My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times-Chapter 93 - 85: 1 Nian Can Decide the Past, 1 Nian Can Decide the Future

Chapter 93: Chapter 85: 1 Nian Can Decide the Past, 1 Nian Can Decide the Future

His expression darkened.

"Why didn’t you say so sooner?"

"I forgot, I forgot..."

Just then, Hou Wushu spoke up:

"Why would it restrict beings at or above the Celestial Human level from entering? Previous ruins, great tombs, and the like have never done this. This is rather strange."

Lu Xuan blinked, a bizarre thought suddenly popping into his head. ’Could it be... could it be that my future self, upon dying in the Ancient Times, specifically instructed my descendants to add this Great Ban when building my tomb?’

’All for the purpose of... making things convenient for my present self?’

He ducked his head, feeling that if this really was his own great tomb, it was a definite possibility.

In mid-air, the Demon Immortal Hou Wushu spoke again:

"However, the impact isn’t significant. We’ll have the Celestial Humans from each family explore inside, with the prodigies accompanying them. Xiaoqi, you go as well." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Beside him, a Great Demon of the Celestial Human Level from the Demon Race, who had followed him beyond the Great Wall, nodded respectfully and took a step forward.

"After you enter, find the Great Ban in the depths of the tomb. If it can be undone, then undo it. We will enter the tomb then."

Hou Wushu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I imagine there won’t be any problems. This tomb is at least tens of thousands of years old and has been through the End of Dharma Era. Even if this were a Celestial Venerable Tomb or a Buddha’s Tomb, the Great Ban would have weakened to its absolute limit. To dismantle it from the inside, a Celestial Human is more than enough."

The Great Demon called Xiaoqi nodded again, his gaze sweeping over the many Celestial Humans and their juniors before speaking:

"Once inside the tomb, you may take what opportunities you find, but the greatest opportunity in the deepest part is reserved for my lord. Do you all understand?"

Flickers of anger crossed the faces of a few Celestial Humans, but they dared not voice it. The majority, however, loudly voiced their agreement and showered him with compliments.

As long as the peace talks went smoothly, the entry of the various races from beyond the Great Wall was a foregone conclusion. If they could show goodwill in advance, there would be no shortage of benefits in the future.

Hou Wushu re-ascended to the clouds, sat cross-legged, and, projecting a magnificent and powerful aura, issued the command:

"All of you, go in."

Only after he gave the word did the numerous Celestial Humans lead their own juniors, disciples, and descendants into the tomb one after another.

The Qingxin Temple Master also descended and coughed lightly.

"Xiaoxu, what are you waiting for? Let’s go."

Lu Xuan snapped back to his senses and gave a decisive nod. He fell in half a step behind the Qingxin Temple Master, walking toward the Entrance with Wang Zhiyao, Zhang Jifeng, and the others.

As he passed the Bronze Stele, he couldn’t help but glance sideways. His Form Acupoint activated automatically, analyzing, probing, and observing.

In a daze, perhaps because of the entanglement of Cause and Effect between them, or perhaps for some other ineffable reason, Lu Xuan caught a glimpse of a fragmented image.

The high heavens trembled. The branch of a divine tree pierced the sky. A Great Palace fell with billowing smoke and dust. The ground tore apart, cities crumbled, and mountains and rivers shattered.

Countless people were crying, holding a funeral procession. A Daoist, filled with grief, carved the tombstone and planted the Great Ban...

’It was my own future, and the Current World’s past.’

Lu Xuan took one last, deep look at the tombstone, then turned his head back and strode into the great tomb’s ruins.

.......

Xiaoyan propped her head on her hands, leaning on the windowsill and quietly gazing in the direction of the shantytown.

Sunlight streamed past the windowsill, dappling the young girl’s form in a serene and beautiful scene.

At times her eyes were lost, at times clear, as fragmented images flickered through her mind like a slideshow.

After a long while,

the young girl sighed softly.

"Be safe."

.......

「Inside the tomb.」

At first, the passage was so narrow it could only fit one person. But after a few dozen steps, it suddenly opened up.

Unlike an ordinary great tomb, the passage here was extremely wide, hundreds of meters across. All one hundred-plus Celestial Humans and prodigies could walk side-by-side.

"The space has been extended." An old Celestial Human stroked his beard and said, "It seems the person who built this great tomb was extraordinary. Tens of thousands of Years have passed, and it even endured the corrosion of the End of Dharma Era, yet its original Profound Mysteries have not dissipated."

Another Celestial Human said:

"From the looks of it, the status of the tomb’s owner might be even higher than we thought... Could it be the tomb of a Lord from a certain generation, or perhaps truly the tomb of a Celestial Venerable or a Buddha?"

"It’s possible. Let’s keep moving forward and see!"

Lu Xuan followed beside the Qingxin Daoist, listening to the crowd’s discussion without a change in expression. His eyes scanned the surroundings, but for now, he saw no useful information in the tomb passage.

Wang Zhiyao had appeared by his side at some point and said softly:

"This tomb is likely much larger than we imagined. Our initial rough measurement was about ten li in circumference, but since the space has been extended, its actual size is impossible to gauge."

Lu Xuan glanced over. Seeing that neither Wang Zhiyao nor Zhang Jifeng had a Celestial Human accompanying them, he asked curiously:

"Where are your elders?"

Zhang Jifeng smiled.

"Who said you have to come with your elders? Most of the prodigies here came with their peers or even by themselves. Those who followed their elders are actually the minority."

Lu Xuan glanced around and saw that it was just as Zhang Jifeng had said. The vast majority of the prodigies were gathered in groups of two or three, with no elders by their sides.

The Qingxin Daoist stroked his long beard and chuckled.

"The younger generation these days is getting bolder and bolder, daring to venture into such tombs and ruins alone."

"If our generation lacks even this much courage, how could we ever reach the higher echelons?" Zhang Jifeng said calmly.

Lu Xuan, however, scratched his head.

"Looked at that way, it makes me seem a bit timid, having to stick by Second Uncle’s side..."

"Is that so?" Wang Zhiyao gave him a meaningful look but didn’t say anything more. She remembered the earlier scene clearly: he had been able to look directly into the imposing auras of dozens of Celestial Humans and Earth Immortals...

’This Wu Xiaoxu is anything but ordinary.’

As they were talking, the people walking at the very front stopped in their tracks and shouted:

"There seems to be something strange up ahead."

Hearing this, Lu Xuan and the others all walked forward and looked up.

It was a massive mural. The scene depicted was already blurry and completely indistinct. In contrast, the two rows of text above and below the mural were still relatively clear.