Chapter 415: People of the Northern Dark Holy Land are the Most Benevolent!

"Ahhh—"

Dense crowds of people rushed toward the passage.

Suddenly, screams of agony broke out.

Several figures exploded directly, their heads and bodies separated, blood splattering high in the sky, a sight too gruesome to behold.

"That's Old Ancestor Blood Cloud!"

"That old thing is actually still alive?"

"Back in the day, he was a notorious evil cultivator. To practice evil arts, he slaughtered cities multiple times—his crimes were heinous!"

"Later, he was wanted by the Immortal Dynasty and went into hiding everywhere. Gradually, there was no more news of him. I didn't expect him to still be in this world!"

"He was already at the Soul Transformation Stage, and his age doesn't fit the requirements at all. He actually tried to break into the Heavenly Ruins, only to be wiped out directly by the rules. Even his Primordial Spirit couldn't escape!"

"He probably figured his Lifespan was nearly at its end and wanted to take a gamble!"

"…"

People discussed animatedly, yet they weren't surprised, merely watching for the excitement.

Every time the Heavenly Ruins opened.

Similar situations would occur.

Everyone knew the rules of the Heavenly Ruins, but when the time actually came, there were always those willing to put everything on the line, betting on a one-in-a-million chance.

"What if they were the exception?"

"What if the rules of the Heavenly Ruins were incomplete?"

Especially those old monsters with very little Lifespan left.

If they didn't fight for it, they could only wait for death.

If they were lucky enough to get in and find a precious medicine to extend their life within the Heavenly Ruins, it would be a huge gain!

Unfortunately, in all these years, a lucky individual had yet to appear.

Soon.

A few more screams rang out.

Clearly, several old monsters disguised as young people had been wiped out by the rules.

In the distance.

Some other old things who also planned to fish in troubled waters saw the fate of these people and were instantly struck with fear, no longer daring to step forward… These were just interludes.

The vast majority of the Prodigies entered the Heavenly Ruins smoothly.

Disappearing from sight.

"Brother Xiao, you can bring forth the Magic Treasure now!" Su Muyu, a Grand Elder of the Qiankun Holy Land, spoke with a beaming smile.

Hearing this, everyone present looked toward Xiao Chenzhou of the Absolute Beginning Holy Land.

The Absolute Beginning Holy Land possessed a Magic Treasure.

Named the Grotto-Heaven Mirror.

It could use the remaining connections between the Heavenly Ruins and the outside world to successfully scout the scenes inside the Heavenly Ruins and display them before everyone.

Although it couldn't compare to the Kunlun Mirror, a Supreme treasure of the Kunlun Holy Land.

This was, after all, a Magic Treasure of a local power in the Northern Region.

Over the years of the Prodigy Assembly, the major powers had basically grown accustomed to using it.

After all, the Heavenly Ruins was no ordinary place.

There were indeed many dangers inside, and dying in there meant truly dying.

No family's Prodigies were mass-produced.

They had to keep an eye on them to feel at ease.

Xiao Chenzhou didn't hesitate either. He spread his sleeves and pinched a hand seal, and a round stone mirror suddenly flew out, suspended in the sky, releasing waves of mysterious green light that outlined clear images… It was a dim world.

There was no firmament, no white clouds or blue sky, no stars, sun, or moon; instead, it was like a massive pitch-black curtain.

Looking down from this bird's-eye view.

One could see that on a vast, gray land, one Prodigy after another fell randomly like pieces on a chessboard.

As if sensing their appearance.

This long-silent world began to frequently erupt with violent noises.

To the east.

A cold, gray peak suddenly split down the middle.

Treasure light radiated in all directions, and dense runes reflected across the heavens like stars.

Amidst the dazzling light, a tripod-shaped ancient treasure loomed, appearing quite extraordinary.

"An exotic treasure has appeared so quickly!"

"Judging by this commotion, it's at least an Earth Immortal Artifact!"

"…"

To the south.

On a certain desolate hillside, multicolored mist shrouded the area as if time and space were inverted.

Within that mist, runes circulated, clearly concealing a Restriction.

Vaguely visible on that land were all sorts of rare flowers and exotic herbs growing vigorously, breathing in the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, seemingly showing signs of taking human form.

That was actually an ancient herb garden.

"Incredible! Looking at those runes and phenomena, this herb garden has existed for at least a hundred thousand years; perhaps there are even Immortal Herbs hidden within!"

"These little brats really have good luck!"

"…"

To the west.

An Azure Dragon, whose Physical Body had long since withered into white bones, roared toward the sky. Its skeleton shimmered with profound light, etched with mysterious runes, and the aura it emitted shook the world, as if even this Void Realm could not withstand it.

Behind it.

A Bronze Mausoleum stood quietly.

As if it had buried a period of time.

"This mausoleum is very unfamiliar. In past Prodigy Assemblies, it seems no one has ever encountered it!"

"Hiss, is it another Opportunity appearing for the first time?"

"Often, these kinds of Opportunities that haven't appeared for tens of thousands of years contain Supreme treasures. Perhaps a Supreme from the near-ancient era lies within that mausoleum!"

"…"

Outside, many powerful experts cried out in surprise.

There were many exotic treasures and Opportunities within the Heavenly Ruins.

But to have them blooming everywhere like this right at the start was simply unheard of.

After all, according to experience.

The more precious a treasure, the better it could stay hidden.

The more Supreme a thing in the world, the more it would wait for its destined person.

If the destined person didn't arrive, an ordinary person wouldn't find it even if they searched with a map!

"Given this momentum, could it be that an Emperor Scripture will appear this time?"

Someone whispered, instantly causing a stir.

Everyone said that there were Emperor Scriptures passed down in the Heavenly Ruins, but for at least a hundred thousand years, this had only been a legend.

"With so many Children of Luck entering at once, no matter how much the Heavenly Ruins has hidden away, it's bound to be picked clean!" Wang Mu sat leisurely in his chair with his legs crossed, thinking to himself… Inside the Heavenly Ruins.

As exotic treasures appeared in various places.

The young Prodigies all became active and restless.

One after another, they rushed toward those treasure-hiding spots.

The Taixu Sect was also a long-renowned major sect in the Northern Region. This time, a total of ten Prodigies had entered the Heavenly Ruins.

After some discussion, they decided to head for the nearest treasure-hiding spot to the east.

A white rainbow had just soared into the sky there; there should be divine weapons and Sharp Weapons appearing.

However.

Just as they were about to set off, a group of people blocked their path.

The opposing group was led by three women and two men.

The women were all peerless beauties, each with her own unique charm, making one's head spin.

As for the two men, one was clad in a black robe, carrying a heavy ruler on his back, standing with his arms crossed.

The other lagged at least two body lengths behind the others, with a thin, dark face and a pure, kind gaze, looking somewhat simple-minded.

The five stood at the very front.

Behind them were a full thirty-odd young men and women with powerful auras.

They gradually formed a semi-circle, surrounding them.

The leading Disciple of the Taixu Sect was named He Xia. Seeing this formation, he immediately felt a surge of panic.

"Senior Brother, what should we do? They don't seem to come with good intentions!"

Beside him, a woman with a face like a peach blossom and a curvaceous figure exuding a strong sense of flirtatiousness acted frightened, hiding half her body behind He Xia.

He Xia took a deep breath, squeezed the woman's hand, and smiled, "Junior Sister Wanwan, don't worry! They are the Saintesses of the Northern Dark Holy Land and the Kunlun Holy Land; I've seen them before! Although our Taixu Sect is not a subsidiary power of the Northern Dark Holy Land, our relationship hasn't been bad over the years. Nothing will happen!"

After saying that, he took a few steps forward, cupped his hands, and smiled, "He Xia of the Taixu Sect greets the Kunlun Saintess, the Beiming Saintess, and everyone else!"

He was polite and refined, leaving no room for criticism.

Xiao Wanmeng merely nodded, her gaze passing right over him.

Then she looked down, glanced at a small notebook in her hand, scanned the crowd again, and finally locked her gaze on the sweet Junior Sister behind He Xia.

This single glance.

Caused a flash of panic to appear in that sweet Junior Sister's eyes.

"Are you called Liu Wanwan?" Xiao Wanmeng stared at her and asked.

Liu Wanwan bit her lip and didn't reply, looking somewhat nervous and afraid.

He Xia hurriedly said, "Junior Sister Wanwan, don't be afraid. Like the Young Lord of the Wang Family, the people of the Northern Dark Holy Land are all generous and benevolent. Their speaking to you should be because they want to be close and friendly with you!"

As he spoke, he even gave Liu Wanwan an encouraging push forward by two steps.

As if hearing his words.

Liu Wanwan plucked up her courage, looked up, and gave an "mm": "It's me!"

"Slap!"

Just as she finished speaking, an extremely crisp sound of a slap echoed across the wilderness.

Instantly.

The entire place fell into a dead silence.