Perfect: I am Shi An from Shicun, and I am Huang’s brother!

Chapter 240 Supreme Inheritance?

Looking at the statue of the old man on the platform, Yunxi had a feeling of déjà vu, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. It was as if she had crossed paths with him a long time ago, but she was also certain that this was the first time she had ever met him.

Puzzled, Yunxi turned to Shi An and asked, "Brother An, I don't know why, but I feel like that statue is familiar, but I'm sure I've never seen it before. What do you think is going on?"

Yunxi frowned slightly, her eyes filled with doubt.

Upon hearing this, Shi An couldn't help but turn his head slightly to look at her, and then his gaze fell on the statue. A strange light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Xiao Xi, don't overthink it. This place is strange in every way. Your perception may just be an illusion."

"Yeah·······"

Listening to Shi An's analysis, Yun Xi was still somewhat puzzled, but she nodded gently and didn't say anything more. Instead, she continued to pay attention to the actions of the people in front of her.

But in reality, Shi An had already secretly contacted the spirit of the Reincarnation Disc.

"Senior, do you know why this is? Why does Xiaoxi feel something for that statue up there?"

"The reason for this is actually due to you."

"I?"

"Indeed, do you still remember when you were in the lower realm, you taught him a supreme technique?"

"Could it be...?"

Shi An was slightly taken aback by the words of the Reincarnation Disc, and then a look of understanding flashed in his eyes. It seemed that this place was very likely the place of inheritance left by that Supreme Being!

Just as Shi An was deep in thought, Zhan Jingfeng and the others gathered together again in the palace, reporting on their group's situation.

As expected, none of the three groups gained anything; they all wasted their time.

"Damn it, what am I supposed to do?"

Are we going to be trapped here and die?

"What else can we do? We're surrounded by water demons on the outside and protected by immortals on the inside. Tell me, what can we do?"

The three groups of people looked at each other, their suppressed breathing echoing in the empty stone chamber. Even Leng Qianjun couldn't help but slam his battle axe heavily on the ground, sending up a shower of eerie blue sparks, clearly indicating that he had reached his limit.

However, to Shi An and the other person's surprise, even at this point, Zhan Jingfeng did not lose control. Instead, he suppressed his inner turmoil and continued to look around, trying to find new clues from the layout of this mysterious stone chamber.

His gaze darted back and forth between the stone gate, stone pillars, and stone platform, not missing a single detail.

"Is this the only thing we can do...?"

Finally, unable to discern anything, Zhan Jingfeng turned his gaze to the stone platform. Gazing at the platform and the statue on it, he made a decision in his heart.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, Zhan Jingfeng suddenly stood up and slowly walked towards the stone platform.

"Jingfeng, what are you doing? Stop right now!"

"Lord Jingfeng, please don't be reckless!"

"Lord Jingfeng!"

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The gasps of surprise from the crowd exploded in the stone chamber, like pebbles thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples of panic.

Yan Yuru's pretty face paled, and she hurriedly reached out to grab Zhan Jingfeng, but only managed to grasp a corner of his clothes. The corner of his clothes slipped through her fingers, carrying an air of resolute determination. Zhan Jingfeng stopped and turned to look at the crowd. His gaze was firm and steady, and he slowly said, "Everyone, I know what I'm doing. Please wait here for a moment."

He took a deep breath and strode towards the stone platform, his steps steady and firm, each step seeming to tread on the heartstrings of everyone present, creating a tense and suffocating atmosphere.

Zhan Jingfeng knew very well that there was no other way at this moment. If they continued to sit and wait for death, they would be trapped in this mysterious palace sooner or later. Rather than that, they might as well take a gamble.

Seeing that Zhan Jingfeng had made up his mind, Leng Qianjun said nothing more, but gripped his battle axe tightly, ready to lend a helping hand at any moment.
Yan Yuru, standing to the side, also formed hand seals, her water power flowing, ready to provide support for Zhan Jingfeng at any time.

"Da da da..."

Step by step, as Zhan Jingfeng gradually approached the stone platform, the ancient and mysterious aura grew stronger, as if countless invisible eyes were secretly watching him.

The runes on the stone platform flickered, seemingly both a warning and a temptation.

"Boom!"

Finally, when Zhan Jingfeng stepped onto the stone platform, the runes on the platform, just like before, shone brightly in an instant.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, an invisible pressure came crashing down. The pressure was so strong that Zhan Jingfeng felt as if he were carrying an ancient divine mountain on his back, and he would be completely crushed if he was not careful.

However, despite the intense pressure, Zhan Jingfeng was not Zhao Ji. He not only did not back down, but gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain, and withstood the pressure with his indomitable will.

His feet were firmly planted on the stone platform as if rooted to the ground, veins bulged on his forehead, large beads of sweat rolled down, soaking his clothes, and his bones were making cracking sounds.

But his gaze grew even more resolute as he stood there steadily, his eyes fixed on the immortal statue on the platform that radiated a mysterious light.

"The warriors will not easily back down!"

Suddenly, Zhan Jingfeng let out a low shout, and the divine light within his body surged wildly, attempting to resist this oppressive force.

"Jingfeng!"

This scene made Yan Yuru cry out involuntarily, her beautiful eyes filled with worry. The power of water surged in her palm, but she dared not rush forward to help, for fear of interfering with Zhan Jingfeng and causing him to lose all his previous efforts.

Leng Qianjun's eyes were wide open as he stared intently at Zhan Jingfeng, runes flashing on his battle axe, ready to rush forward at any critical moment to confront that unknown power.

For a moment, the stone chamber was deathly silent. Everyone held their breath and stared nervously at Zhan Jingfeng on the stone platform, their hearts pounding as if they were about to burst out of their chests.

Unbeknownst to them, Zhan Jingfeng had actually endured the time it takes to brew a cup of tea under that overwhelming pressure. Even though his consciousness had become somewhat blurred, he had at least given everyone a sense of security.

This stone chamber has a path!
What no one knew was that while dealing with that overwhelming pressure, Zhan Jingfeng gradually discovered that the rhythm of the divine light circulating within his body was actually in some kind of harmony with the flashing frequency of the runes on the stone platform.

This is why he persevered despite the excruciating physical pain.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the runes on the stone platform stopped flashing randomly and began to alternate between light and dark in a regular pattern. With each flash, the oppressive aura seemed to weaken a little.

"There's a show!"

This scene filled Zhan Jingfeng with joy, and he became even more focused on controlling the divine light within his body, keeping it in sync with the rhythm of the runes.

The stone chamber remained silent for what seemed like an eternity, whether it was a day or seven. Finally, Zhan Jingfeng successfully suppressed the invisible pressure, and the rune light on the stone platform stabilized, no longer emitting a strong repulsive force.

(End of this chapter)