Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 118 Living Figurines

Han Yun nodded, his third eye between his brows flickering slightly.

"Interesting. It's not just the mechanical skills of the Gongshu family, but also the work of the Yin-Yang School. Back then, Ying Zheng must have collected quite a few good things."

In Han Yun's Heavenly Eye, these were not merely mechanical constructs; they clearly contained sealed human souls. It was likely that the souls of slaves from the six kingdoms were extracted using secret methods and then sealed within them.

This makes these bronze mechanisms more lethal, enabling them to automatically identify and eliminate intruders without human intervention.

As soon as he finished speaking, a slight tremor suddenly came from the ground.

“Ka-ka-ka—”

The bronze tiger-shaped mechanical beast closest to them suddenly lit up with two clusters of eerie green flames in its eye sockets.

Immediately afterwards, all the mechanical puppets in the square turned toward the two people as if they had been awakened, their joints emitting a piercing metallic scraping sound!

"Back off!"

Han Yun grabbed Lao Meng and jumped backward.

Almost simultaneously, three massive bronze crossbow bolts, each as thick as an arm, pierced the air and embedded themselves in the ground where they had just stood, their metal fletchings still trembling violently.

Old Meng was still in shock when he saw a tiger-shaped mechanical beast pounce into the air, its bronze claws slicing out four cold streaks in the darkness!
Han Yun casually flicked his wrist, and golden cloud energy condensed into a tangible barrier.

"clang!"

The tiger claws collided with the Qi of Dan Yun, but could not penetrate it even slightly. Instead, they were crushed into bronze parts by the countless Daoist energies condensed by Han Yun.

Bronze fragments scattered across the ground, and the green flames in the tiger-shaped mechanical beast's eyes suddenly went out. But more mechanical puppets had already awakened, surging in like a tide.

Cold sweat beaded on Old Meng's forehead as he whispered, "Mr. Han, there are just too many of these puppets. It's probably not a good idea for the two of us to fight them head-on!"

Han Yun remained calm, golden light swirling between his brows and in his third eye. A golden longsword appeared and landed in his hand; it was the Pure Yang Sword.

"Just get rid of them!"

Then, Han Yun tossed the sword into the air, and it multiplied into ten thousand, floating in mid-air, emitting a clear sword sound, and the sword light poured down like rain!

In an instant, the entire plaza was illuminated by golden sword light, and countless bronze puppets disintegrated within the sword light. The souls sealed within them let out mournful screams, but vanished into thin air under the cleansing force of pure Yang Qi.

Old Meng stared wide-eyed. He had never seen such a shocking scene. Han Yun simply stood there, without making any extra movements, and those seemingly invincible bronze puppets were easily destroyed like paper.

In less than a minute, there were no more complete puppets left in the square, only bronze fragments scattered on the ground and the extinguished green flames.

"This...this is it?" Old Meng swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly.

Han Yun sheathed his Pure Yang Sword and said calmly, "Let's keep going. There should be something even more interesting ahead."

The two crossed the plaza and arrived at a huge bronze gate. The gate was engraved with intricate patterns, with a huge yin-yang symbol in the center, surrounded by five small seal characters in the shape of celestial bodies.

The outer edge of the Small Seal script is a series of concentric circles, on which various pictographic characters are carved.

"Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth!"

Yin and Yang and the Five Elements!

The core idea of ​​the Yin-Yang School is the theory of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, which emphasizes that all things in the universe are composed of two opposing and unified forces, Yin and Yang, and the cycle of mutual generation and restraint of the Five Elements. They believe that Yin and Yang are the fundamental contradictory forces of the universe: Yang represents light, positivity, and dynamism, while Yin symbolizes darkness, negativity, and staticity. The two are interdependent and transform into each other, forming the fundamental laws governing the operation of all things.

For example, natural and social phenomena such as heaven and earth, men and women, mountains and rivers are all included in this dialectical framework.

Zou Yan further proposed that the change of dynasties was governed by the Five Elements, thus forming the theory of the Five Virtues' cyclical succession.

Old Meng examined the door carefully for a moment, then frowned and said, "This door seems to require a specific method to open; forcibly breaking it might trigger an even more dangerous mechanism."

Han Yun nodded: "The Yin-Yang School's methods are indeed quite sophisticated."

He leaped into the air, placed his hand on the yin-yang symbol, and refined his strength like silk threads. Countless bursts of energy erupted from his palm and spread into the mechanical structure inside the door.

At the same time, the third eye of his forehead lit up, and the yin-yang fish on the door began to slowly rotate, while the wheels around it also began to alternate, and dust fell down in a flurry.

"Click——"

With a soft sound, the bronze door slowly opened, revealing a downward staircase. The walls on both sides of the staircase were inlaid with luminous pearls, emitting a soft glow.

Old Meng exclaimed in surprise, "Mr. Han, you also know about mechanisms?"

Han Yun smiled and said, "I know a little bit. Let's go, watch your step."

For Han Yun, who had the ability to see through objects, a large door was nothing. If it weren't for Lao Meng being there, and to avoid startling the other party, Han Yun could have completely overlaid the exterior with the interior and altered the real world.

The stairs were long, and it took the two about ten minutes to reach the bottom. Suddenly, a huge underground space opened up before them, with a towering dome, as if it were another world.

At the center of the space was a magnificent palace, surrounded by a "river" of mercury that shimmered silver under the light of the luminous pearl.

In the square in front of the palace, thousands of terracotta warriors made of clay are neatly arranged, and they are even more lifelike than the terracotta warriors on the ground.

Most striking is the enormous pearl suspended above the palace, radiating brilliant light like a small sun.

In the center is a nine-story platform with a huge bronze coffin on it. Nine bronze dragon statues hang down from above, with eighteen dragon claws pressing down on the coffin as if they are trying to suppress it.

Moreover, the bronze coffin was sealed with thick bronze chains, and the bronze coffin was densely engraved with the forbidden talismans of the Yin-Yang School.

Beside it stands a terracotta warrior statue resembling a general, leaning on a sword, his eyes fixed intently on the coffin.

Old Meng gasped in astonishment: "This...this is the core of Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum?"

Han Yun's gaze turned solemn: "No, this is still only the outer perimeter of the underground palace. The real core is still below, right beneath that bronze coffin."

He looked at the terracotta warrior of the general, and his third eye suddenly opened. The scene inside shocked Han Yun, because the inside was not hollow or a mechanism, but real human skeletons.

The remains were not rotten, and the flesh was a peculiar bluish-gray color. A terrifying military aura surrounded the body, and an unparalleled killing intent was hidden within it.

"Could this murderous intent belong to that person?" Han Yun guessed.

"With that person in charge here, this place doesn't feel like Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum anymore, but rather like a prison guard specifically stationed here to prevent something from getting out."

Han Yun suddenly shouted, "Am I right, Bai Qi, the God of Slaughter?!"

(End of this chapter)