Protect Our Patriarch-Chapter 82Book 6: : Harvest is abundant! The foundation of the Shenwu human race has greatly strengthened

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This sacred artifact is a semi-transparent bead with a lustrous glaze, resembling a galaxy swirling within. It's quite beautiful and about the size of a palm, making it a perfect accessory without feeling out of place.

However, the aura it exudes is as mysterious and unfathomable as the void sea, profound and deep.

"My name is Haotian Eye, but you can call me Haohao."

Noticing Wang Shouzhe's gaze, the spirit artifact of Haotian Eye emerged from the artifact itself.

It took the form of a young boy, wearing a scholar's cap and a splendid long robe, appearing to be about six or seven years old. His chubby little face looked very innocent and cute.

He introduced himself, "My main function is reconnaissance, allowing me to see far and break illusions. I have strong capabilities against illusions, stealth, shadow, and spatial concealment techniques."

Indeed, it's a very powerful auxiliary sacred artifact, somewhat like the Eye of Truth, or a top-tier radar. No wonder Baosheng was able to explore the Domain of Destruction in his previous life and discover so many relics, likely relying on the Haotian Eye.

"Do you know Lu Xiaoyi?" Wang Shouzhe asked with a smile.

"I do..." Haohao's expression stiffened slightly, "Sister Xiaoyi is a very kind spirit artifact, never bullying others."

"..." Wang Shouzhe.

Your tone could be a bit more convincing.

"Ancestor Grandfather, back when I received the legacy from Senior Green Emperor, I obtained a total of three sacred artifacts," Wang Baosheng said, looking at the Haotian Eye, seemingly recalling some memories. "Among them, the Yi Wood Creation Bottle is a strategic sacred artifact, the Haotian Eye is a tactical one, and there's also the Green Emperor Sacred Sword, a combat sacred artifact. The Yi Wood Creation Bottle was the most prestigious, once the treasure of the Green Emperor Sect."

"Three?" Wang Shouzhe raised an eyebrow, "Where did the Green Emperor Sacred Sword go?"

"Uh... I vaguely remember using it to carry the World-Destroying Pearl, and it flew across the Boundary Rift," Wang Baosheng rubbed his head, "Yes, that's it. Maybe it was destroyed by the World-Destroying Pearl, or perhaps it ended up in the space ruins of the Demon Realm."

"Using a sacred artifact to carry the World-Destroying Pearl..." Wang Shouzhe's mouth twitched, "Baosheng, you really are... no, you have quite an imagination."

Even if the Green Emperor Sacred Sword wasn't as valuable as Lu Xiaoyi, it was worth at least thirty Chaos Spirit Stones, right? And it just got blown up...

"I had no other choice," Wang Baosheng sighed, "I had to seize the perfect opportunity to not only eliminate the Great Demon Lord Chilong and its remnants but also ensure that most of the World-Destroying Pearl's power was absorbed by the Demon Realm. No other method could have controlled the timing so perfectly. It was really tough for me."

"When we get stronger, we'll conquer the demon race and then search the space ruins in the Demon Realm," Wang Shouzhe pondered, "After all, it's our family's sacred artifact. Alive, we want to see the artifact; dead, we want to see the remains. Maybe it can be repaired."

"Yes, Ancestor Grandfather, I'll go with you to search then," Wang Baosheng said with shame, "Actually, I feel quite guilty about the Green Emperor Sacred Sword and for not fulfilling Senior Green Emperor's expectations."

"You've done quite well. Let the past life be carried away by the wind. In this life, just grow up happily. Even if the sky falls, there are plenty of elders to hold it up for you," Wang Shouzhe patted Baosheng's shoulder.

All along, Wang Shouzhe had been trying to alleviate Baosheng's anxiety and tension, and by now, it seemed to have had some effect.

Speaking of which.

Baosheng's previous life was actually quite legendary, rising from obscurity, luckily obtaining the Green Emperor's legacy, exploring the outer regions and the Domain of Destruction, and eventually becoming the ruler of the world.

If properly organized, it could be written into a script or made into a Great Projection, and it would likely become quite popular.

The premise is, absolutely not letting Baosheng write this story himself, and definitely not letting him be the screenwriter.

After all, with Baosheng's style, the story would surely turn into a preachy narrative from start to finish, trying to convey his thoughts, and it would flop miserably.

Meanwhile, the dungeon run continued.

Little Huari tried several times to stand up and volunteer for battle, but each time she stood up, she was pressed back down by the elders.

Everyone took turns farming treasures and experience. Various treasures continuously flowed into the Wang's Clan's reserves.

In this kind of dungeon, naturally, the treasures aren't claimed by whoever finds them.

Instead, they are left for Wang Shouzhe to distribute, with the corresponding family contribution points deducted.

Time passed bit by bit.

The academy's inventory of treasures kept decreasing, while the Wang's Clan's treasury kept increasing, quite in line with the law of conservation of energy.

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And just as the Wang's Clan was vigorously farming the academy dungeon.

At the distant edge of the Domain of Destruction.

In a region known as the Fragmented Star Abyss.

The vast void sea was deep and silent, countless meteor fragments scattered across the void like a black silk, boundless and abyss-like.

In the Fragmented Star Abyss, numerous void insect corpses lay, the massive insect mother nest had long been destroyed, and the valuable materials had already been excavated. It floated like a broken ship on the edge of a fragment star, destined to become dust in the void sea.

Beside the remains of the broken mother nest, a magnificent human flying palace—the Moonlight Palace—hovered.

In the dim void, the Moonlight Palace emitted a hazy glow, akin to moonlight, illuminating a small area of the surrounding void.

Suddenly.

The space within the Fragmented Star Abyss trembled, and a spatial passage abruptly appeared.

Immediately after, Immortal Emperor Mu Yun and Yun Tiange led an exploration team composed of royal and family ancestor elites through the spatial passage.

At this moment, Yun Tiange appeared as if she had just experienced a great battle. Her armor was stained with blood, her usually meticulously styled hair was slightly disheveled, and her movements were accompanied by surging profound energy, appearing slightly breathless, clearly having expended a lot of energy.

However, despite this, she looked not the least bit fatigued, instead appearing radiant, with an expression of pride on her face.

Not only her, but even the members of the exploration team following her wore expressions of excitement and exhilaration.

Seeing them, the Laurel Immortal Monarch, who had been waiting for news in the Moonlight Palace, immediately directed the palace to move forward to meet them.

Soon, everyone entered the Moonlight Palace one after another and gathered in the grand hall of the palace.

The grand hall had already been prepared with comfortable seating, carefully prepared tea, snacks, and spiritual fruits. Everyone was tired and didn't stand on ceremony. Once Immortal Emperor Mu Yun and Yun Tiange sat down on the sofa at the head, they followed suit, sitting down to drink tea and rest.

"Your Majesty, what were the results of this exploration of the Hidden Cave Mystical Realm?"

At this time, the Laurel Immortal Monarch approached with a hopeful expression, looking at Yun Tiange. She still maintained the appearance of a middle-aged beautiful woman, wearing an immortal dress, exuding elegance.

Previously, to explore this Hidden Cave Mystical Realm, everyone had battled a void insect nest for over two years, suffering some casualties before finally exterminating the void insect race. Naturally, they were eager to see the results of this exploration.

"The harvest was bountiful." Yun Tiange waved her sleeve, excitedly introducing the situation, "As the ancestral exploration intelligence indicated, there were abnormal spatial fluctuations in this Fragmented Star Abyss. As expected, it's an ancient hidden Small World, a refuge of a small sect of the Immortal Alliance—the Nanhua Sect."

"This Small World was well hidden, but unfortunately, over time, the concealment arrangements gradually failed, which is why the ancestors detected it."

However, the ancestors prioritized "leaving a fire for the human race" in their actions. Even if they detected spatial anomalies here, they didn't venture to explore. After all, there was still a void insect mother nest entrenched in this Fragmented Star Abyss.

Venturing into such explorations, the outcome is unpredictable, and no one can guarantee the results.

What if there was a Saint-level monster hidden in this Fragmented Star Abyss or concealed space? Wouldn't that bring disaster to the human race's fire?

After much consideration, the ancestors decided that instead of risking exploration, it would be better to record it and leave it for future generations to explore once basic survival was secured.

Little did the ancestors know that this wait would last tens of thousands of years until now, when the descendants of the Yun's Clan finally had the confidence to dare to explore.

Yun Tiange gathered everyone for a meeting to discuss the situation inside the Small World.

"The Nanhua Sect was a small sect of the Immortal Alliance, with only three True Immortal Realm members. Small sects often struggle to survive, making them more vigilant and sensitive to danger. When the Crystal Ancient Clan invaded with overwhelming force, they sensed something was wrong and immediately packed up their belongings, fleeing with their families."

"Unfortunately, during their escape, they were intercepted by a pursuing force of the Crystal Ancient Clan. The Nanhua Ancestor and Bibo Ancestor left their Immortal Scriptures behind, sacrificing themselves to hold off the pursuers. Meanwhile, the young True Immortal Ling Duyu led the younger generation and wealth of the sect in their escape."

Recalling what she saw in the ruins, Yun Tiange couldn't help but sigh, "Unfortunately, their escape was fraught with challenges. They encountered a powerful void species along the way, resulting in the deaths of many young members of the sect. Even Ling Duyu was gravely injured and had to hide in a Fragmented Star Abyss. Ultimately, Ling Duyu succumbed to his injuries, and the younger generation of the sect, trapped in the closed Small World for tens of thousands of years, gradually weakened due to the lack of external resources, eventually leading to their extinction."

The space within the Small World was ultimately too limited. Without external spiritual energy and material replenishment, it naturally declined over time.

If the outside world is likened to a vast river, lake, or sea, the Small World is merely a pond. Without external material and energy replenishment, it would gradually deplete its nutrients and become a stagnant pool.

In such an environment and circumstances, the human race, confined for generations, would naturally grow weaker, unable to nurture "big fish" capable of transcendence.

After Immortal Emperor Mu Yun briefly recounted the story of the Nanhua Sect, everyone fell into a moment of silence.

Princess Helan was particularly moved, sighing, "No matter the era, the human race always needs to struggle against fate and external enemies."

"Such is the world. With limited resources, countless conflicts and contradictions arise, and ultimately, only the strongest survive," Immortal Emperor Mu Yun waved his hand, "Let's not dwell on trivial matters. This time, our gains are substantial for the human race. We obtained three Immortal Scriptures from the Small World: the 'Ling Duyu Immortal Spirit Art,' the 'Nanhua Immortal Sword Art,' and the 'Bibo Illusory Sea Immortal Art.'"

Three Immortal Scriptures!

Everyone present was thrilled.

Although the Shenwu human race is now vastly different from before, these three Immortal Scriptures still significantly enhance the foundation of the Han Yue Immortal Dynasty.

Especially some of the Yun's Clan's titled kings, who were now eagerly anticipating.

If their lineage were to obtain an Immortal Scripture, it could potentially become an Immortal King Mansion in a few thousand years.

"In addition, there are five Immortal Artifacts, thirty-five tomes, forty-eight Dao Artifacts, over five hundred Divine Spirit Artifact inheritance stones, and thousands of Divine Spirit Artifacts! Along with a vast quantity of refining materials."

As Immortal Emperor Mu Yun reported the numbers, everyone's breathing grew heavy.

For many families following Immortal Emperor Mu Yun to explore, they might not get a share of the Immortal Scriptures, but if they made significant contributions, they could hope for an Immortal Artifact.

Especially the tomes and Dao Artifacts, which were of utmost importance.

A first-grade family with two additional tomes could cultivate two more Void seeds, potentially advancing to a super-grade family in the future.

As for the second-grade and third-grade families that followed, if they could obtain a tome, it would be a significant boost for their family.

It's worth noting that in recent years, with the large-scale cultivation of high-quality spiritual rice produced by the Wang's Clan, their foundations have also become more robust. The younger generation in their families now have ample resources, and their qualifications have improved, making it feasible to select someone to inherit a tome.

"Unfortunately, there are too few consumable resources. The elixirs and spiritual stones were squandered by the descendants of the Nanhua Sect," Immortal Emperor Mu Yun said with a hint of regret.

After a pause, she continued, "Fortunately, long after the people perished, the spatial concealment formations around the Nanhua Small World developed flaws, weakening the barrier between the Small World and the outside world. Gradually, some spiritual energy from the void sea seeped in, and over time, the Small World regained some vitality, with some wild spirit medicines and spirit trees emerging."

The seeds of spirit medicines, spiritual grasses, and spirit plants, even in extremely harsh environments, do not immediately perish. Buried in the soil, they can often retain their vitality for a long time, waiting for the right conditions of environment, temperature, and spiritual energy concentration to sprout and begin to propagate anew.

Therefore, even in some long-abandoned Small Worlds, spirit grasses, spirit plants, and spirit medicines can naturally grow.

However, compared to the previous gains, these are insignificant.

"The items to be distributed will be allocated according to contribution value," Immortal Emperor Mu Yun added, "However, since we've come all this way, I plan to explore another suspicious relic before returning to the Immortal Dynasty."

This time, the Moonlight Palace followed the Tianhe for a full nine years to reach the Fragmented Star Abyss. If they were to return, due to the flow direction of the Yunxiao Tianhe, it would take several times longer.

Having come this far, after witnessing the power of the Holy Domain, Immortal Emperor Mu Yun was not inclined to stop while ahead.

Moreover, although the gains this time were substantial, there was little among them that was directly beneficial to Immortal Emperor Mu Yun herself. She was still hoping to find treasures that could enhance her potential or even directly obtain a Saint Map inheritance.

The representatives of the various families and the descendants of the Yun's Clan naturally agreed with enthusiasm.

Such opportunities to get rich were truly once in a lifetime, and returning now, not only Immortal Emperor Mu Yun but they too would be reluctant.

After a brief period of rest, Immortal Emperor Mu Yun and her group embarked on their journey once more.

Riding the Moonlight Palace, they continued down the Yunxiao Tianhe, heading toward the edge of the Domain of Destruction, embarking on their next wave of exploration.

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At the same time.

At the edge of the Domain of Destruction.

Here, the void sea was silent and desolate, the environment harsh, with chaotic spatial currents rampant.

A massive void saw-shelled profound turtle, as large as a mountain and with a ferocious appearance, was swimming through this void sea.

Its shell was rugged and uneven, with distinct patterns, each seeming to embody the principles of law, exuding a mysterious aura. As the turtle swam, the patterns on its back shimmered, and an earthen yellow light shield expanded from the center of its shell, enveloping the entire turtle.

The fierce spatial currents swept over it like waves gently lapping against its body, and the light shield didn't even waver.

It leisurely searched through the spatial currents, occasionally encountering void creatures swept nearby by the currents, which it would promptly snap up and swallow in a few bites.

This was a "food-rich" treasure land, and after wandering for a long time, the saw-shelled profound turtle had stumbled upon this place and decided to stay, having occupied it for at least ten thousand years.

The saw-shelled profound turtle species had a slow metabolism, able to go without food or drink for hundreds or even thousands of years after a full meal.

Additionally, it had built a comfortable nest on a nearby shattered star beach.

With a home and food, it began to think about a mate.

If only a female saw-shelled profound turtle were swept here by the void currents. Preferably a younger one with a smoother shell, making it easier to breed.

Just as the profound turtle was indulging in such thoughts, suddenly, the spatial currents ahead violently fluctuated, as if a colossal force had grabbed the space and torn it open.

The rift stretched across the void, deep and dark, exuding a menacing aura.

The next moment.

A giant tower-shaped vessel with a metallic sheen emerged from the rift, descending into this space.

Under the violent energy impact, the surrounding space trembled wildly, waves of spatial force surged, scattering the void currents.

After the appearance of the giant tower-shaped vessel, the spatial rift remained open, and over a dozen smaller tower-shaped vessels followed, surrounding the giant tower vessel like stars around the moon. From a distance, they resembled an orderly fleet following a school of fish, intimidating to behold.

A void civilization fleet!

The genetic inheritance information in its bloodline instantly made the void profound turtle realize what was happening.

Driven by instinct, it immediately turned its massive body, rapidly paddling its limbs to escape, trying to distance itself from this dangerous fleet.

However, the void profound turtle was not known for its speed.

"Whoosh!"

The leading giant tower vessel slightly adjusted its direction, and a flash of light burst from its tower tip, shooting a white beam.

The white beam was incredibly swift, crossing the vast distance in the blink of an eye, striking the void profound turtle directly.

In the face of danger, the void profound turtle retracted its six limbs, curling into a ball, concentrating its thick earthen yellow light shield on its back.

The white light collided violently with the turtle's shell, the explosive impact sending it flying, leaving a scar on its thick shell.

Fortunately, the void profound turtle was a fourteenth-tier void creature known for its defense. Even a Saint wouldn't easily break through its defenses in a short time.

The void profound turtle fled desperately.

In the face of a life-threatening crisis, its limbs paddled rapidly, its previously leisurely movements becoming incredibly agile as it weaved through the void storms, evading the pursuit from behind.

The pursuing tower vessels continued for a while, hitting the void profound turtle dozens of times, but it still managed to escape into a void mist.

This was the advantage of being a "local species," at least knowing where to find refuge.

Seeing this, the tower vessels finally ceased their pursuit, hovering outside the void mist.

Inside the bridge of the leading giant tower vessel.

A creature about a zhang tall sat in the command seat.

Its appearance was somewhat similar to humans, but its skin was green, with two antennae resembling those of a snail on its head, and it wore armor known for its defense.

Behind it, a group of guards surrounded it, indicating its extraordinary status.

The creature seemed somewhat frustrated, slapping the command seat and uttering a string of curses, "What a bunch of useless fools, couldn't even take down a single profound turtle."

The language it spoke was fast-paced, with a rather awkward pronunciation, clearly different from the demon language or human language. Evidently, it was a language system distinct from human and demon languages.

"Prince Shaman."

At this time, an elder of the same race entered the bridge from behind.

He wore a white robe distinct from battle armor, looking somewhat ethereal. His skin was also pale and dull, with some age spots visible, clearly very old.

Yet, despite his age, his steps were firm and powerful, and his tone was calm and persuasive, "It's just a fourteenth-tier void profound turtle, let's not waste our precious energy on it. We've spent over a thousand years, overcoming countless obstacles and difficulties to reach this Domain of Destruction recorded by our ancestors. We should focus on the main task."

"Master Gong's criticism is right."

The young man referred to as "Prince Shaman" clearly respected the elder, quickly calming down after hearing his words.

His eyes revealed a hint of fanaticism, "Compared to a valuable prey, the 'Crystal Source Heart' left by the Crystal Ancient Clan is the true supreme treasure."

"Under the protection of the great mother's spirit, I, Shaman, have finally found the legendary Domain of Destruction."

Once I find the Crystal Source Heart, I will become the most outstanding "Emperor" of the Atana race!

Those bastards who dared to look down on me, I will make you crawl at my feet, praising and worshiping me!