Fantasy: I'll do the hacking, and you'll suffer the side effects!

188: The owner of the parchment scroll? The sea of ​​gods is forbidden to any living creature!The wooden boat floating out was very small, just like the one in Qin Han’s hand, palm-sized, exquisite and delicate, nothing like the giant one from before.

Not to mention the eerie and gloomy atmosphere.

This river was formed from Spiritual Qi, crystal clear and radiant with brilliant light, giving one a feeling of Soul purification and complete comfort upon approaching it.

He had seen countless rivers, and the Golden Scale River was considered a legend in Eastern Que Spirit State.

But such a river was definitely a rare item; if placed outside, it would surely cause ancient nations to wage war.

When Qin Han tried to reach out and touch the wooden boat, his body suddenly trembled, his head felt dizzy, and he nearly fell to the ground.

Before him, a scene of stars, sun, and moon falling seemed to appear, with vast Chaos Qi sweeping across the heavens and earth, as if it could overturn at any moment.

After an unknown period, the dizziness in his mind gradually disappeared, and the world before his eyes returned to clarity.

A gentle breeze swept past, and a middle-aged man in a black robe walked out beside him, his facial features indistinguishable, only a lonely silhouette could be captured.

He placed the wooden boat on the river, and it gradually drifted away.

“Alas…”

A faint sigh seemed to come from the long river of time, carrying confusion and sorrow, and an indescribable loneliness.

“Where is the Immortal Ascension path?”

The same question was asked again, and the man in black robes stepped out, a drop of bright red blood suddenly falling from his fingertip onto the wooden boat.

However, it was this single drop of blood that imbued the wooden boat with the power of time, making it eerie and gloomy.

The man in black robes set off towards the boundless and vast Dao path, attempting to find the legendary Immortal Ascension path.

Once his figure completely vanished, the scene before Qin Han also dissipated.

He could sense the man’s emotions; his heart suddenly throbbed with pain, and his eyes were filled with desolation.

“He came to the Taigu Divine Nest and left behind the wooden boat and a drop of blood here.”

“The power of time eroded the boat, gathering all of its owner’s original sorrow, enduring endlessly through countless years, eventually becoming eerie.”

“This person… perhaps he is the owner of the sheepskin scroll, the old monster mentioned by Senior Bixi?” Qin Han pondered in his heart.

This conjecture was not unfounded; the scroll could devour and subdue the eerie power from the Ghost Ship.

However, this alone was not convincing enough; Qin Han still needed to follow his footsteps and continue forward.

“Perhaps the Kunpeng Nest will hold the answer,” Qin Han thought to himself.

Rubbing the wooden boat in his hand, when his finger touched the dried bloodstain, the scene of all the stars falling and the heavens and earth overturning reappeared before his eyes.

This indicated the terrifying strength of the owner of this drop of blood.

It was highly possible that he was an existence who had attained the Emperor rank, just as the legends stated!

Suddenly, Wu De exclaimed with joyful surprise, “There’s a section of Divine Wood here!”

Qin Han looked up and saw a golden portal at the origin of the Spiritual Qi river, with a section of rotten wood, soaked for many years and almost decayed, lying across the entrance, yet still radiating a brilliant, incomparably splendid divine glow.

From its appearance, this section of Divine Wood should have been just a branch, but it was as thick as a large vat, with mysterious patterns imprinted all over it, seemingly revealing some truth of heaven and earth.

“This thing looks familiar, Daoist Priest seems to have seen it somewhere,” Wu De frowned in thought.

He suddenly remembered something and slapped his thigh, “I remember now, this thing is very likely the legendary Jianmu!”

“Are you sure?” Qin Han said, startled.

“Jianmu was the first living being born between heaven and earth when the Archaic Great Thousand World first opened, supporting the heavens and suppressing the abyss, the ancestor of all things.”

“If this is truly a part of Jianmu, then that’s truly unbelievable,” the God-Slaying Stone spoke out.

The battle not far away grew even fiercer, with both the Yao Race and the Sea Race sending large reinforcements; blood was the main theme of this world, with corpses everywhere, a truly gruesome sight.

Qin Han casually scooped up a few corpses and threw them into the furnace, instantly refining them, feeling the progress of his skin and flesh refinement, a glint flashing in his eyes.

“This place is not bound by the rules of heaven and earth!” Qin Han’s heart trembled.

One must know that not long ago, he tried to forge his skin and flesh into ‘Divine’ within the Fire Spirit Shell, but was blocked by an inexplicable force, unable to make any progress.

Now, in the world he was transported to by the Taigu ancient formation, he was actually unrestricted, completely unbound.

Qin Han’s eyes lit up; he saw hope beyond the Extreme Boundary.

“Fatty, you said earlier that this is the Kunpeng Dao field?” Qin Han suddenly asked.

“Yes, what’s wrong?”

“This Kunpeng, during its lifetime, must have been an existence comparable to a Great Emperor, to be able to establish a Dao field with projections of the Three Thousand Great Daos.”

Wu De was bewildered, not understanding why Qin Han was bringing this up at this moment.

Qin Han poured the refined life essence Qi into his limbs and bones, using his divine bone as a foundation, radiating and spreading in all directions.

In just a few breaths, he felt his muscles and skin become even tougher.

“What time is it and you’re still Cultivating? Daoist Priest will get the Jianmu first!”

Saying that, Wu De’s large hand reached directly towards the rotten wood.

However, with just a touch, the entire piece of wood instantly decayed and collapsed, turning into dust and flowing into the river.

“Ah?” Wu De was immediately stunned, then cried out, “My treasure!”

The uses of Jianmu were infinite; it was not an exaggeration to call it the most precious treasure in the world.

Among them, Jianmu leaves were of great benefit to a living being’s Cultivation, and perhaps could still be seen in some extremely ancient forces today.

This item contained the profound mysteries of heaven and earth; simply holding a leaf while Cultivating could lead to rapid progress, making it a supreme treasure.

“Get lost!”

A violent tremor came from beside them; golden waves swept across the sky, instantly shaking several great Yao into bloodied mud, killing them on the spot.

The perpetrator was the young man holding the sea god’s halberd, his golden battle armor especially striking, his eyes brilliant like sapphires, so handsome as to be somewhat demonic.

In terms of appearance, he was the only man present who could be compared to Qin Han.

Golden waves surged, and this person was in the midst of a vast ocean, his essence, Qi, and spirit fused into one, like a blazing furnace, incomparably radiant, his gaze sweeping across the entire scene, looking down upon all under heaven.

Violent roars constantly echoed through heaven and earth; large numbers of treasures and Divine Weapons suppressed him, vowing to kill him.

“Just you rotten fish and shrimp?”

The young man wielded his golden trident, sweeping it out, unleashing a monstrous killing intent, possessing a magnificent Aura of one man holding off ten thousand.

And those treasures and Divine Weapons, once struck, immediately cracked and fell to the ground, not a single one remaining intact.

“Divine Spirit Sea Domain, living beings forbidden!”

The young man, holding the sea god’s halberd, had an overwhelming Aura and a piercing gaze, his oppressive might sweeping out, giving immense pressure.

The Yao Race instinctively retreated; this young man was too ferocious, though he was only at the Divine Palace Realm, he gave off the terrifying pressure of a powerful expert at the Self-Severing Realm.

Like a god.

Before long, a group of humanoid Sea Race members wearing golden armor appeared.

Their expressions were cold, some even held golden twin scissors, and the Divine Palace hovering above their heads had dragons roaring, shaking the four seas.

“Those who dare to oppose the Sea God lineage shall be executed without mercy!”