107: Last hope! The Immortal Gold!

"Weng—"

The Purple Gold Shrine emitted a soft hum, and the layered Emperor-grade Restrictions on its surface slowly receded like a tide.

An ancient, vast Dao Rhyme, seemingly from the dawn of the Universe's creation, seeped out in wisps from the cracks of the shrine.

Just by smelling this Dao Rhyme, the four top powerhouses of the Wang Family felt their Bottlenecks loosen slightly.

"It's... it's Emperor Rhyme!"

A Great Sage Ancestor trembled all over with excitement, speaking incoherently.

"It really is a Great Emperor's Legacy! Our Wang Family is going to rise! Hahahaha!"

A smile of relieved ecstasy appeared on Wang Zhantian's face.

He could almost see himself clad in an Imperial Robe, ruling over the Nine Heavens, and trampling Su Chen and Ye Linghan under his feet.

Finally.

Accompanied by an incredibly crisp "click."

The lid of the shrine slowly opened.

A Dao Rhyme ten times denser than before, mixed with the unique spatial Aura of void immortal gold, gushed out like a spring!

The entire Mourning Hall was instantly enveloped in a brilliant purple-gold divine light.

Profound Great Dao Runes emerged on the walls, the floor, and even in the air.

Bathed in the divine light, the four felt physically and mentally refreshed, as if their Divine Souls were about to undergo Ascension.

"It's open! It's finally open!"

A Great Sage Ancestor let out a joyful cry.

Wang Zhantian suppressed his inner ecstasy, his face showing unprecedented solemnity and piety.

He straightened his robes and walked toward the shrine with steady steps, one at a time.

He wanted to personally lift out this supreme glory that belonged to the Wang Family!

He slowly reached out his hands, which were trembling slightly with excitement.

The movement was full of ritualism.

It was as if he were about to pick up not a piece of immortal gold, but the future of the entire world.

The three Great Sage Ancestors held their breath, craning their necks like three fledglings waiting to be fed, their eyes filled with adoration and fanaticism.

Wang Zhantian's fingertips finally touched the edge of the shrine.

The touch was ice-cold yet full of power.

His body shuddered.

He took a deep breath.

Then, he suddenly threw the lid of the shrine completely open!

The brilliant purple-gold divine light bloomed fully!

A head-sized, irregular polyhedron, seemingly condensed from countless spatial crystals, appeared.

A peerless divine material with dreamlike radiance flowing on its surface lay quietly in the center of the shrine.

It was the very thing that had driven countless people mad and for which the Wang Family had paid a price in blood... the void immortal gold!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Wang Zhantian looked at this perfect immortal gold and said the word "good" three times in a row.

His voice was slightly distorted due to excitement.

"Second Ancestor, Elders, do you see? We succeeded! Your sacrifices were worth it!"

He bowed deeply toward the coffins.

Then, his gaze focused on the immortal gold once more.

According to the hint from the Myriad Dao Merchant Guild, the Legacy of the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art was branded deep within the core of the immortal gold.

"You three, use my Wang Family's direct bloodline as a catalyst and lend me a hand!"

Wang Zhantian shouted in a low voice, his fingers held together like a sword.

He made a cut across his palm, and Quasi-Emperor Blood, crimson with gold threads, immediately surged out, covering the surface of the immortal gold.

The three Great Sage Ancestors did not dare to delay and immediately stepped forward.

Their majestic saint power poured continuously into Wang Zhantian's body.

With the support of the three, Wang Zhantian's Aura suddenly surged.

Divine light burst from his eyes as he chanted under his breath, beginning to circulate a secret technique of the Wang Family specifically for opening divine materials.

"Open!"

Accompanied by his low shout.

A series of "crackling" sounds came from the surface of that exquisite void immortal gold.

Tiny cracks slowly emerged on the surface of the immortal gold, spreading toward the interior.

An even purer and more vast Dao Rhyme gushed out from the cracks.

The four of them all showed expressions of extreme intoxication.

It worked!

It was about to succeed!

The cracks grew more numerous and larger.

Finally.

"Bo—"

A soft sound, like a bubble bursting.

The outer shell of the void immortal gold slowly bloomed like a lotus within the purple-gold divine light.

It revealed its innermost... secret.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Wang Zhantian and the three Great Sage Ancestors completely stopped breathing.