This is the treasure of the ancient clan. Outsiders cannot understand and control it. Only the Ancient God bloodline can activate it.
A wisp of pure Ancient God breath overflowed from Luo Chuan's fingertips, imprinted on two pieces of Ancient Breath Leaf, and then carefully put them into the storage space.
This treasure is of infinite use to him. At critical moments, its power is not inferior to the secret technique of immobilization!
Putting away Ancient Breath Leaf, Luo Chuan raised his eyes to look at the two thousand-foot dark red tomb platform in mid-air. His figure flashed and he stood firmly on the tomb platform.
"The second-level tomb platform recorded in the original book should be this object, but I don't know what the real mystery is..."
Luo Chuan frowned slightly, squatted down, and lightly stroked the surface of the tomb with his fingertips, exploring it carefully.
After a moment, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he had already discovered the secret.
The dark red material on the surface of this tomb platform looks like stains of dried blood, but there are countless fine runes engraved on it!
Luo Chuan can understand these runes at a glance.
It is the digital mark that appears between the eyebrows of all the monks who break into this place!
Luo Chuan clearly remembers that when everyone was fighting for the tomb, even if the fallen monk's body was shattered and his soul was destroyed, the digital mark between the eyebrows would not dissipate, but would turn into runes and float in the void.
At that time, he had not understood the key points, but now when he faced the tomb directly, all his doubts suddenly became clear.
"Those digital runes, when integrated into the tomb, can advance its grade..."
Luo Chuan whispered to himself, lowering his head and scanning the surface of the tomb. At this moment, there were 589 rune marks engraved on it.
In this secret realm of the ancient tomb, more than a dozen monks had died before. After their deaths, the digital marks between their eyebrows turned into faintly visible runes, floating between heaven and earth.
Luo Chuan stood up again, with one hand behind his back, his eyes swept across the entire tomb indifferently, and his tone was calm. "Ancient formation? I want to see what this formation can do to me."
After the words fell, Luo Chuan slowly raised his hands to his chest, his index finger and thumb touched each other, forming a Dao Ancient simple diamond-shaped seal. He silently recited the ancient mantra, and a dazzling golden beam of light suddenly erupted from his fingertips.
The beam of light shot straight into the sky, and the majestic Ancient God Power swept across the entire altar mountain in an instant. The layers of restrictions covering this place were all shattered and annihilated under this brute force.
The moment the restriction collapsed, the entire mountaintop began to tremble violently, and even more powerful and violent energy, like a surging stormy sea, spread crazily towards the surrounding areas.
"This person actually used brute force to break the ban. Who is he?"
"It's Kongnie level master... I didn't expect him to have such powerful means, it's really shocking!"
"No matter who he is, as long as he breaks the restriction, we will take the opportunity to snatch the treasure!"
The monks in the dark were all shocked by this scene, and they all talked in lowered voices, their eyes full of shock and greed.
Mystic Sound Dao Sovereign, who was not far away, had his eyes firmly locked on Luo Chuan. His long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of surprise and fear flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice:
"This man is actually proficient in such an unpredictable formation... Judging from the origin of this formation, it should be the long-lost Ancient God formation."
What Luo Chuan is activating at this moment is the original array inherited by Eight-Star Ancient God Tu Si.
Coupled with the blessing of the system, his understanding and control of the Dao of Formation have long surpassed the past and present. Even the veteran Void Profound from outside the world is far behind him in terms of character and attainments in the Dao of Formation.
But from beginning to end, Luo Chuan never paid attention to the suspicion and prying eyes of the monks around him. His figure flickered and disappeared directly out of thin air.
Before everyone around them came to their senses, the entire space began to tremble violently, and layers of ripples appeared in the void.
I saw the dark red tomb, the moment Luo Chuan disappeared, it madly devoured all the runes he had just condensed with the formation. The whole body roared and shook violently, and the golden light suddenly broke out and spread out in all directions.
A deafening loud noise swept across the world, and the sound waves spread like thunder. After absorbing all the runes, the tomb, which was originally eight thousand feet in size, expanded crazily in size at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Eight thousand two hundred feet!
Eight thousand four hundred feet!
It skyrocketed all the way up to nine thousand feet!
The nine-level tomb platform is completely formed!
The moment the tomb platform rose to the ninth level, the bright golden light on the body disappeared in an instant, and the whole body became simple and unpretentious, without any color.
But the shock that followed was several times more violent than before.
Luo Chuan's body was like electricity. He stepped out immediately and stood firmly on the top of the nine-step tomb platform. The aura around his body was integrated with the tomb platform.
Witnessing the emergence of the nine-step tomb platform, the expressions of all the monks in the audience changed drastically. They were dumbfounded and could not believe that someone could forcefully deduce the mystery of the nine-step tomb platform in this ancient tomb.
Just when the whole place was in an uproar, a very familiar figure suddenly tore through the void and appeared. This person was dressed in a red robe, with long red hair hanging freely, but at this moment, the aura around him was sluggish, and he could not hide the signs of serious injuries.
Demon God Tuo Sen's eyes were red and he stared at Luo Chuan on the tomb. He gritted his teeth and roared with overwhelming hatred, word by word. "It's you...Luo Chuan kid!"
Tuosen roared angrily, and was about to urge the remaining Demon Power to rush forward, but his expression suddenly changed drastically, and his forward figure suddenly froze, and he dodged crazily to the side without hesitation.
Luo Chuan also looked at Tuosen's position, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Demon God Tuo Sen?"
I saw a huge roar suddenly erupting in the endless void in front of Tuosen, and a huge arm that covered the sky and the sun suddenly protruded from the sea of fog.
The giant arm slapped hard with the power of destroying the world and swept past Tuosen's body.
Even though it had not directly touched the physical body, the violent air wave caused by the passing of the giant arm still hit Tuosen hard.
With his unparalleled strength as a demon god, he was hit by this air wave and his body was instantly rolled backwards. The corners of his mouth were bloodshot and he was in a miserable state.
Tuosen It took a lot of effort to stabilize his body, and he looked up at the giant arm that was flying away. The demon god, who had always been fearless, had a rare look of extreme horror in his eyes.
That giant arm carried endless roars and swept straight across the territory of the ancient tomb, heading straight to the direction of the eighth map and crushing it.
At the same time, in the first map of the ancient tomb, there was also a huge arm protruding from the depths of the fog sea, roaring and sweeping across everything.
Dozens of monks who were stranded here were running away in a hurry in the mist.
But the next second, their ears were completely occupied by the soul-shattering roar, and before they could make any reaction, the giant arm crashed past them.
The shrill screams were completely swallowed up by the endless roar in an instant, and no trace was heard.
After the giant arm swept across, these dozens of monks all fell, and the tomb platform under their feet was shattered and annihilated, leaving no bones.