Prince Yun Cang appeared, his smile as gentle as a spring breeze, acting as if nothing had happened as he emerged before everyone's eyes, even greeting them warmly.
What was going on?
The various overlords couldn't react immediately.
By Prince Yun Cang's side were two other overlords who had entered together earlier. They all stepped forward to offer enthusiastic greetings. Behind them stretched vast medicinal fields, planted with Heaven and Earth Treasures that shimmered with flowing fluorescence. Each was at least four to five thousand years old, and there were even dozens to hundreds of Ten-Thousand-Year Medicine Treasures present—an astonishingly large number.
Furthermore, in the distance lay a massive divine lake, its spiritual energy surging and misty. Ripples spread across the lake's surface, and one could see schools of spiritually-charged fish constantly leaping out—precious spirit fish that, when consumed, could increase cultivation and nourish the body, with limitless benefits.
Who would have thought they would encounter such a large group here? There were at least a hundred, each three feet long, extremely rare.
Everything before them was clearly filled with peace and harmony, without a trace of sinister energy.
Even the Xia Emperor was shocked. "Fifth Imperial Brother, weren't you in danger earlier? Why are you unharmed now?"
This was the confusion of everyone else as well.
Prince Yun Cang smiled and shook his head. "Imperial Brother, am I not perfectly fine now? Do you think I'm an imposter? Feel free to investigate. What you saw earlier was merely an illusion, not real."
The Xia Emperor probed him. The aura of his origin showed no falsehood; this was the genuine Prince Yun Cang, something he could confirm.
Could it be that everything just now was truly just a false illusion?
"Imperial Brother, come quickly and harvest these Heaven and Earth Treasures. Everyone, here lies the countless heritage and divine treasures of the Purple Mansion Sacred Land. Come and take them."
Visible to the naked eye, treasure vaults in the distance were opening one after another, radiating brilliant light. There were small mountains piled high with treasures of all kinds, all genuinely rare and priceless supreme treasures that would make anyone's eyes turn red with greed—even overlords were no exception.
Because there were too many supreme treasures present. Divine spirit sources were not lacking; divine materials like Dragon-Patterned Blood Silver and Nine-Colored Divine Stone—things that would tempt even ancient Great Sages—were present. There were also bottles upon bottles of precious immortal pills and miraculous medicines, stacks of cultivation notes left by sages and predecessors of past generations, powerful ancient weapons laid out, and other great Dao supreme treasures—so many they were countless, showcasing the terrifying heritage of a supreme sacred land. It was enough to drive even a Heavenly King Invincible mad.
And this was only a small part. There were even more supreme treasures. The heritage of a supreme sacred land was fearsome, absolutely beyond imagination.
Everyone was about to go mad. Was this the divine treasure heritage of the Purple Mansion Sacred Land? Indeed, it was so abundant it was unimaginable. The various overlords were about to lose their minds.
Countless experts from the alliance army charged forward. The various overlords were tempted and couldn't help but take action.
"Brother Ye, let's go too," Daochu and others spoke up. Naturally, they were also tempted. However, neither Ye Chen nor Ye Gucheng moved, stopping the people around them. "Wait a moment. Be careful. This place is very unusual," they said.
Ye Chen, needless to say, possessed innately powerful divine sense and a keen Primordial Spirit. With guidance from the mysterious Old Yan, he sensed an unusual atmosphere.
Ye Gucheng, hailing from an imperial clan and being a peerless genius of the current era, also perceived something amiss—a point others could not match.
Since the two True Kings did not move, the others around them naturally dared not act rashly. However, a considerable number of young prodigies charged forward, including some kings like Zhao Wudao, who merely sneered at Ye Chen and the others for being overly cautious.
Prince Yun Cang and the other two overlords strode over, speaking harmoniously. "Everyone, there are many divine treasures here. We are all part of the alliance. Let's share them. Don't hesitate."
Faced with the heritage of a supreme sacred land, how many could remain calm? Even imperial clans and royal clans—such supreme great clans—could not, because although the heritage of a supreme sacred land could not compare to that of a great clan that had produced Emperors and Sovereigns, the difference was not great. It was quite terrifying.
At this moment, almost all the overlords had taken action.
But at that moment, a terrifying divine radiance exploded. It was the supreme and dreadful divine law of a Saint Lord cutting across the sky. Prince Yun Cang and the other two overlords, before they could even react, were sent flying, blood spraying like rain, scattering in starry droplets.
"Who dares to harm my imperial brother!" The Xia Emperor's eyes blazed with fury. Everyone was greatly shocked, but when they saw who had struck, their astonishment grew even more intense. It was actually her—
The Tai Chu Saint Lord!
The Tai Chu Saint Lord stepped forward, her figure ethereal and graceful. Although she was a generation's peerless Divine Maiden, one of the most beautiful women in the myriad realms, her attack was quite fierce and ruthless, and incomparably powerful, causing the various overlords' hearts to tremble. She had actually blasted away three overlords in a single encounter—powerful beyond imagination.
They couldn't help but recall the time in Tian Sheng City when she struck like a flying immortal, suppressing and killing an overlord who launched a night attack and severely injuring another, displaying combat prowess surpassing that of ordinary Saint Lords.
Though a beauty, her strength surpassed that of men.
While marveling at the Tai Chu Saint Lord's peerless power, they were also puzzled. No one understood why the Tai Chu Saint Lord had suddenly attacked the three overlords. It seemed very abrupt, and they wanted her to explain.
But the Tai Chu Saint Lord's expression was coldly beautiful and emotionless, like Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice, giving the impression she would not offer an explanation.
Prince Yun Cang and the other two overlords coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, staining their robes crimson, their faces filled with anger. "Why did you attack the three of us? Are you jealous that we obtained the Purple Mansion Sacred Land's heritage first? Your intentions are suspect!"
The Xia Emperor's expression was similarly icy and unpleasant. Moreover, supreme divine might surged from his body, pressing toward the Tai Chu Saint Lord. He said coldly, "If you do not give This Seat an explanation today, even if you are the master of the Tai Chu Sacred Land, it will not do."
Two other Saint Lords also strode forth, their Dao might shaking the heavens, similarly pressuring the Tai Chu Saint Lord. Like the Xia Emperor, the other two were important figures of their respective forces, suddenly injured, demanding an explanation.
Faced with the pressure from three Sacred Land masters, the Tai Chu Saint Lord's expression remained unchanged, still impassive. Only at this moment, she seemed like a female emperor overlooking the myriad realms. A fierce aura soared from her, actually confronting the three Saint Lords. Her divine might was supreme, not inferior to any of them. The space between them shattered, utterly terrifying.
This caused many to suck in a cold breath. From this, one could see the Tai Chu Saint Lord's domineering strength—with her power alone, she showed no fear of three Saint Lords, holding her ground without weakness in the confrontation.
A Saint Lord-level battle was on the verge of erupting!
"Everyone, please do not act rashly. You must not fight."
At this moment, the palace master of the Yao Chi Sacred Land appeared. She appeared to be in her thirties, her skin like congealed fat, her black hair coiled in a Phoenix style, appearing dignified and elegant. She stopped both sides from fighting, lightly parting her red lips to speak softly. "Xia Emperor, in fact, the Tai Chu Saint Lord's actions were not wrong."
Hearing this, the various overlords were stunned. The masters of the three Sacred Lands immediately darkened their expressions. "Palace Master Yang, what exactly do you mean by that? As a woman, are you so biased in favor of the Tai Chu Saint Lord?"
Another Saint Lord, also from an Immortal Sacred Land, coldly shouted, "I originally thought the Yao Chi Sacred Land was the most impartial. I never expected it to be so biased as well. I was truly mistaken."
"Amitabha! Three benefactors, please calm your anger." A divine monk from the Western Buddhist Sect also arrived, a circle of gentle Buddhist light radiating from behind his head, righteous energy swirling. However, it made everyone's hearts sink, because he also stood by the Tai Chu Saint Lord's side, making his stance clear.
The masters of the three Sacred Lands changed color. The other overlords were all shocked.
The Tai Chu Sacred Land was one thing, but now even the Yao Chi Sacred Land and the Western Great Thunderclap Temple—forces possessing the supreme inheritance of Emperors and Sovereigns—had spoken up. Were they targeting the three Sacred Lands?
Only the Ancient Heavenly Court appeared aloof, saying nothing, uttering no words.
The Tai Chu Sacred Land, Yao Chi Sacred Land, and Western Buddhist Sect—each more terrifying than the last, all immortal forces standing on the opposing side—this was an ominous signal. No force in the current era could contend with these three supreme powers.
However, the Xia Emperor's attitude remained firm. "Today, no matter who it is, if no explanation is given, be it the Tai Chu Sacred Land or not, my Xia Kingdom will absolutely not let this matter rest."
The Yao Chi palace master shook her head, appearing utterly peerless and graceful. She said softly, "Three Saint Lords, do not blame the Tai Chu Saint Lord, for her attack was indeed correct, because this is not real. The three overlords are illusory."
"What?"
Everyone was greatly shocked. Prince Yun Cang's expression darkened further. "Palace Master Yang, although you are the Yao Chi palace master, you cannot make such groundless accusations without evidence."
"Amitabha!"
The divine monk from the Great Thunderclap Temple uttered an incantation. Immediately, Buddhist light spread, and the phantom of a Buddha appeared. Boundless floating light surged forward, inundating the area ahead.
The three overlords immediately changed color, all screaming as they shot into the sky. Moreover, all the peace and harmony of this heaven and earth vanished. The paradise was no more, replaced by a pitch-black and gloomy world. Darkness perpetually enveloped the land, accompanied by streaks of crimson lightning that illuminated the heavens and earth.
All the divine treasures disappeared, gone without a trace.
"What? All of this was actually conjured from illusion! We've been deceived!"
Everyone changed color, never expecting such an outcome.
Then, what were they—
Everyone looked toward Prince Yun Cang and the other two overlords. At this moment, the three overlords' eyes glowed with bloody light. Their auras instantly became many times more sinister and demonic, accompanied by genuine demonic mist and dark light shrouding their bodies, turning bone-chillingly cold as they stared icily at the divine monk and the others. "It's you detestable bald heads again, ruining our plans."