"Hmph, you’re ignorant. I am an Immortal Sacred Artifact, and any magic treasure that reaches the level of a Divine Artifact can create space within itself; this little trick is naturally something I’m capable of,"
the childish youth said with a look of disdain as he glanced at Lin Chen.
Hearing this, Lin Chen nodded. Indeed, he had never witnessed such a phenomenon before.
After all, he came from the humble Desolate Sky City, and the most powerful magic treasure he had seen in his life was only of Heavenly Grade; thus, he naturally knew nothing about the mysteries of Divine Artifacts.
Once all the magic treasures and skeleton frames had been collected into the space of the Primordial Myriad Transformation Cauldron and the Dragon Fang Dagger, Lin Chen glanced around the bottom of the lake to make sure no treasures were overlooked, and then soared upwards, heading towards the lake’s surface.
Stored within the space of the Dragon Fang Dagger were a full twenty thousand magic treasures, which constituted a vast resource for him.
Then, it transformed into a streak of light and entered Lin Chen’s brow, moving into the space of the Primordial Myriad Transformation Cauldron to begin refining these magic treasures.
At the moment, the surface of the lake had returned to calm. Two days had passed since Lin Chen had jumped into the lake.
On the first day, the lake’s surface was still filled with countless black flames, but before long, these disturbances gradually dissipated, and the lake became quiet.
Now, the lake looked exceptionally tranquil, as if everything that had happened before was just an illusion.
The crowd looked at the lake’s surface, all secretly speculating that perhaps Lin Chen had met with misfortune.
Initially, Yu Weilian still firmly believed that Lin Chen would be safe, but as time went by, her confidence began to waver.
Had something really happened to Lin Chen? With a heavy heart and fists clenched, Yu Weilian was about to leave the Explosive Dragon Killing Formation and go down to the lake to find out for herself.
However, just then, a disturbance suddenly came from the lake, as a black figure flew out from below—it was Lin Chen.
"Thank goodness, Young Master Lin Chen is safe and sound,"
When the people of the Divine Flame Sect saw Lin Chen fly out from the bottom of the lake, they immediately felt a heavy burden lift from their hearts, and Yu Weilian’s eyes became moist with excitement.
"Young Master Lin Chen, what exactly happened at the bottom of the lake? Why haven’t the disciples of the Bodhi Hall and Demon Race appeared, while only Zhou Yuan and Qi Jianshi have escaped?"
After Lin Chen entered the Explosive Dragon Killing Formation, Yao Qinghe and the others immediately approached him, curiously asking for details.
Lin Chen, hearing this question, simply shook his head and gave a few brief replies without revealing any specifics about what had occurred at the bottom of the lake.
He knew that there were a total of one hundred thousand magic treasures and skeleton frames down there, a fortune so vast that it would surely shock the entire Eastern Domain.
Moreover, it involved the secrets of the Primordial Myriad Transformation Cauldron, which Lin Chen naturally did not want others to know.
Seeing that Lin Chen was reluctant to elaborate, the crowd did not press further.
Afterward, Lin Chen began to survey his surroundings, furrowing his brows slightly, squinting his eyes, and appearing a bit puzzled.
He discovered that a Great Formation had been laid out around the lake, a feat obviously not within the capabilities of ordinary individuals.
Lin Chen rose into the air and reached the sky above, which made him even more astonished.
Because from a high altitude, the entire lake actually resembled the imprint of a gigantic palm.
This was preposterous, could the entire lake really have been created with a single slap of someone’s hand? Considering that the lake was over a thousand fathoms deep, if that were truly the case, then the amount of power this person possessed would be unimaginably terrifying.
Furthermore, how could one explain the skeleton frame and magic treasures at the bottom of the lake, and that black pearl? Lin Chen felt increasingly shocked, sensing that everything might be even more dangerous and terrifying than he had imagined.
However, now that he had arrived here, Lin Chen understood that danger and opportunity existed side by side.
He wouldn’t shrink back just because of potential danger. Besides, he had the support of two powerful magic treasures: the Primordial Myriad Transformation Cauldron and the Dragon Fang Dagger.
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After all, these were only his speculations, and telling Yu Weilian and the rest would only add to their fear.
However, millions of miles away from the ruin where Lin Chen and the others were located, there was an extremely chilly island suspended in the sky.
In an incredibly dark place beneath this island, a grey-haired giant, twice the size of an ordinary human, lying on a stone throne, slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze emitted an eerily cold light, and his body radiated an intensely icy death qi.
The aura emanating from his body was indescribably terrifying, far beyond what any being of the Heavenly Human Realm could compare with.
At this moment, in front of the man, there were one hundred and eight streaks of ghostly light. Yet, a moment before he awoke, one of the streaks of light had unexpectedly extinguished.
A few figures walked into the hall from outside, kneeling before the man. They bore a striking resemblance to the man, with elongated faces and a tuft of grey hair on their heads, their bodies also releasing a chilling death qi, but their aura could not compare to the man sitting on the stone throne.
These two figures had been summoned by the aura of the grey-haired giant.
"Lord King Chu, I am unaware of the reason you have summoned me," said the two men from the Dark Demon Race, kneeling on the ground and inquiring respectfully.
"The aura of the Heavenly Yin Pearl cultivated in Ruin Number Seventy-Six has disappeared; I fear it’s been taken. Go immediately and investigate the situation," Hui Chu said with a cold smile creeping across his lips as he looked at the extinguished streak of ghostly light.
Upon hearing Hui Chu’s words, the brows of the two Dark Demon Race youths furrowed in surprise.
Who would be so audacious to tamper with the Heavenly Yin Pearl of Gan Ye Demon Emperor? The so-called Heavenly Yin Pearl was a treasure possessing an enormously strong death qi.
Gan Ye Demon Emperor was a demon emperor who had survived the great ancient war, with unfathomably deep strength, but having sustained severe injuries, he needed death qi to regain his power, and the Heavenly Yin Pearl was the perfect supplement for recovery.
Therefore, after the ancient war, Gan Ye Demon Emperor led the people of the Dark Demon Race, searching for deserted secret realms and laying Great Formations to refine the Heavenly Yin Pearl.
The creation process of the Heavenly Yin Pearl was exceedingly slow, requiring endless amounts of death qi as an energy source, in addition to the support of the Dark Yin Demon Formation.
As for the source of the death qi, it was naturally those corpses from the ancient war. The Dark Demon Race had stacked them in pits of the Formation to provide a continuous supply of death qi and left countless magic treasures there to become tainted with the death qi.
However, now the Heavenly Yin Pearl from Ruin Number Seventy-Six had disappeared.
It must be noted that Gan Ye Demon Emperor had originally established a total of one hundred and eight ruins for the cultivation of the Heavenly Yin Pearls. As generations of demons from the Dark Demon Race took up the task, they had successfully fostered one hundred Heavenly Yin Pearls without ever encountering an issue.