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Chapter 547 - 342: One Sentence Settles the Turmoil, Human Ancestor Arrives, Entering Douluo!

"This Taoist Palace seems to only be visible to the naked eye."

In the makeshift outpost research institute, researchers hustled back and forth,

Shen Baobao huddled in a corner, looking at the calculated results on the instruments, then turned to gaze at the distant crack on the ground outside.

Within the crack floated that mysterious Taoist Palace, inscribed with the words [Douluo Palace],

Outside the Taoist Palace, there stood a giant stone tablet, with just two words engraved on it.

[Taiqing].

Shen Baobao licked her lips, her gaze fell on the doors of the Taoist Palace, which opened and closed intermittently. At that moment, the doors swung open, inviting her to glimpse inside—

Only to see a massive furnace, with flames beneath that were eerie,

Not like fire, more like flowing liquid sunlight,

On either side of the furnace were two figures, fanning the fire.

No sooner had she tried to take a closer look, the doors closed once again.

A voice came from beside her:

"Every hour, the doors of the Taoist Palace open for three breaths."

Shen Baobao glanced sideways; it was the director of this temporary research institute, a significant figure responsible for this relic excavation,

It was said his rank was high and not under the jurisdiction of the research academy. He had come from a certain figure in the capital, arriving not long ago.

"Director." Shen Baobao quickly bowed her head.

"Hmm."

The elderly man nodded with a smile, suddenly said:

"The institute plans to organize an expedition team to explore the mysterious interior of the Taoist Palace... you’ll lead the team."

Shen Baobao: ???

"Huh? Me??"

The old man nodded with a smile:

"Yes, you. Prepare yourself. You will set off when the Taoist Palace doors open again in an hour."

"At that time, two Celestial Humans will accompany you inside."

Shen Baobao was dumbfounded and wanted to say something, but the old man raised his hand to stop her:

"Alright, go prepare."

The old man drifted away, leaving Shen Baobao utterly bewildered.

As she was lost in thought.

The old man returned to the top floor of the research institute, walked to the window, and gazed at the distant Taoist Palace,

Beside him, someone asked curiously:

"Old Zhang, why did you choose a young one? Are you sending her to her death?"

"This girl is not ordinary."

Old Zhang spoke calmly:

"I have insight into her fate, which should have been ordinary, confined within the Golden Province her whole life, yet she appears here now."

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man’s face showed a pondering look:

"Golden Province... could it be related to that High Heaven Association?"

"Most likely." Old Zhang responded succinctly.

The middle-aged man clicked his tongue in wonder but suddenly changed the topic:

"It seems there’s going to be turmoil in the Netherworld. As one of the ten renowned, as the Zhang family’s ancestor, aren’t you going to the Celestial Capital to have a look?"

"No."

Old Zhang shook his head and said:

"Others might not know, but you should know better."

He turned around and stared at the middle-aged man:

"Our Zhang family is very ethereal, very elusive, as if we shouldn’t exist. In cause and effect, there is effect without cause, as if we were forcibly created by someone."

"And the cause of our Zhang family’s existence, which seems to be still nurturing, is related to the Netherworld... if I go to the Netherworld, it might lead to the failure of the existence cause nurtured."

"The Zhang family might just disappear."

The middle-aged man listened quietly to the old man’s words and clicked his tongue:

"Don’t know whether to say you’re lucky or unlucky, having the fruit of existence first, and then nurturing the cause of existence... cause and effect reversed."

"This is a grand measure, suggesting there’s a Celestial Venerate or even a Daluo-level figure behind your Zhang family orchestrating things."

Old Zhang chuckled and did not respond, his gaze becoming more profound.

He gazed at Douluo Palace and spoke lightly:

"Our Zhang family has a celestial book passed down through generations, named [Taiyi Scripture], reportedly part of an ultimate scripture called [Primordial Scripture]."

Pausing,

Old Zhang lowered his eyelids:

"My understanding of the Taiyi Scripture, or rather the Taiyi Chapter, has reached the stage of [All Things are Void], and in this cause and effect, in celestial fate, I glimpsed."

The middle-aged man curiously asked:

"Glimpsed what?"

Old Zhang remained silent for a moment, then spoke softly:

"I glimpsed the [existence cause] that is still being nurtured, possibly the most ancient ancestor of our Zhang family."

"That is——the Original Human Ancestor."

The middle-aged man was initially stunned, then laughed and cursed:

"Human Ancestor? Isn’t everyone a descendant of the Human Race? What you’re saying..."

"No."

Old Zhang interrupted:

"There are many Human Ancestors, but the ancestor of our Zhang family is the [Original Human Ancestor]."

"In that still-nurturing existence cause, celestial fate tells us that the Original Human Ancestor has only this one lineage of descendants, us."

Pausing, he changed the topic:

"Of course, this matter is not fully established yet—because the existence cause is still being nurtured, because cause and effect were reversed."

"Thus, we Zhang family came first, and only after did we originate from the Original Human Ancestor."

The middle-aged man was somewhat puzzled:

"Old Zhang, what are you actually trying to say?"

Old Zhang suddenly raised his head, his gaze becoming intense, murmuring to himself:

"Celestial fate also reveals, here—right here."

"I can witness the original ancestor of our Zhang family’s source, that ancestor, that——Original Human Ancestor!"

The middle-aged man stood up, visibly changing his expression:

"Impossible!!"

Old Zhang exhaled and spoke solemnly:

"This is what I have seen through the Taiyi Chapter passed down from our ancestor, Taiyi Chapter, it is about cause and effect. How could it be wrong?"

"If there’s a mistake, it would be the heavens themselves, not me."

The middle-aged man’s expression changed multiple times, then he licked his lips:

"I’d like to see what your Zhang family’s ancestor, that Original Human Ancestor, looks like... interesting."

The two continued their conversation.

Meanwhile, below.

Shen Baobao returned to her room dejectedly, her heart filled with anxiety—exploring that Douluo Palace?

Isn’t that seeking death!

No way!

She took a deep breath, silently prayed to the True Man for help.

Seconds ticked by,

A vast illusory scene of the Eight Sceneries Palace appeared before her eyes.

Along with it came the voice of the True Man.

"Do not fear, just enter."

"A friend of the Celestial Venerate will descend a wisp of will into your Divine Realm. After entering Douluo Palace, they will appear."

Shen Baobao felt elated, subconsciously asked in her heart:

"A friend of the Great Celestial Venerate? Who, who is it?"

After a moment of silence.

The voice of the True Man echoed again:

"Human Ancestor."

"The Original Ancestor of the Human Race."

Shen Baobao felt dizzy, her heart suddenly began to pound, like a great drum thundering.

The Human Race, the First Ancestor!

Her mouth went dry.

The True Man’s voice echoed again:

"Now, you may open your Divine Realm and await the Human Ancestor’s arrival."

Shen Baobao’s scalp tingled, she silently obeyed, only to see her Divine Realm violently shaking.

An immensely vast, immensely magnificent, immeasurably broad will, akin to a majestic universe, descended with a roar.

Human Ancestor.

The Original Ancestor of the Human Race.

Visions burst forth, myriad harmonies intertwined, Shen Baobao breathed rapidly, silently observing the supreme existence that had arrived.

(To be continued tomorrow)