Chapter 1641 - 613: Tianjing Sect
Xing Hao glanced at Su Mo and then took the lead to enter the underground palace.
Everyone followed, filing in one by one.
The first place they entered was a side hall.
Inside, it was empty, and as they moved further, they exited through the side hall door, arriving in front of the main hall.
As far as the eye could see, there was not much furnishing within the hall, making it appear rather spacious.
In the center, instead of a chair, there was an incense table.
The incense table held an incense burner and candles, evidently often used for offerings, yet there were no offerings on it.
Only on the wall behind it hung a portrait.
Su Mo and the others focused their gaze entirely on the painting.
The portrait depicted a man.
Standing atop a cliff, gazing into the distance.
His garments fluttered, exuding an extraordinary air.
There was no Sword at his waist, one hand placed on his chest, but the painting did not reveal what it was doing.
The other hand naturally hung down, holding a piece of human skin.
To be precise, it was a face skin dripping with blood.
This instantly changed the atmosphere of the entire painting.
It appeared bizarre and sinister.
The painting had no words nor an imprint.
Aside from this, there was nothing else peculiar.
Su Mo quietly gazed at it for a moment, then asked the person beside him:
"Who is depicted in this painting?"
"...Your grandfather."
The person opened one eye and spoke coldly.
Su Mo chuckled:
"No worries, you’ll talk."
With these words, he raised his hand, and with a pull of his Inner Strength, a crashing sound was heard.
The painting hanging on the wall was suddenly pulled by his Inner Strength and fell into his palm.
At the same time, the sound of wind breaking came straight at Su Mo.
Obviously, there was a hidden mechanism behind this painting.
If one wanted to do something to this painting, in a moment of carelessness, they might die due to the hidden mechanism.
Su Mo relied on Inner Strength to guard against this.
At such a distance, attempting to harm Su Mo was absolutely impossible.
He took a deep breath, then suddenly exhaled.
This breath resembled a raging wind, wrapped in layers of golden light, directly blowing onto the hidden weapon.
Thunk, thunk, thunk, three sounds rang out, and all three hidden weapons flew back, embedding into the wall.
And that was not all.
The exhalation struck the incense table as if it had been heavily hit.
It shattered into pieces.
This scene truly stunned those nearby.
Xing Zhan and Xing Hao momentarily regarded him as a Heavenly Person.
The saying ’breath like a sword’ was something they had heard before.
Martial arts, when practiced to a certain level, can gather Energy from the Dantian, slowly exhale it, with the breath like a sword shooting far away.
But never had they heard that this breath could reach such a level!
Blowing someone head over heels was already Inner Strength at Great Success.
Yet Su Mo had directly thwarted the deadly mechanism, and shattered the incense table in the process.
The mastery he possessed was unimaginably high!
Even Yu Lingxin, who considered herself somewhat familiar with Su Mo, hadn’t anticipated the colossal power of his breath.
Little did they know, Su Mo had been diligently studying his martial arts during this period.
Although he hadn’t received any new escort rewards for the time being.
But he gained new insights into himself.
Just now, the power of his exhalation stemmed from the Twelve grade Golden Bell Shield.
Besides being unparalleled in defense, the Inner Strength it contained could also be used against enemies.
Its applications were varied.
Su Mo’s slight attempt showed its endless possibilities.
The display just now was merely a preliminary test.
Having blown away the hidden weapon, he looked up at the wall.
There was a hidden compartment in the wall.
Su Mo rolled up the painting in his hand and handed it to Yu Lingxin.
Then he walked up to the hidden compartment.
Inside the compartment, there was nothing else, only a box.
Upon opening the box, two items were inside.
A small porcelain bottle, which seemed to contain an elixir.
The other was an anonymous invitation.
No need to elaborate on the invitation; it should be related to the hall master’s ceremonial post.
Regarding the elixir...
Su Mo glanced at the person beside him:
"What kind of elixir is this?"
"Life and Death Pill! Consume it, and you can become Immortal!"
The person didn’t hesitate at all, just spouted nonsense.
Su Mo smiled again, put away the item, then began leading the group on a leisurely walk through the underground palace.
This area was indeed not small, though its purpose was unclear.
Occupying such a large space without reason.
As they walked, they gave a rough count, finding a Weapons Room, Alchemy Room, Scripture Storage Room, Storage Room, etc., plus several hall openings, though most were empty.
The Scripture Storage Room contained no texts.
Only empty bookshelves with not a single book on them.
The Weapons Room, however, had items.
Various long and short weapons, everything one might need.
But upon closer inspection by Su Mo and his group, they realized the weapons stored weren’t Divine weapons.
Simply ordinary weapons.
The Alchemy Room seemed to have just been used, prompting thoughts on the elixir, and the previous conversation between Xing Hao and the person, hinting at its purpose for alchemy.
At this moment, Xing Hao was beyond furious, though restrained by Su Mo’s presence.
Yet the pain of losing a child made him age considerably in an instant.
After a complete tour, the greatest discovery was in the Storage Room, with its boxes filled with alluring Gold and Silver Tael.
A decade of accumulation, with the large Storage Room nearly filled to the brim.
Xing Hao and Xing Zhan could hardly contain their excitement upon witnessing this scene akin to mountains of Gold and silver.