933: Chapter 934 The Great Void Hidden Soil

Gu Changge's gaze fell on that piece of iron, and he did not move it away for a long time.

That was a palm-sized piece of iron with an irregular shape and jagged edges, looking like a fragment shattered from some larger artifact.

The surface of the iron piece was covered with rust, but that rust was not the usual reddish-brown, but a dark blackish-red.

It was as if it had been soaked in fresh blood countless times, seeping deep into the grain of the iron, never to be washed clean again.

The iron piece exuded a faint Aura. That Aura was not intense, but it carried a bone-chilling coldness, as if it could freeze a person's Divine Soul.

Xiaobai stared at that piece of iron for a moment, suddenly shuddering, and the Dragon scales instinctively stood on end.

"Master, this piece of iron makes me feel very bad." Xiaobai's voice was a bit tight.

"When I look at it, it is like seeing a blade placed against my neck, which could fall at any time."

Ji Mie didn't speak, but a rare hint of solemnity also surfaced in his eyes.

He stared at the flowing blood stains on the iron piece and slowly spoke, "The blood on it is not ordinary blood."

"I can sense a residual Dao Rhyme. That is an extremely overbearing power carrying an Aura of destruction."

"It is as if the owner stained with this drop of blood once suffered some unimaginable trauma."

Gu Changge did not reply. He slowly squatted down, moved his gaze away from that piece of iron, and instead looked at the body of the Supreme remains.

Previously, his attention had always been attracted by those three relics, and he hadn't carefully observed the remains themselves.

Looking closely at this moment, he discovered that the patch of robes on the chest of the Supreme remains was slightly darker in color than the other parts.

On the chest of the Supreme remains, there was shockingly a fist-sized wound.

That wound pierced through the entire chest cavity, going straight from the front chest to the back, with jagged edges as if forcefully torn apart by some Sharp Weapon.

At the edges of the wound, there still lingered a faint trace of blackish-red Aura, exactly the same as the bloodstains on that piece of iron.

A Supreme was pierced through and killed by someone with this iron piece in a single strike.

"This..." Xiaobai's voice trembled slightly.

"Master, was this Supreme actually killed by this piece of iron?"

"Presumably so!"

Gu Changge's fingertips gently brushed across the Void Realm, and a wisp of Grandmist clear Qi swept past, isolating that piece of iron together with the remains below so that its Aura would not leak out.

He did not touch the iron piece, nor did he even have any intention of getting close.

"Since it is a murder weapon, it is also a burial object," he spoke indifferently, "Since it is the thing that killed him, let it sleep with him for eternity."

Having said that, he turned around, walked up to that ancient scripture, and reached out to pick it up.

The ancient scripture felt heavy in his hand, and he slowly opened it.

It was shockingly a complete Supreme Cultivation Technique—《Cangwu Suppressing World Scripture》.

The scripture was profound, with dao patterns flowing, and every single word seemed to be condensed from Great Dao Law, exuding a majestic Aura that suppressed the heavens.

He flipped through a few pages and suddenly stopped at the end of the scripture.

There, a few lines of handwriting were completely different from the neatness in the front, with scribbled and hurried strokes.

The depth of the ink varied, and there were even a few places stained by something, blurring into a dark brown trace, which was dried blood.

Gu Changge's gaze narrowed slightly, and he read on word by word.

"This old man Mu Cang was born in obscurity and rose in turbulent times. Among my peers, I suffered not a single defeat. Having gone through countless years, I finally became a Supreme."

"I consider myself immensely talented; looking across the current world, those who can match this old man are very few."

Between the lines emanated a sense of arrogance, but Gu Changge could feel that the person who wrote these words truly had the capital for arrogance.

"After achieving Supreme, my cultivation continued to rise until reaching the Supreme Peak."

"However, this old man increasingly felt that this heaven and earth was far beyond what was seen before our eyes."

"Above Tianzun there is Supreme, and above Supreme, there must be an even higher Realm."

"This old man was unwilling to stop here, coupled with being in high spirits at the time, feeling that the world was vast enough to go anywhere."

"Thus I began visiting ancient texts everywhere, exploring the path of Breakthrough, and later accidentally entered a place named Taixu Burial Soil..."

"That was an ancient mountain range shrouded in Chaos mist, filled with broken ruins and fractured dao patterns everywhere, leaking a sense of weirdness everywhere."

"This old man relied on my cultivation, didn't care, and directly wanted to charge deep into the core."

"Just when this old man stepped a thousand feet into the core region—"

"Deep within that forbidden zone, a black light suddenly flew out! No, that wasn't a black light, it was actually a piece of iron!"

"This old man was greatly shocked, urging my protective divine light with all my strength, sacrificing three Supreme weapons to meet it, wanting to block it down!"

"However, that iron piece regarded this old man's offensive as nothing, regarded the Supreme weapons as a sham, and rushed right through in one surge!"

"This old man's Supreme dao body was actually easily pierced through by it! Ever since that strike, this old man's cultivation began to regress irreversibly."

"The dao injury is hard to heal, the root has been destroyed; even with ten thousand kinds of Divine Ability, it is powerless to save the situation."

"This old man knows my time is running short, so I returned to this place, built this Ancient Tomb, awaiting my doom."

"Until this moment, this old man still does not know what kind of existence is deep in that core, only remembering that the vastness of that will was like an abyssal chasm looming overhead. With just a distant strike, it caused this old man's dao to collapse and body to perish, impossible to remedy..."

The final stroke was drawn extremely long, piercing through the back of the paper, and then weakly scattered. The last will and testament of Cangwu Supreme came to an abrupt end here.

The Ancient Tomb was dead silent.

Gu Changge's fingertips rubbed against the blurred bloodstains on the scripture; the ink had long since dried.

Yet he could still feel what kind of unwillingness and terror filled the heart of that Supreme who had swept across a lifetime and looked down upon the heavens when he wrote these words back then.

"Taixu Burial Soil..."

He muttered these four words in a low voice, a very faint strange look flashing deep in the depths of his pupils.

Even the existence at the Supreme Peak, upon stepping a thousand feet into it, was struck from afar by an inexplicable iron piece, shattering his dao foundation and causing his cultivation to regress, ultimately forced to pass away within this lonely Ancient Tomb.

This kind of danger far exceeded ordinary desperate lands.

Indeed, vast is the heavenly Realm, hiding dragons and crouching tigers; Supreme is not the end either.

Xiaobai leaned over, staring at the blood characters at the end of the scripture, dragon pupils contracting:

"Master, this Taixu Burial Soil sounds so terrifying. What on earth is the background of that iron piece? It can even kill a Supreme in a single second?"

"Unknown." Gu Changge shook his head and said straightforwardly.

Then he closed the 《Cangwu Suppressing World Scripture》, tapped lightly on the cover with his fingertip, and put it away into his possession.

Gu Changge turned around, his gaze falling on that Zhencang Spear, and with a casual beckon, the long spear fell into his hand.

The spear body was icy cold, with Evil Qi restrained inwardly; it was truly a rare Supreme weapon.

He weighed it, then tossed it to Ji Mie who had been silent behind him.

"Take it for self-defense."

Ji Mie was slightly startled, subconsciously catching it.

As the long spear came into his hand, the heavy weight made his arm sink slightly, and the Supreme Dao Rhyme transmitted from the spear body made the Qi and blood in his body faintly boil.

He raised his head to look at Gu Changge, a flash of complexity crossing his eyes, which finally turned into a solemn cupped-fist salute: "Thank you, Master."

Having followed Gu Changge for a long time, he knew the value of this spear well.

A Supreme weapon—even a Supreme would go crazy for it, yet the Master casually bestowed it upon him. This reward could not be considered light.

"This spear is more useful in your hands than in mine."