Chapter 671: Chapter 359 Daoist Scripture Gold Scroll_2 "Tianhao! Wait for me!" Gu Sheng shouted loudly and immediately ran after him. The chaos intensified as the battle grew fiercer, with all factions suffering significant losses. During the treasure hunt, the forces of Shaking Light Sacred Land and the Ji family clashed repeatedly, leading to heavy casualties. Meanwhile, the Sect Leader and Supreme Elder of the Destruction Hall were sent flying in the melee, gravely injured. Gu Sheng closely followed Lin Tianhao as they cut through the clouds, traversed mountains and rivers, relentlessly tracking the Demon Clan Great Emperor’s heart. The heart seemed to possess an uncanny sentience, constantly altering its trajectory and velocity in mid-air, making it utterly elusive. Just as they were about to catch up, an elegant figure suddenly descended from the heavens, blocking their path. It was a woman from Shaking Light Sacred Land! "Where are you two planning to go?" One of the women asked coldly. Her voice was as melodious as celestial chimes, yet carried an undeniable authority. "We’re pursuing the Demon Clan Great Emperor’s heart!" Gu Sheng shouted boldly. "Get out of the way!" "Oh? The Demon Clan Great Emperor’s heart?" The woman’s brows furrowed slightly. "That’s not something you can touch lightly." With those words, her figure flickered, darting toward the heart. Lin Tianhao and Gu Sheng wasted no time and chased after her without hesitation. In the sky above, three factions unfolded a breathtaking chase. The Demon Clan Great Emperor’s heart seemed more alive than ever, its fluctuating trajectory and unpredictable speed dazzling all observers. "Buzz buzz buzz—" Suddenly, the heart erupted with a thunderous roar, deafeningly loud. A surge of immense energy burst forth, swallowing everything around it. "Not good! Retreat now!" Gu Sheng cried out, his figure instantly flashing away into the distance. Lin Tianhao and the Shaking Light Sacred Land woman promptly followed, retreating swiftly. In the moment they fled, the heart exploded violently, sending countless shockwaves of energy radiating outward in all directions. The entire sky was enveloped by this overwhelming force, threatening to annihilate everything in its path! "Boom boom boom—" With an earth-shattering noise, the entire sky quaked. When the energy finally dissipated, they were all astonished to discover—the heart of the Demon Clan Great Emperor had vanished! "How could this be?" Gu Sheng exclaimed in shock. "Where did the heart go?" "It seems someone got their hands on it." Lin Tianhao stated coldly. "We need to track them down immediately!" Demon Emperor’s Mausoleum. "Boom boom boom!" Amid the ruins, accompanied by earth-shaking tremors, the ancient mausoleum of the Demon Emperor resurfaced like an ageless mystery unsealed by time. It loomed now like a dormant giant beast, awakened and emanating a chilling demonic aura. "What terrifying demonic energy!" an elder from the Destruction Hall exclaimed, his gaze rife with greed and trepidation. "There must be the unparalleled treasures of the Demon Clan Great Emperor inside this mausoleum!" an elder from Shaking Light Sacred Land declared, his voice filled with unconcealed excitement. A powerhouse from the Ji family, with an inscrutable expression, spoke slowly: "The Demon Clan Great Emperor’s relics are extraordinary. We need to join forces to explore them and achieve any gains." The woman from Yaochi Holy Land seemed relatively composed as she lightly parted her crimson lips: "We need only watch and wait. The treasures within the mausoleum will choose their destined owners." Though the factions harbored their own ambitions, under the allure of the treasures, they forged a temporary alliance. Together, they attempted to open the enigmatic mausoleum. Just as they made contact with the mausoleum, "Swish swish swish—" several Emperor’s Runes from the Demon Clan suddenly emerged from its surface. Transformed into lethal arrows, they launched at the crowd. Each rune was imbued with tremendous demonic power and incredible penetrative strength, triggering a cacophony of screams. "Ah—" One cultivator was pierced through the chest by a rune and fell lifeless to the ground. "Is this the Demon Clan Great Emperor’s trial?" someone shouted in panic. An elder from Shaking Light Sacred Land turned pale: "The Demon Clan Great Emperor was clever indeed, leaving such a formidable restriction on the mausoleum!" At that moment, divine radiance streaked across the horizon. A massive Divine Boat descended from the heavens, its Divine Jade sparkling brilliantly as though illuminating the entire sky. Onboard stood several impressively commanding cultivators, their gazes locked onto the Demon Emperor’s Mausoleum with determination. "It seems this contest is becoming livelier." A powerhouse from the Ji family snorted coldly. Simultaneously, a rumbling echoed from another direction—nine ancient, qilin-like beasts pulling a shrouded jade carriage descended amid swirling divine light. The mysterious figure seated on the jade carriage sent an even more tense atmosphere rippling across the scene. "Haha, it looks like this appearance of the Demon Emperor’s Mausoleum has attracted quite the big players!" One of the cultivators aboard the Divine Boat laughed boisterously, his voice resonating like a grand chime in the heavens. The enigmatic occupant of the jade carriage remained silent, calmly observing the unfolding events as if every move was within their grasp. By now, the ruins were teeming with cultivators from countless factions. They postured individually but eyed each other covertly, making the outcome of this battle more unpredictable. "Everyone present—why hide in the shadows? Why not show yourselves?" A cultivator aboard the Divine Boat spoke provocatively. His words prompted the factions to emerge one after another. Suddenly, the ruins were alight with dazzling brilliance, brimming with awe-inspiring energy. "The treasures in this mausoleum belong to me alone!" A burly, menacing cultivator shouted, charging toward the mausoleum. His palm radiated blinding light as he struck toward the mausoleum. Just as his attack was about to land, "Boom boom boom—" the mausoleum quaked again, releasing even stronger Emperor’s Runes. These runes pierced crowds like blades! "Ah—" Agonized screams filled the air once more as multiple cultivators fell, lifeless. Their bodies withered rapidly as though drained of essence and vitality! "The Demon Clan Great Emperor’s inheritance is truly extraordinary! We must tread carefully!" an elder from Shaking Light Sacred Land warned sternly, his face now lined with severity. At that instant, a crisp voice rang out: "This inheritance of the Demon Clan Great Emperor is not something you can meddle with!" Everyone turned toward the sound, only to see a tall, white-robed youth approaching from the distance. He was slender yet commanding, handsome, with unwavering confidence and determination gleaming in his eyes. "Gu Sheng!" someone gasped, recognizing the youth. Gu Sheng, a prodigious talent newly risen in East Desolation, had made a name for himself with exceptional cultivation and feats. His arrival now added yet another layer of unpredictability to the contest. "Gu Sheng, are you also looking to claim the inheritance of the Demon Clan Great Emperor?" a cultivator on the Divine Boat sneered. Without replying, Gu Sheng strode directly toward the mausoleum. He took a deep breath and slowly extended his hands to touch its surface. "Buzz buzz buzz—" The mausoleum seemed to respond to Gu Sheng’s presence, emitting low, resonant hums. Most astonishingly, the Emperor’s Runes did not attack him, allowing him to make contact with the mausoleum unharmed. This scene stunned everyone. None could fathom how Gu Sheng could interact so effortlessly with the mausoleum while avoiding harm. Closing his eyes, Gu Sheng immersed himself in the energy flowing from the mausoleum. He understood this was the Demon Clan Great Emperor’s test, and only by succeeding could he obtain the true inheritance. Minute after minute passed as Gu Sheng stood silently before the mausoleum, seemingly severed from the world around him. The assembled crowd kept their tense gaze fixed on him, aware the final outcome of the contest was near. At last, Gu Sheng opened his eyes, a serene smile on his face: "I understand now." Turning to face the crowd, he spoke: "The inheritance of the Demon Clan Great Emperor cannot be seized by force. It belongs to those who are destined to receive it. I have passed his test and earned his recognition." Gu Sheng’s declaration shocked everyone. They couldn’t believe that this seemingly young cultivator had managed to obtain the Demon Clan Great Emperor’s inheritance. As disbelief gripped the crowd, Gu Sheng turned to leave, his figure fading gracefully into the distance. Only his faint words lingered behind: "The destined will claim it themselves."