You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

Xuan Shui Zhenjun's expression was solemn. He reached out and pressed his hand against the invisible barrier in front of him. A wisp of magic power probed into it, and black energy immediately appeared on his fingertips as if they were being burned. He quickly withdrew his hand and frowned.

"Boss, I sent two of my men in to scout ahead, but they didn't find anything. They turned into pus as soon as they stepped in, their souls and bodies completely destroyed."

This restriction exudes an evil aura, containing an extremely malevolent curse! I've tried to forcefully break it, but the curse is like a leech, clinging to my bones; the slightest misstep will cause it to backfire through my magical power, making it extremely difficult to control.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Yang's eyes.

"The power of a curse? Interesting."

Without hesitation, he lifted his leg and walked into the distorted halo.

"I'll go in and take a look."

"Mysterious Water True Lord said urgently."

"Boss, watch out!"

As soon as Chen Yang stepped in, he felt as if the surrounding space had frozen. Countless resentful and vicious thoughts coiled around him like cold, venomous snakes, trying to burrow into his sea of ​​consciousness and devour his soul.

This force is indeed strange and cunning, carrying strong characteristics of repulsion and corruption.

Just then, Li Rou's voice rang out clearly in my mind, carrying a hint of solemnity.

"Chen Yang, watch out!"

This restriction is quite different from our Eastern methods; it is more like a curse field formed by a massive negative spiritual will.

Don't try to withstand it with brute force; the backlash will be very troublesome. Find the core node…

"All things return to one, and the great way is simple."

Chen Yang's lips curled into a cold, stern smile, completely unmoved.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his powerful divine sense, like the most precise scalpel, ignored the onslaught of those surging negative emotions, directly penetrating the surface of the halo and analyzing the strange patterns and energy nodes within it.

The supreme mysteries he cultivated within him flowed autonomously, and his profound understanding of space and spirit gave him a unique insight into this Western "array formation."

"Found it. The core of the curse is not unbreakable; its operating mode also follows a certain energy 'Dao pattern'."

Chen Yang's mind raced, and he began to draw in the void with his fingertips. He was not imitating the strange array patterns in front of him, but rather using the profound Dao patterns he had comprehended as a basis to draw out a talisman containing the power of spatial cutting, spiritual shock and purification.

The Dao patterns shimmered with silver light, like precise keys, pointing one by one at the twisted nodes of the patterns.

Accompanied by a tooth-grinding hissing sound and the wailing sounds of countless sharp resentments dissipating, the murky halo surrounding the canyon entrance fluctuated violently, and finally burst silently like a punctured bubble.

Chen Yang took a step forward, and suddenly the view opened up before him.

Deep in the canyon, a dilapidated stone building, still exuding an ancient and majestic aura, stands quietly.

It is not the palaces and temples commonly seen in China, but rather a rugged and mysterious style from beyond the borders. The main building is made of huge, dark stones stacked together, with strange gods, distorted starry skies and a large number of incomprehensible runes carved on it. At the top is a huge, broken spire, and collapsed pillars are scattered around it.

The air was filled with a musty yet still sacred scent, which was the source of the strange energy that Xuan Shui Zhenjun sensed—a source that was both "pure" and mixed with "curse."

"It really is a temple, and it belongs to foreigners."

Chen Yang scanned his surroundings; the interior space was much larger than what he saw from the outside. The temple's interior was also dilapidated, covered in cobwebs and dust, but one could still vaguely see the massive, long-collapsed pedestal of a deity standing in the center. The surrounding walls were covered with peeling murals depicting stories of gods and mortals, as well as various sacrificial rituals.

Scattered in the corner were clay tablets covered with writing, scrolls of unknown animal hides, and even crude weapons and bottles inlaid with dull gems.

Xuan Shui Zhenjun cautiously followed him in, and was amazed by the scene before him.

"This place is really remote and strange. Boss, did you find anything of value? This place feels weird and eerie, it doesn't look like it has any treasures."

Chen Yang did not answer immediately. He carefully scanned the entire temple with his divine sense again, and after confirming that the core of the restriction here had been broken and the energy fluctuations had become peaceful, he sank his consciousness into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness to communicate with the Sumeru Cave Heaven.

Silent ripples spread across the space in front of the temple's main hall, from which two figures emerged.

It was Yuna and William, among Alice's followers.

These two individuals also possessed unique and ancient bloodlines. As soon as they stepped out of the spatial passage and sensed the lingering aura of the temple, their eyes widened instantly.

Oh my god!
This...this is..."

William's voice trembled with excitement as he strode to a stone slab engraved with ancient star symbols and carefully brushed away the dust.

Yuna rushed straight to an inconspicuous altar in the corner of the temple, where several ugly, bat-winged small stone statues were enshrined, her eyes filled with unbelievable fanaticism.

"The aura of the Blood Source Temple! It's the long-lost Ancestral Blood Source Temple! The legendary sanctuary that enshrines the original bloodline of our ancestors!"

How could this possibly appear in the desolate mountains of the East?!

"The Bloodline Sanctuary?"

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Yes! Great master!"

William snapped out of his daze, knelt respectfully on one knee before Chen Yang, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"This is definitely an ancient hall of glory belonging to some kind of vampire or related dark creature! Look at these patterns, the remaining statues, and the ancient aura of primordial blood... Although it is decayed, its original value is immeasurable!"
These murals may bear the inscriptions of lost bloodlines, these runic stone tablets may contain cultivation methods of primordial bloodlines, and these statues and ritual implements eroded by time… they themselves are mediums containing ancient power!

Yuna added excitedly.

“Master, we can use these relics to reshape or even optimize the bloodline secret manual we are currently cultivating!”
There are so many guiding principles here! More importantly, the very existence of this temple holds unimaginable symbolic significance and practical value for us in awakening an ancient and purer power! Given enough materials, we are even confident that we can use the remaining aura and law patterns of this place to replicate a prototype temple in your Sumeru Grotto-Heaven!
That will be the supreme holy land for our bloodline!

Looking at their fervent and serious expressions, Chen Yang had already made up his mind.

While the Heavenly Dao Alliance's genetic weapons and clues about the Immortal Abode ruins are certainly important, mastering the inheritance and mysteries of another power system could be another way to strengthen one's own foundation, especially in the future when there may be a global confrontation with the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

"Alright!" Chen Yang gave the order decisively.

"Yuna, William, immediately summon everyone in the Sumeru Grotto who is proficient in this art or possesses the corresponding bloodline. You two lead the way, and carefully pack up everything in this temple that you find pleasing and valuable, even if it's just a stone with inscriptions or a rag stained with divine blood!"

He surveyed the entire magnificent yet dilapidated temple space and waved his hand.

"Don't leave anything out! Move it! Move it all out! Since this place is valuable, let's make sure there's not even a nail left."

Finally, if possible… take the main structure of this temple with me!

Yuna and William were overjoyed and could hardly believe their ears.

"Yes, my great and generous master!"

The two immediately began to call out to their companions who were already waiting inside the Sumeru Cave Heaven through a special bloodline beacon.

Soon, figures exuding faint dark or strange life force emerged one after another through the spatial gate.

Some of these people had blood-red eyes, some had razor-sharp fingertips, some were covered in illusory scales, and some exuded a pure aura of life and affinity.

Upon arriving at this unfamiliar ancient Eastern temple, after their initial astonishment, they were immediately overwhelmed by the shared calling from the depths of their bloodline, and were so excited that they could not contain themselves.

Under Yuna and William's swift and efficient command, this "professional demolition team" sprang into action, with a clear division of labor.

Some people, holding special carving knives and rubbing tools, carefully peeled away the murals and runes on the wall that contained information;

Some of the vampire elders, who were experts in materials and archaeology, used crystal tools that were like magnifying glasses to search, clean, and identify the dust and gravel inch by inch. They even treasured a small fragment inlaid with a special gemstone.
Many more people were responsible for cutting and collecting the massive stone pillar fragments, broken statue parts, and altar foundations.

They employed unusual methods such as space compression and element segmentation, which were extremely efficient.

For a moment, the temple was filled with the hissing sound of energy gently cutting through the stone, the low chanting of prayers, and the sounds of careful moving, as if a grand "moving ceremony" was taking place.

What was even more astonishing was that they discovered a long-dried-up "blood pool" remnant beneath the temple's foundation, yet still pulsating with energy. William concluded that this was a remnant root from a place where ancient bloodline power converged and condensed.

They mobilized dozens of people, sparing no effort to expend their magical energy, and forcibly excavated the massive foundation containing special energy fluctuations, along with the blood pool ruins, as if digging out a giant tree root. Then, they sealed and wrapped it with layers of spatial runes to reduce its size.

The whole process lasted for most of the day.

After the last load-bearing stone beam, engraved with mysterious patterns, was carefully placed into a specially designed spatial capsule, the entire canyon floor sank to a depth of more than ten meters.

The ancient temple that once stood here, along with all the soil and rocks within a kilometer radius that contained residual special energy, has been completely cleared away, leaving only a huge and ugly pit, as if it had been devoured by an invisible gluttonous beast.

The strange energy fluctuations and the aura of holiness mixed with curse that had permeated this place had completely disappeared, leaving only devastation.

"Master, mission accomplished!"

Yuna, her face flushed with exhaustion yet intense excitement, respectfully reported to Chen Yang, who was standing by the pit.

"All identifiable and valuable parts of the temple include 271 stone tablets for books, 305 murals, 48 ​​main components of statues and sacrificial implements, 720 cubic meters of blood pool remnants and 'holy soil,' 9,800 tons of building stone, and various other fragments with runes and patterns."

All items have been categorized, sorted, and sealed, and have all been placed in the designated storage area of ​​the Sumeru Grotto-Heaven. Although the main structure of the temple has collapsed, its core stone base and dome framework, which bear the patterns of the laws, have also been completely cut off and taken away!

Her report was detailed and precise, displaying the flair of a professional archaeological team leader and a fervent believer.

Chen Yang nodded, quite satisfied with the outcome of the "relocation".

"Thank you for your hard work, you did a great job."

All the spoils will be handed over to Alice for inventory and safekeeping. You two will be responsible for coordinating the subsequent research and replication plans. Now, go back.”

As the spatial ripples spread once more, the special demolition team, laden with loot, vanished instantly, leaving only the enormous pit and a bewildered Xuan Shui Zhenjun standing there.

Xuan Shui Zhenjun witnessed from beginning to end how Chen Yang brought a group of strangely shaped "workers" who dismantled the entire foreign temple into "parts" and packed them up to take away with almost terrifying efficiency. He was deeply shocked.

He swallowed hard and asked with immense curiosity.

"Boss... what... what treasures are in this temple that make you so... um, so 'serious'? I saw they even scraped away three feet of soil from the paving stones..."

Chen Yang calmly, even with a hint of disdain, patted non-existent dust off his shoulder.

"There's nothing special about it. It's just a dilapidated temple left behind by a group of ancient charlatans from beyond the realm. Inside, there are all sorts of strange broken stones and symbols that I can't understand."

Aside from the somewhat odd architectural style, it's not of much value to us. I had it cleaned up to eliminate any potential problems, lest the strange curse of this place cause further trouble.

"Uh...oh...I see..."

Looking at the huge pit, which was dozens of meters deep and had a diameter of 100 meters, and recalling how the "workers" had handled each piece of rotten stone with runes as if it were a rare treasure, Xuan Shui Zhenjun felt that Chen Yang's statement that the stone was "not valuable" and "clearing away hidden dangers" was a bit too dismissive.

But he wasn't stupid; he knew that since the boss had said that, it meant he didn't want to talk any more, and he definitely didn't want him to get involved with the contents.

He wisely refrained from pressing the matter further, simply laughing it off.

"The boss is always so thorough!"

This place is gloomy and creepy; it's good that it's destroyed, it's good that it's destroyed!

The two left the area, which was now just a deep pit. They returned to the construction site of the "Deep Sea Base," the gene research base—a secluded location carefully chosen by Xuan Shui Zhenjun in the foreign desert.

Looking out, a massive semi-buried structure is beginning to take shape. The main building is deeply embedded beneath a huge sandstone mass, while the exposed parts utilize state-of-the-art optical camouflage and environmental simulation technologies, blending almost seamlessly with the surrounding undulating sand dunes, making it extremely difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Huge construction equipment was being systematically removed, and in its place, massive energy reactor shell components were being hoisted and positioned, while layers of composite armor plates, gleaming with a cold, hard metallic luster and complex rune light, were being welded to key locations.

Xuan Shui Zhenjun pointed to the bustling construction site, his face showing undisguised excitement and a hint of flattery.

"Boss, you see, in a few more months, three months at most!" (End of Chapter)