Chapter 1092: Chapter 192: The Divine Statue Smiles Gracefully Chapter 1092: Chapter 192: The Divine Statue Smiles Gracefully The air carried an extrely hot breath; looking around, it was actually an endless vast desert, each grain of sand displayed a golden hue, as if each was burning with flas, creating a scene like a giant furnace.
Despite there being no stars in the sky, the temperature of the desert was abnormally high.
It was incredibly hard for the immortals to endure, as if it contained a kind of fire poison, and only immortal materials could barely resist it; otherwise, they would be lted.
“What a terrifying environnt, it contains a horrifying law.”
Even the War God couldn’t ignore it, and it was a pity for the others who struggled.
Their warship, upon arriving here, was like being placed inside a giant furnace.
“My lord, I know where we are!”
A half-step Supre opened his mouth; he was nad Zhou Sen and had joined the Divine Martial Clan out of admiration.
He said, “This is the Yellow Smoke Desert, an extrely terrifying ruin within the Ancient Source Heaven; in the ancient tis, it was said that the God of Fire had a great battle here. Originally a place rich in resources, but the Heavenly Dao power of the God of Fire evaporated it into a desert. My lord, the power of Heavenly Dao here has persisted for eons. In the records, there were many Clans within the Yellow Smoke Desert, yet all have perished.”
“God of Fire, the power of Heavenly Dao!”
The War God’s face was grave.
This was the first ti he had truly witnessed the terrifying aspect of the Heavenly Dao titan.
The ancient tis were too far removed from the present to calculate, yet the Heavenly Dao power here had still not dispersed.
Imagine, this was only the residual wave of Heavenly Dao; how horrifying the true Heavenly Dao divinity must be.
His supre cultivation, if before the God of Fire, would be like dust, and rely a glance at him could probably evaporate him.
“Even this Yellow Smoke Desert, I see, still cannot be considered complete; that power of the God of Fire has lted much of the Ancient Source Heaven.”
Zhou Sen said.
“Let’s go, explore this Yellow Smoke Desert.”
The War God urged the flagship.
The Yellow Smoke Desert was too vast; here, one must not casually perform spatial transpositions, lest they crash into unknown intense Heavenly Dao residual waves—places so fierce not even a Supre God could endure. It was best to diligently follow the path.
It was extrely hot.
The War God felt like a mortal wandering in the desert; over ti, he might even lack water, and that water would be the immortal substance within his body.
Endless, everywhere was golden desert, making it hard to distinguish directions.
“My lord, look, there are relics of buildings over there!”
In front of them, a continuous stretch of building relics suddenly appeared, neither completely in ruins—one could tell from the style that it was likely a Clan’s blessed land.
“To exist in the Yellow Smoke Desert without collapsing is enough to prove the forr strength of that Clan; there must have been at least a demi-Heavenly Dao siting. Let’s go there and see what remains.”
The War God led the team over.
Upon arriving inside the ruins, a vast area only had broken temples, indicating its desolation; there were twisted, ancient Source Heaven characters there.
“There are no living beings left, not even bones remaining.”
They navigated through the ruins, seeing not a single skeleton; Supres that fell here, over ti, would also be lted.
And they didn’t encounter any counterattacks from restrictions; after all, so many years had passed, every restriction had disintegrated.
“This place was used to store elixirs, once protected by powerful Formations, but now the elixirs inside are ruined, their dicinal properties lost.”
The War God found so jade bottles here; with a gentle touch, they turned to flying ash.
They had also seen so places where Divine Artifacts were once kept, but similarly, all were now useless, having beco scrap tal.
“All wasted grounds here, no spiritual veins, no elixirs, no Divine Artifacts.”
Many people were disappointed. The Clan must have been extrely powerful at its peak, but its current state was disheartening.
“It’s not completely fruitless. There’s still a scripture library here.”
The War God and his companions entered a scripture library, where a refreshing breeze greeted them. It was surprisingly cool here, without the oppressive heat of the outside world. The long-absent aura of spirituality was flickering, and nurous ancient texts were placed around.
“Inside the scripture library, unhard by the power of the Heavenly Dao, this is great!”
The warriors from Divine Capital felt a surge of joy, carefully flipping through the nurous volus, whose contents were as vast as a sea of smoke.
“Collect all these volus and bring them back to the empire. Be careful not to damage them.”
As the War God and his companions moved forward. They noticed, sowhat oddly, that the further they went, the cooler it felt, seemingly devoid of the desert’s intense heat. He even felt a chilling breeze.
“Sothing’s strange here.”
He beca alert.
“What is that?”
He speculated that he must have reached the core area of the Clan. Before him, a cloud of mist appeared, as mysterious as the Heavenly Dao itself, faintly pulsing with a mystic power.
“Be careful!”
He raised his hand.
Seeing such a scene in the Yellow Smoke Desert made him take it very seriously.
He slowly walked forward, and the mist gradually dispersed. In his view appeared a colossal statue standing several dozen zhang tall. It was a sacred figure.
This statue was crafted from a jade-like material. At first glance, its face seed expressionless, but the more one looked, the more inexplicable it beca. The expression on its face constantly changed, as unpredictable as the moods of the Heavenly Dao.
“Sir, I understand now. It’s because of the existence of this statue that the last vestige of vitality is preserved here.”
Zhou Sen speculated, “Could this lady be the founder of this Clan?”
“That’s also a possibility.”
The War God nodded, intensely scrutinizing the statue’s features, then suddenly exclaid in disbelief, “What’s happening? How could it be her?”
“Who is she?”
“You might not know, but I have seen this lady before. In the heavens of Divine Capital, the celestial maiden, it’s her!”
The lady carved on this statue turned out to be the celestial maiden.
The War God was imdiately astonished. He knew the Emperor had conversed with the celestial maiden several tis and knew this Divine Lady originated from the ancient Divine Sky, never expecting to see her statue here today.
What was her relationship with this Clan? And what was her role in the ancient Divine Sky?
Just by looking at this lady’s statue, he knew that the celestial maiden was not rely a simple being. rely her statue here isolated the residual waves of the Heavenly Dao from the God of Fire.
“Sir, what should we do next?”
“First, let’s take this statue away. The celestial maiden has significant ties with His Majesty, they’ve had nurous pleasant conversations. As for specifics, we’ll decide after we return and see His Majesty.”
The War God also didn’t dare to desecrate the sacred statue of the celestial maiden and recognized that it represented a powerful being from an ancient era.
Although her existence seed peculiar in the skies of Divine Capital, she had survived to this day.
Just thinking about it made one’s scalp tingle with an indescribable sense of terror.
He carefully removed the statue. Fortunately, since the Clan was already destroyed, otherwise, he couldn’t have taken it away.
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