The intricate, profound Inheritance Mark bloomed with astonishing light at Wang Teng's brow.
Even when the Inheritance Mark had appeared before, it had never shone so brightly. But now, it was exceptionally dazzling.
As the light flared, the mark seemed to be drawn by something. It actually detached itself from Wang Teng's brow and floated into the air.
An equally profound circular pattern emerged on the metal door before him. Like a formation, it slowly revolved.
Yet the center of that formation was missing its most crucial core component.
The Inheritance Mark immediately drifted toward that central position. Then the entire circular formation blazed with light, and the Inheritance Mark fit perfectly into it.
In just a moment, the two completely fused together.
Rumble!
A thunderous rumble suddenly came from the door.
The metal door trembled, then slowly opened before Wang Teng.
A long-sealed aura drifted out from beyond the door.
This Nangong Treasure Vault had not been opened for a million years. It had been sealed away for far too long. Although a million years seemed like nothing in the universe, to ordinary people, it was simply an unimaginable span of history.
Fortunately, special cleansing formations had been installed within the vault, ensuring that not a speck of dust could settle inside.
Only after the door had fully opened did Wang Teng step inside.
Yuan Gungun floated beside him and entered the Nangong Treasure Vault with him.
"Hiss!"
The moment he entered, Wang Teng could not help drawing in a breath.
He felt dazzled by the sight. There were simply too many things inside. All sorts of treasures were displayed on shelves or sealed inside transparent cabinets, visible at a glance.
These treasures had all been carefully preserved, so it was impossible to sense the auras they gave off.