Seeing Hun Changqing's slightly deflated expression due to his inability to refute, and his suddenly stiffened figure, Xing Su's usually indifferent and expressionless face revealed a slight smile.
Approaching the round stone statue, Xing Su stared at the seemingly ordinary statue, a deep, almost imperceptible light flashing in her eyes. The closer she got to the statue, the more excited she became.
She could feel a strong call emanating from the statue, urging her to get closer, and it was extremely urgent. This feeling was unique to Xing Su; clearly, this round stone statue contained the inheritance left behind by her Dou Di ancestor!
Xing Su's gaze burned brightly. She took a deep breath, calming her excited heart, and her expression returned to its previous indifference. She recalled the method to unlock this ancestral inheritance contained in the earthen jar she had encountered earlier.
Then, Xingxiu slowly raised her slender arms, and dazzling starlight surged from them. Her delicate, pale fingers formed several hand seals before the circular stone statue.
As the seals appeared one by one, Xingxiu's body erupted with incredibly intense starlight. However, although the starlight was dazzling, it didn't exert any overwhelming pressure; it only contained the primal aura of Xingxiu's bloodline.
The seals fell, and Xingxiu's fingers flicked towards the circular stone statue, pointing at a specific spot within the disc. Then, the dazzling starlight on Xingxiu's body surged towards the spot she had pointed, like a wild beast unleashed.
Once all the starlight containing her bloodline aura had entered the disc, Xingxiu's aura dissipated, and her starlight battle qi was gathered into her body. The disc appeared unchanged, and the entire plaza returned to its previous deathly silence.
However, seeing that Xingxiu's actions had ceased and the surrounding anomalies had dissipated, Hun Changqing was no longer as impatient as before. Instead, he stared intently at the disc.
Although the disc looked no different from before, Hun Changqing could sense that it was no longer the lifeless place he had previously perceived. Instead, there was an energy fluctuation emanating from it, as if something was brewing.
Just as Hun Changqing had predicted, after a moment of stillness, the seemingly ordinary disc suddenly erupted with a blinding white light that even Hun Changqing found incredibly dazzling.
With the emergence of the white light, the entire hall began to tremble violently, emitting a series of deafening roars. The disc in the plaza and the several massive stone pillars around it also began to shake violently, with pieces of broken stone constantly falling off. The ground of the plaza also began to crack and crumble, before collapsing violently.
At that moment, from the countless dark cracks in the collapsing ground, countless intense and dazzling rays of light suddenly surged upwards, illuminating the entire vast, empty plaza. Hun Changqing, who had been thrown into the air by the ground's collapse, was momentarily blinded by the intense, glaring light.
After a while, the light gradually weakened, and Hun Changqing slowly opened his eyes, rubbing his sore eyes. Sensing the anomaly in the plaza, he looked closely and saw that it was now completely different from the simple, dilapidated state he had previously witnessed. At this moment, the original stone walls of the main hall had completely crumbled, revealing a wall constructed of an unknown material. It was entirely emerald green, with a translucent, crystalline quality, resembling jade.
Yet, this wall appeared indestructible. Within its slightly transparent emerald green surface, countless energy patterns could be seen flowing slowly, emanating a vast and powerful aura.
The previously collapsed area had vanished into nothingness, leaving a deep, black hole beneath Hun Changqing. An eerie feeling emanated from this darkness, chilling to the bone. Only a few fragments of stone steps, radiating brilliant light, floated silently in the void, like twinkling stars in the dark night sky.
The disc and stone pillar at the center had also undergone some changes, becoming completely black and smooth all over, like a black mirror, with a faint green light flowing on them. A wild and ancient aura emanated from the stone pillar and disc, sweeping towards Hun Changqing.
The plaza, now drastically altered, made Hun Changqing feel as if he were standing within an ancient relic, untouched by the passage of time. He was awestruck by the ancient aura emanating from it and the vast, powerful energy fluctuations subtly revealed within the dazzling light. He thought to himself,
"No wonder it was the renowned Saint Ganmu from ancient times. Even after so many years of death, his cave still possesses such power. This is truly terrifying."
Hun Changqing felt a tremor in his heart as he sensed the aura emanating from the plaza, but he quickly calmed himself. Although the plaza was somewhat eerie, Saint Ganmu had, after all, been dead for ten thousand years.
Hun Changqing could sense a decaying stench emanating from those auras. No matter how powerful the Drywood Saint was in life, or what methods he left behind in this cave, these methods were ultimately like rootless duckweed. Without continuous battle qi to maintain them, they couldn't escape the ravages of time. The plaza now appeared incredibly mystical and terrifying, but it was merely a facade.
Hun Changqing thought to himself, then fixed his gaze on the center, a smooth, completely black disc. Sensing the faint aura emanating from the disc, Hun Changqing licked his lips, his eyes flashing with intense greed.
However, just as Hun Changqing was about to step forward, a chillingly eerie laugh suddenly echoed across the plaza.
"Hehehe..."