Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

The map is marked with three striking red markers, which are the possible locations where Wang Teng speculated about the burial site in his early years.

All three locations meet the criteria of being "near water, with a waterfall, and backed by mountains," making it difficult to determine their authenticity from a distance.

"We'll have to find them one by one."

Wang Teng took out some dry food and water, quickly filled his stomach, and then cleaned up the traces he had left behind.

Then, with a swift movement, he darted towards the back mountain of Holy Soul Village like a night bird.

Referring to the map, Wang Teng began to check the marked locations one by one.

In his early years, he was afraid of Tang Hao and never dared to come to this area to investigate carefully.

Therefore, although Wang Teng now has a map, he still needs to verify it on-site and conduct a thorough investigation.

Time passed slowly, and the light in the forest went from dark to bright, and then back to dark.

Three days later, the first two locations were ruled out.

Although there is a waterfall there, the terrain and water flow do not match the description, and no hidden entrance was found.

There's only one place left now.

It was afternoon.

The sun was scorching, and Wang Teng was soaked in sweat, his robes clinging tightly to his body.

"This is the only place left... It has to be here."

Wang Teng hurried through the woods, feeling somewhat anxious.

Time passed little by little.

Soon, evening approached, and a cool breeze blew through the woods.

Wang Teng opened his shirt, letting the wind carry away the heat from his body.

Just then, a rushing sound of water came from ahead.

"river?"

Wang Teng perked up, licked his chapped lips, and ran with all his might toward the sound of water.

The further you go, the louder the sound of the water becomes, gradually turning into a thunderous roar.

Clearly, what lies ahead is not an ordinary river, but a rushing waterfall.

Wang Teng pushed aside the last clump of bushes, and the view suddenly opened up before him.

A wide curtain of water cascaded down from above, crashing into the deep pool below and splashing up a white mist.

The water in the pool flows outward, forming a winding river that extends deep into the forest.

"Found it...this is it!"

Wang Teng let out a long breath, walked to the edge of the pool, squatted down, scooped up the cool river water with both hands and splashed it on his face, then pulled up his clothes to soak them, the coolness immediately spreading over his skin.

He looked around. The mountain walls were steep, vines hung down, and the rocks behind the waterfall were partially hidden behind the curtain of water.

All the features matched the description in my memory.

However, although he found the place, Wang Teng did not act immediately. Instead, he retreated to the bushes not far away and quietly observed.

It's still light out; it's better to wait until nightfall to investigate more thoroughly.

Wang Teng sat down against the tree, unfolded the map again, and his eyes fell on the last red mark.

Six years of planning and three rounds of investigation ultimately led to this place.

Success or failure hinges on tonight.

Chapter 119 Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone

As the sun slowly sank behind the distant mountains, the light in the forest gradually dimmed.

The roar of the surrounding waterfalls grew deeper and heavier in the deepening twilight, as if even the air itself trembled slightly.

At this moment, Wang Teng sat cross-legged on a rock by the pool, closed his eyes, and slowly adjusted his breathing.

His soul power was slowly recovering, and a faint halo emanated from his body.

After planning for so long, the moment had finally arrived, and Wang Teng's heart was pounding with excitement.

He could only suppress his excitement and focus on recovering the physical and spiritual energy he had consumed during the day.

Time passed quietly, and soon night completely enveloped the forest.

When Wang Teng opened his eyes again, his physical strength and soul power had recovered to about 70-80%.

He stood up and looked around.

The forest was silent, save for the occasional distant cry of a night bird.

The night sky was covered by thick clouds, and the moon shone only through the gaps in the clouds with a faint, almost negligible light.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took out a pair of iron claws directly from his storage soul tool.

These iron claws are forged from refined iron, each with three claw blades. The blades are short but exceptionally sharp, gleaming with a cold light even in the dim light.

This was specially made by Wang Teng when he was a mercenary.

The short claw blades are better suited to mimic the attack methods of certain beast-type martial spirit masters, and are also easier to climb and hide.

Wang Teng didn't take off his coat; he simply took a deep breath and jumped into the water.

"puff--"

The cool water instantly enveloped my body, sweeping away the sweltering heat of the summer night and bringing a refreshing feeling.

However, Wang Teng didn't have time to enjoy it. He quickly swam towards the waterfall, swinging his arms.

The sound of water grew louder and louder, and the white ribbons of water cascading down the waterfall stood out conspicuously in the darkness.

Soon, he passed through the curtain of water around the waterfall and arrived at a narrow rock behind the waterfall, close to the mountain wall.

At this moment, Wang Teng was standing on a stone that had been soaked in water for many years and was covered with slippery moss.

"Fuck-"

As soon as Wang Teng stepped on it, his foot slipped.

He reacted extremely quickly, his hands, clad in iron claws, suddenly reaching out to grab the side of the mountain wall.

Amidst the harsh scraping sound, six clear white marks were left on the stone wall.

Wang Teng steadied himself, looked at the marks, and couldn't help but smile.

"Even if Tang Hao discovers this later, these traces will only make him think that a Soul Master with a claw-type beast Martial Soul has been here."

"Moreover, I didn't use my soul power, so I won't leave any trace."

He thought this to himself, and then looked up.

Above, all you could see was a roaring curtain of water and a damp, dark mountain wall; you couldn't tell if there was actually a cave above.

However, Wang Teng did not hesitate at all and climbed straight up.

"No matter what, we have to go up and take a look first."

Wang Teng's iron claws dug deep into the cracks in the rock, and the rope wrapped around his waist also came in handy.

These were skills he had honed during his years as a mercenary, and he used them with exceptional proficiency now.

Wang Teng, like an agile gecko, steadily climbed upwards on the slippery rock face.

Each time the iron claws fell, they left claw-like scratches on the stone wall.

This perfectly matches the disguise in Wang Teng's plan.

After climbing for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, an inconspicuous protrusion suddenly appeared on his head, about the size of a fist, almost blending into the color of the surrounding rocks.

Wang Teng's eyes lit up, and he quickened his pace, climbing a few steps upwards. He then stretched out his right hand and pressed it down forcefully.

"Rumble..."

A dull creak of rocks grinding together rang out. On the mountainside behind the waterfall, a seemingly solid rock slowly caved inward, revealing a deep, dark opening.

The entrance to the cave is about three meters high and two meters wide. It is pitch black inside, and you can't see anything at all.

"Found it... the cave behind the waterfall... the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone is really here."

A surge of joy overwhelmed Wang Teng, and his arms, which had felt a little sore from climbing, were instantly filled with strength again.

Then, Wang Teng used both his hands and feet to nimbly flip into the cave.

After he regained his footing, he immediately took out a moonstone from his storage soul tool.

The moonstone emitted a soft, pure white light, instantly illuminating the winding path ahead.

Wang Teng walked along, looking around the inside of the cave.

The air was thick with moisture; the stone walls and the ground were all damp.

In many places, it was even covered with a layer of slippery moss.

Wang Teng carefully stepped on the ground and walked quickly along the passage.

Soon, a naturally formed stone chamber came into Wang Teng's view.

There is a small hole about the size of a thumb in the top of the stone chamber, from which a beam of clear moonlight streams down, like a spotlight on a stage, precisely landing on a small mound in the center of the ground.

At the top of the mound, a small blade of grass swayed gently in the moonlight.

The grass was a deep blue overall, but its leaves were covered with fine and gorgeous golden patterns. Even in the dim light, it exuded an indescribable nobility and vitality.

"Blue Silver Emperor..."

Wang Teng murmured the name, his heart pounding in his chest.

He took a few deep breaths to calm his turbulent emotions and began to calmly survey his surroundings.

"Look at the layout here, there is light, water, air, and soil. It's nothing like the fan fiction where Tang Hao deliberately puts Ah Yin in a dark, secret room."

"Judging from the people I've met, such as Yu Xiaogang, Tang Hao, and Tang San, the Douluo Continent I've transmigrated into should be a world that combines the novel and the anime."

"However, that makes sense. After all, people are complex and can't be one-dimensional."