Among the murals of the Daogu tribe, there are two or three depicting ancient tribes such as the ancient demon tribe, the ancient god tribe, and the ancient demon tribe.

They knelt before the Daogu clan and buried their faces in the ground.

The murals also feature script used by the Daogu people, along with explanations of the murals' meaning.

What does this mean?

Han Feng pointed to a passage of text.

Gu Ruyan's expression was not good: "Does that mean the Dao Ancient Clan is the only inheritor, and the other ancient clans are all slaves given to them by the ancient ancestors? As slaves, the ancient clans should serve the Dao Ancient Clan well."

"Now I can understand why you three ancient clans betrayed the Dao Ancient Clan. It seems that the Dao Ancient Clan has become extremely hostile towards you three ancient clans."

Han Feng said.

"After the Dao Ancient Clan was destroyed, the other ancient clans were the same. They all wanted to destroy other ancient clans to obtain their inheritance. If all the ancient clans cooperated, the entire ancient clan would not have become so weak."

Gu Ruyan sighed.

"Your idea is a bit naive. Is it possible that it is precisely because of the internal strife within your ancient clan that the other races in the Northern Region have spared your ancient clan?"

Han Feng said.

Gu Ruyan thought for a moment and nodded, saying, "What you said makes a lot of sense. If our ancient clan is united, the many alien races in the Northern Region will not let us go, fearing that we will become the next Dao Ancient Clan."

“You’re not very old, but you see things much more clearly than some people.”

"Fortunately, it's mainly because the seniors taught me well."

Han Feng and Gu Ruyan continued forward, and the murals on both sides of the passageway depicted the power of the Daogu Clan.

From the various murals, he could glean a message.

That is, the Daogu Clan is a violent race that has annihilated many other races.

Otherwise, the Daogu Clan would not have aroused public anger in the chaotic Northern Region.

Han Feng walked to the end of the passageway, where the walls on both sides were mostly blank, with no murals or carvings left.

It's not that the Daogu people didn't want to carve murals, but rather that they no longer had the opportunity to do so.

The Daogu tribe was unable to continue writing a more glorious history and disappeared into the long river of history.

After walking through the passageway, Han Feng entered a huge palace.

The palace was a hundred feet high and wide enough to hold tens of thousands of people. It was filled with all kinds of materials, pills, formations and so on.

The top-grade Dao Jade that Han Feng needed most was also casually thrown on the ground.

"Wow!"

Gu Ruyan's mouth dropped open: "This ancient clan is too rich! They're just throwing away these precious items like Dao materials, pills, and formations for free!"

“There’s nothing to be surprised about. You should have seen in the murals that the Dao Gu Clan is a ferocious and greedy race. They annihilate other alien races in order to obtain cultivation resources. This is a place of inheritance for the Dao Gu Clan, so naturally they would hide treasures here.”

Han Feng wasn't too surprised; he had already expected it.

"Too."

Gu Ruyan sighed, "What's the use of having so many cultivation resources? In the end, we can't use them and they all end up being given to others."

Han Feng ignored the girl's sentimentality, took out a storage bag, and collected all the Dao Jade.

He put all the other materials, pills, and formations into another storage bag.

The Daogu Clan had amassed a considerable amount of cultivation resources, filling five or six of his storage bags.

A grand hall filled with treasures was instantly left bare.

Gu Ruyan watched as Han Feng packed the treasures into the main hall, not daring to utter a single objection.

It's already very good that Han Feng didn't kill himself on the spot.

How could she dare to expect Han Feng to give her a treasure? To do so would be tantamount to courting death.

Han Feng led Gu Ruyan onward and entered another grand hall.

This main hall is also very large, no smaller than the previous one.

As soon as Gu Ruyan entered the grand hall, she couldn't help but tremble.

There are many statues of gods on both sides of the main hall. These gods all have golden eyes, pointed ears, demon horns, are hundreds of feet tall, and are covered in muscles.

The figures sculpted from the statues are from the Daogu tribe, their expressions ranging from anger and sorrow to joy and grief, all displaying a ferocious ferocity.

What made Gu Ruyan most uneasy was that these statues seemed to be alive, emanating an extremely terrifying aura.

"It's just a statue, what's there to be afraid of?"

Han Feng said calmly.

Gu Ruyan's face was pale as she glanced at the surrounding statues out of the corner of her eye: "These statues are dead, but I feel that they are exerting a bloodline suppression on me."

"It has a bloodline-suppressing effect on you."

Han Feng examined the statues in the main hall and immediately discovered the problem.

He absorbed the blood of the strongest ancient ancestor, and the Dao Ancient Clan could not suppress his bloodline.

Unlike him, Gu Ruyan was a member of the Ancient God Clan, whose bloodline was far lower than that of the Dao Ancient Clan.

Thus, Han Feng could not feel the bloodline suppression, but Gu Ruyan could clearly feel it.

If these inanimate objects can generate bloodline suppression, then there is only one possibility.

That means the statue contains the blood of the Dao Ancient Clan; otherwise, it would be difficult to generate bloodline suppression.

Han Feng had absolutely no interest in the bloodline of the Daogu Clan.

What Gu Ruyan considered an invaluable bloodline inheritance was worthless in Han Feng's eyes.

He absorbed the bloodline of the strongest ancient ancestor, but by absorbing the essence blood of another ancient clan, his own bloodline became impure.

“Now that you’ve come to my side, bloodline can no longer suppress you.”

Gu Ruyan came to Han Feng's side and was surprised to find that she could not feel the bloodline suppression.

She was once again incredibly surprised by Han Feng, and even more wary of this mysterious senior.

Gu Ruyan originally thought that Han Feng had absorbed the bloodline of the Dao Gu Clan outside and wanted to come to the Dao Gu Clan to absorb more of the ancient clan's bloodline to make his physical body stronger.

It wasn't just Gu Ruyan who had this idea; the ancient god clan's ancestor and several elders shared the same thought.

The truth may be beyond her imagination; Han Feng's acquired bloodline is likely even more powerful than that of ordinary Dao Ancient Clan members.

Han Feng led Gu Ruyan forward for a while, and the statues on both sides seemed to move, getting closer to the two of them.

Gu Ruyan's delicate body trembled violently, almost pressing against Han Feng, and she said in horror, "Senior, do you see that these statues are not right? They seem to be moving towards us."

"Don't be afraid. If they dare to make a move, I will destroy them all."

Han Feng continued forward with Gu Ruyan, expressionless, ignoring the approaching statues around them.

An ancient Daoist deity statue had arrived before Han Feng and his companion, its face filled with ferocity, like a monster that preyed on its prey.

He reached out his large hand to grab Han Feng, intending to crush him to death.

"senior!"

Gu Ruyan was so frightened by Han Feng that she collapsed to the ground.

If she weren't a girl who cares about her image, she might have been scared out of her wits and wet herself.

"I didn't want to damage these things; I just came to take my own belongings, but you forced me to."

Han Feng threw a punch, which slammed into the giant hand that the statue was reaching out to.