Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 538: A Familiar Figure

"It’s the Supreme God Sovereign!"

Many people recognized Ye Yun and quickly halted in mid-air, fear flickering across their faces.

Many knew of the formidable reputation of the Supreme God Sovereign from the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace, especially within the Yao Guang Galaxy, where this Supreme God Sovereign had once boldly felled a Divine King Realm expert with a single hammer strike.

The event had left countless people dumbstruck.

Although the Supreme God Sovereign’s cultivation was now suppressed to the sixth layer of the Divine Monarch Realm, the thought of his terrifying golden hammer still made many hesitate.

"’Forget about it,’ an elderly man muttered dejectedly. ’With just one strike of his hammer, the Supreme God Sovereign could kill a Divine Monarch Realm tenth layer Human-shaped Soul Beast. We better not mess with him.’ Then, with a wave of his hand, he led his men to rapidly leave the area.

Seeing this, others dared not linger either and beat a hasty retreat.

The Ancient Star Tomb was vast and filled with countless opportunities. As long as they were strong enough, they could naturally slay other Human-shaped Soul Beasts to gain cultivation techniques or artifacts. There was no need to challenge the terrifying Supreme God Sovereign.

Ye Yun smiled faintly as he watched everyone flee, then raised the translucent jade slip in his hand.

The Yoga Godlord flew over, looking at the translucent jade slip in Ye Yun’s hand and smiling. "Supreme Brother, your luck is incredible! You got a cultivation technique with just one move." Envy glinted in her eyes.

The Clear Heavenly Lord flew over, blinking her eyes. "Master, what kind of cultivation technique is this?" she asked curiously.

Meanwhile, the Moon Heavenly Lord led the disciples of the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace over. They quickly approached and knelt at Ye Yun’s feet.

"Thank you, Master, for saving our lives!" they exclaimed in unison, their faces filled with gratitude.

"All of you, get up," Ye Yun said calmly, then immersed a wisp of his Divine Sense into the jade slip.

Inside the jade slip was the text of a cultivation technique—the Nine Soul Shadow Blade Technique. Beside the text was a cluster of indistinct light and shadow.

"This swordsmanship is of no low quality; it has reached the peak of Emperor Level." Ye Yun smiled faintly, his Divine Sense touching the cluster of light and shadow.

If his guess was correct, this cluster of light and shadow was the recorded legacy left by the swordsmanship’s founder. With this recorded legacy, combined with the cultivation technique’s text, learning it would be twice as effective.

Infusing a thread of Mana into this light and shadow, Ye Yun activated the recording.

The originally spherical recording, like a ball of light, instantly scattered like snowflakes within the jade slip’s space. It continuously reassembled, finally forming the figure of a woman.

This was a woman in a red dress, her figure graceful and filled with a classical beauty. The only regrettable thing was that her face was obscured. She held a golden sword and began to demonstrate the swordsmanship.

The sword images were ethereal, like scattered blossoms.

At this moment, the red-clothed beauty and her sword became one, flawlessly interpreting the numerous moves of the Nine Soul Shadow Blade Technique.

As Ye Yun watched this swordsmanship, his gaze gradually filled with doubt.

Although the red-clothed woman’s face was obscured, she gave him the distinct impression of Nangong Jade practicing her sword forms before him. Her back, in particular, bore an uncanny resemblance—eight or nine parts similar.

This was too much of a coincidence. Ye Yun found it hard to believe.

After the swordsmanship demonstration concluded, the red-clothed woman dispersed, reforming into that cluster of recorded inheritance.

Ye Yun withdrew his Divine Sense, his expression turning slightly cold.

He was now unsure. Was there some divine skill in this jade slip that could make the image of the person in the recording automatically resemble Nangong Jade?

He examined it carefully but found nothing unusual.

"Come here," he beckoned to Clear Heavenly Lord.

"Master?" Clear Heavenly Lord quickly moved to Ye Yun’s side, looking at him curiously.

"Look at this swordsmanship," Ye Yun said, handing the jade slip to Clear Heavenly Lord. "There’s also a recorded inheritance inside; see what kind of image it is." He was quite suspicious at this moment and still somewhat uneasy, so he wanted her to look it over again.

Clear Heavenly Lord took the jade slip and immersed a wisp of her Divine Sense into it. Ye Yun waited quietly.

The Yoga Godlord beside them was also extremely curious. She didn’t inquire but simply watched Clear Heavenly Lord with her beautiful eyes, awaiting the outcome.

After a moment, Clear Heavenly Lord retracted her Divine Sense and returned the jade slip to Ye Yun. "Master," she reported respectfully, "the cultivation technique in this jade slip is called the Nine Soul Shadow Blade Technique. Inside, there’s a recorded inheritance where a woman in red demonstrates the complete set of sword forms."

So it is true; I wasn’t mistaken, Ye Yun mused, rubbing his chin and gazing into the distance thoughtfully.

That red-clothed woman must be a coincidence, right? How old was Nangong Jade? And this inheritance jade slip from the Ancient Clan must be at least tens of millions of years old, mustn’t it? There was absolutely no way it could be connected to Nangong Jade.

At this thought, Ye Yun’s mood lightened. He put away the jade slip and returned to the Celestial Boat to continue searching for the other disciples.

「Two more days passed.」

The Celestial Boat flew through many areas, and they gradually found more disciples from the two sects. However, they found more disciples from the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace.

The disciples from the Yoga Master Palace were fewer, numbering only about thirty in total.

The Yoga Godlord’s expression was dejected, sadness reflected in her eyes. So much time had passed. It was likely that some disciples had already perished in the Ancient Star Tomb.

On Ye Yun’s side, the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace had only lost about a fifth of its disciples, still numbering over seventy. They remained a formidable force.

Along the way, they had killed a fair number of Ghost Beasts, mostly Beast-type Soul Beasts and Insect Type Ghost Beasts. As for Human-shaped Soul Beasts, they hadn’t encountered any more. They hadn’t even re-encountered the Jiao Dragon-like Ghost Beast that Ye Yun had met before.

Although they had slain many Ghost Beasts, none had yielded any cultivation techniques or artifacts, much to everyone’s disappointment. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

The Celestial Boat flew through the sky.

A faint black mist coiled around them, carrying a subtle scent of decay. It seemed to serve as a constant reminder that countless members of the Ancient Clan had once been buried here.

Ye Yun stood at the bow of the Celestial Boat, hands clasped behind his back. He looked like an immortal from a painting, ethereal and transcendent, his white robes fluttering in the wind.

Suddenly, Ye Yun’s gaze flickered. On a mountaintop, he spotted an ancient black temple.

"That is an Ancient Deity Temple, where the Ancient Clan once worshipped their gods," the Yoga Godlord explained from beside him.

"Hmm, let’s go take a look." Ye Yun was intrigued and steered the Celestial Boat towards the mountaintop.

The Celestial Boat descended from mid-air. Ye Yun walked toward the Ancient Deity Temple, the Yoga Godlord accompanying him. As for the others, Ye Yun did not let them disembark. After all, the small temple wasn’t large enough to hold so many people.

The small temple was somewhat dilapidated. When Ye Yun walked inside and looked up, he couldn’t help but be stunned.