Chapter 548: Robbing the Demon Seed (2)

Chapter 548 -465: Robbing the Demon Seed (2)

Ji Feng had used a contingency left to him by the first Grand Celestial Master.

Only then was he able to immobilize a Divinity Grandmaster.

“Let me see… what exactly is this?”

Ji Feng was also very curious.

The plan had been his idea, but he himself didn’t know what the demon’s scion was hiding that could cause the Celestial Secret Jade—passed down from the first Grand Celestial Master—to react.

That’s right. The reason he had gone to such great lengths was precisely because of a premonition from the Celestial Secret Jade.

It was the Deep Cyan Jade Pendant hanging from his waist.

Originally, the jade was nothing special, but it had developed a sliver of spirituality after being worn for years by the first Grand Celestial Master of the Dragon Tiger Sect.

The Celestial Secret Jade would only react to an object of world-shaking significance.

Ji Feng had only ever seen it react to two items: one was the Dharma Sword of a Grand Celestial Master of the Dragon Tiger Sect, and the other was the remains of an Ancient Divine Beast.

Without exception, both were peerless divine artifacts.

Ji Feng slowly unrolled the Scroll.

Both of their gazes fixed upon the contents of the painting.

Endless desolation.

It seemed to depict an ancient war between gods and demons. There were great demons that resembled ferocious beasts and immortals wielding Immortal Swords, all mixed together with no discernible factions.

Among them, one figure was particularly eye-catching.

It was a man with a blurred face, but what truly drew Bai Yuan’s attention was the object in his hand.

The Divine Palace!

His pupils contracted slightly.

‘Perhaps he’s the true master of the Divine Palace—the mysterious human who commands the Lili and imprisoned the Qilin.’

Ji Feng was confused.

“This painting is grand and imposing, but… the artistry is just average, and it doesn’t seem to have any function, does it?”

Bai Yuan nodded in agreement.

Aside from the appearance of the Divine Palace, there was nothing special about the painting.

Ji Feng muttered to himself, ‘For the Celestial Secret Jade to react, it must be a supreme treasure capable of moving heaven and earth. If this Scroll isn’t the divine object itself, then the content of the painting must be what’s truly important.’

“This painting seems to depict the War of the Abyss of Descent.”

“The War of the Abyss of Descent?”

Bai Yuan was puzzled.

Besides practicing his martial arts, he had also read many ancient texts.

But he had never heard of the War of the Abyss of Descent.

He had never even heard of a place in the world called the Abyss of Descent.

Ji Feng was rather astonished. “What’s wrong with the people of later generations? To think they’ve even forgotten the War of the Abyss of Descent.”

He cleared his throat.

“What the Abyss of Descent was called before, no one can verify. When exactly the war occurred is also unknown. Before that battle, the number of Martial Saints in the world was unlimited. After that war, it became as difficult as ascending to heaven for anyone to break through to the Martial Saint Realm. The place where all the Saints fought came to be known as the Abyss of Descent.”

HISS!

Bai Yuan drew in a sharp, cold breath.

He had never imagined such a secret existed.

The crucial point was that not a single trace of the War of the Abyss of Descent could be found in any ancient text.

He smelled the scent of a conspiracy.

Clearly, someone, or some power, had completely erased the War of the Abyss of Descent from history during the ten thousand years Ji Feng was asleep.

‘What an audacious move!’

Time could make the world forget most things.

But something like the War of the Abyss of Descent could not possibly vanish just like that.

Even if forgotten, it should have been passed down in the form of myths.

Yet Bai Yuan couldn’t find even a hint of the War of the Abyss of Descent within any of the myths.

This was likely not the work of one person, or even one generation, but the result of countless generations of a certain power.

“Brother Feng, where is the Abyss of Descent?”

“At the farthest reaches of the East Sea, there is a great abyss. Legend says it is the place where all waters return to rest.”

“The East Sea…”

Bai Yuan’s brow furrowed even deeper.

The East Sea was a gathering place for great demons, a realm ruled almost entirely by the Sea Race, and a forbidden land for humans.

Yet he had never heard of such a place in the East Sea.

Seeing Bai Yuan’s puzzled expression, Ji Feng also became shocked. “Even the Abyss of Descent is gone?!”

He couldn’t believe it.

That someone could actually hide the existence of the Abyss of Descent.

‘No wonder people these days don’t forge their own paths…’

At this thought, a flash of terror crossed Ji Feng’s eyes.

“Don’t tell me someone filled in the Abyss of Descent?!!”

In the ten thousand years that followed, there must have been many outstanding individuals.

Take this era, for example: although there are no Martial Saints, there is no shortage of Divine Communication Powerhouses.

No matter how dangerous the East Sea was, it wouldn’t pose a problem for Divine Communication Powerhouses.

As long as one went to the easternmost part of the East Sea, they would see the Abyss of Descent. It would be impossible to keep something like that a secret forever.

Unless… the Abyss of Descent was long gone from this world.

‘Just what kind of power could not only hide the War of the Abyss of Descent, but even make the Abyss of Descent itself vanish from the world.’

Bai Yuan and Ji Feng looked at each other.

Both could see the gravity in the other’s eyes.

Perhaps this was the true importance of the Scroll.

The Abyss of Descent…

Ji Feng said, “I’m going to the East Sea. I refuse to believe anyone in this world could accomplish such a thing.”

He could believe the story of the Foolish Old Man who moved mountains.

But he had been to the Abyss of Descent before.

It was an endless abyss hidden deep beneath the seabed, stretching beyond sight—it was simply not something that could be accomplished by human effort.

Even his master wouldn’t have had the slightest chance of succeeding.

Bai Yuan said, “Brother Feng, I have matters to attend to and can’t get away. You’ll have to go to the East Sea first.”

Ji Feng waved his hand.

“Ah Yuan, you’ve already helped me a great deal. If it weren’t for you, I really wouldn’t have been able to take down that little devil. I want to go to the Abyss of Descent for my own sake. I’ll come find you after I’ve seen it.”

He had been to the Abyss of Descent ten thousand years ago.

So he knew its situation very well; he just wanted to go and confirm it with his own eyes.

…

「The next day.」

Ji Feng took Shi Yan and headed directly east.

The East Sea was easy to get to.

There was no need to worry about getting lost; one only had to keep heading east.

「Meanwhile.」

In an elegant courtyard in the Northern Plains.

The Tianxin Sect Leader stood silently at the door, seemingly waiting for something.

“Ugh…”

A low cry of pain sounded from within the room.

Mo Tian clutched his groggy head and sat up. The events before he lost consciousness rushed back to him like a flood.

Anger, humiliation…

When had he, the Saint Heir of the Demon Sect, ever suffered such an insult?

“You’re awake.”

The Tianxin Sect Leader had appeared in the room at some unknown point.

Mo Tian’s expression was sullen.

He reached out to touch his chest, growing even more furious.

“Shameless scoundrels!”

Bai Yuan and the other Daoist hadn’t taken anything else of his. After all, his truly precious items were already hidden away in a secret treasure, a method of the Demon God that no one could bypass.

But for some reason, that one Scroll simply could not be placed into the Demon God’s secret treasure.

Therefore, he could only carry it on his person.

The Tianxin Sect Leader spoke faintly, “What exactly was it that they took?”

He could sense that Bai Yuan and his companion had taken something from Mo Tian.

Mo Tian gritted his teeth.

“It was a Scroll left to me by the Holy Emperor. I heard it records ancient secrets. The Holy Emperor held it in his hands and studied it daily before finally leaving it to me.”

He had already looked at the Scroll countless times.

Its contents were long since imprinted in his mind.

After all, the Demon God himself had once said that the true secret of the Scroll lay in the painting, not the Scroll itself.

Therefore, losing it was of no consequence.

‘But is this just about losing a Scroll?’

This was an insult to his very dignity.

‘I must avenge this!’

Mo Tian had never been good-tempered.

…

「Xiangzhou.」

Bai Yuan had returned to the General’s Mansion. He walked into his room.

In the next instant, his figure vanished into thin air.

When he reappeared, he was already in the Divine Palace Immortal Realm.

This time, Bai Yuan neither allocated points nor summoned a training partner. Instead, he walked slowly through the Divine Palace.

He had always been in a hurry on previous visits and had never taken a serious look at the murals carved on the steps of the Divine Palace.

He already had a faint suspicion.

The Divine Palace might be deeply connected to the concealed War of the Abyss of Descent.

He hadn’t told Ji Feng.

After all, the implications of this matter were far too great; not even the Dragon Tiger Sect could necessarily withstand them. Therefore, the best course of action was for him to be the only one who knew.

Soon.

Step, by step…

He walked very slowly.

His mind was completely captivated by the images on the stone steps.

The images on the steps seemed to record a piece of history, but without context, he could only make out the Celestial Court, sacrifices, mysterious figures, great battles…

When Bai Yuan reached the final step, his pupils widened slightly.

Because carved on the step was a Faceless Man, identical to the one in the Scroll!