If... it was hidden by some special means by a guy from the Divine Silkworm clan...
A chill ran through Huo Lin'er's heart.
Thinking of how much the ancient Divine Silkworm clan valued that human, it wasn't impossible...
No matter what, as long as there was a sliver of possibility, she wouldn't let it go.
"Guards..." Huo Lin'er said coldly.
...
In the ancestral land of the Ancient Qilin clan.
On a vast plain, Jiang Li and Chu Xuan were speeding towards the depths of the ancestral land.
Chu Xuan had already changed into new clothes, and her injuries had recovered significantly.
Her gaze towards Jiang Li, however, held a much gentler expression.
"Young Master Jiang, why didn't you tell me your strength was so formidable sooner!"
Seeing Jiang Li effortlessly slay a supreme-level fierce beast, Chu Xuan couldn't help but blush at her previous behavior.
She had actually treated him as an ordinary cultivator at the Great Saint level.
"You didn't ask, did you? Was I supposed to tell you that my strength is immense, that I kill supreme-level fierce beasts as easily as chickens?" Jiang Li shrugged.
He quite liked this girl; she had her own principles and convictions.
Despite disliking him, she hadn't resorted to any underhanded tactics to make his journey difficult.
Jiang Li's words drew a cold snort from Chu Xuan, and she fell silent.
This fellow, with such power, yet he hadn't intervened earlier, letting her fight alone.
However, she had been the one to say she'd handle everything, and Chu Xuan felt utterly weary.
If only she had known he was this strong, why would she have acted so boastfully?
Following that, under Jiang Li's peerless might, they chose the fastest and shortest route.
After a journey filled with slaughter and overwhelming power,
the two arrived at the depths of the ancestral land in less than half a day.
The spiritual energy in the depths of the Qilin clan's ancestral land was even more surging, with a refreshing fragrance permeating the air.
"That's the Primordial Divine Grass!" Chu Xuan pointed towards a spiritual grass on a nearby hillside that was continuously absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The spiritual grass was about two meters tall, with branches and leaves shimmering with iridescent colors, exuding a captivating luster and flowing radiance.
Jiang Li could feel the pure spiritual energy contained within the Primordial Divine Grass.
"I'll guard the surroundings for you, go absorb it!" Chu Xuan continued.
Jiang Li nodded, not refusing.
There were extremely dangerous exotic beasts all around, so having someone to guard him was certainly better.
Next, Jiang Li set up powerful formations around them, concealing their auras.
After everything was in place, Jiang Li approached the Primordial Divine Grass.
The Primordial divine power was swiftly absorbed into Jiang Li's body.
Jiang Li felt the bottleneck of his Great Saint fourth-level cultivation shaking precariously, seemingly on the verge of breaking.
"What a treasure," Jiang Li's eyes lit up.
Just a small amount of Primordial divine power was enough to make him feel the prospect of a breakthrough.
However, the priority now was to successfully cultivate [Yi Qi Hua San Qing], and the breakthrough could wait.
Jiang Li hadn't forgotten that he only had three days.
If he couldn't succeed within three days, he wouldn't have such a good opportunity to find the Primordial Divine Grass again.
Jiang Li took a deep breath, suppressing the myriad thoughts in his heart.
Then, he sat cross-legged beside the Primordial Divine Grass and began to condense the Primordial Qi according to the incantation of [Yi Qi Hua San Qing].
As Jiang Li cultivated, the Primordial divine power from the Primordial Divine Grass was rapidly devoured by him.
The Primordial divine power flowed within Jiang Li's body along a profoundly mystical circulation path.
Time slowly slipped away.
...
The Primordial Divine Mountain.
The Imperial Mausoleum of the Black Dragon Great Emperor.
The mausoleum was now surrounded by powerful demon beasts from various Primordial demon clans.
There were even many ancestor-level figures confronting each other nearby.
Towering qi and blood power filled the surroundings.
A heavy scent of blood and a chilling aura permeated the entire area.
In the center of the mausoleum, beside the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, stood an old man and a young man.
Both were extremely weak, their flesh and blood withered, as if they could lose their lives at any moment.
These two were Chen Zhuangming and Gu Sheng, who, after a series of struggles and torment,
had lost complete control of the Imperial weapon.
"A lowly human dares to covet the Extreme Dao Imperial weapon of our Primordial demon race? Ridiculous!" an ancestor of the Primordial Magic Ape clan sneered coldly.
The Primordial Magic Ape ancestor's robes were stained with a hint of blood, and his surging aura raged, threatening to tear apart the entire mausoleum.
Under the violent and tempestuous aura, Chen Zhuangming and Gu Sheng grew even weaker, their life flames flickering as if they might extinguish at any moment.
Not far away lay the corpses of several other ancestors,
representing the foundations of various Primordial demon clans.
After intense conflict, the number of contenders around the Imperial mausoleum had significantly decreased.
The number of fallen Great Demon ancestors had already exceeded five.
Demonic beasts of other levels had perished in countless numbers.
Only the Primordial Black Dragon, the Primordial Qilin clan, and the Primordial Magic Ape clan remained, the three great clans.
"This does not belong to you; it belongs to our Primordial Black Dragon clan!" another ancestor of the Primordial Black Dragon clan stated sternly.
The Primordial Magic Ape ancestor smiled slightly and then glanced to the other side.
"Old Qi, how about we kill these two and split this Extreme Dao Imperial weapon? We can also take over their territories then!" the Primordial Magic Ape ancestor said to the ancestor of the Primordial Qilin clan beside him.
A flicker of interest appeared in the eyes of the Primordial Qilin clan ancestor.
The Primordial Black Dragon clan had already exhausted too much of their foundation for this Imperial weapon.
If these two old fellows were also dealt with, then...
it was indeed possible...
However, the Primordial Magic Ape ancestor was no simple character. While his words were pleasant now, his true intentions might be different later.
After all, their Primordial Magic Ape clan's peak forces were slightly stronger than their Qilin clan.
But, if he had another plan, didn't he also have his own stratagems...
"I am of the same mind, let us deal with these two old geezers first!" the Qilin clan ancestor said with a smile, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
The hearts of the two Primordial Black Dragon ancestors sank. If they joined forces, the situation would be unfavorable.
But at this point, their Black Dragon clan had no retreat.
There was no other choice but to press forward.
"You... you really... really think you've got me cornered, don't you..." Just then, a weak voice rang out.
Beside the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, Chen Zhuangming struggled to rise, his pupils unfocused, and a majestic imperial might that seemed to tear the heavens and earth flowed through him.
"Imperial Art, Chaos Reversal, Sun and Moon Inversion..."