Chapter 63: Arrogant Lu Zhenyan

Passing through the area of flames and approaching the dazzling crystal light shield, Mu Xuyang didn't hesitate at all. He tentatively threw a punch, slamming it against the crystal light shield.

Bang!

Mu Xuyang's fist struck the crystal light shield, producing a deafening sound. The shield trembled violently upon being attacked by Mu Xuyang, but it didn't shatter as he had hoped.

Bang bang bang...

Continuing with a series of punches, Mu Xuyang still couldn't break through the crystal light shield. It was at this moment that Mu Xuyang truly realized the impossibility of shattering the vibrant crystal light shield, which protected the entrance to the ancient tomb, with his meager strength alone.

"If I can't break through the crystal light shield guarding the entrance to the ancient tomb, does it mean I have to return empty-handed?" Mu Xuyang gazed at the incredibly sturdy shield, lost in thought. He pondered, "Since the 'Mystic Gate' in my mind can sense the existence of the Immortal Slayer Talisman and must know that overcoming numerous obstacles is necessary to obtain it and make it a reality. Although the 'Mystic Gate' cannot speak or directly guide me, it can cooperate with my actions. In the past, it released a mysterious power when I interacted with people, helping me solve problems that ordinary people couldn't possibly solve. Why not give it a try? Place my hand on the crystal light shield and see if the 'Mystic Gate' will act according to my will, releasing its mysterious power to help me break this seal that locks the entrance to the ancient tomb."

With this idea in mind, Mu Xuyang didn't hesitate any longer. He immediately extended his hands and tentatively reached out towards the crystal light shield.

After placing his hands on the crystal light shield, Mu Xuyang suddenly felt the immense power contained within it, as if it had found its rightful place. It swiftly converged towards Mu Xuyang's hands, guided by his arms, surging into his body like a raging torrent, and then being absorbed by the mysterious power that had already filled his entire being, and delivered into the "Mystic Gate" existing in his mind.

"This defensive shield is so sturdy. If the power of the 'Qimen' devours the strength of this defensive shield, I wonder if I could harness the power of 'Qimen' in times of crisis to create a similarly robust defense shield. It might be the key to survival. Unfortunately, this mysterious 'Qimen' seems to exist in my mind but does not directly obey my commands. Perhaps it's because of my limited abilities that I am temporarily unable to communicate with this magical treasure called 'Qimen.'"

Noticing that the power of the defensive shield was absorbed by the mysterious force unleashed by 'Qimen,' the strength of the barrier blocking the entrance to the ancient tomb was rapidly diminishing, causing a faint smile to appear on Mu Xuyang's face.

Two days later, the power supporting the defensive shield was completely drained by 'Qimen' within Mu Xuyang's mind, causing the shield to collapse and revealing the entrance to the ancient tomb within his line of sight.

Even before Mu Xuyang borrowed the power of 'Qimen' to absorb the strength of the defensive shield, the experts of various factions lurking in the surrounding areas had faintly sensed the ominous aura permeating the forest gradually dissipating at an extremely slow pace.

Although they were unaware of why the ominous aura was gradually fading away, they did not hesitate in the slightest. They immediately set off and followed the fading aura, moving closer to the location of the ancient tomb.

Just as the defensive shield collapsed and Mu Xuyang darted into the tomb, many experts from various factions in the distance, no longer restrained, employed their techniques to carry the relatively thin ominous aura, rushing towards the entrance of the ancient tomb one after another.

Just as numerous experts from various factions were about to reach the entrance of the ancient tomb, a loud shout came from above their heads, "From this moment on, all the treasures within this tomb belong to the Hualing Sect of the Donghua Gate. Trespassers will be killed without mercy!"

As the man's voice echoed, a burst of fiery light descended from the sky and landed on the ground, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man dressed in a fiery red robe.

After the middle-aged man revealed his figure, disciples dressed in the Dao robes of the East Huamen began to descend one by one. They arrived at the entrance of the ancient tomb and respectfully greeted the middle-aged man before entering the tomb under the leadership of their respective team leaders. Only the middle-aged man remained, guarding the entrance to the ancient tomb with his hands.

This middle-aged man was Lu Zhenyan, an elder of the Hualing Sect of the East Huamen. He had reached the late stage of the Golden Core realm in terms of his cultivation, and during a previous experience, he had obtained a low-grade treasure called the Crimson Sky Fist Gauntlet, which was a treasure that surpassed ordinary magical tools.

With the Crimson Sky Fist Gauntlet in his possession, Lu Zhenyan became even more powerful, his strength skyrocketing. He became invincible in the Golden Core realm and even had the power to contend against those who had just entered the Nascent Soul realm. Although the chances of winning were slim, it was very easy for him to escape.

Seeing a large group of disciples from the Hualing Sect appearing, with Lu Zhenyan guarding the entrance to the ancient tomb, many people who knew about Lu Zhenyan's background hesitated and did not dare to approach. However, their eyes flashed with intense anger, thinking to themselves, "Lu Zhenyan is truly overbearing, blocking the entrance to the ancient tomb and not allowing anyone to enter. It's despicable, truly despicable."

"You ignorant fool, stop your arrogance here. Let me teach you a lesson." At this moment, as the crowd hesitated and refrained from approaching the entrance to the ancient tomb, a voice came from the side. Everyone turned their heads and saw a man wearing a dark green robe and a ghost-faced mask.

"I never kill nameless individuals. Quickly state your name," Lu Zhenyan said disdainfully as he looked at the masked man.

"Whether I'm nameless or not, you'll find out after we fight," the masked man said coldly, smiling indifferently. He swiftly moved forward, sending out a burst of water elemental energy and condensing a crystalline palm that covered an area of more than ten zhang (a zhang is a Chinese unit of length equal to about 3.3 meters), grabbing towards Lu Zhenyan.

"You dare to be so audacious with your petty tricks in front of me. Since you seek death, I'll grant your wish." Seeing the man actually make a move, Lu Zhenyan was somewhat shocked, but he knew very well that someone who dared to attack him, despite knowing that he was at the late stage of the Golden Core realm, was definitely not an ordinary person.

With a cold snort, Lu Zhenyan calmly raised his right hand and released a burst of fire elemental energy, condensing a crystalline sword light that slashed out.

Bang!

The crystalline palm and the crystalline sword clashed together, producing a deafening sound. Then, a violent surge of water and fire elemental forces erupted, sweeping through the surrounding space.

Among the various factions observing nearby, most of them were at the Talisman realm, with only a few leading figures at the Golden Core realm. When they saw the residual shockwaves from the spells unleashed by the two individuals, none of them dared to stay in place. They swiftly moved their figures, retreating backward.