Simultaneously traverse through the heavens, using the equipment slots to conquer all realms.

"What do you mean, brat? Don't go too far. Do you really think that just because you took the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar, you can do whatever you want with the Dao? I'm furious right now."

Amidst the chaotic void, Duan De sneered. A strange aura emerged from the broken bowl above his head, causing all the paths around him to tremble, and the wisps of aura suppressed the ages.

The lid of the Devouring Demon Jar, which had been dormant inside He Lang's body, sensed this and revived on its own, casting down streaks of dark light to protect He Lang within.

This is?

He Lang was protected by the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar, which blocked this energy. A strange light flashed in his eyes. Could this broken bowl be the Heaven-Reaching Nether Treasure that Duan De refined in his previous life as the Nether Lord?

"A celestial artifact? Daoist, your trump card is indeed formidable. But do you dare to fully revive it? You should know how the supreme beings in the forbidden zones of life react when they sense celestial energy. Releasing a wisp of energy here is not a disaster, but going any further will surely overturn heaven and earth and attract immense karmic forces!"

The supreme being of the seven forbidden zones of life in the Big Dipper has gone mad in his desire to see the immortal path. He Lang believes that as long as Duan De dares to revive this immortal artifact, the supreme being of the seven forbidden zones will appear here in the next moment, grab Duan De, and refine him in an instant!

Not to mention the supreme beings of the underworld lineage. If Duan De were to reappear in the world, they would absolutely spare no effort to find him, even if it meant destroying the universe.

Bitter!

Seeing that he hadn't been fooled, Duan De felt a little helpless. These young people were getting harder and harder to fool. Of course, he knew that He Lang wasn't lying. Right after he recovered, he had a premonition and knew that he absolutely couldn't reveal even a trace of the supreme immortal artifact above his head unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Amitabha! You have passed my test! Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Duan De's originally dignified demeanor instantly changed, and he smiled broadly, without the slightest displeasure. A hint of satisfaction even appeared in his eyes, as if what had just happened was truly a test he had given to He Lang.

The broken bowl that revived above his head quickly withdrew its immortal energy and sank into his sea of ​​consciousness to protect his soul.

Duan De was also afraid that He Lang would resort to underhanded tactics again, so he was extremely vigilant.

"I have heard that the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar was buried in the Great Emperor's Daoist temple. The fact that the Daoist was able to enter it and survive shows that his skills are unfathomable. I have also heard that the Daoist is skilled in tomb science and has been excavating large tombs. I would like to learn the Daoist's skills."

The demonic aura in He Lang's eyes gradually subsided, and his aura became calm. After speaking, he stared at Duan De, waiting for his reply.

Upon hearing that He Lang wanted this method, Duan De suddenly realized what he was thinking. He wanted to use his feng shui knowledge of tombs to excavate those ancient corpses!

The little devil in front of us is gradually devouring the heavens with his demonic arts, which requires various bloodline origins and countless bloodlines to transform. If we learn his methods, it will be like adding wings to a tiger!

After some thought, Duan De realized that this was not a bad thing for him. On the contrary, the two could cooperate. After all, there were too many dangerous factors in the tomb. He often encountered all kinds of strange things when he was doing archaeology. He Lang needed ancient corpses, but he didn't need this thing. On the contrary, this kid now had the Devouring Demon Jar lid on him, which would definitely be a great help.

Thinking of the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar, Duan De felt his heart clench again. Damn it! That was half an imperial weapon that he had almost lost half his life to get his hands on!

"Okay! I'll give it to you!"

Duan De cursed a few times, then without saying a word, a wisp of his primordial spirit power shot out from between his brows and landed in front of He Lang.

He Lang touched this wisp of primordial spirit power with his divine sense, and countless words appeared in his consciousness. Various knowledge of feng shui, mountains and rivers, and array patterns emerged in his consciousness. After He Lang sorted them out, they were compiled into a scripture.

"Yuanjing?"

He Lang was somewhat surprised when he saw the name of this ancient book.

The Yuan Tianshi lineage possesses a book called the Yuan Tian Shu, considered a supreme treasure of the Yuan arts. It can be used to find the source, determine the veins, and stabilize the terrain. This Yuan Jing is similar, but its content describes the mysteries of various rebellious forces, how to find such terrain, utilize it, and even arrange terrain to seize the creation of heaven and earth.

He Lang suspected that this was part of the Supreme Immortal Scripture of the Origin Heaven Domain, which Duan De created during the first reign of the Underworld Emperor.

Duan Dechuan's ancient scripture was not the complete text; some important chapters were missing. He Lang didn't care about that; if it was missing, it was fine.

"Equipment Source Manual!"

With a thought, He Lang unloaded the Yao Guang Ancient Scripture and equipped the Yuan Scripture into his equipment slot, then checked its effects.

【Source Scripture】Effect: Cultivation speed +200%, Source Heaven Sensing (Mastery of Source Heaven Feng Shui Technique grants spiritual connection, allowing one to sense mountains and terrain, achieving harmony between heaven and man)

The Source Scripture did not add any comprehension or innate talent; instead, it gave him a talent for sensing the Source Heaven. When this talent appeared, he seemed to have divine enlightenment. He quickly comprehended the various wisdoms in the Source Scripture and transformed them into his own foundation. He mastered the Source Heaven Feng Shui Technique almost instantly.

The moment He Lang achieved mastery of the Origin Heaven Feng Shui, his spirit seemed to completely merge with the void, comprehending the mysteries of the void. The turbulent currents in the void became traceable in his eyes, and the boundless void was no longer unfamiliar to his divine sense.

"I have already passed on the art of feng shui and burial to you. Now may I leave?"

Duan De's voice reached his ears, causing He Lang's consciousness to withdraw from the interaction between heaven and man.

"Hahaha! What are you saying, Daoist Master? This void is not my place. You are free to leave if you wish."

He Lang was much more polite after taking such a big advantage from Duan De. That's what a good older brother he is!

"Amitabha Buddha, this is not over! Once I leave, I will dig up all the tombs of your Yao Guang Holy Land for eighteen generations!"

After Duan De finished speaking, he activated the secret treasure and instantly disappeared into the void, leaving this void.

Upon hearing this, He Lang silently mourned for the sages of the Yao Guang Holy Land, saying, "I'm so sorry, younger disciples!"

He knew that Duan De could do it, but it wasn't a big problem. The burial grounds of the sages of the Yao Guang Holy Land were protected by powerful beings, so there wouldn't be any loss.

He wasn't afraid of Duan De spreading rumors. Even if someone investigated, he only needed to unload the Devouring Heaven Demon Art and equip only the Yao Guang Ancient Scripture. He would still be a pure quasi-holy son who cultivated the Yao Guang Ancient Scripture.

Furthermore, given Duan De's character, putting aside everything else, the moment he shows his face, he'll be the first to be instantly killed.

Looking at the void, He Lang poured divine power into the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar. When his divine power was more than half depleted, the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar revived a wisp of supreme energy, tearing through the void and carrying him away from it, reappearing in the outside world.

"Where did we get swept up by the void turbulence?"

Looking at the endless black mountains before him, He Lang felt his innate spiritual sense constantly warning him to leave this place as soon as possible.

He Lang followed his heart and rode the divine rainbow away from the black mountain in an instant. Only when he reached the outer edge of the black mountain did he stop and look back at the black mountain that resembled an ancient demonic mountain.