Fate Reignites: My Rampage in a World Where Time Stops

The next instant, the blood-colored figure in mid-air paused and disintegrated on the spot.

The blood mist completely faded, no longer showing any signs of bloodlight, and the dangerous aura within also completely quieted down.

With a sigh of relief, Qin Chuan didn't hesitate and continued walking deeper inside.

Encountering such a powerful guardian made him even more interested in everything at the deepest part of the cave.

Besides him, it was unlikely that any Mythical Rank First Realm could have passed the challenge just now, and unless a Second Realm power had come to explore this place, the secrets deep within the cave were probably still undiscovered.

The remaining blood mist no longer posed any obstacle to them, and after passing through it smoothly, everything before their eyes suddenly became clear.

At the end of the passage, there was light.

Even without the help of Gold, both Qin Chuan and Lin Yue could easily see inside at this moment.

This was an immense spherical cavern, with a grand palace floating in the center, that very palace, marked with age-old, congealed bloodstains, swirled with a faint glimmer, the only source of light in this place.

On the floor of the cavern lay layers upon layers of white bones, already weathered, as if recounting the tragic intensity of the battle that had once taken place here.

Barely discernable among the piles of bones were those belonging to different clans, and before Qin Chuan's eyes, visions of various clans engaged in fierce combat began to emerge.

"This is the war of the clans," he murmured softly.

The victors live, the vanquished die.

How cruel.

"Let's go take a look at that palace," Lin Yue suggested, unable to bear the sight of the bones underfoot, her gaze turning toward the palace in the sky, speaking softly.

"Mhm," Qin Chuan nodded lightly.

The two flew up to the entrance of the palace, slowly pushing open the bloodstained, broken palace doors and walked inside.

What met their eyes was still wreckage.

However, compared to the stacks of bones outside, there were significantly fewer remains in the palace.

Beyond that, there were many statues standing within the hall.

One or two had fortunately escaped destruction, allowing Qin Chuan and Lin Yue for the first time to know what the defeated Lan Clan looked like a thousand years ago.

They had a single vertical pupil located at the position of their third eye, replacing their regular eyes, and simultaneously, an additional pair of arms grew from their backs, giving them four arms in total.

They appeared to be a very powerful clan.

If it weren't for the Gatekeeper's death, they might have become another formidable opponent with the ability to threaten the Human Race.

From this perspective, Qin Chuan felt it was fortunate.

"Look over there!" Lin Yue, scanning the surroundings, soon made a new discovery.

She walked quickly to a stone platform in the center of the palace, and then carefully lifted off a vertical pupil that resembled the crimson rock in texture.

For the one-eyed Lan Clan, the vertical pupil was clearly an important symbol, and a crimson rock vertical pupil obviously had a special significance.

Qin Chuan received the vertical pupil, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Soon, he carefully infused his power into it.

As power flowed into it, the color of the crimson rock gradually deepened, causing a light to flicker faintly in Qin Chuan's eyes.

The color of the crimson rock in the passage also varied in depth, was it a coincidence?

It didn't take long for him to find out.

It wasn't a coincidence.

When the power infused reached a certain level, the vertical pupil turned completely blood-red, and blood-red mist began to emerge from it, spreading outwards.

Within the blood-red mist, streaks of bloodlight constantly flickered, quickly forming three figures.

Qin Chuan instinctively wanted to make a move, but he quickly stopped.

Unlike the previous figures that emerged from the blood mist, these figures didn't attack him and Lin Yue but were attacking each other.

One side was a man and a woman, two figures with delicate features, and although their skin and hair color couldn't be seen, their long, pointed ears were a characteristic of the Moon Spirit Clan.

These were two Moon Spirits.

On the other side was a powerful member of the Lan Clan.

Both sides possessed the peak strength of the Mythical Rank First Realm; the Lan Clan warrior fought One Against Two and was actually holding his ground.

This confirmed Qin Chuan's suspicions even more.

The Lan Clan was a very strong and warlike clan.

In performance, they were no less than the Dragon Clan.

Since it didn't affect him personally, Qin Chuan took Lin Yue to the side to quietly observe.

He had a premonition that the battle taking place right now by these three figures wasn't random.

It might have been a real battle that took place a thousand years ago.

Lin Yue had the same thought; after exchanging a look, they quickly came to an agreement.

On the other hand, as the battle progressed, a sudden change occurred in the bout involving three Mythical Rank entities.

A male Moon Spirit powerhouse took out an indistinct object and fiercely pointed it in the direction of the Lan Clan combatant, who, in the very next instant, let out a pained roar, collapsed, and began to thrash about on the ground.

For a battle among Mythical Rank fighters, such an impact was deadly.

Soon, under the combined assault of the two Moon Spirit powerhouses, the Lan Clan combatant died on the spot.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan couldn't help shaking his head.

This was the disparity in racial heritage.

The Lan Clan had only recently reached the threshold of the Heavenly Dome Rank, having only steadied themselves at the First Rank without so much as touching the Second or Third Rank.

On the other hand, the Moon Spirit Clan had been operating at the Heavenly Dome Rank for over ten thousand years; not only could they summon Second Realm powerhouses when necessary, but the First Rank warriors might also possess trump cards given directly by the Ancestor of the Moon Spirit—cards that could catch their adversaries completely off guard in crucial moments.

This scene served as a reminder to Qin Chuan.

After all, the Lan Clan had built such a grand palace at the entrance of the Heavenly Dome Rank, and yet the situation of the Human Race was even worse than that of the Lan Clan.

Facing other clans, although he had the Time Stop as his trump card, he still needed to be cautious.

He absolutely couldn't capsize in a gutter.

Huh? It's not over?

Qin Chuan's brows raised, suddenly realizing the scene didn't end with the death of the Lan Clan fighter.

The two Moon Spirit Mythical Rank powerhouses adjusted the body of the Lan Clan combatant to lie flat, then sat cross-legged at his head and feet, their hands forming mysterious symbols; their atmosphere was somewhat eerie.

"What are they... doing?" Lin Yue frowned slightly, staring intently at the scene.

"Let's just watch," Qin Chuan shook his head slightly, his expression grave.

He had a vague feeling that what he was about to witness might be related to an important secret of the Moon Spirit Clan.

After a bizarre attempt by the two Moon Spirits, the robust body of the fallen Lan Clan warrior began to wither unnaturally, its flesh extracted, and soon turned into a skeletal corpse.

In mid-air, a thick drop of blood light flitted.

It seemed to be a drop of blood.

The two Moon Spirits, as if they had found a treasure, carefully collected that drop of blood and then vanished from the spot.

The blood-red mist collapsed and dispersed, and the scene ended there.

However, the expressions of Qin Chuan and Lin Yue grew even more solemn.

"Do you think... those skeletons outside were really naturally desiccated?" Lin Yue asked with some difficulty.

The Lan Clan's war had happened a thousand years ago, so their initial thought upon seeing the skeletons was that they were naturally desiccated.

But from another perspective.

Was there a possibility that those skeletons had already been skeletons a thousand years ago?

"Maybe it's related to the Moon Spirit Clan," Qin Chuan spoke solemnly, "but I can't figure out why the Moon Spirit Clan would do this."

"Extracting and distilling the essence from the corpses' flesh and blood—could that essence actually aid their cultivation?" Qin Chuan touched his chin, "I always feel this method of enhancement is somewhat sinister."

"It sounds more like something a Dead Ghost would do to ascend," Lin Yue shook her head slightly.

As they spoke, the blood-colored mist quickly gathered as the scene broke apart, retreating into the red vertical eye in the rock.

The red eye in the rock, so vivid it seemed about to bleed, suddenly erupted with a tremendous energy fluctuation, and its surface shattered bit by bit.

Within the blood-red shell, a glint of gold shone.

It was a golden vertical eye.

In the moment it truly revealed itself, Qin Chuan's Sun Needle's First Rank Talent Effect warned him, and a line of text appeared before his eyes.

[[Gold] Heavenly Lan Holy Array Eye: A relic left by the Lan Clan's most powerful being, imbued with an array by the Holy Eyes, it can be activated by the combined effort of nine Legend Rank powers close in strength, and can unleash the limit strength of a Mythical Rank's First Realm]

Heavenly Lan Holy Array Eye?

A look of surprise flashed across Qin Chuan's eyes.

To allow a Legend Rank to compete with the pinnacle of the Mythical Rank's First Realm, this thing was quite formidable.