Over the next eight days, Ian Song drew out and refined all the divine power within the restriction field, collecting a total of three hundred and twenty drops of golden liquid.
With the divine power gone, the field formed by the incomplete restriction was now on the verge of collapse.
"Break for me!"
Ian Song gave a low shout, sending a series of restriction hand-seals into the field's nodes.
After an hour, a burst of dazzling light flashed, but quickly faded into dimness.
A faint smile appeared at Ian Song's lips—the field was broken. Without the field, these thirty-two thousand plus restrictions were now just isolated entities, no longer a unified whole. Entering the Divine Tomb would now be effortless.
Soon, he carved out a passage through the thirty-two thousand plus restrictions, then turned to Xina Southgate and her two maids, asking, "Will you stay here, or follow me into the Divine Tomb?"
"What? You can actually enter a Divine Tomb?"
Xina Southgate looked utterly astonished. She knew just how terrifying the restrictions outside the Divine Tomb were—once, she had merely reached out and touched a restriction, only to be instantly bounced back and lightly injured.
"What did you think I was doing these past few days?" Ian Song retorted impatiently.
Only now did Xina Southgate realize what was happening—Ian Song had been breaking the restrictions all along. But she didn’t quite understand; did Ian really break the restriction with just two bouts of blood vomiting and a few hand-seals?
Was it really that easy?
So, are you coming in or not?
Ian Song asked again.
Of course we want to go in—we’ve never seen what a god looks like!
Xina Southgate said excitedly.
Then let’s go!
Ian Song sent out a wave of power to wrap the three of them, then stepped forward, passing through the tomb stele and appearing inside the tomb chamber.
This tomb chamber was different from the last one Ian Song entered—it was oval-shaped. Still, at the chamber’s center stood a massive bronze coffin.
Wow, that’s a huge bronze coffin!
Xina Southgate exclaimed, awe on her face.
Ian Song ignored her, casually flipping the coffin lid open and instantly shifting to hover above the coffin.
Bang!
But as soon as he hovered over the coffin, it was as if a heavy force struck him. He was slammed back, crashing hard into the tomb chamber wall.
Ah!
Seeing this, Xina Southgate couldn’t help but scream, turning to run for the exit.
Shut up and stand still—I’m fine!
Ian Song snapped.
Hearing this, Xina Southgate stopped, looked at Ian Song, and asked, "Are you really okay?"
Do you wish I wasn’t?
Ian Song replied irritably, then silently contacted Old Spirit: "Why was I knocked away?"
Old Spirit answered, "The coffin holds a Mid-Rank God, and he’s been dead for less than a hundred thousand years. So there’s still some lingering divine might on the corpse. You’re just a Profound Immortal—hovering above him is disrespectful, so the divine pressure bounced you away. But since he's been dead so long, the divine might is limited. You can just collect him into the Divine Temple!"
Alright!
Ian Song nodded, communicated with the Divine Temple, and directly drew the corpse inside.
Just as he turned to leave, he suddenly noticed something else inside the coffin.
It was an egg, about the size of a fist, pure white and stunningly beautiful, with faint, mysterious runes circling its shell.
Old Spirit, check this out—what kind of egg is this?
Ian Song asked.
This... this is...!
Old Spirit’s voice actually stuttered.
So what is it, really?
Ian Song realized this egg was probably something amazing.
No way... How could their egg end up here? Old Spirit sounded utterly shocked.
Come on, Old Spirit, just tell me—what is it?
Ian Song couldn’t help but urge him again.
Old Spirit’s voice trembled, "If I’m not mistaken, this should be an egg of the White Godkite—the strongest species in the God Realm!"
White Godkite? Is it some kind of divine beast? Ian Song was full of curiosity.
In the God Realm, there are Ten Supreme Species. They’re rare, but each one is incredibly strong. Even God-Kings covet their offspring, because once they grow up, they become huge assets. If you took this White Godkite egg to auction in the God Realm, even hundreds of trillions of god crystals wouldn’t be enough to buy it. That’s how priceless it is. The previous master once joined a Supreme Species egg auction, prepared nine hundred trillion god crystals, and still couldn’t buy one. If he’d gotten a Supreme Species egg and raised it, he might have survived his great calamity instead of perishing completely!
At this point, Old Spirit’s tone turned deeply regretful.
That’s insane!
After hearing Old Spirit’s explanation, Ian Song’s eyes sparkled. He never expected to get something even God-Kings desired.
But Old Spirit spoke up again, "With your current strength, you probably can’t hatch the White Godkite egg. Also, if I’m right, this egg was hidden here by some big shot from the God Realm. So once you take it, you’d better leave this world immediately. Even after returning to the Langya Immortal World, don’t take it out casually—if any powerful God Realm figure senses it, you’ll be in serious trouble!"
Ian Song was surprised. "Wait, can they really come to the Immortal World to cause me trouble?"
Old Spirit replied, "They can’t come in person, but it’s easy for them to send a thought-incarnation or message to the Immortal World and have an Ancestral Immortal act for them."
Damn, that’s terrifying!
Ian Song immediately stored the White Godkite egg in his Divine Ring, then looked at the three women. "I’m heading back to my Immortal World. Do you want to stay here, or come with me?"
You can go back?
Xina Southgate stared at Ian Song in disbelief.
Did I ever say I couldn’t go back?
But you said even Ancestral Immortals couldn’t leave this place!
Ian Song was getting impatient. "They’re them, I’m me. Enough nonsense—are you staying here or coming with me?"
Xina Southgate answered as if it were obvious: "Of course we’ll go with you! No way we want to stay in this hellhole!"
Alright!
Ian Song nodded, knocked all three women unconscious, and led them into the Divine Temple. "Old Spirit, take us back to the Langya Immortal World!"
Inside the Divine Temple, a hundred million immortal stones vanished.
Then the temple turned into a streak of light and pierced the void.
In less than three breaths, Ian Song received Old Spirit’s notice—they had returned to the Langya Immortal World.
He brought the three women out of the Divine Temple. Breathing in the Immortal World’s thick immortal essence, Ian Song felt wonderfully refreshed. With a wave of his hand, the three women woke up.
Sensing the rich immortal essence in the air, all three women couldn’t help but cheer.
Ian Song ignored them and pulled up the Immortal World map in his mind. He found they were in the wilderness near a city somewhere in the Barbarian Wastes, not far from Greenvine City.