Luo Li, originally the youngest family head of an ancient clan in the 21st century and the most talented alchemist, died one day and transmigrated into the body of the good-for-nothing eldest young...
Chapter 556 Treasure Room
Six hours later——
Along the way, we didn't encounter any palaces, but instead some ruined houses and other places.
Until now, the team arrived in front of a tall gate made of black iron.
Luo Li looked at the gate, which was at least five or six meters long, and the corner of her lips twitched. "Bai Ze, is this the small treasure room you mentioned?"
"It's really small." Bai Ze scratched his head and explained, "Where is this? This is the remains of our Light God Clan! We, the Light God Clan, have roamed the continent for thousands of years. A small treasure room is more than enough for others to give."
Thinking of something, he added, "By the way, these ruins of the main city should be a plan that Biluo and the others had come up with before they died. But don't get your hopes up too much. After all, the true treasure of our clan, the laws of heaven and earth, will not allow it to be placed on this continent."
He coughed lightly and continued, "So the things in here are most likely natural treasures that were added later that are suitable for this continent. This is our tribe's great treasure room. When you go to the Gods, I will show you the way."
Xing Yi was helpless. This man seemed to be afraid that Luo Li would find this treasure room embarrassing. Luo Li had just arrived at the door and he had already started nagging.
Luo Li obviously noticed it too, and the corner of her lips twitched, "Don't worry, I know your family is big and powerful, and they won't look down on you."
Bai Ze felt relieved and lay back down, saying, "Just break it open by force."
Luo Li nodded, but she didn't intend to speak. After all, this was not something she should consider.
After arriving at this huge black iron stone gate, Ji Fusheng seemed excited, perhaps thinking that this place was the center of the ruins.
He asked others to explore the surroundings, while he and Li Sha stood in front of the door, looking up and thinking.
Apart from them, the descenders who had stayed in the Soul-Breaking Mountains did not have much interest and looked around symbolically.
Wen Xingyan felt complicated when he looked at the door. He looked at Luo Li with dark eyes, and seeing that she was as still as a mountain, he closed his eyes. It was all decided, so why should he worry? He would just wait and see.
Ji Fusheng and Li Sha stood in front of the black iron stone gate. Their figures were elongated in the reflection of the flames, forming a sharp contrast with the ancient and heavy stone gate.
Ji Fusheng's fingers gently stroked the cold door. Every touch seemed to stir up ripples deep in his heart, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
Li Sha's expression was slightly solemn. He came from the gods, so he could naturally tell where the relic originally belonged.
He looked up and saw the intricate totems carved on the door lintel faintly visible in the dim light, revealing an ancient and mysterious sense of power.
This is the clan emblem of the Light God Clan, which was extinct in ancient times.
How could it appear in this inferior continent?
All around, the wind came from nowhere and passed through the cracks in the surrounding stone walls, bringing a hint of coolness and the low hum of unknown creatures in the distance, making this space even more eerie.
People from the Continent of Gods were scattered near and far, some looking at their surroundings curiously, while others seemed bored, but the tension and anticipation in the air was hard to ignore.
Luo Li was in the corner, looking at them coldly without saying a word.
Finally, Ji Fusheng made the final decision, "There are no magic arrays or traps nearby, just break them open."
Li Sha frowned, somewhat disapprovingly, "No, this is not a place. You forced your way in. Do you think this is your home?"
Ji Fusheng said firmly, "There is no time. There is no possibility of any magic array or mechanism nearby. The only way to go is to force our way through."
As Ji Fusheng finished speaking, he moved his body, his true energy surged, his hands quickly formed seals, and a faint white light surrounded his body, as if to tear apart the silent space.
Li Sha gritted his teeth and clasped his hands together, ready to help Ji Fusheng.
The powers of the two God Kings intertwined, and the air began to hum. The others retreated slightly to make space for the two.
Luo Li's eyes became increasingly cold. She raised her hand slightly and lightly tapped her fingertips. A subtle silver light leaped out from her fingertips and silently wrapped around the edge of the magical skill that Ji Fusheng was about to release, trying to guide its power to be more precise and gentle, so as to reduce unnecessary damage.
Her actions did not attract the attention of others. Everyone's attention was attracted by the power that was about to explode from Ji Fusheng and Li Sha.
The black iron ore turned to dust, revealing what was behind it.
Xie Shiyuan stood beside Luo Li, crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows, "Mural?"
Wen Xingyan also frowned. "It should be the process of sacrifice at that time. Does this thing appear here? What is the meaning?"
Luo Li was also a little confused and asked Bai Ze via voice transmission, "Didn't you say this is the treasure room? What is this thing?"
Bai Ze was even more confused. "There's nothing like this in my treasure room..."
In the dim underground, the mural revealed its true appearance under the faint light of the flame. The colors were colorful and strange. The figures in the painting were either kneeling or standing, holding all kinds of strange instruments in their hands, surrounding a huge altar in the center.
Some ancient ritual seemed to be taking place on the altar. Flames and smoke intertwined, as if they could penetrate the barriers of time and space, bringing a hint of chill that did not belong to this world.
The patterns on the murals are extremely delicate, and every stroke contains ancient power and unsolved mysteries, which makes people stare at them with bated breath.
A flash of surprise flashed in Di Chen's eyes. He approached gently, his fingertips almost touching the cold stone wall. He sensed a certain aura, but suddenly withdrew, "Something's wrong."
Luo Li and Wen Xingyan looked at each other and saw the same confusion in each other's eyes.
Bai Ze's voice echoed in Luo Li's sea of consciousness, filled with helplessness and confusion. "This... is indeed the scene of our tribe's annual small-scale sacrifice, but it has nothing to do with our Bai Ze clan's treasure room. How could it appear here? It's really strange."
Xing Yi crossed his arms, "I don't know, but I feel like it was planned by Biluo and the others."
Just when everyone was puzzled, light suddenly burst out from the end of the mural, like a falling star, turning into thousands of streams of light, tearing the darkness into pieces.
In that light, ancient runes flowed, as if they were the most complex language between heaven and earth, silently telling the vicissitudes of time.
As the light spread, an ancient and majestic aura came over them, carrying with it oppression and majesty, causing everyone present to kneel down involuntarily. Even Di Chen and the others had to mobilize all their spiritual power to resist this sudden pressure.
In order not to stand out, Luo Li also squatted down silently.
A light mist filled the air, through which the outline of an ancient palace could be vaguely seen, with its carved beams and painted rafters. Although it had gone through endless years, it still shone with immortal brilliance.