Above the Sea of Mist, Chen Qingyuan continued to inscribe an Emperor’s Mark.

This act exerted immense pressure on both his physical body and soul.

After more than ten attempts, all ended in failure.

“Cough…”

On the thirteenth attempt, Chen Qingyuan couldn’t suppress the turmoil within his body and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Even with internal injuries, Chen Qingyuan didn’t stop and tried again.

The fourteenth time, the fifteenth time…

“Swish”

On the twenty-first attempt, Chen Qingyuan suddenly opened his eyes, a faint golden light flickering in his pupils, and a look of excitement appeared.

“It’s done!” Chen Qingyuan looked at the stroke in front of him. It seemed ordinary, but it contained one ten-thousandth of the form of an Emperor’s Mark.

His face was pale, and his limbs were weak.

After swallowing a few precious pills and refining them, Chen Qingyuan quickly recovered.

Then, Chen Qingyuan gazed at the Dao Mark he had inscribed, slowly reaching out his hand.

The moment he touched it, the Dao Mark disintegrated.

It transformed into countless tiny white lights, dispersing in all directions and merging with the dense fog.

Before long, the fog began to clear.

Chen Qingyuan’s field of vision expanded, and the sea beneath his feet seemed to have countless Dao Marks swimming, all pointing in one direction.

“That way?”

Glancing into the distance, Chen Qingyuan’s heart tightened, and he decided to follow the direction indicated by the Dao Mark.

Even if it was dangerous, Chen Qingyuan had no choice. This was the best he could do. If he still went the wrong way, he could only blame his lack of fortune with this place.

He walked on the sea surface, heading deeper.

Looking up, he couldn’t see the end, nor did he know if there was danger ahead.

The fragments of the Emperor’s weapon, even if dangerous, had to be tried. If he obtained them, he would never have to worry again.

Whether he sold them or studied them himself, it would be worthwhile.

“Why not study them thoroughly first, then sell them?”

Chen Qingyuan thought, feeling like a genius, convinced he would profit either way.

With this belief, Chen Qingyuan kept moving forward, constantly vigilant of his surroundings.

The mysterious realm evolved from the Emperor’s Mark couldn’t be deciphered in a short time.

This should be the test of the Emperor’s weapon fragments, to see who was qualified to inherit a part of Ancient Emperor Taiwei’s will.

Those Heaven’s Pride who failed knew they had lost the chance to compete for fortune and left in dismay, no longer wasting time.

Just like that, ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

In the illusion of the Emperor’s weapon, fewer than a hundred people remained.

“An ancient realm has appeared on an ancient star in the southeast, likely the legacy of a powerful figure from three hundred thousand years ago.”

“At the peak of a mountain on the Arctic ancient star, a blood-colored spear stands, enduring countless ages.”

“It’s said that a Heaven’s Pride from the Xuanji Sect had incredible luck and obtained an ancient scripture, recording ancient supernatural secret arts.”

“Why do the buried traces of history frequently appear? Moreover, this ancient realm carries the history of countless ages. What’s the reason?”

Great fortunes emerged everywhere, making the Heaven’s Pride exceptionally excited, while also raising many questions.

A few evildoers seemed to sense something unusual, feeling that this era was entirely different from before. If nothing unexpected happened, this would be an unprecedented golden age.

A great upheaval three hundred thousand years ago led to the laws of the Great Dao erasing the traces of past ages.

Now, those sealed histories were gradually being unveiled, and without suppression from the laws of the Great Dao, it explained a lot.

Within the illusion of the Emperor’s weapon, Chen Qingyuan still walked on the water surface, unchanged after ten years.

“Did I take the wrong path?”

Chen Qingyuan couldn’t help but doubt himself.

Looking down at the flowing laws beneath his feet, he thought, “I risked injury to inscribe a part of the Emperor’s Mark. It shouldn’t be wrong!”

Maybe he hadn’t reached the end yet!

Chen Qingyuan steadied his mind and continued forward.

On the other side, Wu Junyan walked along this path, with bottomless abysses on both sides.

Facing the unknown end, Wu Junyan’s heart was very calm, without a trace of fear.

One day, a faint green light appeared ahead on the path.

Wu Junyan’s expression changed slightly, and a hint of curiosity appeared in his eyes.

Tap, tap, tap…

Immediately, Wu Junyan quickened his pace.

An hour later, he reached the end of the path.

A stone door!

About thirty meters high, green light seeped through the cracks, appearing extremely mysterious.

Wu Junyan held his breath, his heart pounding, and carefully extended his hands, pressing them against the stone door.

He thought the stone door would be incredibly heavy, requiring great strength to open.

Strangely, as soon as Wu Junyan pressed his palms down, the stone door moved.

“Rumble”

The stone door slowly shifted, and the green light from inside enveloped Wu Junyan.

Stepping into the stone chamber, it was very spacious, with a few strands of desolation in the air.

At the deepest part, there was a stone platform with a tangible green law standing on it.

With a heart full of anxiety, excitement, nervousness, and anticipation, Wu Junyan slowly walked forward. Each step made his heart tremble, his whole body tense to the extreme.

The closer he got to the green law, the greater the pressure he felt.

From his position, the green law was three hundred meters away.

In the outside world, it would take just a thought.

However, here, Wu Junyan walked for several hours and only covered a few dozen meters.

The road ahead would be even more difficult.

“Finally, something different.”

On the sea surface, Chen Qingyuan walked for a long time and saw a stone door identical to the one Wu Junyan encountered.

“Open!”

Chen Qingyuan gathered his strength and unleashed a powerful force.

With a “boom,” the stone door opened.

Whoosh—

A force from inside the stone door pulled Chen Qingyuan in.

“What’s that…” Chen Qingyuan also saw a green law, not knowing what it represented.

Each person was in an independent space, unable to meet.

After a few more years, Chen Qingyuan, using all his strength, finally reached the stone platform.

Then, Chen Qingyuan reached out to grasp the green law.

Buzz—

The gentle power of the law enveloped Chen Qingyuan, washing away all his fatigue and healing his injuries.

Are the fragments of the Emperor’s weapon about to be mine?

Chen Qingyuan was very excited, feeling he was about to succeed.

However, things often don’t go as planned.

As the green light entered his body, a mechanical voice, seemingly from the fragmented spiritual wisdom of the Emperor’s weapon, echoed in Chen Qingyuan’s ears: “You have no fate with Taiwei.”

Before Chen Qingyuan could react, the gentle power of the law sent him outside.

Chen Qingyuan found himself standing in a corner of the starry sky, far from the fragments of the Emperor’s weapon, completely stunned.

What does this mean?

I’ve persevered for more than ten years, endured so much suffering, and now I’m dismissed with a “no fate”?

I refuse to accept this!

Chen Qingyuan wanted to protest but found he could no longer approach the fragments of the Emperor’s weapon.

At that moment, he felt the starry sky was incredibly cold, a bone-chilling cold spreading throughout his body, as if it would devour his soul.

After being dazed for several hours, Chen Qingyuan had to accept this reality.

With a heart full of sorrow and resentment, his sharp gaze fell on the nearby ancient stars, planning to compete for fortune with the Heaven’s Pride, showing no mercy.