## Chapter 2197 — The Four Paths
The darkness swallowed everyone.
For a moment—
there was no sound.
No wind.
No Immortal Qi.
No spiritual pressure.
Nothing.
Yang Lin calmly opened his eyes.
The surroundings slowly became clear.
They were standing upon a vast dark surface.
It looked like stone.
Yet—
it was unlike any stone found in the Lower Realm.
It was completely dark black.
There were no traces of Immortal Qi anywhere.
Not even the faintest strand.
Lan Bailian's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
Yuqin Yi quietly looked around.
Ju Jingli remained composed.
Hong Xian Xing tightened her grip around her sword.
Baihua's expression became serious.
Qin Lu.
Xue Yao.
Shuiluo Sha.
Han Chen.
FeiFei.
Su Qinglan.
Liao Yue.
Xiao Rui.
Daji.
Zhao Feng.
Gu Tian.
Bai Yao.
Ning Mei.
Han Qing.
Yue Bingxin.
Su Liyulu.
Cui Ye.
Liu Yi.
Qin Mo.
Shen Rui.
Baiyu.
Xu Yi.
Mo Han.
Yu Lianhua.
Yu Huaxianzi.
Hua Chao—
all quietly observed their surroundings.
Ning Mei glanced at her empty wine cup.
She calmly put it away.
There was no Immortal Qi here.
But—
there was something else.
Something far more potent.
Yang Lin's eyes slowly swept across the darkness.
"This place..."
"doesn't contain Immortal Qi."
Lan Bailian nodded.
"Indeed."
She gently spread her divine sense.
Her expression gradually changed.
"There is another type of energy."
"It is extremely ancient."
"Even Immortal Qi feels insignificant compared to it."
Yang Lin calmly nodded.
"That's because this place isn't an ordinary realm."
Everyone became even more cautious.
Then—
they noticed something ahead.
Four passages.
Four different directions.
One to the left.
One to the right.
One behind them.
And one directly ahead.
The three visible passages were faintly illuminated by extremely tiny spiritual lights.
But—
the passage directly in front of them was completely dark.
It looked as though there was nothing there.
No road.
No entrance.
Nothing.
Yuqin Yi frowned.
"There is no passage ahead."
Yang Lin calmly looked at it.
"There is."
Everyone became silent.
Yang Lin stepped forward.
He didn't release his divine sense.
He didn't use Immortal Qi.
He simply looked.
"The passage is hidden."
Hong Xian Xing carefully examined the darkness.
"I can't see it."
Baihua also shook her head.
"Neither can I."
Yang Lin calmly said,
"You don't need to see it."
He walked forward.
The darkness remained completely silent.
Then—
his figure stopped.
There was an invisible boundary in front of him.
Yang Lin lightly raised his hand.
The darkness rippled.
A faint outline appeared.
A passage.
Everyone's expressions changed.
Ju Jingli looked at Yang Lin.
"You found it instantly."
Yang Lin calmly replied,
"It was there from the beginning."
No one spoke.
The Ancient God Realm had just opened.
Yet—
it already felt completely different from anything they had encountered before.
---
Far away.
Within another part of the Ancient God Realm—
two figures appeared.
Xiao Changkong.
And Lin Wuya.
The Head Disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect.
And the Head Disciple of the Heavenly River Sword Sect.
They had been separated from the others.
Xiao Changkong looked around.
"Lin Wuya."
Lin Wuya nodded.
"I'm here."
Both immediately became alert.
The passage around them was enormous.
It stretched into the darkness.
There was no sign of any other cultivator.
Then—
Xiao Changkong suddenly stopped.
His pupils contracted.
"Wait."
Lin Wuya also noticed it.
Corpses.
Countless corpses.
They were scattered throughout the enormous passage.
Every single corpse—
had once been an Immortal Emperor Supreme.
Their bodies were incredibly ancient.
Billions of years old.
Perhaps even older.
Yet—
their flesh had not completely decayed.
Their bodies remained strangely intact.
Golden blood covered the ground.
Fresh golden Immortal Emperor blood.
Lin Wuya's face became pale.
"How..."
"How can blood this old..."
"still be flowing?"
Xiao Changkong slowly approached one of the corpses.
His expression became horrified.
The wound across the corpse's chest—
looked as though it had been inflicted only moments ago.
Golden blood continued flowing from it.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
The ancient passage remained completely silent.
Then—
Lin Wuya noticed something written upon the ground.
Golden blood.
The blood of the dead Immortal Emperor had formed words.
Xiao Changkong's expression changed.
"What is that?"
The two approached carefully.
The writing was ancient.
Yet—
they could understand it.
The words were simple.
And terrifying.
**"That woman killed all our Transcendence Perfection Late Stage ancestors."**
The expressions of both disciples instantly changed.
Lin Wuya's breathing became heavier.
Xiao Changkong's face turned pale.
There were more words beneath it.
**"She is not from the Lower Realm."**
**"She is from the Immortal Realm."**
And finally—
**"Be careful."**
Silence.
Absolute silence.
Lin Wuya stared at the writing.
His hands trembled slightly.
"All..."
"all five ancestors?"
Xiao Changkong swallowed.
"Those five..."
"They were Transcendence Perfection Late Stage."
Lin Wuya's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Yet—
the corpses around them were proof.
The two Head Disciples looked at each other.
For the first time since entering the Ancient God Realm—
they felt genuine fear.
Something had killed beings standing at the highest level of the Twelve Pillar Gods.
And that existence—
was still somewhere within this Ancient God Realm.
---
## Chapter 2198 — The Dark Passage
Meanwhile—
Yang Lin and the others entered the hidden passage.
The moment they stepped inside—
the tiny spiritual lights became slightly brighter.
They floated silently within the darkness.
Like distant stars.
Everyone remained vigilant.
Yang Lin walked at the front.
Lan Bailian.
Yuqin Yi.
Ju Jingli.
Hong Xian Xing.
Baihua.
Qin Lu.
Xue Yao.
Shuiluo Sha.
Han Chen.
FeiFei.
Su Qinglan.
Liao Yue.
Xiao Rui.
Daji.
Zhao Feng.
Gu Tian.
Bai Yao.
Ning Mei.
Han Qing.
Yue Bingxin.
Su Liyulu.
Cui Ye.
Liu Yi.
Qin Mo.
Shen Rui.
Baiyu.
Xu Yi.
Mo Han.
Yu Lianhua.
Yu Huaxianzi.
Hua Chao—
followed behind him.
The deeper they went—
the quieter the surroundings became.
Then—
something appeared ahead.
A bridge.
Everyone stopped.
It stretched into the endless darkness.
A dark stone bridge.
It was enormous.
Its surface was covered in cracks.
Some parts looked as though they could collapse at any moment.
Yet—
it remained standing.
Lan Bailian looked toward the distance.
Her eyes widened slightly.
Below the bridge—
was an endless abyss.
There was no visible bottom.
No light.
No sound.
Nothing.
On both sides—
far away—
were enormous yellow-golden arrays embedded within the walls.
Each array was incredibly ancient.
Their golden light was faint.
But their presence was extremely powerful.
Yang Lin calmly looked forward.
"Let's go."
Everyone moved.
They stepped onto the dark stone bridge.
The bridge stretched farther and farther ahead.
The surrounding darkness seemed endless.
Lan Bailian quietly spread her divine sense.
Her expression gradually became strange.
"This bridge..."
She paused.
"It's very long longer than 10000 Ly."
FeiFei looked toward her.
"Ly?"
Lan Bailian turned toward her.
"Ly?"
FeiFei blinked.
"What does that mean?"
Lan Bailian remained silent for a moment.
Then she calmly explained,
"You don't know?"
"Alright."
"It means the distance when measuring immense distances."
Yang Lin glanced back.
"Ly means Light Years."
Everyone looked at him.
Yang Lin calmly continued,
"What else?"
Lan Bailian blinked.
"Light Years?"
She looked slightly confused.
"What are Light Years?"
Yang Lin stopped.
He calmly looked at her.
"The starry sky is measured by Light Years."
Silence.
Yuqin Yi's eyes widened.
Ju Jingli looked surprised.
Hong Xian Xing's expression became thoughtful.
Baihua quietly looked toward Yang Lin.
Even Lan Bailian seemed slightly embarrassed.
"Then..."
"this bridge is measured using Light Years?"
Yang Lin nodded.
"Yes."
Lan Bailian spread her divine sense again.
Her beautiful eyes slowly widened.
"It's..."
"far more than ten thousand."
Yuqin Yi looked toward the distant darkness.
"So this bridge..."
"is longer than ten thousand Light Years?"
Yang Lin calmly answered,
"Yes."
"Much longer."
Everyone became silent.
Yang Lin continued,
"It is approximately..."
"one hundred thousand Light Years."
Silence.
Complete silence.
Yuqin Yi stared at the endless bridge.
"One hundred thousand..."
"Light Years?"
Ju Jingli's expression became complicated.
Hong Xian Xing looked toward the seemingly endless darkness.
Baihua couldn't help taking a deep breath.
Lan Bailian's beautiful eyes became serious.
The bridge beneath their feet—
was longer than the distance that countless ordinary cultivators could even comprehend.
Yet—
Qin Lu.
Xue Yao.
Shuiluo Sha.
Han Chen.
FeiFei.
Su Qinglan.
Liao Yue.
Xiao Rui.
Daji.
Zhao Feng.
Gu Tian.
Bai Yao.
Ning Mei.
Han Qing.
Yue Bingxin.
Su Liyulu.
Cui Ye.
Liu Yi.
Qin Mo.
Shen Rui.
Baiyu.
Xu Yi.
Mo Han.
Yu Lianhua.
Yu Huaxianzi.
Hua Chao—
remained completely calm.
They had known what Light Years meant long ago.
Ju Jingli finally smiled.
"Then..."
"let's go."
Yang Lin nodded.
"Let's go."
---
## Chapter 2199 — The Golden Arrays
Everyone moved forward.
The enormous bridge seemed to stretch endlessly beneath their feet.
Yet—
for Yang Lin and the others—
the distance was meaningless.
Yang Lin raised his hand slightly.
Immortal light appeared beneath everyone's feet.
The entire group suddenly accelerated.
Whoosh!
Their figures crossed the bridge.
In only a few seconds—
the opposite side appeared.
A vast dark land.
Countless stone pillars stood there.
Each pillar shot toward the heavens.
They were enormous.
Ancient.
Silent.
Everyone was about to cross the final section of the bridge.
Then—
Boom!
The surroundings suddenly trembled.
The four enormous golden arrays on both sides activated simultaneously.
Golden light erupted.
Countless golden chains shot from the arrays.
They tore through the darkness.
Their targets—
were Yang Lin and everyone behind him.
Lan Bailian's expression changed.
Yuqin Yi immediately released her aura.
Ju Jingli's eyes became sharp.
Hong Xian Xing tightly gripped her sword.
Baihua's expression became solemn.
The golden chains rapidly approached.
They seemed capable of binding even Transcendence cultivators.
But—
Yang Lin didn't even look back.
He continued walking.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
The golden chains suddenly stopped.
They trembled violently.
Then—
they retreated.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The chains rushed backward as though they had encountered something beyond terrifying.
They instantly returned into the golden arrays.
The four arrays trembled.
Their golden light became unstable.
It was as though—
the arrays had suddenly realized something.
Something they absolutely could not understand.
They had seen Yang Lin's back.
But—
they couldn't see through him.
They couldn't measure him.
They couldn't lock onto him.
They couldn't determine what he was.
The arrays seemed to fear something beyond their comprehension.
The golden light slowly dimmed.
Everyone became silent.
Ju Jingli stared at the arrays.
"What just happened?"
Yuqin Yi's expression was equally strange.
Hong Xian Xing looked toward Yang Lin.
Even Lan Bailian was slightly surprised.
Baihua quietly exhaled.
Yet—
Qin Lu.
Xue Yao.
Shuiluo Sha.
Han Chen.
FeiFei.
Su Qinglan.
Liao Yue.
Xiao Rui.
Daji.
Zhao Feng.
Gu Tian.
Bai Yao.
Ning Mei.
Han Qing.
Yue Bingxin.
Su Liyulu.
Cui Ye.
Liu Yi.
Qin Mo.
Shen Rui.
Baiyu.
Xu Yi.
Mo Han.
Yu Lianhua.
Yu Huaxianzi.
Hua Chao—
weren't surprised at all.
They continued forward.
Soon—
everyone stepped off the bridge.
Their feet landed upon the dark land.
The enormous stone pillars surrounding them seemed to reach into the heavens.
The land looked completely peaceful.
Yuqin Yi looked around.
"It seems..."
"we are safe."
Yang Lin calmly looked at the surroundings.
Then—
he spoke.
"Well."
"This is an illusion."
Everyone froze.
"What?"
Before anyone could react—
Yang Lin lightly raised one finger.
The scenery trembled.
The grassland—
disappeared.
The stone pillars—
disappeared.
The peaceful landscape—
disappeared.
Everything vanished like smoke.
What replaced it—
shocked almost everyone.
---
## Chapter 2200 — The Dead Battlefield
The world changed.
A vast battlefield appeared before them.
A dark sky covered the heavens.
Ancient thunder descended from the darkness.
It fell like endless rain.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Thunder illuminated the distant battlefield.
But—
the thunder was not the most terrifying thing.
Corpses.
Countless corpses.
They covered the enormous battlefield.
Immortal Emperor Realm Supremes.
Dao Severing Realm cultivators.
Transcendence Realm cultivators.
And among them—
the strongest corpses belonged to Transcendence Perfection Late Stage existences.
Their bodies stretched across the battlefield.
Some were thousands of miles tall.
Some were covered in ancient armor.
Some still held broken divine weapons.
Some had fallen beside shattered palaces.
Others lay beside enormous Immortal Ships.
The pressure released by the corpses—
was overwhelming.
Lan Bailian's expression changed.
Yuqin Yi's beautiful eyes widened.
Ju Jingli's breathing stopped for a moment.
Hong Xian Xing's face became pale.
Baihua stared at the battlefield in disbelief.
Even several of them felt their souls tremble.
Yang Lin calmly raised one finger.
A faint invisible force spread outward.
Instantly—
the terrifying pressure disappeared from everyone around him.
It was completely suppressed.
No matter whether the corpse had once been an Immortal Emperor Supreme—
or a Transcendence Perfection Late Stage existence—
none could affect them anymore.
Only Qin Lu.
Xue Yao.
Shuiluo Sha.
Han Chen.
FeiFei.
Su Qinglan.
Liao Yue.
Xiao Rui.
Daji.
Zhao Feng.
Gu Tian.
Bai Yao.
Ning Mei.
Han Qing.
Yue Bingxin.
Su Liyulu.
Cui Ye.
Liu Yi.
Qin Mo.
Shen Rui.
Baiyu.
Xu Yi.
Mo Han.
Yu Lianhua.
Yu Huaxianzi.
Hua Chao—
remained completely unsurprised.
Xue Yao looked around.
Then she quietly said,
"For Yang Lin..."
"This is nothing."
She glanced toward the countless corpses.
"What are these corpses thinking?"
"Even if all of them were alive..."
"It would still be pointless before Yang Lin."
Han Qing calmly nodded.
"That's right."
Lan Bailian looked toward Yang Lin.
Her expression became complicated.
"This..."
"how many people died here?"
Yang Lin didn't answer immediately.
His gaze swept across the battlefield.
There were too many corpses.
Too many broken weapons.
Too many ruined Immortal Ships.
Too much blood.
The battlefield stretched farther than the eye could see.
Even the endless thunder seemed unable to wash away the traces of the ancient war.
Yang Lin calmly said,
"Quite a lot."
Ning Mei quietly looked ahead.
Her expression became serious.
"This place..."
"must have experienced something extraordinary."
Yang Lin nodded.
"Yes."
But he didn't explain further.
Not yet.
---
## Chapter 2201 — The Ancient Battlefield
Everyone slowly moved forward.
The battlefield became increasingly horrifying the farther they went.
Broken weapons were scattered everywhere.
Immortal Supreme Treasures.
Ancient swords.
Armor.
Halberds.
Spears.
Palaces.
Immortal Ships.
Almost everything was broken.
Baiyu suddenly stopped.
Her eyes landed on a corpse.
"Look."
Everyone turned.
It was an enormous Dao Severing Realm corpse.
A piece of an ancient weapon was still embedded within its chest.
Golden blood had dried across its armor.
Further ahead—
another corpse had a massive hole through its body.
Golden absolute perfection pure blood still flowed from the wound.
It was the blood of a Transcendence Realm existence.
Yet—
even after countless years—
the golden blood remained strangely fresh.
Baihua's expression became horrified.
"How is this possible?"
Hong Xian Xing looked around.
"The corpses..."
"They're ancient."
"But the blood..."
"It looks as though they died recently."
Yuqin Yi quietly nodded.
"This place is terrifying."
Lan Bailian looked toward the surrounding space.
"Even the battlefield..."
"is strange."
Yang Lin continued walking.
"Keep moving."
Everyone followed.
The farther they went—
the more things they saw.
A gigantic Immortal Ship had been split into two.
Another had been crushed into countless pieces.
Golden blood flowed across the ground like a river.
There were broken halls.
Shattered formations.
Ruined palaces.
Countless ancient corpses.
Some had been pierced through the head.
Some had been torn apart.
Some had massive wounds across their bodies.
And some—
had seemingly been erased by a single overwhelming attack.
The expressions of Ju Jingli, Yuqin Yi, Lan Bailian, Hong Xian Xing and Baihua became increasingly horrified.
Ju Jingli looked toward Yang Lin.
"Yang Lin..."
"What happened here?"
Yang Lin remained calm.
He looked across the endless battlefield.
"This is..."
"a battlefield."
Hong Xian Xing frowned.
"Obviously."
She looked at the countless corpses.
"But..."
"who fought here?"
Yang Lin finally stopped.
His eyes swept across the dead battlefield.
"This was a war..."
"between cultivators of the Lower Realm..."
"and cultivators from the Immortal Realm."
Everyone became silent.
Yang Lin continued,
"The Ancient God Realm..."
"was once used to seal cultivators from the Immortal Realm."
"The restrictions you see now..."
"weren't always here."
Baihua's expression changed.
"Seal..."
"cultivators from the Immortal Realm?"
Yang Lin nodded.
"Yes."
Everyone looked toward him.
Yang Lin calmly continued,
"Back then..."
"entire sects entered this place."
"Not one."
"Not two."
"But countless."
Silence.
He looked toward the distant corpses.
"Those sects..."
"came searching for opportunities."
"But they encountered the sealed cultivators from the Immortal Realm."
"And..."
"they were all killed."
The expressions of everyone became horrified.
Lan Bailian quietly looked at the battlefield.
"Then all these corpses..."
Yang Lin nodded.
"Belong to those sects."
The dark thunder continued falling in the distance.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The ancient battlefield remained silent.
No one spoke for several moments.
Yang Lin simply continued walking.
Behind him—
everyone followed.
And beneath their feet—
the golden blood of ancient Transcendence Realm cultivators continued flowing through the cracks of the battlefield.
The Ancient God Realm had only just begun revealing its true face.
And already—
the ancient war buried within it had made
everyone understand one thing.
This place—
was far more terrifying than the records had ever described.
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## Chapter 2202 — The Ancient War
The enormous battlefield stretched endlessly before them.
Dark clouds covered the heavens.
Ancient thunder continued falling in the distance.
Every thunderclap illuminated countless corpses scattered across the dark land.
Immortal Emperor Realm Supremes.
Dao Severing Realm cultivators.
Transcendence Realm cultivators.
And even—
Transcendence Perfection Late Stage existences.
Their deaths had happened countless years ago.
Yet their bodies remained.
Their golden blood still flowed.
Their broken weapons still carried terrifying remnants of power.
Lan Bailian quietly looked around.
Her expression remained solemn.
"If this was truly a war..."
"then how did so many powerful cultivators enter this place?"
She paused.
"The Sect Master said that after entering the Ancient God Realm..."
"everyone above Immortal King Realm First Stage would be restricted."
She looked toward Han Chen.
Then toward Ning Mei.
"Yet Han Chen and Ning Mei are both Immortal King Supremes."
"How did they enter?"
Baihua also looked curious.
"That's right."
"If the restriction is absolute..."
"they shouldn't have been able to enter."
Everyone looked toward Yang Lin.
Yang Lin continued walking.
His expression remained calm.
"Han Chen and Ning Mei entered with me."
"So the restriction..."
"didn't appear."
Everyone froze.
Ju Jingli blinked.
Yuqin Yi looked at Yang Lin.
Hong Xian Xing was speechless.
Lan Bailian's expression became strange.
"So..."
"because you brought them..."
"the restriction simply didn't activate?"
Yang Lin nodded.
"Yes."
Ning Mei calmly walked beside him.
She took out her wine cup.
There was no wine inside.
She looked at it for a moment.
Then put it away.
Han Chen quietly smiled.
The others remained speechless.
But Yang Lin's expression became slightly more serious.
"As for the cultivators who came here in the past..."
"the Ancient God Realm didn't have that restriction yet."
Everyone's expressions changed.
Yang Lin continued.
"Back then..."
"there was no cultivation limit."
"Immortal Kings could enter."
"Immortal Emperors could enter."
"Dao Severing Realm cultivators could enter."
"Even Transcendence Realm cultivators..."
"could enter."
He paused.
"Even Transcendence Perfection Late Stage cultivators..."
"could enter."
The expressions of Lan Bailian, Yuqin Yi, Ju Jingli, Hong Xian Xing and Baihua became horrified.
Yuqin Yi looked toward the battlefield.
Hong Xian Xing's eyes narrowed.
"And they died here."
Yang Lin calmly replied,
"Yes."
The surrounding atmosphere became heavy.
The five great Sword Sect ancestors had once stood at the pinnacle of the Southern Domain.
Transcendence Perfection Late Stage.
Yet—
they had been killed.
And the evidence was everywhere.
The corpses.
The blood.
The broken Immortal Ships.
The ruined halls.
Everything remained as a silent witness.
Xue Yao quietly looked toward the distant battlefield.
"Then..."
"Who was the woman.."
"was she the one who killed them?"
Yang Lin nodded slightly.
"Not all."
Lan Bailian looked toward Yang Lin.
"Do you know who she is?"
He continued walking.
The others followed.
The ancient battlefield remained silent behind them.
---
## Chapter 2203 — The Unbreakable Ancient God Realm
They continued deeper into the battlefield.
The further they went—
the more terrifying the remnants became.
A gigantic Immortal Ship lay broken across the land.
Its hull had been split apart.
Golden blood covered its surface.
It had dried in some places.
Yet in others—
fresh golden blood still slowly flowed.
FeiFei stared at it.
"This blood..."
"it's still so powerful."
Su Qinglan nodded.
"Even after billions of years..."
"It hasn't completely disappeared."
Liao Yue looked toward another corpse.
That corpse was missing half its body.
Yet its remaining flesh remained intact.
Xiao Rui quietly said,
"The bodies themselves..."
"are almost like treasures."
Daji nodded.
"But..."
"they're dead."
Zhao Feng sighed.
"Being able to reach such a realm..."
"and still die like this..."
Gu Tian looked toward the distant thunder.
"This battlefield must have been terrifying."
Bai Yao quietly nodded.
Ning Mei remained calm.
She simply walked beside Yang Lin.
Han Qing suddenly spoke.
"The strangest thing..."
"is that there are no spatial fluctuations."
Everyone looked toward her.
Han Qing continued,
"The battlefield is enormous."
"But..."
"the space feels completely sealed."
Lan Bailian's eyes narrowed.
She immediately spread her divine sense.
After a moment—
her expression became thoughtful.
"She's right."
"The space here..."
"is different."
She looked toward Yang Lin.
"When Immortal Kings fight..."
"space can will be torn apart."
"When Immortal Emperors fight..."
"the surrounding void will collapse."
"And when Dao Severing Realm or Transcendence Realm cultivators fight..."
"the damage should be even greater."
She looked toward the countless corpses.
"But here..."
"There isn't even a spatial ripple."
Yuqin Yi nodded.
"Did everything recover?"
Yang Lin calmly shook his head.
"No."
Lan Bailian frowned.
"Then what happened?"
Yang Lin looked toward the dark heavens.
"Nothing recovered."
Everyone became silent.
Yang Lin continued.
"The Ancient God Realm..."
"cannot be damaged."
"Not even by Transcendence Perfection Late Stage cultivators."
The expressions of everyone changed.
Yang Lin calmly explained,
"Space and time..."
"are sealed here."
"No one can travel between time and space."
"No spatial traversal."
"No temporal traversal."
"No returning to the past."
"No acceleration of time."
"No slowing of time."
"No escaping through the river of time."
He looked toward the battlefield.
"This entire place..."
"is sealed."
Lan Bailian's expression became increasingly solemn.
"So..."
"even a Transcendence Realm cultivator..."
"could be killed here..."
Yang Lin nodded.
"Yes."
He paused.
"With ease."
Silence.
Absolute silence.
Even Hong Xian Xing felt a chill.
Baihua quietly looked around.
The countless corpses suddenly seemed even more terrifying.
The battlefield wasn't merely an ancient battlefield.
It was a prison.
A sealed world.
A place where even the strongest cultivators couldn't rely on space or time to escape.
Yang Lin calmly continued forward.
"That's why..."
"this place could contain a war of that scale."
No one spoke.
They simply followed him.
---
## Chapter 2204 — The Sealing Artifact
They walked farther into the battlefield.
The number of corpses gradually increased.
There were countless ancient halls.
Broken Immortal Ships.
Shattered weapons.
Ruined formations.
Some Dao Severing Realm corpses were still holding incomplete weapons.
Some Immortal Emperor Realm Supremes had been pierced through the chest.
Some Transcendence Realm corpses had been split apart.
And among them—
the most terrifying were the Transcendence Perfection Late Stage corpses.
Their bodies were incomparably powerful.
Yet even they had fallen.
Lan Bailian quietly looked toward one corpse.
Its golden blood flowed across the ground.
The blood contained an incomparably pure aura.
She whispered,
"Such power..."
"And they still died."
Xue Yao calmly looked at the corpse.
"This is nothing to Yang Lin."
Han Chen nodded.
"Indeed."
Qin Lu remained silent.
She looked toward the distant battlefield.
There were countless traces of battle.
But there was one thing that bothered her.
"Yang Lin."
He turned slightly.
Qin Lu asked,
"Where is the person who caused all of this?"
Yang Lin's eyes became slightly deeper.
"I don't know."
He continued walking.
"But..."
"she may still be here."
The atmosphere immediately changed.
Hong Xian Xing's expression became solemn.
Baihua's hand moved toward her sword.
Ju Jingli narrowed her eyes.
Yuqin Yi quietly circulated her Immortal Qi.
Lan Bailian looked toward the darkness.
"Still here?"
Yang Lin nodded.
"Possibly."
He paused.
"But..."
"don't worry."
Everyone became quiet.
Yang Lin calmly looked forward.
"This Ancient God Realm..."
"is much more interesting than I expected."
Suddenly—
Shuiluo Sha looked toward a broken golden formation.
She carefully examined it.
"Yang Lin."
"This..."
"looks like a sealing formation."
Yang Lin stopped.
He looked at the formation.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"Yes."
Shuiluo Sha nodded.
"This entire Ancient God Realm..."
"is probably connected to a sealing artifact."
Everyone's expressions changed.
Xue Yao immediately understood.
"A sealing artifact..."
"capable of sealing this entire place?"
Shuiluo Sha nodded.
"Yes."
She looked toward the dark heavens.
"Something capable of sealing space and time."
"Something capable of suppressing Transcendence Realm cultivators."
"Something that prevents even Transcendence Perfection Late Stage cultivators from damaging this realm."
She paused.
"This isn't an ordinary treasure."
Xue Yao slowly said,
"This is..."
"a Sealing Artifact."
The moment those words fell—
everyone became horrified.
Lan Bailian's eyes widened.
Yuqin Yi's expression became solemn.
Ju Jingli looked toward the endless battlefield.
Hong Xian Xing's pupils contracted.
Baihua's face became pale.
Even the surrounding atmosphere seemed to become heavier.
A treasure capable of doing all of this—
was beyond their imagination.
Han Chen quietly looked toward Yang Lin.
"Then..."
"who possesses such an artifact?"
Yang Lin didn't answer.
His gaze remained fixed on the distant darkness.
After several breaths—
he calmly said,
"That's what we're going to find out."
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## Chapter 2205 — The Battlefield of Transcendence
The group continued deeper.
The ground beneath their feet was covered in golden blood.
Some blood belonged to Immortal Emperor Realm Supremes.
Some belonged to Dao Severing Realm cultivators.
And some—
belonged to Transcendence Realm existences.
Every drop contained terrifying power.
Yet none of it could affect Yang Lin and the others.
Yang Lin's aura quietly surrounded the group.
The ancient pressure remained outside.
Suddenly—
a gigantic broken hall appeared ahead.
Its walls were covered in cracks.
Half of the hall had collapsed.
Inside—
several ancient corpses could be seen.
One of them had a gigantic hole through its chest.
Golden blood continued flowing from the wound.
Lan Bailian looked at it.
"This..."
"was probably a Transcendence Realm cultivator."
Yang Lin nodded.
"Yes."
Yuqin Yi looked toward the wound.
"That attack..."
"was incredibly powerful."
Yang Lin calmly replied,
"One strike."
Everyone became silent.
One strike.
A Transcendence Realm cultivator—
had been killed with one strike.
They continued walking.
Soon—
another broken Immortal Ship appeared.
It was enormous.
Even in its broken state—
it was several tens of thousands of kilometers long.
Its surface was covered in golden blood.
Some of the blood flowed down the broken hull.
Like a golden river.
Hong Xian Xing stared at it.
"How many sects..."
"came here?"
Yang Lin calmly answered,
"Countless."
Baihua looked toward him.
"And all of them..."
"were killed?"
"Yes."
Her expression became horrified.
"Then..."
"what happened to the cultivators from the Immortal Realm?"
Yang Lin looked toward the distant darkness.
"They killed by the female Ancient God."
"Afterward..."
"the Ancient God Realm was sealed."
Lan Bailian's expression changed.
"So this restriction..."
"was created after the war."
Yang Lin nodded.
"Yes."
"The Ancient God Realm eventually established the cultivation limit."
"Immortal King Realm First Stage..."
"became the highest cultivation that could normally enter."
Everyone finally understood.
The current Ancient God Realm—
wasn't always like this.
Its rules had been created after the ancient war.
And the reason—
was because of what had happened here.
Han Chen quietly looked around.
"Then..."
"those Transcendence Perfection Late Stage ancestors..."
"were among the final powerful cultivators to enter?"
Yang Lin calmly said yes.
He didn't make any further assumptions.
The group continued forward.
The battlefield seemed endless.
Everywhere—
Entire sects had once stood here.
Entire generations had fought here.
And now—
only corpses remained.
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## Chapter 2206 — The Secret Beneath the Ruins
The dark battlefield continued beneath the endless thunder.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
A distant bolt of heavenly thunder struck the ground.
The entire battlefield trembled.
Yet—
the space itself remained completely still.
No distortion.
No crack.
No ripple.
Nothing.
Lan Bailian looked toward the thunder.
"This place..."
"is truly sealed."
Yang Lin nodded.
"Yes."
They continued forward.
Suddenly—
Ning Mei stopped.
Everyone looked at her.
She quietly pointed ahead.
"There."
Far away—
a gigantic structure could faintly be seen.
It was unlike the broken halls around them.
It was intact.
Its entire surface was dark.
Countless golden lines covered it.
At its center—
was a gigantic circular seal.
The seal slowly rotated.
The moment Yang Lin saw it, Yang Lin calmly said interesting.
Shuiluo Sha immediately became serious.
"That's..."
"another sealing formation."
Xue Yao looked at it carefully.
"No."
She paused.
"That isn't merely a formation."
Everyone looked toward her.
Xue Yao calmly continued,
"That's the core."
"The core of the sealing power."
The expressions of everyone changed.
Lan Bailian looked toward Yang Lin.
"Then..."
"the entire Ancient God Realm..."
Yang Lin calmly answered,
"is connected to that."
Silence.
The enormous dark structure remained motionless.
Countless golden chains extended from it.
They disappeared into the darkness.
Some entered the ground.
Some entered the sky.
Some extended toward distant regions of the Ancient God Realm.
It was as though—
the entire realm was bound by them.
Yang Lin quietly watched.
His eyes contained curiosity.
Not fear.
Not caution.
Curiosity.
He had entered countless dangerous places.
But this—
was different.
A Sealing Artifact capable of suppressing an entire realm.
A realm that could contain Transcendence Perfection Late Stage cultivators.
A battlefield where countless powerful existences had died.
And somewhere inside—
Yang Lin finally spoke.
"Interesting."
Lan Bailian looked at him.
"You really aren't afraid?"
Yang Lin calmly shook his head.
"No."
He looked toward the distant core.
"I'm interested."
Yuqin Yi quietly sighed.
"Only you could say that after seeing all of this."
Ju Jingli smiled helplessly.
"That's Yang Lin."
Hong Xian Xing looked toward the dark structure.
"I suddenly feel..."
"that entering this place may have been the right decision."
Baihua nodded.
"Although..."
"it is terrifying."
Yang Lin stepped forward.
"Let's go."
Everyone followed.
Qin Lu.
Xue Yao.
Shuiluo Sha.
Han Chen.
FeiFei.
Su Qinglan.
Liao Yue.
Xiao Rui.
Daji.
Zhao Feng.
Gu Tian.
Bai Yao.
Ning Mei.
Han Qing.
Yue Bingxin.
Su Liyulu.
Cui Ye.
Liu Yi.
Qin Mo.
Shen Rui.
Baiyu.
Xu Yi.
Mo Han.
Yu Lianhua.
Yu Huaxianzi.
Hua Chao.
And behind them—
Lan Bailian.
Yuqin Yi.
Ju Jingli.
Hong Xian Xing.
Baihua.
All followed Yang Lin.
The deeper they went—
the stronger the ancient sealing aura became.
Yet—
Yang Lin's pace never changed.
Then—
far behind them.
Within the enormous empty passage oppend on tje battlefield where Xiao Changkong and Lin Wuya had appeared—
a faint sound suddenly echoed from behind.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
The golden blood of the ancient Immortal Emperor corpses continued falling.
Then—
one of the ancient corpses slowly moved.
Its fingers twitched.
The golden blood on the ground trembled.
Xiao Changkong and Lin Wuya—
who had been preparing to leave—
suddenly froze.
Both slowly turned around.
Their expressions became horrified.
Something—
had awakened.
And somewhere much deeper within the Ancient God Realm—
a pair of ancient eyes slowly opened.