The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 773 - 444: Do Your Best_3

"I don’t know when my tomb will be opened. It could be days, years, or even millennia. My tomb may have lost much of its initial power, but even so, I detest people invading my final resting place. I wonder, will it become a grand gathering, a new generation’s entry into this unknown world? I don’t know, but one thing I do know is that I want to have the final say in what happens to my treasures."

"As I said, only I can decide the fate of my vast treasures. You are one very lucky, foolish cultivator. To reach this point, you must have considerable skill, and now I will offer you a choice that others won’t get."

"You should already be familiar with my teleportation liquid. Yes, it’s a liquid that allows a person to teleport from one place to another. I’ve slightly altered the recipe, turning it into a substance no longer requiring ingestion but activating through touch. Perhaps you’ve experienced this in one of my previous chambers. You should know that I’ve done my best to transport as many individuals back to the entrance."

"This drop will not send you to the exit of my tomb; instead, it will teleport you deeper into my tomb. Whether you can reach the innermost part of the tomb depends entirely on your luck. While your skills will be tested, the ability you need most is luck."

"In any case, I’ve said too much. My energy is dissipating, unable to sustain this fragment of my soul here any longer. If we’re fortunate, we might meet again in other parts of the tomb, as my soul is scattered into thousands of fragments, each assigned with a specific task to oversee. Unfortunately, some of them are not as friendly as me, but you’ll have to wait and see what happens." As the energy gradually faded, the laughter grew weaker and weaker.

Not long after, the face completely vanished, leaving the beam of light as the sole remaining energy source within the room. Looking up, he saw a droplet of red liquid gathering above his head. Just as it fell, he heard footsteps. Before he could turn around, he felt the droplet touch him. A cold sensation enveloped him, making his entire body want to shiver, but the beam of light rendered it impossible.

Anyone observing him would see him turning transparent, his body slowly fading into the air, shooting outward like a beam of light. Unlike the previous chambers, he wasn’t teleported back to the tomb’s entrance; instead, he was sent even deeper, into undiscovered depths of the tomb.

Left in the silent room was the Saint. He gritted his teeth, helplessly watching Yan Xiaobao disappear in haste, his eyes brimming with fury and hatred, utterly powerless.

Yan Xiaobao was thrilled. His speed of movement was unbelievable, but if that man’s words were true, the red liquid didn’t just cause teleportation. Rather, it resembled a technique enabling crazed, rapid movement. It was so fast that Yan Xiaobao could not see anything he encountered along the way.

Yan Xiaobao was fortunate. The beam of light transported him through rooms filled with traps without needing to confront them; though he remained the first to exit each room, allowing him to collect treasures one after another. As for what these treasures were, he had no clue. He didn’t have time to stop and examine what he had obtained.

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