Chapter 131: Ancient Artifacts Left with Dao Rhythm

Chapter 131: Ancient Artifacts Left with Dao Rhythm

"Ruins? I naturally understand that."

Li Fan was a regular visitor to the Congyun Sea.

He was no stranger to the ruins scattered across the seabed of the Congyun Sea.

"Do you mean these ruins belong to that lost civilization?" Li Fan asked.

Zhao Erbao shook his head: "No, no, these ruins are all local to the Congyun Sea…"

"That's not right either…"

Zhao Erbao scratched his head and gestured a circle with his hands: "The place now known as the Congyun Sea wasn't originally a sea."

Li Fan was slightly startled.

He heard Zhao Erbao continue: "This place was originally land. But one day…"

"It was suddenly flooded by seawater."

"Those ruins at the bottom of the Congyun Sea belong to the civilization that once lived on that land."

"Flooded by seawater…" Scenes he had seen at the seabed flashed through Li Fan's mind.

The exit of the Great Xuan was an abyss at the seabed.

The entrance to the Li Realm was a well among the seabed ruins.

Refining the Clone and searching for the heavenly crystal spirit sand also took place in a large seabed relic.

…

He had often witnessed these scattered seabed ruins, and he had also seen the Congyun Sea dry up.

Since it could change from sea to mountain, wasn't it possible that this sea had once not been a sea?

Theoretically, he should have easily raised such a question.

But…

Something was disturbing his thoughts.

Making him consciously or unconsciously ignore this point.

He even actively sought other reasons for the formation of the seabed ruins, such as attributing them to islands destroyed by wind disasters.

Now, looking back, these continuous ruins at the seabed didn't resemble submerged islands at all.

"This method of disturbing the mind is very similar to that of the Celestial Venerable of Longevity. But comparatively, it's slightly weaker. Once one realizes it, they won't be affected again."

"Above Dao Integration, below Longevity, huh…"

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Li Fan's mind.

Meanwhile, Zhao Erbao continued speaking unhurriedly.

"And the artifacts I've collected all belong to a completely different civilization."

"It appeared suddenly, as if falling from the sky."

"Just like…"

Li Fan suddenly spoke: "Just like the Congyun Sea?"

Zhao Erbao slapped his thigh excitedly: "Exactly!"

"Back then, with this doubt, I searched everywhere at the bottom of the Congyun Sea, digging everywhere."

"After studying the fault lines of the seabed in various places, I made a startling discovery."

"You see, mountains and rivers change easily. Perhaps one day, this vast Congyun Sea will turn back into land."

"But this transformation process often takes years or even decades."

"But!"

Zhao Erbao raised his voice and repeated: "But!"

"Back then, this place changed from land to sea in just an instant!"

Zhao Erbao grew more excited as he spoke. He walked over to the miniature model of the Congyun Sea in the room.

He pointed, and the seawater in the model gathered into a ball, flying into Zhao Erbao's palm.

The sunken model also slowly restored to its original state.

"Just like this!"

He held a ball of seawater in his hand, then suddenly slammed it down.

"Bang!"

Under the slap, the ground sank deeply, and seawater gushed out from between his fingers, instantly filling the entire depression.

Mulberry fields turned into vast seas—indeed, it was just a single slap!

Li Fan couldn't help but recall the topographic map of the Congyun Sea's surroundings he had seen before.

So it wasn't "as if," but "was" a gap forcibly carved out of the continent by someone!

"That slap, that slap…"

Li Fan imagined the scene, dazzled and unable to control himself.

Zhao Erbao also withdrew his hand, staring blankly at the reformed model of the Congyun Sea, lost in thought.

After a long silence, Zhao Erbao slowly spoke again: "The artifacts I've collected should have been carried here along with the endless seawater."

Li Fan suddenly recalled the two human skeletons he had seen at Master Yin's place.

"They were not the same kind of people."

"So that's how it is."

Although the great powers above Dao Integration could distort people's thoughts and conceal their traces,

There were always all kinds of geniuses in the world who could detect what had happened in the world through various clues.

His spiritual sense grew calmer; it seemed Zhao Erbao wasn't lying.

Li Fan pondered for a moment and then asked: "The attachments on these artifacts you mentioned—are they related to that slap?"

Zhao Erbao hesitated for a moment but finally confessed: "That slap that formed the Congyun Sea was so powerful it was nearly akin to the Dao."

"These objects carried along with it inevitably became tainted with a trace of Dao rhythm."

"Buried deep at the seabed, even after thousands of years, that Dao rhythm still lingers on them."

"A single piece has a faint Dao rhythm, imperceptible."

"But the more collected, these residual Dao rhythms resonate with each other and become more apparent."

"If they reach a certain quantity, it might be possible to reproduce the complete Dao rhythm."

"To witness the grandeur of that slap."

Hearing this, the hint from Li Fan's spiritual sense finally dissipated.

"So this is my Opportunity."

"The Sea-Overturning Slap…"

Seeing Li Fan remain silent for a long time, Zhao Erbao cautiously continued: "The reason I didn't use a storage ring to transfer these artifacts before is that these residual Dao rhythms are extremely fragile."

"If I put them in and take them out, it might destroy the remaining Dao rhythm on them."

"So I had to do it manually."

Li Fan nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

"Come, take me to see the Dao rhythm of this Sea-Overturning Slap!"

Zhao Erbao dared not refuse. He led Li Fan down the stairs along the rock pillar to the largest storage room.

Inside, hundreds of artifacts of various styles were displayed.

There were porcelain vases, porcelain bowls, bronze tripods, and even common household iron pots and shovels.

Li Fan closed his eyes to sense.

Indeed, a peculiar rhythm was flowing slowly in the storage room.

However, it was still very weak, making it difficult to comprehend any Divine Ability from it.

"About how many more pieces are needed to strengthen this thread of Dao rhythm to a comprehensible level?" Li Fan asked.

Zhao Erbao looked troubled: "That's hard to say. At the very least, I'd need several times the amount I've currently collected."

"These artifacts are scattered across the seabed. Collecting them alone is extremely difficult."

"But." He paused, glanced at Li Fan, and said: "If that young girl with the spiritual treasure physique helps, it would certainly be easier."

Li Fan smiled enigmatically.

"Then you'd better hurry. You don't have much time left."

He raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Erbao's brow.

"From now on, you will work for me."