The walls of the hall are mottled, runes are carved directly on them, the brushwork is vigorous, the iron paintings and silver hooks leave traces of time.
The stone platform is older than the hall.
On the outside, this is just an ordinary half-moon-shaped stone platform, but it exudes an inexplicable simplicity that touches people's hearts. It is not a thing of this world.
The stone platform is full of devastation. I don't know if it was damaged in ancient wars or if it was originally like this. The surface is covered with interlaced scars and is so messy that it is impossible to see what the pattern is.
In the hall, except for the spiritual array, stone platform and thunder pulp, there is nothing else.
The stone platform is so ordinary, but it can float in mid-air without falling.
If you look carefully, you will find that this is not the power of the stone platform itself, but the power of the spiritual formation gathered here. The location of the 'stone platform' is where the eye of the spiritual formation is located.
The reason why the thunder slurry in the pool is so docile is most likely due to the spiritual formation. It is hard to see what role the stone platform can play.
The spiritual formation and the stone platform were definitely not the work of one person, and they were not even from the same era. The person who left the spiritual formation must have had deep meaning in placing the stone platform here.
The man in black robe stared straight at the stone platform. This was exactly what the ancestor of Black Snake Mountain wanted.
He tentatively stepped into the hall. Seeing nothing strange, his figure flashed to the side of the thunder pool.
Even though the thunder plasma pool had not changed, being so close to the thunder plasma made the man in black robes feel numb, his eyelids twitching, and he acted extremely cautiously.
"Can this thing be a rare treasure?"
Looking at the stone platform, the man in black robe felt doubtful.
No matter how you look at it, the stone platform does not look like a magic weapon, and it does not show any sign of powerful power. However, the vast and primitive meaning emanating from this object is shocking. It must be something that has been passed down from ancient times to this day, so it must not be a common thing.
The situation outside was urgent, but the man in black didn't seem to be worried at all.
He was not in a hurry to take away the stone platform. He first took out a flying sword, used his true energy to activate it, and lightly chopped it on the stone platform.
'Ding!'
The sound is crisp and clear.
The flying sword was deflected.
The man in black robe changed into a magical spiritual sword, but it was still the same, and he slashed with the sword several times without leaving any trace.
The stone platform is extremely hard.
The shocking scars on it, if they hadn't existed originally, would certainly not have been an ordinary sword that could have destroyed the stone platform like this.
The man in black robe decisively put away his spiritual sword and gently pressed his palm on the stone platform, activating the true energy and instilling it into the stone platform.
The next moment, a faint shimmer suddenly appeared on the surface of the stone platform. The hall was too bright, and this layer of light could only be vaguely seen. It was illusive and ethereal, like a faint starlight.
A change finally occurred on the stone platform, but the man in black robe had known about it for a long time and was not excited. When he continued to activate his spiritual power, the starlight on the stone platform only became more intense, and there were no other changes.
"Sure enough, even the two great Nascent Souls of the human race didn't see any significance. They thought it was just a formation eye and something to assist in cultivation. I still don't have any extravagant expectations that I can gain anything by relying on the human race's methods."
The man in black robe had no choice but to withdraw his spiritual power. After pondering for a while, his lips moved slightly and uttered strange syllables.
Then, he stretched out his right hand, with his fingers spread wide, and a strange tattoo suddenly appeared on his arm, which turned out to be a divine pattern of the Witch Clan. A ball of silver light condensed in the palm of the black-robed man, and as the black-robed man shouted, '
It hit the stone platform with a loud bang.
This was actually a bolt of lightning.
After hitting the stone platform, the lightning did not disappear, but turned into a power grid, surrounding the stone platform, as if it wanted to get into the stone platform, or activate the power hidden inside the stone platform.
Unfortunately, the man in black robe still failed. The stone platform was the same as before, only with a faint light, and because the divine pattern was too weak, the light was so weak that it was almost invisible.
But he was not discouraged, because the divine patterns of the Witch Clan were also all-encompassing, including wind, rain, thunder and lightning.
The inheritance of the Wu Clan must be a grand method that is not inferior to that of the human race, but for some reason, it was cut off so completely.
The man in black robe activated different divine patterns, evolved various powers, and used Gu insects, but failed to get a response from Shitai.
In the end, the man in black robe had no choice but to give up.
"No wonder Master calls it a rare treasure, not a dharma treasure. What secrets are hidden in this thing? It seems that only Master or other Nascent Souls of the Witch Clan can decipher it."
The man in black robe murmured to himself, his breath changed, and he put away all the divine patterns. Recalling the last words of the Nascent Soul that he had received from the abandoned disciples of Dou Dou Peak, the true essence reappeared, divided into several channels, and submerged into the spiritual formation.
The runes in the spiritual formation flickered, and the man in black robe took the opportunity to reach out, grab the stone platform like lightning, lift it hard, and successfully take out the stone platform.
The man in black robe looked happy and put the stone platform directly into the mustard bag. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something strange in the thunder pool.
The originally calm thunder slurry had subtle water waves appearing on its surface. The aura of the thunder slurry became more and more violent, and the power of thunder wandering around was also affected.
Obviously, the stone platform is very important to the spiritual formation.
If the stone platform is removed, the spiritual array will become unstable.
The runes in the spiritual formation lit up one after another, shining brightly, but the restless force of the thunder could not be stopped or suppressed.
If there is a pool full of thunder slurry, once it breaks out, the entire Dongming Island will not be spared. Even this thin layer will make the man in black robes scared and dare not stay for a moment.
The man in black robe stepped forward and quickly exited the hall.
Outside the Thunder Cave.
Alarmed by the news of the breaking of the ban, monks in the alchemy stage from various major sects rushed over one after another. They were surprised to find a group of strange Wu Clan monks appearing on the island.
At this time, they still didn't know, but there must be something fishy about the three Dou Dou Peak disciples, and they were tricked and sneaked in under their noses.
"Get back!"
The Wu Clan monks reorganized the formation, and with a wave of the Beast King's banner, golden threads shot out of the air, strangling the two fastest human golden elixirs.
The two men sensed the power of the golden thread, and their expressions changed drastically. They immediately used their magic weapons to resist, but they were still defeated. The golden thread swallowed up their attacks, and they were still fierce. Shocked, the two men stopped suddenly, retreated quickly, and met each other.
He was pushed back and was in a very embarrassed state.
Fortunately, the people behind also arrived.
"This is the famous Beast King Banner Formation of the Witch Clan!"
Everyone was a person who had experienced hundreds of battles. Some people recognized the Beast King Banner and took a breath of cold air. Refining this banner was very difficult and extremely complicated. All the top sects of the Witch Clan had the Beast King Banner.
"The origins of these Wu people are not simple! The Beast King flags are incomplete, so don't worry. If you dare to sneak into Dongming Island, don't let any of them go!"
The few human monks with the highest cultivation level made arrangements, and everyone quickly changed their formations to counterattack the witch monks.
The human monks have a numerical advantage, and the wizard monks cannot hold on for long even if they rely on the Beast King Banner.
Just when they were anxious, the man in black robe finally came out of the mine cave. Seeing this, he waved his arm and said, "We got the thing! Get out!"
After that, the man in black robe took the lead to escape.
The Wu Clan monks were overjoyed when they heard this. They activated the Beast King Flags to provide cover and quickly moved towards the location of the flag array.
