Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Mu Chen’s soul floated around in this ancient and quiet land. He slowly recovered from the initial shock, and he had somewhat guessed what was going on. He must have comprehended a higher level of the Great Pagoda Art, and he was brought here by the force of the self-destructed pagoda. This place could have a close relationship with the Budur Ancient Clan.
The Great Pagoda Art is remarkable, but it is nothing impressive to an Earthly Sovereign. Yet, it is still the basic cultivation technique for the Budur Ancient Clan. Apparently, its power is not limited to what I have cultivated, it just requires a deeper understanding and evolution.
The so-called evolution could be related to this ancient land that Mu Chen was in. To be more precise, it must have been related to the exceptionally old pagoda situated in the center of this land. With this in mind, Mu Chen’s soul was drawn towards the old and mottled pagoda. He hesitated slightly, and then he approached the pagoda with great caution.
As he approached it, he was shocked by the antique pagoda’s enormous size. It was thousands of feet tall, and any man would seem like an ant when they stood below it. It had a shocking visual impact.
Mu Chen could not help but murmur, shocked, “This is a scary pagoda.” He could vaguely sense the oppression exuded from the tower. He was afraid such oppression was more intense than even the Western Kingdom War Emperor’s.
The oppression was filled with history and vicissitudes. It seemed to contain traces of age. From a certain degree, this type of oppression was indeed more brutal than the one exuded from the Western Kingdom War Emperor. Based on what Mu Chen knew, he was afraid that only the fathomless oppression of the Flame Emperor and the firm yet explosive oppression of the Martial Ancestor could be compared to it.
In this instant, Mu Chen finally had a deeper understanding of how mighty these ancient clans in the Great Thousand World were.
Just as Mu Chen was overwhelmed by this antique pagoda, the pagoda seemed to have suddenly detected his presence. It let out a soft humming sound.
Weng Weng!
The active pagoda gave a fright to Mu Chen. He almost summoned his soul back. After all, this mysterious pagoda was too daunting. He would be in hot soup if he had to strike.
A glow came out from the old pagoda, enveloping Mu Chen’s soul. At that instant, Mu Chen could sense an enchanting fluctuation sweeping across his soul. He even had an illusion that the glow went through the endless space and carefully scanned his physical body back at the mountain behind the Luo God Clan.
The scan caused Mu Chen to shiver slightly. He was afraid an exterminating disaster would befall him, wiping clean his soul and his physical body. Luckily, the glow dissipated after scanning for a while. At this time, Mu Chen vaguely sensed that this ancient land seemed to recognize and conform to him.
Mu Chen was stunned by this. He went into deep thought. The previous scan must have been a type of detection in the ancient pagoda. The screening was to scan for the bloodline of the Budur Ancient Clan. One would not pass the scan without having the Budur Ancient Clan’s bloodline. In that case, this domineering ancient pagoda would kill the trespasser. Luckily, Mu Chen’s mother was an authentic member of the Budur Ancient Clan. As such, his body would have the power of its bloodline!
“That was close.” Mu Chen wiped his cold sweat away. He was lucky that he passed the test. Otherwise, he would be in deep trouble.
Just as Mu Chen was shuddering at the thought of it, an endless airstream burst out from the top of the ancient pagoda. The airstream fell from the sky and loomed over Mu Chen’s soul. The mysterious airstream exuded an aura that seemed to have great antiquity, yet Mu Chen felt familiar with this mysterious aura. They seemed to have the same origins.
Mu Chen suddenly had a realization. “Is this the Ancestral Aura?!” Perhaps this mysterious aura was the one mentioned in the verse of the Great Pagoda Art - The Ancestral Aura!
The verse suddenly ran in Mu Chen’s heart again. “Draw the Ancestral Aura and the Budur will then be real!” Immediately, Mu Chen formed a seal again. A bright glow burst out from his body sucking in all the Ancestral Aura.
As he sucked in the Ancestral Aura, Mu Chen could vaguely feel his physical body shaking at the same time. His blood was boiling and circulating madly. The hidden force in the bloodstream was quietly let out.
Weng Weng!
Mu Chen’s soul burst into long beams of light. The light seemed to form a black hole that sucked up all the Ancestral Aura flowing endlessly from the ancient pagoda in front of him. As the massive suction continued, another pagoda about a dozen feet tall was slowly formed within the long beams of light.
The new pagoda formed was different from what Mu Chen had cultivated previously, as it was milky white in color. With the increased amount of the Ancestral Aura sucked in, the milky white slowly turned translucent, as though all the impurities had been removed from it.
Sizzle!
As the white pagoda surfaced, Mu Chen did not realize that his blood was boiling in his physical body back on the mountain. Eventually, a dark flame appeared and completely enveloped his entire body as a result of the circulation of the bloodline of the Budur Ancient Clan.
Sst!
When the dark flame appeared on Mu Chen’s physical body, a similar dark flame also appeared outside of the white pagoda. As the fire burned, the white pagoda became more crystal-clear.
Mu Chen’s soul had been watching everything. Although he was still a stranger to this white pagoda, his intuition told him that it would benefit him if the white pagoda became more transparent.
Mu Chen stopped hesitating when he thought of this. He immediately relaxed his mind and circulated those dark flames to temper the pagoda. At the same time, he intensified the suction of the Ancestral Aura.
He realized that the main ingredient in refining the white pagoda was the mysterious Ancestral Aura. The ancient pagoda received the instructions from Mu Chen, and it purged all its valuable Ancestral Aura continuously to refine Mu Chen’s white pagoda.
With the help of the dark flames and the endless Ancestral Aura, the white pagoda became more pure and crystallized. At this rate, he believed this pagoda would be able to burn out all its impurities in no time.
Budur Ancient Clan.
Two aged figures were sitting crossed-legged on an old sacrificial altar. They were bony and withered, exuding aging and decaying auras. However, the space around them broke into fragments with their faint breaths. Judging from this, these two figures were domineering, even though they may have seemed old and frail.
Their eyes were tightly closed as though they were in a deep sleep. However, both seemed to sense something at the same time. They opened their deep and serene eyes, and there was confusion all over their faces. At that instant, they sensed a strange fluctuation from the Ancestral Land.
“What’s going on?” The two old men exchanged looks with one another. They swung their sleeves and gathered the spiritual light in front of them. The spiritual light transformed itself into a light mirror of spiritual energy. In the mirror, lights flickered, and the ancient land appeared in it.
The spiritual mirror flickered again and locked onto the ancient and gigantic pagoda. The two elders swept their gazes across and discovered the glittering and clear pagoda outside of that ancient pagoda.
The crystal-like pagoda looked sacred. Both elders were slightly stunned. Immediately, they let out a shocked cry, “This… Isn’t this the Holy Pagoda? Since when did our clan members manage to refine the Holy Pagoda? It’s remarkable.”
After they yelled out, their expressions changed horrifyingly as they suddenly thought of something. They were the guardians of this Ancestral Land. Any clan members who wished to enter the Ancestral Land to refine their pagoda had to go through their approval first, but they had not opened up the Ancestral Land to anyone. So how did that fellow get in?!
Even with calm characters, the two elders could not stop their countenances from changing. They exclaimed at the same time, “Open the door to the Ancestral Land!”
In the Ancient Land, Mu Chen’s soul was still indulging in the crystal-clear pagoda. His pagoda was getting perfected with the continuous temper of the dark flames and the injection of the Ancestral Aura. Now his pagoda was glittering and shining like a crystal. Overall, it gave off an incredible profoundness.
Mu Chen had an intuition. This Crystal Pagoda was extraordinary. This was absolutely incomparable with the one he had refined before.
Just when Mu Chen was rejoicing about his mysterious Crystal Pagoda, a violent rainstorm swept out in the Ancient Land. After that, Mu Chen saw that the space far away from him was cracked open. A wrinkled yet gigantic hand that stretched out like an eagle’s claw was reaching into the space he was in. At the same time, an infuriating voice resounded in the land, “Who’s the despicable thief? How dare you sneak into the Ancestr