I'm here in the martial arts world just to find love.

Jiang Chao, whose figure had suddenly grown taller, appeared to Qin Shaoling with a completely different aura than before.

The boy, covered in dark red patterns, possessed an overwhelming aura that made Qin Shaoling, who had never seen such an aura before, feel a chill run down his spine.

"Ah Lang, you..."

Qin Shaoling was dumbfounded. What kind of martial arts secret technique was this?

It can even change the shape of the human body?!

Qin Shaoling was astonished, but Jiang Chao ignored him; all he could see now was the enormous stone door.

A pair of bright, shining eyes were fixed on the stone door in front of them.

Jiang Chao took a deep breath, slowly raised his arms, and then placed them on the stone door until the power of his bloodline was fully activated.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, Jiang Chao suddenly exerted force with both arms.

"Boom!"

The stone gate of the underground palace, which they had been unable to budge no matter how hard they tried, suddenly emitted a terrifying roar after the boy, who had used a secret technique, shouted!

Qin Shaoling quickly regained his senses, suppressed his shock, and hurriedly pulled out three sections of iron rod from behind him, assembling them into a long spear.

This purple-gold dragon-patterned spear was a gift from his master before he left. For easy carrying, it can be disassembled into three parts: the spearhead, the shaft, and the tail.

  

Normally, Qin Shaoling would disassemble it into three pieces and carry them with him.

When they descended into this underground space earlier, Jiang Chao had said that if he could push open the stone door of the underground palace, he should stand guard with a gun to prevent anything from suddenly jumping out of the underground palace.

At this moment, the gate to the underground palace was being slowly pushed open by Jiang Chao, who seemed to be using some kind of martial arts secret technique. Qin Shaoling dared not delay any longer and hurriedly drew his gun to guard.

Even though Jiang Chao used his bloodline power, the stone door was simply too heavy, as if it weighed tens of thousands of kilograms. Jiang Chao pushed it with great difficulty and at a very slow speed.

However, as long as it can be pushed forward, there will inevitably be a moment when it is pushed aside.

Just as Jiang Chao was about to exhaust his strength, the stone door, which was several dozen feet high, was finally pushed open, creating a gap large enough for one person to pass through.

Seeing this, Jiang Chao immediately withdrew his arm and called out to Qin Shaoling:

"I'll go in first to scout the situation. Shaoling, you're ready to provide backup at any time!"

Having said that, the young man flashed and disappeared into the crack in the door.

"Ah Lang, be careful!"

Qin Shaoling only had time to give a word of advice before the stone door, which had been open, slammed shut again with a loud bang.

!!!

Qin Shaoling was immediately shocked.

"It's all over, it's all over."

……

Inside the stone gate, it was pitch black.

Even with Jiang Chao's sharp eyesight, he couldn't see his surroundings clearly at first glance.

It took about three breaths before I gradually adapted.

The scene before him made Jiang Chao's pupils shrink and he gasp.

Behind the stone gate, there was a city!

This city is vast in scale, with huge chains crisscrossing like a spider web, completely enveloping the entire city.

Above the city, there is a huge cauldron, which is dozens of feet tall. Above the mouth of the cauldron, there is a huge black coffin, which is wrapped with countless golden chains.

The combination of a bronze tripod, a black coffin, and gold chains doesn't look sinister or terrifying; instead, it gives off a sense of solemnity and grandeur.

Jiang Chao's gaze was immediately drawn to the enormous black coffin.

What kind of remains could warrant such a large coffin for burial?

And it's locked with a pure gold chain?

"You've arrived, descendant of the Jiang family."

Just as Jiang Chao was filled with doubt and surprise, an old voice boomed from all directions.

Jiang Chao was startled and looked around.

"Don't bother looking, I'm right here in this coffin."

The aged voice, coming from all directions, rang out once more.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Chao asked.

Upon learning that the voice was coming from inside the coffin, Jiang Chao's fear lessened considerably.

However, he remained vigilant, circulating his internal energy and doing his utmost to recover the strength he had expended when he pushed open the stone door.

"Who am I? Hahahaha!"

"You don't even know who I am!"

The aged voice suddenly became somewhat frantic because of Jiang Chao's question.

"I am the master of Yunmeng Mountain, the True Lord of Yunmeng!"

A mysterious, aged voice roared:

"He is a great benefactor to your Jiang family!"

Yunmeng Zhenjun?

Jiang Chao pondered the title carefully, but after searching his memory, he couldn't recall it at all.

Moreover, the title "True Lord" has a lot of history. Originally, it was a respectful term used by people in the Taoist sect to refer to the "True Ruler" who had attained enlightenment. Later, it evolved into an honorific title for high-ranking Taoist priests.

It can also be used to refer to immortals or deities.

In addition to what the other party just mentioned, the master of Yunmeng Mountain.

Could it be... that the person lying in this giant coffin is not a human, but the former mountain god of Yunmeng Mountain?

Thinking of this, Jiang Chao continued to ask:

"Senior said you are the master of Yunmeng Mountain, so why are you imprisoned here?"

"Didn't you understand what I meant? I am a great benefactor to your Jiang family!"

"Oh, Jiang family's great benefactor, why are you imprisoned here?" Jiang Chao continued to ask in a flat tone.

"……hehe."

The aged voice laughed.

Jiang Chao wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he detected a hint of bitterness in the other person's laughter.

"Why are you laughing, senior?"

"I laugh at myself, how laughable."

Why would a senior criticize themselves?

"I have waited for so many years, thinking that the descendants of the Jiang family have finally come to fulfill their promise. I never expected that a mere child would come. It is truly laughable."

Jiang Chao was taken aback upon hearing this.

Fulfill the contract? Fulfill what contract?

"Back then, in order to suppress that extraterrestrial being, I did not hesitate to destroy my own cultivation, and together with your Jiang family ancestor, I suppressed that evil thing along with this city that never sleeps, which I had refined, underground."

"Your ancestor once said that a thousand years from now, a descendant of the Jiang family will push open this stone door, enter this city that never sleeps, and free me from the seal."

The aged voice was suddenly filled with regret.

"It now seems that your ancestor deceived me!"

"How can a mere child, who isn't even a Grandmaster, break the seal for this old man?"

"How hateful, how hateful!"

Ignoring the other party's remorse, Jiang Chao asked, "The seal you spoke of, senior? Could it be those golden chains?"

"That's a magic lock, you ignorant brat!"

"A magic lock?"

Jiang Chao frowned slightly; he had seen this in a book of supernatural tales.

Legend has it that the first beings born in the world were not humans, but innate deities who could fly and burrow underground.

These deities possessed great supernatural powers, capable of summoning wind and rain, and moving mountains and overturning seas. Later, they engaged in a great war to compete for the destiny of heaven and earth.

As the mountains crumbled and the earth split open, countless primordial deities perished, leaving behind a landscape ravaged by war.

A compassionate primordial deity, unable to bear the destruction of this world, sacrificed himself to mend the heavens, forging the Heaven-Mending Stone and the Immortal Lock with his divine will.

The Heaven-Mending Stone was used to repair the heavens and earth, and the Immortal Lock was used to seal the immortals. In the end, the heavens and earth returned to peace.

Later, the human race was born from the remains left by the dead primordial gods.

At first, Jiang Chao simply thought it was something a whimsical novelist had imagined.

In retrospect, the novel that he considered to be purely a collection of supernatural tales was actually a work of fact.

Does such a thing as a magic lock truly exist in this world?