This is more than a treasure! This is something that even the Great Emperors would covet! "This... this is only two sword spirits, what if all four sword spirits merge into one emperor weapon, what would happen?" Wu Xiu felt his mouth dry, his gaze full of heat. "That’s almost impossible." Amir shook his head and said, "According to records, the four sword spirits have very different personalities, two good and two evil, making it hard for them to gather in one place." "But if someone could truly achieve this, then..." Amir’s voice paused, his eyes filled with a chilling look as he said, "They might forge a terrifying ’Ancient’!" Just one word was enough to make Wu Xiu’s scalp tingle. What he knew as ’Ancient’ was the world’s end, the pinnacle of the Dao, the Ancient Great Emperor! According to the demonic records, there were once two terrifying beings mentioned. Ancestor of Martial Arts, Daoist Venerable! The records contained only one sentence. In the era of the Ancestor of Martial Arts, demons could not emerge! The strength of the Daoist Venerable made even demon gods bow! Just a few words expressed the terror and might of the Ancient Great Emperors. They are beings that were almost equivalent to the Great Dao, nearly wiping out the dark. The Cangyan Continent has existed for countless ages, yet only two Ancient Great Emperors have ever appeared. Who would have thought, the union of four sword spirits could possess such terrifying power! "Your lordship suggests that there are sword spirits in this emperor’s tomb?" Once he regained his senses, the greed and fervor in Wu Xiu’s eyes were almost overflowing. "Yes, and there are two of them!" Amir’s gaze was fervent as he said, "In my sword demon inheritance, I have a method to seek out sword spirits, it can’t be wrong!" "Moreover, these two sword spirits are one good, one evil!" "For the good spirit, we as the dark faction, shouldn’t even think about it." "But the evil spirit! I must obtain it!" The sword demon inheritance is among the top even among foreign demon gods. Amir had confidence that with his talent and inheritance, he would surely gain the recognition of the evil spirit! Once he acquires one of the legendary four sword spirits, the assistance it would provide him would be terrifying! If in the future, he were fortunate enough to encounter the other evil spirit, allowing the two sword spirits to unite! He would then possess a terrifying emperor element weapon! "Hahaha, the sword spirit is mine!" "And that Death God token in Su Changqing’s hand is also mine!" With a burst of laughter, Amir strode into that spatial gate. As time passed, the arriving people gradually became fewer. Until days later, a little monk shrouded in Buddhist light, slowly appeared with a chubby kid in tow. The monk leisurely raised his head and looked towards the emperor’s tomb entrance, a smile forming at the corner of his mouth, "Su Changqing, this time, you won’t refuse my deal." Inside the emperor’s tomb. There was an unfathomably deep, hundreds of miles wide great lake. This lake seemed like a sea, stretching beyond the eye’s reach, with ripples sometimes surging into hundred-foot waves. Dense, pervasive spiritual power rained down from the heavens, with vapor-like light spreading across the lake surface. The entire great lake was actually composed of incomparably pure spiritual liquid. At this time, many cultivators sat excitedly in the sky, greedily absorbing the dense spiritual power. On the lake surface, spiraling columns of spiritual qi reached the sky. "Hahaha, with this opportunity, I can surely break through the Divine Skill Realm!" "Hurry and cultivate, more cultivators are arriving, don’t let it all be snatched away." "Hahaha, snatch it all? This spiritual lake is bottomless, no matter how many cultivators there are, they can’t exhaust it..." Crowds of cultivators were scattered all over the spiritual lake, continuously devouring that pure spiritual qi. Many prodigies even directly submerged themselves in the spiritual lake, cultivating under the pressure of the extremely dense spiritual power. Though there were many people here, there was no fighting or killing. The vastness of the spiritual lake was enough to support the cultivation of all the cultivators present. And at this moment, from afar, Yao Yue, with a moonlight mark on his forehead, also noticed this place. "Such a large spiritual lake? What a treasure!" Yao Yue’s eyes lit up with joy, heading straight to the center of the spiritual lake. In fact, reaching the Divine Skill Realm, spiritual power no longer offered him much help. But there’s no resisting this immense amount of spiritual qi! Even if he doesn’t use it to cultivate, taking it back to his clan in exchange for resources would still be a significant treasure. Without any hesitation, Yao Yue summoned a gourd engraved with runes and aimed it at the mystical lake below. "Hahaha, swallow for me!" The mystical lake surged, as streams of spiritual liquid, thick as dragons, were swiftly devoured into the gourd. In no time at all, the vast surface of the lake began to slowly recede. Seeing this scene, the cultivators present were momentarily stunned, then erupted in fury. "How dare you! It’s one thing to cultivate here, but to attempt to seize everyone’s opportunity is outrageous!" "Kill this demon clan member!" As furious shouts erupted, a fierce battle immediately ensued. However, how many cultivators with formidable strength could there be among those cultivating by the mystical lake? Yao Yue’s Divine Skill Realm cultivation, coupled with his royal weapon, was far beyond what these cultivators could match. "Heh, mere ants dare to obstruct me?" Yao Yue sneered, unleashing a dazzling silver radiance all around him, charging straight at the human cultivators present. With a series of thunderous roars, the human cultivators fell like harvested wheat. Just a moment ago, the mystical lake was still quite peaceful, but in an instant, it was filled with corpses, blood waves raging intensely. Meanwhile, at the very bottom of the mystical lake, The water pressure here was terrifying, and the density of the mystical lake’s liquid was so great that even those in the Divine Skill Realm dared not tread here. However, at the center of the mystical lake, a gentle-looking young man sat cross-legged with eyes closed, swiftly absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Power. In the palm of the young man’s hand, a whirlpool of five colors was madly spinning. The terrifying suction created countless undercurrents beneath the mystical lake. Innumerable streams of Spiritual Power were rapidly absorbed by the young man with the voracity of a whale. And this person was none other than Su Changqing, who had emerged from healing. The emperor’s tomb held countless opportunities, and he, merely after a simple tour, found the best place for his breakthrough. "I wonder if the Spiritual Power of this entire mystical lake can aid me in breaking through to the Divine Skill Realm." Su Changqing absorbed the Spiritual Power, his face pensive. Official source ıs 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝※𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖※𝕟𝕖𝕥 Though the mystical lake was vast, it might still not be sufficient for him. His divine realm’s spiritual seed was the multicolored spiritual source gifted by Buyu. The quality of the multicolored spiritual source was terrifyingly high; although it granted him extraordinary combat power, it also consumed an equally terrifying amount of resources. To break through to the Divine Skill Realm, one must continuously absorb Spiritual Qi, compress internal Spiritual Power to transform it into stronger Mana. For ordinary cultivators, transforming their entire Spiritual Power requires three to five times their own Spiritual Power for the metamorphosis. For a prodigy, it might require ten times over, or even more. This difference is based on the quality of the spiritual seed, which also determines the varied needs for Spiritual Qi. This is why the greater the prodigy, the more resources they consume. And this was exactly Su Changqing’s headache. Prodigies require ten times their Spiritual Power in Spiritual Qi, whereas he... Requires over a hundred times the Spiritual Qi needed by a prodigy! Back when he broke through to the peak of the divine spirit realm, he devoured countless Spiritual Power. He finally succeeded in breaking through with the help of alchemy and consuming a large number of pills. And now, the resources he needs have increased by another hundredfold compared to before. Su Changqing dared not calculate, as converting it into Spirit Stones would result in an astronomical number. Fortunately, with the opening of the emperor’s tomb, there are countless resources. This mystical lake, though terrifyingly valuable outside, is merely a small corner in the emperor’s tomb. Su Changqing calculated the time, took a deep breath, then waved his large sleeve. In an instant, multicolored whirlpools emerged one after another around him. These small whirlpools continually interwove and merged. In just a moment, a massive multicolored whirlpool, ten zhang large, enveloped him entirely. The massive mystical lake suddenly shook, then like a breached flood, it continually merged into Su Changqing’s body. As the vast amount of Spiritual Power flowed in, Su Changqing’s aura visibly grew thicker and more formidable. The multicolored Spiritual Power within him constantly mutated under the influx of massive Spiritual Qi. Strands of nearly transparent yet terrifyingly high-quality Mana began to permeate throughout his body! At this moment, looking from above the mystical lake, with the center of the mystical lake as the boundary, the spiritual liquid of the entire mystical lake started spinning madly around the center. In just a moment, a massive multicolored whirlpool covering the entire mystical lake appeared on the surface. Whoosh whoosh whoosh! In an instant, fierce winds gathered from all directions, with torrents of spiritual liquid like dragons connecting Heaven and Earth, sweeping all around. This terrifying scene left everyone engaged in battle stunned for a moment. Sirius Yao Yue looked towards the mystical lake and muttered in shock, "What...is that thing?"