Three Heavenly Venerables Steal from Radiant Sun Hall
Ahead, Venerable Vast‑Sky wielded his little white soul‑banner, killing every god and demon he met, ruthless and merciless.
His strength was already formidable. Though he had not yet reached the Emperor's Throne Stage, he was, after all, the son of the Heavenly Emperor and Madam Yuanmu—his bloodline was deep, his combat power astonishing.
The rear harem was in chaos. The powerful gods had already gone to Jade Capital City to prepare for Ugly Ox's invasion, leaving only weak gods and demons behind. These were no match for Vast‑Sky; most died before they even saw his face, their souls sucked into the little white soul‑banner refined by Prince Umbral.
Venerable Vast‑Sky pressed forward, with Cloud‑Venerable trailing behind.
Not long after, Quinn Shepherd, following behind the pair, suddenly paused—he had spotted a treasure hall.
Fragrant Hall.
His heart thudded violently. The two figures ahead seemed to sense it at the same time; Cloud‑Venerable instantly concealed himself, while Quinn seemed to melt, turning into a black shadow that clung to the ground.
Venerable Vast‑Sky saw nothing and continued onward.
After a moment, Cloud‑Venerable reappeared, glanced around, found nothing, and immediately hurried after Vast‑Sky.
Quinn emerged from the shadow, looked at Fragrant Hall, and his expression grew complicated.
Inside Fragrant Hall, the remnant soul of Heaven‑Guide Venerable Lan was suppressed. But this treasure hall was the Heavenly Emperor’s most valued palace, packed with dense layers of seals and prohibitions—so many that even Crippled Joe couldn’t get in; Quinn was powerless to help.
Quinn took a long breath and continued tracking Cloud‑Venerable and Vast‑Sky.
Soon, he reached the second of the Seventy‑Two Treasure Halls—Radiant Sun Hall.
Venerable Vast‑Sky arrived at Radiant Sun Hall, where two Qilin Ancient Gods stood guard outside. Their faces were fierce and imposing. Vast‑Sky stepped forward; the qilins raised their claws and barked: “This is a restricted area! Heavenly Venerable, halt!”
Vast‑Sky smiled warmly and said, “I’m here on my father’s orders to inspect Radiant Sun Hall. Please allow me through, elders.”
“On imperial orders? Do you have the Emperor’s decree?”
Vast‑Sky produced the decree and stepped forward, smiling: “Please, take a look.”
The two Qilin Ancient Gods, born in ancient sacred mountains, leaned in to examine the decree. At that moment, Vast‑Sky flipped it over—on the back was a mirror. Light burst from the glass, enveloping the primordial spirits of both qilins.
Frozen in place, the qilins couldn’t move. Vast‑Sky struck, killing both ancient gods and reeling in their primordial spirits. Only then did he relax, hurrying to Radiant Sun Hall’s entrance, muttering, “Mother said those two treasures must be here. With Ugly Ox rampaging through Heavenly Court, this is the perfect chance to steal them. With those two treasures, I can rule that primordial race…”
Countless seals and prohibitions barred the entrance to Radiant Sun Hall. Vast‑Sky had clearly received guidance from Madam Yuanmu and knew how to break the seals. He stepped back, hands weaving intricate signs; his vital energy turned into flying dragons and phoenixes that pressed forward against the locks.
Instantly, countless chains materialized around Radiant Sun Hall, locking the entire palace down.
Vast‑Sky’s eyes flickered; tension ran high as he cracked seal after seal with a flurry of mudras. After a while, he finally broke through.
The instant the seals broke, his body transformed into a streak of light and shot into the hall.
The seals immediately closed behind him.
No sooner had he entered than Cloud‑Venerable stepped forward. After a moment’s thought, his hands wove through the air, vital energy forming seal-breaking mudras—reproducing every move Vast‑Sky had just made, flawlessly!
The restrictions on Radiant Sun Hall were extremely complex; even a prodigy would find it impossible to master so many seal-breaking methods in mere moments.
Yet Cloud‑Venerable learned them all after seeing them just once—without a single error!
He was the first in all creation to reach the Emperor’s Throne Stage, and his Purple Firmament Throne Art was designed to absorb and imitate other supreme techniques. In later generations, Liam Cloud would keep evolving this art, integrating the essence of each era’s reforms so it never fell behind.
Cloud‑Venerable finished breaking the seals; the restrictions on Radiant Sun Hall opened, and he darted inside.
No sooner had he entered than the seals snapped shut again.
Quinn reached the hall and considered the methods the other two used to break the seals. He shook his head: “I didn’t memorize them all, but luckily, I have a mirror refined with my Painting Dao to help me remember.”
He flipped his palm and produced a mirror. Light shone from its surface, replaying the two Heavenly Venerables’ seal-breaking techniques.
Bathed in the mirror’s glow, the restrictions on Radiant Sun Hall unlocked one by one. Quinn strode inside.
Inside Radiant Sun Hall, Quinn suddenly stepped onto empty air—the hall had no floor, only a vast open space within.
He quickly flew upwards, avoiding an endless fall.
Only then did he notice treasures of every kind floating in the air, radiating dazzling beams of light.
But aside from the treasures, there were also palace lamps.
The palace lamps drifted in the space, each taller than a person. Their light outshone the treasures, and strangely, fine rays radiated from each lamp in orderly rows.
Quinn’s heart tightened. “These palace lamps are the restrictions guarding the vault’s treasures!”
The treasures floating in Radiant Sun Hall were all massive, covered in talismans. Nearby, Quinn spotted a giant sphere—about six zhang tall, perfectly smooth, without a single flaw.
“What is this sphere?”
He tried to get closer, but a strange heartbeat echoed from inside. Quinn’s heart leapt—“This isn’t a sphere, it’s a primordial egg! There’s a living creature inside!”
Before he could approach, a palace lamp—taller than a man—suddenly flared. Thousands of fine rays converged and shot toward him.
Quinn’s form flickered and dodged, weaving among the rays with endless variations. The movement art Crippled Joe taught him shone in this moment.
He darted beside the primordial egg, pressing his palm to its surface. Instantly, the heartbeat inside grew into a vast Dao‑chant, as if someone within was reciting the mysteries of the Great Dao.
“Could it be an ancient god?”
Quinn was puzzled. Weren’t ancient gods born in the primordial era? Why was there one yet to be born, sealed here all this time?
Just then, the hall blazed with light as countless fine rays shot in every direction. All the palace lamps in Radiant Sun Hall activated at once, flooding the space with beams—there was nowhere left to hide!
Maybe Vast‑Sky or Cloud‑Venerable had triggered the lamps sealing these treasures, setting off a chain reaction that trapped all three intruders in mortal danger!
Quinn’s body shrank rapidly, becoming a speck of dust. He flashed across the primordial egg’s surface, dodging the rays. Then a beam shot from his brow, illuminating a nearby lamp—he swept it into the Keane‑Sigil Continent.
Light blazed from Quinn’s brow, sweeping away the nearby palace lamps and clearing a safe space.
In the distance, waves of divine power erupted—one palace lamp after another went dark.
Quinn mused, “Cloud‑Venerable of this era has reached the Emperor’s Throne, and Vast‑Sky stands at the Celestial Apex. Both are far stronger than me now—these palace lamps can’t stop them.”
Soon, every palace lamp in the hall went out, leaving only the radiant glow of treasures.
Light flared from Quinn’s brow as he swept the suspected ancient god’s primordial egg into his brow, then flew toward another treasure.
It was Lingbao Mountain. Light flashed from Quinn’s brow, and before he even reached it, he collected the mountain.
The whole mountain looked like jade, though its material was unfamiliar. But anything kept in the Heavenly Emperor’s vault must be extraordinary.
“Could this be a treasure the ancient god Heavenly Emperor plundered from the Ancestral Court?”
He next collected a winding river, shrunk down to five or six zhang long but incredibly heavy. Even after stowing it in the Keane‑Sigil Continent, Quinn felt his brow sink under its weight.
“What river is this?”