I Shall Seal the Heavens - chapter-960
He panted, staring dead at the bronze lamp in Meng Hao’s hand. The lamp
caused his scalp to grow numb, and terror washed through him as a
shocking question filled his mind.
“That Soul Lamp… whose is it?!?!”
The mist in the Misty Heaven Vault seethed, spreading out to fill the
entire ancestral land. The Ancient Burial Grounds, the Nine
Nethermountains, the Quasi-Dao Patriarch Tombs, and even the Field of
Magic Enlightenment were all submerged in endless mist.
The lands almost looked like they had become a sea of mist, concealing
all, casting everything into shadow. The area around Meng Hao was the
only area of light, which was illuminated by the glow of the Essence of
Meng Hao was panting, and his heart pounded even more strongly than Fang
Daohong and Fang Linhe, or the astonished Seventh Patriarch.
Taking out the bronze Soul Lamp had been a simple experiment, and in
fact, even Meng Hao had assumed the idea to be laughable and virtually
He had always thought that it was nothing more than an ancient bronze
lamp…. He had never, ever thought to compare it to the Soul Lamp of an
Ancient Realm cultivator.
But now, as he looked around at the churning mists, at the path that had
been ripped open in front of him, and the tunnel leading toward the
pitch-black temple up ahead, his heart pounded with unprecedented
“This Soul Lamp… whose is it?!?!” That was the mind blowing
question that rolled around in Meng Hao’s mind as he thought back to
that year in the temple hall when he had acquired the bronze lamp.
How many years had it been there…?
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He had kept the lamp alive with his own blood, and when it was
extinguished, he had absorbed the black smoke that it emitted. That was
what… had caused him to become different than everyone else, to have a
true Immortal meridian inside of him.
“It’s actually a Soul Lamp. A mere lamp contains such shocking,
domineering power that even this Fang Clan ancestral land has no choice
but to submit to it!
“If this lamp is so powerful… then whatever almighty being created it
must be unbelievably powerful!!” Meng Hao was panting at this
unbelievable turn of events. It truly was a matter that couldn’t be
pondered too deeply, for the more he thought about it, the more it
“Immortal Ancient Daoist Rite Temple….” Meng Hao’s eyes glowed
with intense light as a new sense of determination filled him and he made
a firm resolution. “I definitely need to go to the Immortal Ancient
Daoist Rite!” The only clues to the story behind this lamp, which he
had found in the temple hall in the ruins of Planet South Heaven’s
Immortal Ancient Daoist Rite, seemed to lay in the four words ‘Immortal
Ancient Daoist Rite’.
From the way things looked, grabbing this bronze lamp that year had
changed his entire fate in life!!
Nearby, Fang Daohong and Fang Linhe were looking on with numbed scalps,
and minds that felt as if they were being struck by lightning. Their jaws
hung open and their eyes were wide.
They simply couldn’t believe or even think of words to describe what
they were seeing. It was as if they had been struck dumb. Then, they saw
Meng Hao take a deep breath, tightly grasp the bronze lamp in his hands,
and step toward the path. That image seemed to shake them to their senses.
“How could this be happening…?” thought Fang Daohong as he quietly
watched Meng Hao walking toward the path in the mist. He felt like he was
in an illusion, a dream or fantasy in his own mind.
Fang Linhe punched himself hard in the chest, and the resulting pain
caused his eyes to widen with surprise. He felt like the world had been
turned upside down. Up ahead was the necropolis of the first generation
Patriarch, a place no one had ever entered, and yet Meng Hao… had
casually pulled out a bronze lamp, and then… walked right into the
Fang Linhe shuddered, and he was suddenly struck with a feeling of
rejoicing, rejoicing at the fact that he had attacked someone as
terrifyingly inhuman as this, and yet was still alive.
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Up in midair, the Seventh Patriarch was also panting. In terms of both
his inward disposition and his external expression, he was incapable of
maintaining his calm. It didn’t matter that his cultivation base was at
the peak of the Ancient Realm, he was still profoundly shaken by Meng Hao.
“Eldest Brother has a 1 Essence Dao Realm cultivation base and the
status of Fang Clan’s Earth Patriarch, and yet he could only advance 39
steps into the mists. However, the lamp that kid is holding can actually
scrape a path clean through the Misty Heaven Vault all the way to the
“If you calculate that path based on the number of steps that can be
taken, it must be at least 1,000!!
“It’s just a soul lamp, and yet it even exceeds the power of 1
Essence. What was the cultivation base of the person who formed that Soul
Lamp? In terms of level, were they a 6 Essences Paragon? Or perhaps a 9
“Impossible, in all the Nine Mountains and Seas, there aren’t even
any 9 Essences Paragons at all! The only people who ever entered the 9
Essences level of the Dao Realm were those three Paragons from the
legendary age of the Immortal Ancient, during that Heaven-shaking,
“I shouldn’t even be thinking about 9 Essences. Even 7 Essences
Paragons don’t exist in the Nine Mountains and Seas. The highest
cultivation base in this day and age is only 6 Essences!” The shock
roiling in the Seventh Patriarch’s heart was impossible to describe. He
looked at the scene of Meng Hao striding down the path in the mists with
lamp in hand. Then, he took a deep breath, and his eyes began to shine
with a strange light.
There was no greediness that arose within him. Since Meng Hao possessed
the bronze lamp, he was qualified to enter the Misty Heaven Vault. To
others, however, this would be the end of the line.
Although the Seventh Patriarch couldn’t help but look covetously at the
bronze lamp, he did not attempt to snatch it away. He was an elder of the
Clan, and furthermore, he was one of its guardian entities. Besides, he
had his principles when it came to objects belonging to the members of
the Junior generation.
Those were the clan rules!
They were rules that allowed the clan to multiply and grow, and to
withstand the test of time!
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Members of the same generation could fight and steal destiny from each
other. Such things were permitted. But even if the Heavens did not care
whether members of the Elder generation stole from the Juniors, it was
something that was completely prohibited by the clan rules.
Although some people might brave the risks and do such things, the
Seventh Patriarch was not that type of person.
“From the time the ancient first generation Patriarch passed away in
meditation until now, this is… the first time his necropolis has become
visible! Could it be that the One Thought Stellar Transformation will
make a reappearance in the Ninth Mountain and Sea!?” The Seventh
Patriarch looked at Meng Hao’s back as he walked off into the distance.
He suddenly felt a premonition deep within him.
“His future prospects might not just be limited to the Ninth Mountain
and Sea! Perhaps he can lead the Fang Clan to new heights of glory!”
Back on the path in the Misty Heaven Vault, Meng Hao’s heart was
pounding. He held the bronze lamp in his hand as he slowly walked forward
through the mists. Although it appeared as if there was an empty void
beneath his feet, the ground was as solid as ever as he trod upon it.
The light of flame flickered out from the bronze lamp, and the mists on
each side of him churned. Any obstructions ahead dissipated as Meng Hao
As he passed in further, the mists closed up behind him, blocking off the
path. Any outsider, including Fang Daohong and Fang Linhe, and even the
Seventh Patriarch, gradually lost sight of Meng Hao as he disappeared
into the mists.
Fang Daohong and Fang Linhe exchanged a look, and could see the shock in
each other’s eyes, as well as… the astonishment.
Their life or death was in Meng Hao’s hands, so to them, the more
powerful Meng Hao got, the less chance they ever had to escape.
However… as he increased in power, their future prospects… actually
grew even more limitless.
“Perhaps Fang Xiushan has inadvertently given the two of us a chance to
achieve a meteoric rise to success!!” Fang Daohong said hoarsely.
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Fang Linhe took a deep breath and nodded. “If Fang Hao can get some
good fortune in the necropolis, if he can become the only person in the
clan who can cultivate the One Thought Stellar Transformation, then his
future prospects are limitless!”
Their eyes shone with determination as they sat cross-legged outside of
the Misty Heaven Vault, acting as Dharma Protectors as they waited for
Meng Hao to emerge.
Back in the Misty Heaven Vault, the pitch-black temple at the end of the
long path didn’t seem to be very far away. However, Meng Hao ended up
walking for a long time.
One day. Two days. Three days.
On the third day, Meng Hao finally began to get close to the pitch-black
temple. Although the temple was still about three thousand meters away,
he knew.. that he was in the region of the necropolis!
Rising up above the pitch-black temple was an enormous statue of a
middle-aged man. He wore a Daoist robe, and had an expression that was
lofty and imposing, yet exposed no trace of anger, and even contained a
hint of debonaire. He sat there cross-legged, eyes closed as if he were
doing breathing exercises. It was merely a statue, but when you looked at
it, it almost looked alive.
He looked somewhat similar to Meng Hao, or perhaps it would be more
accurate to say that all members of the Fang Clan had some features
similar to this statue.
That was because he was none other than the first generation Patriarch.
He was the peerless, breathtaking man who had risen to become the first
Patriarch of a clan!
Eighteen enormous coiling dragons could be seen on the steps leading up
to the temple, each of which emanated an archaic feel. It almost looked
like those eighteen dragons were actually supporting the entire
necropolis with their bodies.
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Simply put, it was a majestic sight!
Meng Hao’s heart trembled as he looked at the huge temple; he knew that
this was the final resting place of the first generation Patriarch!
The first generation Patriarch was how the Fang Clan had come to be. It
was because of him that the powerful Fang Clan currently existed in the
Ninth Mountain and Sea, and there was no end to the legends and myths
about him that circulated in the clan.
There was a legend that the first generation Patriarch acquired the
bloodline power of the Fang Clan in the Ruins of Immortality, and had
followed Lord Li in his campaign to subjugate the Ninth Mountain and Sea
to quell the chaos and unify all!
There was another story that the first generation Patriarch didn’t
actually die, that he had lived a fifth life, in which he disappeared to
live a carefree existence.
There were various legends that spun in Meng Hao’s mind. He took a deep
breath as he passed the 3,000-meter mark, approaching the necropolis
itself. When he neared the steps, he looked up at the huge temple doors
and bowed deeply.
“Junior generation Fang Clan member Fang Hao extends greetings, first
As his words echoed, the temple began to tremble, and the ornately
decorated temple doors began to slowly open!
It was in that exact moment that… outside of the ancestral land,
outside of Planet East Victory, Fan Dong’er slammed into the Door of
Immortality above the Ninth Sea, causing the door to slowly begin to
open. Boundless Immortal light was set free, washing over Fan Dong’er,
causing her to gradually become translucent. The holiness that she exuded
grew even more intense.
She was already beautiful, but as of this moment, her beauty was beyond
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The cultivators of the Ninth Sea God World stared at her intently, for
they knew… that the critical moment had arrived.
Now was the time to see exactly how many Immortal meridians Fan Dong’er
It wasn’t just the Ninth Sea God World cultivators who were watching
closely. All the other sects and clans were using various methods to
observe exactly what happened with Fan Dong’er!
The old Dao Realm woman stood there quietly, looking up at Fan Dong’er
with a slight smile, eyes gleaming with anticipation.