Chapter 482 - 335: Dao Jade Golden Bottle, Great Dream Inference Golden Seal!

The Spirit Treasure Hall has endured for thousands of years, yet under the protection of the array, it remains smooth as new, the hall towering, the green tiles ancient and simple, exuding a tranquil aura.

"Creak!"

There were not many restrictions on the heavy hall doors. Gu Yuan infused his mana, and with a gentle push, the doors swung open wide.

In an instant, a thick wave of spiritual mechanism surged out, accompanied by an extreme intent to kill, assaulting Gu Yuan like a tide.

The force was more overwhelming than that of the Blood Soul Strange Insect at the late stage of the Golden Core, as if a mountain of thousands of feet were crashing down upon him, its might indescribable.

A huge sense of crisis emerged in Gu Yuan’s heart.

"Buzz buzz!"

But the golden Treasure Cliff Order at his waist trembled slightly, the cloud patterns on it radiating brightly, forming a thin layer of golden cloud mist, swirling around him.

With this golden cloud mist as protection, the extreme intent to kill vanished suddenly, as if it had never appeared.

Gu Yuan’s heart immediately felt at ease.

"This is the Mountain Protection Array of Spirit Treasure Cliff, the Heaven-Overturning Mountain-Suppressing Array, a Tier Four High-grade Grand Array, powerful beyond measure. Only with the Treasure Cliff Order can one enter safely."

"That Blood Insect of yore, not knowing its depths, rashly charged in, only to be suppressed by the grand array. Fortunately, the array lacked a master, merely suppressing without directly slaying. But over two thousand years, it wore down its physical body, leaving only its divine soul barely clinging to life."

"If not for the lack of maintenance over thousands of years, causing some loss of the array’s spiritual nature, it would have been trapped here alive by the array."

"However, the ultimate end remains the same, with the master’s divine might. This little insect is nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

The Heart-devouring Insect reverted to its true form, standing on Gu Yuan’s shoulder, softly explaining as it unobtrusively flattered him.

Gu Yuan was noncommittal, merely raising his head to look into the hall.

The spiritual qi rolled into mists, moving within the hall, at times transforming into galloping steeds, at times into swimming Flood Dragons, giant whales, flying phoenixes, celestial wolves, moon foxes... constantly transforming, vivid and full of life.

The myriad phenomena evolving is a sign of a Tier Four High-grade Spiritual Land.

The spiritual qi within the hall was rich, the thickest Gu Yuan had ever seen in his life.

In the midst of the spiritual mist, gigantic white jade pillars stood tall, inscribed with water, fire, yin, yang, wind, rain, and thunder patterns, with countless spiritual qi swirling around, coalescing into a formidable intent to kill.

The white jade pillars within the hall are the array hubs of the entire grand array.

"Huff!"

Gu Yuan stepped forward, with golden cloud mist swirling around him and golden light spreading underfoot. The spiritual mist in the grand hall suddenly dispersed, revealing a silver stone stairway.

The stone stairway extended all the way, leading out of the grand hall, vaguely visible, ending at a white jade table.

Gu Yuan knew that was where the opportunity lay.

Without hesitation, Gu Yuan strode swiftly, following the silver stone steps along the way.

During the journey, he occasionally saw faint claw marks and lingering demon qi soul thoughts on the white jade pillars on either side. There was no need to ask, Gu Yuan knew this was where the Blood Soul Strange Insect had been suppressed.

And this place was already several dozen zhang away from the grand hall.

To withstand the grand array for several dozen zhang, back when the Blood Soul Strange Insect’s physical body was still intact, its strength was evidently not to be underestimated. However, looking at the light marks on the array patterns, it wasn’t that strong after all.

Disorderly thoughts flashed through Gu Yuan’s mind.

With the Treasure Cliff Order for protection, he passed through unimpeded, all the array patterns quieting their presence, allowing him to proceed boldly.

Before long, he had traversed a thousand layers of stone steps, arriving before the white jade altar.

The jade altar was about a zhang long and several chi high, with six meditation cushions arranged neatly beneath it, and behind the altar, there was a white jade chair, seemingly a seat for distributing treasures according to merit.

But at this moment, those cushions and the jade chair were all empty.

Only six clusters of spiritual light flickered continuously on the jade altar.

Gu Yuan approached the jade altar, and with a surge of mana, an invisible wave burst forth, blowing aside the six clusters of spiritual light, revealing their true forms.

The spiritual light of the treasures was only a cover, having little actual effect, dispersing immediately at the touch of mana.

On either side of the jade altar were three jade bottles, with spirit patterns gleaming on their surfaces, forming auspicious cloud shapes.

"Huff!"

Yet as Gu Yuan’s mana blew over them, the three jade bottles burst like bubbles, turning to powder.

A faint pill fragrance permeated the air, wafting away with the wind, leaving the jade altar with three fewer items, as if they had never existed.

"What a pity..."

Seeing this, Gu Yuan couldn’t help but sigh.

These three jade bottles likely contained precious Tier Three pills.

But thousands of years had passed, and these jade bottles were not made of the "Cyan Nether Jade Bottle" which could endure for countless years without decay. Worn down by the passage of time, they had turned to powder, and when activated by mana, they scattered like smoke, ceasing to exist.

The Spirit Treasure Sect probably never anticipated that no one would enter the Secret Realm for thousands of years, so they hadn’t specially crafted the pill bottles.

But Gu Yuan merely sighed once, then set his gaze on the other three items.

Two of them were jade registers, one gold, one silver, both emitting a faint fluorescence, untouched by thousands of years, still perfectly intact.

And at the center of the jade altar stood a two-foot-tall, slender-necked, round-bellied golden bottle. The bottle bore no artifact patterns or dao seals on its surface, smooth as a mirror, with only two lines of small script engraved upon it.

"Nurturing spirit and divine beauty!"

"Yin Yang Dao Jade Flow!"

The bottle’s body trembled as if breathing, seeming to draw down the essence of a great sun from above the Nine Heavens into it, while from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, extreme yin fluid appeared to be absorbed upward, the yin and yang merging within, finally condensing into a profound mystery.