The ultimate goal of everyone who comes here is to obtain the treasures passed down from ancient times.
When Zhao Ya shouted, she immediately turned her attention away from Ye Bufan and looked towards the stone platform.
The stone platform in front of me is very tall, about twenty feet tall. There are not many things on it, except for a pale golden egg-shaped light and shadow in the middle.
This is a very powerful protective barrier, but it is transparent. You can see clearly what is inside, and it is clearly a book.
This book is larger than an ordinary scroll. It is bronze-colored and exudes the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.
In the middle of the page, there are four ancient characters with flying dragons and phoenixes, the Innocent Heavenly Book.
"Well……"
Ye Bufan was stunned for a moment. He clearly had the Wugou Heavenly Book in his hand, so why did another one appear here?
He was shocked, while others were a little disappointed.
The Immaculate Book of Heaven is famous throughout the Immortal Realm, but it cannot be practiced.
But now everyone has gone through a lot of hardships to finally get here, and in the end there is only such a book.
In terms of level, this book is definitely the highest.
But in terms of use, it is basically equivalent to nothing, because no one can practice it at all.
In other words, this is a useless thing.
Soon, everyone's eyes moved away from the high platform and scanned the surrounding area to see if there were any other gains.
As a result, the whole hall was empty, not even a hair on it, and I couldn't help but feel very disappointed.
At this moment, a light and shadow suddenly appeared on the high platform. It was very blurry and his appearance was unclear, but he could tell that he was a big man with a very majestic figure.
"I welcome you to my cave!"
Hearing the other party's name, everyone's expressions changed. This was an ancient power, one of the supreme and powerful men in the legend.
The light and shadow were obviously the spiritual thoughts left by the Evil Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, and he said to himself: "I wonder if you have ever heard of my legend back then. At first it was just a fairy monster, but later it transformed into a human form and practiced human skills.
Aim for the top of the Immortal Emperor.
The world only knows that I practice human skills, but they don’t know what I practice. Let me tell you now, what I practice is the Immaculate Book of Heaven.
Only a sacred object like the Book of Heaven can transform me from a demonic beast into a human being, instead of just an empty skin."
After he said these words, everyone felt a storm in their hearts.
Didn’t it mean that no one has ever been able to successfully practice the Immortal Book? It turns out that this news is false!
The Evil Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts has practiced cultivation tens of thousands of years ago, and has achieved such heaven-defying achievements.
At this moment, everyone's hearts were agitated, and they looked at the book inside the mask with burning eyes.
At the same time, there are also some doubts. The Innocent Heavenly Book is clearly outside, wandering from the Upper Heaven Realm to the Lower Heaven Realm, and is now being tossed around various auction houses. How could it appear here?
The light and shadow seemed to be able to sense everyone's doubts, and continued: "In order to prevent others from prying into my secret, I made a fake heavenly book and put it outside, but it really stayed in my hand.
If my guess is correct, there must be an Immaculate Book circulating outside, and it has been impossible to practice for many years.
Because it is a fake, made by me, and the real thing has been hidden here."
"So that's it!"
Only then did Zhao Jiuzhou and others suddenly realize that no wonder no one had been able to understand the Wusui Heavenly Book for tens of thousands of years. It turned out that it was just a fake.
Knowing all this, their eyes became even more intense when they looked at the Immortal Book.
Everyone wants to soar into the sky, and everyone wants to achieve great success. It is really difficult to achieve this, but this book in front of you can indeed do it.
Even a monster beast can aspire to the peak of Immortal Emperor after training, let alone himself.
In other words, this book completely ignited everyone's desire.
"I have reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor and have already explored another world. The Wugou Heavenly Book is a spiritual object of heaven and earth. It would be unkind to take it away. Let's keep it for future people who are destined to be destined!"
After finishing speaking, the light and shadow began to slowly dissipate, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth, and the hall fell into complete silence.
Everything seemed so natural and lifelike. If it weren't for the Wushou Heavenly Book in his hands, and if Ye Erlang hadn't already succeeded in practicing it, Ye Bufan might have really believed it.
Although I still haven't fully figured out what happened, one thing is certain, that is, the Immaculate Book is definitely a fake, and it is really in my Dragon King Palace.
His brain was spinning rapidly. Since entering the ancient ruins, he has discovered many doubts.
For example, the golden light and shadow just now was much weaker than the aura of the previous First Sword Immortal Lord Wuming and others, and it did not have the power of the ancient powerful ones at all.
If this alone doesn't explain anything, maybe it's because the opponent is too old and his aura has been weakened too much.
But if combined with the eighth-level protective formation in front of the ruins, the later Kamikaze Seven Killing Formation, and the various arrangements in the holes, everything becomes not that simple.
Putting all these together, Ye Bufan could easily come up with an answer.
All of this is false, it is all a deliberate plan set up by the person who set up the formation.
I have to say that the other party's thinking is really too meticulous. If he hadn't obtained the inheritance of ancient medicine, he wouldn't have been able to see the flaws in the formation.
If he hadn't already had the Immaculate Book in his hands and had seen through its secrets, he might have really believed what the other party said.
It's a pity that by chance, the other party met me, and the lies he left behind were self-defeating.
But here comes the problem, the ancient ruins here must be real, some things can be forged, and some things absolutely cannot be forged.
In other words, the benefits left by the Evil Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts have been taken away by that person, but since he has already obtained the treasure and left, why are you still going to all the trouble to arrange it here?
The other party has such a strong cultivation level and such high attainments in formations, so he will definitely not be full.
Then he has created so many things, made a fake Immortal Book, and made up such a story that can stir up the greed in his heart. What is he going to do?
Ye Bufan was shocked when he thought of this, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
The opponent's purpose is to kill the immortals who come here. It can be seen from the formation they set up before that they will definitely not spare any effort.
Those who can be killed will be killed, and those who cannot be killed will leave a heavenly book behind for those who arrive here to fight among themselves.
But who is the person hiding behind it, why did he do this, and what benefit does killing so many people do to him?
There is no answer to these questions yet, but the other party's purpose is already clear, which is to kill the people who come here!
Only Ye Bufan could see through all of this. The others were completely obsessed with it and couldn't find any flaws.
At this moment, whether it is Geng Junsheng's three disciples, or Zhao Jiuzhou, Bai Mengyao, and Wu Yuanlang, three great Luo Immortals at their peak, their eyes are beating with the flame of desire.
The Immaculate Book, the sacred book that can turn monsters into immortal emperors, is in front of you, and there is no reason to let it go no matter what.
