Chapter 180: Chapter 124: Golden Yuan Sect Ruins, Qing State’s Geniuses Gather!

Lin Chen felt a surge of joy in his heart.

Being able to contact Jiang Liqian meant that he had already left the range of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Bewitching Array.

From the other end of the Jade Scroll, Jiang Liqian’s message came through.

“Lin Chen, where are you? The Ancient Ruins have opened, located in a large mountain six hundred miles southeast of Jade Belt City.”

“Hurry to the location of the ruins. If you arrive first, go straight in! Once inside, you can use this Mother-Child Jade to contact me…”

Lin Chen looked at the message from the Jade Scroll and then at the altar beneath his feet.

“Is it really such a coincidence… As soon as I uncovered this altar, the Ancient Ruins opened?”

“Wait… Six hundred miles outside of Jade Belt City, isn’t that very close to my position?”

Lin Chen swallowed.

He looked at the altar beneath his feet…

Meanwhile, a certain old map in Lin Chen’s pocket began to glow.

When Lin Chen took it out, he found that the map spontaneously ignited without fire.

It finally transformed into a delicate and ancient token.

“This map… Damn it, wasn’t this what I grabbed after the auction before?”

“Could it really be related to these Ancient Ruins?”

Lin Chen swallowed again and thought of the terrain on the map before.

According to the studies of Great Xia’s experts, it apparently was in that nameless barren mountain six hundred miles southeast of Jade Belt City…

Just as Lin Chen was pondering, the altar on which he stood suddenly emitted a dazzling light, resonating with the token in Lin Chen’s hand.

At the same time, the Ancient Altar was instantly activated.

After a dizzying whirl, Lin Chen’s vision changed completely.

The next second, Lin Chen’s figure disappeared from the spot.

…

In the Yanlai Realm, at the barren mountain where the Ancient Ruins had opened.

The night was silent.

Only the bright moon in the sky was shining, casting moonlight over the barren mountain.

A black smoke flew in from the distant sky, eventually transforming into the form of the Ghost-eyed Child, appearing at the entrance of the ruins.

Above the barren mountain array, a huge golden light screen unfolded.

An ancient voice came faintly from between heaven and earth.

“I am Golden Yuan Zhenren, creator of the Third Turn Golden Yuan Skill, seeking to wrest opportunities for Foundation Establishment cultivators…”

“After founding the Golden Yuan Sect, any cultivators in the world aspiring to condense a Super Grade Golden Core can join the sect…”

“Since my downfall, any Foundation Establishment cultivator in the world can enter my Golden Yuan Sect ruins to seek the Third Turn Taoist Technique and condense the Supreme Golden Core…”

“Those above Foundation Establishment cannot enter the ruins.”

“There are multiple assessments within the ruins, even if one does not obtain the Third Turn Taoist Technique, one can still find their own fortune…”

“As seekers of the Dao, cultivators do not fear life and death; the assessments are perilous, and those who enter do so at their own risk…”

“Descendants holding my Golden Yuan Sect token will face separate assessments…”

“…”

The ancient voice continuously echoed across the barren mountain.

Any cultivator entering the barren mountain could hear the echo coming from the Ancient Ruins.

“After waiting for so many years, what is there to fear about life and death?”

The Ghost-Eyed Old Monster sneered coldly, taking out a token from his breast.

It was clearly also an Inheritance Token from the Golden Yuan Sect, providing many conveniences within the ruins.

He leaped to a point ten zhang away from the entrance of the ruins.

The surrounding Foundation Establishment cultivators showed signs of shock when they saw the Ghost-Eyed Old Monster.

“This… How come the Ghost-Eyed Old Monster is here? Isn’t he a Golden Core Old Monster?”

“Something’s not right… His cultivation and True Essence seem to have weakened significantly…”

Foundation Establishment cultivators discussed fervently, moving a little farther from the entrance, not daring to get closer.

“And Young Master Qingzhu from Wenlu Academy is also here!”

The gentleman in a cyan robe stepped down from his sedan, lightly waving the paper fan in his hand.

After surveying the surroundings, his gaze landed on the Ghost-eyed Child.

“Tut-tut, who would have thought the once legendary Ghost-Eyed Old Monster of Qing State would shatter his own Golden Core… All for the Third Turn Golden Yuan Skill?”

Young Master Qingzhu wore a mocking expression.

The Ghost-Eyed Old Monster cocked his head at the remark, sneering coldly:

“So it’s the little brat from Wenlu Academy, what, you want to have a go with me?”

Young Master Qingzhu’s face showed a hint of apprehension upon hearing this.

Though he was also a genius at Foundation Establishment Perfection, the fact that the Ghost-Eyed Old Monster was willing to cripple his own cultivation to enter the ruins deterred him.

“Ha-ha, no such thing… Our Wenlu Academy does not engage in the battles between the Righteous and the Demonic; Ghost-eye senior, please feel free…” Young Master Qingzhu cupped his hands.

“Please make way, everyone, make way…”

At this moment, a booming voice, like thunder, resounded near the entrance of the ruins.

Only to see a brawny man walking over from afar, his skin dark.

Different from the usual long-haired cultivators, this man was bald.

“Demon-Suppressing Temple, Li Tianhan…”

Young Master Qingzhu’s pupils contracted sharply, muttering:

“Why has this jinx come here too…”

Li Tianhan was seen holding half a roast duck in his left hand, devouring it in three or five bites.

“Gulp, gulp~”

Then he drank half a pot of wine, staggered forward a few steps, stopping several zhang away from the Ghost-eyed Old Monster.

“Hic~ You old monster, why are you joining the fun too!”

“This humble monk has always hated you demonic path people the most! Take this!”

With that, Li Tianhan charged straight at the Ghost-eyed Child.

His whole body seemed to faintly flash with purple lightning, moving incredibly fast.

In an instant, he arrived before the Ghost-eyed Child, punching out!

Boom!

A thunderous sound erupted in the air.

The Ghost-Eyed Old Monster raised his Protective True Essence, retreating three steps.

His eyes still carried a trace of anger, sneering coldly:

“Never refraining from wine and meat, only caring to slay demons and banish devils…”

“Well, you Drinking and Eating Monk Li Tianhan… Daring to strike at me!”

The Ghost-Eyed Old Monster’s face alternated between green and purple.

The Demon-Suppressing Temple was a renowned Righteous Power throughout the Qing State.

Unlike other righteous paths, the monks of this temple genuinely sought out demonic paths worldwide to hunt down…

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