Douluo Dragon King: My strategy system is not right

Chapter 65 Entering the Tomb
The Angel's Tomb could be thought of as a large circle, and the thirty-six people who entered were all teleported to any location on the outermost edge. The goal was naturally the center. The closer to the center, the greater the potential benefits.

When Lin Ci entered the passage, a strong light filled his pupils. When he opened his eyes again, everything in front of him had changed.

The white-gold sky was filled with a dreamy sheen, as if countless tiny stars flickered and flowed within. Beneath his feet lay a vast expanse of grass. Though the grass wasn't green, its blades possessed a strange translucence, each emitting a soft, shimmering light. Interwoven together, they formed a blanket of shimmering golden velvet covering the ground.

After entering here, Lin Ci could clearly feel the increase in strength in his body and even the sacred soul power was restless.

No wonder a place in the tomb can be sold at such a high price, as long as a spirit master with a sacred spirit comes in, he can get benefits. Of course, there is no need to talk about what other things are inside.

Lin Ci took a deep breath. The air was filled with a fresh and slightly sacred scent, which lifted his spirits.

Being here is really beneficial to him. If it weren't for that person's legacy, he would actually be willing to come and take advantage of it.

But if you think about it from another perspective, this can be considered as a certain amount of compensation. It wouldn't be too much to give him everything here.

There was no need to distinguish the direction at all. Lin Ci could clearly feel the attraction of the core position to the power in his body.

After confirming it, he no longer hesitated and walked straight in that direction.

He encountered nothing special on the grass, only tiny sparks of firefly-like starlight infused into his body. These starlights subtly enhanced the sacredness and even the quality of his martial spirit.

When he was about to reach the end of the meadow, Lin Ci ran into two young men.

"Brother, do you want to team up?" One of the more burly boys spoke enthusiastically, with a hearty smile on his face and sincerity in his eyes.

The other young man was thinner, with a stern face and a shrewd gaze. He held a longsword, its blade slender and faintly pulsing with soul energy. He frowned slightly, seeming concerned about his teammates' rash invitation to a stranger, but he didn't say anything to stop them.

Lin Ci was stunned. He hadn't expected anyone to form a team in the Angel's Tomb. After a brief thought, he asked, "What are the benefits of forming a team? How do we divide the spoils?"

The burly young man scratched his head and looked at the thin young man. The thin young man coughed and said, "As we've traveled along, we've discovered that there are still dangers here. One more person means more strength. The more people we have, the further we can go and the more benefits we can gain. As for the gains, it depends on our abilities. If we can split them equally, we'll split them equally. If we can't, we'll see who has the greater ability to obtain them."

Lin Ci looked at the two of them for a moment, then held out his hand: "Okay, sure."

The burly young man laughed heartily, shook Lin Ci's hand firmly, and said, "My name is Meng Yan, my martial spirit is the Lion King of Light, and this is Mo Yu. From now on, we'll be teammates!"

Mo Yu also nodded: "Mine is the Bathing Light Sword, which also carries some sacredness. What about you?"

Lin Ci didn't hide it, but just said: "Light."

"Elemental Soul Master?" Mo Yu was a little surprised. "That's stronger than the two of us. A pure light elemental soul master would probably be closer to the Angel's Tomb. According to our elders, the more sacred a martial soul is, the greater the benefits it can gain. The two of us are actually a little less sacred."

"But being able to team up with you, I think the two of us can go further."

Lin Ci chuckled and said, "Let's go."

The three of them walked together toward the end of the meadow. As they emerged from the meadow, a broad river appeared before them. The water was a strange, milky white, making a pleasant sound as it flowed. A thin layer of white mist drifted over the river, making the scenery on the other side appear hazy.

Lin Ci slowly squatted down and put one hand in. A burning feeling instantly came to his heart. It was a sacred burning feeling.

This river is not ordinary.

Meng Yan frowned, looked at the river and said, "This river looks a bit strange. I wonder if we can cross it directly."

Mo Yu observed the river water carefully and said, "Don't be impatient, let's try it first."

As he spoke, he picked up a stone and threw it into the river. The stone fell into the river, splashing water, but at the moment the water fell, the stone suddenly disappeared without a trace.

While the two were still considering how to get there, Lin Ci took the first step. He stepped lightly on the river water and walked forward step by step. As if walking on water, he slowly walked forward.

Meng Yan and Mo Yu looked at each other, both with surprise.

Meng Yan couldn't help but ask: "How did you do this?"

He could clearly feel that if he stepped into the river, it would be impossible for him to pass through it so easily.

Lin Ci didn't look back, but said slowly: "Just concentrate your soul power on the soles of your feet."

In fact, the principle is very simple. It is nothing more than using the soul power in one's body to fight against the sacredness in the river. The natural feeling of heat is condensed from the extremely strong sacredness.

The test of this river is whether one's martial spirit is sacred enough. If it is too weak, then one cannot pass it. This is why only spirit masters with sacred martial spirits can enter the Angel's Tomb.

Fortunately, Mo Yu and Meng Yan were both doing pretty well. Although they were slower than Lin Ci, they eventually crossed the river of light.

After coming over, Meng Yan couldn't help but say: "Lin Ci, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise we wouldn't know how we would get here."

Lin Ci did not reply, but looked towards the distance. In the distance was a flat land, and in the center of the land was a broad road. On both sides of the road were high platforms. From near to far, the platforms became higher and higher.
Atop each platform resided a soul beast. These soul beasts were unlike any other. Each one was golden yellow, seemingly imbued with a sacred aura. They also followed the principle of descending from near to far: the farther away, the stronger; the closer, the weaker.

Mo Yu seemed to recall something and said slowly, "I remember my elders saying that this was also the case in the Angel's Tomb. Killing the soul beasts there would bring benefits, and the stronger the soul beast, the more benefits you would receive."

Hearing Mo Yu say this, Meng Yan's eyes lit up, the lion behind him roared suddenly, and then rushed towards the soul beast closest to the platform without hesitation.

This soul beast was very weak, only ten years old. Meng Yan easily dealt with it. The soul beast transformed into a ball of golden light, slowly drifting towards Meng Yan and merging into his body. Meng Yan immediately felt a warm current flowing through his body, and his soul power seemed to increase a bit. He shouted excitedly, "It really is beneficial! This soul power increase is really obvious!"

He then rushed to the second platform. On the second platform was a hundred-year-old soul beast, whose strength was still average, and Meng Yan easily defeated it.

Another golden ball of light was injected into his body, this time even more powerful than the last time. Meng Yan said excitedly: "It is indeed getting more and more, you guys go and fight!"

"Brother Lin, I'll go first." Mo Yu said, and went directly to the soul beast on the other side. The two of them had already gone to fight the soul beast, but Lin Ci did not move, and did not even have the slightest intention to go.

He just looked at the two of them slowly, frowning slightly.

As the fierce flames deepened, he defeated the soul beasts on the high platform one by one. Obviously, he was a little excited. He continued to challenge, thinking that if he couldn't win, he would just run away and see how many he could defeat.

But until a buffalo-like soul beast came, Meng Yan seemed no match for it. This soul beast had reached ten thousand years old, and its strength was completely incomparable to the previous soul beasts.

Meng Yan was about to escape from the platform, but he bumped into the transparent shield on the platform, preventing him from getting out.

"Sure enough." Lin Ci narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew it was not that simple.

When Meng Yan attacked the first soul beast, he had already noticed that the other party formed an almost invisible light shield after entering. Meng Yan naturally didn't notice it during the battle, and after the soul beast was eliminated, the light shield disappeared.

If you can't solve it, you will be trapped in it.

Meng Yan was trapped within the light barrier. The bison-like, ten-thousand-year soul beast slowly rose to its feet, a rich golden light emanating from its body. Its hooves pawed the ground with a dull sound, and its enormous eyes revealed a fierce glint. Meng Yan secretly cried out inwardly, "This is not good!" He had already depleted a lot of soul power, and facing this powerful ten-thousand-year soul beast, the pressure was doubled.

"Lin Ci, Mo Yu, save me!" Meng Yan shouted loudly, trying to get someone to rescue him from outside.

Mo Yu was slower than Meng Yan. He had just finished dealing with his own soul beast when, upon hearing Meng Yan's cry for help, he immediately rushed towards the platform where Meng Yan was standing. The radiant light of his sword flashed in his hand as he attempted to break through the transparent barrier. However, when the sword struck the barrier, only sparks flew, and the barrier remained motionless.

"This light shield is very strong, I can't break it!" Mo Yu said anxiously.

"Crush the token." Lin Ci said lightly.

Although Meng Yan was very reluctant to go out so early, he had no choice but to crush the token, and his body disappeared into the light shield.

Mo Yu panted lightly and looked at Lin Ci: "What should we do now?"

This sudden change made him a little panicked for a moment.

Lin Ci glanced at him and said, "If you want to continue the challenge, that's fine. I'm going to move forward anyway."

After saying that, he simply lifted his legs and continued walking along the flat ground in the middle towards the center.

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment, but still followed. Although the power given by the soul beasts here after killing them was very attractive, he didn't dare to continue after thinking about Meng Yan's ending.

He didn't think he could eliminate all of these soul beasts, especially since there was clearly a pattern. Meng Yan's previous soul beast was a thousand-year-old, but the next one was a ten-thousand-year-old. And he hadn't noticed at all. This definitely wasn't that simple.

After walking along the flat land for about half an hour, the surrounding environment began to change. The originally monotonous flat land was gradually replaced by a series of scattered boulders. These boulders varied in shape, some like sharp swords piercing the sky, while others resembled giant mushrooms, and their surfaces also emitted a faint golden glow.

As soon as they stepped onto the flat ground, both Lin Ci and Mo Yu felt an extremely pure energy injected into their bodies.

Seems like a reward.

At the end of the path, there was a long flight of stairs, built of a soft white jade stone. Each step emitted a soft glow, as if guiding them forward. The stairs extended upward, disappearing into a hazy golden mist, through which the outlines of some magnificent buildings could be vaguely seen.

Lin Ci looked up, but couldn't see clearly inside, but there was no doubt that he would have to pass this staircase next.

Mo Yu was a little wary: "Is this a trick?"

"You'll know if you try it." Lin Ci stepped on it without hesitation.

But just as he reached the first step, boundless holy light pressed down on him like a solid substance. Lin Ci could only resist it with his soul power and the light element in his body.

Even so, Lin Ci's three thousand-year soul rings lit up at the same time, and his body seemed to be bathed in a layer of light that protected him, and he moved straight forward.

Mo Yu's heart tightened when he saw Lin Ci encounter such intense pressure upon ascending the stairs. However, he also understood that retreat was impossible. He took a deep breath, gripped the Bathing Light Sword tightly, and ascended the stairs. Almost instantly, the same holy light pressure assaulted him. Mo Yu's face was solemn as he poured his soul power into the sword, relying on the power of the Bathing Light Sword to resist the pressure.

Unlike Lin Ci, Mo Yu moved much more slowly, taking one step at a time. If he hadn't forced himself to hold on, he would have collapsed long ago.

Lin Ci walked to about the middle of the stairs, with half of the stairs remaining. At this time, the situation changed again. He saw that the remaining stairs in front of him suddenly changed color.

Gradually, it was covered in golden red, and fierce fireworks gradually covered the entire staircase. The golden holy flame soon covered the remaining steps.

Mo Yu hadn't reached Lin Ci's position yet, but when he saw the rising flames, his heart already turned cold.

But what surprised him even more was that Lin Ci actually walked forward on the flames, as if nothing could stop him.

Comparing yourself to others can make you angry.

Mo Yu was helpless. His body had reached its limit, and he was no longer able to continue. But resisting this force at this moment also had a huge benefit for him. From the beginning to the end, he was very satisfied with this journey to the tomb.

After taking a last look at Lin Ci's back, he also crushed the token in his hand.

Lin Ci didn't feel any burns after emerging from the flames. The flames seemed tangible, but in reality, they were invisible. Under the influence of his martial spirit, they couldn't cause him any harm.

The sacred fire burns only the wicked, not the holy.

　I originally wanted to finish the Tomb in one chapter, but I didn't finish it until I got to 4,000 words. I'll finish it in the next chapter. In the future, I'll try to make the chapters longer so everyone can read more comfortably.

　　
　
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