Chapter 770 - 443: The Revived Statue_3
Chapter 770 - 443: The Revived Statue_3
Releasing his consciousness, it took him a few seconds to return to his own body. His mouth twitched in astonishment, and the shock in his eyes was unmistakable. This was undoubtedly the most bizarre trap he had ever encountered, but what intrigued him even more was the red liquid with astonishing teleportation capabilities.
Smirking to himself for a moment, Yan Xiaobao watched as wave after wave of experts entered the room. Mistakenly assuming Yan Xiaobao to be a Saint due to his composed demeanor and persistent silence, no one dared to provoke him.
Yan Xiaobao knew that the Saint had been teleported back to the tomb’s starting point but said nothing. However, each time a group of people disappeared as beams of prismatic light, he observed where they reappeared. Every batch of cultivators was sent back to the tomb’s entrance. From this, he deduced that the Saint would soon return.
When the Saint returned, Yan Xiaobao would no longer be as safe as he was now. Many other families would soon realize that he wasn’t as powerful as they had imagined, and they might take action against him. There was even the possibility that other Saints could attack him.
He could handle the others with ease, but dealing with a Saint, on the other hand, could be especially problematic. While Yan Xiaobao could rely on his current strength to fend off a Saint, it would only be enough to ensure his escape. He had no means of completely defeating a Saint with his current power. On the other hand, if he used Lan Feng’s power, he could easily overpower the Saint, but that would reveal one of his most powerful techniques to everyone else.
Letting out a deep sigh, he decided not to dwell on it any longer. His life was worth more than keeping his strength a secret, and he absolutely would not lose his treasure. If anyone dared to steal it, whether it was a King or a Saint, they would pay the price.
Shifting his focus back to the strange and seemingly random energy patterns in the next room, Yan Xiaobao began contemplating his next move. "Perhaps I should just teleport back to the beginning and take a different path," he thought, though the greed in his eyes remained undiminished. He deeply desired the red liquid that might enable long-distance teleportation.
Observing the room, Yan Xiaobao had countless opportunities to witness other families being teleported away. Before long, he discerned the pattern of the first energy wave. One person would step into the room, and the energy would envelop them. Then, as the energy rapidly peeled away from their body, brilliant beams of light would rain down, and droplets of the red liquid would drench the intruder.
The energy followed no discernable pattern, but it adhered closely to anything moving through the room. When he analyzed the next wave of energy, Yan Xiaobao noticed it behaved similarly, but the beams descended faster than with the previous wave. This room seemed like a test to determine if someone could accelerate fast enough through the waves of energy rather than be teleported away by the array.
Altogether, the room was divided into seven sections of turbulent energy. One had to traverse all seven sections to leave the room. Waiting for the room to run out of red liquid didn’t seem like a viable option either, as a locked-in light beam could potentially become permanent, trapping an unfortunate expert forever.
Watching the ripples in the energy, Yan Xiaobao slowly began channeling Qi through his meridians. The Qi surged in deliberate patterns, gradually activating his Speed Flow and pushing his abilities to their limit. The room demanded speed, and if that were the case, he had to pass through it as fast as possible.
Having mastered Velocity Flow for so many years, he could now execute it with perfect precision. When pushed to its limits, it allowed him to cover vast distances in less than a second. To an extent, it almost seemed like he was teleporting, catapulting himself to far-off locations.
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