Chapter 840: The Wordless Fragment…
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In the silent palace, such a faint sound was quite noticeable.
The hand holding the spear on the Chongli statue was cracked, and a few specks of dust fell from it.
As if by some strange twist of fate, when Chen Huai'an reached out and his finger touched Chong Li's tightly gripped broken spear, he felt a faint warmth at his fingertip.
There seems to be something extra inside...
Chen Huai'an looked down and saw that the originally empty space was slowly condensing into a tattered scroll that was neither gold nor silver.
The scroll was entirely gray, with edges that looked as if it had been burned, giving it a sense of vicissitudes that had been soaked in the passage of time.
When Chen Huai'an opened it, he found large blank spaces on it.
Only a few blurry ancient seal characters faintly appear at the beginning of the scroll, like some kind of general outline or some kind of guide.
At the end of the scroll, there seems to be an extremely thin golden line pointing to the next place in the void—that is, the 6th floating peak.
His intuition told him that this was only part of the story.
To see the contents clearly, one would probably have to traverse all the floating peaks and collect the remaining fragments.
"Brother Chen, what is this?" Zhang Yibai curiously leaned closer, only to see a blank page. "A wordless book?"
"Perhaps." Chen Huai'an casually put the scroll away. "It looks like some kind of inheritance, but it's severely incomplete."
He could still make out the faint characters on the tattered scroll.
But Zhang Yibai couldn't see anything.
Thus, it can be seen that this underground palace is his destiny.
He should thank the two great immortals; without them, he really wouldn't know how to enter the Heavenly Refining Profound Array.
Just then, a series of chaotic and heavy footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.
"Damn it! Damn it all! How could the formations in this lower realm be so tricky?!"
"They're just two mechanical contraptions, yet they've made us look so disheveled..."
Amidst furious curses, Bi Yuewu and Tu Fuxing helped each other into the main hall.
At this moment, the two immortals no longer possessed any of their previous otherworldly charm.
Bi Yuewu's golden crown was nowhere to be found, his hair was disheveled, and his precious flowing cloud immortal robe was torn into strips, hanging on his body like a beggar; Tu Fuxing was in an even worse state, half of his face was swollen, one eye was black and blue, he walked with a limp, and there were still traces of golden lightning fire on his body.
Clearly, those two ferocious golden-armored gatekeepers had given them an extremely unforgettable "greeting gift."
What annoyed them even more was that after finally clearing the level, that damned bronze statue didn't spit out the alchemy furnace!
Forget about a miraculous healing medicine, they didn't even give us a dreg!
"Where are they? Where is the treasure?!"
As soon as Tu Fuxing entered the main hall, his intact eye began to slyly scan the surroundings, only to find an empty hall and a dilapidated statue. He was immediately enraged.
"You bunch of mortals! What happened to what's inside? Did you pocket it all?!"
He rushed forward, his aura as an immortal relentlessly crushing down on the crowd.
Gu Chang and Wang Shouyi turned pale and were forced to retreat repeatedly.
Chen Huai'an remained expressionless, took out the dusty, tattered scripture from his sleeve, and said calmly, "Reporting to the immortal, this place was just as empty when we entered. Only this statue was holding this scroll. I am too dull to see its mysteries. I wonder if it is the opportunity the immortal is looking for."
Bi Yuewu snatched the scroll, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.
This is the Heavenly Refining Mystic Array!
Anything that can be placed in the first main hall must be an absolutely earth-shattering treasure!
He couldn't wait to unfold the scroll, and even used his immortal energy to investigate.
However...
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
Bi Yuewu's brows furrowed more and more, and in the end he even shook the scrolls back and forth.
There was no spiritual fluctuation, no Daoist aura flowing, and even the material was the most ordinary mortal dry paper, without a single ghost talisman on it. It was just a roll of waste paper!
"What...what kind of junk is this?!"
Bi Yuewu was so angry that he was trembling. He, a dignified True Immortal from the Upper Realm, had been beaten half to death and barged in just to look at this roll of waste paper.
"How can this be? Let me see!"
Tu Fuxing also came over, staring wide-eyed for a long time, and finally looked blank: "Isn't this just a roll of toilet paper that's too hard to even wipe your butt?"
"It seems that this first floating peak is just a decoy."
Bi Yuewu snorted coldly. Although he still suspected that Chen Huai'an and the others were hiding something, the scripture did not react at all to him.
If he were to collect a roll of waste paper as if it were a treasure in front of so many mortals, his colleagues in Lingxiao Palace would probably laugh their heads off.
"Take it!"
Bi Yuewu tossed the scroll back to Chen Huai'an like trash, looking disgusted: "Only you people treasure such mundane things. What bad luck!"
Chen Huai'an steadily caught the scroll, put it into his pocket, and didn't say much, but the smile on his lips deepened a few more times.
"Let's go! To the seventh floating peak!"
Bi Yuewu stared at Chen Huai'an's back with a sinister look in his eyes, "Since there's nothing in the first one, the good stuff must be coming up later."
You lot, keep scouting ahead! Don't try anything funny, the Immortal is watching you from behind!
Although they said it was just waste paper, they still harbored a sliver of suspicion.
However, rather than risk getting into trouble ourselves, it's better to let these lucky mortals take the lead and pave the way.
If there really is a treasure, how could these few mortals possibly snatch it from them?
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