Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 449: The Ancient Array of the Stone Gate

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

Only the occasional faint crackle of charcoal came from the fireplace.

Su Ming sat quietly. He could imagine the devastating catastrophe that had occurred a thousand years ago. A single Nascent Soul cultivator's rage could wipe out a prosperous dynasty. In the face of that kind of absolute power, schemes, military tactics, and grand ambitions were nothing but a joke.

"Master, you mentioned the Lantai Secret Garden. Does it have anything to do with the Great Yan Dynasty?" Su Ming raised his head and asked.

Elder Qingquan nodded. "Correct. The Lantai Secret Garden is a hidden underground secret realm left behind by the Great Yan imperial family back in the day. It's said that not only does it contain the rare treasures collected by the Great Yan Dynasty, but also many lost ancient formation diagrams. When Great Yan fell, that final emperor sealed the secret realm's entrance with the last of his life force."

"When I passed through the capital back then, I also took a stroll through those ruins. Unfortunately, that stone gate is covered in an extremely ancient restriction that requires a specific imperial key to open. Although I'm well-versed in the path of formations, if I were to forcibly break the array, it would only trigger the secret realm's self-destruction. In the end, all I could do was look at the residual patterns of those formations from the outside."

Elder Qingquan set down his teacup and looked at Su Ming with a warm gaze.

"These past few days, the Northern Barbarian delegation hasn't arrived yet, so we're stuck with idle time. You have an extremely high comprehension in the path of formations. Go take a look at the Lantai Secret Garden. You won't be able to get the things inside, but studying the patterns of those ancient formations from the outside will be immensely beneficial for you to solidify your formation foundation right now."

Su Ming didn't hesitate for a moment.

He didn't care about the treasures of the previous dynasty, and he knew that with his current cultivation level, he couldn't even handle things at that tier anyway. But if it was formation knowledge that could improve his ability to survive, that was a different story entirely.He stood up and respectfully bowed.

"Disciple will go take a look first thing tomorrow morning."

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fog in

purple jade token representing his status as a True Disciple of the Cloud Hidden Sect

imperial palace, but in a desolate area on the outskirts of the imperial

jade token before the eyes of the Imperial Guard commander at the gate, those mortal

Ming stepped through the

felt like crossing a

beams or painted rafters, no pavilions or towers. What greeted his eyes was an extremely vast, yet

with a dim, eerie light in the morning mist; the ground beneath his feet even showed

grass,

the site of the Great Yan Dynasty's imperial palace back then, the central battlefield where those Nascent Soul

liquid spiritual energy within his body

these veins had lost most of their power, they were still like countless sleeping venomous snakes. The slightest misstep in

of gravity in his heart. Treading with the footwork of the Like Water Art, as if stepping on the surface of water

Ming stopped behind

no

end of the chasm, embedded into the rock, was a

stone gate was a oppressive bluish-gray color, its surface covered with mottled traces of age and thick

the chasm, Su Ming looked up

he could still feel an extremely ancient, desolate, and oppressive aura rushing towards him. This gate was like a silent old man, coldly watching every intruder who tried to spy on

a deep breath and, following the edge of the chasm, slowly walked to the foot of the stone

he could see that the surfaces of these two massive stone doors were densely covered with extremely

in the current cultivation world. They lacked that ethereal Dao resonance; instead, every stroke and line exuded a killing aura of clashing arms and horses, as if they had been forcibly chiseled

his gaze sweeping across the ancient seal scripts