From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

Chapter 233 Ancient Mirror

In the desolate cave, the lightning-struck wood emits a faint glow.

Wherever the thunder struck, the light gray fog retreated.

Chen Yu's consciousness followed forward, and a skeleton appeared at the edge of his sight.

He was not nervous at all, but rather excited.

All I saw along the way were dilapidated buildings and weathered rubble.

Now there is finally a different scene, which makes people's eyes light up.

The skeleton was incomplete; the left arm and left foot below the ankle were chopped off cleanly, leaving two clean cuts.

But this was not a fatal injury to it, there was a minor wound on its head.

Perhaps a sharp blade pierced through the top of the head and shattered the Niwan Palace.

After tapping it gently, I found that its texture was very brittle. Like the surrounding buildings, it had long been corroded by the fog and turned into a mortal object.

The spirituality has been completely exhausted and the glory of the golden elixir and the Dharma bones is no longer there.

But the fact that Bai Gu could survive in this gray mist until now shows that he was quite powerful when he was alive, at least a Jindan Zhenjun.

And how powerful must someone be to be able to kill Jindan Zhenjun so easily?

Chen Yu couldn't help but have some guesses in his mind and had certain expectations for this trip.

However, judging from the sense of time emanating from the cave, even the most powerful cultivators would have long since disappeared in the distant past.

The spirit puppet measured the cave step by step, and soon left the skeleton behind.

Now in front of him was a palace complex that was no smaller than the one before, and the structure was generally intact without many collapsed parts.

It may be that the materials used are of higher quality as you go deeper, and they can resist erosion longer.

The items in the palace were also corroded by the gray fog, but it can be seen that the furnishings inside are becoming more and more like a huge sect.

Unexpectedly, there were signs of rummaging through the house at the scene.

It didn't look like the aftermath of a war, but rather like someone was robbed afterwards.

Could there be such a gentleman who has arrived before me?

Chen Yu walked around but found nothing.

There is a small open space next to some low attics, with things like roots crawling on the ground, which turn into powder if touched.

This seems to be the residence of more important disciples in the sect. Naturally, there is a designated spiritual medicine garden near the attic.

On his way deeper into the cave, he discovered another skeleton.

The method of killing was the same, with fatal injuries on the top of the head.

The difference is that there are some magical weapons left beside him, but like their owner, their spirituality has dissipated and they are worthless.

Chen Yu was a little disappointed and found the fog around him more and more unpleasant.

It would be great if it could be completely eliminated, it would be a waste of so many spiritual objects.

But he hasn't found the core of Li Yu Dongtian yet, and he doesn't know where to start to sort out the tangled mess.

Moreover, the level of this secret realm is not low. With his current level of cultivation, he may not have enough strength to carry out what he wants.

Time passed quickly and the spirit puppet reached the deepest part of the cave.

The palace in front of him was more magnificent than any one Chen Yu had ever seen before.

Even the Dragon Palace mentioned by the monk on Leiyangze is probably no more than this.

The sixteen pillars at the front are each twelve feet in diameter, and are beautifully carved with dragons and phoenixes.

If the colors had not been dulled by the gray fog, it would have been a magnificent sight.

A hundred-foot-high gate was erected behind it, and it was also impossible to tell what material it was made of.

The door was open and it was pitch black inside.

The grey mist emanates from here, but there is still a little spiritual light in the palace that has not been corroded.

Chen Yu's heart trembled, this was most likely a spiritual object of level four or above.

The spirit puppet held up the lightning-struck wood and walked in resolutely.

The palace was very spacious and there was no end in sight.

But Chen Yu soon discovered that this place had been visited by someone before.

There was supposed to be a wall here, but it was pried away by the roots, leaving only a sunken foundation.

This senior is really ungracious and doesn't even know how to leave some space for those who come after him.

Chen Yu began searching the palace and soon found more than ten spiritual gold nuggets the size of quail eggs.

Judging from the concentration of spiritual energy, they are all fourth-level spiritual gold, but their names are completely unrecognizable.

After he gets out, he should find some more classics to read so that his knowledge in this area can be updated.

The spiritual gold contained its own spiritual light, and the gray mist could not get close at all.

It seems that this gray fog is just the power of the initial fourth level, and because it is too dispersed, its strength is far inferior.

The paths in the palace are interconnected and winding like a maze.

While remembering the direction he came from, Chen Yu looked ahead vigilantly.

Unfortunately, there were no strange creatures lurking in the darkness as he had imagined.

The entire cave was filled with deathly silence, and no moving objects existed except the spirit puppets.

When passing by a wall, Chen Yu, who was about to walk past, suddenly turned around.

Just now, when his spiritual sense shone on this wall, he sensed a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.

If it happened in the outside world, it might just be ignored. This fluctuation is not even as big as a mosquito's sneeze.

However, in this foggy place, even the faintest spiritual energy becomes unusual.

The spirit puppet slapped the wall with its palm. The material that had lost its spirituality was as fragile as paper, and grayish-white powder fell down.

A round bronze mirror appeared on the spot, with a diameter of about ten feet.

The bronze mirror is simple in style, but its surface is as shiny as new.

However, it is a very strange thing that it can still emit light in such a lost place.

The spirit puppet stood under the ancient mirror and injected magic power into it with both palms.

There is no doubt that this is a fourth-tier magic weapon with immense power.

The treasure was so concealed that it almost deceived him.

As the magic power poured into the dried-up ancient mirror, it simply broke away from the wall and floated in the air.

Then a strong light burst out, dispersing the fog hundreds of feet away.

But in this short moment, the magic power of the spirit puppet was rapidly consumed.

He understood that with his cultivation level at the early stage of the Golden Core, he would not be able to truly use this magic weapon even if he drained it dry.

With a thought, the transmission of magic power was cut off, and the ancient mirror returned to normal, still floating in the air.

Chen Yu probed his spiritual sense into the mirror and found that the core of the ancient mirror was empty.

With his experience in nurturing his own magic weapon, the fourth-level magic weapon at least gave birth to an independent consciousness, which is the so-called spirit of the weapon.

There is only one possibility for the loss of the spirit of the weapon, that is, it was destroyed by a powerful external force.

The spirit puppet wanted to continue searching, but the magic weapon sent him a picture.