The three of them swept deeper into the ruins, with Helian Tieshan walking at the front. His steps were steady, each one landing firm and powerful.
Though his body had only just recovered from ten thousand years of corrosion by Demonic Qi, the aura that belonged to a Great Perfection Earthly Supreme expert had already begun to return, like a blade tempered anew, its edge gradually revealed.
"The end of the second passage is just ahead." Helian Tieshan stopped and pointed at an ancient, simple stone door up ahead.
"Past this door is the core region of the ruins—the Darkness Temple. Lord Black Emperor cultivated here back then, and it was also the place where he stored his most important treasures."
Lin Langtian studied the stone door. It was a hundred feet tall, entirely pitch-black, its surface carved with countless intricate runes that faintly radiated a dim, dark light.
Those runes were exactly like the ones he had seen on the light screen before, but even more complex, even more profound, as if they contained some kind of ultimate principle of heaven and earth.
"There's a restriction on this door?" Lin Langtian asked.
Helian Tieshan nodded and pressed his palm against the stone door. "There is, but I'm familiar with it. Back then, I took part in setting up part of the restrictions in these ruins."
In the center of his palm, a dark red glow lit up—the glow of his own Spiritual Power.
The light spread along the patterns of the runes on the stone door, as if igniting sleeping Fire Dragons one after another.
Those runes began to flicker, emitting a low hum, as though they were verifying Helian Tieshan's identity.
A moment later, the sound of the restriction rang out.
"Click, click, click..."
The stone door slowly