Turning misfortunes into good fortune starts with seizing the direct descendants in Kowloon.

Chapter 336 Ancient Dynasty Relics
Hear the deal proposed by Bai Ze.

Even Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but be surprised.

But he quickly regained his composure and asked, "The Ascension Platform is in my hands, why do I need you to give it to me?"

Face the biggest monster in the world.

He was not the least bit timid.

If an ordinary cultivator saw Bai Ze, he probably wouldn't even have the courage to look him in the face.

As the first throne, Bai Ze's power is no less than that of Jade Purity Patriarch. Both are terrifying beings who have stepped into the fifteenth realm.

Hearing Lu Mingyuan's answer, Bai Ze's handsome face showed a faint smile: "Do you think the Ascension Platform can really fall into your hands?"

“If you cannot master the method of refining the Ascension Platform, it will ultimately be a dead object and will not truly belong to you. In the end, it will only fall into the hands of the Dao Sect.”

Lu Mingyuan frowned slightly: "Refine the Ascension Platform?"

"Yes, the Ascension Platform is an ancient artifact, so it can naturally be refined."

"It's just that the method of refining has been passed down over the years, and only a few people know it. And I happen to know this secret." Bai Ze said with a deep look in his eyes and a smile on his lips.

"Tell me how to refine it first, and then I will consider whether your deal is feasible." Lu Mingyuan said in a deep voice.

He felt that the other party's fox tail had been exposed.

The Rain Master was a woman with extremely beautiful facial features, satisfying all of Lu Mingyuan's fantasies about Miss Dingxiang.

She held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand and said calmly, "We are sincere in doing business with you, and we hope you can also show sincerity."

Lu Mingyuan felt that they were plotting something, and snorted coldly, "What a joke! Humans and demons have been enemies since ancient times. The demons have killed so many talented people in our human race. How can we regard you as good people just because of a deal?"

After hearing these words, Bai Ze did not get angry. His emotions were calmer than ever before. He said calmly: "The reason you think so is that you haven't lived long enough."

“So-called hatred is actually the result of unequal distribution of benefits.”

"This is what happened during the Battle of Ascension 100,000 years ago."

"The human-demon war 30,000 years ago was also like this."

"The origin of this Longding Mountain Cave Heaven is even more so."

There was a sense of fatigue in Bai Ze's eyes: "If you are willing to cede enough interests, the hatred will no longer exist."

"Lu Mingyuan, you are a smart man. You have accomplished something that no emperor in history could do. I admire you very much."

"Do you want to see the gods return to the world?"

Faced with the questioning and feeling Bai Ze's calmness, Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

What he was thinking was that Bai Ze could obviously take him down with his strength.

But why didn't the other party do this?

What is his real purpose?
Lu Mingyuan decided to get some more information before making a decision.

"What do you mean by the gods returning to the world?" Lu Mingyuan asked in a deep voice.

Bai Ze said slowly: "The Ascension Platform is a thing of the ancient gods. You should be very clear about this."

"Its real function is actually to open the gate to heaven and connect to the upper world."

"As long as the gate to heaven is opened, the gods that you humans have rejected will make a comeback."

Lu Mingyuan was silent for a while, then said, "You mean, the Taoist sect wants to use the Ascension Platform to open the Gate of Heaven and connect to the upper realm?"

Bai Ze nodded: "How many of you humans are stuck in one realm throughout your life? It's not their fault, but because they don't have the blessing of luck. The luck of this world always gathers on that group of people."

"This world is a circle."

"Now, even if all of you combined your luck, you still can't achieve that circle. The only way to break the impasse is to borrow the power outside of the Heavenly Gate."

This huge amount of information caused Lu Mingyuan to fall into a long silence.

He thought of his master Zhao Xuanwu and Sui Yuqing.

Their talents are among the best in the world, but they are still unable to reach the upper third level. Is it really their fault?

"Don't the demons have such situations?" Lu Mingyuan asked.

Bai Ze smiled and said, "Otherwise, why have there been twelve thrones for thousands of years? Because only when the old throne dies can a new throne take its place."

"Besides opening the Heavenly Gate, is there no other way?"

Unconsciously, Lu Mingyuan felt that he had entered the rhythm of Bai Ze's words.

But the fact is, a lot of what Bai Ze said is true.

Taking himself as an example, if he had not absorbed the luck of other princes, he might not have reached his current level.

Bai Ze looked up at the dark sky and said, "I think you can be the 'one' and end this mess."

Lu Mingyuan frowned: "You are Bai Ze, the first throne of the demon race, can't even you do it?"

"No, I'm not pure enough."

Bai Ze shook his head.

The Rain Master explained: "Bai Ze and I actually don't really belong to this era, so there is no way we can get the recognition of the Heavenly Dao."

"But you are different."

"Oh!"

As they were talking, a loud noise was heard in this space.

I saw a huge jade ruyi above the sky, suppressing this place. The space exploded and turned into countless fragments.

Patriarch Yuqing's silver hair scattered in the air, and he controlled the Panwu Banner to open the blockade of this place.

"Bai Ze, do you remember the agreement we made tens of thousands of years ago?"

An ethereal voice rang out from heaven and earth. In the vast void, the image of a huge old man in Taoist robes, 30,000 meters tall, appeared behind him.

A pressure beyond that of a saint swept across heaven and earth.

"Naturally remember."

Bai Ze stood in the air with his hands behind his back. The overwhelming pressure from the sky turned into a breeze, brushing against the ends of his hair without causing any ripples. Instead, it made him smile.

"If that's the case, then why did you walk out of Yongwu Mountain?"

Patriarch Yuqing came forward with a palm.

This palm strike could destroy heaven and earth.

All the cultivators within a thousand miles could only feel a terrifying gust of wind blowing towards them, and the master's image stood tall and majestic.

With just a few strokes, the ground within a radius of a thousand miles was flattened.

A large number of monsters were unable to dodge and were slapped to death.

Under one palm.

The entire earth collapsed, and large areas of earth veins were exposed.

The ground beneath my feet was shaking violently.

An ancient and dilapidated underground world was revealed, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

Deep underground, a ruin lies silent. On the mottled stone walls, the traces of time are like a dense spider web, spreading the vicissitudes of history.

In the center of the ruins, a towering stone platform is incomplete but still stands majestically, showing its former glory and dignity.

"It's the remains of an ancient dynasty!"

Many monks were shocked when they saw the underground world appearing underground.

They could never have imagined that under the ascension platform, there were actually the ruins of an empire, and it seemed that the level of this empire was very high. It was definitely a magnificent dynasty from the Middle Ages.

Seeing this scene, Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but guess: "Could it be the ruins of the Changming Immortal Dynasty?"

(End of this chapter)