Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

Chapter 1759 Entrance: Blood for Blood!

After a gasp of surprise!

Cheng Buzheng slowly withdrew his gaze from the reliefs.

It was as if I had awakened from an ancient and silent dream.

Then!

He stood still again, his gaze sharp as lightning, and began to scrutinize the magnificent and mysterious hall once more.

The hall was empty and silent, with only bas-reliefs adorning the four walls.

In addition to reliefs, there are also reliefs.

Nothing else.

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng's brows furrowed even more, a hint of confusion and stubbornness flashing in his eyes.

"Impossible!" he muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the hall, amplifying the loneliness within.

"This grand hall is hidden so deeply and so concealed, how could it possibly be without a single treasure?"

His gaze suddenly sharpened.

"There must be a secret vault hidden here!"

In a flash, his gaze fell once again on the inner wall of the main hall—

The walls were dark, with a cold, metallic sheen.

I hadn't noticed it at first glance, but now that I look at it closely...

He then realized with a start that there was a distinct difference between the metal of the inner wall and the black boulder of the outer hall.

Although the colors are similar, the materials are different.

The former is made of spirit gold.

The latter, however, is some kind of simple, unadorned black stone.

This slight difference pierced his mind like a flash of lightning.

A strange unease quietly spread.

But he did not hesitate; his vast divine sense surged forth once more, crashing against the four walls like a tidal wave—

However, the next moment, the invincible divine sense was as if it had crashed into a wall in the sky, and was completely blocked by the dark metal!

The surge of divine thought rebounded, causing a slight ripple in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Indeed... the secrets of this palace are extraordinary."

Finding the hidden chamber within this grand hall won't be so easy!

His gaze was deep and thoughtful as he reached out and lightly touched the cold wall.

"But what kind of spiritual material is this jet-black metal?"

It can even block the infiltration of divine sense.

It should be understood that in the cultivation world, almost all precious materials, formations, and talismans rely on divine sense for perception and control.

Alchemy and fire control, weapon forging and shaping, array deduction, talisman drawing—

Which one is not based on divine thought?

It is precisely because divine thought is like eyes and hands that the arts of cultivating immortality have been able to flourish.

All of this is because cultivators possess divine sense for assistance.

Otherwise, how could a cultivator's eyesight, experience, and skills alone support a prosperous cultivation world?

But there are always exceptions in the world.

Of course, there are also some special spiritual beings that are born with the ability to block divine thoughts.

However, because divine sense cannot comprehend them, these special spiritual objects cannot be used for refining weapons or setting up formations... thus greatly reducing their value.

It can only be used as a building material for constructing secret vaults and for some other special purposes.

For example, the famous "Soul-Binding Stone" naturally isolates divine thoughts. Although it cannot be used to refine weapons or enter into formations, it is an excellent material for building secret vaults and sealing divine consciousness.

However, after reviewing his knowledge of similar special spiritual materials to the Soul-Binding Stone, he found that none of them matched the characteristics of the dark metal before him.

"Never mind!" he sighed softly.

"This dark metal in front of us is very likely a special spiritual object that has long been extinct."

after all.

The exact date of construction of this hall is probably impossible to ascertain.

Perhaps such spiritual gold still existed in the world when it was built, but after years of mining and the changing times, it eventually disappeared into the long river of time.

suddenly!

Cheng Buzheng's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself:

"Since divine sense cannot penetrate it, then my supernatural eye that can see through all illusions should be effective!"

【Luo Tian Divine Eye】—It can see the essence of all things and dispel all illusions.

It was with this supernatural power that he had previously discovered the formation hidden in the outer wall of this great hall.

Think of this.

Cheng Buzheng didn't hesitate any longer, following his train of thought...

A glimmer of golden light appeared in his eyes.

Endless golden runes intertwine and evolve...

The moment his gaze fell upon the dark metal wall, it was as if the stone had vanished into thin air.

The dark walls remained motionless, impenetrable to divine light.

however.

Cheng Buzheng was unwilling to give up. The golden light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter, the talismanic symbols faded, and his magical power surged.

But the metal remained indifferent, unmoved.

After a while,

The golden light in his eyes gradually faded.

"It seems that simply activating the [Divine Eye of Luo Tian] with magical power is no longer enough to see through it..." His thoughts raced.

"Unless... the precious source of the laws is used!"

By empowering one's supernatural abilities with the power of one's origin, it might be possible to force a breakthrough—

Under the laws of nature, all things are insignificant; how could ordinary spiritual materials possibly withstand them?

But the next moment, he shook his head and denied it.

"never mind!

Based on the speed of the Black Tiger Shark Clan expeditionary force, they should have some time left.

Perhaps, with a bit of luck, I'll stumble upon the secret vault hidden within this great hall during this time?

However, Cheng Buzheng also silently set a time limit for himself.

If there are still no clues within an hour...

It's not too late to use the source again.

Followed by.

Cheng Buzheng made a backhand move, and a ferocious spiked club appeared in his hand.

This staff is forged from spirit metal, heavier than a mountain, and possesses formidable power.

His gaze fell to his feet—

The floor, paved with dark metal, was perfectly sealed, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

after all!

This grand hall was cast from a single piece of spiritual material, which is immune to divine influence...

This means that neither formations nor talismans can be set up.

"If there truly is a secret vault hidden within this great hall,"

The entrance mechanism is most likely to be a mundane method…

Only in this way, without the use of formations or other methods from the cultivation world, can the entrance to the secret vault be perfectly hidden.

Once he made up his mind, Cheng Buzheng did not hesitate any longer, and the spiked club in his palm crashed down!

clang--!

The sound of metal clashing was deafening, and sparks flew everywhere.

However, the seemingly fragile metal floor remained completely undamaged despite withstanding the immense force of the impact.

Not even a trace of white mark was left.

Cheng Buzheng wielded his stick with incredible speed, leaving a trail of afterimages, and the sound of his blows was like thunder, echoing across every inch of the ground.

After a few breaths,

The afterimages that filled the hall vanished instantly, and the continuous metallic clanging stopped abruptly.

The magnificent hall fell silent once more.

Cheng Buzheng's gaze swept over the dark metal floor beneath his feet, a hint of doubt appearing in his eyes.

"According to the principles of ordinary mechanical arts, hiding the entrance on the ground is the optimal solution."

But now that I have tapped all the floorboards, the echoes clearly show nothing unusual.

Moreover, none of the floorboards can be moved...

“Since there’s nothing strange about the ground…” He looked up at the surrounding reliefs, and the most conspicuous one.

—Nine Dragons Relief

"Then the mechanism... should be on the wall." Could it be that the mechanism to open the secret vault is hidden in one of the reliefs?

Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng's eyes lit up.

The more I think about it, the more possible it becomes.

"Um!

This is highly likely.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng flashed and appeared in front of the relief on one side of the hall, his fair hand pressing on a raised part of the relief.

Apply force – remain still.

Even with added force, it remained as stable as a rock.

"Is it because we lack strength?"

The next moment, endless blood energy surged within Cheng Buzheng's body, and a pure physical power gathered at his fingertips.

Another push...

In an instant, the raised relief seemed to have reached its limit.

Moreover, Cheng Buzheng had a premonition:

If a little more force is applied, this relief will break.

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng knew he couldn't increase his force any further.

Otherwise, the relief will definitely be damaged.

After all, these reliefs are not useless decorations.

If it is damaged, who knows what chain reaction it might trigger?

That's why...

After Cheng Buzheng tested the limits of the relief's strength, his fair fingers landed on another raised point of the relief.

Fingers fell like rain, testing every protruding spot.

Then, Cheng Buzheng flashed and appeared directly in front of the Nine Dragons Relief, his fair fingers falling once more.

Time slipped by, and half an hour passed quietly.

In the blink of an eye.

More than half an hour has passed, and the one-hour deadline for Cheng Buzheng is fast approaching.

Just as Cheng Buzheng was about to give up and damage the very essence of the law...

At the same time, as his fingertips moved away from one protrusion and towards the next—

The movement suddenly stopped.

"wrong!

"That spot just now..." A thought flashed through his mind.

"It seems there's still room for them to withstand the strain?"

"This protrusion, so unique, could it be...?"

Think of this.

Without the slightest hesitation, Cheng Buzheng reached out and pressed on the protrusion again.

Power flows through the fingertips, gradually increasing—

Click.

A soft click of a mechanism rang out, sounding remarkably clear in the silent hall.

At the same time, a tiny crack slowly appeared in the nine-dragon relief in front of Cheng Buzheng, centered on the empty space in the center of the dragon's head.

As Cheng Buzheng pressed his fingers against the raised point, the pressure continued to increase...

The nine-dragon relief is also moving to both sides.

In the blink of an eye.

A golden light curtain emerged behind it, flowing and changing, its Daoist essence naturally formed.

Cheng Buzheng glanced at the relief above the golden light screen, and then looked at the golden light screen hanging down.

Until this moment...

Cheng Buzheng also realized just how lucky he was!

The reason for all this is that this palace lacks a treasure to anchor its grandeur.

Otherwise, even if one could sneak into this hall and know the location of the mechanisms, it would be difficult to move the reliefs even slightly.

Protected by a array of laws, but lacking the corresponding method to activate it, even a full-force attack...

Not a single ounce of force could land on the relief.

Although the process was somewhat complicated, there was no danger whatsoever, precisely because...

The core of the formation, which was merely a shell, had been firmly suppressed by the formation he had set up.

The core of this grand hall's formation...

That is, the relief above the golden light screen.

Having understood the cause and effect, Cheng Buzheng became even more cautious.

He glanced at the golden light screen in front of him, and a variety of thoughts raced through his mind.

"Logically speaking, now that we've reached this point, there shouldn't be any more danger!"

However, he was not a Golden Dragon Clan cultivator.

Therefore, we cannot be careless.

At the same time, a golden light appeared in Cheng Buzheng's eyes as he carefully examined the light barrier.

In an instant.

Strange array patterns appeared in his eyes.

"This array pattern should be interwoven and flowing, with the effects of detection, tracing origins, and identifying souls... It is extremely mysterious."

"This array pattern is likely composed of numerous detection and spiritual restrictions."

"A nearby array pattern traces back to its origin..."

"This array pattern has the effect of identifying souls..."

"···"

"That array pattern... is extremely mysterious!"

"This ability to detect fakes is extremely strong, and it must be made to look genuine."

Cheng Buzheng, standing before the golden light screen, observed for a while and came to a final conclusion.

Then!

A thought suddenly occurred to him...

A ray of light emanated from his body.

After one breath.

As the light faded, a young man with sharp horns on his head and dressed in a dragon-embroidered robe appeared in the same spot.

With a powerful aura and overwhelming bloodline pressure, he was none other than Ao Yuan, the eldest prince of the Golden Dragon Clan.

Cheng Buzheng looked him up and down, then thought to himself:

"good!

In terms of appearance, aura, and bloodline fluctuations, he was no different from Ao Yuan.

Deceiving this restriction shouldn't be a problem.

"Furthermore, as the eldest prince of the Golden Dragon Clan, Ao Yuan should have considerable authority..."

Second only to the Demon Lord of the Underworld Sea, he should be able to pass.

After confirming several times that there were no oversights, he finally took a step forward—

Step confidently into the golden light curtain.

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at the same time.

Deep within the True Dragon Sea, in a dark and gloomy underwater canyon, figures clad in golden armor were piloting spirit boats, moving silently like streaks of lightning.

The water flow was parted by the formation, and the boat left only a faint trail of spiritual light as it passed by, before being swallowed up by the endless darkness.

These were the Golden Dragon Guards who had fled in panic.

Despite their defeat, they remained composed and maintained the strict discipline of the Jiaolong clan. Each flying boat sped towards their clan's territory like an arrow released from a bow.

Inside the central airship, however, the atmosphere was unusually heavy.

The ship's cabin was spacious, and the inlaid pearls emitted a cold, serene glow, reflecting several figures with profound auras—

They were all powerful elders of the Golden Dragon Clan, each with profound cultivation.

At this moment, an elderly man with gray hair and golden lines in his eyes slowly spoke, his voice deep and resonant like the sea:

"Has the clan been notified?"

A stern-faced cultivator in purple robes beside him replied, "The message has been sent back to the clan. We await our return..."

That way, we can see His Highness off on his final journey.

After he finished speaking, the cabin fell silent.

Each of the half-Buddhas had a deep, unyielding sorrow shrouded in their faces.

Another old man with a red beard suddenly slammed his fist on the table, his voice hoarse:

"In the past, I had some reservations about Prince Ao Yuan, finding him too arrogant and indecisive... but today..."

He paused, his eyes flashing with golden light, filled with pain:

"Today, His Highness has given his last drop of true blood for us!"

"Given the strength he displayed at the end... if he really wanted to leave, that brat wouldn't be able to stop His Highness at all!"

Another woman, a semi-elder, spoke softly, her fingertips trembling slightly, her voice filled with lingering guilt:

"It is because we are useless... that Your Highness had to risk your life to protect us so that we could escape in such a panic."

I am ashamed before Your Highness.

I have no face to face the entrustment of the Ancestor of the Underworld Sea!

“Ao Yuan’s talent is rare in ten thousand years… If he does not die, reaching the Nascent Soul realm will not be an unrealistic dream.”

The white-haired half-venerable who spoke first closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

"What a pity...what a pity..."

Upon hearing this, the other person suddenly looked up, a resolute glint in their eyes:

"Once I return to my clan, I will immediately enter seclusion."

"I will not leave the mansion until I break through to the final step!"

"If Heaven takes pity on me... and allows me to enter the Nascent Soul stage..." His voice suddenly turned cold, filled with killing intent.

"His Highness must be appeased with the blood of the entire Black Spirit Tiger Shark clan!"

"A blood debt must be repaid in blood!"

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...(End of this chapter)