Zhang Jian’s eyes flickered as he pondered deeply, unable to determine who within the Yun Family possessed the Saint King’s relics.
It might even be that both of them held the Saint King’s relics in their hands.
Zhang Jian quickly came to a decision.
He decided to target the powerhouse within the Yun Family’s secret realm.
Attacking Yun Xiuwen would inevitably alarm the Dragon Qi of the Da Yin Dynasty, alerting the enemy.
Once the snake is startled, the Yun Family would be forced to reveal their depths.
There was no need to complicate matters like that.
With his current Dao Practice, after handling these two True Immortals from the Yun Family, the other Yun Family powerhouses would pose no threat.
Zhang Jian’s eyes shimmered as his vast Primordial Spirit Divine Sense scanned the void, soon locating the special subspace hidden deep within the Da Yin Dynasty.
This was not difficult for Zhang Jian.
After devouring the "Heart of the Dimension," his Lifebound Immortal Technique, the Map of Mountains and Rivers, advanced to Tier Three, and his comprehension and control over the Space-Time Dao Laws reached an astonishing level.
Within the Map of Mountains and Rivers, there exists a dimension of void, where Space-Time is a crucial Great Dao Law.
Under his observation, the space secret realm seemed to be attached to the large Immortal Treasure, the Divine Capital.
This setup certainly had its advantages.
Any slight disturbance within could be sensed by the Emperor of Da Yin who controls the Divine Capital.
Zhang Jian’s expression remained calm, yet a slight smile emerged as he formed a Dharma Seal with his hands, a veil of Nine-Colored Divine Light gradually enveloping the secret area.
He activated the Innate Technique’s Golden Lotus Concealment Spell on his body and stealthily entered the secret realm.
Inside the secret realm, Zhang Jian had to exert effort to break through the Space Rune Forbidden Technique on its periphery.
In front of him lay a vast, primordial space.
The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Mechanism within was exceptionally dense.
Before him stretched swathes of ancient primeval forest, with many trees towering high, resembling the ancient barbaric age.
Zhang Jian appeared amidst ancient giant stone towers.
Flags fluttered atop the towers.
The flags were gold and white, with intertwined swords at the center, surrounded by iron chain patterns, exuding a majestic aura of "Golden Halberd, Iron Horse."
These ancient stone towers were evidently established at Spirit Vein nodes, with intense Spiritual Mechanism, imbued with ancient, vast Heaven and Earth Dao Rhythms.
This was a Holy Land.
A place where ancient sages attained enlightenment!
At the center stood a colossal ancient Holy Hall.
The exterior remained stone, primitively constructed.
Zhang Jian recognized it could be the White Emperor Divine Temple.
His heart felt an impulse, prompting him to slightly bend his fingers for an inference, pondering for a moment.
"This is the enlightenment site of an Ancient Saint King. It must not be disturbed, touching it brings misfortune and disaster!"
His eyes wavered, deciding right then to step back.
Each Ancient Saint King achieved great accomplishments, and as a successor, he too held them in reverence.
Slaying the descendant in front of the ancestor was indeed excessive.
Considering the Ancient Saint King’s merit, certain taboos should be observed.
"But today, the Yun Family will still perish!"
Zhang Jian’s eyes wavered, his form vanished instantly, planning to seek another opportunity.
It seemed the only course now was to "startle the snake!"
Within the White Emperor Divine Temple
Many Yun Family Elders, dressed in primal attire, were diligently cultivating inside the great hall, comprehending the Saint King Dao Mark left within.
The primitive Holy Temple was filled with eternal candles.
The candle flames flickered.
A breeze from outside the temple swept in, causing the candle flames inside and outside the temple to dance and nearly extinguish the eternal lights.
Before the White Emperor’s Holy Statue, Yun Qiao opened his eyes, observing the flickering eternal lights. His eyes moved slightly, lifting his hand to grasp the White Emperor’s Golden Halberd before him, closing his eyes again, enveloping the entire secret realm with his immense Primordial Spirit Divine Sense.
Deep within this secret realm, the atmosphere was also changing drastically.
Moments later, he opened his eyes, noting the terrifying thunder and wind outside gradually dissipating.
Yun Qiao’s eyes held curiosity, finding no peculiarities within the secret space.
Outside the great hall, several burly men dressed in primitive garb, adorned with animal skin, entered, each exuding a powerful aura and enveloped in a dense Evil Qi.
This Evil Qi was not due to slaughter but a byproduct of the unique Cultivation Technique making them more rugged and strong.
A tall and muscular man holding a wooden long spear looked gravely at Yun Qiao, unable to resist asking,
"Ancestor, did something happen?"
Another strong Yun Family cultivator also looked grave.
"Yes, Ancestor, why would there be a sudden wind blowing to extinguish the eternal candles in our Saint King Temple filled with Saint King Dao Mark?"
Behind him, several other primitive-dressed strong men also directed their eyes towards him, implicitly feeling a foreboding sense.
Such omens had previously appeared within the Saint King Temple.
But each occurrence signified a disturbance in the Yun Family’s destiny, portending calamity.
Yun Qiao sighed lightly, saying,
"It’s an ancestor’s warning of impending calamity for our clan!"
"Calamity?"
The faces of the Yun Family cultivators changed dramatically one by one.
Though tirelessly practicing here, honing their immortal will for a Longevity God demon body, they weren’t oblivious to external affairs.
They knew that recently, the only ancestor of the Yun Family, Yun Lianwu, had met with misfortune, and possibly, numerous Immortal Sect Dao Lineages or True Immortal powerhouses were lurking covetously at the Da Yin Dynasty.
The East Continent Zhang Family was certainly among those coveting the dynasty.