The leaden clouds roiled endlessly.

On the ground were countless scars and huge fissures, various ruins, resembling an abandoned world where waves of sinking and filthy auras continually spread.

This made Jiang Shi and his companions frown upon their arrival.

Even the three Half-Step Saint Realm experts from the alien race showed a hint of surprise.

"Such a dense aura of destruction, does such a place really exist in this world."

The Sword Emperor, bearing a golden Great Ring Saber, squinted his eyes, surveying the surroundings.

"It’s rumored that this abandoned world was once the center of Great Heng, destroyed utterly in that ancient cataclysm, where many ancient saints were buried. It seems the rumors are true. I’ve sensed the aura of fallen ancient saints. This trip was worth it, truly worth it."

The Ghost Luo Race expert, Shen Ao, a cultivator at the Half-Step Saint Realm, spoke profoundly.

But Jiang Shi furrowed his brows even tighter.

The center of Great Heng?

A burial ground for many ancient saints?

Does such a place exist in Great Heng Land?

"Everyone, to seek the four saint essences, our power is far from enough. Therefore, I have invited another expert, waiting for us ahead."

Suddenly, Venerable Wuxiang smiled and spoke.

"Oh? You invited someone else?"

The previously silent Chi Huang suddenly opened his eyelids, revealing reddish eyes, scanning Venerable Wuxiang.

Even without deliberately projecting an aura, there was an invisible fierce Qi rapidly avoiding an attack.

The other people also frowned, looking at Venerable Wuxiang.

Clearly, Venerable Wuxiang hadn’t informed them of this beforehand.

"Rest assured, everyone is on the same side. Even if I were to deceive someone, it wouldn’t be you."

Venerable Wuxiang smiled slightly.

The crowd felt turbulence but followed him forward.

"Brother Jiang, are you wondering what the Four Saint Blood is?"

Suddenly, Venerable Wuxiang’s voice transmitted directly into Jiang Shi’s mind.

"Yes, what exactly is the Four Saint Blood? And where is the Celestial Demon Limbs?"

Jiang Shi directly inquired via voice transmission.

"Don’t worry, both the Celestial Demon Limbs and the Four Saint Blood are at the same place."

Venerable Wuxiang’s voice continued to resonate, saying, "The so-called Four Saint Blood actually refers to the four ancient Holy Beasts: Cyan Dragon, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, and Vermilion Bird. In ancient times, a terrifying cataclysm struck the Great Heng World, attracting countless powerful beings, leading to an uncountable number of ancient saints’ deaths. Among these ancient Holy Beasts, one also suffered severe injuries here, which was the Black Tortoise of the four Holy Beasts!

It is said that the four Holy Beasts contain the most powerful essence within them. If one were to acquire the Four Saint Essence, they could gain unimaginable power!

For instance, this Black Tortoise, if anyone obtains even a trace of its essence, their body can transform, gaining the characteristics of the Black Tortoise, reaching a level of sanctifying the flesh!

Do you know how difficult the realm of Entering the Saint is? This step alone has trapped countless people!

Shen Ao, Chi Huang, Luo Tian, were already Half-Step Saint experts thousands of years ago. Yet, after thousands of years, they still haven’t successfully broken through.

Therefore, the Black Tortoise Essence has become their most covetted treasure!"

"I see."

Jiang Shi suddenly understood as he remained expressionless, continuing with the voice transmission, "But shouldn’t the Black Tortoise Essence be just one? With so many people, who will get to divide it?"

"Don’t worry, there will be a way at that time."

Venerable Wuxiang smiled slightly, saying, "As I said, even getting a trace of the essence can sanctify the flesh. At most, we can divide more strands of the Black Tortoise Essence. When you obtain the Black Tortoise Essence, I’ll tell you about the Celestial Demon Limbs; you can search for them yourself, how about that?"

Jiang Shi pondered, then slowly nodded.

Even if he didn’t trust the other fully, at this moment, he had no choice.

The group continued to move forward.

After passing through a dilapidated ruin, they finally stopped again.

Before them, a figure emerged, standing tall, with an unparalleled aura, remarkably eye-catching.

He wore a scholarly robe with a wide belt, with slightly graying temples, possessing an elegant demeanor.

He seemed like a middle-aged schoolteacher well-versed in literature.

At first glance, he displayed a harmless gentle smile.

But the accompanying many experts all changed their expressions greatly, shocked, and even Shen Ao, Chi Huang, Luo Tian, and others hardly thought, immediately retreating swiftly.

As if the person before them was not a human at all but an immensely terrifying Great Demon.

"Evil Monarch Wenti!"

"You actually invited Evil Monarch Wenti!"

"Venerable Wuxiang, how dare you deceive us?"

Everyone shouted in astonishment.

Even these Half-Step Saint experts were all horrified, with goosebumps all over, seemingly unwilling to greet the middle-aged scholar ahead.

Evil Monarch Wenti?

Jiang Shi felt secretly surprised.

Who is this person?

"Everyone, why leave upon seeing me? Do you perhaps look down on this Lord?"

The middle-aged scholar spoke with a calm tone.

His voice wasn’t loud, but it formed a strange ripple, spreading in the void, making the space before them congeal like turning to black ice.

Those retreating couldn’t help but change their expressions, feeling immense pressure from all directions, as if giant shackles enveloped them, making it hard to move.

Even the Half-Step Saint experts were shocked, sensing that the more they retreated, the more they felt those strong shackles.