Chapter 47

Ye Han once again entered the inner chamber.

As soon as he entered the inner chamber, he immediately smelled a strong scent of blood.

There were four bodies lying here, all dressed in the robes of the Wheel Academy's disciples, clearly having just died.

Apart from this, there were only ordinary stone tables and chairs, nothing else.

Ye Han could roughly guess the reason for the severe injuries of Zhao Li and the others. They had rushed into the martial tomb and fought with these three people, so it was normal for them to be exhausted.

"Zhao Li!"

Ye Han's pupils suddenly constricted.

Zhao Li and his group were the ultimate winners, and among them, Zhao Li was the strongest.

If there were any treasures, they were most likely on him.

Thinking of this, Ye Han immediately walked out of the inner chamber and approached Zhao Li's body.

This body was already tattered, so it was impossible to hide any treasures.

However, upon observing Zhao Li again, Ye Han's gaze quickly focused on Zhao Li's left middle finger.

A ring!

A water-blue ring, with some patterns engraved on it that Ye Han couldn't understand.

"An inscription ring?"

Ye Han patted his head and immediately took it off.

Since entering the Wheel Academy, Ye Han had frequently encountered inscription formations, so he had some understanding of them in the Great Void Secret Record.

Although the art of inscription was different from martial arts, it was incredibly magical.

With inscriptions, one could form various formations, enhance weapons and armor, or create special items like sound crystals or spatial rings.

The ring on Zhao Li's body was likely a spatial ring, containing a space to store treasures?

A surge of essence energy was immediately channeled into it...

Ye Han's eyes suddenly brightened, feeling as if the ring had fused with him, becoming an extension of his body.

He could sense everything inside with a single thought.

"Who would have thought I could obtain such a good thing."

Ye Han was excited; it was indeed a spatial ring.

In Flame City, even the city lord wouldn't have such a treasure.

Among the inner disciples of the academy, those who possessed spatial rings were probably very few, and only Zhao Li had this item.

Invaluable!

At least for the current Ye Han.

If Ye Han remembered correctly, the last time he glanced at the treasure hall of the academy, it would cost 20 million essence energy pills to buy a spatial ring.

This spatial ring would greatly facilitate Ye Han's future.

The internal space of the ring was about the size of a room.

Inside, there were a few sets of clothes, two ninth-stage beast cores, one powerful core that was likely from a Qi Burst Realm demon, and an old, worn-out book.

That was it!

Just one word... poor.

Ye Han was instantly dumbfounded.

Where were the treasures?

Ye Han wanted to ask, where were the promised treasures?

Didn't these guys obtain the inheritance of this ancient martial tomb?

"Never mind, greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant. Obtaining the inscription ring and a few beast and demon cores is already incredibly lucky."

In a few breaths, Ye Han had let go of everything and stepped forward to the pool of milky white liquid.

Suddenly, a powerful force repelled him.

In a daze, it felt as if an invisible arm had struck him, making his blood boil.

"What?"

Ye Han looked at the front with surprise.

He focused on the skeleton on the central throne.

The King of the Netherworld?

"This seems to be the martial aura formation mentioned in the Great Void Secret Record," Ye Han frowned.

On the path of martial arts, supreme experts with three flowers gathered at the top and five qi elements converging at the origin can emit a powerful aura, communicating with heaven and earth, forming a martial aura formation, a unique martial field.

In such a field, the martial artist is invincible, and any opponent will be restrained and weakened.

Unexpectedly, even after three thousand years, the martial aura formation of the King of the Netherworld had not been completely erased by the passage of time.

No wonder Zhao Li and the others fought to the death but never touched this pool of earth spirit milk; they couldn't even get close.

Ye Han's thoughts raced, countless ideas flooding his mind.

"Martial aura formation, containing the will of the martial artist!"

"If the King of the Netherworld were alive, he would be terrifying and invincible, but after three thousand years, although the martial aura formation hasn't been destroyed, it's not in its peak state."

Ye Han breathed in and out, harmonizing his inner and outer self, and immediately activated the divine bone within him.

With full effort, the aura of true dragons surged within him, forming dragon qi vortices.

If there were others present, they would see Ye Han emitting a faint golden light.

Under the golden light, he had a sacred aura.

"Break it!"

In this state, Ye Han stepped forward, his steps steady.

A punch through the air.

Aiming at the King of the Netherworld.

The repelling force appeared again, shaking Ye Han's body.

But the same repelling force could no longer truly injure Ye Han.

"Again!"

After a slight adjustment, Ye Han struck again, like a human beast, with boundless strength.

The King of the Netherworld had been dead for many years, and the martial aura formation he left behind had already faded, with the martial will inside being extremely weak.

Despite this, the martial aura formation should not be breakable by a Divine Power Realm martial artist.

Even a Qi Burst Realm expert like Zhao Li would find it difficult to break through.

Ye Han was using the Ten Thousand Ancient Indestructible Dragon Body, with the will of the dragon to destroy the martial will of the King of the Netherworld within the martial aura formation.

After a full moment, at a certain instant, a vacuum explosion was heard.

Ye Han's punch broke through an invisible barrier.

The skeleton of the King of the Netherworld on the throne suddenly disintegrated.

The martial aura formation, shattered!

At the moment the martial aura formation shattered, a scent ten or a hundred times stronger rushed to his nose.

The pool of earth spirit milk seemed to evaporate and disappear.

Ye Han directly stepped forward, immersing himself in the center of the pool.

Crack!

First, his bones began to transform again.

Then, his flesh and blood were refined in an indescribable way.

As the earth spirit milk continuously entered his body, all the essence and nutrients were absorbed by Ye Han.

Each breath became more stable, and each exhalation more powerful.

In every moment, Ye Han's foundation was transforming and continuously strengthening.

His tendons and bones resonated, his flesh and blood trembled!

Secret powers emerged from every acupoint, spreading through every meridian.

Rebirth!

This was true rebirth!

On the foundation of the Ten Thousand Ancient Indestructible Dragon Body, on the old body, blood, and bones, Ye Han gradually completed a new rebirth.

All impurities and hidden dangers in his body disappeared, like a rebirth from the ashes, everything renewed!

Ye Han's eyes were clear, and he could see the movements of an ant a hundred meters away.

His ears were sharp, and he could hear any rustling of the wind or grass within a hundred miles.

This feeling was unprecedented!

This was truly... seeing in all directions and hearing in all directions!

Boom!

At the same time, Ye Han's qi sea exploded.

Deep within the qi sea, essence energy continuously roared, compressed, gathered, and transformed.

The fifth divine power was directly born!

Ye Han finally reached the fifth level of the Divine Power Realm.

At the moment of breakthrough, a sharp light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

His gaze was incredibly sharp as he looked at the entrance to the martial tomb.

At the other end of the passage, he heard a woman's voice...