The ground was littered with decayed cage bars, and an ancient, damp scent of blood permeated the air, making one feel an extreme sense of foreboding.
Everything in this place appeared extremely ancient and worn out.
Only to their direct north stood a tall, massive Bronze Door, looking so brand new that it was sparklingly bright.
The Grave-Digging Ghost narrowed its eyes and pondered for a moment before concluding. "Correct, the true tomb chamber is right behind this Bronze Door!"
Alex immediately asked. "How do we open this Bronze Door?"
He sensed that behind this door, a massive energy far beyond his expectations was hidden.
The sheer abundance and intensity of this energy made him feel wild with joy, giving rise to a strong sense of excitement and attraction.
The Grave-Digging Ghost walked up to the Bronze Door, inspected it for a while, and said with a cheeky grin. "Master, I cannot open this Bronze Door."
"But you, Master, can."
"Oh?" Alex asked with deep interest.
"Why is that?"
The Grave-Digging Ghost explained. "Although this door has a formation set up on it, it is not a mechanical trap, but purely a simple defense."
"With my meager Mahayana Realm cultivation, it is fundamentally impossible to break through this formidable defense."
"However, Master is wise, divine, martial, and unmatched under the heavens, possessing countless treasures. You can definitely smash the formation and open the Bronze Door!"
Alex could not help but twitch his mouth, this creature truly exploited every possible opening.
As long as there was an opportunity, it had to toss in a line of flattery.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice. "Are you certain that one only needs enough destructive power to break the formation?"
"Completely certain!" The Grave-Digging Ghost nodded without hesitation.
"With Master’s peerless divine might, breaking this formation will be as easy as flipping a hand!"
"Please break the formation quickly, Master, and I will immediately help Master find the treasure!"
Hearing these words, however, Alex slightly narrowed his eyes, a trace of wariness flowing in them.
If not for the Ghost Servant Contract acting as a guarantee, he would truly have to be on guard with this creature. One second it might be flattering him, and the next it could be tricking him into jumping straight into a fire pit.
However, relying purely on its own power, the Grave-Digging Ghost definitely could not contend against the Ghost Servant Contract.
Alex did not hesitate. With streams of golden light lingering around his hands, he grasped two magatamas in his palms.
"Vault of Divine Magatama!"
Ten thousand swords appeared out of thin air, clustering around him like stars surrounding the moon.
Feeling the holy golden light exuding from the swords, Noah could not help but be dumbfounded, as shocked as if he had seen a god.
He had been sent to the Mourning Candle Dynasty as a branch head long ago, so his understanding of the main family was limited.
He only knew the Saint Lord’s strength was formidable, enough to rank among the top experts of the current era, but he never expected the Saint Lord’s power had reached such a terrifying degree.
With such a formidable Saint Lord, it was no wonder their Hale family had skyrocketed in recent years, transforming into the strongest Saint family in the Heavenly Flame Dynasty.
The Grave-Digging Ghost on the side, looking at Alex’s imposing figure, could not help but let its eyes gleam sharply.
"I did not expect the power of the human race in the present era to have reached such an extent."
"No wonder he can treat me like a slave through the Ghost Servant Contract, summoning me at anytime."
Once the sword magatamas reached a certain number, Alex violently thrust both palms forward. "Drive!"
Instantly, the ten thousand swords poured down like a rainstorm, launching a fierce bombardment.
This Bronze Door was so massive there was no need to aim. Alex could hit the target a hundred times out of a hundred even with his eyes closed.
As more swords hit their mark, the Bronze Door emitted continuous clashing sounds.
Centered on the door panels, thick golden smoke blasted outwards, causing even Noah and the Grave-Digging Ghost standing in the distance to tremble from the shockwaves.
After a long time, the bombardment finished, yet the Bronze Door stood resolutely, completely safe and sound.
However, the panels were densely embedded with golden specks of light, almost turning the bronze door into a golden one.
A smile hooked the corner of Alex’s mouth as he raised his index and middle fingers.
"Explode!"
Noah and the Grave-Digging Ghost thought the offensive had ended and had just breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next second, accompanied by Alex’s explosive shout, the golden swords embedded on the Bronze Door triggered a secondary explosion.
The power of this blast was even fiercer than the first, the ground trembled violently, shattered rocks collapsed from above, and hideous cracks spread across the rock walls.
The Grave-Digging Ghost found the sight terrifying and could not help but remind him. "Master, the moves you use should not be too powerful."
"This tomb chamber has existed for over ten thousand years, the rock walls are weathered and cannot withstand such devastation."
"If your power is too strong and collapses the chamber, we will not be able to get the treasure!"
"Rest assured, it will be done shortly." Alex narrowed his eyes, a confident smile at the corner of his mouth.
Unhurriedly, he brought his palms together, concentrating the entirety of the explosive power onto a single point.
Under the force of this single-point detonation, the Bronze Door finally could not hold on.
The two heavy door panels crashed down, landing heavily on the ground.
But immediately after, seeing the scene before them, both Alex and Noah could not help but feel a shock in their hearts.
Behind the Bronze Door was a long bridge, a full thirty meters in length. Although the bridge was long, the bridge body was extremely narrow, only wide enough for one person to pass through.
And below the bridge was a lifeless, blood-red pool of water.
Within the blood-colored pool, a monstrous aura of resentment permeated the air, accompanied by strange noises like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves.