59: Leeks are looking for treasure, but the oriole is behind

The War Emperor's Mausoleum, this ancient ruin that had been silent for eons, finally reawakened after thousands of uninvited guests arrived, revealing its most ferocious and deadly side.

After completing the 'troop deployment' command, Lin Tian leisurely followed behind the team led by Bai Feng, the chief of War God Academy, riding his majestic golden lion king mount, Simba, as if he wasn't exploring an S-rank restricted area full of deadly crises, but rather strolling in his own backyard.

Along the way, screams occasionally echoed from other branching passages.

Those arrogant but underpowered ordinary Prodigies, when facing the omnipresent and unpredictable energy Restrictions of this ancient Imperial Mausoleum, often didn't even have time to react before being instantly annihilated, turning into a pool of blood, or having their minds eroded by strange meme contamination, transforming into mad demons who only knew how to kill.

The weak are prey to the strong; only the fittest survive.

Lin Tian merely watched all of this with cold eyes, without the slightest ripple in his deep gaze.

In his opinion, this was the most real and cruel Law of the martial Dao. Being soft-hearted would only lead himself and those around him into an abyss of no return.

This almost 'tyrannical' indifference evoked a deep sense of awe from the depths of the Souls of Dragon Snow Phoenix, Jiang Luoling, and others who followed closely behind him. They increasingly felt that this seemingly fifteen-year-old youth possessed a Heart-Nature so resilient, methods so ruthless, and a vision so grand, that it had long surpassed their understanding...

Meanwhile, at the other end of the underground metal city, inside an extremely hidden energy transmission pipeline that had been abandoned for tens of thousands of years.

Ye Fan, the Son of Destiny, was carefully and quickly moving through the labyrinthine pipeline network under the precise guidance of the remnant soul of the human emperor in his ring.

“Disciple, be careful! Three meters ahead, turn left; the spatial node there retains a trace of 'spatial annihilation' Restriction. Once touched, even a Martial Emperor expert will be instantly disintegrated into elementary particles!”

“To the right! Jump to the right! Beneath that seemingly ordinary metal floor, an ancient 'energy-devouring insect' queen that feeds on energy lies dormant! With your current strength, if you awaken it, you will surely die!”

“Excellent, this is it! Use the Internal Energy from the Human Emperor Suppressing World Art to inject it into the four inconspicuous runic grooves on the wall, in the order of 'Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang'! Remember, there must be no slightest error in the sequence or the force!”

With the help of this 'old man', a 'living map' who knew ancient Restrictions like the back of his hand, Ye Fan successfully avoided one deadly danger after another that could have caused even top Prodigies to perish.

Finally, he arrived before a massive circular valve made of unknown black metal, filled with the vicissitudes of time.

“Master, is this it?” Ye Fan panted, his face filled with uncontrollable excitement.

“That's right!” The voice of the remnant soul of the human emperor was also filled with unprecedented excitement and ecstasy, “This is it! Behind this door is the most top-secret gene bank that the Pangu Dynasty used to store and research various mythical genes! Hurry! Open it! That wisp of 'Earth Dragon Vein Qi' must be inside!”

Ye Fan suppressed the excitement in his heart and, following the guidance of the human emperor, placed his palm on the center of the valve, slowly injecting Internal Energy.

Accompanied by a grating mechanical sound, that secret door, sealed for eons, finally slowly opened inwards.

A majestic energy, filled with a rich aura of life and ancient mythical charm, surged forth!

Behind the door was an unimaginably vast space, full of futuristic technological aesthetics. Tens of thousands of transparent cultivation tanks, like crystal coffins, were neatly arranged within, each containing a mythical gene sample, long extinct in the outside world, sealed in a pale golden life-sustaining fluid!

[S-rank gene sample: Three-legged Golden Crow]

[S-rank gene sample: Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox]

[SS-rank gene sample: Primordial Thunder Dragon]

...Ye Fan looked at the names on the labels, his breathing becoming rapid! Any one of these gene samples, if released into the outside world, would be enough to trigger a bloody storm!

However, his gaze was soon deeply drawn to the massive, altar-like cultivation tank located at the very center and apex of the entire gene bank!

In that cultivation tank, no biological sample was sealed.

There was only one vial!

Just one vial, as if the entire brilliant star river was condensed within it, emitting a seven-colored divine radiance, a mysterious liquid that seemed to possess its own life!

Around that vial, there were even incredible energy phenomena such as “True Dragon circling,” “Divine Phoenix dancing,” and “Qilin treading the sea,” constantly appearing, perishing, and evolving!

“It's it! It's it!”

The voice of the remnant soul of the human emperor was so excited it was almost trembling!

“Legend has it that the Pangu Dynasty spent the Luck of an entire era to extract it from the remains of a suspected 'Creator Dragon' that fell from the depths of the Universe—the unique, supreme, and above all mythical genes...”

“---SSS-rank, [ancestral dragon gene core]!!!”

“Disciple! Hurry! Get it quickly! As long as you can successfully fuse it with your Human Emperor Suppressing World Art! Let alone that little War Emperor, even I, in my prime, would pale in comparison before you! You will become the only... God of this era!”

Hearing his Master's words, filled with fanaticism and temptation, Ye Fan's heart also began to pound uncontrollably!

He suppressed the ecstasy that was almost devouring his reason, step by step, walking towards that final altar, symbolizing supreme glory and power!

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the cold outer wall of that massive cultivation tank—

Boom!!!

A thunderous roar, filled with a violent and destructive aura, suddenly came from beyond another, already disguised, alloy door of the gene bank!

That sturdy door, capable of withstanding a full-power strike from a Divine-Grade expert, was actually blasted open from the outside by an unparalleled force!

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust.

Adam, the ultimate trump card of North America "Holy Mountain", enveloped in brilliant Holy Light with twelve wings slowly unfurling behind him, led his equally well-equipped and cold-blooded Seraphim elite squad, slowly walking in from beyond the shattered door.

Adam's gaze instantly bypassed Ye Fan, whose expression had drastically changed, and locked firmly onto the ancestral dragon gene core on the altar, radiating a seven-colored divine light!

His eyes, too, burst forth with an undisguised, extreme greed and possessiveness!

“Heh heh... Ancestral Dragon Gene?”

He let out a cold laugh, filled with surprise and arrogance, and said in an irrefutable tone, as if declaring ownership:

“Very good.”

“---It's mine!”

The bloody drama of the “mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole (figuratively: the one spying/preying) behind” was officially... unveiled at this moment!

A battle for this supreme treasure, capable of changing the world's pattern, was about to... ignite!