Chapter 1385: Forefather

"Who are the Six Elders of Creation?" Most people outside the Buddhist clan looked bewildered, completely unable to understand what the Buddhist practitioners were saying, as they were unfamiliar with the clan's ancient history.

This was because the Buddhist clan had existed for an exceedingly long time, enduring through eternity.

It is said that they have spanned unknown eons; worlds have perished, and universes have collapsed, yet the Buddhist clan endured, reappearing in newly formed heavens and earths!

"In this epoch, our clan's resurgence and reappearance are entirely due to the Six Elders of Creation. It was they who cleaved open the immortal walls of the Ancient A'tuo Temple and pierced through the unbreakable seal, allowing our lineage—the very lifeblood of our Buddhist clan—to re-emerge in this vibrant world."

Some members of the Buddhist clan were murmuring, showing profound reverence, and prostrating themselves. They knelt devoutly before the skeletal old monk, worshiping him continuously.

Everyone was astonished; what had they just heard?

However, members of the Dao and Heng clans understood; they could grasp the true meaning.

As their own clans were equally ancient and privy to certain secret histories, they were able to surmise the old monk's identity.

"One of the six great patriarchs from the Buddhist clan's earliest era!" a member of the Heng clan whispered.

"One of the most powerful ancient Buddhas of the Buddhist clan in this epoch has actually appeared here!" members of the Exotic Wild Golden Body Dao clan exclaimed, their hearts stirring with immense surprise.

These words revealed a great deal, and everyone else now understood the situation.

Had they encountered an ultimate being?

One of the Six Elders of Creation, one of the Buddhist clan's most ancient and powerful overlords, was actually presiding deep within the Supreme Terrain?!

Without those six elders, the Buddhist clan would still be confined behind the immortal walls, unable to emerge from the Ancient A'tuo Temple. Indeed, if not for them, there would be no Buddhist clan in this epoch!

This revelation overturned many people's understanding. How was this desolate land connected to the Buddhist clan?

In the distance, the minotaur with a thick mane of green hair reappeared, muttering to himself, "This is truly strange. What's happening today? All sorts of demons and monsters are resurfacing. Is that demonic monk still alive?!"

He then shook his massive horns and promptly fled, not daring to linger.

The Buddhist clan members were incredibly devout, prostrating themselves with almost every step. This included all members of the Exotic Wild Great Thunder Sound Buddhist clan, which had separated from the main lineage.

"Greetings, Ancestral Master!"

Some called out, their eyes brimming with tears of excitement and profound joy at seeing a supreme expert of their clan who had been missing for over half an eon.

Others, however, were horrified. How powerful must this old monk be? At the very least, he must be at the Grand Universe level!

Yet, the Buddhist clan's fervent calls went unanswered. Despite advancing like pilgrims, step by step, until they stood before the skeletal monk, it remained motionless, as steady as a fossil.

At this moment, waves surged across the crimson ocean, and lightning streaked through the sky, illuminating the area with deafening roars. Furthermore, an unusual fragrance wafted through the air.

The old monk was chanting true scriptures; his entire body pulsed with sound waves, yet his mouth remained unmoving.

Crack!

Lightning flashed and crisscrossed, spanning the vast sky.

Within the crimson expanse, a dazzling radiance appeared. Deep within that vast body of water, a peculiar plant emerged, its bud poised to bloom.

"Ah, a miraculous flower! And the pollen might be unimaginable!" someone exclaimed.

Within the ocean, from the hazy luminous cluster, a golden bud swayed. It was immensely sacred, and at that moment, it began to unfurl, a single petal lifting as wisps of misty fragrance diffused.

Only then did the old monk stir. It opened its shriveled mouth, inhaling the essence of heaven and earth. The pollen mist emanating from the bud in the crimson ocean rapidly drew towards it, and it absorbed a wisp.

Simultaneously, the ocean resonated, and the bud also pulsed in harmony, emitting sounds of the Great Dao that shook the entire terrain.

Everyone gasped. This old monk had waited here for countless eons just to absorb the pollen from that bud. What level of existence could that be?

The entire group trembled, their minds in disarray.

In people's estimations, the old monk was at least a Grand Universe-level ultimate being. For him to guard such a bud, its nature must be absolutely inconceivable.

However, some still perceived an anomaly: the skeletal monk was not a living being. After absorbing the pollen mist, it gradually revealed its true form.

Many also opened their Heavenly Eyes and investigated carefully, gaining an even clearer view.

This was merely an energy phantom; its true physical essence was just a single fingernail. It was not one of the complete Six Elders of Creation from ancient times, but a fragmented form.

Upon realizing the truth, the Buddhist clan members immediately burst into tears, their wails echoing along the magma coast.

Everyone else secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that such an ancient monster shouldn't possibly still exist; this made more sense.

Otherwise, if a bud protected by such a monster were to appear, what a terrifying event that would be? One wouldn't dare imagine the level of such a flower.

"A Great Being!" At this moment, a quasi-Heavenly Venerate spoke, finally confirming the old monk's true strength.

Although it was not a Grand Universe-level being, people were still inexplicably shocked.

Because it was just a fingernail left by one of the Six Elders of Creation, combined with some energy, yet it possessed the power of a Great Being?

This stunned everyone. The six patriarchs of the Buddhist clan were truly terrifying, making hearts tremble.

If he were still alive and whole, how immensely powerful would he be?

Under the calls of the Buddhist clan members, and as they chanted scriptures together, the old monk's spiritual consciousness surprisingly became less muddled, gradually recovering somewhat.

Moreover, it began to speak, saying, "My life force has faded. I have waited bitterly for the Fire of Great Emptiness, but alas, nirvanic rebirth is hopeless..."

It was waiting here for the Fire of Great Emptiness?!

People's hair stood on end. Such a thing existed within this Supreme Forbidden Land?

Chu Feng was also deeply moved. He recalled the passage: "Buried among the floating dust of the four extremes, felling yin and yang kindling, drawing forth the Fire of Great Emptiness..."

And this old monk was actually waiting here for the Fire of Great Emptiness, hoping to use its power for nirvanic rebirth?

Ultimately, the Buddhist clan members remained behind, not departing immediately, to have a secret discussion with the old monk.

Although the old monk was muddled and not fully lucid, he still projected a field of Buddhist light, covering the coastline and transforming it into a pure land that no one could disturb.

The others set off, unable to linger there.

Chu Feng pondered by the coast for a moment, then established an astonishing field. Immediately, the heavens and earth rumbled like muffled thunder, tearing through the hazy sky.

A floating bridge appeared, constructed from dry wood, automatically extending to the opposite bank, spanning the vast expanse and connecting to an unknown other side.

"What is this?!" The others were stunned.

Black mist surged around the wooden bridge, and below it was an endless sea of magma.

"This mountainous terrain is too strange and terrifying. Our minds have been deceived. Stepping onto it will reveal the truth," Chu Feng stated, and he was the first to set off.

As he stepped onto the floating bridge and surged forward, the others quickly followed.

Not long after, everyone was aghast. In the instant they looked back, what did they see?

Where was the earlier sea of magma? It was nothing more than reddish liquid accumulated in a gully between two mountains, not a sea at all, but merely a small magma lake.

They had crossed over just like that!

The floating bridge was strung between two mountaintops, and they had simply walked directly across!

"It can even deceive the Heavenly Eye?!" someone sighed.

"It's not necessarily deception," Chu Feng explained. "Standing by the magma earlier, that was indeed a sea. A single grain of sand can become a world unto itself, let alone the Buddhist Sea we just saw."

While surprised, people had to nod in agreement. There was indeed something peculiar about that place earlier, as if it truly was a vast ocean, manifesting a grand world.

"We're here!" Many people exclaimed excitedly, pointing ahead. They saw the ultimate destination: immortal mist rising, vibrant vitality, blazing firelight, fire qilins lurking, vermilion birds dancing. Was it real, or merely an illusion?

It was certain, however, that various Great Dao symbols were interwoven.

"Have we all passed the test?" someone asked with immense joy.

Chu Feng remained silent, simply observing.

"Hmm, that's... the Undying Mountain our Dao clan has been tirelessly searching for! There might be a Nine Revolutions Golden Body Flower on it!" A member of the Exotic Wild Golden Body Dao clan was the first to react with shock, exclaiming loudly.

Their lineage had separated from the Dao clan precisely because their ancient ancestor had accidentally consumed a Nine Revolutions Golden Body Flower, suddenly transcending himself to an extreme level of power and choosing to depart.

The Nine Revolutions Golden Body Flower is a Grand Universe-level plant, incredibly rare to find anywhere. An exotic fruit or pollen of this caliber is exceedingly difficult to cultivate, even over many generations in the Yang Realm!

However, the Exotic Wild Golden Body Dao clan was certain that one such plant was still undergoing nirvana in this Undying Mountain!

"Everyone, farewell, we'll go ahead!" Members of the Exotic Wild Golden Body Dao clan departed, using their clan's most powerful treasure to head towards the so-called Undying Mountain.

"Hmm, the ancestral artifact has reacted again. Everyone, we must excuse ourselves!" Sheng Yuxian of Overseas Evil Spirit Island spoke, leading her clan members and Jiang Luoshen swiftly in one direction.

They activated their ancestral artifact, traversing through space!

The evolutionary practitioners from various clans trespassed into the deepest part of the Supreme Terrain, partly to temper themselves, but also with other objectives in mind.

"Heh heh, we've arrived too." Members of the Yuan clan chuckled. They had actually found a way to enter this special area, clearly possessing inscrutable treasures!

Chu Feng remained calm, his expression undisturbed. He knew that the true killing ground was about to awaken. How could the Supreme Forbidden Land tolerate various clan forces acting so recklessly?

As for him, he was fearless. He intended to seize his own fortune!