I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1517 - 1521: Trespassers of the Holy Temple—What Was It Again?

"Do you know where their ancestral tomb is?" Zhang Menglong had done many things in his life, but excavating an ancestral tomb was something so thrilling, it was his first time, and just thinking about it got him excited.

You're all hiding in the Golden Holy City like turtles in their shells, huh? Fine, then I'll dig up your ancestral tomb and see if you come out. You can't just sit and watch your family's ancestral tomb being uprooted, can you? If so, even after death, you'd have no face to meet your ancestors, right?

"I have a rough idea," Yao Ge was quite familiar with the geographical structure of the Golden God Seat, "The Ancestral Worship Temple of the Golden God Seat is located in a valley north of the Golden Holy City. According to a master, it's a feng shui treasure trove where the dragon vein converges, and generations of rulers of the Golden God Seat are buried there to bless the Golden God Seat for eternity."

"You can tell they've encountered charlatans," Zhang Menglong said, "What eternity, their tombs are about to be dug, and this Golden God Seat won't last much longer—feng shui treasure trove, my foot!"

Zhang Menglong continued, "I've calculated it, this place is open from north to south, with excellent lighting, a convergence of heavenly and earthly spiritual energy. Once we take over the Golden God Seat, you can turn this place into a public restroom, the free kind."

Yao Ge's eyes twitched again. You're already being outrageous by digging up their ancestral tomb, and now you want to turn it into a public restroom? Aren't you afraid you'll lose all your good karma? Is this something a human would do?

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"They've left!" The gatekeepers suddenly saw Zhang Menglong and his group moving away from the city gate and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed even if they were formidable, they had no way to deal with this ancient formation left by their ancestors.

This formation wasn't maintained by ordinary energy sources; it used the power of the stars in the sky to replenish itself. As long as the stars were there, it could keep functioning. Unless someone violently destroyed it, it couldn't be breached due to energy depletion or similar issues.

It seemed supporting until Master Ze Ya completes the fusion of the two divine stones shouldn't be difficult. At that time, those who held on to the last would surely have the opportunity to be rewarded and promoted by Master Ze Ya.

"They don't seem to be returning to their army's encampment." A Level Two Perfect Being guarding the Golden God Seat was puzzled as he watched them, "Why are they heading north? Is there another rebel force in that direction they're meeting with?"

"No, isn't the north of our Golden Holy City the royal tombs of the previous rulers? Are they going there?"

"It's said every ruler has a lot of burial treasures. Could it be they're planning to rob the royal tombs!"

"Robbing the royal tombs for treasures is one thing, but desecrating the ancestors of our Golden God Seat is a serious matter! How is that different from losing sovereignty and shaming the nation? If we can't even protect the remains of our ancestors, what face do we have to continue being citizens of the Golden God Seat?"

Everyone was instantly panicked, but it was still impossible to open the Holy City's gate. They could only cling to a sliver of hope and pray that Zhang Menglong and his group weren't actually going for the temple.

...

The Golden Holy City was huge, and they had to make a loop to reach the north side. Even with Zhang Menglong's perspective, the sight of this temple made his eyes widen. The opulence of this structure seemed a bit excessive to be used as a public restroom.

This was a group of floating islands suspended in the sky, appearing to have a clearly defined hierarchy, stacked layer upon layer from bottom to top. At the very top floated six small floating islands, each with a luxurious coffin placed on it, housing the previous six masters of the Golden Divine Temple before Ze Ya!

Below them lay individuals who had made great contributions to the Golden Divine Temple, being buried here was a great honor.

The most magnificent sight was in the central area of this temple, which had a gigantic dragon-shaped creature. It was the first non-human creature Zhang Menglong had seen in this world, standing over ten thousand meters tall, with wings that stretched as wide as the sky, seemingly shielding the entire temple with its solid arms.

"This is something else!" Zhang Menglong exclaimed in amazement. The designer of this temple certainly had some intriguing ideas.

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"They've really made it to the temple!"

Through the Golden Holy City's equipment, those inside could directly see what was happening there, and their worst fear had been realized.

"What are they planning to do?"

"They're definitely going to plunder our temple's treasures!"

"These bastards, they're nothing more than robbers!"

Watching this, the people of the Golden God Seat were furious, forgetting how they had been even more ruthless when annexing nearby forces in the past.

"Don't be too pessimistic, our temple still has a Guardian!"

"Yeah! It's the Heroic Spirits formed by the remnant souls of our past heroes; except for those with three divine stones, anyone trying to trespass into the temple will be attacked by the Heroic Spirits."

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"Mr. Zhang, those up there should be the coffins of the past rulers," Yao Ge said, "I heard their founder was just a step away from breaking through to a Level Six Perfect Being when attempting to use three divine stones and met with a backlash, finally perishing. Such a shame. Had he mastered the current technology and fused with one divine stone, he would have become a Level Six Perfect Being."

"Truly, scientific technology is the primary productive force," Zhang Menglong commented, "What a pity, there are no better quality remains here, even if Satan is resurrected, he'd at most be a half-step Level Six Perfect Being."

"Master, I'm already very satisfied with a chance to be resurrected, how could I dare to wish for more?" Satan, who had been implanted with a Soul Seal by Zhang Menglong, now spoke as his loyal servant.

"I'll try to find you a better-looking body," Zhang Menglong leaped into action. Once resurrected, Satan would follow him around, and naturally, his appearance couldn't be too shabby; otherwise, it would be too humiliating!

But just as Zhang Menglong was about to approach the temple, a light blue vortex suddenly appeared in front of him. From thousands of coffins emerged a remnant energy, which coalesced into a semi-transparent giant clad in armor!

"Death to those who trespass the temple!"

"What the heck is this?" Zhang Menglong looked at the semi-transparent giant, whose aura had reached the level of a Level Five Perfect Being.

"This should be an ancient formation," Yao Ge said, "Formed by the remnant heroic spirits of those buried in this temple, acting as a guardian god. Who'd have thought they still had such means!"

Yao Ge couldn't help but admire the profound and powerful legacy of the Golden God Seat, a heritage the Sun Palace could never hope to match.

"If it were an actual Level Five Perfect Being, dealing with it might really be a hassle, but it's just a soul body!" Zhang Menglong casually pulled out a book and started reciting the scripture within.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, what is gone should not remain!"

This was a scripture from the Sun Scripture, which was not only just a scripture but a powerful artifact. The original version could unleash its power if a mere ordinary person recited its spells, and what Zhang Menglong was wielding now was the original Sun Scripture!

Amidst the sound of hooves from an undead carriage, a massive undead legion swept forward. The flames on the bodies of those undead warriors and horses seemed to truly originate from hellfire. Passing through the Heroic Spirit Warrior, they stripped away large chunks of its remaining energy.

When the undead legion passed by, the Heroic Spirit Giant had vanished from in front of Zhang Menglong.

Zhang Menglong put away the Sun Scripture, "Heroic Spirit? More like cheap spirits! What was it again about those who trespass the temple?"