Free Web NovelChapter 412: Chapter 395: What Does That Mean?
Without the Mountain-Bashing Beast’s Evil-breaking Ability, they wouldn’t even be able to get past the Dragon Pattern Array on the stone gate.
Everyone’s gazes turned to Lin Jinghao and Ling Fei. Ling Fei shook her head slightly, "The Peacock Ming King Statue has nothing to do with power."
Everyone naturally looked toward Lin Jinghao. Lin Jinghao shrugged helplessly. "Sigh, I have to ruin my brilliant image again. You can watch, but don’t tell anyone."
The crowd looked on, baffled. Lin Jinghao folded his fan and walked towards the massive stone gate.
"Lin Jinghao’s Nine Luminaries Cyan Dragon Holy Statue possesses immense power. Watch closely."
Ling Fei said to Wang Meng, who was beside her.
Ling Fei and Mingren had clearly formed a protective circle around Wang Meng. ’Mingren is one thing; he’s on my side, after all. But while I have some friendly history with Ling Fei, it’s not to this extent.’
Just then, a pillar of light rose from behind Lin Jinghao, forming a coiled Cyan Dragon. It was majestic and domineering. When the Nine Luminaries Cyan Dragon appeared, all under heaven would bow in submission.
In that moment, Lin Jinghao’s usual frivolous demeanor vanished. He was the Young Master of the No Illusion Demon Sect, Lin Jinghao of the Nine Luminaries Cyan Dragon Body!
Lin Jinghao placed his hands on the stone gate. Instantly, scales like those of a dragon appeared on them. There was no thunderous roar, just a CREAK... and the massive stone gate opened!
RUMBLE...
The stone gate was pushed open a crack, but Lin Jinghao held it in place. "Go! I’ll hold it!"
"Everyone, hurry inside! The gate will close the moment he lets go!"
Ling Fei said, pulling Wang Meng along as she rushed in first. Bu Qingyun and Yi Fan exchanged a glance and also dashed inside.
Hua Jianyu and Ji Rushan were the last to enter. Once everyone was through, Lin Jinghao let out a low growl, flexed his arms, and shot forward, slipping inside in the nick of time.
BOOM...
Propelled by the Dragon Pattern Array, the stone gate slammed shut. If anyone had been caught in the gap, they would have been crushed to a pulp, no matter how strong their body.
Upon entering the stone gate, everyone’s eyes lit up. They had expected to see a crude and primitive, massive Dragon Tomb, but what greeted them was a bright and magnificent palace.
White jade pillars supported the grand hall, topped with dragon carvings. Two ancient words of the Dragon Race hung high above the hall, shimmering with light: Dragon Tomb.
Everyone couldn’t help but feel overjoyed. ’The opportunity has finally arrived! As long as we step inside, we can unearth the treasures of the Dragon Tomb.’
The thought of a Giant Dragon filled everyone with anticipation.
Chen Zhuhua, Hua Jianyu, and the others couldn’t wait and had already taken a step forward, but Lin Jinghao, Ling Fei, and Bu Qingyun remained motionless.
Although Chen Zhuhua didn’t know what the group behind him was planning, he believed in striking first. ’Whoever enters the Dragon Tomb first will definitely get the treasure!’
Watching Chen Zhuhua and Meii Youqing sprint ahead at full speed, Hua Jianyu and Ji Rushan actually slowed down slightly.
Although the allure of treasure was powerful, the two of them still noticed something was off with Lin Jinghao’s group. Even if the Young Master of the No Illusion Demon Sect was calm, and Ling Fei could remain composed, that didn’t mean Bu Qingyun and Yi Fan would be as well.
’Something is wrong.’
Chen Zhuhua and Meii Youqing charged into the main hall, only to be blasted out by a flash of golden light. Despite their Minor Perfection cultivation, the two were sent tumbling and scrambling back, completely humiliated.
Hua Jianyu and Ji Rushan hastily stopped and looked at the others.
Chen Zhuhua and Meii Youqing scrambled to their feet, looking extremely disheveled. It seemed they were even slightly injured.
Normally, Chen Zhuhua would have exploded in rage, but here in the Dragon Tomb, the impact had also sobered him up.
Lin Jinghao smiled faintly. "To enter the Dragon Tomb, one must possess the aura of the Dragon Race or be a warrior of corresponding strength."
Chen Zhuhua sneered, "So, you’re saying only you, with your Nine Luminaries Cyan Dragon Holy Statue, can enter?"
Lin Jinghao smiled. "I never said that."
Bu Qingyun and Yi Fan exchanged a smile. "Senior Brother, let me try," Yi Fan said.
Bu Qingyun shook his head slightly. "No, I’ll do it."
The people from the Cyan Cloud Sect seemed to know something. Bu Qingyun walked forward and slowly extended his hand toward the golden curtain of light. But with a POP, he snatched his hand back. Blood trickled from his finger. Bu Qingyun licked it off and shook his head in resignation.
"It seems it’s no good. I should just head back."
Bu Qingyun said.
Ji Rushan, who was standing to the side, clearly couldn’t hold back any longer. "Brother Bu, we’ve come this far. Why not share any information you have?"
Bu Qingyun glanced at Ji Rushan. The Young Master of the Cyan Cloud Sect didn’t keep them in suspense. "The Dragon Tomb does indeed hold endless treasures. Even among all the Small Thousand Realms, the Dragon Tomb would rank in the top ten. Unfortunately, not even Great Perfection masters can do anything about it, so what hope do we have?"
"But isn’t it said that the Dragon Slayers in the Dragon Tomb are even more vicious toward Great Perfection masters?"
Ji Rushan asked, stunned.
"Heh, that’s right. But even for a Minor Perfection cultivator at the perfect level, trying to get any benefit from the Dragon Tomb is a near-death experience—or rather, a certain-death one. Isn’t that right, Brother Lin?"
Bu Qingyun said with a laugh.
"It’s not really a secret; all the Ten Great Sects know about it. We actually came here for the Dragon Souls."
Lin Jinghao pointed at the Dragon Soul Gate. "This gate doesn’t lead to the Dragon Tomb, but to a place that stores Dragon Souls. The Dragon Qi here is a supreme treasure for cultivation. Heh, the void on either side is the real Dragon Tomb. You can enter it just by passing through, but according to the history of my No Illusion Demon Sect, only three Cultivators have ever come out alive. Their advice was not to go looking for death unless you have no other choice."
A chill went down everyone’s spines. This was information exclusive to the Ten Great Sects.
Bu Qingyun nodded in agreement. "Two Cultivators from our Cyan Cloud Sect have also come out. Unfortunately, the one who entered the Dragon Tomb came out alive, but his cultivation had drastically fallen. As for the one who obtained a Dragon Soul..."
"Could that be the Boundless Dragon Venerable, one of the three greatest Sect Leaders in the Cyan Cloud Sect’s history?"
Hua Jianyu said.
Yi Fan nodded slightly. "Unfortunately, not just anyone can enter this Dragon Soul Gate. To have come all this way for nothing... what a pity."
A smile appeared on Bu Qingyun’s face. "Junior Brother, seeing so many experts along the way has made this trip worthwhile. Besides, we haven’t reached the point where we need to risk the Dragon Tomb."
"So you’re saying only Lin Jinghao, Ling Fei, and Mingren can go in!"
"Yes, but that’s a few too many people. After all, the Giant Dragons that came here were all on the verge of death. Their residual souls only accumulate so much every century. It’s more than enough for one person, but three is stretching it."
Bu Qingyun said.
With that one statement, he pitted the three Holy Statue owners against each other, a classic case of "killing three warriors with two peaches."
Without a doubt, obtaining the Power of Dragon Soul would lead to a massive leap in one’s cultivation. Such an opportunity was rare.
"Wang Meng, give it a try," Mingren said.
The others looked at Wang Meng. Chen Zhuhua’s expression was disdainful, and a haughty smirk touched the corner of Meii Youqing’s mouth. They didn’t know how this kid could make the floating stones obey him, but his fundamental weakness was plain to see.
Wang Meng didn’t hesitate. He strode toward the Dragon Soul Gate. He had no choice; whether he could make it or not, he had to try.
If he couldn’t enter the Dragon Soul Gate, then he would brave the Dragon Tomb.
Chen Zhuhua and the others didn’t try to stop him. In their eyes, trash like Wang Meng had no hope anyway. But before anyone could react, Wang Meng’s figure vanished into the Dragon Soul Gate.
Mingren turned around and stood before the gate. "Sorry everyone, but just as Brother Bu said, it’s just right for one person. It’s no fun if it gets too crowded."
Everyone stared at Mingren, dumbfounded. ’What does he mean by that?’
