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The treasure of the Myriad Tribe Domain was actually exactly the same as the two tortoise shells Jiang Feng had taken out. Other than the fact that they were of different sizes, it was practically impossible to find anything different about them.
Even the lines on it seemed to be connected.
However, when they tried to combine the two tortoise shells in Jiang Feng's hand with the large tortoise shell, they discovered that they obviously could not piece together.
"It's really the same!" How could Jiang Feng not be shocked as well?
Of his two tortoise shells, one came from the Graveyard of Gods, a treasure left behind by the owner of the snow slaying sword. At that time, there were a few other inheritances, but they were only used for this tortoise shell.
The other piece was given to him by a man who resembled the Rain Emperor when he was in the middle of Yin and Yang.
Jiang Feng had studied these two pieces of tortoise shell before, but he still didn't have a clue. He didn't know how many tortoises he had to find to put them together, but he was sure that once he pieced together the complete tortoise shell, he would definitely reap a huge harvest.
After experiencing some other things, he had almost forgotten about the two tortoise shells. Until today, when he finally found something within the domain of ten thousand clans, Jiang Feng told the Ancient Saints about the origins of the two tortoise shells.
The saints also revealed looks of surprise. They were all certain that the things recorded in these turtle shell were extraordinary.
In the end, Jiang Feng hoped to ask some questions. Did he know where the place that he was looking for in the huge tortoise shell was?
"It's been far too long. No one knows about it, but I accidentally obtained it. I didn't leave any coordinates behind."
The few Saints shook their heads at the same time. How could they not know about the secret behind the two pieces of tortoise shell on Jiang Feng's body?
"I understand, thank you." Jiang Feng was slightly disappointed.
"Perhaps, there is still one more hope." A saint said, his face revealing a look of contemplation, "The expert that can break through the turtle shell in our territory may not be alive, but he once said that if our race was in danger of extinction, we can create a teleportation array and enter the outer universe to obtain a slim chance of survival."
"Could the secret of this turtle shell be related to the outer universe? If that's the case, then we might be able to find the answer if we go straight to the outer universe. "
the saint suggested.
Go straight to the Outer Universe... After Jiang Feng heard this, his eyes revealed a pondering look. This suggestion was very shocking, but it did not preclude him from having a glimmer of hope.
"However, this hope is rather slim, when the transfer array was first built, it wasn't for the living to use, because the Outer Universe is a place where no one knows what kind of place it is, and when one is sent there, it might be a dead end. There is also another possibility, with the current transfer array, it's impossible to send someone to the Outer Universe, so we have yet to test it out."
The saint who came up with this idea also spoke of the risks.
"I'll think about it carefully." Jiang Feng said.
"If there's anything we need help with, we, the cultivators of the Realm of Ten Thousand Clans, will definitely do everything we can to help. We are duty-bound to do so." These ancient saints spoke very sincerely.
Although Jiang Feng was disappointed, he was still very happy to be able to get their help. He temporarily stayed in the domain of ten thousand clans.
In the days that followed, they were either practicing cultivation or discussing the current situation with the saints, as well as the possible future changes.
Although Jiang Feng regained his confidence and planned to gather the experts from all sides to form the final needle and thread to fight the people from the Primal Chaos Realm to the death.
However, as the other saints analyzed the situation, he found that the situation was much more serious than he had imagined.
Almost all the planes have been swept clean. There are some strong ones who survived by various means, but 99% of them died in the sweep.
The Nine Heavens Immortal World who had the most experts was also swept away by the attack many years ago.
The only experts Jiang Feng knew of were those from the Ten Thousand Clans, Yu Qiuhe and a few others, as well as the two great Yin Yang Emperors, Nangong Fan, the Emperor of the Absolute Fairy, and the Void.
Other than them, there were still a few other people, but Jiang Feng still could not guarantee that these people would still be alive.
These people were the Fire Barbarian Ancestor, the Twelfth Immortal King, Meng Chuan, who went to the unknown land through the wormhole in the Realm of the Buddha back then.
Until now, these people had still not made a move.
Furthermore, Jiang Feng had even seen them. Only the Fire Barbarian Ancestor and the others still did not know where they were going and whether they were still alive or not, was a problem.
Other than these people, there were only the god race people.
However, since the collapse of the Realm of the Gods back then, very few cultivators from the God Tribe had survived.
Furthermore, there were cultivators among them who had long sided with the Primal Chaos Heaven Realm. Jiang Feng had yet to come into direct contact with the rest of the god race members and he had no idea how they were currently faring.
If you don't count the people from the god race, just the people that you know so far, plus going to other planes to find some powerful warriors that haven't died, forming the final needle and thread of resistance, it was suffocating.
The army of the Primal Chaos Realm swept towards them. It was difficult to resist, as it was like striking a stone with an egg.
"Perhaps, the Realm of Ten Thousand Clans is a breakthrough." Jiang Feng thought in the end.
Back when he was in the Primal Chaos Realm, outside the chaotic world, he had made up some lies and plotted against Gu Sen. From Gu Sen's words, he had obtained some information.
The Chaotic Heavenly Clan seemed to be worried that the Ten Thousand Clans and the Nine Heavens Immortal World would join hands. As for why they were worried, they were a little worried.
However, this was still a clue.
Based on his current understanding, out of all the cultivators in the Myriad Tribes Domain, only a few had reached the Saint level.
Moreover, it hadn't even reached the limit yet. In fact, it wasn't even at the great perfection stage, only at the small success stage.
With such strength, even if there were a thousand of them, they still wouldn't be able to contend against the Celestial race.
Therefore, Jiang Feng deduced that what the Chaotic Heavenly Clan was wary of was not the strength of the cultivators of the Myriad Clans, but some other person, and perhaps even not a human.
Jiang Feng could easily guess one thing, the Epic-class teleportation circle being constructed in the Realm of Ten Thousand Clans.
This transmission array was built based on information left behind by the sages of the Myriad Clans' Domain, combined with the clues on the turtle shell. The project was extremely grand and had been going on for hundreds of years.
In order to have enough energy to activate the formation, the stars in the surrounding hundreds of millions of kilometers were almost all hollowed out. Once the formation was successfully activated, its power would be unimaginable.
When the teleportation formation was still incomplete, Jiang Feng had felt an astonishing energy. It was many times stronger than the Constellation Teleportation Formation that connected to the Primal Chaos Realm.
Even now, Jiang Feng still remembered it a lot.
Maybe the key point was that, right at the epic tier teleportation circle, Jiang Feng's eyes lit up. In the end, he decided to start from this point.