223: Chapter 224 Bronze Gate Seal! Thirty Times Gravity! True Dragon Blood Pool, the Ultimate Opportunity for Transformation

The moment Lin Qi stepped through the crack in the door, a dull rumbling sound came from behind him.

The hundred-zhang tall bronze door began to close.

It was not moving fast, but it carried an irresistible force that no one could stop.

The blood-red glow of the exotic beast totems on the door dimmed one by one, extinguishing in succession.

Boom!

With a final loud bang, the bronze door closed completely. The crack vanished entirely, leaving not even enough space to slide a single hair through. The light, sound, and aura from the outside were all completely cut off.

Outside the door, Xiao Kuangyun crawled out from a pile of rubble. The hurricane that had just erupted from the crack in the door had sent him flying dozens of meters away, his back slamming into a collapsed stone pillar, nearly breaking his waist.

Gritting his teeth, he stood up and limped toward the tightly shut bronze door.

The totems on the door were completely dim, looking exactly as they had before, as if they had never been opened.

Han Qianchi also rolled up from the ground, the wet patch on his crotch already half-dry. In his hand, he tightly clutched a blood-stained piece of parchment—the draft of the IOU he had written with his own hands.

"Did he go in?" Han Qianchi's voice trembled.

Xiao Kuangyun stared at the tightly shut door, his expression ugly to the extreme. His thoughts were complex.

On one hand, he desperately wished for this Blank Slate monster to die inside. If that happened, the IOU would be worthless, and he wouldn't have to go back and be skinned and gutted by his old man.

On the other hand, he was afraid that this monster might actually die in there. If it died, who would let them out? This was the bottom layer of the Dragon Tomb, with twenty times gravity; they couldn't even tell which way was which.

"If he can't come out..." a young master from a minor Family trembled as he spoke.

"Shut up!" Xiao Kuangyun growled.

That young master shrank his neck in fear. Xiao Kuangyun didn't want to admit it, but he knew clearly in his heart—the lives of this group of people were now entirely tied to that Blank Slate.

How ironic. A Prodigy with a dignified S-rank profession, yet his life and death were actually held in the hands of a Blank Slate with all attributes at 5.

Meanwhile, far away at the monitoring center of the Cloud Top Palace in Tianhai City, Old Mo was dozing off in front of the control console, his reading glasses crooked on the bridge of his nose, and drool covering the table.

Hum! The waveform chart on the monitor suddenly spiked.

A pure and domineering Law fluctuation pierced through the layers of shielding of the Dragon Tomb sub-space, directly slamming into the receiving end of the monitor. All the display screens on the console turned a blinding blood-red, and the alarm sounded throughout the entire floor.

Old Mo jumped up from his chair with a start, his reading glasses flying off and hitting the wall. He rushed to the main screen in two steps, staring fixedly at that violent waveform curve.

He had seen the energy signature of this fluctuation before. To be precise, he had seen similar descriptions in dozens of ancient legend books from the old era. It was the Law resonance of true dragon relic blood. A purity so high it was inconceivable.

"Good heavens!" Old Mo's voice cracked. He grabbed the collar of the technician next to him, his eyes bloodshot. "Do you know what this is? The core of the ancient altar has been activated! That kid pried open the Seal in the deepest part of the Dragon Tomb!"

The technician was dizzy from being shaken. After letting go, Old Mo braced his hands on the control console, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. It wasn't fear, but academic excitement.

The entire Federation had existed for hundreds of years, and no one had ever touched the core of the Dragon Tomb. Those digitized professionals, relying on their System panels to run rampant, couldn't even make a dent in the outer perimeter of the Dragon Tomb.

Now, a Blank Slate with all attributes at 5 had used the most primitive, brute physical force to push open that door which had been sealed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.

Old Mo's eyes felt a bit sore, and he kept muttering the same sentence. "Unprecedented... This path, it is truly unprecedented..."

On the other side of Tianhai City, in the underground vault of Huichun Hall, Zhang Wei was lying on a box of gold bars, holding his terminal and repeatedly refreshing that astronomical balance.

688.6 billion Federation Credits. Usually, just looking at this number would make him laugh out loud, but today he couldn't laugh.

Communication with the Dragon Tomb had been cut off for several hours, and the last message received was that Lin Qi had entered the bottom core area. After that, there was nothing. He flipped the terminal over and over, but the signal bar on the screen remained empty.

"Brother Qi... please don't let anything happen to you..." Zhang Wei slid down from the gold bars, pressed his hands together, and bowed toward the ceiling.

"If you come back, the victory banquet is on me. The biggest restaurant in all of Tianhai City, feast to your heart's content. All branches of Huichun Hall will hang banners for you." He bowed again.

"If you don't come back... how am I supposed to spend these 688 billion? I can't spend it all by myself, Brother Qi!"

Inside the door, Lin Qi stood still and looked around. The bronze door behind him had turned into a seamless copper wall, not even a crack could be seen.

He couldn't get out. But he didn't care at all.

The gravity under his feet had changed, significantly heavier than outside, jumping directly from twenty times to thirty times. He pressed down with his soles, and two shallow footprints were pressed into the bluestone slab under his shoes.

Under thirty times gravity, his bones and muscles were under immense pressure, but his Indestructible Golden Body Foundation held up. It was strenuous, but he could move.

The air was also wrong. Outside, the Dragon Tomb was filled with dark red mist, but after entering this door, the air became exceptionally heavy, and every breath felt like something was drilling into his body through his nasal cavity.

It wasn't mist, but highly liquefied high-dimensional Law fragments. These fragments were almost invisible to the naked eye, but his Martial Intent Insight constantly fed back information—every single fragment carried the aura of an ancient true dragon.

The Golden Body Foundation within his body came alive, and the dark golden patterns deep within his bones began to vibrate spontaneously, emitting a low hum. Every inch of bone, every meridian, and every muscle was desperately absorbing the free-floating Law fragments in the air.

Not enough, far from enough. But at least it proved he was in the right direction.

Lin Qi looked up toward the center of the great hall, his eyes locking on the spot. On the floor in the very center of the hall was a huge groove, over dozens of meters in diameter, with a depth that couldn't be seen to the bottom.

The groove was mostly dried up, with layers of crystallized dark golden scabs remaining on the inner walls. But there was still something at the very bottom of the groove. A layer of viscous liquid was slowly flowing. It was dark golden, so blinding that he could barely open his eyes.

That extremely pure true dragon aura was emanating from this pool of liquid.

Lin Qi's brain raced. The true dragon relic blood on the Blood Sacrifice Altar outside had been diluted by the System data who knows how many times, and even that stuff had nearly caused a backlash that would have ruptured his meridians.

What was before him was the most primitive, ancient true dragon relic blood that had not undergone any dilution. The energy density of a single drop was worth the entire Blood Sacrifice Altar outside.

The ultimate Opportunity for the Indestructible Golden Body, perhaps even allowing him to directly touch a higher Realm of blood replacement. It was all here.

Lin Qi's heartbeat accelerated sharply, the speed of his blood flow surged, and the temperature on his body surface climbed visibly. His body was screaming at him to jump down, soak in it, and swallow it.

Forcing down the surging Qi and blood in his body, he walked step by step toward the edge of the groove. Every step under thirty times gravity was immensely heavy, but his pace was extremely steady.

He walked to the edge and crouched down, looking down at the layer of dark golden liquid at the bottom of the pool. A heatwave rushed toward his face, hot enough to curl his eyebrows.

Lin Qi stared at the True Dragon Blood Pool that radiated an aura of both destruction and rebirth, his mouth slowly curling into a grin.

"Using the blood of a true dragon, I shall forge my Indestructible Golden Body."

He stood up and stretched his neck, his joints cracking and popping. "Today, I am going to be reborn."