Everyone secretly felt that something was amiss, fearing Lin Yifan might reap the benefits and stumble upon a peerless treasure, which would be a great loss for them.

At this moment, they harbored an evil thought: to kidnap Lin Yifan's teammates and coerce him into handing over the treasure.

However, due to their current physical weakness, they had to bide their time and rest for a while.

While waiting anxiously for Lin Yifan to emerge, An Qi and the four others were unaware that they had become targets for others.

They assumed the disciples of various sects would show respect to the Medicinal Saint Valley, or at least to the two Divine Transformation Fifth Realm Peak cultivators among them. Little did they know, in the face of profit, nothing else matters.

Meanwhile, Lin Yifan, who had dashed into the heart of the Moon Worship Sect, began his search for treasures.

As he rummaged through, he suddenly heard a sound like "zha, zha, zha."

Curious about what was making this noise, he picked up a flashlight and walked in the direction of the sound.

After turning a few corners, he arrived at the source of the sound; when he shone the flashlight into the room, he discovered a nest of little flying geckos.

At this moment, the little flying geckos were opening their mouths, crying for food. Some had their eyes open, while others had not, looking extremely adorable.

The occurrence, Lin Yifan thought, might have been because the noise he made while searching had been too loud, causing these little creatures to believe their parents had returned with food.

The entire room was filled with nests of various sizes; some had eggs, some had fledglings, and some only had eggshells. The sheer number was astounding.

Lin Yifan was very curious about how the small Moon Worship Sect could support these spirit beasts for tens of thousands of years of continuous growth and reproduction. Could they be enemies? Do they grow by eating each other?

At this thought, Lin Yifan felt a shiver run down his spine, deeply afraid.

He hoped this guess was wrong; otherwise, it would completely shatter his world view.

He had entered deep into the Moon Worship Sect to find treasures, so after a quick glance, Lin Yifan slipped away.

He continued searching among the various palaces for treasures, but despite searching high and low, he found nothing, as if the Moon Worship Sect had been completely looted before its demise.

"Damn! Could it be that there's nothing left?"

Though an unpleasant notion, Lin Yifan remained convinced that if he continued searching, he might have some success.

After several turns, he arrived at the largest palace of the Moon Worship Sect—the Holy King Palace.

The Holy King Palace resembled an ancient imperial conference hall, where all events and meetings would be held.

This was the gathering place for the top powerhouses of the Moon Worship Sect; perhaps there would be a peerless treasure. Thus, with high expectations, Lin Yifan pushed open the large gate and stepped in.

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled the weight of history—a solemn and majestic feeling.

Uncertain of what demons or ghosts might be inside, Lin Yifan treaded extremely cautiously with every step.

The flashlight continuously illuminated the Holy King Palace, one dark corner after another. However, besides seeing emptiness, there were only some black, circular pillars carved with various fierce spirit beasts.

Additionally, he could see some curtains, but these curtains were hung high and weren't of premium quality; therefore, they could be ignored.

The scenes on both sides of the hall were like this, and further out were the windows.

After several confirmations, Lin Yifan finally determined that there were no spirit beasts inside the Holy King Palace, allowing him to relax his guard slightly.

With nothing significant left to see on either side of the hall, Lin Yifan focused his attention on the high platform at the front.

That was where the Moon Worship Sect Hierarch hosted affairs; there should be a valuable chair there.

In ancient times, the emperor's throne was made of gold. Surely, the sect hierarch's throne would be made of material more high-end than gold?

As expected, when the light shone in that direction, a black chair that could even reflect light appeared before him.

An expert would immediately recognize what this black chair was made of. Lin Yifan, having memorized the names and appearances of various rare ores, was just such an expert.

Soon, he recognized what rare ore the chair was made from: the once-in-a-century Black Goldstone.

The Black Goldstone is extremely durable and can be used to craft all kinds of top-grade weapons; at the same time, it's exceptionally pure, with almost no impurities—a symbol of nobility. It can be used for ornaments or furnishings.

This Black Gold Chair was an invaluable treasure; Lin Yifan couldn't believe it survived the chaos back in the day, truly unbelievable.

"Finally, I've found a treasure!"

Lin Yifan opened his heart, dispelling his frustration, and was extremely excited.

After all, he had been searching for several hours! If he hadn't found anything soon, he'd indeed have wanted to leave.

Without further delay, he immediately went over to collect the Black Gold Dragon-Patterned Chair.

However, when he attempted to move the Black Gold Chair, he found it wouldn't budge.

Powerless, he released a burst of energy, striking it to see what reaction it might provoke.

The powerful force hit the Black Gold Chair, suddenly revealing the prohibition array hidden on the chair's surface.

Staring at the dense, interlocking formation patterns, Lin Yifan felt a chill run down his spine.

The denser the formation patterns, the higher the level of the array; he truly feared he couldn't unravel it.

Now, he finally understood why this extremely valuable Black Gold Chair survived back then; there was a reason after all.

"Alas! All for nothing!"

Lin Yifan sighed in his heart.

On the other hand, why use such a high-level prohibition array to protect a chair? Even though the material is precious, it shouldn't warrant this.

Lin Yifan felt something must be amiss, perhaps something was beneath the Black Gold Chair.

"Could it be the Yellow Immortal Ring?"

At this thought, Lin Yifan was shocked, and quickly restrained his excitement, seriously working to unravel the prohibition array on the Black Gold Chair.

As time ticked away, he exhausted his brain but still found no solution.

This prohibition array wasn't recorded in the memory gifts from Qingxu Immortal or Beixuan Immortal, and belonged to the abnormal level, so he had to rely on his own efforts to unravel it.

However, this would require significant time expenditure.

The gates of the Moon Worship Sect would close after a day, leaving him with little time, making him feel the impulse to give up.

Yet, unwilling to leave the mystery of the chair unresolved, he calmed his mind, concentrating on studying and pondering a solution to crack the formation.

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