"Brother Lin, your speed is incredible! Did you walk the stone steps without encountering the Heart Demon Illusion Realm?" Dracula couldn’t help but ask Lin Dong.
As soon as Ye Linglong ca in, he had just exchanged a few words with her, and before he knew it, Lin Dong followed suit.
This speed is simply unbelievable!
He had taken much longer just to cross the first step earlier.
Lin Dong chuckled and said, "Of course I encountered the Heart Demon Illusion Realm, but those illusions had little effect on ."
"Alright..." Comparing oneself to others could really be infuriating.
Dracula thought he had already reached the threshold of a secondary ancestor, yet the gap between him and Lin Dong was still this vast.
"Brother Lin, this is the Inner Hall. But beyond this point, I don’t know the way forward."
"Only by passing through this Inner Hall might we reach the deep recesses of the Ancient General Tomb, where the treasure vault of the ancient general lies," Dracula said.
Lin Dong nodded, then looked around.
The Inner Hall, compared to the grandeur of the Outer Hall, exuded more mystery and depth.
The lofty do above was inlaid with dazzling gems, twinkling in the dim light like the farthest stars in the night sky.
The air was filled with a faintly musty scent intertwined with the breath of ancient wood, casting one into a tranquil state transcending a thousand years.
The surrounding walls were covered with intricate murals, vibrant in color, and despite the mottled marks left by ti, one could still feel the dedication and skill of the artisans of yore.
Each stroke and line of the murals seed to whisper, telling stories sealed by the dust of ti.
Lin Dong’s eyes were first drawn to the mural on the first wall.
This wall resembled an open history book, vividly depicting the legendary experiences of the owner of the Ancients General’s Tomb that Dracula had ntioned to him.
In the center of the mural, a heroic general clad in heavy armor and wielding a long sword leaped off the wall, his gaze resolute, staring ahead as if leading thousands of troops in a charge. Surrounding the general were mythical creatures and strange scenes of various kinds.
There was a phoenix soaring with wings, its feathers radiant like the light of a rosy dawn. There was a giant dragon spiraling and coiling, clouds and mist swirling with its breath.
There were also the exotic flowers and herbs that existed only in ancient tales, blossoming and adding an unreal beauty to the battlefield scene.
This is the scene of the owner of the general before he beca a General.
"Could this general be a being who lived two lives? In the first life, a general who slew thousands?"
"In the second life, after death, his body turned into a zombie, then cultivated to beco a general?"
"If that were true, this person is truly terrifying..."
Seeing the contents of the mural, Lin Dong couldn’t help but have these thoughts.
The lower part of the mural then intricately depicted the life of this ancient general after becoming a ’zombie.’
Including how he beca a general, fell in love with that woman... and then succumbed to the heart demon, becoming one who slaughtered innocents indiscriminately.
"This is the mural I ntioned to you earlier. I knew about the Ancient General being the tomb owner through this mural."
At this mont, Dracula saw Lin Dong continuously staring at the mural beside him, and said so.
Lin Dong nodded, "You said, who carved this mural? It shouldn’t be the Ancient General himself, right?"
"This..." Dracula was taken aback upon hearing this, as he hadn’t thought about it before.
Now, hearing Lin Dong’s words, he instinctively began pondering.
"I think it shouldn’t be. After all, look at the mural; it even depicts this Ancient General being besieged and killed by nine secondary ancestors."
"If it was carved by the Ancient General himself, how could he have carved it after his death?"
Lin Dong nodded, "That’s right. Since it’s not carved by the Ancient General, then who could it be?"
"Who would be so familiar with him? Also, who could enter here and carve these murals?"
Dracula naturally couldn’t answer any of Lin Dong’s questions.
"I don’t know, but it doesn’t seem that important. Brother Lin, let’s think about how to exit this Inner Hall and head for the treasure vault of the Ancient General’s tomb now," Dracula said.
Clearly, he didn’t want to waste so many brain cells thinking about these things.
And honestly speaking, if not for the treasure vault inside, he wouldn’t even be very interested in learning about the Ancient General’s life.
He wasn’t interested in matters of love, let alone a dignified General Minister King who was actually ruined by a woman.
"Won hinder advancent! Even a being as strong as the General Minister King ultimately deviated because of a woman, slaughtered innocents, attracting the siege of nine ancestor-level beings, leading to his demise..."
"It seems my previous resolution was not wrong. This life, I must never touch this thing called a woman. Otherwise, I would undoubtedly co to perceive..."
But he glanced at Lin Dong beside him and suddenly realized that Lin Dong had quite a few won.
These won didn’t seem to hinder his cultivation, did they?
Although he had quite a few won, he still reached the first echelon below the ancestor level at the age of over twenty. Not even now did Dracula have the confidence to beat him.
"Forget it, don’t compare with this monster. He is completely outside the norm, an exception, an exception... I still think won shouldn’t be involved..." Dracula thus cautioned himself.
He decided to compare himself less with Lin Dong in the future.
That would be like seeking discomfort!
At the mont, Lin Dong continued observing his surroundings.
After looking at the first wall, his eyes moved to the second wall.
All four walls were adorned with murals.
However, the content of the murals on each was different.
The mural on the first wall detailed the life of the owner of the Ancient General’s Tomb.
At this mont, Lin Dong approached the second wall.
"Bang bang bang~~~"
In the dark and deep ancient hall, Lin Dong’s footsteps echoed in the empty space, with each step seeming to tread upon the dust of history.
"Swish!"
He conjured Alchemist Fire in his hand, casting flickering light on the surrounding stone walls.
As Lin Dong delved deeper, the second mural slowly unfolded before his eyes.
This wall was entirely different from the first, having not been eroded and blurred by the ravages of ti, but rather, as if protected by so mysterious force.
The colors on the mural were still vivid and striking, as if freshly painted.
The mural depicted nurous peculiar scenes:
Amidst encircling mountains, clouds and mist, an ancient altar stood tall, adorned with various rare treasures, as well as the mythical Immortal Herbs and Spiritual dicine. Around the altar, a group of people in ancient attire knelt piously, their eyes filled with yearning and reverence for the unknown.
More intriguing was the corner of the mural, which seed to hide so subtle clues.
Those lines and colors intertwined to form a pattern indescribable, resembling ancient text, yet also a kind of mysterious symbol.
Lin Dong gazed at these patterns, feeling a mysterious urge surge within him, as if sothing was calling him, guiding him to explore the mysteries within.
"What does this second mural depict?"
Lin Dong’s eyes glead with curiosity.
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