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

The various methods in the Source Book, containing boundless wisdom, kept emerging in his mind, radiating countless rays of inspiration. In an instant, it felt like ten thousand years had passed.

He Lang seemed to have been studying this heavenly book for decades, transforming from a complete novice who knew nothing about the Origin Heaven Divine Art into a grandmaster of the Origin Heaven Dao.

If he were to go to the Holy City now, he wouldn't lose his three thousand jin of source energy at all!

After mastering the Origin Heaven Book, He Lang stored it in the Sea of ​​Bitterness. He also took out a jade cauldron and collected Zhang Jiye's remains, which were not far away. He planned to send them to the Stone Village when he left Purple Mountain, since it was all a matter of a moment.

After doing all this, He Lang began to look around the empty hall again. He walked to the stone wall and touched it. This space was actually the internal space of the Wushi Bell. He planned to try to get the Wushi Bell to drop. After trying it, He Lang was a little disappointed. He found that he could not equip it without touching the Wushi Bell itself, which made his plan fall through.

The idea of ​​blasting open the stone wall flashed through his mind, but he immediately dismissed the suicidal thought, knowing that it would cause trouble if it triggered a reaction from the Boundless Bell.

A single wave of energy could turn him into a bloody mist.

With regret, He Lang left this space and headed towards his next destination. It wasn't far; he arrived after walking a few steps from the stone hall. It was an open space where a huge stone scripture lay on a stone platform. The scripture's surface was imprinted with natural Dao patterns such as the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, insects, and fish, exuding the aura of the Great Dao.

He Lang knew that this was the Wushi Sutra left behind by the Great Emperor Wushi. It not only recorded the Great Emperor Wushi's legacy, but also contained the contingency plans he left in this universe for future dark turmoil.

The pages of the Stone Scripture, combined with the essence blood left behind by the Great Emperor Wushi, can unleash the unparalleled divine power of the Great Emperor Wushi, equivalent to the Great Emperor Wushi personally taking action.

The Wushijing bears the marks of time, ancient and natural, like a long river of time manifested here.

He Lang circulated his divine power, and a vast amount of essence emerged from his body, condensing into a golden phantom behind him. The phantom looked exactly like him and exuded overwhelming blood energy.

The primal aura of the Great Accomplished Holy Body was outwardly manifested, and the unique primal fluctuations of the Great Accomplished Holy Body caused the Wushi Scripture to emit a crystalline light, causing the ancient and massive stone scripture to tremble.

"when……"

Just then, a bell rang out from the distant stone palace. There was no killing intent, nor any earth-shattering divine power surging forth. Instead, the imperial aura of an ancient emperor wafted over, calming the disturbance of the Beginningless Scripture.

He Lang: "..."

Are you targeting me?! I am also a descendant of the Great Emperor Wushi, okay?

I've even mastered one of the killing formations of the Great Emperor Wushi!

I originally planned to acquire the inheritance as an ordinary genius, but since that's the case, I won't pretend anymore. Equipment slots, equip me!

He Lang stepped forward and placed his hand on the Wushi Sutra, silently reciting the equipment in his mind.

"Equipment failed, but you gained one day of enlightenment from the Great Emperor Wushi's cultivation."

The failure was within He Lang's expectations; he did not see the complete scripture transmission, and the Wushijing could only be considered a secret artifact.

Could he possibly gain a day's worth of the Great Emperor Wushi's insights into cultivation?

After checking the equipment effects in the equipment panel, he found that they were indeed similar to what he had expected. After using it, he could receive the blessing of the Great Emperor Wushi's cultivation insights for a day, which was similar to drinking the Enlightenment Tea or using the Source of the Dao.

He Lang's eyes lit up when he saw this. He tried to equip the items several times in a row to gain more insights into cultivation, but nothing dropped from his equipment slots, making him feel like he had missed out on a fortune.

Zishan is truly his blessed land!

With excitement, He Lang continued to the next place, walking from the Wushi Scripture into the depths of Zishan. Along the way, he could see many ancient vines and old trees growing on the piles of stones, and at the roots of the trees, there were piles of the bones of ancient creatures, whose divine essence had long been devoured.

He wasn't worried about encountering any danger. His mastery of the Xingzi Secret Technique was enough to make him see Zishan as flat ground at this point in time, which was why he dared to be so reckless.

If you have any questions, just talk to my secret guide!

After obtaining the Xingzi Secret, he didn't even equip the Dao Jing Lun Hai Chapter for the time being. He kept the Xingzi Secret in his equipment slot and left it running. He took another small step forward with the Xingzi Secret and was able to sense the power of the River of Time, which involved the realm of time.

Just like now, as he circulates the Word "Travel" secret technique, streams of crystalline time power appear around him. He seems to be walking on the river of time, leaping through the gaps in time. Even if he swaggered past the ancient beings sleeping in Purple Mountain, these ancient beings would not be able to sense his aura.

After walking along the trails for a day, he appeared in the area near the center of Purple Mountain. The ground here was covered with orchids and rare herbs, and the atmosphere was peaceful. The fragrance of ancient medicine wafted to his nose, as if he had entered a pure land.

Reaching the end of the stone path, a colossal Dao platform appeared before him, exuding an aura of the Great Dao that was incredibly mysterious. One after another, streams of chaos descended from the void, each capable of crushing countless heavens throughout the ages, like a divine waterfall. The platform was submerged, with only half of it visible, making it incomparably magnificent and majestic.

Even a wisp of chaotic energy can be refined into a supreme treasure of the sect, yet here there are thousands upon thousands of them, like a waterfall, inspiring awe.

He Lang summoned the lid of the Demon Jar and used the divine source he had collected along the way to activate the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar, unleashing its deeper power. Strands of supreme imperial energy descended, protecting him within.

The lid of the Devouring Demon Jar floated above his head, and the supreme imperial aura permeated the air, like an ancient universe spinning, obliterating the aura of the Great Dao spreading from the Beginningless Dao Platform. It was as if the chaotic energy suppressed by the ancient divine mountain was also forced open to create a path.

He Lang stepped onto the passage and ascended the Boundless Dao Platform. His goal was the Medicine King growing on the platform. These peerless medicines had grown here for countless millennia, and their medicinal properties were enough to defy the heavens.

Even with the Devouring Demon Jar lid protecting him, He Lang was not at ease. Maintaining the power of this half-emperor weapon was too terrifying. It was only because he was closely connected with the Devouring Demon Jar lid and had obtained the Divine Source Block that he was able to hold on for a short time. Not only were there tens of thousands of chaotic energies at the Beginningless Dao Platform, but the Beginningless Killing Array was also set up there.

If it weren't for the Xingzi Secret and his mastery of a corner of the Wushi Killing Array, he would have been trapped in the Great Emperor's Killing Array.

When the divine source was almost exhausted, He Lang left the range of the Wushi Dao Platform.

Looking at the fifteen medicinal kings in the sea of ​​bitterness, He Lang's face turned rosy with excitement!

A single herb can extend one's lifespan by four to five hundred years. If it were to be traded, it would undoubtedly be fiercely contested by the old and near-death veterans of the major powers in the Eastern Wilderness.

"At the end of the immortal path, who stands at the peak? A single glance at the beginningless Dao reveals its emptiness."

Dao patterns intertwined in He Lang's eyes as he looked at the top of the Wushi Dao Platform. Thinking of the Wushi Emperor's achievements, he couldn't help but sigh.

"This chaotic energy is quite good!"

Looking at the chaotic energy above the Wushi Dao Platform, He Lang activated the lid of the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar, allowing it to revive some of the ultimate divine power. A chaotic black hole floated above his head, resembling a universe.

The lid of the magic jar flew into the Chaos Waterfall, cutting off a section of the Chaos Divine Waterfall and bringing it back.

Now that he had encountered such a divine object, He Lang naturally wouldn't let it go. If it weren't for the fact that the Devouring Demon Jar lid was consuming too much energy, he would have wanted to pack it all up and take it with him.

Putting away the lid of the magic jar, He Lang turned and left the Wushi Dao Platform. He was going to go to the place where Jiang Taixu was sealed and get his hands on the Douzi Secret.

Although he possesses a complete inheritance of the Emperor's Secret Techniques, he doesn't mind having too many secret techniques. Even without cultivating them, comprehending their wisdom can increase one's own intelligence. Not to mention, this is the Fighting Secret, one of the Nine Secrets, an unparalleled fighting holy technique.

Just as He Lang reached the corner of the stone cave leading to the stone hall, he suddenly felt a jolt in his heart and sensed a crisis.

Before he could react, countless Dao patterns intertwined in the void, and the aura of ancient emperors permeated the air, trapping him within them.

"Woof woof woof... Human pet! Hand over my treasure, and that lid you used before, and I can forgive your offense."

A large black dog, the size of a calf, emerged from the void, its teeth clenched, and stared at He Lang in the formation, eager to make a move.