Chapter 1658 The Supreme Mahayana Heavenly Eclipse Ancestor of the Boundless Divine Realm

According to information provided by Master Wanbao, the one who consigned the Dao Source Treasures in the Boundless Divine Realm was the Great Ascension Heavenly Eclipse Ancestor of this realm.

"This Ancestor of Heavenly Eclipse is probably one of the best in this world!"

According to the vague coordinates provided by Master Wanbao in the Starry Sky Token, the cave of the Heavenly Eclipse Ancestor is located in a place called the Desolate Wilderness in the Boundless Divine Realm.

Zhang Xuan discerned the direction, and the Dao principles of the space around him fluctuated slightly. His figure transformed into an imperceptible stream of light and flew away.

As he traveled, he gained a deeper understanding of the unique characteristics of the Boundless Divine Realm.

He once saw a local Nascent Soul cultivator sitting cross-legged on the edge of a crack that was constantly spewing black tribulation fire, letting the destructive flames burn his body. Runes flashed on his body, and he was actually using the tribulation fire to temper some kind of supernatural power.

He also saw several groups of Void Refinement cultivators carefully surrounding and capturing a demonic spirit formed from chaotic laws and resentment.

In a desolate place, Zhang Xuan, with his Heavenly Pivot Eye, saw a faint glimmer of precious light in the depths. It was a calamity-transformation crystal that could only be formed under extreme conditions of a great calamity, containing pure destructive Dao essence.

However, at the same time, the power of the laws of the Void permeating the desolate land also dimmed the colors of that area, making it extremely dangerous.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators who attempted to approach and collect the energy were caught in the blast of the Returning Void power. Before they could even scream, their figures blurred and eventually dissipated into wisps of chaotic energy.

Misfortune and fortune are intertwined; one must seek survival amidst danger.

This is the daily life of cultivators in the Boundless Divine Realm.

Their cultivation methods, supernatural powers, Dao achievements, and even the resources they use are all deeply marked by the Great Calamity.

They drew upon the power of tribulation to cultivate unique Daoist supernatural abilities characteristic of their domain.

They explore dangerous areas of time-space collapse and ancient road ruins, searching for ancient traditions or materials that may have survived countless eons.

They hunted mutated Calamity Spirits that had adapted to the Calamity Force environment to obtain unique cultivation resources.

Zhang Xuan realized that ordinary spirit stones and herbs would hardly sway such cultivators when trading with them.

What they need are special treasures that can help them survive better in such harsh conditions.

After several days of careful flight, avoiding numerous spacetime traps and areas of law disorder that were difficult to detect with the naked eye, Zhang Xuan finally arrived at the Desolate Wilderness.

The environment here is more extreme than the areas we've passed through before.

A desolate wind, capable of eroding the spirit of all things, permeated the world.

Deep within the wasteland, Zhang Xuan sensed a faint yet extremely pure and powerful energy fluctuation.

He sped forward, and soon, a strange scene appeared before him.

An altar, forged from countless enormous, unidentified animal bones and strange materials shimmering with a dark metallic luster, floats above the wasteland.

The surface of the altar is engraved with countless extremely complex array patterns.

These array patterns do not draw spiritual energy, but rather slowly extract a tiny, almost imperceptible amount of earth vein power from the depths of the desolate earth below, while simultaneously guiding the surrounding winds of annihilation to a slowly rotating dark vortex at the bottom of the platform.

At the center of the altar stands a palace with a rugged style.

That powerful aura of the Mahayana stage emanated from the depths of the palace.

Zhang Xuan landed at the edge of the altar, but did not step on it rashly.

He could sense that the altar itself was an extremely powerful and strange formation, forming a delicate balance with the environment of this desolate wasteland.

"Young friend from the outer realms, now that you're here, why not come closer and speak?" A hoarse voice resounded directly in Zhang Xuan's mind.

Zhang Xuan felt a slight chill, composed himself, and stepped onto the altar.

The moment his foot landed, he could clearly feel the array patterns on the altar glow slightly.

The destructive wind that eroded the soul was effectively kept out, but at the same time, a deeper sense of desolation was everywhere.

He walked towards the skeletal palace, stopped in front of the palace gate, cupped his hands and raised his voice, "Junior Zhang Xuan, I apologize for disturbing Senior Tian Shi's quiet cultivation."

What brings you here?

"I have heard that you possess a rare Dao Source artifact, the Boundless Calamity Soil, originating from your esteemed domain, which you wish to consign for sale at the Myriad Elephants Merchant Alliance's secret meeting. Eager to pursue the Dao, I have traveled across realms to come here, willing to exchange this precious treasure for it. I humbly request that you grant me a chance."

After a moment of silence in the palace, the hoarse voice rang out again: "Your information network is quite impressive. To venture into this Boundless Divine Realm for an item that hasn't even been auctioned yet, young friend, you have quite the courage. Come in."

The palace gates slid open silently, revealing a spacious interior instead of a magnificent golden interior, with only a futon carved from a single piece of warm black jade in the center.

An old man sat cross-legged on a prayer mat.

The old man was so thin he looked like a skeleton, wearing a tattered gray Taoist robe, and his face was lined with deep wrinkles.

His spiritual pressure was at the peak of the Mahayana stage, but deep within his aura was an inescapable sense of decay and death, as if he himself was about to be assimilated by the annihilation of this world.

This is the price that even Mahayana cultivators cannot avoid paying for living in such a harsh environment for a long time!

"This junior greets Senior Tian Shi." Zhang Xuan bowed again.

The Heavenly Eclipse Ancestor's turbid gaze swept over Zhang Xuan.

"Half-step Mahayana... Your foundation is truly exceptional. It's remarkable that someone like you could emerge from the outside world." His tone was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger. "You said you were willing to exchange valuable treasures for them, and you've brought them out for me to see. However, young friend, you should know that ordinary things are like dust to me and to this place."

Zhang Xuan was prepared. With a thought, he first took out the seventh-order true spirit medicine obtained from the core of the Myriad Spirit Pool in the Immortal Gourd Realm—the Myriad Spirit Ancestral Root.

The chaotic-colored medicinal plant appeared in the desolate palace, immediately exuding boundless vitality and the aura of the Great Dao. The gentle medicinal fragrance spread, temporarily dispelling the dense aura of annihilation around it.

“Senior, this is the Ancestral Root of All Spirits, a rare treasure of heaven and earth nurtured by the essence of all spirits. It contains endless vitality, can prolong life, solidify the foundation of the Dao, and temper the soul. I am willing to exchange this medicine for the Boundless Calamity Soil.” Zhang Xuan presented it with both hands.

The Heavenly Eclipse Ancestor's gaze lingered on the Myriad Spirits Ancestral Root for a moment. A barely perceptible ripple did indeed appear in his lifeless eyes, but it quickly subsided.

He slowly shook his head and said, "The Ancestral Root of All Spirits... is indeed a rare treasure. If it were ten thousand years ago, I might have been tempted, but now..." He raised his withered finger, pointed around, and then tapped his chest, "I am too deeply entangled with the laws of annihilation here. My soul and the authority of the Great Dao have already been half-merged into this 'calamity.' Although this medicine is full of vitality, for me it is like cooking oil over a raging fire. Not only will it not prolong my life, but it will also break the fragile balance between me and annihilation, accelerating the collapse of my Dao fruit. It's just drinking poison to quench thirst, useless."