Below

"That metal path should be one of the routes leading to the interior." Chen Beixun flew through the air.

Plunging deep into the Slanted Axe Tower was clearly an unwise move. Chen Beixun understood this well, choosing instead to linger within the massive space behind the bronze gates.

"These guys, did they not even spare the chairs and stools?" Chen Beixun looked at the dilapidated, cluttered environment below.

When he came here last time, everything had been so magnificent, with all sorts of treasures piled up wantonly; every piece highlighted the grandeur and the unfathomable wealth of the original owner.

"Sigh, what a maddening treasure trove." Chen Beixun couldn't help but exclaim with a sigh.

Possessing such immense wealth, yet still unable to break through to Immortality. The one known as the Ghostly World Lord had once been a formidable existence who reigned supreme over those peak World Lords and Military Lords.

His ambition was too great and his vision too far-reaching, yet he forgot whether his ability could carry the weight of his ambition. It was both pathetic and laughable.

Chen Beixun walked on the golden floor; if Smaug were here, he might be stifled by the sheer intimidation of this golden ground.

"The floor is made of E-grade metal." Qishan appeared on Chen Beixun's right, marveling at the World Lord's wealth. It wasn't that he doubted whether a World Lord could possess such riches.

The universe is vast and full of wonders; existence is reason enough.

It just gave one the feeling of... seeing an interstellar warship fly out of a developing nation.

Chen Beixun just smiled faintly. He felt as if the shouts and killings from the struggle for this wealth were still fresh in his mind.

From somewhere unknown, a strange sound began to emerge from beneath the thick, heavy metal floor.

Because of the metal floor's absurd soundproofing, it frustratingly blocked out most of the noise. The sounds that managed to escape sounded like some kind of gibberish.

Chitter-chatter.

Gurgle-mumble.

Chen Beixun had no intention of lying on the floor to listen closely; in such a special environment and under such peculiar circumstances, doing so seemed a bit reckless.

The strange sounds continued, and Chen Beixun merely committed them to memory, speculating on their meaning.

The more Chen Beixun listened, the more curious he became. But curiosity killed the cat.

With no leads and no progress, Chen Beixun stood in place for several minutes.

Under normal circumstances, he would have left long ago. But this sound seemed to have a certain attraction, compelling Chen Beixun to want to unravel it.

When it rains, people want to know when the clear weather will arrive. It was the same at this moment.

"What a unique feeling!" Chen Beixun was momentarily bewildered; he never imagined he would resonate with those irregular sounds.

The feeling was like an instinctive attraction, neither physiological nor anything else.

It was as if it had hooked into the deepest part of Chen Beixun...

"It's the soul!" Chen Beixun's eyes lit up, feeling somewhat incredulous. The crystal formed by his soul, deep within his sea of consciousness, was trembling... it was an excited, frenzied trembling!

Those crystals were stripped from Chen Beixun's soul and condensed; essentially, they were still his own soul. It was just that the method of construction was quite special.

"This is terrifying!" Chen Beixun felt every cell in his body cheering and leaping with joy.

The suspicion born of caution vanished instantly. But now, Chen Beixun was in an awkward position: he wanted to find the source of the sound, but didn't know how to get there. Not going left him feeling unsettled and uncomfortable.

"Hoo~~" Chen Beixun took a deep breath and stretched his body, allowing his muscles to fully relax.

He did this to make himself comfortable and stay clear-headed, so as not to lose himself to greed. As the saying goes, wealth is sought in danger, but it is also lost in danger.

"Really, I truly want to know what is down there... but survival is paramount." Chen Beixun glanced at the floor, then stepped onto the Gold Cloud Shuttle and left.

The sounds did not stop because Chen Beixun left; it was as if they had been fitted with a tracker, lingering constantly in his ears. Consequently, Chen Beixun became even more guarded, his nerves pulled taut like a string.

As Chen Beixun moved further away, the sounds in his ears became clearer, yet he still could not understand their meaning.

"What on earth is it?!" Chen Beixun looked back from time to time, his eyes filled with reluctance. He felt as if a breath was stifled in his chest, unable to be released.

Flying through the air, Chen Beixun suddenly stopped. He craved, he craved an answer; the feeling was like a bone stuck in his throat.

Chen Beixun hesitated.

To go or not to go, there were only two choices.

Boundless emotions spread through Chen Beixun, preventing him from thinking rationally. Under the impact of these aggressive emotions, he made a choice—he chose the former.

This might be a terrifying decision that he would regret, or it might be the right one.

If he chose the latter, perhaps every time he looked back on this moment, he would feel deep, heartfelt regret for his own cowardice.

Success or failure is determined by heaven—

After pondering for a moment, Chen Beixun turned back.

The closer he got, the more he felt the tremors.

"The ground is shaking!" Chen Beixun couldn't help but slow down, mentally preparing himself to fight or flee at any moment.

In the distance—

A sudden change occurred!

A tornado rose from the ground, howling to the heavens, as if something hair-raising was about to be born!

The metallic ground churned and rippled like ocean waves, yet unlike waves, it consisted of countless metallic cubes packed tightly together, rising and falling in a chaotic, disordered rhythm.

Chen Beixun narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distance. He understood that he had to prepare a contingency plan to ensure he could protect himself when facing those hidden, peculiar dangers.

"Go!" Chen Beixun stepped onto the Gold Cloud Shuttle and tore through the air.

For some reason, the scene before him left him feeling uneasy, yet it contradicted the burning desire within his heart—a profound contradiction.

"Almost there!" Chen Beixun pushed forward with great difficulty, bracing against the immense suction of the tornado.

He seemed so desperate to uncover the meaning behind those sounds that he had forgotten himself entirely.

For a moment, Chen Beixun became uncharacteristically clumsy and reckless. Aside from his recklessness toward An Changyan and his clumsiness displayed before Qishan, such behavior was otherwise impossible.

"Faster! Faster!" Chen Beixun couldn't help but shout, but under these conditions, his voice sounded strange and stiff, as if he were a novice struggling with a foreign language.

"To the right!" Qishan called out.

Chen Beixun trusted him implicitly and veered to the right.

Instantly, they broke free from the range of the tornado.

"The trajectory of that tornado is very strange. I've managed to analyze it through calculations," Qishan said.

Chen Beixun: "So that's why you told me to go right."

Qishan was silent for a moment before saying, "Yes. Now that we are out of the tornado's reach, I... I want to ask you one more time: are you sure you want to explore and decipher that sound?"

Qishan was beginning to doubt Chen Beixun's mental state; he certainly did not want Chen Beixun to die here.

Chen Beixun fell silent. After thinking for a while, he laid out the entire situation.

"A soul?" Qishan asked, startled.

The path of the soul was mysterious by nature.

Qishan pondered for a moment and said, "It might be some kind of inheritance. Because you cultivate the Twilight Art, it may have triggered a resonance."

Chen Beixun nodded slightly. He suddenly remembered Li Di saying that the Immortals monitored the entire World Lord World. If there truly was an inheritance, and he were to obtain it, wouldn't he be forced to hand it over?

Furthermore, the situation here might already be known to the Immortals.

Regarding this, Chen Beixun explained his concerns to Qishan.

Qishan told him not to worry, noting that they would at least leave him some scraps to survive on.

Chen Beixun sighed, then continued to press forward to investigate.

Three hours later.

Beside a collapsed pillar, Chen Beixun discovered a gap that was slowly opening, just wide enough to see what lay beneath the metallic floor.

He squinted, first probing with his telekinetic power, and discovered that there was a space below—and it was absurdly large!

"This..." Chen Beixun was both happy and helpless; the gap was too small, measuring only eight centimeters.

"I'll just have to wait," Chen Beixun said, glancing at the raging tornado in the distance with a smile. "With such terrifying power, not many people would dare to come here."

Chen Beixun then took out three spatial rings—the ones he had taken from the three people he killed at the Slanted Axe Tower.

"This is!" Chen Beixun had barely begun inspecting the first one when he made a massive haul.

Six Life Fruits! And an E6-grade light weapon.

E6-grade items were not allowed to be brought into the World Lord World, so there was only one possibility: they had been obtained within the World Lord World itself.

"Phew! Thank goodness! Thank goodness!" Chen Beixun patted his chest and let out a breath. "It was the right call to strike immediately back then!"

At the time, those three had clearly hesitated.

"Did they kill too many and fear attracting the attention of other factions?" Chen Beixun recalled the situation.

Under normal circumstances, one should always strike immediately—the faster, the better!

Hesitation leads to defeat! But being reckless can also lead to a free gift for the enemy!

Chen Beixun checked the remaining two spatial rings as well.

The treasures were indeed numerous, confirming that these three had frequently intercepted and killed adventurers from other factions.

"Even the best horse stumbles. You three really fell into my hands," Chen Beixun said with a faint smile.

Perhaps this was karma. They had killed too much and plundered too much. Evil had taken root in their hearts, and they didn't know when to stop; and even if they didn't stop, they weren't even decisive!