Ye Chen was shocked—it was Old Yan's ancient ring!
On this hazy figure, one could see a hand wearing an ancient ring. Though sketched with only a few simple strokes, it was unmistakably identical to the Old Yan ancient ring in Ye Chen's possession.
He couldn't be mistaken. This was Old Yan's ancient ring.
How could it appear on that figure?
Ye Chen was deeply shocked, but he suppressed his surging emotions, calmed himself, and patiently continued observing.
On the River of Time, that hazy figure was extremely mysterious. To its left was the sun, to its right was the moon, and myriad stars manifested, revolving around each other as if reflecting a vast cosmos.
This person was the center of the universe, the master of all.
Suddenly, a name flashed across Ye Chen's mind—
Tai Sheng Huang!
The master of the Twin Sovereigns, a mythical Emperor and Sovereign, the supreme existence who nearly pioneered the Chaos Dao.
Ye Chen felt that this mysterious figure surrounded by the sun, moon, and stars was the legendary Tai Sheng Huang, appearing astride the River of Time and entering this fallen divine kingdom.
Though the figure was hazy, through the stone carvings, one could seemingly sense Tai Sheng Huang's sorrow. His proudest disciples, the Twin Sovereigns, had perished before his eyes. Even a being as powerful as a mythical Emperor and Sovereign was powerless to reverse it, filled with grief.
Tai Sheng Huang, upon the River of Time, gathered up the shattered sun and broken moon from the earth and stored them away.
Ye Chen hurriedly looked at the next, and final, stone carving. In it, Tai Sheng Huang held up a figure with each hand—the sun and moon respectively. The figures were covered in blood, hazy yet powerful—the fallen Sun Sovereign and Dark Night Sovereign—whom he took away.
Furthermore, in the stone carving, at the end of the River of Time, a mysterious, enormous ancient gate appeared.
No one knew where it led. It was only known that Tai Sheng Huang, carrying the fallen Twin Sovereigns and riding the River of Time, stepped into the gate and vanished from sight.
Everything, everything, ended completely here.
But in a daze, it seemed as if an ethereal, illusory voice echoed within his consciousness: "The myth is shattered. Death is not the end of all, merely the beginning of another. Everything lies within the gate!"
Ye Chen's expression changed abruptly. He hurriedly focused his mind to listen, but the voice had vanished—so ethereal and illusory, impossible to hear, as if it never existed.
Was it an illusion?
But Ye Chen had heard it clearly and distinctly moments before. With his level of cultivation, how could he experience so-called auditory hallucinations?
He felt that the final stone carving was strange, but no matter how intently he stared, he couldn't detect anything.
Only after a long while did Ye Chen steady his mind. Just as he was about to view the murals again, suddenly, all the murals vanished as if they had never existed.
Moreover, he sensed an eerie power beginning to erode his various memories of the murals within his consciousness.
What in the world was happening?
Boom—
Ye Chen hastily mobilized his vast, ocean-like Faith Power, causing his Primordial Spirit to blaze many times brighter, radiant as the sun, to resist that mysterious, eerie power.
But it was useless. That eerie power was completely unaffected by Faith Power and began erasing the memories of the murals.
Ye Chen could sense his memory of the first mural disappearing. The second mural's memory was also beginning to fade, already half gone.
No matter what method Ye Chen employed, he couldn't stop it.
That power was too eerie, formless and shapeless. Even someone as powerful as him couldn't block it.
The Ten Heavens divine nature halo suddenly manifested, appearing on the Primordial Spirit avatar, added to himself, flowing with immortal, undying aura that flooded the Primordial Spirit avatar.
A miracle occurred. After the Ten Heavens divine nature halo was added to himself, the eerie power was greatly impeded. Though it still eroded, the speed slowed significantly.
Truly worthy of the mysterious Tenth Heaven, possessing such mysterious power.
Furthermore, Ye Chen circulated the Dragon Origin and Nine Tribulations Gold power within his body, adding them to the defense. The eerie power was blocked once more.
At this moment, the Chaos Blood condensed within his body began to boil. Within the Mud Pill Palace, it transformed into a small Chaos cauldron, further engraved with myriad Dao marks that shimmered brilliantly, directly covering the Primordial Spirit avatar. Primordial Chaos Qi overflowed, beginning to seal himself.
As expected, Chaos Blood was transcendent and extraordinary, the source power of all. The eerie power was completely blocked, no longer eroding, held at bay outside the Chaos cauldron.
This made Ye Chen heave a sigh of relief. It was finally completely blocked. But he also frowned, for this couldn't last long. It was too mentally draining and greatly affected him.
The eerie power completely encircled the outside of the Chaos cauldron, not dispersing.
Ye Chen attempted to activate the Human Sovereign Pagoda, for the Human Sovereign Pagoda had thirty-three levels, each nearly overflowing with primordial Chaos Qi. He hoped to use the Human Sovereign Pagoda's primordial Chaos Qi to resist the eerie power.
But the Human Sovereign Pagoda was uncontrollable.
Everything had reached an impasse.
Hum—
At this moment, a crescent moon mark appeared between his eyebrows, flowing with hazy radiance.
In an instant, all the eerie power was blocked and dissipated.
Everything, everything, came to a halt.
A look of astonishment crossed Ye Chen's face. He dispersed all his techniques and discovered the eerie power had truly vanished. He also reached out to touch the moon mark between his eyebrows, falling silent in contemplation.
What exactly was this Moon Mark? It had followed him through his past and present lives, always appearing mysterious. To this day, he still hadn't been able to understand what the Moon Mark truly was, but it could block the eerie power's memory erosion.
This filled him with amazement and confusion, for it was inexplicable.
But he didn't dwell on it further, for his emotions were continuously surging and unsettled. Too many events had occurred today, making his mind boil, unable to calm.
Especially regarding Old Yan's ancient ring. No wonder it had acted strangely when approaching Dark Night City. It turned out it had originally appeared in the hands of Tai Sheng Huang during the Mythical Era, worn by him. This wasn't difficult to explain.
After all, the Dark Night Sovereign was Tai Sheng Huang's disciple.
A true Emperor and Sovereign could transform the mundane into the miraculous. Even an ordinary object, after staying by an Emperor and Sovereign's side for long, would become extraordinary. The ancient ring he wore would naturally be no exception.
But how did Tai Sheng Huang's ancient ring end up in Old Yan's hands? Moreover, this ancient ring had never displayed much of its due power. It merely had a large internal space and occasionally glowed. Aside from that, it had no special uses.
But Ye Chen didn't believe it. What kind of existence were Emperors and Sovereigns? They could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Heavenly Dao. Any ordinary object in their hands would become extraordinary. There must be great secrets within.
It's just that Ye Chen couldn't uncover them yet.
He believed that one day, all secrets would be revealed.