I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Returning once more to the roots of the World Tree.

The countdown on that door has only a few minutes left.

The third Bronze Conference is about to begin.

But before that, Han Zhan raised the question in his heart to the World Tree:

”I want to know how to enter other Fruit Worlds.”

So far, Han Zhan has contracted seven Ancient Divine Soldiers.

Among them, five have completed full fusion, leaving two.

According to the previous lighting status of the Fruit Worlds on the Bodhi Treasure Tree, there should be two new Fruit Worlds lit up.

But now, as the Bodhi Treasure Tree reverts to the World Tree, Han Zhan has lost the ability to freely travel to other Fruit Worlds.

Other than breaking through to the Realm of Transcendence, transforming into a god, and freely passing through the fruit barriers.

Is there another way to go?

This is what he wanted to figure out.

As Han Zhan’s question was asked, a silence fell over the roots of the World Tree.

No sound arose, no pages appeared, nothing at all.

Just as Han Zhan thought there would be no response, suddenly, a blank page floated in front of him.

Special words began to write on the page:

”The necessary condition to travel to other Fruit Worlds: Fusion of at least three authorities.”

”This is a constraint, and also a protection.”

Fusing three authorities?

Not becoming a god, but fusing three authorities?

After seeing the content on the page, Han Zhan keenly noticed the difference here.

Becoming a god requires the fusion of three authorities, but fusing three authorities does not necessarily make one a god.

So his guess was not wrong, given his uniqueness, even after fusing three authorities, he may not be able to break through to godhood.

”So, the previous method the Saints used to leave the Fruit Worlds was wrong.”

”Becoming a god to leave the Fruit Worlds is a forcible way to break through the barriers of the Fruit Worlds, not the correct way to leave.”

With the World Tree’s clarification, Han Zhan nodded.

The next second, the page with words burned from bottom to top, quickly turned to ashes and disappeared.

Before long, the countdown ended.

The previously tightly closed passage door was replaced by a continuously rotating white vortex.

Han Zhan took a deep breath.

He didn’t hesitate anymore, stepped forward, and entered this white passage.

This was not the first time Han Zhan entered the end of the River of Time.

Every time he entered, the scenery here remained unchanged.

Time seemed absolutely still here.

Bronze Long Table, ten high-backed chairs made of unknown materials, and those Creator Gods emitting golden divine brilliance, their figures blurred and unclear.

Including Han Zhan himself, he was the same now.

This time, he was no longer the first to arrive, as he regained consciousness, he found two had already taken their seats.

It was the ninth and tenth.

Han Zhan named them according to the order of the seats, which were just codenames.

The ninth and tenth Creator Gods sat in their seats without speaking, blending with the environment, maintaining absolute stillness.

Only behind them, the high-backed chairs crafted from special materials shone with countless starlights, transforming in shape, finally forming vivid outlines.

He wondered if it was an illusion.

When Han Zhan’s gaze fell on the back of the tenth Creator God’s chair, he found something unusual.

What should have been endless starlight above the high-backed chair was suddenly inlaid with a deep red gemstone.

A pigeon egg-sized deep red gemstone, emitting a faint red glow.

Such a light was barely noticeable amid the starlights of the chair’s cosmos.

But Han Zhan recalled the advice given during a divination by his second senior brother, Lin Jingxuan.

”You will find some wanted answers on this trip, but observe carefully, don’t miss the details...”

Don’t miss the details...

The change on the chair back, could it be a detail?

It must count.

Han Zhan was certain that the deep red gemstone on the chair back wasn’t there before.

If it were elsewhere, such a subtle change might not represent anything, but here at the end of the River of Time, where everything was absolutely still.

Thinking of this, Han Zhan subtly slowed his steps, focusing his attention on the tenth chair back.

The cosmic brilliance pattern on the chair back kept changing, and after a moment, it condense into a pattern.

It was that pattern that suddenly halted Han Zhan’s heartbeat.

The pattern was a desert!

An endless desert stretching for thousands of miles.

Han Zhan had seen this scene, appearing in his memory!

This is Yongsha Star!

Why would the pattern of Yongsha Star appear on the back of the tenth Creator God’s chair?!

Han Zhan forced himself to calm down and continued walking forward.

But this time, he chose to take a detour, intentionally passing behind the ninth Creator God.

As expected.

On the back of the ninth Creator God’s high-backed chair, another deep red gemstone was inlaid and the pattern on the chair solidified into the shape of a rose!

Pure Beauty Star!

If one was a coincidence, then the second absolutely couldn’t be!

Yongsha Star, Pure Beauty Star.

These are two Lands of the End, planets already completely destroyed.

Yet their patterns appeared on the backs of the ninth and tenth Creator God’s chairs.

Could this ”change” be the ”answer” he sought?

Han Zhan withdrew his gaze, sat in his seat, and his mind was still brainstorming.

If this change relates to the Land of the End, why wasn’t it during the second Bronze Conference... that’s it, during the second Bronze Conference, he was the first to arrive.

Because he was the first to arrive, the backs of the other chairs were not lit, so no anomalies were discovered.

Moreover, the second seat and the tenth seat were separated by quite a distance, and his attention was focused on translating the Ancient God language and playing cards at that time, overlooking this slight change.

So, it couldn’t be ruled out that this change might have already appeared during the second Bronze Conference!

”Pangu.”

At this moment, the ninth Creator God spoke.

”I smell the scent of Dawn on you.”

”Yes, and three of them, have you found their lair, also engaged in battle with them?”

The god paused at this point.

”Very good.”

”Those despicable thieves indeed deserve appropriate punishment!”

As the god said this, the blurred divine light around seemed to flicker.

It was evident that mentioning Dawn made the god quite agitated.

These Creator Gods sitting by the Bronze Long Table seemed to really dislike Dawn... As Han Zhan thought of this, he controlled his blurred divine light, speaking calmly and indifferently:

”Yes, I fought a battle with their number two, number six, and number nine.”