Douluo Dragon King: My Strategy System Is a Bit Off

Chapter 65 Stepping into the Tomb

The Angel's Tomb can be understood as a large ring, and the thirty-six people who entered were teleported to any location on the outermost edge, while the target was naturally the very center. The closer one was to the center, the greater the potential benefits.

As Lin Ci entered the passage, a burst of bright light filled his pupils, and when he opened his eyes again, everything before him had changed.

The platinum sky was filled with a dreamlike glow, as if countless tiny stars were twinkling and flowing within it. Beneath my feet was a vast meadow, though the grass was not green. These blades of grass had a strange translucency, each stalk emitting a soft glow, intertwined as if a shimmering golden carpet had been laid across the earth.

Upon entering this place, Lin Ci could clearly feel the increase in the power within his body, and even the sacred soul power was stirring.

No wonder a spot in the ancient tomb can be so expensive; any martial spirit master with a touch of sacredness can benefit from just entering. Needless to say, there's nothing else inside.

Lin Ci took a deep breath. The air was filled with a fresh scent that carried a faint sense of holiness, which invigorated him.

This place is really beneficial to him. If it weren't for what that person left behind, he would actually be quite willing to come and reap the benefits.

However, looking at it from another perspective, this can be considered a form of compensation. Giving him everything here wouldn't be unreasonable.

There was no need to distinguish any direction; Lin Ci could clearly feel the core location attracting the power within his body.

After confirming it, he didn't hesitate any longer and walked straight in that direction.

He encountered nothing special on the grass, only a few tiny specks of starlight, like fireflies, flowing into his body. These specks of starlight were subtly enhancing the sanctity and quality of his martial soul.

As Lin Ci was about to reach the end of the meadow, she encountered two teenagers.

"Hey bro, wanna team up?" one of the more burly young men asked enthusiastically, a hearty smile on his face and sincerity in his eyes.

The other boy appeared rather thin, with a stern face and shrewd eyes. He held a longsword, its blade slender, with faint fluctuations of soul power flowing within it. He frowned slightly, seemingly somewhat worried about his teammate's rash invitation to a stranger to join his team, but he did not speak up to stop him.

Lin Ci was taken aback, not expecting anyone to want to team up in the Angel's Tomb. After a brief moment of thought, she asked, "What are the benefits of teaming up? How will we split the loot?"

The burly youth scratched his head, looked at the slender youth, who coughed lightly and said, "We've found that there are still dangers along the way. More people mean more strength, and the more people we have, the further we can go and the more benefits we can gain. As for the spoils, it depends on our abilities. If we can share them equally, we'll share them equally; if we can't share them equally, we'll see who is more capable of obtaining them."

Lin Ci sized up the two of them for a moment, then extended her hand: "Okay, sure."

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

Mo Yu nodded: "Mine is the Bathing Light Sword, which also carries a touch of divinity. What about yours?"

Lin Ci didn't hide anything, simply saying, "Light."

"Elemental Soul Masters?" Mo Yu was somewhat surprised. "They are stronger than the two of us. Pure light elemental soul masters are probably closer to the Angel's Tomb. According to our elders, the stronger the sacredness of a martial soul in this place, the greater the benefits it can obtain. The sacredness of the two of us is actually a bit lacking."

"But if we team up, I reckon we can go even further."

Lin Ci chuckled softly, "Let's go."

The three walked together towards the end of the meadow. Just as they stepped out of the meadow, a wide river appeared before them. The water was an unusual milky white, and its flow produced a pleasant sound. A thin layer of white mist hung over the river, making the scenery on the opposite bank appear and disappear.

Lin Ci slowly squatted down, and reached inside with one hand. A burning sensation instantly overwhelmed her, a sacred and intense heat.

This river is extraordinary.

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

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

As he spoke, he picked up a stone and threw it into the river. The stone landed in the river, splashing water, but the moment the water hit the ground, the stone vanished without a trace.

As the two were still considering how to cross, Lin Ci took the initiative. He calmly stepped onto the river water and moved forward step by step, as if walking on water with effortless grace.

Meng Yan and Mo Yu exchanged a glance, both looking surprised.

Meng Yan couldn't help but ask, "How did you do that?"

He could clearly sense that if he stepped into the river, he would not be able to cross it so easily.

Lin Ci didn't turn around, but slowly said, "Just concentrate your soul power at the soles of your feet."

The principle is actually very simple. It is nothing more than using one's own soul power to resist the sacredness in the river. That natural burning sensation is formed by the extreme concentration of sacredness.

The test of this river is whether one's martial soul possesses sufficient divinity; if it is too weak, one cannot cross it. This is why only soul masters with divine martial souls can enter the Angel's Tomb.

Fortunately, Mo Yu and Meng Yan did quite well. Although they were a bit slower than Lin Ci, they eventually crossed the River of Light.

After arriving, Meng Yan couldn't help but say, "Lin Ci, thank goodness you were here, otherwise we don't know how we would have gotten here."

Lin Ci didn't reply, but instead looked into the distance. In the distance lay a flat plain, with a wide road running through the center. On either side of the road were high platforms, rising higher and higher as they receded into the distance.

Each platform is home to a spirit beast, but these spirit beasts are unlike ordinary ones. Each one is entirely golden, seemingly filled with a sacred aura. They also follow a rule of increasing distance: the farther away, the stronger; the closer, the weaker.

Mo Yu seemed to remember something and slowly said, "I remember my elders saying that there was a similar scene in the Angel's Tomb in the past. Killing the soul beasts in there is beneficial, and the stronger the beast, the more benefits you will receive."

Upon hearing Mo Yu's words, Meng Yan's eyes lit up, and the lion behind him roared fiercely before charging towards the soul beast closest to the platform without hesitation.

This soul beast was weak, only ten years old. Meng Yan easily dealt with it. The soul beast transformed into a ball of golden light, slowly floating 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 have increased slightly. He excitedly shouted, "It really works! The increase in soul power is truly noticeable!"

He then eagerly went to the second platform. The second platform housed a hundred-year-old soul beast, whose strength was still average; Meng Yan dealt with it quite easily.

Another golden light surged into his body, this time even more powerful than before. Meng Yan exclaimed excitedly, "There's definitely more and more! You guys go and fight!"

"Brother Lin, I'll go first." After saying that, Mo Yu headed straight for the other soul beast.

The two of them had already gone to fight the soul beasts, but Lin Ci didn't move, and didn't even have the slightest intention of going.

He simply looked at the two of them slowly, his brows slightly furrowed.

As the raging flames intensified, he defeated one soul beast after another on the high platforms, clearly getting carried away. He continued his challenge, thinking that if he couldn't win, he could just run away and see how many he could take down.

But then a spirit beast resembling a wild bull arrived, and this time, Meng Yan seemed no match for it. This spirit beast was already ten thousand years old, and its strength was far beyond that of the previous spirit beasts.

Meng Yan was trying to escape from the platform, but he crashed into a transparent protective barrier on the platform, preventing him from getting out.

"As expected." Lin Ci narrowed his eyes slightly; he knew it wouldn't be that simple.

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

If it can't be resolved, then you'll be trapped inside.

Meng Yan was trapped inside the light barrier. The ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, resembling a wild bull, slowly stood up. Its body radiated a dense golden light, its hooves pawing the ground with a dull thud, and its enormous eyes revealed ferocity. Meng Yan inwardly cursed; he had already consumed a significant amount of soul power, and facing this powerful ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, the pressure was immense.

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

Mo Yu was a little slower than Meng Yan. He had just finished dealing with the soul beasts on his side when he heard Meng Yan's cry for help, and immediately rushed towards the high platform where Meng Yan was. The Bathing Light Sword in his hand shone brightly, trying to break through the transparent light barrier. However, when the Bathing Light Sword struck the light barrier, it only sparked a burst of sparks, and the light barrier remained completely still.

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

"Crush the token," Lin Ci said calmly.

Although Meng Yan was very unwilling to leave so early, he had no choice but to crush the token, and his body disappeared into the light barrier.

Mo Yu, slightly out of breath, looked at Lin Ci: "What do we do now?"

This sudden turn of events left him somewhat flustered.

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

After saying that, he lifted his leg 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 granted by killing the soul beasts here was very tempting, he didn't dare to continue, thinking about what had happened to Meng Yan earlier.

He didn't think he could handle all these soul beasts, especially since it was clearly a calculated move. One beast was a thousand-year-old soul beast, the next a ten-thousand-year-old one. And he hadn't even noticed; this was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

Walking along the flat ground for about half an hour, the surrounding environment began to change. The originally monotonous flat ground was gradually replaced by some well-arranged boulders. These boulders were of various shapes, some like sharp swords piercing the sky, and others like giant mushrooms, their surfaces also emitting a faint golden light.

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

It seems to be a reward.

At the end of this path, there is a long staircase made of a warm, white jade, each step radiating a soft glow, as if guiding them forward. The staircase extends upwards, disappearing into a hazy golden mist, within which the outlines of magnificent buildings can be faintly seen.

Lin Ci looked up but couldn't see clearly inside. However, there was no doubt that she would have to go through these steps next.

Mo Yu was somewhat wary: "Could this be a trap?"

"Why don't you try and see?" Lin Ci didn't hesitate and stepped on it.

But as soon as he reached the first step, boundless holy light pressed down on him as if it were solidified. Lin Ci could only resist it with his soul power and the light elements within his body.

Even so, Lin Ci's three thousand-year soul rings shone brightly, and he seemed to be bathed in a protective light as he moved forward.

Seeing the immense pressure Lin Ci encountered after stepping onto the steps, Mo Yu's heart tightened, but he knew that retreating was out of the question. He took a deep breath, gripped the Bathing Light Sword, and stepped onto the steps. Almost simultaneously, the same holy light pressure assailed him. Mo Yu's expression turned solemn as he channeled 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 slower, almost taking one step at a time. If he hadn't been forcibly sustained by willpower, he probably would have given up long ago.

Lin Ci walked to about the middle of the steps, with half of the steps remaining. At this moment, the situation changed again, and the remaining steps in front of him suddenly changed color.

Gradually covered in golden-red light, intense flames engulfed the entire staircase. The golden holy flames quickly filled the remaining steps.

Mo Yu hadn't even reached Lin Ci's position yet, but seeing the rising flames, his heart already felt cold.

But what surprised him even more was that Lin Ci actually walked up onto the flames. It seemed that nothing could stop him.

Comparing yourself to others can be incredibly frustrating.

Mo Yu was helpless; his body had reached its limit, and he was no longer able to continue. However, resisting this force was also extremely beneficial to him at this moment. Having come this far, he was already very satisfied with this journey through the ancient tombs.

After taking one last look at Lin Ci's retreating figure, he crushed the token in his hand.

Lin Ci, emerging from the flames, felt no burning sensation whatsoever. The flames, though seemingly tangible, were in fact invisible. Under the influence of his martial spirit, they posed no threat to him whatsoever.

The sacred flames burn only the wicked, not the holy.

I originally intended to finish writing about the ruins in one chapter, but I didn't finish after writing four thousand words. The next chapter will complete it. In the future, I will try to write longer chapters to make it easier for everyone to read.

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