Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

Deep within the tomb,

Ahead lay a blazing inferno.

Lan He remained calm, his immense spiritual power emanating from between his brows like an invisible tide, meticulously sweeping over the blazing "sea of ​​fire" before him and every inch of space beneath his feet.

The intermediate-level spirit talisman master's spiritual perception was exceptionally sharp. Soon, he detected a faint spatial ripple coming from somewhere beneath his feet, completely different from the rest of the area.

"Here." Lan He's gaze sharpened, locking onto a patch of crimson ground that seemed no different from the rest of the area.

Without further hesitation, the two leaped into the air and plummeted directly towards the "sea of ​​fire"!

As the body passed through that scorching illusion, the expected burning pain did not come.

The seemingly raging flames around them automatically avoided them the moment they touched their bodies, as if they were phantoms. Or rather, they passed right through these "illusions" of flames without any hindrance or sensation.

Lanhe even reached out and tried to grab a handful of the churning flames beside him, but his palm felt as if it were touching thin air.

"It really is an illusion array, and it's set up in a truly ingenious way."

Lan He thought to himself, this illusion array can not only deceive the sense of sight and touch, but also affect the intuition of danger. If it weren't for his strong mental strength and early preparation, and Ling Qingzhu's secret guidance, he would probably have been misled.

The two figures continued to fall, passing through layers of fiery phantoms.

After falling to an unknown depth, a simple and heavy bronze gate, half-open and half-closed, suddenly appeared in the churning "sea of ​​fire" ahead, silently floating in the phantom of the flames, appearing both abrupt and real.

Before the bronze gate, the two exchanged a glance and nodded slightly. Without further hesitation, they moved swiftly and slipped through the slightly ajar door.

As the two entered the bronze gate, the boundless illusion of a sea of ​​fire behind them instantly dissipated like a tide, and a cool air carrying the scent of ancient dust rushed towards them.

A quiet, simple, almost empty stone hall came into their view.

The stone hall was not luxurious; on the contrary, it appeared exceptionally simple and ancient. The walls were all made of rough stone, the floor was flat, and apart from the central area, there were not many decorations, making it seem empty.

Lan He's gaze swept quickly across the stone hall, then suddenly froze at the very center of the hall.

There, a simple, ancient stone coffin without a lid sat quietly. And directly above the stone coffin, about ten feet in the air, floated a soft light radiating an astonishing vitality.

At the center of the ball of light, a heart about the size of a fist, seemingly formed from the purest and most brilliant emerald energy, was beating gently and rhythmically.

With each beat of that emerald heart, the primordial energy of heaven and earth within the entire hall seemed to resonate and vibrate, spreading waves of pure life and rebirth aura that captivated the mind and spirit.

Nirvana mind!

After many twists and turns, they finally found their ultimate goal!

A subtle ripple appeared in Ling Qingzhu's usually cold eyes.

She moved gracefully forward, about to retrieve the floating emerald heart, when she noticed that Lan He's gaze was not entirely drawn to the Nirvana Heart. Instead, it was fixed on the open, ancient stone coffin below with a sense of scrutiny and understanding.

Lan He approached the stone coffin and saw a set of fair, white bones lying peacefully inside. The bones were crystalline and had a faint jade-like luster, which must have been the Nirvana Realm expert who had passed away here.

His gaze swept over the coffin, and apart from the skeleton, there were no other burial objects inside, making it appear unusually simple.

Immediately, his gaze fell on the inside of the coffin wall, near the skull. There, some small characters seemed to be engraved. He immediately leaned closer to examine them and saw that they read:

"Throughout my life, I have achieved Nirvana through the power of Yin and Yang. Therefore, what I leave behind must be resolved through the harmony of Yin and Yang. If Yin and Yang are not in harmony, I will surely perish in flames."

The handwriting was simple and ancient, but the meaning was crystal clear—this senior cultivated the power of Yin and Yang, and the Nirvana Heart he left behind could only be safely dissolved and refined with the power of Yin and Yang harmony, otherwise it would backfire and cause a backlash!

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with this Nirvana mind?"

Seeing that his expression was strange and his eyes were fixed on the coffin wall, Ling Qingzhu couldn't help but ask a question and walked to the stone coffin.

Lanhe did not answer directly, but pointed to the small characters on the coffin wall, indicating that she should see for herself.

Ling Qingzhu's gaze fell upon the line of small characters, which she quickly scanned. With her intelligence, she instantly understood its meaning.

A faint blush appeared on her cool face, and she spat lightly, as if she felt a sense of helplessness and embarrassment at the "test" left by her senior.

However, Lan He did not stop there. He took a half step back, solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to the pale white skeleton in the stone coffin, bowed deeply, and said loudly:

"Since you have already arranged things here, why hide in the shadows any longer? This junior, Lan He, and Miss Ling Qingzhu from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace have arrived here. Please show yourself, senior."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Ling Qingzhu's eyes. Who was Lan He... speaking to?

However, in the next instant, a strange phenomenon occurred.

On the pale white skeleton, faint red light floated up like fireflies, gathering and intertwining in the air above.

Amidst the flashes of light, a slightly ethereal figure slowly coalesced into form.

The light and shadow were completely transparent, clearly not a physical entity, but its face was clearly visible. It looked to be about thirty years old, appearing quite young, with a smooth face and a gentle and refined temperament, completely different from the imposing and domineering aura of a Nirvana Realm expert that one might imagine.

At this moment, he was hovering above the stone coffin, a faint smile on his face, as if he had seen through the ways of the world, and his gaze gently surveyed Lan He and Ling Qingzhu below.

"Hehe, I never expected that after so many years, the first person to see through my little trick and sense my remaining wisp of primordial spirit would be such a young fellow."

The refined figure spoke, his voice calm yet carrying a touch of ancient wisdom, "Not bad, meticulous mind, keen perception, a truly formidable young man."

This ray of light and shadow was none other than a wisp of the primordial spirit left behind by the Nirvana Realm expert who had passed away!

He remained hidden among the bones, silently observing the intruder.

With the powerful spiritual perception of an intermediate-level spirit talisman master and the foresight of a transmigrator, Lan He finally detected the barely perceptible fluctuation of the primordial spirit.

Ling Qingzhu felt a chill run down her spine and immediately understood the situation. Her attention had been entirely focused on the Nirvana Heart, and she hadn't noticed such a secret within the coffin. Now, seeing this senior's primordial spirit appear, she gave a slight bow, displaying impeccable manners.

"Junior Ling Qingzhu greets Senior."

The figure smiled and nodded, its gaze lingering on Ling Qingzhu for a moment, a hint of admiration flashing in its eyes: "A disciple of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace... I didn't expect even a disciple of such a super sect to come. My little legacy is not in vain."

His gaze then turned to Lan He, and he asked with great interest, "Young man, you just read the inscription on the coffin wall and begged me to appear. Do you already have a plan for what to do with this Nirvana Heart?"

Lan He cupped his hands again, neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "Senior, you are wise. We two juniors have come here by chance and have the opportunity to witness your legacy. However, since this Nirvana Heart was condensed by your Yin-Yang power and has a warning written on it, it is clear that it cannot be refined by one person alone."

"This junior dares to ask, senior, if besides the principle of yin and yang harmony, are there any other methods to safely obtain this opportunity?"

Upon hearing this, the spirit of the tomb's owner chuckled, stroking his illusory beard with an expression of "I knew it."

"The little guy is cautious. But it's a pity."

He shook his head, his tone tinged with a mixture of mockery and helplessness. "Back then, I entered Nirvana using the power of Yin and Yang. This Nirvana Heart, condensed from the essence of my life, naturally contains the purest Yin and Yang energies. To refine it, there is no other way but to harmonize Yin and Yang and guide each other. Forcibly consuming it alone will only ignite internal fire and burn you to death."

His gaze swept between Lan He and Ling Qingzhu, his smile deepening, even carrying a hint of mischievousness befitting an elder: "I see you two are a handsome couple, of similar age, and you've both found your way here; it's quite a coincidence."

"How about... I lend you my hand and help you make this marriage happen? You can gain both treasure and a beautiful woman—wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?"

Before the words were finished, a red light flashed in the eyes of the Yuanling Guangying, and with a seemingly casual wave of his hands, two pinkish-red streams of light shot out silently from his fingertips like gossamer threads, heading towards Lanhe and Ling Qingzhu's brows respectively!

This stream of light contained a strange, alluring, and fiery power, clearly intended to influence the two people's minds and arouse their desires!

However, who are Lan He and Ling Qingzhu?

One was prepared and resolute; the other was aloof and detached. Almost the instant the pink light shone out, their eyes simultaneously sharpened!

hum!

Lan He's spiritual power surged between his brows, and an invisible spiritual barrier instantly appeared before him. The pink light struck the barrier, melting away silently like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Ling Qingzhu stood on the Azure Lotus Platform beneath her feet, its clear light shimmering and the lotus petals flowing naturally. A cool and ethereal power spread out, freezing and annihilating the incoming pink light without a trace.

The two reacted with lightning speed and their teamwork was so seamless that it was as if they had rehearsed it.

"snort!"

A cold glint flashed in Ling Qingzhu's clear eyes; she despised such despicable methods. With a flick of her wrist, a condensed, tangible, and chilling sword aura pulsed from her fingertips!

Lan He's eyes also turned cold; the spirit left behind by the tomb's owner was indeed up to no good.

He stopped talking and the Azure Scale Sword at his waist emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, its blade pointing directly at the illusory light and shadow!

The two exchanged a glance and instantly reached a consensus: there was no need to be polite to this remnant primordial spirit that was trying to control the fate of others!

"Let's do it!"

A sharp rebuke and a low growl rang out almost simultaneously!