jdhmnovel Chapter 316 The World Within the Cauldron
Chapter 316 The World Within the Cauldron
Mo Ming frowned and said in a low voice, "I don't know, but there must be some secret hidden here. Let's rest for a while and talk about it after we recover our spiritual power."
The two exchanged a glance. Although they still had doubts and unease, they were at least temporarily out of danger.
Unbeknownst to them, the crack behind them was slowly closing, and from within that magnificent palace, it seemed a pair of eyes were watching their arrival…
As he recovered his spiritual power, Mo Ming kept recalling the scene from just now, especially the mysterious altar.
He felt a certain familiarity with the altar. Although the phantom of the armor on it exuded a chilling killing intent, Mo Ming felt that the killing intent was not locked onto him.
Could this altar be related to bronze artifacts?
Or is it related to the Bronze Sanctuary?
But the Demon-Suppressing Sword didn't emit a buzzing signal like it usually does when it senses the aura of bronze artifacts.
Mo Ming was completely baffled. Right now, all he could do was think about how to get out of this hellish place alive!
The battle between the armored phantom and the golden flame serpent intensified, turning the entire underground space into a battlefield of destruction.
......
Below the crack.
The Golden Flame Serpent's roar was deafening, and blazing golden flames erupted like a raging dragon, burning everything around it, even scorching the ground and cracking the rock walls.
The armored phantom did not back down. With each swing of its long sword, the sword energy swept in all directions like a storm, each swing carrying a world-destroying power.
"boom!"
Another deafening roar erupted as the Golden Flame Serpent's tail lashed out at the armored phantom. However, the phantom remained as immovable as a rock, instead slashing down with its blade. The blade's energy, like thunder and lightning, struck the Golden Flame Serpent's body with pinpoint accuracy.
The Golden Flame Serpent let out a shrill roar as its massive body was cleaved in two by the blade's energy! Golden blood gushed out like a torrent, staining the entire underground space crimson.
"hiss--!!"
The upper body of the Golden Flame Serpent was still struggling, its eyes filled with madness and resentment. It opened its blood-red maw, gathering its last flames, attempting to perish together with the armored phantom.
However, the armored phantom gave it no chance. It coldly raised its long sword, the blade gleaming with a bright blue light, as if gathering the spiritual energy of the entire underground space.
In the next instant, it suddenly swung its blade down, and a dazzling cyan blade light flashed across the sky, directly severing the Golden Flame Serpent's head!
"boom!"
The massive corpse of the Golden Flame Serpent crashed to the ground, causing it to tremble. The light in its eyes gradually dimmed, until it finally lost all life.
The armored phantom hovered silently above the altar, coldly gazing down at the corpse of the golden flame serpent. Seemingly sensing the absence of further threats, its form gradually became ethereal, eventually returning to the altar.
The underground space returned to calm, leaving only the corpse of the Golden Flame Serpent and the mess on the ground.
On the other side, in the strange space beyond the rift—**
Mo Ming and Lin Ye were still leaning against a rock beside the Qingyu Path, panting heavily and silently recovering their spiritual energy.
Their recent escape had exhausted their spiritual energy, and the life-or-death crises along the way had kept their nerves on edge.
Lin Ye sat cross-legged, his spiritual energy slowly circulating within him, a deep cyan light shimmering around him. He opened his eyes, looked at Mo Ming, and asked in a low voice, "Mo Ming, do you think... that armored phantom will come after us?"
Mo Ming shook his head, looking at the crack behind him with a complicated expression: "Probably not. That thing is more like some kind of guardian, only protecting the area around the altar. We've already left its range, so we should be safe for now."
Lin Ye nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew... thank goodness. But to be honest, your plan just now was absolutely insane! If that armored phantom and the golden flame serpent had attacked us at the same time, we wouldn't have been left with nothing."
Mo Ming gave a bitter smile: "If we hadn't taken a gamble, we would have been dead long ago. We're lucky to be alive now."
The two remained silent for a while, quietly recovering their spiritual energy. The surrounding spiritual mist seemed to contain some kind of special power, allowing them to recover much faster than usual.
After resting for about an hour, Lin Ye stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and felt that he had recovered about 70-80% of his strength.
He looked at the jade path in the distance, his gaze falling on the magnificent palace, and said in a low voice, "Mo Ming, what do you think that palace is?"
Mo Ming stood up, his gaze turning grave as he looked at the palace: "I don't know, but the atmosphere here is very unusual. Now that we're here, there's no turning back. Let's go take a look."
Lin Ye nodded, and the two walked along the jade path toward the palace.
An air of mystery permeated the area in front of the palace.
As the two approached, the palace gradually revealed its full appearance.
The palace, cast entirely in bronze, exudes an ancient and majestic aura. The gates are covered with intricate runes, each seemingly imbued with some mysterious power, inspiring awe.
The palace gates were tightly closed, but an ancient and imposing aura emanated from them, causing people to unconsciously slow their pace.
Lin Ye couldn't help but whisper, "This place... doesn't seem to have been built by human cultivators; it's more like some kind of ancient ruin."
Mo Ming nodded, his gaze sweeping across the palace, when he suddenly noticed a symbol above the main gate. He frowned and muttered, "This symbol... seems somewhat familiar."
Lin Ye followed his gaze and saw that it was a pattern resembling a cauldron, surrounded by several coiled dragon-shaped patterns, giving it a mysterious and ancient feel.
"It looks like a cauldron?" Lin Ye asked tentatively.
Mo Ming didn't answer; his gaze grew even more solemn. The scene near the altar flashed through his mind: the phantom of the armored figure, and the azure light emanating from the altar…
He thought to himself, "Could it be... that this place is really connected to bronze artifacts?"
Mo Ming took a deep breath, slowly walked forward, and reached out to push the bronze gate.
The door was cold and heavy, but under Mo Ming's touch, it emitted a low rumble and slowly opened inward.
The moment the door opened, a rich spiritual energy rushed out, mixed with an ancient aura. Mo Ming and Lin Ye exchanged a glance and stepped inside.
The palace's interior is extremely spacious, with intricate runes and murals carved on the surrounding walls, seemingly recording some ancient history.
In the very center of the palace stood a huge bronze cauldron, its body carved with countless coiled dragon patterns, emitting a faint blue light.
Around the bronze cauldron floated nine crystal-clear spirit pearls, each radiating a different light, as if containing some kind of powerful force.
"This...this is..." Lin Ye stared at the scene before him, speechless with shock.
Mo Ming's gaze fell on the bronze cauldron, and he felt a faint tremor in his heart. He slowly walked forward and reached out to touch the bronze cauldron.
The instant his fingers touched the cauldron, a deep and majestic voice resounded in the palace:
"Welcome to the world within the cauldron, those who are destined to enter!"