Chapter 56: Heartfelt Moment

## Chapter 56: Stirred Hearts

A divine rainbow soared into the sky from the ancient buildings beneath the volcano, its brilliant light illuminating the night and flying towards the mountain where Ye Fan was. This immediately startled him; he thought a master had discovered him. He held his breath, hidden behind a large rock, motionless.

The divine light arrived. Elder Wu Qingfeng landed on the mountain, placed Pang Bo in a hidden spot, and then soared into the sky to join the others, advancing together towards the volcano.

Ye Fan emerged from behind the boulder and quickly approached. At this moment, Pang Bo had been sealed by several elders of the Spirit Void Holy Land. His eyes were tightly shut, his body rigid and immobile. A faint green aura surrounded him, his complexion was very abnormal, and beneath his skin, faint greenish-blue light could be seen slowly circulating.

"What exactly had entered his body?" Ye Fan dared not casually touch Pang Bo's body; after all, it had been sealed by several elders, and divine power was still fluctuating around it.

At this moment, the atmosphere at the volcanic crater was extremely tense. Human cultivators and the demon race were in a standoff; both sides were on edge, refusing to yield, and a battle was imminent.

The old flood dragon, whose body was covered in shimmering red scales, stood upright. He stood like a section of a blood-red Great Wall, exuding a shocking sense of power. He roared loudly, "People of the Spirit Void Holy Land, do you truly wish to shatter centuries of peace and go to war with us?"

The sect master of the Spirit Void Holy Land argued logically, refusing to give an inch, saying, "The supreme treasure of the Human Race of the Eastern Wasteland must be recovered; how can it remain in the hands of your demon race? As for that crucial volume of the Immortal Scripture, the Daoist Canon, it ought to see the light of day again. Having been lost for tens of thousands of years on the lands of the Eastern Wasteland, it rightfully belongs back in human hands."

The demon race maiden with a pair of golden wings was beautiful and captivating, and her voice was pleasant and magnetic. However, she was extremely assertive and filled with killing intent, saying, "This is the tomb of our Demon Emperor, yet you've unearthed the Human Race's supreme treasure and the Daoist Canon from it. Clearly, you intend to plunder the Demon Emperor's mausoleum and are just looking for excuses. If you are willing to fight, then step forward!"

The sect master of the Spirit Void Holy Land showed no signs of guilt and was equally unyielding, saying, "Whether it is or isn't, we will know once we open the ancient palace. If there is no supreme treasure of the Human Race of the Eastern Wasteland or Daoist Canon, we will immediately offer a humble apology and accept whatever punishment you deem fit. But if those two items are there, how about allowing us to take them? This would also avert a conflict, benefiting both sides."

The giant man, who stood three meters tall with two horns on his head, spoke with a voice that rumbled like a bronze bell, making eardrums buzz, saying, "If there are no supreme treasures and Daoist Canon as you claim, you will undoubtedly cause trouble and insist that other artifacts left behind by the Demon Emperor are those two items. I know you best; calling a deer a horse, confusing right and wrong, twisting black into white — these are your specialties. The mausoleum of the Demon Emperor cannot be desecrated by you!"

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense. Neither side was willing to yield an inch, and it seemed an inevitable battle was about to erupt.

"You great demons are going too far. Today, no matter what, we must reclaim the sacred artifact belonging to the Human Race of the Eastern Wasteland." The sect master of the Spirit Void Holy Land was resolute in his stance and took another step forward.

"You are forcing our hand!" The beautiful maiden with golden hair spread her wings, and thousands of golden divine feathers, like golden divine arrows, pierced towards the sect master of the Spirit Void Holy Land.

The sect master of the Spirit Void Holy Land waved his large sleeve. Immediately, a misty purple aura diffused outwards. Then, like a raging sea, it surged forward, blocking the countless divine feathers.

"Kill!" The demon race maiden's voice was chilling, and divine light radiated from her body. Golden divine feathers instantly covered the sky, densely packed, their brilliant light forming a continuous sheet. Like a golden net of heaven and earth, they obscured the sky, dispersed the purple mist, and enveloped the sect master of the Spirit Void Holy Land below.

From within the sect master of the Spirit Void Holy Land, a purple bronze cauldron shot out. Immediately, purple qi soared into the sky, radiating brilliant light in all directions. Purple divine radiance vibrated outwards, causing all the golden divine feathers to shatter into tiny pieces. Finally, with a "bang," they transformed into a sky full of golden light, forming a blazing golden energy stream that was dazzling to behold.

The golden-haired maiden's expression was icy. She spread her wings, and a pair of golden divine swords shot forth, entirely crystalline and radiating dazzling divine light. The surrounding golden light burned fiercely like flames, striking towards the sect master of the Spirit Void Holy Land.

The sect master of the Spirit Void Holy Land gently pointed a hand. The purple bronze cauldron beside him immediately shot into the sky, and endless purple flames erupted. They enveloped the two golden divine swords, burning fiercely, intending to refine them on the spot.

Boom! The two divine swords were like two bolts of lightning, clashing amidst the overwhelming purple radiance. The vibrating sky trembled slightly.

"Kill!""Block them!"Just then, the other great demons all made their move. Immediately, demon qi soared into the sky here, and killing intent shot straight to the heavens. Demon power surged tempestuously, like a vast ocean rising and falling, with thousands of raging waves sweeping across the sky.

At the same time, the four Grand Elders of the Spirit Void Holy Land also stepped forward. The divine power springs within their Sea of Bitterness boiled, and brilliant divine light radiated from their entire bodies, illuminating the entire sky. They utterly dispersed all the approaching demon qi, as the four powerful experts attacked simultaneously.

Demon qi crisscrossed, and divine light shot into the sky here. Several great demons and human powerhouses engaged in continuous battle, radiating colorful light, with various weapons flying across the sky, making the night sky as bright as day.

Divine drums, immortal lamps, bronze cauldrons, golden swords, Bagua mirrors, blood blades, flood dragon scale blades, and other items, as if alive, breathed in and out divine light, jostled together, and continuously clashed. The clangorous sounds were incessant, each clash a contest of divine power, causing the sky to tremble slightly.

At this moment, super ferocious birds and beasts, such as the lightning bird gleaming with golden light and sparkling with electricity, and the silver centipede seemingly cast from silver, also arrived at the volcanic crater. Simultaneously, Elder Wu Qingfeng and the other elders of the Spirit Void Holy Land also arrived from another direction, confronting these super fierce beasts. Their battle was also about to begin.

In the distance, Ye Fan's heart was far from calm as he watched from afar. The battle above the volcanic crater left him captivated and yearning.

It was impossible for Ye Fan to have no thoughts about the Demon Emperor's tomb; he simply had the will but lacked the power. He desperately wanted to obtain that volume of the Daoist Canon—a crucial volume of the Immortal Scripture renowned throughout the Eastern Wasteland, highly valued by the Demon Emperor, and thus undoubtedly extraordinary. It was exactly what he urgently needed, as he lacked subsequent cultivation methods.

As for the so-called supreme treasure of the Human Race of the Eastern Wasteland, Ye Fan knew nothing about it and felt no particular interest. Therefore, it didn't stir his heart much; only the Daoist Canon filled him with immense yearning.

Although he had obtained an ancient scripture from the bronze ancient coffin, no matter how he looked at it, the hundreds of ancient characters imprinted in his mind didn't seem to describe specific cultivation methods; they were more like a general outline, something he couldn't yet fully comprehend.

The Daoist Canon was renowned throughout the world, a legendary immortal scripture. For tens of thousands of years, across the vast Eastern Wasteland, only a few ancient scriptures could compare with it, yet none had ever fully surpassed it. It recorded profound and mystical cultivation methods, with detailed explanations from the awakening of the Wheel of Life and the Sea of Bitterness, to the connecting of the Divine Bridge of Heaven and Earth, reaching the Other Shore, and entering the next cultivation secret realm within the body. It was the supreme immortal scripture Ye Fan desperately needed.

"Boom," "Boom," "Boom"… Just then, muffled sounds continuously rang out. It was as if a heart was pounding violently. Five-colored light shot into the sky from the volcanic crater, shattering all the surging demon qi and vast divine power fluctuations in the sky.

Blood-red lava boiled, continuously surging outwards along the volcanic crater, scorching half the sky crimson. The majestic ancient palace bobbed and swayed, vibrating within the lava. It glowed brilliantly, entirely crystalline, and flowed with the aura of ages.

With one final, violent tremor, the ancient palace slowly rose from within the lava. Intricate and mysterious demon markings flickered faintly, but they could no longer restrain the ancient palace, allowing it to float upwards.

Rumble, rumble, rumble! The volcano shook, and the majestic ancient palace burst forth from the crater. Its dazzling light illuminated the entire ancient land as if it were daylight, causing all the stars in the sky to dim, enveloped by five-colored divine light.

The great demons and the powerhouses of the Spirit Void Holy Land immediately ceased their fighting. They all rushed towards the majestic ancient palace, each eager to be the first to open its doors, enter, and obtain the Demon Emperor's legacy and divine treasures.