The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 151: The Treasure Room
Mo Lian swam slowly closer to the palace which had a building like the place of a God in Greek Mythology without loosening his guard, even he also always increased his awareness to observe a little movement around, and added protective resistance.
Being a dozen miles below sea level is very high risk, he does not know what will happen in the future, and to leave this place is also quite troublesome.
After arriving in front of the palace, Mo Lian set her foot back on the surface of the sand. He looked up carefully at the statues that were in front of him, finding out whether there were hidden treasures or dangers in them.
"There is nothing dangerous about these statues ..." Mo Lian lowered her head back. Then he looked around to see the surrounding situation. "But, the uncomfortable feeling I felt when I just entered the Bermuda Triangle did not disappear ..."
Mo Lian frowned by biting her lips for a moment, revealing anxious feelings towards the surroundings. "Hopefully nothing happened ..."
Mo Lian prepared herself, then walked up the stone stairs that were several meters in front of her. When he had just set foot on the stairs, he felt someone staring at him. He quickly looked up, and suddenly the feeling disappeared.
It seemed, the four statues I observed earlier could move. They'll move if I don't look at them, which means I can only attack when they're behind me.
Mo Lian lowered her head slowly as she stepped up, and at that very moment what she felt turned out to be true. He felt someone staring back at him, and this time with the sound of rock tremors.
Mo Lian sped up her footsteps with her head bowed, which made the four statues increasingly turn to look at her with murderous intent. But the statues did not make any other movements, or it could be said that it was not yet the time.
Until just a few meters left before he entered the palace, the statues began to show interest in Mo Lian. The interest here was not just observing, but rather starting to take up arms in each other's hands, and prepare for an attack.
Mo Lian raised the corner of her lips as she felt a scraping sound, which signified that the statues were starting to jump out of place. The movement of the statue was quite fast, yet not fast enough to make it attack now.
He waited as the statues were only a dozen inches from him, so that they could not return to the small pillars on which they had stood before.
By the time the statues had already entered within a thoughtful distance, Mo Lian released her spiritual energy making an attack using the water that was all around. Spiritual energy fluctuated rapidly behind him, creating an extremely swift and sharp whirlpool.
The whirlpool sucked the four statues right behind it, and rolled them up in a vortex that grew increasingly sharper like a sword incision.
Booms!
A huge explosion occurred right above his head as the four statues shattered, creating a fire that burned for a moment, then turned into air bubbles that spread, and disappeared slowly.
Mo Lian turned around when she heard a simple falling object, a pearl the size of a light blue thumb, the pearl was from the four statues that were about to attack her earlier.
"After the four statues were destroyed, some of these uncomfortable feelings had already disappeared. But when I looked inside the palace, I felt that inside there was something quite dangerous, but not from a living being." Mo Lian crouched down to pick up the four pearls that were on the floor, then turned back to look inside the palace.
Mo Lian stood up from a crouching position, and walked into the door of the palace without cover, with the pillars on the left and right.
The aura he felt changed instantly as he entered, the aura within the palace becoming heavier with faintly visible black aura scattered in the waters. The aura came out from the sidelines of the floor that was around him.
Inside here are tables made of stone, tables that are used to put artwork such as urns or statue heads, but nothing is on it, it's like saying that this place has been explored.
"There are no precious objects here, I only found four pearls containing pure energy from the guardian statue outside."
Mo Lian looked down at the black aura coming out from between the tiles. "This "black aura contained a killing intent. From looking at it alone, without having to spread awareness, I suspect in there a murder that takes a lot of victims."
Mo Lian again walked straight ahead, following the hallways of the room that were inside the palace while looking for a place to head to the bottom of the room. It could have destroyed the tiles underneath, but it could have changed the order inside the palace, allowing disaster to occur.
The disaster itself is diverse, such as the rise of a monster, or the change of the Bermuda Triangle that could be more widespread.
The wooden door has a dark brown color, like teak wood, but it also looks not.
Mo Lian raised her hand touching the door with her palm, she felt that there would be something dangerous if she opened this door forcefully.
"So, the treasure-melting mechanism. Whoever opens this door by force, whatever is inside it will disappear, except killing aura or dangerous thing." Mo Lian opened her eyes slowly, her face flat with no expression.
Still with his hands touching the wooden door, he slowly drained his spiritual energy, according to the amount that the wooden door could bear. Slowly, it faintly began to see a strange blue pattern, which corresponded to the color of its energy.
Mo Lian continued to flow her spiritual energy on the wooden door, until the strange color patterns filled with triangular and circular images were clearly visible. He poured his spiritual energy into both of his eyeballs, figuring out the weak spots in the pattern.
Mo Lian observed the thousands of patterns that were on the surface of the door for a few seconds, then focused the spiritual energy on the hundreds of weak points of those thousands of patterns. As he added a flow of spiritual energy at the meeting between three circles, as well as two triangles, as well as others.
In just a minute, Mo Lian had already managed to mark hundreds of weak points from thousands of pattern encounters. The wooden door gave off a blue light with smoke that turned into air bubbles, and again dimmed after shining for tens of seconds.
Slowly, the wooden door opened inwards. When the door was fully opened, a strong killing intent smashed into Mo Lian's face, this aura gained after killing hundreds of millions of people, but did not scare her or worry her.
Mo Lian walked into that door, with a ball of light that was in the center of her right. Seen inside the room was filled with incomplete skeletons, with piles of gold from ancient times with artifacts that were not used by a Cultivator, but he could feel the energy in it.
Although the artifact could not be used by a Cultivator like himself, he could still use other means to harness the energy within the artifact, and increase its power as well as his Mother and Sister.
"These skeletons are over ten thousand years old, they died from being used as experimental materials. As a result the death energy here is very dense, with wild souls filled with vengeance."
Mo Lian took out hundreds of Space Rings, and then stored all the treasures that were within this space.
As he keeps all his possessions, he is attacked by wild souls who try to take over his body. But he could easily avoid the attack without using a lot of energy.
Mo Lian made a hand seal at a slow speed. "The black wild soul holds a grudge, the white soul contains affection. The Spirit Realm and Man are separated by layers of invisible energy, let past memories be forgotten, and gaze upon the future in the next life." He turned his hands to form a Yin Yang pattern.
From the movement of Mo Lian's hand, he created two light blue-colored vortexes of light with white that had a strong suction power. The vortex of light was lined up with a distance of dozens of inches.
The blue whirl of light sucked the black wild soul, dispelling the grudge on the soul and turning it into a white soul, which was then again sucked in by the whirlpool of white light. After being sucked in by the white light, the souls would go to the Yellow River to reincarnate.
Mo Lian lowered her hands slowly after helping those souls to reincarnate into the next life. A third of his spiritual energy was drained when he used the technique, and made him choose to rest outdoors for a moment.
"The uncomfortable feeling has disappeared, and from helping those souls to reincarnate also helps me in increasing the power of the soul ..."
"The artifacts I can absorb the energy in them, and some of them I will use as decorations. Like the crown of the Greek Emperor."
Mo Lian sat down and leaned against the wall after she locked the room next to her. "I didn't get the materials to perfect the broken sword, but let it be. I want to rest for a while, I haven't been walking around in the city for a long time. It's not good to always practice." He bit his lower lip, revealing a sense of fatigue from continuing to fight.
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