"Young friend, please enter. This is our Hall's treasure vault. No one can enter without the token in your hand."
The Hall of Souls expert led Mo Shang to the stone gate. Looking at the heavy, tightly shut gate, he turned to address Mo Shang behind him.
Mo Shang glanced at the pitch-black jade tablet in his hand, a trace of surprise in his eyes. Then he nodded without saying anything more.
Mo Shang stepped forward slowly until he stood before the heavy stone gate, then pressed his palm against it to examine it carefully.
Surging spatial force powered the formation, sealing the stone gate firmly shut. Even Dou Zun-level strength could not blast it open by force.
Beside the stone gate was a recess exactly the size of the token in Mo Shang's hand.
Mo Shang looked back at the Hall of Souls expert behind him. The man waved him forward, then pointed at the recess.
Mo Shang nodded slightly and placed the pitch-black jade tablet into the recess.
As the jade tablet given to him by the Eighth Heavenly Venerate slid into the recess, a special energy burst from it and entered the stone gate.
Mo Shang immediately sensed the spatial force within the formation being steadily untangled, flowing neatly toward either side.
Rumble!
Crack!
Then, before Mo Shang's eyes, the heavy stone gate that even a Dou Zun expert could not force open slowly opened.
The Eighth Heavenly Venerate had instructed that Mo Shang could take whatever resources he wanted from the treasure vault during this period.
Thus, the Hall of Souls expert behind him did not follow him inside. He merely gestured to Mo Shang and remained where he was.
Seeing this, Mo Shang dispensed with further pleasantries and stepped into the treasure vault.
Once he