Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

Looking at the scene before her, Lu Qingxuan thought, "Our ancestors didn't set any strict barriers, but only those who truly touched the karmic connection could enter."

She looked at Jiang Hao and the others, her eyes resolute: "Let's go in too."

It's better to leave it to fate; that's fairer.

Xiao Fan nodded, and Zhang Bo and Wu Liang naturally had no objections. The fat Taoist's small eyes were already gleaming as he looked around, seemingly weighing which option looked more profitable.

Jiang Hao stroked his beard and smiled: "The word 'fate' is truly wondrous. Let's go."

Strong people like to play the "fate" system because it's genuinely fun and interesting.

Inside the palace gates, the view suddenly opened up, but surprisingly it was not spacious.

The dome is high and distant, with starlight-like points of light floating and twinkling, casting a gentle glow.

At the heart of the hall, the White Deer Talisman floated silently above the crystal coffin. The two complemented each other, and the overwhelming imperial pressure and the gentle natural Daoist charm permeated the space, causing all who entered to tremble in their hearts and unconsciously slow their breathing.

After a brief silence, there was a sudden burst of intense gazes and heavy breathing.

"White Deer Talisman, Imperial Weapons!"

"Within the crystal coffin lies the supreme legacy of an ancient emperor!"

Without any prompting, almost simultaneously, several figures couldn't contain themselves and pounced on the central inheritance of the palace!

The young master of the Qingming Clan transformed into azure light, the successor of Daoyang Mountain charged like a savage beast, the holy maiden of the Zifu Sect released a radiant glow from her sleeve, and the holy son of the Qingyun Sect pointed his sword at a point of condensed light...

Each resorted to different methods, their target being the crystal coffin and the white deer talisman!

However, no matter how fast they were or how powerful their spiritual energy was, when they approached within three zhang of the crystal coffin, it was as if they had crashed into an invisible, intangible, yet indestructible wall.

Bang bang bang!

A series of muffled thuds rang out, and the people who rushed forward were sent flying back at an even faster speed, staggering to the ground, their faces flushed and their blood churning.

That invisible barrier kept all those who were not destined to be there out, while only the crystal coffin and the imperial weapon quietly radiated light, carrying an indifferent majesty.

"What's going on? Why can't I get close?"

"Didn't the ancient emperor say that only those with the right destiny would obtain it? Are we all destined to be without it? I refuse to accept this!"

A shout rang out, filled with shock and anger.

Unwilling to give up, the group tried again, employing secret techniques or offering up precious treasures, but to no avail; no one could break through the invisible barrier of fate.

Everyone was in despair. Was this a joke? How could it be that everyone was destined to be apart?

Just as everyone was getting impatient and unwilling, and the situation was somewhat deadlocked, Xiao Fan, who had been standing at the back, seemed to have his dormant Qiankun Body Qi spontaneously flowing slowly, drawn by the Natural Imperial Dao containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth in the heart of the palace.

Under this subtle pull, he subconsciously took two steps forward.

The moment his foot landed, something unexpected happened!

The crystal coffin, which had been silent all along, suddenly emitted a clear and melodious sound, which clearly reached everyone's ears.

Immediately afterward, without even opening the coffin lid, a torrent composed of endless Dao patterns surged forth from the crystal coffin as if it had found its home, ignoring spatial distance and instantly enveloping Xiao Fan!

"What's going on?"

"Is it that Dao Palace brat?"

"That's impossible!"

Exclamations erupted as everyone stared in disbelief at the pillar of inheritance, at Xiao Fan, whose cultivation was only at the Dao Palace Realm, being enveloped by a vast ocean of imperial insights and pure energy.

They couldn't understand why an unknown Dao Palace Realm newbie could receive such an incredible opportunity.

If this inheritance were passed on to Lu Qingxuan and the others, it would be understandable, since the two are related, being ancestors and descendants.

But what makes this kid Xiao Fan stand out? He's utterly ordinary, with no distinguishing features whatsoever.

Xiao Fan was so engrossed in the immense opportunity that he seemed oblivious to the sounds around him.

Zhang Bo's mouth gaped open, wide enough to fit a fist, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets. First, he was shocked, but after confirming that it really was his brother Xiao Fan, a surge of joy welled up inside him. He couldn't help but clench his fist and growl in a low voice:

"Great, fantastic! Xiao Fan is amazing!" He was even more excited than if he had gotten the opportunity himself.

Wu Liangpang's face was trembling, his small eyes were filled with disbelief and deep envy, and he was practically drooling. He muttered to himself:

"He just got the inheritance of an ancient emperor? What kind of heaven-defying luck did this kid have? This is more profitable than digging up ten huge tombs! I'm so jealous!"

A clear look of surprise flashed in Lu Qingxuan's clear eyes.

As a descendant of the White Deer royal family, she was most sensitive to the inheritance of her ancestors in her bloodline, and at this moment she clearly felt the perfect fit between the pillar of inheritance and Xiao Fan.

After the initial surprise, there was no jealousy or resentment, only a sense of relief and understanding. She nodded slightly to Xiao Fan in the pillar of light, silently saying, "Congratulations."

Jiang Hao took in everyone's reactions, his face remaining calm. He understood and wasn't surprised.

"Indeed, those favored by fate will find opportunities coming their own way, unstoppable. This scene reminds me of those days..."

A hint of reminiscence flashed in Jiang Hao's eyes. In this world, there are always some people whose growth seems to be on a cheat code.

They had countless opportunities during their growth, turning misfortune into good fortune, as if they had a cheat code.

Basically, every Celestial Venerable and Ancient Emperor is like this; their growth experience is an epic.

They were all protagonists of their respective eras, and Jiang Hao himself was no exception, though his situation was far more exaggerated.

The pillar of light continued for about ten breaths before slowly receding and disappearing into Xiao Fan's body.

The crystal coffin shrank, transforming into a stream of light that entered Xiao Fan's dantian.

Xiao Fan's aura had stabilized at the Dragon Transformation Realm. He opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and bright, and his face showed a mixture of astonishment and surprise. Clearly, he had never expected this to happen.

Before everyone could recover from the shock of Xiao Fan receiving the inheritance, the floating white deer talisman suddenly trembled slightly, let out a joyful deer cry, and transformed into a stream of emerald light, flying towards Lu Qingxuan on its own!

Lu Qingxuan subconsciously reached out, and the white deer talisman landed steadily in her palm.

In an instant, the feeling of blood connection surged forth, the imperial weapon recognized its master, and a gentle yet vast power cleansed her entire body, completely healing her previous hidden injuries.

His aura also suddenly surged, and although he did not directly break through to the Immortal Platform, he reached the critical point of the Half-Step Immortal Platform, exuding awe-inspiring power.

"She really got the White Deer Talisman!"

"It's a conspiracy! This is absolutely a conspiracy!" The young master of the Qingming Clan was furious, his face turning ashen. He pointed at Lu Qingxuan and Xiao Fan, who was still not fully recovered from his shock, and roared.

"It must be that the remnants of the White Deer Clan colluded with the lingering remnants of the ancient emperor to orchestrate all of this; otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?"

The Dao Yangshan disciple was also furious.

"That's right, what kind of bullshit fate is this? It was clearly premeditated, a scheme to manipulate us and force us to hand over the inheritance and the imperial weapon!"

With the two of them taking the lead, many other envious cultivators also joined in the commotion.

Outrageous cries of "injustice" and "cover-up" rose and fell, as if they had been utterly deceived and wronged.

Listening to these jarring noises, especially the words "black curtain," even with his usually calm and collected demeanor, Jiang Hao felt speechless.

The ancient emperor of Bailu left his legacy to those destined to inherit it, and left his personal imperial weapon to his descendants to protect the clan.

Isn't this perfectly reasonable?

How did it become a conspiracy in the mouths of these greedy and unsuccessful people?

If you don't get it, it's a conspiracy; if you get it, it's not a conspiracy, right?

Moreover, these people had already amassed a considerable amount of resources in the ancient emperor's tomb, but they were still not satisfied.

Jiang Hao shook his head slightly, only three words surfacing in his mind: outrageous.