The ancient return was exposed by his sister's live stream.

A truly grand square... spacious, clean, with a stone-paved surface, surrounded by seven or eight palaces of varying sizes, arranged in a staggered and orderly fashion.

In the very center is a main hall with upturned eaves and ridge beasts. There is no horizontal plaque above the door, but there is a pillar on each side of the door with inscriptions on it.

Majestic mountains, ancient trees reaching for the sky, thirty-six spiritual pulses rise into the heavens, and countless ancient Taoist rhythms flow through the mountains. Magnificent and simple ancient palaces are built against the mountains, scattered in an orderly manner, stretching for thousands of miles, with a majestic momentum and an aura that has dominated the ages!

The breathtaking scenery of the fairy mountain left everyone in awe and unable to recover for a long time.

"It's so magnificent... This is the true essence of the first immortal mountain in ancient times!" Qin Xiaoyu murmured to herself, her eyes filled with awe.

Suppressing her excitement, Chen Siyao raised her hand and waved her clear eyes.

A crystal-clear, suspended image crystal instantly takes shape, stands steadily in the sky, and automatically starts a panoramic live stream!

The previously silent live stream room instantly restarted, and the screen simultaneously broadcast the entire scene of the lifting of the lockdown on the main island of Penglai!

Chen Siyao's gaze was calm as she spoke softly to the camera, her voice clear and resonating across the entire internet:

"Today, the double-layered restrictions on the ancient main island of Penglai have been completely broken, and the ancient immortal mountain has been fully revealed to the world."

"Next, we will take you on a step-by-step exploration of the ancient Jie Sect's training grounds, uncovering the secrets of ancient cultivation buried for millennia, tracing the origins of ancient Chinese civilization, and peeking into the ultimate truth behind its mysterious revival!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she led the group slowly into the ancient palace complex.

Qin Xiaoyu walked closer to look and read the words aloud.

"All things are accessible to all, regardless of social status."

"Education should be provided to all without discrimination," Chen Siyao added the second half of the sentence.

The live stream chat was practically bursting out of the screen at that moment.

"The Jie Sect's principle of 'education for all' is right here!"

"Wait, wait, wait, is this Penglai Island? Is it really the sect of the Tongtian Sect Master??"

"I don't even know where to begin!!"

"Chen Siyao, quickly take a few more shots with the camera!!"

Chen Siyao has already started filming.

The camera lens, which captures the image of the crystal, starts from the main entrance of the main hall and slowly moves to the right.

First, there was a row of side halls. The doors of the side halls were open, and light shone through, allowing one to vaguely see the things hanging on the interior walls.

Walking beside Chen Siyao, Qin Xiaoyu whispered, "Auntie, it would be better if we started exploring from the left side. We can follow the order of the buildings and avoid getting lost."

"it is good."

The group started from the rightmost hall.

The name "Daoist Duobao" is engraved on the lintel of the first side hall.

The door was pushed open, and the interior was brightly lit. Directly opposite the entrance was a stone platform with an outline on it.

It's not a statue, but more like a residual image formed from some kind of spiritual energy. The details are unclear, but the shape is stable and has not dissipated.

The ritual implements were placed beneath the stone platform.

Not one item, but a row, neatly arranged on the holder, from left to right, each item with a name engraved on the holder.

Yang Wanqing walked closer to take a look, reaching out to approach one of the items. At a distance of two inches, he could feel the resistance of spiritual energy, as if an invisible protective membrane was shielding the magical artifact.

"I can't touch it." She withdrew her hand.

Chen Siyao took pictures of the names of each of the magical artifacts, and then moved the camera to the side wall.

There are words on the wall.

The densely packed, vertically written text, from top to bottom and from right to left, is a biographical account of this Daoist Duobao.

Chen Siyao fixed the photo crystal in a position where it could reflect the wall, then took out her phone to start taking pictures, while translating the parts she could recognize to the live stream audience.

"Born of the demon race, a descendant of the Xuan Turtle Clan deep within the Cloud Sea... the chief disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master..."

She paused halfway through reading.

"He is a demon."

"The foremost disciple of the Jie Sect, born into the demon race."

Someone in the live chat reacted first.

"Wait, is Daoist Duobao a demon?"

"Education for all...it truly means education for all."

"The Tongtian Sect Leader taking a demon as his chief disciple—what did that mean in ancient times...?"

"Isn't this just blatantly going against everyone else at the time?"

Chen Siyao closed her phone, took back the photo crystal, and walked towards the next hall.

Among the four disciples—Golden Spirit Mother, Wudang Mother, and Tortoise Spirit Mother—Golden Spirit Mother and Wudang Mother are of the human race.

As you descend from one hall to another, each person has their own private chamber, and each person is either a member of the demon race or of a special bloodline.

Each person's inheritance and ritual implements are still in their original places, perfectly preserved.

By the time they finished visiting the fourth hall, the number of viewers in the live stream had reached 630 million.

Standing next to Chen Siyao, Qin Xiaoyu whispered, "Master, after we've finished touring these halls, we'll be at the main hall."

Chen Siyao nodded.

The group turned towards the main hall.

Climb the stone steps, push open the door...

The Tongtian Sect Leader is not in it.

There is no lineage of Lingbao Tianzun, and no trace pointing to the sect leader himself.

but...

Seven figures stood in the center of the main hall.

They were not real people, but rather afterimages formed from condensed spiritual energy. There were seven of them, side by side, at different heights, with names engraved on the ground beneath each afterimage.

The Seven Fairies.

The Seven Immortals who served the Tongtian Sect Leader.

Chen Siyao stopped in the middle of the hall and slowly looked around.

The four walls of the main hall.

Not a single spot is empty.

The east wall is the origin of the Jie Sect. From its initial establishment to its rules and the origin of the teachings of "education for all," the walls are covered with dense text and murals, which are carved from the floor to the ceiling.

The western wall represents the teachings of the Jie Sect... its views on cultivation and its understanding of the Way of Heaven and Earth.

The records of several questions and answers by the Tongtian Cult Leader are written in aphoristic style, each sentence is short but carries weight.

South wall...

Chen Siyao walked over, looked up, and then stopped.

There is a mural on the south wall.

The mural is extremely large, spanning the entire wall. It depicts two armies with a mountain range in between. Above the mountain range is a thick cloud with a palace within it.

There are text annotations next to it.

Chen Siyao held the photo crystal up to the south wall and began reading line by line.

She read the first three lines.

Then he lowered his head, remained silent for two seconds, and then looked up to continue reading.

"The Thirty-Three Heavens. The Battle for Supremacy."

"Both sides...the Jie Sect, the Chan Sect, and the sects affiliated with each side, totaling..."

She stopped.

I checked the number again.

"In total, there are 117 participating sects."

The live stream was silent for almost two seconds.

Then the barrage exploded vertically.

"One hundred and seventeen?! What a massive war that is..."

"Wait, the Thirty-Three Heavens really exist?!"

"This isn't a story from the Investiture of the Gods; this is... something that actually happened?"

Chen Siyao continued reading.

"Duration of the war..."

She finished reading the last few words, pushed the photo crystal closer to the wall, and confirmed the handwriting.

"Nine thousand eight hundred years."

"A full ten thousand years."

A live stream with over 600 million viewers...

The live chat stopped.

There was a pause of almost three seconds, and nothing happened.

Then they started to appear, one after another, each one very short.

"Ten thousand years..."

"A war that lasts for ten thousand years."

"Some people fight from the beginning until they die of old age."

"Some people played from start to finish."

"Nine thousand eight hundred years."

Chen Siyao didn't say anything, and the photo crystal was steadily facing the south wall.

Someone in the chat asked a question that encapsulated the questions everyone in the live stream had.

Who won that war?

Chen Siyao turned her head and walked towards the text on the far right of the south wall.