Chapter 48: The Three-Color Teleportation Array and the Hidden Truth
Faced with such uncertainty, Chen Changsheng was very reluctant in his heart.
However, without confirming Niansheng’s safety, Chen Changsheng could never feel at ease.
In the end, Chen Changsheng glanced at the three-color teleportation array inside the Bronze Ancient Palace and sighed.
“Girl, you really know how to get me into trouble.”
“Some of the patterns here have been erased by someone, and they’re arranged in a way that makes it clear they don’t want anyone to know certain matters.”
“Now, if I want to find you, I must clarify which races guard the eighteen Bronze Ancient Palaces.”
“Make sure you don’t teleport to ‘Giant Hand,’ or else I’ll be in big trouble.”
Having said that, Chen Changsheng began to study the three-color teleportation array in the hall.
The patterns in this Bronze Ancient Palace were similarly incomplete; to be precise, two key pieces of information were missing.
These two pieces of information were the eighteen races guarding the Bronze Ancient Palaces and the source of the “Giant Hand.”
At the very beginning, when he was in the Forbidden Ground of the Night Moon Nation, he discovered that part of the information about these eighteen races had been erased.
Originally, he thought this was because Master Yuhua didn’t want others to know too much.
Now it seemed that the situation might be more complicated.
The existence capable of running to the Ancient Forbidden Ground to erase patterns must be unimaginably powerful.
Or even, these patterns might have been intentionally erased by the great terror within the Ancient Forbidden Ground.
Moreover, the eighteen Bronze Ancient Palaces had shifted positions; logically speaking, whatever was being suppressed below should have long since escaped.
But that was not the case; the ominous presence within the Limitless Secret Realm had already been cleared away.
This indicated that some spirit was quietly eliminating these disasters.
Regardless of which of these speculations was true, the existence behind them was something Chen Changsheng could not provoke at present.
…
Time passed, and after spending two months, Chen Changsheng finally figured out how to activate the three-color teleportation array.
The reason he was able to do it so quickly was twofold: first, Chen Changsheng’s understanding of array formations had greatly increased.
Second, while repairing the Bronze Ancient Palaces within the Limitless Secret Realm, he had already gained some familiarity with the three-color teleportation array.
Although that three-color teleportation array was in tatters, Chen Changsheng had still accumulated considerable experience.
He drew spiritual strength from the spiritual stone and infused it into the three-color teleportation array.
As the spiritual strength was infused, the three-color teleportation array began to glow.
He filled in some small gaps based on his understanding and adjusted any possibly misaligned patterns of the three-color array.
Finally, the three-color teleportation array was able to operate normally.
Looking at the three-color teleportation array before him, Chen Changsheng swallowed hard and then took out the stone coffin of the Fallen Immortal.
Lying inside the stone coffin, Chen Changsheng formed a law of circulation with both hands and quickly closed the coffin lid.
He had not thoroughly comprehended the three-color teleportation array; just barely managing to activate it was already the maximum limit.
Heaven knows whether the modified three-color teleportation array would produce any unexpected results; for this situation, he absolutely would not attempt a simple physical teleportation.
“Vroom!”
The three-color teleportation array activated, and the stone coffin within the array instantly disappeared.
“Ding ding ding!”
The incessant sound of clanging echoed from the stone coffin, and Chen Changsheng covered his ears, drenched in cold sweat.
With Chen Changsheng’s skill in array formations, he easily guessed what was happening outside.
Now, outside of the stone coffin, countless space-time rifts were slicing through it.
The appearance of such a situation indicated that there was a problem with the teleportation arrays on both sides, which caused so many space-time rifts to form due to the teleportation arrays being incorrect.
“Fortunately, I was cautious enough. If it were a physical teleportation, I would probably be left with nothing now.”
After this narrow escape, Chen Changsheng began to wait quietly.
…
“Whew, whew~ ha~ hey!”
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A few individuals draped in animal skins, their bronzed skin, were strong men dancing around a fire pit, seemingly engaged in some sort of ritual.
Not far from the fire pit, there was a tall bronze altar, where an elderly high priest was continuously kneeling, muttering incantations.
“Vroom!”
Suddenly, the long-sealed altar emitted a dazzling three-color light.
This scene stunned not only the crowd below but even the high priest beside the altar.
Everyone: ???
This ritual was supposed to be held every ten years, and logically speaking, it should merely be a formality!
Why did it suddenly react?
Boom!
A heavy stone coffin smashed onto the altar, completely shattering the already blurry three-color array patterns.
Faced with this bizarre situation, the crowd fell silent.
“Creak~”
The stone coffin on the altar began to stir, which caused the sacrificial participants to take a step back in fright.
The coffin lid was pushed open, and a “strange” and fleshy “being” sat up.
The moment this “being” sat up, thousands of eyes fixated on him.
Chen Changsheng: “…”
No way, I just landed, and immediately I’m in such a big scene; can I still play?
Indeed, the individual who appeared on the altar was none other than Chen Changsheng, who had come out of the Ancient Forbidden Ground through the three-color teleportation array.
Looking at the shattered three-color teleportation array and then at the densely packed encirclement around him, Chen Changsheng contemplated for just a second before deciding to communicate amicably with these individuals.
“Where is this?”
Chen Changsheng tentatively asked, seeing that these people did not respond. He then switched to another language.
As a well-read individual, Chen Changsheng was proficient in dozens of languages.
The language these people spoke was highly unlikely to be the common tongue of the Great Qian Dynasty or Xuanwu Kingdom.
To understand where he was, he had to first resolve the issue of communication.
Thus, Chen Changsheng switched between eighteen different languages.
Finally, when he used a fragmented language, the high priest beside him reacted.
“This is the Ten Thousand Great Mountains; who are you?”
Having resolved the communication issue, Chen Changsheng immediately sighed in relief.
“I am an outsider. I am not very familiar with your language; can we communicate through spiritual sense?”
Upon hearing this, the high priest nodded and then released a spiritual sense to connect with Chen Changsheng.
However, it was strangely noted that although the high priest’s momentum was very formidable, his spiritual sense was pitifully weak.
This spiritual sense strength was even inferior to that of cultivators at the Gold Core stage.
Although the situation was strange, Chen Changsheng did not overthink it.
What he currently wanted was simply to quickly repair the three-color teleportation array and then leave this place.
However, just as Chen Changsheng’s spiritual sense made contact with the high priest’s spiritual sense, the high priest was immediately terrified by Chen Changsheng’s horrifying spiritual sense.
Seeing him kneel down immediately, he excitedly bowed to Chen Changsheng, then turned and urged his tribesmen to bow as well.
Due to the rapidity of his speech and his unfamiliarity with this fragmented language, Chen Changsheng could not understand what they were saying for a moment.
However, he still managed to discern a few words from the high priest’s talk that he could understand.
“Heavenly God, gratitude, white shaman.”
Chen Changsheng: “…”
They wouldn’t mistake me for some kind of extraordinary power, would they?
And it seems that I might not be able to leave for a while.
