As for what was happening outside, Ye Lin naturally had no time to care. At this moment, he had already arrived in the secret chamber shown in the image.
Before him stood a massive stone door.
Ye Lin reached out and pressed against it, but the towering stone door did not budge.
Seeing this, Ye Lin walked to the side and smashed the vase beside it with a palm strike.
The vase shattered, and the stone door before him began to slowly turn. At last, a pitch-black passage appeared before Ye Lin.
After glancing around, Ye Lin walked straight into the dark opening.
Beneath his feet stretched a long corridor. After passing through it, he arrived in a small space.
The space was tiny, but at its very front sat a great cauldron.
This cauldron was the one from the image.
It was a Dao Artifact—the Eight Wastelands Qi-Devouring Cauldron.
Ye Lin placed his right hand on the Eight Wastelands Qi-Devouring Cauldron. In the blink of an eye, it had been stored inside his Spatial Ring.
Ye Lin then turned and left.
Other than the Eight Wastelands Qi-Devouring Cauldron, there was nothing else here.
Another Dao Artifact had been added to his collection.
Naturally, Ye Lin was in high spirits.
As he walked, Ye Lin suddenly came to a stop.
"What dense yin energy."
Ye Lin stared at the wall on his right and muttered to himself.
Turning around, he placed his hand against the wall, immediately feeling something wet and clammy.
"Yin energy condensed into water?"
Looking at the purple liquid on his hand, Ye Lin struck out with a palm. The wall before him collapsed at once.
On the other side of the wall lay a coffin.
"A coffin? Could it be some mighty demon?"
Filled with doubt,