Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Changqing's mind, but he did not slow down in the slightest. With the Great Protection Technique and the Wings of Time, his speed was downright terrifying.
Everywhere he passed, the Wings of Time whipped up fierce astral winds that contained astonishing saber intent.
Like slicing through tofu, he forcibly cut his way through, crushing every killing intent within the tomb.
The deeper one went into the tomb grounds, the greater the danger became. Most Half-step Divine Saints would likely be torn to pieces here.
However, at this point, the treasure light emanating from the palaces had grown increasingly brilliant. Some even carried the aura of Innate Spirit Treasures.
And they were not Low-grade Innate Spirit Treasures, but mid-grade ones—and even high-grade ones.
If it were anyone else, upon sensing the aura of such treasures, they would surely be unable to resist rushing into those palaces to claim them. After all, every Innate Spirit Treasure was priceless. If one appeared in the outside world, it would be enough to stir up a bloody storm.
Very few people could resist the temptation and refrain from trying to seize them.
But Lin Changqing was different. For one thing, he had far too many Innate Spirit Treasures on him—at least ten thousand of them. One more or one less made no difference to him.
Of course, the main reason was that he knew the tomb's true core nexus lay in the largest palace. As long as he dealt with that palace and gained control of the core nexus, everything else would be easy.
At that time, he could use the core nexus to control the entire tomb. Wouldn't those Spirit Treasures be his for the taking? They would all belong to him.
Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Changqing's mind