After several maneuvers, they arrived at the spot Yun Youzi indicated.
A sword qi shattered a speck of light.
Countless fragments of light scattered, illuminating a crack in the darkness.
"Go in!"
Yun Youzi exclaimed in a low voice. Qin Sang immediately used his sword to envelop both of them, rushing into the crack.
The next moment, a terrifying crushing force enveloped them, but before they could resist, it vanished instantly. Light dispelled the darkness, and a scene of ruins appeared before their eyes.
Although it was only for an instant, the feeling of almost being crushed into pulp was terrifyingly clear, sending chills down Qin Sang's spine.
In their view lay the ruins of a palace, mostly collapsed, and a desolate old landscape.
Previously, there must have been more than just one palace; it was likely a magnificent complex of immortal palaces. Now, however, only this fragment remained, with the other parts nowhere to be found.
In front of the palace, a large area still contained remnants of pavilions.
Yet the pond was dry, the paths overgrown, and clumps of wild grass grew vigorously in the cracks of the flagstones, even thicker than those in the river valley below.
Within the ancient hall, a few broken walls stubbornly remained upright, surrounded by rubble and broken tiles, a scene of utter decay.
Even so, the shattered remnants still hinted at their former grandeur.
In the ancient palace ruins, directly ahead, stood a remnant of a wall. From one corner of this broken wall hung a dilapidated plaque, teetering precariously.
The plaque had lost its luster, turning into dark, decaying wood. The characters on it were barely discernible, yet Yun Youzi recognized the character '聚' (gathering).
This area was not large; a single sweep of their divine sense revealed everything.
It was indeed a ruin, and even inside the Jushen Hall, there was nothing unusual.
Those who had discovered this place had wasted considerable energy and time breaking through formations, searching thoroughly more than once. They had held great hope but found no treasures, leaving in exasperation.
"This is indeed part of the Jushen Hall, and it's the main hall used to store the Polisoul Bowl!"
Yun Youzi stated gravely, "Most of the Jushen Hall fell into the Xuanpu Palace during its collapse, and the treasures within were plundered by those Nascent Soul cultivators. I didn't expect the most crucial part to end up here. There should be an immortal platform in the hall where the Polisoul Bowl was placed. It was originally protected by an immortal restriction, but with the restriction destroyed, the platform became hidden."
Qin Sang and Yun Youzi exchanged a glance, then flashed to the broken wall. After looking up at the dilapidated plaque, they began searching through the ruins.
Qin Sang waved his hand, sending a gust of wind to clear away the rubble, revealing the cracked ground beneath.
Some of the broken marks were clearly not from ancient times. They were left by later visitors who damaged the area while searching for treasures, ultimately finding nothing.
According to what Yi Tiannie had seen in the ancient texts, a special incantation combined with specific footwork was required within the main hall to activate its hidden restrictions and reveal the true form of the treasure.
They located the central position of the Jushen Hall.
The floor tiles there were already shattered, marked by dozens of sword slashes, creating a chaotic scene. The soil beneath had been dug up, yet on the surface, everything appeared normal.
Fortunately, the outline of the Jushen Hall was still present. Qin Sang stepped onto the central spot, standing with his feet together, and began forming hand seals.
At this moment, he felt a certain nervousness, unsure if the records in the ancient texts were reliable. Yun Youzi only knew this was the main hall of Jushen Hall and that the Polisoul Bowl was indeed hidden here, but he wasn't certain if this method would work.
The unusual phenomena of the surrounding vegetation strongly indicated the high possibility of the Three-Light Jade Liquid being hidden here.
It would be truly disheartening if they couldn't open it and returned empty-handed.
'Snap!'
As one hand seal was completed, Qin Sang flipped his palm and struck the ground beneath his feet.
It sank into the earth, yet nothing changed.
Qin Sang’s eyes were fixed on his hands as he concentrated on chanting, not looking at his feet. Dozens of complex hand seals were completed in quick succession. Then, Qin Sang suddenly lifted his foot and took a step.
Moving with sudden swiftness, he instantly changed direction, but still, there was no sign of any unusual phenomena on the ground.
For a time, Qin Sang performed the Celestial Stride, circling the center of the Jushen Hall, his figure continuously shifting, as agile as a butterfly flitting among flowers.
Simultaneously, countless hand seals were struck into the ground beneath his feet, a dazzling display.
In an instant, the secret technique was nearing completion, yet everything remained unchanged.
A faint trace of worry couldn't help but appear on Yun Youzi's face. The Three-Light Jade Liquid concerned his very life, yet with his composure, he maintained absolute calmness.
Finally, with another step, Qin Sang turned gracefully, his feet rising and falling, returning to the central position of the Jushen Hall.
'Thud!'
The final hand seal struck the ground.
Qin Sang lowered his head, gazing at the ground. Discovering it was still the same as before, he felt a pang of unwillingness and extended his divine sense fully, sweeping it beneath the earth.
"Perhaps the immortal restriction has changed, and this method can no longer summon the immortal platform."
Yun Youzi sighed, "Never mind. This is this old Daoist's fate; I'm not destined for the Three-Light Jade Liquid. Brother Qin, you can collect more ancient texts brought out from the Ziwei Palace to understand immortal restrictions. If you come back in, you might be able to find the Three-Light Jade Liquid. This is a divine item, a great aid; don't miss it..."
Yun Youzi was deeply disappointed, yet he was very unattached and showed no lingering regret.
Seeing that nothing more could be done, he turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, as he took a single step, Yun Youzi suddenly froze, turning his head to stare intently above Qin Sang's head, his eyes filled with intense surprise.
Qin Sang also noticed the anomaly and quickly dodged backward.
The next moment, a beautiful rainbow light descended from above.
After scattering, the rainbow light gathered, solidifying without dispersing.
In the very center of the Jushen Hall, within the rainbow light, a square outline appeared—it was the shadow of the immortal platform!
The immortal platform was enormous, occupying most of the Jushen Hall's space. Its top was flat and rose several zhang above the broken walls.
The shadow of the immortal platform became increasingly solid, manifesting from thin air. Before the light rain appeared, there had been no sign of it, explaining why they couldn't find it even after digging extensively.
Qin Sang clenched his hands. Just when they thought all hope was lost, the immortal platform finally appeared!
The anomaly appeared, and changes were rapid. Soon, an extremely tall immortal platform stood before them, towering in the center of the Jushen Hall.
Suppressing their excitement, they confirmed there were no dangerous restrictions around the platform and, by unspoken agreement, flew to its top.
The top of the immortal platform was a vast square surface, adorned with beautiful jade pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes. At the very center of the platform was a small indentation.
The indentation appeared small, roughly the size of an alms bowl used by mortal monks.
Qin Sang landed on the edge of the platform, curiously observing the indentation.
This should be where the Polisoul Bowl was placed. It was surprising that such a small bowl was said to gather the power of the yin, yang, and all the stars in the heavens.
The methods of ancient great powers were truly profound and inspiring!
At this moment, the indentation was empty.
Yun Youzi said with disappointment, "The Polisoul Bowl is indeed gone. It was either stolen or destroyed during the great chaos. What a pity! What a pity!"
Qin Sang also felt it was a great shame.
His gaze swept across the empty immortal platform, and he asked, somewhat puzzled, "Senior, where do you think the Three-Light Jade Liquid could be hidden?"
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