You're Finally Here

When the teleportation ended, Ye Chuan found himself standing on a black road that seemed to stretch into infinity.

The golden radiance of the teleportation array faded behind him, completely cutting off the aura of the ancient realm’s entrance from the outside world. Even the Myriad Dao Ancient Seals could not immediately determine where they were.

Ye Chuan remained where he was for a moment, allowing himself to adjust. Only after confirming that Lan Xiaoke and Huli had arrived safely did he continue forward along the path the ancient hall had left for the top ten.

The road beneath their feet was not laid upon solid ground. Instead, it floated within a black starry sky, with no sign of the entrance to the ancient hall in either direction.

Broken stars drifted overhead from time to time. Within each fragment was sealed a segment of an ancient law of the Great Dao that had long since been lost.

Ye Chuan tried releasing his divine sense, but the moment it extended a hundred yards from his body, an invisible force gently pushed it back.

This place appeared to have no boundaries, yet the only area where they could truly move was the road beneath their feet.

“Is this the Myriad Dao Ancient Hall?”

The other nine prodigies soon appeared nearby. The points tokens on all of them had vanished, leaving behind only golden marks representing their rankings.

Over a hundred Immortal King statues stood arranged along both sides of the road. Deeper within stood nine Immortal Emperor statues that nearly reached the starry sky.

The statues were far from uniform. Some held swords, others spears, and several of the demon clan’s Immortal Kings remained in their complete true forms.

Though countless years had passed, the statues still radiated a distinct pressure. Even the weaker prodigies found it difficult to breathe.

Gu Wufeng looked toward a statue carrying nine swords on its back and discovered that its sword intent was still faintly resonating with the Buried Heaven Immortal Sword.

“Did all these people once enter the Myriad Dao Ancient Hall?”

Fa Wuxiang observed the statues for a moment. “They may also have been the true founders of the Myriad Dao Ancient Realm.”

The moment the other prodigies appeared, all the statues had remained silent, as though they were nothing more than lifeless objects.

But when Ye Chuan took his first step, over a hundred Immortal King statues turned their heads at the same time. The nine Immortal Emperor statues also slowly opened their eyes.

Cracking sounds rang out one after another.

Those gazes released no attacks, yet every one of them fell upon Ye Chuan, as if they had been waiting for him for a very long time.

One of the Immortal Emperor statues even raised its right hand and slowly bowed in Ye Chuan’s direction.

The other prodigies instinctively moved aside, afraid that standing between the statues and Ye Chuan might cause some unnecessary misunderstanding.

Lan Xiaoke hugged Blue Eggy tightly. “Are they trying to rob me of my allowance?”

“They probably wouldn’t have any use for it,” Ye Chuan comforted her.

Lan Xiaoke became even more displeased. “Why wouldn’t they?”

“Idiot.” Ye Chuan did not elaborate. He raised his hand and sent a strand of primal chaos energy into the nearest statue.

The instant the black-gold power drew close, an extremely ancient mark appeared on the statue’s surface, resonating with the four ancient seals within his body.

The statue had retained no consciousness, only an instinct that had been waiting for the Master of the Four Seals to return. That was why all of them had awakened the moment Ye Chuan appeared.

After confirming that there was no danger, the other prodigies followed once more. However, their gazes toward Ye Chuan had clearly grown more complicated.

They had fought their way into the top ten of the ancient realm, and every one of them was considered the strongest genius of their respective immortal sects. Yet beside Ye Chuan, they felt like nothing more than visitors who had come along for a tour.

The group continued along the black stone road. Before long, it split into three paths, each shrouded in a different law.

After the three paths appeared, several side halls rose in succession on either side of the main road. Each one resonated with a different prodigy.

A sea of blazing flames appeared before one person. Another was chosen by a pool of lightning. The ancient hall had evidently already assigned each of them a legacy according to their cultivation paths.

The Buried Heaven Immortal Sword in Gu Wufeng’s hand let out a soft hum and flew toward the sword-path side hall of its own accord.

At the end of the sword path hung an ancient sword without a blade. Broken swords left behind by sword cultivators of past generations were planted all around it.

Gu Wufeng merely glanced at it from a distance, yet he felt the sword heart he had just stabilized tremble once more. Clearly, an even more complete baptism of swordsmanship awaited him there.

Before Fa Wuxiang, a scroll known as the Myriad Laws Heavenly Scripture appeared, leading him toward a gallery of dao halls on the other side.

With every step taken through the gallery, a new law would appear. Having just completed the Unity of Myriad Laws, he was perfectly suited to use this place to verify his path.

Nine-colored fortune circulated before Lin Fan’s chest, and a road blooming with green lotuses appeared beneath his feet.

The petals of the green lotuses blossomed one after another with every step he took. The guiding talisman obtained from the altar in the desolate village also transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the deepest part of the road.

The three of them understood that this was the final opportunity belonging to each of them. After bidding Ye Chuan farewell, they entered different side halls.

“After we leave the ancient hall, I’ll come looking for you to cross swords again.”

Before leaving, Gu Wufeng left these words behind. Clearly, he had not forgotten the unfinished agreement between them.

Ye Chuan nodded. “All right. But you’d better train a little more first.”

Gu Wufeng’s footsteps paused for half a breath. In the end, he did not look back and entered the sword-path side hall with the Buried Heaven Immortal Sword on his back.

Only after all the prodigies had entered their respective side halls did two icy laws descend from the starry sky, enveloping the two of them separately.

“Why is she allowed in too?”

A prodigy looked at Lan Xiaoke and finally could not hold back the question.

Lan Xiaoke had not entered the top ten. She had not even seriously earned any points, and she was still carrying an egg of unknown origin in her arms.

Most of the points she had earned in the ancient realm had come from things Ye Chuan had casually given her. The number of times she had actually fought could be counted on one hand.

If someone like her could enter the ancient hall as well, then all the others who had fought desperately within the ancient realm would inevitably feel that it was unfair.

The next moment, the Heavenly Beast Emperor Seal emerged from within Blue Eggy, and a beastly roar echoed from deep within the ancient hall.

As soon as the roar appeared, the repelling law that had originally descended upon Lan Xiaoke vanished instantly. A gentle starlight even appeared, protecting the beast emperor egg in her arms.

[The Caretaker of the Heavenly Beast Royal Clan has obtained an additional entry qualification.]

Lan Xiaoke thrust out her chest. “Did you hear that? I’m a caretaker.”

The prodigy who had asked the question fell silent for a moment, unexpectedly unable to find a rebuttal.

Others entered the Myriad Dao Ancient Hall through strength. She had entered by raising an egg. Yet the rules of the ancient hall had actually recognized her qualification.

One could only say that reincarnation was a skill. Being reincarnated as an egg was no different.

As for Huli, Ye Chuan merely raised a finger, causing the four ancient seals to appear simultaneously.

The aura of the four seals formed a black-gold mark on Huli’s body, completely blocking out the ancient hall’s repelling laws.

[The Master of the Four Seals possesses one additional accompanying entry privilege.]

Huli blinked and immediately followed after Ye Chuan. “Thank you, Boss.”

She had originally been prepared to remain at the entrance and wait. Now that she had gained permission to enter, she could not hide the happiness on her face. Her two ears did not stop moving the entire way.

At the end of the main road stood a bronze gate ten thousand yards tall. Carved upon it was a vague humanoid outline.

The surface of the massive gate was covered in countless marks left by blades and swords. The deepest scar nearly split the entire gate in two, yet it had never truly broken through.

Several Imperial Armaments, already rotted away, lay scattered before the gate. Clearly, someone had once tried to force their way into the main hall, only to fail in the end.

The figure in the outline wore an imperial robe and held one hand behind his back. Yet his face bore several similarities to Ye Chuan’s.

Ye Chuan stood before the gate and studied it for a while. The longer he looked, the more familiar that face seemed. At the same time, the Primal Chaos Immortal Body within him began circulating on its own.

The silhouette was simply too indistinct. Aside from confirming that it was connected to him, no further information could be discerned for the time being.

The Ancient Bone Token, the Ten Thousand Laws City Lord’s Token, the Heavenly Beast Emperor Seal, and the Burial Sword Token flew out on their own and embedded themselves into the four recesses of the bronze gate.

Once the four ancient seals fell into place, the humanoid silhouette on the gate began to light up from the feet upward, and the black-and-gold imperial robe gradually took on its true colors!

A will that had lain dormant for countless years awakened behind the gate. Even the nine Immortal Emperor statues outside the ancient hall lowered their heads in unison.

Rumble!

The gate, sealed away for countless years, slowly opened. Black starlight flowed out through the widening gap.

An aura that shared the exact same origin as the power of chaos within Ye Chuan’s body—but was far more powerful than what he currently possessed—surged toward them through the crack!

Huli’s face paled slightly. Blue Eggy, nestled in Lan Xiaoke’s arms, also stopped squirming, as if it had instinctively sensed the danger.

Ye Chuan raised a hand to shield them both. Black-gold chaos spread outward, blocking the entire aura before it could reach them.

There was no palace behind the gate—only a silent starry sky and the phantom of a figure in a black-and-gold imperial robe, its back facing them.

Before Ye Chuan could speak, the figure called out his name.

“Ye Chuan.”

The imperial phantom slowly turned around, revealing a face completely identical to his own.

“You’ve finally come.”

As the final word fell, the massive bronze gate completely shut behind the three of them, and every trace of the outside world vanished with it!