Chapter 1697: Chapter 1686: The Dragon Clan’s Only Hope?
As Ye Chenfeng headed towards the second floor of the palace.
Outside the palace.
Chen Yuanhan of the Wind Thunder Sect, Jiang Yutang of the Sword Feather Villa, and Shi Tianning of the Star Cloud Sect, initially intended to wait for a day to see if any disciples would arrive. They wanted to have more people before breaching the cyan barrier enveloping the palace.
However, just now, the cyan barrier surrounding the palace had thinned a bit, and its power was slowly waning, making Chen Yuanhan and the others unable to hold back any longer. They decided not to wait any further since a few disciples had already gathered in front of the palace after noticing the commotion.
Currently, including Chen Yuanhan, there were three disciples from the Wind Thunder Sect present; including Jiang Yutang, three disciples from the Sword Feather Villa were there; and including Shi Tianning, only two disciples from the Star Cloud Sect were present.
Chen Yuanhan sensed the stability of the cyan barrier enveloping the palace. Pointing at a specific spot on the barrier, he said, "I feel that place is the least stable. We can use it as the breakthrough point to breach this barrier."
"This barrier likely won’t last much longer. If we all strike with full force, we should be able to break through it within half an hour."
Chen Yuanhan’s eyes flashed coldly as he continued, "Once we acquire the treasures inside this palace, we must seek out that little brat Ye Chenfeng. Even if we have to turn the Dragon Origin Secret Realm upside down, we must find that little brat."
Among them, the one most enraged at the mention of Ye Chenfeng was undoubtedly Jiang Yutang. The elderly-looking Jiang Yutang barked, "In that case, let’s get started! I can hardly wait to find that little bastard. The thought of him still living well makes it impossible for me to stay calm."
Shi Tianning patted Jiang Yutang’s shoulder and said, "Jiang Yutang, calm down first. That little punk does have some strength, but now that the three Great Sects are united, with the combined power of you, me, and Chen Yuanhan, that little punk, no matter how formidable, can only face death against our joint attack."
Hearing Shi Tianning’s words, Jiang Yutang’s emotions finally calmed somewhat.
Unbeknownst to Chen Yuanhan, the so-called little brat, or the little bastard as Jiang Yutang called him, and the little punk as Shi Tianning referred to him, had already entered the palace and was slowly setting up traps for these so-called geniuses.
As Chen Yuanhan and the others started to breach the barrier.
Inside the palace.
With the Qingyun Sword hanging on his back, Ye Chenfeng steadily ascended to the second floor of the palace.
The second floor of the palace was extremely spacious, with pictures hanging on the surrounding walls.
In the center of the second floor stood a large stone table with a golden box placed on it.
Aside from that, there was nothing peculiar about the second floor of the palace.
After surveying his surroundings, Ye Chenfeng walked toward the large stone table, picked up the golden box, and, after ensuring there were no peculiarities, slowly opened it.
The box was about a meter long. When he opened it, Ye Chenfeng saw a scroll inside.
Ye Chenfeng took out the scroll and spread it open on the stone table.
As soon as he unfurled the scroll, a dazzling golden light and an overwhelming aura rushed towards him.
The powerful aura, in particular, forced Ye Chenfeng to stagger back five steps, as a rush of blood surged inside him, causing him to cough up blood.
Initially, when Ye Chenfeng held the scroll, he hadn’t sensed anything special about it. The sudden change took Ye Chenfeng by surprise.
Ye Chenfeng wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. After the golden light and powerful aura vanished, he cautiously approached the scroll again.
When fully unfurled, the scroll stretched nearly two meters long, filled with densely packed, vigorous characters.
Each character exuded a sense of desolation as if written by someone aware of their imminent death.
After ensuring no overwhelming aura would burst from the scroll, Ye Chenfeng began examining the text within it.
It read: "Once, my Dragon Clan was at its peak, unrivaled among all races. But life is finite; even the Dragon Clan cannot escape death."
"Thus, the Dragon Clan was unwilling! We sought to live as long as the heavens, to defy them. Initially, it seemed we could escape heaven’s grasp, but at our zenith, when all beings bowed to us, the Dragon Clan faced catastrophe."
"Many of the Dragon Clan’s powerful members fell inexplicably, and our most talented geniuses couldn’t live past a hundred years. Eventually, the Dragon Clan waned, fading from the world’s stage, preserving only a portion of our bloodline through special means."
"As the Dragon Clan’s leader, I used my life force to glimpse fate and saw a sliver of hope for the Dragon Clan. This omen foretold that a human cultivator would lead the Dragon Clan against destiny, breaking heaven’s curse."
"This ancestral ground exists, awaiting the fated one. Only upon their arrival would the Dragon God Temple emerge from beneath the ground."
"Human cultivator, seeing these words, I am likely gone from this world, and the Dragon Clan possibly forgotten by people."
"Leading the Dragon Clan from heaven’s curse is monumental; only by obtaining our true inheritance can you lead the Dragon Clan."
"I spent my life defying heaven, doubting its omens. Yet this time, I choose to believe. Human cultivator, you must pass my test to obtain our great inheritance."
"You are the Dragon Clan’s only hope! If my omen is wrong, the Dragon Clan will vanish."
"Human cultivator, good luck! Lead the Dragon Clan from the curse."
At the end were three small statements.
Ascendant Pavilion!
Embark on the Ascendant Road!
Gain the Dragon Clan’s Inheritance!
These final statements appeared to be clues for acquiring the Dragon Clan’s inheritance. Having read the words left in the scroll, Ye Chenfeng was internally overwhelmed by tumultuous emotions.
The, Dragon Clan’s inheritance?
The Dragon Clan’s only hope?
Even Lao Bai and Lao Hei’s breathing became more rapid. Their labored breaths echoed in Ye Chenfeng’s mind, as Lao Hei, Jiang Yuntian, continually swallowed. The Dragon Clan’s Initial Stage prosperity during the Ancient Era was terrifying; the inheritance of the Dragon Clan was assuredly formidable.
Lao Bai, Wu Fengxian’s tone carried shock: "Unbelievable, truly unbelievable! To encounter the Dragon Clan’s inheritance here in the Earth Profound Realm? It’s the Dragon Clan’s inheritance!"
"Little one, weren’t you aiming for Eternal Life? Now you have all my and Lao Hei’s knowledge. If you also gain the Dragon Clan’s inheritance, your hopes of reaching Eternal Life will increase significantly. I truly, truly envy you now."
Lao Hei, Jiang Yuntian, inhaled sharply and jokingly scolded, "You lucky brat, this is an unprecedented opportunity for you. The Dragon Clan’s inheritance is likely this ancestral ground’s greatest treasure."
Ye Chenfeng’s mind resonated with Lao Bai and Lao Hei’s words. He tried to regulate his breathing, the revelation exceedingly exciting him.
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