Chapter 213 Star Map? (1/2)

A sudden light shone in Ruan Tang's almond-shaped eyes, making the crystals in the cave lose their color.

Thump.

Knock knock.

That sound wasn't heard with the ears; it resonated in the heart.

Ruan Tang's heart pounded with that dull yet stubborn rhythm, one beat after another.

Her fair, delicate hand pressed against the dark stone slab, and a tingling sensation spread through her fingertips.

A warm current, carrying vibrant life force, emerged from the crack in the rock and climbed up her fingertips.

It felt itchy and tingly, so comfortable that her toes curled up slightly.

That's the vibe!

Breath of Earth!

Although its original form is no longer here, this stone platform has been pressed down by the bronze cauldron for thousands of years and soaked in the vitality of the soil every day, so it has long since become a spirit.

A piece of "breathing soil stone"!

"elder brother!"

She tilted her small, palm-sized face up, her cheeks flushed with excitement, and her dimples looked as if they were filled with honey.

"We don't need to look anymore!"

Looking at her greedy little face, as if she had gotten a great deal, Yan Yu's coldness melted into a pool of water, and he gave a soft "hmm".

Ruan Tang pulled his strong hand like she was presenting a treasure, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe, her voice soft and sweet.

"We were very lucky to find the Kunlun Spirit Stone on our first stop. It is extremely pure and strong."

"At the second stop, we not only found the bronze artifact that had nurtured the soil, but also the most important soil stone, which was nurtured later and is of the yin nature, meaning it is endlessly regenerating."

"The great formation requires one yin and one yang spiritual object, and now we have everything. The rest are other suppressing objects."

Yan Yu gave a soft "hmm," then placed his large hand on her head and rubbed it.

Ruan Tang squatted down, stretched out her two delicate white hands, and was about to pry open the precious stone slab.

The spiritual energy at his fingertips had just probed into the crack in the rock.

A sudden change has occurred!

The bronze cauldron that had been moved aside emitted a piercing, long cry!

The mottled green rust on the cauldron came to life, transforming into countless writhing black water patterns!

A chilling aura, capable of freezing bones, mixed with the roar of a raging flood and the despair of countless people drowning, condensed into a black water dragon that rushed straight towards Ruan Tang's face!

This cauldron has suppressed the water vein for a thousand years, and its very essence is filled with the resentment of the water vein!

It treats the Breath of Earth as its own heart; whoever touches it will die!

"Tangtang!"

Yan Yu's voice tightened instantly.

Without a second thought, his tall frame moved sideways, like a mountain, completely protecting Ruan Tang behind him.

A golden barrier of spiritual energy opened in his palm, forcefully resisting the black torrent that could freeze the soul.

"Sizzle—"

The resentment clashed with spiritual power, producing a sound like boiling oil being poured onto a branding iron, and the temperature inside the cave instantly dropped to freezing point.

[Squeak! You broken cauldron! I'll beat you to death!]

Little White was so scared that its white fur stood on end, but when it saw its little master being bullied, its courage immediately burst out of its body with anger!

The little creature darted into the air with a "whoosh," opened its small mouth, and unleashed a solid silver blade of light, sharp enough to tear through anything, which slashed fiercely at the bronze cauldron!

"when!"

With a crisp sound, the light blade struck the cauldron, sending sparks flying, but leaving not even a white mark.

This cauldron is eerily hard!

The black torrent, once blocked, only went even crazier.

Countless distorted and tormented faces floated in the black water, silently screaming as they frantically assaulted Yan Yu's barrier.

Yan Yu's face darkened, and killing intent surged in his dark eyes. He was about to use his spatial power to cut the broken cauldron into pieces.

A soft, warm little hand reached out from behind him and gently pressed against his tense arm.

"Brother, don't be angry, it's not bad."