All Heavens: Starting with Panlong's Transcendence, Devouring All Heavens

Chapter 7 The Strange Object, the Water of Life

Despite concerns that forcibly opening the gate might destroy the object inside the stone mountain, Lynn spent several days trying to find a way to enter the mountain and retrieve it.

Perhaps that green elf knew the way, but he was dead, and Lynn had nowhere to ask.

Finally, Lynn lost his patience and decided to pump out the water... no, to flatten the rocky hill.

As for what's inside, there's nothing that can be done if it's really destroyed. His time is precious, and he doesn't have time to waste here.

Holding the greatsword "Thousand Pounds", Lynn stood at the foot of the mountain and slashed fiercely at the blue stone mountain in front of him.

The limestone erupted with fighting spirit, instantly creating a large gash several meters long in the mountainside.

Boom!

The immense force caused the small hill, less than 100 meters high, to tremble violently, and rocks rained down like rain!

"Again!" Lynn shouted softly, and once again swung his sword with lightning speed.

……

After circling the foot of the mountain and slashing dozens of times, the Green Stone Mountain was reduced to fragments.

finally--

"Boom!"

The less than 100-meter-high Qing Shi Mountain finally succumbed to Lynn's relentless attacks and collapsed with a deafening roar.

As soon as the dust settled, Lynn's gaze was immediately drawn to something amidst the countless pebbles.

"It's a magic circle!"

The dark, shadowy barrier occupied nearly a third of the space inside the Green Stone Mountain. The interior of the Green Stone Mountain was actually hollow, as if it had been deliberately hollowed out to conceal the magic array.

"Could this hill have been moved from somewhere else?" Lynn couldn't help but wonder, and his guess wasn't impossible.

In the original work, the Martial God Sect was created by 'Martial God' O'Brien slicing off a mountain with a single sword strike. If the Martial God can split a mountain in half with one sword strike, what's so strange about other powerful figures moving a small mountain?

What truly surprised Lynn was this magic circle!

In the Panlong world, magic circles are an extremely mysterious and advanced art. Many of those who study magic circles are powerful figures from the highest planes.

Logically speaking, magic circles should not appear in the material plane.

"Could it be that those powerful beings who fought for the faith of the main god brought it from the highest plane?" Lynn carefully approached the dark light barrier, picked up a rock weighing several hundred pounds, and smashed it hard.

"Boom!" The rocks shattered into pieces, but the light shield remained unmoved.

Lynn's gaze, however, was fixed on the area inside the light barrier.

Inside the light shield, in the very center, there was a flat, jet-black boulder, and on this boulder was placed a bronze-colored double-eared cauldron.

"The cauldron is a treasure!" A glint of light flashed in Lynn's eyes.

Unfortunately, the treasure was right in front of him, but without understanding the details of the magic circle, Lynn didn't even dare to approach it. Next, he threw out boulders and wooden sticks, but they all shattered upon impact with the dark light barrier.

"That's right, the thing on that green elf!" After trying for a long time without success, Lynn remembered the green elf he had killed.

Since he came to search for treasure, he shouldn't be blocked by the magic circle. Perhaps the thing that can break the magic circle is among his belongings.

He drew his rapier and longbow, but the magic circle showed no reaction. However, when Lynn produced the map drawn on the hide of an unknown animal—

"Buzz~"

The magic circle suddenly shone brightly, and a soft black light also appeared on the animal hide map.

"Sure enough, the magic circle is related to this map!" Lynn held the animal skin map and carefully approached the magic circle. When the light emitted by the two touched,

"Pop!"

The magic circle's protective shield burst like a bubble, as if it had never existed.

"What a pity! This magic circle is a one-time use item! Now it's completely destroyed." Lynn thought to himself as he felt the dissipating dark elements around him. At the same time, his gaze was drawn to the flat, pitch-black boulder and the bronze cauldron placed on it.

"This huge, jet-black boulder is Black Flame Stone, a material similar to Earthstone. It can be used to forge weapons for Saint-level warriors!" Lynn quickly identified the origin of the black boulder. Such a large piece of Black Flame Stone could be used to forge dozens of Saint-level weapons. In the material plane, it would be priceless.

However, this large piece of black flame stone was only used as a table. The most precious thing in this magic circle was the bronze cauldron and the things stored inside it.

Lynn picked up the small cauldron, and a rich life force wafted out.

The small cauldron was filled to the brim with a bright green liquid, which emitted an incredibly enticing aroma that made one want to swallow it whole.

"This contains the water of life!" Lynn swallowed, but a look of surprise flashed involuntarily in his eyes.

The Water of Life contains endless life force. The energy of a single drop of the Water of Life is enough to allow an ordinary warrior to cultivate to the peak of level nine. He only needs to comprehend the power of heaven and earth to step into the Holy Realm.

Saves you from the arduous process of accumulating fighting spirit!

In fact, there are many rare and wonderful items that can enhance a warrior's strength, such as the Purple Eye Fruit that he used to break through to level nine.

This is why it's easier for warriors to cultivate than for mages. There are no shortcuts for mages to increase their mental strength; they can only rely on their own slow meditation.

Lynn shook the small cauldron in his hand, his smile widening: "A single drop can create a quasi-Saint-level warrior. This cauldron contains at least a thousand drops of the Water of Life!"

He put the small cauldron, along with the Water of Life and the Black Flame Stone below, into his spatial ring.

Lynn turned and left without hesitation. The one-time magic circle here had been destroyed, and the 'Water of Life' would never be produced again.

……

At dawn, the rising sun casts its rays, and all things begin to revive.

The torrent roared down the cliff, forming a huge waterfall. On the blue stone beside the waterfall, Lynn sat cross-legged, and a chilling pressure emanated from him. The surging battle qi within him seemed ready to explode at any moment.

In fact, Lynn had been sitting here cross-legged all night.

Last night, after consuming a drop of the Water of Life, he stayed here to cultivate his battle qi. The Water of Life truly lived up to its reputation as a rare treasure of heaven and earth; just one drop was enough to push the battle qi in his dantian to the peak of the ninth level, saving him several years of effort.

Lynn stood up, and the boiling gray rock fighting energy in his dantian gave him the illusion that he could fly.

"Without comprehending the power of heaven and earth, and without transforming your battle qi to reach the Saint Realm, being able to fly is just an illusion!" Lynn shook his head, jumped off the boulder, and continued forward along the river.

Flying is an ability possessed only by sages and high-ranking mages; warriors can only look on with envy!

(End of this chapter)