would not be lost one day.
Who could have guessed that this would last for tens of thousands of years? As time passed and the world changed, the Cultivation Method had turned to ash, and their Supreme Sword had rusted away.
Seeing that he had gained nothing, Zhao Yang sighed. He carefully sensed his surroundings but found no signs of treasures; usually, any valuable items would not escape his Divine Sense. Just when he thought he was alone in this internal space, something suddenly alerted him—a chilling sensation crept over him from above.
Zhao Yang looked up and saw a massive mouth overshadowing the sky.
Yes, just a mouth—nothing else was visible.
Droplets of disgusting saliva fell from that enormous mouth. Zhao Yang quickly jumped aside as it descended. He stepped onto a sharp stone beneath him, which immediately grew in size at an incredible speed, blocking the giant mouth in an instant.
The creature let out a roar and leaped upward. Only then did Zhao Yang see its true form—it was a Mouthworm. This monstrous creature thrived in the magma-filled Ancient Cave and had an extraordinarily long lifespan; living for tens of thousands of years was nothing unusual. Despite its ordinary-sounding name, the Mouthworm's attack power was terrifying; it devoured almost anything in sight and could easily overturn mountains. In less than a millennium, it could hollow out an entire mountain range into a labyrinthine structure.
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