The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

"The Myriad Weapons Sect is renowned for its weapon crafting, producing countless weapons, including many powerful magical artifacts. Could it be that the Nine Dragon Coffin was also crafted by the Myriad Weapons Sect?"

Qin Changye made his own guess.

Before Qin Changye could voice his doubts, the illusory figure continued, "Three hundred years ago, the evil veins deep beneath the Doomsday Mountains cracked. Our Myriad Weapons Sect was closest to it and was the first to sense it. We even sensed that there were powerful, numerous, and bloodthirsty evil soldiers within the evil veins. If those evil soldiers were allowed to break free, the entire Great Wilderness would be devastated and face annihilation."

After a pause, the illusory figure continued, "The Myriad Weapons Sect has thousands of members. They are not only highly skilled in weapon crafting, but also have strong cultivation levels. They were the most powerful force in the Great Wilderness at the time. If you want to leave, no one can stop you."

But on that day, not a single one of the thousands of people in the sect left. The sect leader summoned all the disciples and said that the purpose of forging weapons was to safeguard the Dao. We have spent our whole lives forging weapons. If we cannot even safeguard our own Dao, then what use are these weapons?

On that day, thousands of people from the entire sect merged their own divine souls into their natal weapons, forging a heaven-reaching array to seal the entrance to the evil vein.

Since then, the Myriad Weapons Sect has vanished from the world, leaving only an unsolved mystery of its mysterious disappearance.

The voice of the phantom grew weaker and weaker.

To Xiuer and the others, it sounded eerily like thunder.

Qin Changye released his spiritual power, and judging from the weak pulse of the illusory figure, he was not lying.

For the sake of the entire Great Wilderness, thousands of members of the Myriad Weapons Sect sacrificed their lives to create weapons, upholding the Dao with their lives!

This matter, however, remains unknown to the world.

What a noble sentiment!

It's so noble it's almost foolish!

For the hundreds of billions of people in the Great Wilderness, they still don't understand to this day that there is no such thing as a peaceful life; it's just that someone is bearing the burden for them!

"Of course, I'm telling you this not so that you can spread this news and claim credit for it. I just want to tell you that after three hundred years, the seal has mostly loosened. I hope you can enter the Doomsday Mountains, find the headquarters ruins of the Myriad Weapons Sect, open the treasure vault, where there are many divine weapons."

I would like to ask you to integrate these divine weapons into the weapon array to try and strengthen the seal.

And this is also the ultimate purpose of the phantom summoning Qin Changye to test him.

As he spoke, he produced a black key and handed it to Qin Changye.

This key is the key to unlocking the treasure vault within the ruins of the Myriad Weapons Sect. Any one of the divine weapons within the vault, if released, would be enough to cause countless forces in the Great Wilderness to fight desperately for it.

Faced with these divine weapons, few in the world could resist the temptation to possess them and throw them into the soul array.

Perhaps worried that Qin Changye wouldn't believe it, the illusory figure waved its hand, and the scene on the light screen appeared:

Deep within the Doomsday Mountains, there is a huge plaza with a massive underground stone chamber beneath it.

In the center of the stone chamber stands a stone tablet.

The stone tablet is densely engraved with thousands of names from top to bottom.

At the very bottom of the stone tablet is inscribed a line of words: "The Myriad Instruments Sect, 3,762 people, died on the same day, their souls used to suppress the Dao."

Behind the stone tablet was a visible spatial rift.

Black mist continuously poured out of the crack, accompanied by faint roars.

Above the crack, a layer of golden light curtain barely sealed it off. The surface of the light curtain was covered with fine cracks and seemed to be on the verge of breaking at any moment.

Within the light screen, there were countless phantom images of weapons.

Knife, sword, spear, halberd, axe, battle-axe, hook...

Each weapon is attached with a faint, almost vanished, remnant soul.

The remnant souls were layered upon each other, densely packed, using their last bit of strength to try to maintain the seal.

Three thousand seven hundred and sixty-two remnant souls, each supporting a part of the seal.

For three hundred years, they have stood here, guarding this crack and protecting the peace of the Great Wilderness.

"How much longer can they...hold on?" Qin Changye asked.

"At most one month." The spirit's voice was so weak it was almost inaudible. "That's why I used my last breath to use the illusion to filter out those destined for me."

Qin Changye paused.

Xiuer and the seven female ghosts stood aside without saying a word.

The Doomsday Mountains are a place where there is no chance of survival, and they were actually unwilling for Qin Changye to enter and risk his life.

"I agree." After a few breaths, Qin Changye reached out and took the black key, his tone resolute.

In fact, even without the entrustment of this phantom, Qin Changye planned to enter the Doomsday Mountain Range in a few days, lie in wait for the old Taoist with red eyebrows, find out whether his father Qin Wuyai was alive or dead, and search for his grandfather Qin Kuangzhan.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you!"

The illusory figure took a long breath, its gaze towards Qin Changye filled with gratitude, and before completely dissipating, it even bowed deeply to Qin Changye.

Everything has a spirit, and stones are no exception.

As the spirit born from the treasure of the Myriad Weapons Sect, he witnessed the sect's glorious rise and also saw it silently sacrifice itself for the Great Wilderness.

He also wanted to join the Myriad Weapons Sect to form a weapon array and seal the evil vein.

Unfortunately, the artifact array was already complete at that time, and before his consciousness dissipated, the sect leader of the Myriad Artifacts Sect threw it into the Myriad Artifacts Diagram...

So that, three hundred years later, he could find the right person to reinforce the array.

Today, as he lay dying, he found Qin Changye, his destined one, which can be considered as fulfilling his mission!

Qin Changye bowed deeply in return to the direction in which the illusory figure had completely dissipated.

After that, he put away the black key and the Myriad Weapon Stone together.

Snapped!

With this matter settled, Qin Changye was about to leave the Myriad Weapons Diagram when the special communication jade slip at his waist suddenly exploded.

"I didn't expect the formidable enemy to arrive so quickly!"

Qin Changye's brows furrowed instantly.

Before entering the Myriad Weapons Diagram, Qin Changye worried that powerful enemies might attack during this time.

Not only were all the immortal puppets with cultivation levels above the Imperial Martial Realm dug out from the third level of the Burial Immortal Tower, but they were also put under the command of Ren Pingsheng, Tower Master, and Li Yourong.

He also handed the three a special jade slip for transmitting sound, and earnestly instructed them that if the attacking enemy was too strong and even these immortal puppets could not withstand it, they should crush the special jade slip immediately, and he would teleport them out of the Myriad Artifacts Diagram as quickly as possible.

Qin Changye had thought that he would probably not need this special jade slip for transmitting sound.

Who would have thought that I would use it less than a day after entering the Myriad Tools Diagram?

Qin Changye quickly activated the teleportation to leave the Myriad Weapons Diagram, wondering if the powerful enemy coming was one of the twenty-odd emperors? Or the sect leader and grand elder of the Qing Shou Sect? Or perhaps a top assassin hired by the grand elder of the Jin Xin Chamber of Commerce at great expense?

Then, none of these were true.

People from the First Saint Sect have arrived...

At this very moment, the Qin Imperial Palace was already awash in blood, with corpses strewn everywhere.