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

220: A strange ancient formation! Open the stone gate!Facing Qin Han’s sarcastic remarks, Jiekong showed no anger on the surface, but he was calculating how to give him a ‘proper’ lesson.

If he hadn’t seen the divine manifestation on him, along with the Immortal Bones hidden beneath his tough skin, and the Human Ancestral Mark emerging on his face, Jiekong wouldn’t have wasted words.

He would have directly snatched Zhe Changsheng’s corpse with a raise of his hand.

Who among the living beings present would dare to object?

But now, things were vastly different.

Leaving aside Qin Han’s true strength for the moment, simply based on their similar Realms, he wasn’t absolutely confident he could defeat him.

Unless he allowed Devilish Qi to fully enter his body, transforming into a Demonic Monk, his combat power would increase tenfold.

Otherwise, at most, he would be evenly matched with Qin Han, or even at a four-six disadvantage.

A single set of Immortal Bones was enough to rival a Minor Achievement Vajra Imperishable Divine Body.

In other words, Jiekong had no advantage whatsoever in terms of his Physical Body.

Yet, even without choosing to openly confront him, he was still calculating how to obtain the corpse from Xuan Nu of the Toad Palace.

The Origin of a Minor Achievement Divine Body was not to be underestimated; if he could completely devour it, his own Vajra Imperishable Divine Body would surely take a significant step forward.

The Major Achievement Realm would be within reach!

With this thought, Jiekong dismissed the Miscellaneous in his mind, clasped his hands, and said, “Qin Han’s words are reasonable; breaking through the stone door is the key.”

Qin Han was quite surprised to hear this; this fellow was notoriously stubborn, yet now he wasn’t arguing with him.

Something abnormal must be afoot!

“This bald monk isn’t secretly setting a trap for me, is he?” Qin Han narrowed his eyes, secretly on guard.

It could be said that currently within the Taigu Divine Nest, apart from the unknown dangers inside, only the Emperor Rank Luck Child Luo Mou and the Barren Ancient Pure Land Buddhist posed a threat to him.

Aside from them, no one could put pressure on him.

Not even the Sea God’s Descendant.

“Since you, Monk, are so enlightened, why don’t you try pushing the door?” Qin Han suggested.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately drew many gazes.

Although they didn’t speak, the hope in their eyes clearly expressed their attitude.

Jiekong immediately became the target of all eyes, but his expression showed no panic; he merely said, “amitabha, a monastic does not rejoice in material things; Qin Han, please proceed.”

“According to you, when you see treasures later, you don’t plan to make a move?” Qin Han chuckled lightly, not believing a single punctuation mark he uttered.

These cultivators of Buddhism were extremely cunning, full of talk about benevolence and morality, but in reality, their Heart-Nature was dirtier than anyone else’s.

Especially this red-lipped, white-toothed bald monk in front of him.

He was the most insidious.

“If the fate is not there, I will not force it,” Jiekong said.

His thick skin was beyond imagination; even Xuan Nu of the Toad Palace, despite her good Heart-Nature and pleasant disposition, couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

“When it comes to shamelessness, you’re truly skilled,” Qin Han said, giving him a thumbs-up to his face.

Then, he took two steps forward and said, “Since everyone wants a guinea pig, then I, Qin, will take on that role today.”

With that, he came to the ancient tree beside the stone door, holding the White Tiger Spear and thrusting it out, attempting to carve open a passage.

Yan Taiyin saw his actions, and a faint hint of schadenfreude appeared in his eyes.

As expected, the moment the White Tiger Spear touched the ancient tree, a series of runes cascaded down like waves, violently pushing Qin Han back.

“Boom!”

Immediately after, a powerful, wild force exploded, and Qin Han’s chest skin burst like a bubble, revealing a bloody hole deep enough to see his Immortal Bones.

“Sure enough, there’s something strange.”

Qin Han grunted, his brows tightly furrowed; he looked down at the injury on his chest, which instantly returned to normal.

His powerful recovery ability was terrifying; even Yan Taiyin, who was planning to watch the show from behind, couldn’t help but stiffen his face.

“What terrifying recovery and defensive power,” everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Not long ago, many living beings at the Peak of the Faxiang Realm had tried, but the result was in vain, and all of them fell.

When it was Qin Han’s turn, although the result was the same, he was unharmed, which was extremely peculiar.

“Can Qin Han not do it? Does this humble monk need to assist you?” Jiekong said, kicking him while he was down.

Qin Han patted the blood scab on his chest, making it fall off, revealing skin as clear as jade.

“No need for help; I’m truly afraid of being stabbed in the back.”

Jiekong said nothing more, merely waiting for the result.

Qin Han felt the impact of the Ancient Formation within the ancient tree, secretly alarmed.

He hadn’t used too much strength just now, merely testing the waters.

The effect of the Ancient Formation here was similar to a spring: the stronger the force exerted, the more terrifying the rebound impact.

If he had gone all out, he would have undoubtedly received a destructive blow.

“Let me do it.”

At this moment, the Sea God’s Descendant who had previously obtained the Kunpeng remnant bone stepped forward, holding the precious bone and walking to the stone door, taking a deep breath.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, looking at the shimmering runic light of the Kunpeng remnant bone.

They knew this was just an attempt; if it still couldn’t open, then this door would never be able to open.

Now, they could only place their hopes on the Kunpeng remnant bone, hoping it was a key to the door.

Qin Han wisely made way, stepping back a few paces and waiting quietly.

The Sea God’s Descendant slowly touched the remnant bone to the stone door, and instantly, shimmering light flowed, and a wild aura spread out.

Immediately after, a soft light emitted, and the stone door rumbled; the long-sealed interior of the Godly Nest finally opened.

An ancient aura rushed forth, as if Pandora’s Box had been opened.

In an instant, all the heroes surged forward, rushing inside and entering the true Taigu Divine Nest.

After Qin Han entered, he immediately flew towards the depths; Wu De followed unhurriedly beside him, sacrificing the Dragon Seeking Ruler to search for treasures.

“This positioning… go northeast!” Wu De said.

Qin Han narrowed his eyes, immediately going all out, spreading his wings and speeding away!

However, after flying for a full half a month, he hadn’t even seen a single hair of a treasure; apart from ancient wooden mountains and forests, there was only gurgling stream water.

He hadn’t even seen a single living being.

“Didn’t you say northeast? We’ve been flying for half a month; where’s the treasure’s shadow?” Qin Han glanced sideways.

Wu De fiddled with the Dragon Seeking Ruler, utterly confused, saying, “It shouldn’t be; according to the distance, we should have arrived ten days ago.”

“The Dragon Seeking Ruler isn’t Invalidation, is it? Don’t forget, this is an Ancient Dojo,” the God-Slaying Stone spoke up.

“That’s possible, but only in terms of distance error; the direction is definitely correct,” Wu De flatly denied.

“Let’s go a bit further,” Qin Han said.

Another half month passed, and along the way, they saw many Restrictions and Formations.

After breaking them one by one, they found that they were not treasure hiding places at all, but merely natural Formations formed by inanimate objects coming to life after countless years in the Ancient Dojo.

It’s no exaggeration to say that even after countless years, there was no sign of decay here.

It could be called a Desolate Ancient Spiritual Land.

Cultivating here for one day was equivalent to a hundred times that of a treasure land outside.

After a full month with no gains, Qin Han couldn’t help but feel anxious.

What he hated most was aimless searching.

“Stop first,” Qin Han commanded.