85: Chapter 85 The Temple of the Desolate God

I can't take it anymore!

This is blatant discrimination! When I open something, it's always Yao Beasts or monsters! When he opens something, it's either a secret treasure or a Medicinal Pill?!

Fine, fine, fine. So that's how we're playing, huh!

Watch me throw a punch... Boom!

At this moment, the Desolate God Temple suddenly erupted with terrifying fluctuations of Qi, and vast energy burst forth, shattering space and time. Before this terrifying power, the strength of a Linghai Martial Artist seemed as insignificant as an ant.

"I was just kidding... why did you take it seriously? You really are a stickler for details."

"Brother Lin, those people above must have done something in the fake temple. Since the true and false temples reflect each other, we need to speed up," He Yiming said hurriedly.

"Alright, let's go in and get the items first."

They walked together into the palace, which was shimmering with colorful light, and saw a small tree with seven leaves placed at the end.

Each leaf was a different color, and the intertwining of these many colors was the source of the colorful light.

"What is this?" He Yiming asked curiously.

Lin Yuan frowned. Before coming here, he had read a vast amount of records regarding the era of the Desolate God. With his status, he could even read some rare, singular copies, so he vaguely guessed the identity of the small tree.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a Seven-Colored Heaven-Reaching Tree!"

"This is an incredible divine tree. It is said that after it fully matures, it will form a life Domain covering about three miles, and anyone living inside can have their lifespan extended tenfold!"

"Tenfold?" He Yiming gasped, once again contributing to the greenhouse effect of the Xuanhuang World.

"Even a pig, with ten times the lifespan out of nowhere, would have hope of Cultivating to the Creation Realm!"

A treasure, a supreme treasure!

"Indeed, but it's a pity that judging by its appearance, it will take a very long time to mature."

"How long?"

"One hundred thousand years!"

"Uh—" One hundred thousand years?! The day lilies would have wilted by then.

Let alone one person who cannot wait for one hundred thousand years, even a Sect might not be able to endure such a long passage of time.

Therefore, this theoretical supreme treasure is just a chicken rib to most people.

"What a pity."

There's no helping it. Who told him he isn't Brother Han, the wholesaler of AAA Golden Lightning Bamboo?

Lin Yuan put away the seedling of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Reaching Tree.

Continuing on, Lin Yuan had He Yiming open every palace gate they encountered later.

And he completely exposed his ugly face as a lucky winner, getting loot every single time.

There were ancient Talismans capable of unleashing a Linghai-level strike, Earth Rank top-tier Sharp Weapons, Medicinal Pills with unique functions, and one or two powerful Martial Skills.

These items were distributed fairly according to their respective needs.

Lin Yuan would never rely on his own strength to forcibly seize items, especially from a guy like He Yiming, whose luck was ridiculously good.

He was like the protagonist of an era, always able to encounter various Opportunities.

Building a good foundation now would make future cooperation easier. Like Daoist Gao Ren; once released, he would surely bring Opportunities to his side one day.

Finally, all the side halls were opened, and the two turned their attention to the main hall located at the highest point, which was the Desolate God Temple.

They arrived in front of the main hall's gate. This gate was forged entirely from Geng Metal. Through some insignificant cracks, one could feel an indescribable aura emanating from within.

This aura wasn't a matter of being strong or weak, but rather that very rare kind of...

"Brother Lin, there is a very strong Restriction on the door." He Yiming tried to push the door open, but it wouldn't budge.

"It seems the commotion we sensed earlier was caused by the people above attacking the gate."

And the person who attacked wasn't even a Linghai Martial Artist, but an even higher-level Creation Immortal Master!

"What should we do?" He Yiming asked.

"Break in!" Tell everyone that I, Lin Yuan, am no coward! So what if it's the nest of a taboo figure? I'll break in regardless!

He mobilized a trace of the diamond ring's radiance within his body and punched the Geng Metal gate.

With an old creak—the Desolate God Temple, which had been sealed for who knows how many years, finally opened.

Immediately, a chilling Yin Qi drifted out from within, and the air was filled with a foul, ancient, and decaying odor.

There was also various Devilish Qi whistling past, and one could even hear unknown whispers.

Something is wrong! It's wrong, very wrong!

Lin Yuan was secretly vigilant. As an ancient taboo powerhouse, how could the Desolate God's residence look like a massive Devil Head's den? The records didn't say he was a Devil Head!

Judging by the several recorded battle scenes, his image should have been that of a dignified and tall middle-aged Martial Artist, with purple Qi coming from the east when he attacked, grand and upright.

"Be careful!"

Without needing Lin Yuan to say more, He Yiming slapped six Talismans onto his body. He picked up the Cloud Radiance Shield with his left hand and held the small silver shield he had just looted from the palace in his right hand, shrinking behind Lin Yuan.

"...Very good, it looks like you can survive until the grand finale."

Lin Yuan secretly circulated his True Qi, preparing to activate the diamond ring at any moment, before daring to step inside.

Inside the temple, the first thing they faced was a huge statue, which was integrated with the wall at the end.

The statue was in a sitting posture, wearing a black robe. The cuffs and neckline were outlined with gold thread in various mysterious patterns, and a head of messy hair hung down, reaching his chest.

It was extremely lifelike, with every detail clear, but the only flaw was that he had no face.

The original sculptor, for some unknown purpose, had hidden his face. This was very strange.

"Is this the Desolate God?" He Yiming walked up and sighed while looking at the statue.

"Who would have thought that even a taboo figure like this has died? Who in this world can be immortal? No matter how peerless your elegance or how breathtaking your beauty, in the end, you are just pink skeletons; no matter if you are a Prodigy of a generation, sitting on a vast territory, in the end, you will all turn into a handful of dirt."

Lin Yuan stood by, wanting to speak but holding back. You, a mere True Aperture Martial Artist, are already sighing about life? How is this any different from a powerful Immortal Master fighting for a lifetime of immortality!

Your current task is to first reach the Linghai Breakthrough! Besides, the Desolate God only went missing. Life or death is unknown, don't just assume he's dead.

"Let's go, let's see if there are any treasures first."

Lin Yuan protected He Yiming in front of him, and the two headed to the base of the statue, where a low table was placed, and it seemed that some items were placed on it.

When they walked closer and took a look, they discovered it was a diary.

"Open it and take a look." Lin Yuan let He Yiming, who was the lucky winner, do it, while he stood by to act as a Protector.

He Yiming trusted Lin Yuan quite a bit. He took a deep breath and flipped open the cover of the diary. There was only one sentence on the title page, but it instantly made one's hair stand on end.

"My name is He Yiming, and by the time you see this sentence, I am already dead..."