Douluo: The Peerless Tang Sect - The Ordinary Life of a Supporting Character

Chapter 120 Spatial Rift

Wang Nan channeled his soul power, and a golden dragon-shaped staff appeared in his hand. The figure of the Heavenly Floating Dragon also appeared, circling around him once.

For a moment, both Pan Huai's and Pan Yang's Panlong staffs trembled slightly.

Suddenly, the two giant dragon phantoms, one blue and one red, looked at him.

The man and the two dragons stared at each other for a long time. Suddenly, the two dragon shadows let out a long roar and disappeared back into the black gate.

The next moment, the door slowly opened, revealing a pitch-black crack from which an aura not belonging to this world surged forth.

Wang Nan finally understood the purpose of this door; it was a passageway to other spaces.

Pan Huai's eyes lit up, and he could no longer contain his excitement, rushing inside without a care in the world.

"grandfather!"

Pan Yang called out, glanced at Wang Nan beside him, bit his lower lip, gripped the Panlong Staff tightly, and crawled inside.

Wang Nan waited for a moment, but the pitch-black door in front of him remained unchanged, the passage was still stable, and there was no other movement coming from inside.

His spiritual power couldn't pass through this passage; only the Heavenly Floating Dragon surrounded him, subtly pointing ahead based on instinct.

After a moment of silence, Wang Nan seemed to have thought of something, suddenly laughed, and then strode inside.

Only after Wang Nan's figure completely disappeared into the passage did two dragon shadows, one blue and one red, emerge from the gate and enter the passage as well. The pitch-black gate then closed, remaining there as if it had no purpose.

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Passing through the spatial passage was instantaneous, just like when he used his left leg bone soul skill; in the blink of an eye, he arrived in an unfamiliar place.

As soon as Wang Nan arrived, he was dazzled by the bright light around him.

Just moments ago we were deep inside a cave, but now, the surroundings are illuminated by several enormous luminous stones. Upon closer inspection, there are many smaller stones around those luminous stones, though they can no longer emit light; otherwise, this place would probably be as bright as day.

Using the remaining light, Wang Nan looked around and saw several tall and magnificent buildings standing there. The tallest one was clearly layered and appeared to be nine stories high from the outside.

Further away, where the light cannot reach, lies a vast, ethereal darkness that stretches to the horizon.

Pan Huai and Pan Yang hadn't gone far; they were nearby. At that moment, Pan Huai was looking at the tallest building. Even though he was a Soul Saint, his hands were trembling slightly, and his eyes were fixed on a sign on it.

Wang Nan looked up and saw that the logo was the same one he had seen in Shrek Academy's history books; it was the logo of the Spirit Hall.

Unexpectedly, the space passage led them to the location of the Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago.

However, Wang Nan was not as excited as Pan Huai, and simply walked slowly toward the buildings.

However, he was soon dumbfounded.

Although it is unknown whether time flows the same here as outside, ten thousand years have passed outside, so the time that has passed here must not be short. Originally, without anything interfering, these buildings could barely maintain their original state. However, after Wang Nan passed by, the air current he created caused the entire building to collapse with a roar.

The walls and the contents of the building vanished into the air like loose sand.

This seemed to trigger a chain reaction, with surrounding buildings disappearing one after another, until only the nine-story building remained.

Pan Huai then came to his senses and looked towards Wang Nan.

"This...sigh, even the Spirit Hall can't withstand the power of time."

He sighed deeply, then looked at Wang Nan and said, "Thank you for bringing us here. It seems there are only some things left in the middle. As we agreed before, whatever they are, I will share them with you."

"If you have your eye on something, we can make some concessions." Pan Huai stared intently into Wang Nan's eyes.

Although spending a few days together had allowed Pan Huai to gradually understand Wang Nan's personality, as the saying goes, wealth can be a powerful motivator. He knew that once they arrived here, he and his grandfather were no longer of any value to Wang Nan. He feared that if Wang Nan were to have other ideas, the two of them combined might not be a match for him.

However, Wang Nan wasn't that kind of person. He simply shook his head slightly and said, "Let's do it the way we said before."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the building.

Pushing open the door, a musty smell wafted out.

The first thing that caught Wang Nan's eye was a fighting arena, surrounded by several long tables. However, as time passed, the items on them had disappeared, and he had no idea what had originally been placed there.

Looking around, there was nothing else but these long tables, so the three of them had no choice but to go upstairs.

The second floor is similarly decorated to the first floor, except that something different finally appears around it.

Those are some gold soul coins placed here. Despite being tens of thousands of years old, these things still exude an alluring light.

Pan Huai's gaze swept over the area, lingered for a moment, and finally returned to Wang Nan's direction. "Let's go up a bit more and see what else is there before dividing it up."

Wang Nan nodded in agreement and then walked upstairs.

Upon reaching the third level, a change finally occurred. There was still an arena, but next to it stood a stone tablet with some writing on it. Although most of it was illegible due to the passage of time, a few words could still be read.

"This is the site of... the Battle of Jialing Pass, where we were defeated by a powerful enemy, and my brother and I have not made any further progress in our cultivation... We cannot let this go..."

"...The Spirit Hall was destroyed...In our later years, we gained some insights, and my brother and I left our legacy here on the site of the Spirit Hall, hoping that future generations can gain some understanding..."

It seems that the two ancestors of the Qian Gu family did not intend to rebuild the Spirit Hall or revitalize the Qian Gu family. However, their words were passed down by word of mouth, and inevitably some other people's opinions were mixed in, eventually becoming the version that Pan Huai mentioned.

While Pan Huai was still looking at the inscription on the stone tablet, Wang Nan had already climbed the steps to the fourth floor.

On the long table here are some jade boxes, which look like they contained herbs or pills, but they have all disappeared.

Wang Nan didn't linger and continued upwards. On the fifth floor, there were two books, but the writing on them was already blurred and illegible.

After getting closer, Wang Nan managed to make out some familiar descriptions, which were quite similar to the meditation methods he had learned from his father when he was a child. It seemed that these two were indeed his ancestors in this life.

On the sixth floor, Wang Nan finally saw something different.

Two giant dragon phantoms, one blue and one red, were waiting there. Upon seeing Wang Nan arrive, the blue phantom transformed into a hazy human figure, while the red phantom transformed into a long staff, which was held in the human figure's hand.

(End of this chapter)