The Way of The Dao

The spirit sense was fully extended, covering almost several kilometers in a short time. Although his spirit sense was still still severely damaged by the power of the stellar stone, his spirit sense could still cover a large space.

The arrays, patterns and markings on the site entered Ling Tian's vision, slowly studying and comprehending them.

The power of the formation had evidently reduced over time, estimating that it had power less than 10%. With a little more time it would collapse and disappear, approximately a few hundred years or perhaps thousands.

"Hongmeng, Hongmeng, Hongmeng..."

Ling Tian whispered, smiling slightly as his pupils rippled slightly. Soon after, he gently shook his head but still smiling.

"This formation had reached the pinnacle of this world, it could even be considered a half-immortal formation..." Ling Tian crouched down and observed several small patterns and runes in the space that were slightly illuminated when he injected his power.

Ling Tian also saw that there were old trees with their trunks burnt, split in half, destroyed branches, dried leaves, even dry spaces where barely a flower would sprout every so often before quickly dying. The air formerly full of vitality and energy was dry and contained no spiritual force. Nor were there any small animals or birds near the place.

Clearly this place was slowly deteriorating over time, so everyone would think it was the normal aging cycle of life in nature.

"The great dark war of chaos..." Ling Tian couldn't help but mutter as he noticed the runes and patterns that were almost destroyed, realizing that the chaos and destruction of ancient times was much deeper and more terrifying than he thought as he realized that it could only be a result of the past war.

The formation could continue to function on its own, even regain its power and grow stronger over time, unless a superior force appeared and destroyed much of its array and origin, as well as the entire place, resulting in not being able to recover and slowly losing its power.

A half-immortal formation on this plane was already considered an almost invincible force, but even in that ancient war it could not withstand the chaos.

The great dark war of chaos, not only occurred in this cultivation world, but also in the Immortal World!

This war had affected all planes!

Ling Tian knew a little about this great dark war of chaos, because it had also happened in the Immortal World hundreds and thousands of years ago, maybe more. But it was only recorded that it was the Great Chaos Era, where many cultivators died from the siege of demonic beasts and from destruction and chaos of the Immortal World, not recording much crucial or important information.

"Could it be a battle that involved the gods' territory as well?" Ling Tian frowned and then shook his head.

The demonic beasts entered and ravaged as many worlds as they could, from the small planes to the upper plane that was the Immortal World. They just seemed to exist in the void and reach anywhere in the universe.

The territory of the gods probably had its own battle as well...

"The only thing I still don't know if it is that whether in my past life I lived before or after this great age of chaos..." Ling Tian felt the dragon soul within him, which seemed to be in complete harmony with his own soul, as if they were one but separate currently.

His past life evidently was a powerful cultivator in the territory of the gods, and Ling Tian was becoming more and more certain that he was a genuine dragon, born of the true dragon race. His dragon soul was evidence number one, it was not a fake or transformed soul, but a genuine dragon soul.

"If I was so powerful, how did I die?" Ling Tian couldn't help but wonder to himself, thinking whether he was killed by a powerful enemy or perhaps his life expectancy came to an end and he died of old age.

There were many unknowns Ling Tian didn't know, and the answers he slowly got over time doubled the questions and mysteries behind them.

The only thing Ling Tian knew was that Yun Mengxin was his dao partner, his wife, but he did not know what else had happened in the past.

The only thought he had related to that was those blurry memories, as if a blurry movie unfolded in front of him after he had awakened his dragon soul in the small world and faced the immortals who had fallen. He couldn't even distinguish figures or voices well, as if he was enveloped in a layer of water and darkness, preventing him from seeing.

But those memories that were so vague and blurry that Ling Tian could not remember much, he only felt the pain, hatred, sadness, suffering and despair, especially related to Yun Mengxin, as if she had been killed...

"The past is the past, now is the present and Mengxin is with me again..." Ling Tian shook his head, ridding himself of such negative and sad feelings.

His life was the now, not the past, even if he was aware of his past life as such. Now, Yun Mengxin and he were reunited again, their love thriving and growing without limit, and this time, Mu Shuiruo, Tang Wanying, Zhang Xinya, Long Yuyin, Ning Xiaoyi and Xi Fei are also his women, opening his heart towards them and loving them just like with Yun Mengxin.

"Hey, buddy, are you lost? You also come to seek the heavenly treasures of the goddess of life?"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Ling Tian's concentration as he was totally focused on his thoughts and feelings without being attentive to his surroundings.

Ling Tian blinked slightly in surprise before turning around and looking at the person who had spoken to him.

A cold breath was heard slightly as Ling Tian turned around and his face was observed.

The women were stunned before blushing and lowering their heads shyly, with some of them bravely raising their gazes and looking at Ling Tian with big enthusiastic smiles. The men were equally dumbfounded before some sighed inwardly as they noticed the gazes of their female teammates, while others pursed their lips and felt defeated.

"Heavenly treasures from the goddess of life?" Ling Tian looked at the man who seemed to have almost the same appearance as him in age, in his mid-twenties. His gaze ran over this entire somewhat large group, noticing the expressions of all of them before refocusing on this man who had spoken to him earlier.

The young man was startled to hear Ling Tian's question and he cleared his throat somewhat uncomfortably at once, regaining his composure. He just didn't know that this random young man of his own age would have such a perfect and handsome face like the gods.

"Y-yes, the heavenly treasures of the goddess of life! We are going for the legacy of this goddess that had just appeared a few days ago!" The young man said somewhat confused as he explained what happened to Ling Tian, "By any chance isn't cultivator brother going to look for this goddess' legacy?"

They all went in search of the legacy of the goddess of life!

They wanted to try their luck and see if they could come across any chance encounters!

Hence, this was the path they had taken to go to the fastest place where the others were searching for the remains of the legacy of the goddess of life!

If this young man did not come to look for luck and see if he could get some of the legacy of the goddess of life, then what was he doing alone in this lonely desert place?

This young man who seemed to be the leader of this group glanced somewhat strangely at Ling Tian. As they passed by this place, they saw that Ling Tian seemed to be observing the surroundings as if he was lost, so they approached to ask him.

"Legacy?" Ling Tian blinked somewhat confused and couldn't help but think of Luo Hongmeng.

The ruins of the Primordial Elemental Heart sect, which was Luo Hongmeng's sect, should be from here, so it could certainly have some treasures and cultivation resources that had been buried over time.

The destruction of the formation in the void, The Great Seal of Ancestral Divine Protection, brought great changes to the whole world, such as the return of spiritual chi, as well as the resurgence of places and objects that had been buried and hidden by the passage of time, surfacing once again waiting to be taken.

As long as someone found part of a legacy or treasure, news would spread quickly and everyone would try to get even a piece of those treasures.

Therefore, it was normal that, a top-tier sect in ancient times like Luo Hongmeng's sect had great cultivation resources that were lost in the course of time and resurfaced again after so long.

It was just that Ling Tian did not know whether these treasures or the such legacy really belonged to Luo Hongmeng as well, since the most powerful legacy was his pagoda, which was inherited to Lang Qingzu but currently he was keeping it for her until she became stronger.

'Probably these are lost resources of the sect...' Ling Tian thought to himself.

"You don't know about the legacy of the goddess?" The young man couldn't help but be surprised.

Although the news had barely been out for a few days, almost the entire eastern region of the south state knew about it!

It was rare to find someone who didn't know such news, unless he was an old hermit who had been secluded in an isolated place for a couple of years or more.

But looking at Ling Tian who was as young as them, the young man wasn't sure if he didn't know or he was a solitary cultivator living in isolation from society.

Ling Tian looked at this young man, and then at the others who accompanied him, a total of 10 people.

These people were young for the most part, with the oldest seeming to reach 30 years old, while the youngest were about 15 years old. Their cultivation levels also ranged from the Chi Gathering Fourth Stage to the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

The young man who seemed to be their leader was one of the two strongest who had the level of the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

Even so, their clothes were somewhat poor but neat, also not showing some feeling of contempt or arrogance at the sight of him, only curiosity and surprise, except for the women who behaved shyly.

They didn't even have flying swords, much less storage rings. A few small bags hung from the waists of some of them, while others carried some rusty and badly maintained swords or spears.

Ling Tian observed them in detail in an instant, realizing that these young men were cultivators of some sect or weak force, and were trying to find some chance encounter upon hearing the news of a legacy.

"You're right, it's been a long time since I had traveled here, so I got lost on my way..." Ling Tian smiled slightly and added, "Would you let me come with you to see if I can have some luck as well?"