Entrance to the Legacy of a God

Huo Yuhao walked in the direction he pointed, and the team immediately followed. Their footsteps sounded especially clear in the deathly silent forest. They tracked the brightest energy line extending from the formation and finally stopped before an enormous wall of ice.

Beneath the ice wall, they could vaguely make out the entrance to a cave completely sealed by ice and snow.

"Found it! This is the place!"

"The entrance is inside!"

Tu Feng excitedly stepped forward. Soul power surged through his body, and a blazing aura had already ignited across his massive battleaxe.

"Move aside! I'll split it open with one swing!" he roared, raising his thickly muscled arm high.

"Stop."

Huo Yuhao's voice was quiet, but it was like a basin of icy water that instantly extinguished Tu Feng's enthusiasm.

Tu Feng froze mid-motion and turned back in confusion. "Sir Advisor?"

"Are you trying to blow this place up?" Huo Yuhao's tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable chill. "What you're standing on is an 'external circuit' of the main system. Have you considered what would happen if your axe caused an energy overload?"

He paused and swept his gaze over the crowd, whose faces had turned pale at his words.

"The best-case scenario is that the entire formation system collapses, burying us here forever. The worst-case scenario is an energy backflow that detonates the core. Nothing would survive within a hundred miles."

Sharp inhales rose one after another.

Tu Feng broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly put away his battleaxe and took two steps back, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Then... what do we do? We can't just stand here and watch, can we?" one team member asked softly.

"Exactly! This ice looks harder than black iron. There's no way to get through it!"

Vice Dean Mo Li stepped forward as well. He held a soul-tool detector against the ice wall and scanned it for a long while before finally shaking his head helplessly. "No. The ice layer is too thick, and the energy field inside is chaotic. My instrument can't analyze its structure at all, so I can't find a weak point."

Everyone was stumped, and the atmosphere fell into another deadlock.

Huo Yuhao walked up to the ice wall, extended his hand, and gently pressed it against the surface.

An icy sensation traveled into his palm.

Yet within his [Thought Palace], the entire ice wall was instantly deconstructed into countless data models. The arrangement of the ice crystals, the internal energy flow, the distribution of stress... everything transformed into clearly visible streams of data.

[Analyzing frozen structure...]

[7 high-stress nodes detected...]

[Calculating resonance frequency...]

[Weakest node locked: coordinates (3.1, -1.7), depth 1.2 meters.]

[Optimal solution generated: a 177 Hz spiritual power resonance can trigger a chain collapse of the crystal structure at this node.]

"What you call 'brute force' is the least efficient method." Huo Yuhao spoke calmly with his eyes closed. "The true key has never been strength. It is 'frequency.'"

"Frequency?" Mo Li froze. He had heard the word before, but had never imagined it could be used in a situation like this.

Huo Yuhao offered no further explanation.

With his palm against the ice wall, an invisible current of spiritual power silently penetrated inward at an exceedingly precise frequency.

"Buzz..."

An almost imperceptible vibration came from within the ice wall.

At first, no one noticed.

But soon, someone cried out.

"Look! What is that?!"

At the point where Huo Yuhao's palm touched, the seemingly indestructible ice layer actually began to... turn to sand!

It did not melt, nor did it shatter. It simply, bizarrely, layer by layer, became the finest white powder and fell away in soft streams!

"Poof—"

Like a punctured balloon, a pitch-black opening silently appeared in the center of the ice wall.

The edges of the opening were incomparably smooth, as though they had been cut by the most precise instrument.

An even denser and more ancient desolate aura than that outside slowly spilled from the opening, mingled with a faint blue glow.

The entire process took less than ten seconds.

Silence.

Deathly silence.

Everyone stood with their mouths agape, staring blankly at the dark opening, then at the young man who still held one hand outstretched.

If activating the formation before had been a miracle, then what was this?

Turning stone into gold? Or making words become reality?

"My god..." Tu Feng swallowed hard. As he looked at Huo Yuhao's back, his expression was no longer one of admiration, but a reverence bordering on worship.

The key!

He was the key from the prophecy!

Mo Li was trembling with excitement, the soul tool in his hand nearly crushed by his grip. "Th-this violates the law of conservation of energy! How did he do it? What principle is this?!"

No one could answer him.

Huo Yuhao slowly withdrew his hand and patted the nonexistent dust from his palm.

"Don't celebrate too soon." He turned around, his voice pulling everyone back to reality from their shock. "The entrance has opened, and the 'security system' inside has probably been activated as well."

He looked into the bottomless cavern, his tone turning grave. "I don't know what's inside either. It could be an opportunity, or it could be a trap. Anyone afraid of dying can stay outside now."

No one moved.

What a joke. They had come this far—who would back down now? Besides, following a consultant who seemed practically immortal gave them an overwhelming sense of security!

Huo Yuhao nodded lightly, seemingly unsurprised by the outcome.

He walked over to Lin Mu. As he brushed past her, his fingers rapidly tapped her arm three times in a particular rhythm.

Lin Mu's body paused almost imperceptibly. Then she raised her head and gave him a slight nod.

Everything was going smoothly.

"Everyone, listen up." Huo Yuhao stood at the cave entrance, his voice carrying across the area. "From this moment on, without my orders, no one is to touch anything carelessly, leave the group on their own, or use large-scale offensive soul skills."

"Remember, we are here to 'maintain' the legacy of the gods, not to 'rob a tomb.' Any disrespectful behavior could anger the ancient will sleeping here."

His words were half-truth and half-bluff, but they struck straight at everyone's hearts.

That's right! A place this incredible definitely had a temper! Messing around here was just asking to die, wasn't it?

"Rest assured, Consultant!" Tu Feng was the first to step forward, holding his battle axe across his chest. "We'll all listen to you! If you tell us to go east, we'll never go west!"

"We will follow the Consultant's command in all things!" The other members echoed him in unison, their voices loud and their morale high.

Huo Yuhao gave a quiet grunt.

He took a deep breath of the cold air spilling from the cavern. Within it lingered a faint but familiar aura of laziness.

Tian Meng, I'm here.

Within the [Thought Palace], every step of the coming plan and every possible accident underwent final deductions and adjustments at a speed beyond imagination.

This would be the most dangerous, and also the most crucial, stage of the entire plan.

He hesitated no longer.

"Move out."