<strong>Chapter 1521: Chapter 1521: Chance Encounter</strong>
The heavens are round, the earth square.
At the bottom of theke, perfectly rectangr.
The pool’s edge is circr.
The center of theke.
Also a circle.
“Go!”
The moment theke water disappeared.
Sunlight suddenly pierced through the mist, shining brightly on the hole at the center of theke!
Various martial artists rushed over, leaping down!
Among them, many ancestors paid with their lives to explore the Azure Emperor’s ancient tomb.
The descendants reap the benefits.
Half a minuteter.
Only Julius Reed stood alone on the bank.
This terrain held some mysteries.
He looked up at the sky.
Sunlight appeared where it shouldn’t.
How could the sun at seven or eight in the morning shine vertically into the valley?
Moreover, why did the hollow mountain suddenly tremble?
And why did theke’s central hole open?
He leapt!
Jumping into theke’s center.
Screech!
The Grandmaster’s Longsword scraped against the wall, slowing his descent.
Deep!
Bottomless depth!
A full ten seconds!
Julius Reed’s feet finallynded on something soft.
Corpses.
Some reckless martial artists, inexperienced and without guidance from predecessors, were the unlucky ones.
Smashed to death.
The wall was damp.
Water indeed flowed in from here.
Julius Reed closed his eyes, and when he reopened them, green light emitted from his eyes.
Countless physical exercises had honed his eyes to be as keen as a beast’s!
Even at night, he could see many things clearly.
He held his sword in one hand and continued walking inside.
Underground was spacious, the corridor three meters high and about two meters wide.
The surroundings were dpidated stones with obvious signs of artificial excavation.
Building such an ancient tomb must have required massive manpower and resources.
Yet oddly, Julius Reed recalled no records or memories indicating Emperor Charlotte Grey ever built such a tomb.
What they heard was that Emperor Charlotte Grey spent years building a tomb for himself.
But it made no sense!
Such a construction, given productivity a thousand years ago, might not bepleted even in a century!
At a nce!
The corridor stretched nearly a kilometer.
Julius Reed dashed inside swiftly!
Darkness!
Dampness!
Moldy smell of pond water in the corridor.
And mixed with a hint of blood.
Would the corridor’s end be where Emperor Charlotte Grey sealed himself?
Julius Reed didn’t know.
But a forbidden area that troubled the four lords and six viceroys long ago wasn’t so easily breached.
Before long.
He reached the corridor’s end.
Light!
There was light!
In the mountain’s interior, dozens of meters underground, there was light!
A vast view before him!
A tomb chamber of at least a thousand square meters!
In the center!
A bronze coffiny!
Silent!
The tomb chamber was eerily silent!
Julius Reed saw no one.
But logically, it shouldn’t be.
Because there were no other exits in the tomb chamber.
Suddenly!
Boom!
The coffin lid was suddenly flipped open!
A corpse stood up from it.
“It’s you?”
Seeing the corpse’s form, Julius Reed squinted.
The figure standing from the coffin was the headless corpse from his dreams!
“Hehehe…”
The headless corpse emerged from the coffin, filling the tomb chamber with an eerieugh.
The once-empty chamber suddenly had many bizarre corpses.
“Interesting!”
Julius Reedughed abruptly.
The illusion is born from the heart.
He refused to believe it could be such a coincidence.
The corpse lying in the coffin couldn’t possibly be the headless one.
Illusion!
He took a deep breath and exhaled sharply!
Then immediately held his breath!
When he reopened his eyes, there was no headless corpse in front of him.
The first group to enter was fiercely battling.
Corpses were everywhere.
Some were crazily killing their ownpanions, utterly unaware.
On the outermost edge, a group was curiously looking at him.
From their eyes, Julius Reed knew these people also hadn’t fallen victim to the attack.
“Young man, you’re impressive. I watched you just now; from entering the tomb chamber to leaving the illusion, it took less than ten seconds!” A middle-aged man nodded approvingly, “Youth is to be feared.”
“Where’s the source?” Julius Reed asked aloud.
Since they hadn’t sumbed, there had to be a way to dispel it.
“Here!” The middle-aged man pointed to his chest, smiling, “The source lies in the human heart. This tomb is filled with a nt’s scent that causes hallucinations, simr to… the hallucinogenic substances we use now.”
“Why weren’t you affected?” Julius Reed nced around, noticing many people had alreadye to their senses.
The West Sea God Buddha, covered in blood, was killing those crazed martial artists with bare hands.
Ian Jorden?
Julius Reed saw Isabe Warm from afar.
Ian Jorden and Isabe Warm, leading a group, were also in battle.
But it seemed manageable.
They should easily handle it.
“When speaking to my master, it’s best to show respect.”
Before the middle-aged man could respond, a short-haired woman in a pink T-shirt and white jeans spoke coldly.
“yton, don’t be rude.”
The middle-aged man scolded and smiled at Julius Reed, “I’m Demetrius Caldwell.”
“Boulevard Caldwell Family?” Julius Reed examined the group and spoke again.
The group consisted of seven people.
Aside from the middle-aged man, the rest were all Great Grandmasters!
This lineup was luxurious!
What surprised Julius Reed was that the woman called yton was also a Great Grandmaster!
“Sharp eyes, young brother.” The man was initially stunned and thenughed, “How do you know I’m from Boulevard Caldwell’s family?”
“Apart from the Caldwell Family, who else would have such arrogant servants!”
Julius Reed said coldly.
Upon hearing it!
The woman’s face flushed red!
“Say that again!”
Being called a servant infuriated her!
“If I speak again, it might be with this sword!” Julius Reed raised his Longsword, pointing at the woman, “Wanna try?”
“Don’t be rude!”
Demetrius Caldwell shielded the woman behind him, his eyes narrowing, “This weapon of yours is a renowned sword. May I admire it?”
“Of course… not.” Julius Reed said the first two words and Demetrius Caldwell beamed.
But when he finished, Caldwell helplessly shook his head.
“I understand not unting wealth. Young brother, if you don’t mind, would you join us?” Demetrius Caldwell extended an invitation.
“Master, he repeatedly insults you, you…”
“yton, I’ve taught you many times to be generous. No master is without a temper,” Demetrius Caldwell sternly replied, “This young brother escaped the illusion in ten seconds; killing you wouldn’t take a second! Know your ce?”
“I…”
yton looked at Julius Reed with eyes full of doubt. “Master, he seems ordinary, yet he’s so formidable?”
“Certainly!”
Demetrius Caldwell nodded at Julius Reed, smiling in exnation, “My Caldwell ancestors visited three hundred years ago and left some clues. If you join me, it’ll save much trouble.”
“Alright.” Julius Reed agreed. “What do you seek here, Caldwell Family?”
“To retrieve an ancestor’s body,” Demetrius Caldwell said with a hint of bitterness shing on his face, “My father’s body is in this ancient tomb.”