PNB Chapter 1908 You've Arrived
Chapter 1908 You've Arrived
Mingchuan did not answer immediately.
His attention was mostly focused on the Star Pivot Token in his hand.
Since entering the area of the ruins shrouded in a gray-blue light, although the token remained silent and its surface did not shimmer, he could clearly sense that the vast, star-like power of order within the token was pulsating at an extremely slow, breathing-like rhythm.
It is not asleep.
Instead, it's about...listening.
“This site is related to the gatekeeper,” Mingchuan said in a deep voice. “And it’s of a very high level, at least no less than the seventh observation station that Master discovered.”
He paused, his gaze drifting to the dark, seemingly endless corridors deep within the palace, and further still, to the faint blue light emanating from the top of the pyramid, visible through the broken dome.
"I plan to go in and investigate."
"What?!" Everyone exclaimed almost in unison.
“In your current state, you can barely walk, so what’s the point of exploring?” Master Lingxu was the first to object, his tone stern. “There’s a limit to fooling around!”
“Senior, I’m not being stubborn.” Mingchuan shook his head, his tone calm but firm.
"The fact that the Star Pivot Token is reacting here suggests that this place might hold information related to the Gatekeeper, or even clues to another token. We're trapped here now, with two enemies watching us from the outside. Can we recover as quickly as they do?"
"Instead of passively waiting to die, we should take the initiative. This ruin is relatively friendly to us, but it is an insurmountable barrier for them. If we can find something here, even if it is just a safe escape route or a temporary access to the restricted access, we will have a chance to turn the tide."
He looked at everyone and said, slowly and deliberately, "I don't want to miss this opportunity."
A moment of silence.
“I’ll go with you.” Ye Chuhan was the first to step forward, his usual carefree demeanor completely gone.
“My dad is stronger than you now, I’ll be your henchman.”
“I’ll go too,” Lin Ruowei said in a deep voice. “My sword intent has just broken through, and I need to verify it in actual combat.”
"Count me in," Chu Huai said.
Mu Yaoyao didn't say anything, but she had already stood beside Mingchuan, her attitude clear.
Master Lingxu looked at the group of young people, wanting to refute them again, but the words he spoke turned into a sigh.
“…Be careful.” He patted Mingchuan on the shoulder. “I’ll keep watch outside for you, and also keep an eye on those two old geezers.”
"Thank you, senior." Mingchuan nodded solemnly.
He turned to Jinman: "I'll leave the sect to you. Keep the formation at minimum energy consumption and don't do anything that might cause the ruins' restrictions to misjudge. In case... in case we don't come back, or those two groups outside go crazy and try to force their way in, you lead everyone to retreat deeper into the ruins. Don't fight them head-on."
Jinman was silent for a moment, then nodded, her voice low: "Come back alive."
"Will do."
Mingchuan took a deep breath and, without further delay, led Ye Chuhan, Lin Ruowei, Chu Huai, Mu Yaoyao, and Axiong, who insisted on following, a group of six, and quietly left the Wanchuan Sect space, stepping into this ancient and mysterious palace ruins.
The moment they stepped into the palace grounds, everyone felt an omnipresent, strange pressure.
The ground beneath my feet was not rock or brick, but a warm, translucent, deep blue crystal, covered with a thin layer of grayish-blue dust that looked like solidified starlight.
With each step, a tiny fluorescent glow would emanate from the soles of the feet, only to dissipate after a short while.
An indescribable atmosphere filled the air.
It was neither spiritual energy nor malevolent energy, but rather a kind of... vast, ancient, and endlessly lonely tranquility.
It's like a nebula forgotten in a corner of the universe, spinning alone for billions of years.
"The energy here... cannot be absorbed."
Ye Chuhan frowned and tried to circulate his cultivation technique, but found that the surrounding energy was like solidified amber, and he could not enter his meridians at all. "I can only use my own reserves."
"Therefore, try to conserve your spiritual energy as much as possible."
Mingchuan walked at the front, holding the Star Pivot Token in his hand, following the faint pulse he sensed, and advanced deeper into the palace. "Every bit of energy here could be part of a restriction. Absorbing it rashly could lead to anything."
Upon hearing this, everyone became even more cautious.
The interior of the palace was far larger than what could be seen from the outside.
The group walked through corridors, halls, and staircases, passing buildings of the same style.
Tall, spacious, with simple yet powerful lines, it has no elaborate carvings, only occasional, blurred star map engravings on the walls and pillars.
No remains or artifacts were found.
It was as if everything had been calmly taken away by the original owner before this ruin was abandoned.
"What kind of place is this?" Ah Xiong muttered to himself. "It looks quite grand, but it's empty like a house being moved into."
“Perhaps it’s not a relocation,” Lin Ruowei suddenly spoke, her sword intent perception being the most acute. “Have you all sensed… that the emptiness here isn’t abandoned, but rather complete?”
"Completed?" Chu Huai asked, puzzled.
“It’s like… after a long ceremony or mission, all the participants quietly depart, leaving this empty hall as a testament.” Lin Ruowei paused. “My sword intent is quiet here. It’s not suppression, it’s… respect.”
tribute.
This word silenced everyone for a few seconds.
Just then, Mingchuan suddenly stopped.
Ahead, at the end of the corridor, lay a vast space far larger than any of the previous halls.
That was a main hall.
The dome of the main hall is immeasurably high, hidden in a gray-blue mist.
The four walls are not solid, but are made up of countless tiny, honeycomb-like hexagonal crystal mirrors, which are strikingly similar to the interior of the seventh observation station described by Ye Yan!
In the center of the main hall, there were neither the twelve surrounding crystal pillars nor the chaotic mist.
There is only one stone platform.
A stone platform carved entirely from deep blue crystal, its surface shimmering with faint starlight.
Above the stone platform, a...
Token.
It is not the Star Pivot Order.
It was a token that was a deep sea blue color and had countless flowing water patterns and wave patterns engraved on its surface.
At this moment, it is quietly suspended in the center of the stone platform, slowly rotating, emitting a soft and tranquil blue light.
Beneath the token, on the surface of the stone platform, was engraved a line of extremely fine and faint ancient immortal script, as if it might dissipate at any moment.
Mingchuan focused intently, his heart suddenly racing.
"The Abyss of the Mysterious Water, the seventh gatekeeper, Cangming... guards this place, awaiting those who come."
The seventh gatekeeper.
Cangming.
Mysterious Water.
Chu Huai's eyes widened suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at the watery aura around him that had not yet completely subsided.
At that moment, the Star Pivot Command suddenly trembled slightly on its own.
hum-
A gentle, resonant ripple, like the sound of old friends reuniting, emanated from the Star Pivot Token, echoing the suspended Azure Sea Token.
The azure blue sea caused the spinning speed to pause slightly.
The next moment, an aged, weary voice, yet tinged with a faint sense of satisfaction, slowly echoed in the empty main hall:
"Order...you've arrived."
"It's much earlier than I expected."