Gateway of Immortality-Chapter 327: The Ziwei Palace

Qin Sang remained silent, observing closely, and he was almost certain.

This sheepskin was identical to the one he possessed—not only in texture but also in size. It was perfectly square, clearly cut from a larger piece of hide!

The piece of sheepskin in Qin Sang's possession had been acquired along with the ebony sword and the Yan Luo Banner when he first arrived in this world. He had tested it more than once over the years.

Back when he had just embarked on the path of immortality and learned to use spiritual power and spiritual consciousness, he had tried probing the sheepskin.

Later, after acquiring spells like the Object Manipulation Technique and the ability to open a Mustard Seed Pouch, he tested it again, but to no avail.

After joining Kuiyin Sect and learning that the black-robed demonic cultivator might have been a disciple of the sect, Qin Sang suspected the sheepskin might be related to Kuiyin Sect and secretly investigated it.

However, at that time, he was confined within the Yin Malevolent Abyss and later sent on an undercover mission, making it impossible to uncover anything.

After entering Shaohua Mountain and learning many of Kuiyin Sect's secrets from Sun De, Qin Sang speculated that the black-robed cultivator, like Shi Hong, might have been a sacrificial pawn selected by a true disciple or a Foundation Building cultivator of Kuiyin Sect.

But on closer thought, he wasn't convinced the black-robed cultivator was actually from Kuiyin Sect.

His cultivation was low, and he had been pursued by Song Hua in a pitiful state. Whether he never had a Mustard Seed Pouch or had lost it in battle was unknown.

Grievously injured, he could only command bandits to help him escape and resort to demonic arts to devour blood sacrifices to survive.

Perhaps he was merely a rogue cultivator who had somehow acquired the Netherworld Scripture and the Yan Luo Banner. Even if he hadn't perished by the Chenshui River, he would have eventually succumbed to the backlash of King Yan.

Regardless of his true identity, Kuiyin Sect had already been annihilated, leaving no clues to follow. Qin Sang had long since given up further investigation.

At one point, Qin Sang had suspected that the conflict between Song Hua and the black-robed cultivator was not merely a struggle between righteous and demonic factions, nor was it due to a personal vendetta, but rather because of the sheepskin.

However, investigating Song Hua also proved fruitless.

When he met Song Ying, Qin Sang requested to see the letter Song Hua had left before departing, but it contained no hidden messages. His inquiries at Wenyue Market also led to nothing.

So many years had passed that no one knew Song Hua's whereabouts, and the matter was left unresolved.

After breaking through to the Foundation Building Realm, Qin Sang sorted through his Mustard Seed Pouch and recalled the sheepskin, examining it once more to confirm that its mysteries weren't due to his lack of cultivation.

Other than its extraordinary toughness, the sheepskin had no special properties—perhaps it was simply the hide of some demonic beast. In the world of immortal cultivation, such inexplicable objects were not uncommon.

The items taken from the black-robed cultivator—whether the Yan Luo Banner or the Netherworld Scripture—were not particularly valuable in the cultivation world. It was likely that the sheepskin wasn't worth much either. As Qin Sang's cultivation journey grew increasingly difficult, he had no time to be distracted by it and simply tossed it aside, forgetting about it.

If not for the sheepskin reappearing at this auction, he might have forgotten about it entirely!

What exactly is the sheepskin?

Qin Sang's thoughts were in turmoil, his curiosity surging, and excitement rising in his heart.

An item so carefully stored in a wooden box and auctioned in the presence of a Golden Core cultivator—there is no way it's ordinary!

Is it a fragment of an astra?

A remnant of a powerful art?

A treasure map?

Or something else entirely?

However, alongside his excitement, Qin Sang remained wary, pondering why the Core Formation cultivator had chosen to auction the sheepskin here and now.

Is it possible that the sheepskin isn't as valuable as I have imagined and is insignificant to a Core Formation Realm cultivator?

Or perhaps...

Is it a bait?

Assuming that these two pieces of sheepskin originated from the same source, could it be that they need to be assembled—perhaps two, or even more—before their true purpose and value can be revealed?

Could that Core Formation cultivator hiding in the shadows be secretly observing the cultivators in the hall, watching for anyone who recognizes the sheepskin?

Qin Sang was struck with a sudden chill, his hair standing on end as a strong sense of foreboding arose within him.

Fortunately, he was adept at masking his emotions, keeping his thoughts racing only within his mind without showing any outward signs!

As Qin Sang's thoughts churned, Gao Yi carefully lifted the sheepskin from the wooden box, raised his arm, and said in a solemn voice, "Fellow Daoists, please remain calm. Let us now allow the senior to reveal the full nature of this treasure."

A beam of golden light shot out from the darkness, striking the center of the sheepskin.

Strangely, the seemingly sharp golden beam disappeared the moment it touched the sheepskin, as if it had been swallowed whole. The sheepskin, however, remained unchanged.

Just as the crowd was puzzled, a faint, eerie white glow slowly spread from the center of the sheepskin.

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At first, the sheepskin appeared empty, but gradually, an image resembling a celestial gate emerged. In the middle of this celestial gate, ancient characters were etched in bold strokes—Ziwei Palace!

The words "Ziwei Palace" shone brightly, their brushstrokes powerful and dynamic, exuding an awe-inspiring aura. The radiance emanating from the characters was as sharp as sword qi, making it difficult for anyone to stare directly at them.

The intricate design on the sheepskin appeared almost lifelike, with auspicious clouds swirling around it.

The celestial gate stood majestically amidst layers of cloud seas, faintly visible, adorned with dragon and phoenix carvings, exuding an ancient and extraordinary charm.

Regrettably, the celestial gate was severely damaged, marred by countless cracks and missing pieces. The signs of deterioration were everywhere; even the dragon head carvings had crumbled halfway, diminishing the grandeur of the artwork.

It made one wonder whether the celestial gate would collapse at the slightest touch.

Ziwei Palace revealed itself!

Most of the cultivators in the hall—including several experts suspected to be in the late stage of Foundation Building—either looked bewildered or fell into deep contemplation.

However, the woman in red displayed a look of shock.

"Ziwei Palace!"

She gasped, covering her mouth in astonishment. "Is this sheepskin the legendary Ziwei Secret Talisman?"

Before her voice had fully faded, a hearty laugh echoed through the hall.

"Haha! I didn't expect that among you juniors, someone actually knows about the existence of the Ziwei Secret Talisman."

"Indeed, the Ziwei Secret Talisman is the key to entering Ziwei Palace."

"The Spirit Tide is approaching, and with it, the talisman has emerged once again. Once the Spirit Tide strikes, Ziwei Palace will open. Unless you have the protection of a Spiritual Infant grandmaster, only those holding the talisman will be eligible to enter."

"You juniors may not have sensed it yet, but the undercurrents in the Small Cold Domain are already surging. In the fight for the Ziwei Secret Talisman, conflicts are bound to break out. The competition will only grow fiercer in the days to come."