The room at the very bottom was much smaller.
There was only a single shelf made of that special material, and it was completely empty, without even the dust left by crumbled treasures.
It had clearly been cleared out.
Chen Lin was deeply disappointed, but he quickly collected himself and took out his short saber to hack at the shelf.
The treasures had all corroded away, yet the tables, chairs, and shelves had survived. Their material must be extraordinary; he could gather some to trade for resources.
The shelf was easily severed.
Chen Lin shook his head.
Judging from the cut surface, the material was not wood. It merely looked like it. It was actually a kind of stone, which explained why it had survived.
He wasted no more time.
After inspecting the underground treasures once more and making sure he had missed nothing, he returned to the building's corridor.
Without stopping.
He retraced his steps to the room through which he had entered.
He took out the flying sword.
At a thought from Chen Lin, the Snow-White Flying Sword immediately quivered. The two small characters for "Falling Snow" appeared at the base of its hilt, giving off a faint glow.
This sword was astonishingly powerful, but it also consumed a great deal of energy.
If the Myriad Phenomena Art had not been a God-Grade Cultivation Technique that produced purer innate qi, he would have been unable to wield it even with the sword-control technique Qiu Yebai had imparted through divine empowerment.
Gripping the flying sword, Chen Lin climbed out through the opening and used the Earth Escape Technique to ascend toward the surface.
Every so often, he stopped to probe his surroundings with his senses.
Only after an incense stick's worth of time did he emerge from the ground,