The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 776 - 445: The Greatest Effort_3

Two Saints walked over. Both seemed utterly exhausted, yet neither bore injuries like the other Saints in the room. Despite their unscathed condition, disbelief etched across their faces as they gazed at the numerous experts moving about within the chamber. When their eyes landed on the two already-opened doors, their reaction was near explosive, their eyes almost bulging from their sockets.

The two Saints quickly scanned the crowd present, but their gaze eventually settled on Yan Xiaobao and the other Saint undergoing treatment. The newly-arrived experts pondered deeply, deliberating their next course of action before advancing toward the massive doors.

Gathering all their martial power within their bodies, they unleashed concentrated attacks on the towering door. One deafening explosion followed another, yet the surface of the door remained untouched, without even the faintest dent visible. It loomed above them like an indomitable castle piercing the skies.

The Saints Team endured a prolonged effort, exhausting themselves completely before finally conceding defeat. Their internal reserves of energy depleted, they were pushed back as a thunderous laugh suddenly reverberated from everywhere within the chamber.

Hearing the booming voice, Yan Xiaobao wasn’t particularly shocked. He immediately recognized it—it was the voice of the tomb’s owner; a sound he had encountered before.

"Hahaha, you fools! Did you truly believe that you could breach my Gate of Heaven with mere physical strength? Such childish delusion!" The voice erupted loudly, creating pressure waves from the door that sent several experts staggering backward. The closer one stood to the door, the greater the waves of force they had to endure. Some were even forced to cough up blood as they fell back. Not even the two Saints attempting to force open the door could escape being compelled to retreat.

Their eyes flickered with a mixture of shock and disbelief as they felt, for the very first time, the overwhelming strength of the tomb’s owner. It dawned on them, with profound clarity, that he was far more powerful than they could have imagined—a realization only fueling their already greedy gazes. A being of such magnitude surely possessed treasures beyond comprehension.

The name "Gate of Heaven" on the towering doors ignited palpable excitement in the room. Even Yan Xiaobao couldn’t suppress his own thrill, though he was painfully aware that none of them had the strength to breach the door as things now stood. Thus, his focus shifted, his gaze moving among the crowd. He carefully observed how they reacted to the sudden emergence of this tomb’s formidable guardian.

As the voice swelled with authority, everyone was brimming with astonishment and greed. Even the lingering energy ripples from the owner’s soul were potent enough to force the Saints to take a step back, an undeniable testament to his immense power. Fear gripped the hearts of all, yet this dread was accompanied by an almost uncontrollable surge of exhilaration.

"I once wished for my tomb to remain sealed forever, but now that it has come to pass, I have no choice but to accept this reality."

"With so many of you gathered here to plunder and steal from my sacred resting place, why not turn this into an entertaining treasure hunt instead?" the voice taunted with a wry grin. As these words echoed, everyone observing the happenings near the door held their breath anxiously.

"I possess innumerable skills and treasures, and due to this unexpected turn of events, I find myself compelled to share them with the younger generation." The voice, still chuckling, sounded oddly amused, as though the entire scenario, instead of being a tragedy, was a delightful twist.

"Of course he’s excited," Lan Feng muttered in his Dantian. "This is merely a remnant of his soul. He’s been waiting here for thousands of years with nothing happening at all. Tell me, if you were aware that you were dead, your soul fading as the remnants weakened, ultimately vanishing into oblivion—wouldn’t you wish for something intriguing to occur before you ceased to exist entirely?"

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