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第一千六百五十二章 最后的大殿

Lin Xuan and the others gazed at the grand pavilion before them. It was the largest structure in the entire Momentary Realm, towering about seventeen or eighteen zhang high. The building had three levels and covered a vast area, exuding an imposing presence.

After nearly half a day of searching, they finally managed to examine all the other structures. However, their findings were sparse at best. Apart from the initial few treasures they found, they only discovered a handful of magical artifacts in the remaining buildings. This left them both amazed and wary, suspecting that this secret main hall might be nothing more than an empty shell.

Perhaps someone had come before and taken away all the treasures.

But that was unlikely; if anyone had beaten them to it, the Heavenly罡 Pentagram Formation should have been broken by now...

Fortunately, there was one last building left.

It looked like the main pavilion. Perhaps all the treasures were concentrated here.

With this thought in mind, their faces lit up with eager anticipation.

They stopped about ten zhang away from the door and Lin Xuan raised his head to look at it. The door was incredibly tall, its surface marred by intricate patterns, with countless talisman inscriptions faintly visible.

Lin Xuan's eyebrows rose slightly as a strange glint appeared in his eyes. The other cultivators also grew solemn; they were not fools and could clearly see that powerful禁制 had been set up on this door!

But despite the ominous signs, everyone was more relieved than alarmed. This place seemed heavily guarded, and there was an 80% chance of valuable treasures being hidden here.

"Namaste, fellow daoists, can any of you identify the origin of this formation?"

Lin Xuan did not speak, but the others all looked hesitant. Cultivation arts were vast and deep, requiring immense time and effort to study. With their own cultivation already a challenge, they had no extra energy for such matters.

Seeing that none responded, Jin Hong, the Zen master, sighed: "Very well, let me give it a try."

Before his words could finish, he touched the back of his head, and an ancient-looking shield materialized. This old monk was quite clever; he sought no credit but only avoided blame.

Following this, he waved his sleeves, and the golden bowl appeared before him.

"Quickly!"

The old monk pointed a finger forward. The golden bowl flashed, emitting a lightning bolt about as thick as one's arm, which struck the door with force.

Surprisingly, there was no sound or visible reaction; the faint talisman inscriptions suddenly lit up, forming a red and blue protective barrier that absorbed the lightning effortlessly.

This result left everyone speechless. Thankfully, they had not triggered any counterattack like the Heavenly罡 Pentagram Formation.

Just then, a loud noise echoed through their ears.

The cultivators' expressions changed instantly. The sound was coming from inside the building. None of them were fools; they knew exactly what it meant.

"Bad news, there are other cultivators here, and someone has beaten us to it."

"It's impossible! The Heavenly罡 Pentagram Formation hasn't been broken yet—how did they get in?" Iblan's face was filled with disbelief.

"And the door is still intact. Could they have turned into flies and flown inside?" Lin Xuan's voice echoed, his expression equally shocked and angry.

Hearing this, the others also showed signs of doubt. It was indeed strange; could they have misheard? But before they could fully process their thoughts, the loud noise came again, more urgent than ever, like a thunderclap in clear skies.

This time, no one would claim to have heard wrongly—someone had entered the building ahead of them.

Amidst their shock and anger, they looked at each other. Such a situation was beyond anyone's expectations.

"Let's not wait any longer; break this禁制. Otherwise, all our efforts will be for naught."

Jin Yi's rough voice rang out. He did not want to spend his time for others' gain after all the effort he had put in. Finally reaching here, he expended so much energy only to find a few ancient treasures.

Before his words could finish, he threw a straight punch forward. Golden light flashed as nearby primordial qi coalesced into a massive iron fist, which pounded towards the door with force.

This punch was clearly more powerful than their previous test.

The talisman inscription flickered slightly but not noticeably. It would take countless punches to destroy it, but there were signs of progress.

Everyone's eyes lit up as they did not need Jin Yi's command and unleashed their treasures, raining down on the door’s protective barrier. Various colors of spiritual light flashed, enveloping the entire area.

Lin Xuan frowned and released a golden sword, joining in the assault on the barrier. The sword emitted a swirling light, with sword energy slicing through the air, appearing powerful to the naked eye. However, it barely made an impact when it hit the barrier, even repelling some of his companions' attacks. But no one noticed this at the moment.

At the same time, two Inner Profound Realm cultivators from the Holy City arrived on the island.

"Brother Yu, are you sure it's here?"

"At least 80% certain," said the balding old man proudly.

"80% certainty?"

"Yes. The primordial qi in this area still shows signs of chaos, and I can sense a few human cultivators' lifeforce. They should be around."

"But why didn't we detect anything? This island is not large enough to hide our divine senses," the Daoist elder was puzzled.

Even if they had used敛气术 or hidden their aura with other treasures, some trace would have remained.

"I don’t know; we need to search before making a decision." The balding old man closed his eyes and stepped down. After touching the ground, he closed his eyes and began to cast an unknown searching spell.

Soon, there were signs of something.

Opening his eyes again, he said: "Brother Yu, how about it?"

Excitement flashed in the Daoist elder's eyes.

"Under the lake."

The balding old man's words were brief. Without hesitation, he leaped into the water.

Seeing that they had indeed found their enemy, the Daoist elder was overjoyed and followed without a word.

"What is this..."

They reached the bottom of the lake where the Heavenly罡 Pentagram Formation had been broken. The sight before them was chaotic. The two old men were not alarmed but rather pleased, following the stone steps down.

The hall remained as it was. Seeing the stone door, Qiu's old man flicked his sleeve and a sword energy shot out, only to find no reaction from the door.

What was even more astonishing was that there was no trace of a sword mark; this was vastly different from how Lin Xuan and the others had broken through.

"What is this?"

Qiu's old man was surprised. He was at Inner Profound Realm and could easily move mountains with his strikes.

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