Chen Qingyuan and the others, naturally, didn’t just stand there foolishly; they also hurried forward.

In a single breath, they covered dozens of miles, leaving behind trails of afterimages.

Three fragments of the Emperor’s weapon—everyone wanted them and didn’t want to miss out.

Such opportunities were rare, something many wouldn’t encounter even once in a lifetime. Even knowing the chances were slim, they were willing to give it their all.

There were always those who believed they were destined to be the chosen one.

Buzz—

Just as they crossed the broken barrier, Chen Qingyuan’s vision changed.

A thick white mist enveloped him, rendering his spiritual sense useless. His visible range was limited to a radius of thirty meters.

Where is this place?

Chen Qingyuan’s heart tightened with anxiety.

An invisible pressure descended from above, causing Chen Qingyuan’s body to plummet rapidly.

Thud—

With a heavy sound, Chen Qingyuan broke through layers of clouds and fell to the bottom of a body of water.

Where did this water come from? Why is there a water region in this starry sky?

Many questions popped into Chen Qingyuan’s mind.

His body continued to sink until he was about a hundred meters below the surface, where he finally stopped.

Then, Chen Qingyuan spent some time enduring the sudden pressure of the law before slowly floating back to the surface.

Fortunately, the pressure didn’t increase further but remained constant.

Standing on the water’s surface, Chen Qingyuan looked up in astonishment.

A patch of mist temporarily dispersed, allowing Chen Qingyuan to see a faintly golden Dao Mark.

This Dao Mark was enormous, stretching for tens of thousands of meters. Each stroke outlined the truths of the world’s Dao Laws, containing supreme principles. Just one glance made Chen Qingyuan feel insignificant, like a tiny speck of duckweed on the ocean.

Upon closer inspection, he noticed a huge gap in the mysterious Dao Mark, making it incomplete.

“Great Emperor’s Dao Mark, profound and mysterious.”

Chen Qingyuan guessed as much and murmured to himself.

The space he was in was likely an evolution of the Dao Mark left on the Emperor’s weapon. Not only was Chen Qingyuan trapped in this mysterious space, but others were likely in similar situations.

Obtaining the supreme treasure was no simple task.

Whoosh—

A gust of unknown cold wind blew, causing the thick mist to cover Chen Qingyuan’s head again, preventing him from further observing the incomplete Emperor’s Mark.

Gulp…

Chen Qingyuan’s throat moved as he stood still on the water’s surface.

Uncertain of the direction, he didn’t dare to move recklessly and decided to observe for a while.

Meanwhile, on Zhangsun Fengye’s side.

A dense and eerie forest, with occasional flashes of golden light on the ground, half of an Emperor’s Mark hidden beneath, trapping Zhangsun Fengye in this realm.

“What is this place?”

Zhangsun Fengye hadn’t figured out his situation yet, looking around in confusion.

With every step forward, he felt an increasing pressure, constantly intensifying.

The unknown space and the unknown law’s power made Zhangsun Fengye uneasy. He didn’t dare to move forward, staying put and watching the surroundings.

Elsewhere, on a desolate ancient path about fifteen meters wide, with cliffs on both sides.

Wu Junyan, dressed in dark cloth, didn’t know where this ancient path led.

With each step forward, the ground behind him would collapse a bit.

There was no way back, and the sides were impassable.

He had no choice but to move straight ahead.

Perhaps because Wu Junyan possessed the ancient Dao scripture of Ancient Emperor Taiwei, his path was straightforward, without other confusing elements.

Anyone else would be lost, not knowing what dangers awaited them.

“This place is so oppressive!”

Someone stood atop a high mountain, seeing a wooden bridge leading to another peak.

This person intended to cross the bridge, but a terrifying pressure suddenly struck, causing them to lose their composure and fall off the cliff.

Splash—

Thinking they would be swallowed by darkness, at best injured, at worst dead, they were unexpectedly pulled out of that space by a strange force, returning to the outside world.

However, they were expelled far from the Emperor’s weapon fragments, losing the chance to obtain the fortune.

If they wanted to try again, it was best not to, as it would be akin to courting death.

The power of the Emperor’s Mark’s law was no joke.

“You guys came out too. What happened?”

In just half an hour, thousands had failed.

“I entered a giant water tank and almost suffocated.”

A man in blue said, still shaken.

“I was on a plain, chased by a giant blood-colored python, unable to resist. Luckily, it was an illusion, or you wouldn’t see me now.”

“An endless desert, desolate and cold, with no light.”

“I don’t know where I was, just that it was raining heavily, soaking my clothes…”

“On a sea of blood, countless corpses floated, as if countless souls were pulling me to the bottom. The fear was indescribable.”

Everyone’s experiences were different, some terrifying, some mundane.

But their outcomes were the same—they all failed.

Thousands of different experiences, all striking the soul.

What level of treasure could achieve this?

Thinking of this, the failed Heaven’s Pride were deeply regretful, hating themselves for not holding on a bit longer. They had never heard of or seen such a powerful treasure.

And this was just three broken pieces.

If complete, the power it contained would be unimaginable.

In the illusion created by the Emperor’s Mark, Chen Qingyuan stood on the sea’s surface, surrounded by mist, not knowing where to go.

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan remained calm, his expression serene, slowly closing his eyes.

Then, he began to recall everything about entering this space.

“That Emperor’s Mark…”

He then started to forcibly draw part of the Emperor’s Mark, hoping to find a clue.

Using Elemental Infant stage cultivation to depict the Emperor’s Mark, even just its shape, was extremely dangerous.

With his eyes closed, Chen Qingyuan pointed his right index finger into the void, trying to draw the fleeting Emperor’s Mark from his memory.

As he had this thought, his right hand began to tremble uncontrollably, as if touching something far beyond his level, unable to bear it.

But to break the situation, he had to take the risk.

Swish—

Chen Qingyuan gritted his teeth, exerting force with his right hand.

A drop of blood flowed from his fingertip, leaving an ordinary-looking blood mark in the void.

“Failed…” Chen Qingyuan didn’t open his eyes, knowing the result. However, he wasn’t discouraged and continued, “Again!”