I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 713 - 530: It’s Actually [Heavenly Court Myth]!_2

"Seems like... nothing comes to mind."

"Everyone, hurry and explore. Let's uncover the mysteries of this place."

The group scattered in confusion, scanning the enormous palace with curiosity.

Although the space was vast, the rooms inside were empty. Many of the functions appeared to be damaged.

"Wait! I seem unable to lie..."

"Really? Try it."

"I am a big idi—" The Old Snake Man started cursing himself but was immediately silenced. The gigantic round apparatus on the table emitted a terrifying pressure, making him shiver and clamp his mouth shut.

A red light appeared on the Old Snake Man, marking him as a liar.

"Heh heh heh, seems like I'm not an idiot after all." The Old Snake Man grinned widely. "Lying here gets you caught."

Yet, the other five Strangers cast strange looks at him.

"I always thought you were stupid, and now you're testing the mechanism by insulting yourself." The Batman sneered, "After your display just now, I think you're even dumber."

The round apparatus didn't sound any alarms.

The Old Snake Man was instantly enraged; this meant the other party genuinely believed he was dumb.

His scales bristled as he launched a counterattack: "You damned bat! Hiding here all these years, your wives must've cuckolded you! Calling me stupid? Look at yourself, you green-hatted turtle."

The words were venomous.

The Hong Fu tribe, who practiced polygamy, took the concept of "greenness" (infidelity) very seriously.

The Batman, seeing that the round apparatus still didn't react, felt as if his greatest wound had been laid bare!

"You damn Rattlesnake! How did the Epoch Disaster not take you away?!"

"If you're still alive, how could I possibly die?"

The two parties erupted into a fiery exchange of insults, and with the truth-enforcing mechanism in place, every harsh word was laced with real pain.

This place, which should have been steeped in glory and solemnity, resounded instead with a flurry of insults.

The other four Strangers' faces contorted in both embarrassment and exasperation; they, too, felt humiliated.

"What a disgrace!"

"Ignore them."

They quickly figured out the mechanism behind the lie detector—a system based on subconsciousness and memories. While it had some flaws, it was mostly functional.

"One can only speak the truth here, so most conveyed information should be accurate... While not perfectly reliable, it fosters mutual trust."

"Crystal brother, have you remembered anything? What exactly is this?"

"I'm searching... Give me a moment."

The three Crystal Men bore intricate engravings throughout their bodies.

These naturally occurring engravings functioned like disks, storing strange and ancient histories. Furthermore, each Crystal Man's "memory patterns" were unique, making the information a private code only they could decipher.

This ability was an immensely powerful racial talent.

Suddenly, one of the Crystal Men's expressions shifted: "It looks somewhat like..."

Another Crystal Man interrupted in shock: "It's actually [Heavenly Court Myth]!"

The empty hall echoed endlessly with those four words.

Even the two who were slinging insults stopped, tilting their heads to listen.

"This is an ancient Mythical Equipment... He actually owns two Mythicals! No wonder they said this is the final hidden reserve!" The largest Crystal Man trembled ever so slightly.

A civilization possessing two Mythicals—what did that imply?

And this was only a Third-level Civilization...

Even if the [Heavenly Court Myth] was scavenged, it was still mind-blowing.

Why wasn't I the one to stumble upon this treasure but instead you, Lu Yuan?

This was astronomical Qi Fortune!

"No, you're oversimplifying it. This object has already fallen from its peak state and is no longer Mythical-level." The Strange Armored Man, who was also a Craftsman Master, found subtle cracks on the walls. He ran his coarse hands lightly over them.

Even though these fissures had been disguised, he uncovered them with ease.

"Lu Yuan once tried to repair these flaws, but he hasn't unraveled their mysteries. He could only patch them up superficially."

"Thus, this item is currently only Immortal-level. Trying to elevate it back to Mythical-level would be immensely difficult!"

"I see... During those ancient wars, how could such an artifact have survived intact? No wonder; it's just a remnant."

While the group came to this sudden realization, they felt a twinge of frustration. Right now, they were rooting for Lu Yuan to be as strong as possible.

They'd have been happiest if he had a hundred Mythicals.

Still, this relic was already stunning enough.

[Heavenly Court Myth] predated their entire epoch, far more ancient than even the [Deceit Epoch].

Only the Crystal Concrete Clan retained faint traces of related information.

The Big Crystal Man spoke in a deep voice: "It should be relatively safe to talk here, so I'll say it directly."

"Legend has it that in ancient times, a great Ability user created the [Heavenly Court Myth], aiming to achieve the unparalleled miracle of bridging heavenly distances."

"Wherever [Heavenly Court] reached, it became a sanctuary. Wherever it waged war, Demons scattered."

"All forces could be centralized and mobilized for coordinated efforts, rendering Epoch Disasters insignificant."

"Even the [Myth of Demons] was overshadowed by the radiance of the Heavenly Court Myth at that time and was not considered the strongest myth."

The group couldn't help but feel deeply captivated.

[Myth of Demons], as one of the Four Great Calamities, was already extraordinary. Yet within the same epoch, an even greater [Heavenly Court Myth] existed—truly a remarkable marvel!

The Crystal Man continued: "Unfortunately, this was ultimately a naïve wish. Alliances between civilizations were inherently fragile, like loose sand."

"What strength could sand possibly have? When the Heavenly Court fell, the Epoch perished along with it." He shook his head, his tone heavy with regret.

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"No more information?"

"Nothing. You think history like this grows on trees?"

Since there was nothing else to uncover, the two old-timers who had been insulting each other resumed their heated exchange with even greater fervor.

Every word carried the sting of truth, making the insults crueler than usual, and somehow more enthralling.

The Big Crystal Man shook his head in exasperation and began examining the surroundings again.

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(PS: Your humble donkey of an author caught the flu, has a fever of 39°C, and couldn't write a single new word today. Updates will be slower in the coming days, relying on stockpiled drafts. That's all for today's plot.)

(Hoping for a speedy recovery.)

(Wishing all readers good health—health is the greatest treasure.)