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After drinking it, Bai Yujing initially felt no change and wondered if this thing was just a scam or if it had gone bad after so many years.
"Is it poisonous? Will it upset my stomach?"
At that moment, Bai Yujing felt a cool sensation spreading through his body, as if the heat within him was being suppressed. He then noticed a thin layer of silk-like substance beginning to seep out from his skin, slowly spreading across his entire body.
Bai Yujing extended his hand to take a look and discovered that a transparent, invisible membrane seemed to have formed on his skin, with faint white patterns resembling tattoos. At that moment, he realized that the same phenomenon was occurring on Red Consort as well.
The power of the Water Essence was actually prompting the body to secrete a membrane that isolated it from the outside world, creating an internal circulation, much like how silkworms spin cocoons. It appeared incredibly magical yet not too mysterious, hinting at biological and life-related secrets. It was truly astonishing that ancient people could research to such an extent.
"Alright, let's go down together. They've been down for a long time; we must catch up! We can't waste any more time!"
Red Consort looked very anxious as Bai Yujing followed her onto the walkway. The scorching heat and difficulty in breathing he had felt earlier were gone, and the sweat that had been flowing continuously had now stopped.
Looking down, Bai Yujing saw a pool of fiery red magma at the bottom of the shaft. There seemed to be something down there, but due to the distorted vision from the heat and faint smoke, it was hard to see clearly. Bai Yujing felt as if there was some strange structure down there, resembling iron chains.
The second person who arrived had no means of transportation and could only climb down. Fortunately, there were handholds available. The two of them began to descend together. Bai Yujing could sense that the ancient Kuaiwei Clan used this mine-like structure to transport goods up and down while constructing something underground.
However, as they descended, Bai Yujing noticed that the walls of the shaft, which were about thirty to forty meters wide, were densely embedded with something. The upper part was sparse, but as they went lower, it became densely packed.
Upon closer inspection, Bai Yujing realized that what was embedded in the walls were bronze coffins. Only the tops of the coffins were visible; the rest were deeply embedded in the rock wall. This place turned out to be a massive tomb filled with countless dead bodies. Moreover, judging by the coffins, these were not ordinary people; such things were not typically used by common folk.
Connecting this place with his thoughts, Bai Yujing immediately deduced that these must be the remains of the Kuaiwei Clan members. Having been here for so long without knowing what they truly looked like—three heads and six arms—referred to as divine beings with special and miraculous powers who enslaved others; such existences ultimately ended up buried here?
As Bai Yujing descended the staircase, he looked at the surrounding complex and dense bronze coffins, swallowing hard. He felt a strange atmosphere in the air; these beings had been dead for at least seven or eight thousand years. However, considering their mysterious identities and bizarre powers, he wouldn't have been surprised if one of them suddenly jumped out of a coffin.
This vast rock wall was filled with coffins. After descending several hundred meters, Bai Yujing wondered how many people were buried here. It seemed that the entire Kuaiwei Clan must be interred in this place. One had to admit that this burial method and location were extremely peculiar, completely unconventional.
The deeper he went, the larger the space became. The entire world transformed into a red realm. Halfway down, when Bai Yujing looked down, he saw boiling magma bubbling beneath his feet, with bubbles rising from below and then bursting.
However, what caught his attention even more was what lay beneath him. Bai Yujing discovered an oddly shaped large tree under his feet. It appeared incredibly sturdy, neither metal nor iron, and did not resemble a real tree.
Especially its branches, which looked artistically elongated and curved into arcs. Aside from these branches, there were no leaves at all—only the main trunk.
What was most shocking was that this entity was growing in the magma. Its thick roots were firmly embedded in the molten rock, thriving in an environment that was extremely hostile to life.
"What is this thing? Is it really a tree?" Bai Yujing felt utterly astonished; it did not seem like a tree at all, yet it resembled one growing in magma.
"Red Consort" immediately said, "This is Jianmu, but just a seedling, and it is already dead!"
"Jianmu? Dead?" Bai Yujing looked closer; this entity appeared to be conservatively estimated at two to three hundred meters tall but was merely a seedling. How magnificent must the real Jianmu have been? Although this one was dead, it still managed to survive in such conditions—this was truly unimaginable.
Red Consort had long been aware of the situation here and did not react as dramatically as Bai Yujing. Instead, she remained calm and focused her gaze on another part of the bronze tree.
Above Jianmu, numerous chains were entwined around its trunk, anchoring a stone palace built atop it. The architecture was not grand but appeared particularly impressive in such a location—deep within volcanic lava territory.
The staircase that Bai Yujing was climbing, resembling a mine shaft, led directly to that palace below his feet. That place was the Imperial Tomb of the Yan Emperor, the core area of the Kuaiwei Clan's sacred mountain. The significance of this location was paramount; all answers lay here. Everyone seeking this place ultimately aimed for it, yet only a few had managed to reach this point.
It must be said that this kind of place is not somewhere that just anyone can enter; both opportunity and ability are essential. Even if an ordinary person arrives here and knows how to get in, they can only look on in despair.
Bai Yujing jumped down together with Red Consort, standing on a square paved with white stones. Looking around at the main branches of Jianmu extending outwards, along with the numerous entwined iron chains, he felt a bit lightheaded beneath his feet. However, this was just Bai Yujing's illusion; the stability here exceeded his imagination. The fact that it had existed for so many years already proved this point.
Red Consort looked at the palace before them, her mood becoming excited: "We've finally made it here!"
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