"I know a little," Zhou Yan asked, "You also sensed something different."
"Your perception is also quite good, tell me your feelings," Li Chungang asked.
"The demigods below should not be human. I can feel a powerful demonic energy. They should be powerful demons," Zhou Yan said his opinion.
"It seems someone is planning something. Attracting so many people here, there might be an even bigger conspiracy," Li Chungang said his opinion.
"This person must have his own purpose. We'll know once we go down. With so many people, his true colors will be revealed sooner or later."
Zhou Yan and the others headed towards the entrance.
Once the entrance was opened, countless people rushed towards the massive light in the sky.
Only those above the seventy-third layer of Martial Dao could fly in; those with insufficient strength did not even have the qualification to enter.
The use of any items was prohibited here. Apart from those with flying martial skills, wings, or flying mounts, all others with lower strength were left behind.
The entrance was a thousand meters above the sky, forming a giant gate of light, like a heavenly gate, immense. Figures continuously poured in.
Zhou Yan, holding Xiao Zhao and Zhao Min by his sides, flew into the gate of light.
Li Chungang also transformed into a streak of light and rushed into the gate of light.
The world changed, as if descending into another realm. Spiritual energy permeated the air, and countless immortal palaces and structures were scattered across towering mountains. It was hard to imagine this was a tomb of the dead; it was more like an immortal's mansion of a powerful being.
To create such a vast space required immense skill, something beyond the reach of ordinary people. The mastery of materials and formation arrays alone presented a monumental challenge.
"It's like a world. As a demigod, could you create a place like this?" Zhou Yan looked at Li Chungang.
"This has nothing to do with strength or realm. Only a Formation Master of the Divine Connection realm can arrange such a thing. I can break immortal gates with a single sword, but creating such a place is beyond my capabilities," Li Chungang replied.
"This place, though seemingly filled with immortal light and vitality, is fraught with hidden dangers. Is this an immortal's mansion used to conceal true demonic energy? Why would they bother..."
As they continued forward, other powerhouses also landed. It wasn't that they didn't want to fly, but they couldn't. There was a formation array that prevented them from flying.
The demigod of the demon race had built immortal palaces above, with countless immortal structures scattered around, secretly concealing massive killing formations. It all looked like a deliberate lure to attract attention.
"It's spiritual medicine, so much spiritual medicine!"
"My heavens, all nine-star spiritual medicine, we're rich!"
"It's all mine, all of you, get out of the way!"
"You say it's yours, and it's yours? I say this tomb is my ancestor's tomb. All of you, get out of the way."
Ahead, a field of spiritual plants appeared, glowing like fire, emitting a crystal-clear divine light. This was a sign of extremely concentrated spiritual energy, rarely seen in the outside world, and only heard of in legends.
Within the field, countless high-grade medicinal herbs, difficult to find in the outside world, were planted. Each herb's age was enough to drive people mad. These spiritual medicines had reached the nine-star level, and even a few seemed to have undergone a metamorphosis, pulsating with life.
"Whoa, are those spiritual medicines about to condense spirit? Are they really going to become spirits? They're full of life, like nascent spiritual embryos."
Countless powerhouses were astonished, gazing at the spiritual medicines with greed. Each herb was enough to drive people insane, rare and precious medicines that could bring the dead back to life, heal flesh and bones, and even extend lifespan.
These were true immortal spiritual medicines, priceless, difficult to acquire even with spirit coins, and considered rare treasures in the outside world. Yet here, they were everywhere, numbering at least several thousand.
"Lord, hurry and snatch them, or they'll be gone!" Xiao Zhao quickly reminded him.
"So much spiritual medicine! I wonder how much time has passed here, it's truly astonishing," Zhao Min was also very surprised.
"Don't rush," Li Chungang didn't charge forward, apparently sensing something was amiss.
"Let's go," Zhou Yan didn't stop.
"What? Go?" Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao were first stunned, then asked, "Is this a trap?"
"There is indeed a spiritual field here, but it's not here. Do you think the other party would be so foolish as to place the spiritual field in such a conspicuous location?"
"This is merely a reflection, though it is very real, projected by a formation array. Therefore, in some place, there must be a true location of spiritual medicine."
Zhou Yan explained to the two women.
"The owner of this tomb is too wicked, he's doing this on purpose," Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao said.
Those who entered all saw the spiritual field ahead, and immediately began to fight, skills flying, energy scattering everywhere. Countless violent spiritual powers filled the surroundings, creating a terrifying energy storm.
Countless powerhouses died on the path to snatching the spiritual medicines, with severed limbs and shattered bodies, a horrific sight.
"The people who broke the formation earlier are not here either," Xiao Zhao looked around, not seeing the people from before.
"They were able to break the formation, which means they saw something was wrong and naturally wouldn't stay long. Only those who were deceived are still fighting. Truly intelligent people have already discovered the anomaly."
Looking around, most people were fighting for the spiritual medicines, while some had already headed towards the palaces on the mountain.
"Which way do we go?" There were too many mountains, and each one looked similar. They had no idea where the treasures were.
"Let's go to the side," Li Chungang pointed to the shortest peak on the very edge, which had nothing on it.
"Huh? No way, Sword God, there's nothing here! It's better to go to the center, where spiritual energy forms phoenixes and palaces are built high, looking extraordinary with countless treasures. It's the center of the entire hall. Why would you choose such a short peak?"
Xiao Zhao and Zhao Min were very confused. That place looked ordinary and unremarkable, a place seemingly forgotten by everyone, with no structures at all.
"Look at these hundreds of mountain peaks, each with its own exquisite pavilions and glazed palaces, shimmering with alluring light. Only this peak is the shortest and most unremarkable."
"And there's nothing on it, making it unappealing. Doesn't that seem strange?" Li Chungang replied.
"The stranger a place is, the more suspicious it makes one. Let's go this way. I also feel this is the true direction to the treasure."
Zhou Yan determined the direction, and everyone headed towards the shortest peak.
"Hey, hey, wait for me," a familiar voice called from behind.
"Who is it again? Haven't you been beaten to death yet?" Zhou Yan chuckled.
"Why would you choose this place?" Qian Shun asked curiously.
"I'm not telling you," Zhou Yan replied.
"This is indeed the correct entrance," Qian Shun said.
"You've been following behind for so long, just waiting for us to make a choice."
"You can't say that. Who told you not to cooperate with me?"