Lu Changsheng was relieved to see the Ancient Formation showing no reaction.
The Ancient Formation was set up by the Qing Emperor, and the Human Sovereign Cauldron was the Qing Emperor’s magical treasure; the formation had no reason to attack the host of the magical treasure.
“Daoist Earth Hound, you come in too.”
“Me?”
Daoist Earth Hound was stunned.
Just because Lu Changsheng could safely enter the Ancient Formation didn’t mean that Daoist Earth Hound could do the same.
“As your master, I guarantee you’ll be fine.”
Lu Changsheng sensed that the Ancient Formation had already recognized him as one of its own, thus halting its operation, allowing others to come in now.
After a moment of hesitation, Daoist Earth Hound chose to trust Lu Changsheng and extended a paw to test it out.
The Ancient Formation showed no reaction, and the seven-colored heavenly thunder remained quiet.
With that, Daoist Earth Hound finally entered the formation with peace of mind.
Yuexi and the Princess exchanged glances and also entered the formation.
Although they still didn’t understand what had happened, witnessing the true form of the Qing Emperor’s Mausoleum was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
“It’s truly unbelievable, the formation set by the Qing Emperor has actually failed; how did Daoist Lu manage it?”
Zuo Jianqing was able to enter as well, but still couldn’t figure it out.
Who knows how many powerful beings wanted to explore the Qing Emperor’s Mausoleum, only to perish within the Ancient Formation; yet Lu Changsheng effortlessly stopped the formation from operating.
Lu Changsheng shook his head; the matter of the Human Sovereign Cauldron must still be kept from others.
They arrived at the base of the stele at the Qing Emperor’s Mausoleum.
The stele was ninety-nine feet tall; using cinnabar, written flamboyantly on it were two big characters – “Suppressing Evil”.
The vigorous script contained supreme Great Dao Comprehension.
Lu Changsheng, Yuexi, the Princess, Zuo Jianqing, Lin Qingzhi, Lu Qinglian, and others were all deeply engrossed in it.
Mo Huazhi, who was proficient in calligraphy, was even more fascinated by the sight and firmly memorized the scene in her mind.
Just studying the two characters on the stele could bring her great benefit.
After a long while, Lu Changsheng came back to his senses: “This stele has withstood the test of time, its inscription remains indestructible, the Dao has not dispersed, the Qing Emperor truly does leave an impression across the ages.”
The two characters “Suppressing Evil” on the stele, almost identical to the handwriting in the Qing Emperor Manuscript, clearly were written by the Qing Emperor himself.
“My teacher and it, are still very far apart.”
The teacher of Yuexi, who is currently the Third Sword Maiden of the Mysterious Lady Palace, still cannot be compared to ancient Human Emperors like the Qing Emperor.
From the inscriptions on the stele, a glimpse into the larger picture can be seen.
The Princess pointed to the cave behind the stele: “Entering through here should lead to the Qing Emperor’s burial chamber for his attire and crown, though it’s uncertain if there are still any dangers.”
The people looked at one another and decided to go in anyway.
Having come this far, there is no reason to return empty-handed.
Outside the Great Formation, after Lu Changsheng and his group entered the cave, the Third Prince and the white-haired elder appeared.
“Master, they actually made it through the formation. What should we do?”
The Third Prince realized that things had exceeded his expectations, as Lu Changsheng and his group had smoothly entered the Qing Emperor’s Mausoleum.
The white-haired elder summoned a Flying Sword to test the reality of the formation.
The Ancient Formation still showed no reaction.
“Let’s go in. If we can obtain the Qing Emperor’s treasures, our strengths will greatly increase as master and disciple, and that girl Mo won’t be able to resist.”
The white-haired elder’s eyes burned with excitement, not expecting that following Lu Changsheng’s group to the Qing Emperor’s Mausoleum would yield such a harvest.
If it weren’t for the Human Sovereign Cauldron, the white-haired elder’s cultivation level might never have allowed him to enter the Qing Emperor’s Mausoleum until his death.
Who was the Qing Emperor? An ancient Human Emperor!
The opportunity to acquire the Qing Emperor’s treasures was now right before him; for the sake of eternal life, he must make a move to seize them.
The white-haired elder took out a Banner of Laws to conceal his and the Third Prince’s presence, allowing them to cross the Ancient Formation and continue to follow Lu Changsheng’s group.
“Hmm?”
When the white-haired elder and the Third Prince approached, Lu Changsheng furrowed his brow.
“That kid is really sharp, seems like he’s noticed something.”
The white-haired elder was startled and quickly increased the distance.
“What’s wrong?”
Yuexi and the Princess noticed Lu Changsheng had stopped and asked.
“Nothing, I’m just being overly cautious.”
Lu Changsheng replied, but his eyes flashed with a hint of vigilance.
He had already realized someone had followed them.
Exactly who it was, however, he couldn’t tell as of yet.
At this point, there’s no turning back; they could only take one step at a time and see how things unfold.
Both Ancestral Dragon Blood Pills had been used up during the fight with the Sky Martial Demon Monarch; his life-saving trump cards included the Mountain and Rivers Chart, the Soul Subduing Tower, the Heavenly Earth Mystical Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, as well as the Human Sovereign Cauldron and the Taiyin Goddess Talisman.
Yuexi and the Princess, both being Divine King Realm geniuses—one being the top talent of the Mysterious Lady Palace and the other possessing part of the Supreme Imperial Physique Bloodline—represented a significant force to reckon with.
Lu Changsheng’s disciples could also play a role in what was to come.
“Master, there are murals here.”
A flame appeared in Lin Qingzhi’s palm, illuminating the passageway of the cave and highlighting the murals on the stone walls.
“This depicts the ancient battle between the Human Race and the Demon Race.”
Yuexi observed the murals closely, noticing the numerous figures on the wall, wielding various magical treasures in battle against the massive forms of the Demon Race.
The murals stretched deep into the cave; although crude, the group could feel the brutality of the ancient battles from them.
“Eight Desolation Fire Dragon?”
Lu Changsheng’s eyes widened.
On the murals, he saw a group of small figures riding Flying Swords besieging a fierce clawed and toothed dragon surrounded by several flames.
Even with the simple lines, Lu Changsheng recognized the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon that he had dealt with before!