Chapter 5240
"Spirit of the Heavenly Secret?" "This is the Spirit of the Heavenly Secret left behind by the
Palace Master of the Heavenly Secret Palace. It contains all the mysterious cultivation
methods of the Heavenly Secret Palace..." "Treasures. Those are treasures..."
Looking at the bead, everyone there was utterly excited.
'Spirit of the Heavenly Secret?'
At the same time, Darryl was also intrigued.
'The bead looks similar to the Spiritual Pearl from the ancient tomb of Lu
Bu.*
Darryl clearly remembered that when he entered Lu Bu's ancient tomb, there was also a
similar bead in Lu Bu's crystal coffin.
Back then, Zhu Bajie called it the Spiritual Pearl. It was agglomerated after Lu Bu died and
contained the ultimate technique he used when he was alive, named the Blood Battle
Eight Directions.
The Spirit of the Heavenly Secret also contained the ultimate technique of the Heavenly
Secret Palace. Whoever got their hands on it would inject their internal energy, and the
mysterious cultivation methods would automatically enter their minds.
In other words, the Spiritual Bead and the Spirit of the Heavenly Secret had the same
effect.
What was different was that the Spiritual Bead was agglomerated from Lu Bu's flesh.
In contrast, the Spirit of the Heavenly Secret was agglomerated by the last Palace Master
of the Heavenly Secret Palace, Joses, using his massive internal energy.
No matter what, the Spirit of the Heavenly Secret was indeed the treasure of the
underground city. After all, it contained all the mysterious cultivation methods of the
Heavenly Secret Palace.
Whoever had it would be invincible.
The people there exclaimed as they burned passionately, wanting to charge forward
again.
Creak...
However, before anyone could start running, the activation sound of a mechanism came
from the four corners of the main hall. Then, a few stone sculptures placed there suddenly
moved.
Those stone sculptures were carved into armored warriors and colored. From afar, they
looked real. It was strange that the sculptures suddenly moved.
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
"What happened?" "Why did the stone sculptures move?"
As everyone felt puzzled, Lindsey, who had understood the situation, could not help but
shout, "You bunch of liars, bad people! Are you thinking of stealing the treasures of the
Heavenly Secret Palace? Dream on! This is the Profound Armor Formation specially
deployed by my father. Don't you think you could resolve it?"
She exclaimed with pride on her face.
'Profound Armor Formation?'
Hearing that, everyone had a bad hunch. At the same time, the stone sculptures from the
four corners surrounded the cracked statue and formed a formation.
Each stone sculpture had a broad, sharp sword in each hand. The sword had a black gloss
and was evidently made of a special metal.
Darryl frowned slightly. Deep down, he could not help but exclaim.
'The Palace Master of the Heavenly Secret Palace was a descendant of Nine Saint Spirit.
He achieved an extraordinary level of attainment in mechanism formations. No wonder
the Heavenly Secret Palace became a myth in the Cryolet Continent.'
Others could not tell, but Darryl realized sophisticated machine springs were in the stone
sculptures. Once the mechanism was triggered, the machine spring would be activated,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmoving the stone sculptures.
Once the stone sculptures started to move, they would also continuously bring power to
the machine springs inside. In that way, the stone sculptures would turn into killing
machines that never slept.
In other words, the only way to destroy the stone sculptures was to destroy the machine
springs in them.
However, the stone sculptures had extremely sharp swords in their hands and had strong
attack and defense. Therefore, it was not easy to destroy the machine springs.
F*ck!
As Darryl pondered, one of the elites gathered his thoughts and shouted," What Profound
Armor Formation? It's just a few stone sculptures..."
Immediately, he erupted and charged forward.
The few stone sculptures guarded both ends. Once they sensed someone approaching
them, they would immediately wave the sword in their hands and form a web of swords,
surrounding the elite.
"Pft!"
The next moment, before anyone realized what happened, they saw the elite being
chopped into several pieces mid-air without a single cry.