Chapter 588: The New Master of the Haotian Tower

This story had continued for fifty thousand years, until today.

Long Teng's account was very brief, but Ye Yuan did not find it brief at all.

Ye Yuan's knowledge went far beyond this, so he could fully grasp how breathtaking the events behind Long Teng's brief words were.

"Then Senior Fang Tian..." Ye Yuan asked.

Long Teng shook his head and said, "That fellow left the Haotian Stele here and vanished without a trace. And in that battle, I was severely poisoned, ending up like this. If I hadn't hidden in this Haotian Tower, I would have long since turned to bones."

Ye Yuan nodded slightly. It seemed that the great battle fifty thousand years ago was indeed brutally cruel, even reducing an expert like Long Teng to such a miserable state.

"Senior Fang Tian, is he... a Divine Realm powerhouse?" Ye Yuan asked, a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Heh, do you think the Divine Realm is so easily attained? Beneath this sky, no Divine Realm powerhouse can be born anymore!" Long Teng sighed.

Ye Yuan's expression changed as he asked, "May I ask, Senior, why is that?"

Long Teng shook his head and said, "The Divine Realm powerhouses vanished from the Divine Domain overnight, leaving behind only legends of the Divine Realm. As for the reason, I'm afraid only they themselves know."

Hearing this answer, Ye Yuan was quite disappointed.

The Divine Realm was his lifelong pursuit, and just when he saw a glimmer of hope, it was shattered again.

Yet he still refused to give up: "This Haotian Tower should be more than just at the Divine King level, right? And the Haotian Stele is of extraordinary origin. Could such existences not reach the level of the Divine Realm?"

Long Teng shook his head and said, "No! The Divine Realm is far more powerful than you imagine. Fang Tian thought he had reached the Divine Realm at the time, but later he discovered that was not the case at all."

Ye Yuan's expression changed as he suddenly recalled the words his father Ji Zhengyang had spoken to him before his death.

Before his death, because he had obtained the Medicine God Soul Canon, his soul had reached a very profound realm.

Could it be that a martial artist's cultivation had an even higher realm beyond the Divine King?

The more Ye Yuan thought about it, the more confused he became, feeling that he increasingly could not see through this world.

Seeing Ye Yuan's troubled expression, Long Teng laughed and said, "Don't dwell on such matters. With your current strength at the Sea of Transformation realm, thinking about these things is too far off. It's better to keep your feet on the ground."

Ye Yuan was startled and smiled wryly, "You're right, senior. I was too rash. Senior Long, do you mean that from now on, this Haotian Stele belongs to me?"

"That's right!"

Long Teng waved his hand, and the Haotian Stele appeared before Ye Yuan.

"That fellow removed his imprint before leaving. You just need to drip your essence blood onto it to refine and claim it as your own," Long Teng said.

Ye Yuan was taken aback. "That simple?"

"Mm, just that simple. Logically, such a heaven-defying treasure should be difficult to refine, but it's surprisingly easy! Once you master the Haotian Stele, you can control the Haotian Tower. However, with your current realm, you can't unleash its power at all," Long Teng said.

"Heh, regardless, I'll take it first!"

Ye Yuan did not stand on ceremony. He dripped a drop of essence blood onto the Haotian Stele, and the stele immediately radiated brilliant light.

At that moment, Ye Yuan felt an inexplicable connection established between himself and the Haotian Stele.

Clearly, he had become the master of this Haotian Stele.

Yet Ye Yuan suddenly realized that even though he had become the master of the Haotian Stele, he still knew nothing about it.

"Although you have bonded with it through blood, given your current cultivation level, you simply cannot activate the Haotian Stele or the Haotian Tower. If you force it, you'll only be drained dry," Long Teng warned.

Ye Yuan was speechless at this and said helplessly, "So isn't that the same as not having it at all?"

Long Teng laughed. "Of course not! With the Haotian Stele, you can enter the stele's space at any time to comprehend artistic conceptions—a privilege no one else can enjoy!"

Ye Yuan's eyes lit up. This Haotian Stele was truly a heaven-defying treasure, capable of helping martial artists comprehend artistic conceptions.

If he could contemplate the Haotian Stele at any time, then Ye Yuan would truly be on a fast track.

Suddenly remembering something, Ye Yuan asked, "By the way, can't the Haotian Tower alter the flow of time?"

"Don't even think about it! Fang Tian altered the time flow around my physical body to slow my aging. The inheritance space was completely destroyed the moment you cleared the ninth floor. Now, the Haotian Tower is no longer an inheritance artifact—it belongs to you! Alright, I know you have many questions, but I can't answer them all. This trial has drained me too much; I'm about to fall into slumber."

With that, Long Teng struck a seal that directly imprinted itself on Ye Yuan's brow and vanished.

"These are the cultivation methods for the Panlong Pojian Palm and the Dragon Wave. Train them well. If you ever enter the Dragon Clan, give them a good lesson for me!"

After speaking, Long Teng disappeared before Ye Yuan's eyes.

Ye Yuan wasn't particularly surprised. He had long realized that Long Teng was merely an incarnation; his true body was still somewhere in the Haotian Tower's space.

Long Teng had lived for fifty thousand years, spending most of that time in slumber. Of course, Fang Tian's alteration of the time flow around him must have played a significant role.

Speaking of Fang Tian, he was truly an earth-shattering figure, his abilities seemingly boundless.

Unfortunately, no one knew where he had ended up, and he might have even perished—a truly regrettable thing.

He had left the Haotian Tower and the Haotian Stele here to find an heir.

As things stood, the likelihood of him still being alive was probably very slim.

Suddenly, Ye Yuan's expression shifted, and he arrived on a grassland.

It was like another world, indistinguishable from the outside.

With a slight gesture of his hands, a large group of people appeared before him.

"Young Master Ye!"

"Young Master!"

Yuan Fei and Lü'er looked at Ye Yuan with excitement.

Ye Yuan touched Lü'er's head apologetically and said, "Lü'er, give me a little more time. I'll soon make you just like ordinary people."

Lü'er, however, didn't mind. "As long as I can stay by Young Master's side, I don't care. Huh? Where is this place? It's so beautiful—much better than that spatial spirit artifact!"

Ye Yuan smiled. "Do you like it?"

Lü'er nodded obediently and excitedly. "I love it!"

"Heh, then you and Yuan Fei can live here from now on! This is a new treasure I've obtained. Apart from having no people, it's no different from the outside world," Ye Yuan said with a smile.

"Ah? Really? That's wonderful!" Lü'er exclaimed excitedly.

Ye Yuan smiled, but his gaze suddenly fixed on Bai Guang, and he couldn't help feeling surprised.