Anyang City!
This was the first place Lin Chuan had come to after leaving the Lin Clan. Here, he had met Song Zheyuan, Wei Wu, and the others, then gone with them to the Beauty Tomb.
His Sharingan swept across the vast city. Finding nothing unusual, Lin Chuan's figure flickered slightly before vanishing. When he reappeared, he was already above the Beauty Tomb.
After finding the entrance, Lin Chuan slowly walked inside.
"My Maha Sutra awakened here. I obtained a branch of the Enlightenment Ancient Tree here as well, and it was here that I soaked in the Myriad Spirits Blood Pool and improved my talent. Looking back now, this place seems to hide far more secrets than I had expected!"
"A place holding such secrets had remained obscure on the Southern Bright Continent for so many years. Had it been overlooked, or deliberately concealed?"
"This place could be called the starting point of my path to rise..."
Lin Chuan walked slowly, his gaze constantly sweeping over the secret places he had visited and experienced before. They had not drawn his attention in the past, but now that he had reached a certain height and seen a different landscape, they seemed increasingly unbelievable.
"At that time, the presidents of the five great academies were still alive. Though they were barely clinging to life, they still failed to discover this place. After all, the sword Moonlit that they had longed for, the sword of the Great Highness, was buried here..."
Lin Chuan took one step after another, questions rising in his mind one by one, until he saw that enormous bronze coffin.
"I'm here!"
Lin Chuan spoke softly, then stepped forward and entered the bronze coffin directly.
Within the vast, empty space, the altar still stood at the center. Everything was