The Illusion-Dispelling Golden Body Awakens

At the mountain's highest point, Xu Mutang stood before the main entrance of the rear hall. More than ten mangled Imperial Guard corpses lay at his feet. Once he entered the hall, the obstacles became far more numerous.

Fortunately, like the flood dragons from before, these Imperial Guards were merely shells occupied by mental entities. They were not particularly strong and did not delay him for long.

"However, compared to the buildings ahead, this rear hall is exceptionally sturdy. Under the illumination of countless eternal lamps on both sides, there is not the slightest sign of decay. The glazed roof tiles have barely faded. At most, much of the painted gold lacquer on the pillars and walls has peeled away."

This should be the most crucial place in the entire Hidden Treasure. The heavy defenses alone made that clear. If there was anything important, it should be hidden here.

The hall doors were closed. Two skeletal figures dressed as palace attendants stood before them. He raised his long whip, and as force flowed into it, the once-flexible whip instantly straightened. Spiritual light gathered at its tip. With a single jab, the sturdy hall doors exploded into splinters.

He reeled the whip back around his hand and strode inside. A massive curtain hung from above, blocking his entire view. Its vivid patterns depicted the heroic bearing of a military commander charging through enemy formations and slaying generals.

For this thing to have survived until now with such brilliant colors and no trace of decay showed that it was a treasure. Yet he had no interest in it at all and even found it obstructive. He reached out and tore it down in one pull.

The thing was quite tough, however. Even with such force, he did not tear it apart. Instead,