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If one of them could inherit the legacy of the Mount Taihua Goddess, their achievements would be immeasurable.

The Mount Taihua Goddess was one of the strongest beings in ancient times.

Her legacy is unimaginable.

At dawn, a ray of sunlight pierced the night, shining on the Daoxu Cave Entrance.

For a moment, the seven-colored auspicious clouds flourished, completely illuminating Mount Taihua!

It was not just Mount Taihua, but even the entire Taihua Divine Realm where Mount Taihua was located that was enveloped by the seven-colored clouds, the radiant light instantly brightening the night.

The cultivators from various Sects within the Taihua Divine Realm, the commoners, and the city lords of various cities all looked towards the celestial phenomenon that appeared, astounded beyond measure.

Some cultivators from the Sects even thought they were the Sons of Fortune, believing that treasures had emerged nearby and immediately took to Sword Flight, inspecting the surroundings.

When they discovered that the seven-colored auspicious clouds originated from Mount Taihua, they immediately abandoned their treasure-hunting thoughts.

The items of Mount Taihua, how could they, these ordinary cultivators, dare to covet?

The commoners from ordinary cities thought it was a sign of great fortune, and they knelt down one after another, paying their respects in worship, with some holding a Buddha statue in the left hand and a peach wood sword in the right, muttering words in prayer, hoping for divine protection.

“Our ancestor was truly a remarkable figure, her grace and poise, we descendants can’t even match one-tenth of it.”

Feeling utterly ashamed, the Elder Ancestor of the Lin Clan felt inferior in front of the Daoxu created by his ancestors.

The cultivation of the Mount Taihua Goddess was mysterious and unfathomable.

The Elder Ancestor of the Lin Clan was also one of the descendants of the Mount Taihua Goddess, but even after a lifetime of cultivation, he had not reached the realm of his ancestors.

Lin Xuantong also gave a bitter smile and shook his head.

Lin Xuantong’s talent might be on par with the Elder Ancestor standing before him, but it could not compare to the Mount Taihua Goddess.

If there was anyone in the Tai Hua Holy Land who had a chance to rival the Mount Taihua Goddess, it was only Lu Changsheng.

“The Goddess indeed possessed broad and profound Divine Skills; we juniors can hardly catch up to her.”

The Jiang Family Ancestor, Patriarch Ye, and other ancestors were the descendants of the disciples of the Mount Taihua Goddess, and they too knew of her strength.

In ancient times, those who were qualified to establish Holy Lands were all powerful beings of the human race, existences that dominated an entire era.

“The time has come, let’s go inside.”

The Elder Ancestor of the Lin Clan protected Lu Changsheng, Lin Xuantong protected Lin Qinghan, the Jiang Family Ancestor protected Jiang Yu, Patriarch Ye protected Ye Feng, and two other ancestors protected two Holy Maiden Candidates, entering the Goddess Daoxu after the Daoxu opened.

A flash of white light crossed Lu Changsheng’s vision, and everyone appeared in a vast and boundless space.

“Is this the Inner World created by the Mount Taihua Goddess? Isn’t this a bit too exaggerated?”

Even with Lu Changsheng’s realm, he couldn’t sense the boundaries of the Goddess Daoxu.

The Goddess Daoxu was far more vast than the Immortal Ruins of the Divine Tree Immortal Emperor and Star Immortal Emperor that Lu Changsheng had previously entered, not just by a hundred times.

“The Daoxu opened by the Mount Taihua Goddess is as large as a Divine Realm. If it were not for many years of exploration, we the descendants of the Tai Hua Holy Land would also find it hard to locate the Mausoleum. Let’s move.”

The Elder Ancestor of the Lin Clan, who had once been the Saint Lord of Tai Hua, held a much higher seniority than Lin Xuantong and he knew the exact location of the Mausoleum within the Goddess Daoxu.

The Elder Ancestor of the Lin Clan took out a Spatial Talisman, leading everyone, performing spatial teleports, quickly approaching the Goddess’s Mausoleum.

Without the guidance of the Elder Ancestor of Lin Clan, it would not be easy for Lu Changsheng to find the exact location of the Mausoleum in the Goddess Daoxu.

The Elder Ancestor of the Lin Clan and his group continued to teleport through space, finally turning up in the middle of the Goddess Daoxu.

The seven-colored auspicious clouds covered the sky, a divine mountain painted in seven hues stood tall, and amid the mists, seven thousand layers of palace courtyards appeared as though shrouded in a veil.

The grandeur was unparalleled.

Lu Changsheng was overwhelmed by the seven-thousand-tiered Dao Palace of the Goddess Daoxu.

The Mount Taihua Goddess was indeed one of the Ancient Great Powers, and one could imagine the grandeur of her burial during those times.

Lin Qinghan was astonished, “Is this the Mausoleum of our ancestor?”

The Elder Ancestor of the Lin Clan nodded, his expression grave, which was a sign of reverence for the Mount Taihua Goddess.

The Mount Taihua Goddess was like a towering mountain, unclimbable in the eyes of the people of the Tai Hua Holy Land.

Lu Changsheng too was somewhat surprised.

The Mausoleum of the Mount Taihua Goddess was very different from the Mausoleum Lu Changsheng had imagined.

“The Goddess’s Mausoleum is in the highest of the palace courtyards.”

The Elder Ancestor of the Lin Clan led everyone to the seven-thousandth palace courtyard.

This grand palace complex was the most massive in scale, featuring various mythical beast stone statues guarding the Godly Coffin in front of the palace gates.

On the left and right of the wooden palace doors, an old talisman was affixed to each side.

The talisman on the left was covered with dense ancient runes, at the center of which was the pattern of the Ancient Sun Star.

The talisman on the right was nearly identical to the one on the left, except at its center was the pattern of the Taiyin Ancient Star.

The two talismans, however, prevented everyone from entering.

“These two talismans were personally refined by the Mount Taihua Goddess. Even when several of us old fellows joined hands, we couldn’t break them,” said the, Elder Ancestor of Lin Clan, the Jiang Family Ancestor, the Patriarch Ye, and others, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Lu Changsheng and Lin Qinghan exchanged glances.

The Elder Ancestor of Lin Clan, Jiang Family Ancestor, Patriarch Ye, and the other Holy Land ancestors had cultivated for millions, even hundreds of millions, of years. Their cultivation was enough to reach the heavens, yet even their combined strength failed to break the two talismans personally refined by the Mount Taihua Goddess?

If the two talismans were merely affixed to the wooden doors,

then how powerful exactly was the Mount Taihua Goddess?

“With the grand computation of fifty, forty-nine are used. Perhaps the time was not right back then, but now, one might be able to enter the mausoleum,” suggested the Elder Ancestor of Lin Clan, looking toward the other ancestors. Together, they operated the Ziwei Celestial Flame True Art, trying to force their way through the two talismans with unified strength.

“Ha!”

The group of ancestors worked together to activate their cultivation technique, with a vast power capable of destroying heaven and earth, and they struck the wooden door.

The two talismans, one yin and one yang, generated a force of yin and yang that completely swallowed the collective force of the ancestors.

Lu Changsheng, Lin Qinghan, Jiang Yu, Ye Feng, and the others, were all secretly stunned.

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“Strange, could our deduction have been wrong? Is it not yet the time for the mausoleum to open? Or perhaps we shouldn’t disturb the eternal rest of the Goddess?” pondered the Elder Ancestor of Lin Clan and Jiang Family Ancestor, faces ashen, beginning to question their own existence.

This was the forty-ninth opening of the Goddess Daoxu, yet not a single treasure had emerged, which was truly odd.

The Goddess Daoxu, with seven thousand palace complexes, was utterly quiet.

Lin Xuantong’s hand gestures constantly changed as he tried to divine the secrets of heaven, but he gained nothing: “Could it be that the mausoleum of the Goddess Daoxu is merely the resting place of the Goddess, without any inheritance? It seems I have worried too much.”

Lin Xuantong had already brought Lu Changsheng, Lin Qinghan, Jiang Yu, Ye Feng, and other young talents of the era to the Goddess Daoxu, yet there was still no change with the mausoleum.

It was very possible then, that the Goddess Daoxu held no inheritance from the Mount Taihua Goddess.

The purpose of the two talismans’ existence might have been simply to protect the Godly body of the Mount Taihua Goddess.

Lu Changsheng looked at the talisman affixed to the left side of the wooden door and walked over.

Unaware of what Lu Changsheng intended to do, the Jiang Family Ancestor quickly rebuked, “Kid, be careful, this talisman holds boundless magic and has once burned an ancestor. You must not meddle with it recklessly!”

Although the Jiang Family Ancestor held a grudge against Lu Changsheng for taking Jiang Yu’s Holy Son status, Lu Changsheng was, after all, the Saint Son of Taihua, and any mishap with him would undoubtedly be a tremendous loss for the Taihua Holy Land.

Putting the interests of the Taihua Holy Land above all, the Jiang Family Ancestor wanted to stop Lu Changsheng.

“Stop right there!”

The Elder Ancestor of Lin Clan, Patriarch Ye, and other ancestors, as well as Lin Xuantong, all tried to stop Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng, a Preliminary Immortal Emperor, daring to touch a talisman left by the Mount Taihua Goddess, was simply like an egg striking a rock!

“This guy is seeking death!”

Jiang Yu was rather excited.

Unable to defeat Lu Changsheng himself, Jiang Yu reveled in the thought of Lu Changsheng courting disaster. Should Lu Changsheng fall, he could reclaim his status as the Holy Son of Taihua!

While everyone was sweating on Lu Changsheng’s behalf, there was a ripping sound; Lu Changsheng effortlessly peeled off the talisman, as easy as peeling a couplet off a wall… simple.

Huh?

The elders were taken aback.

The seal they had expended so much effort and failed to decipher had been casually unpeeled by Lu Changsheng?

What exactly had they been exerting themselves for?