Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 583: Chapter 587: Immortal Tears Green Gold Book

A Rotten Copper Plate, thin as paper and mottled with green rust, was engraved with densely packed, fly-head-sized tiny characters. It emanated a mysterious Qi Mechanism, like traces of the Dao.

Daoist Duan De’s eyes immediately lit up, shooting out two terrifying beams of light as he lunged like a savage wolf to snatch the Rotten Copper Plate.

“BANG!”

Ye Fan and the barbarian struck almost simultaneously. At such close range, the three of them collided physically, producing a thunderous roar that violently shook the Crow’s Nest.

Daoist Duan De grunted and stumbled back, blood gushing from both hands. The webbing between his thumbs and forefingers on both hands was torn open, and crimson blood surged out.

In this world, very few could compare to Ye Fan and the barbarian in terms of physical prowess. Even an Emperor of a Divine Dynasty would suffer in such a confrontation.

That Daoist Duan De’s hands were only bleeding and not pulverized was a testament to his strength and formidability; his physical body was remarkably resilient.

“What do you mean by that?” Dongfang Ye glared, staring at Daoist Duan De while handing the Rotten Copper Plate to Ye Fan.

“I just want to take a look.” Daoist Duan De ignored his injuries, his expression one of extreme excitement as he recklessly pressed closer.

His eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the Rotten Copper Plate, his gaze so profound it seemed he wished to see straight through the green copper, almost immersing his entire Heart Spirit into it.

Others might not have known, but Ye Fan understood perfectly. Years ago, before the Eastern Wastelands Demon Emperor’s tomb, the Mortal World’s Supreme Treasure, the green copper block, had appeared. It had been plain and unremarkable, and Daoist Duan De had missed his chance, an event that had left a lasting regret.

At this moment, as Daoist Duan De stared at the Green Copper Plate, countless thoughts must have flooded his mind, compelling him to try and seize it for a closer look.

Simultaneously, Ye Fan also felt a stir in his heart; could this Rotten Copper Plate truly have some connection to the green copper block within his body?

He held it in his hand, examining it carefully, while the barbarian stood guard in front, brandishing his Wolf-toothed Stick and eying Daoist Duan De with utmost vigilance.

“This is…” Ye Fan’s expression changed. He was shocked, his brow furrowing as he stared at the densely packed tiny characters.

“What did you discover? Let me take a look!” Daoist Duan De’s breathing became ragged.

“What’s written on it?” The old blind man also leaned in, his interest piqued, staring intently at the Green Copper Plate.

Jue Youqing also stepped forward, her beautiful eyes shimmering with Divine Radiance as she gazed at the ancient, green-rusted copper plate, her face a mask of confusion and bewilderment.

“I don’t recognize a single character,” Ye Fan said. Everyone had been waiting for him to continue, only to hear this.

“Let me see.” The old blind man and Daoist Duan De reached out simultaneously, but Dongfang Ye immediately thrust his large club horizontally, blocking them.

“Unless you are Ancient beings, it’s impossible to recognize these. These are the most ancient Divine Symbols,” Ye Fan said, shaking his head.

He had now confirmed that this copper plate likely had no connection to the green copper block in his body, as there were no unusual fluctuations between them.

Moreover, he felt a scorching heat, like fire, emanating from this Green Copper Plate, along with an inexplicable Dao charm that was vastly different from the green copper within him.

“This is…” This time, Dongfang Ye didn’t stop them. Several people gathered around to observe, all staring at the copper plate, then looking at each other, perplexed.

These were ancient Divine Symbols, a script shared by myriad Ancient Clans in antiquity, rumored to have been created by ancient gods. It was the most ancient of all, used universally by all races.

Daoist Duan De finally got the chance to touch the copper plate. “This isn’t green copper…” he murmured.

He seemed distracted for a moment, then became indignant. “Once, a Supreme Treasure of the Mortal World was right in front of me, and I, damn it… Alas!”

“That fatty is obsessed!” the barbarian sneered.

Ye Fan complained inwardly, This damned fatty is truly fixated. It seems missing out on the green copper block back then really traumatized him.

At this moment, the old blind man’s eyes widened. Daoist Duan De had stopped trying to snatch it, but now he looked like he wanted to make a move. Ye Fan warily retreated, not letting him see.

“I just want a glance, I won’t snatch it! By the way, you look familiar. Are you one of my clients? I sold you an Immortal Burial Map.”

Ye Fan rolled his eyes and said, “You old swindler! You claimed it was the only copy, but you printed over a thousand. How many people did you con?”

“Who conned anyone? It’s absolutely genuine! Otherwise, how would you have found this place?” the old blind man grumbled, putting on an air of an honest merchant.

Everyone was speechless. All the Immortal Burial Maps circulating in the market were sold by him. It could be said that, aside from a few major powers, everyone who came here was his client.

Jue Youqing suddenly spoke, “Artifacts from ancient times that have survived to this day without decaying must be inscribed with supreme symbols. Otherwise, even peerless treasures would have long returned to dust.”

“This is Immortal Tears Green Gold!” Daoist Duan De finally realized, his eyes widening. He stretched out his plump hands, wanting to snatch it again, and the old blind man was no different.

Ye Fan was speechless. These two were just like the Black Emperor, wanting to snatch any treasure they saw.

“This truly is a piece of Immortal Tears Green Gold! It’s the same Divine Material as the Immortal Tear Tower left by the West Emperor Mother, and it’s inscribed with Supreme Divine Patterns!”

They finally confirmed that this Rotten Copper Plate was extraordinary, not as shabby as it appeared on the surface.

“Damn it, what a spendthrift! Such an outrageous spendthrift, using Immortal Tears Green Gold to forge a single page of writing! How can others even compare? Even a Great Emperor might not be able to gather enough holy divine relics to refine their Extreme Dao Holy Weapon!” Daoist Duan De exclaimed.

“So extravagant! This is the legendary Immortal Tears Green Gold! Currently, only Jade Lake possesses a piece, forged into the West Emperor Tower. There’s no other piece to be found,” the old blind man also lamented, feeling the pain.

However, despite their words, they all kept inching closer, trying to memorize the Divine Ancient Characters on the page.

It was obvious now; anyone would understand that daring to use Immortal Tears Green Gold as paper to record these characters meant they were priceless. These words were undoubtedly extraordinary!

“OUCH!”

“Damn it!”

Daoist Duan De and the old blind man cursed simultaneously, a sharp pain shooting through their heads as they staggered back, their faces etched with horror.

“This Immortal Tears Green Gold Paper truly contains Supreme Divine Patterns. Trying to memorize these Divine Ancient Characters with a divine scan is incredibly difficult,” they both said.

Ye Fan stared at it for a long time but couldn’t recognize a single character. Even though he knew it was a page of Immortal Treasure, he couldn’t read it and could only stare helplessly.

“In the Western Desert, on Sumeru Mountain, there are those who recognize these ancient Divine Symbols,” Jue Youqing said. She was very serene, her voice slightly magnetic and pleasant to the ear.

Sumeru Mountain, a transcendent place, was incredibly mysterious. Many believed an Ancient Buddha might still be alive there, and no one dared to trespass.

“If I get the chance, I’ll definitely go to Sumeru Mountain to seek guidance,” Ye Fan said. But right now, he wouldn’t go even if it cost him his life.

Even Siddhartha Gautama had retreated from the Western Desert and became a taboo figure. Ye Fan, also hailing from the other shore of the Starry Sky, couldn’t imagine what would happen if the people of Sumeru Mountain discovered his origins.

“Later, we’ll kidnap an Ancient being and make them read it,” Dongfang Ye said brazenly, treating the powerful Ancient Clans as if they were mere chickens and ducks.

Ye Fan felt the Green Copper Plate was too precious and was hesitant to accept it. “This is too precious,” he said.

“An ancient Saint’s Transformation left behind the only holy bone—tempered a thousand times and indestructible. It can be said to contain all his life’s mysteries, a peerless divine object. Yet you didn’t hesitate to hand it to me. You should definitely keep this Green Copper Plate as well,” Dongfang Ye said.

Ultimately, both of them put away their respective treasures, feeling immensely satisfied and inwardly thrilled.

“This Wolf Fang Club will surely be restored to a Saint Weapon in the future, and it will definitely be incredibly powerful. After all, it has absorbed the entire essence of a Saint!” Daoist Duan De muttered.

“The Immortal Tears Green Gold Paper is full of uncertainty, but perhaps in the future, an Immortal Scripture can be translated from it!” the old blind man murmured, clutching the Divine Egg.

The five of them left the Crow’s Nest, fearing an encounter with adult Golden Crows. They made a swift escape and reappeared in another mountain range.

“Another puddle… It’s Divine Source Liquid!” Daoist Duan De exclaimed, lunging towards it. It had to be said, the fatty’s luck was incredibly strong.

This time, he had discovered a puddle about a square foot in size, also formed from Divine Source Liquid. Its divine radiance was brilliant, illuminating the surrounding Ancient Woods with a jade-like green luminescence.

“So much Divine Source Liquid! I could coat my entire body with a layer. I think it could seal me for eight or ten thousand years! If I sold this to those Sacred Lands, I could definitely exchange it for a King’s Divine Weapon!”

The old blind man’s eyes turned red with envy. “Don’t you know Tombology? Quickly find out where that divine spirit is buried! We need to dig up that coffin before those Emperors and Demon Lords beat us to it again, or we’ll get nothing!”

Daoist Duan De calmed down, staring blankly at this small world. “Why do I feel like every place here is suitable for burial? It truly deserves to be called an Immortal Burial Land.”

This small world wasn’t vast, but digging through every mountain would be an exhausting task.

Ye Fan stepped forward. Using the Source Heavenly Divine Technique, he observed the Earth Formation, searched for the dragon vein, locked onto the orientation of heaven and earth, and peered into heavenly secrets, trying to locate the Immortal Burial Ground.

“This Inner World is even more mystical than the Immortal Lying Down Map outside!” He frowned, staring at a ridge among the mountains. “Look, doesn’t that resemble an Immortal Corpse Map?”

Everyone focused their gaze. The more they observed, the more it looked like it. Lush shrubbery and cascading spiritual waterfalls resembled flowing blood, depicting an immortal lying in death, fallen amidst the mountains.

“It must be buried there!”

Ye Fan provided the Map of Heaven and Earth, and Daoist Duan De quickly made his deduction. The next step was to see how he would find the tomb.

The five of them were invigorated. They manifested a river of stars, transforming it into a waterfall that leaped over the mountains, bringing them before this strange ridge where they halted.

“It looks like a heavenly scar embedded here!” the old blind man gasped.

The mountain range had a peculiar shape, resembling an immortal lying in death, yet it emanated the Qi Mechanism of the Heavenly Dao. As soon as they drew near, it was as if they could hear someone chanting ancient scriptures.

The grand and profound rhythm of the Great Dao resonated, seemingly descending from the Nine Heavens, continuously drilling into their ears. Yet, no one could hear it clearly, making them feel agitated.

“It is indeed a place of profound mystery,” Jue Youqing remarked, the Bodhi Branch in her hand flowing with a green haze.

“While those Emperors, Demon Lords, and Divine Monks are still searching elsewhere, let’s hurry inside and claim the Immortal Burial!” Dongfang Ye urged.

Daoist Duan De circled the mountain ridge once, then ascended a withered cliff. “This mountain must not be challenged head-on, or disaster will surely follow. We enter from here.”

On the withered cliff was an Ancient Cave. It was located where the mouth of the immortal lying in death would be and led deep into the Earth Vein.

The moment they entered the Ancient Cave, everyone’s expression changed. Their divine energy was severely suppressed, and a supreme pressure emanated from the depths of the Earth Vein, almost forcing them to their knees.

“This aura is comparable to that of an ancient Great Emperor, similar to reactivated peak weapons!”

Ye Fan had experienced the great battle in the Northern Divine City. Back then, someone had tried to kill Divine King Jiang and had even borrowed peak weapons. He had personally witnessed the reactivation of two peak weapons, which had nearly devastated the surrounding land for countless miles.

“There must be the corpse of an ancient god here!” Daoist Duan De, an authority on Tombology, made this judgment.

“A god! All signs indicate that they might truly exist in this world, and we are about to witness it!” the old blind man muttered.

Divine Thought had already emerged. If no god was buried here, it would be inexplicable. Everyone was thrilled; perhaps they were about to witness a divine miracle!