Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 972: Come Out from the Tomb

Chapter 972: Come Out from the Tomb

The Old Lady thought she had uncovered the truth, both amused and impressed. Although she was slightly older than the Immortal Lord Donghua had been when he broke through, her comprehension of the mysteries of the heavens was likely even greater than him.

"Well, let’s see if she can truly succeed. If she manages to break this space, I won’t have to guard it any longer." The Old Lady felt a flood of emotions. After countless years guarding the tomb, she had grown accustomed to it, and yet, the thought of finally being freed stirred a mix of emotions.

The insights Amalia gained weren’t concrete; they were fleeting sparks of insight that vanished before she could fully grasp them. The deeper the knowledge, the harder it was to comprehend immediately. Though she only had a faint understanding, even a glimmer of insight was like a key to open a window.

While it was impossible to open the iron door of a sealed chamber, even a glimpse through a window could reveal a hint of what lay inside.

Amalia was clear on her goal. She wasn’t here to get trapped in endless mysteries, so once she realized she couldn’t capture any more insight, she let go of the thread.

As time passed, she explored each thread in turn. When her consciousness finally withdrew from the last one, the space around her began to tremble, the intensity building.

The Old Lady’s delighted laughter filled the air.

"How many years...how many years has it been? Finally, my wish is coming true."

Hrr tone changed at the end, as though she were weeping with joy.

"Senior, may I leave now?" Amalia asked, coming to stand before her.

"Since you have touched the Path of Chaos, you may indeed leave. Where would you like to go?" the Old Lady asked kindly, looking at her as if she were her kin.

"I want to find my lover. He is also in the Path of All Immortals, but I don’t know where he is. The Path of All Immortals is vast, isn’t it?"

Amalia hesitated. She could leave, but she had no clue where to start looking for Kenny Lin. They’d been separated for so long, and she had no way to contact him here.

"Indeed, it is vast. But since I owe you for helping me leave, I’ll lend you a hand," the Old Lady said with a warm smile.

Amalia’s face lit up. "Senior, you know where he is? But I haven’t even told you his name."

"I don’t know who your lover is," he replied, "but I do know where they are likely to be."

"Please, enlighten me," Amalia said, bowing respectfully.

"This year is the centennial feast of the Immortal Palace, and the Myriad Immortal Monument will open. Your lover should be inside the palace by the monument. Be careful if you go there. Many wandering spirits stronger than you will be lurking. However..." The Old Lady’s tone shifted. "If you’re going to the Myriad Immortal Monument, remember to seek out the Immortal Spring. Your cultivation level is too low now, and the spring can help you advance more quickly. If you’re lucky, you may even gain some ancient legacies. Go on."

"I have one last question, Can I ask what’s Senior’s name?" As she finished her question, Amalia was transported away, but she heard the Old Lady’s distant, fading voice.

"A nameless soul—my name isn’t worth mentioning."

...

Amalia opened her eyes, and before her, a stone tablet exuded an imposing aura, rising high into the sky.

She raised her head and saw three large red characters written on the stone tablet, each stroke sharp and elegant, like a pen made of iron and silver hooks.

Myriad Immortal Monument.

She remembered the old lady mentioning that the Myriad Immortal Monument was an immortal palace; this might be an entrance, but how does one enter?

Amalia touched the stone tablet, but it didn’t respond. However, the texture of the tablet reminded her of something. She quickly took out two tokens.

The sensation of the crystal token and the gold token was the same, with only their outward appearance differing. Therefore, both tokens should work.

"Hand over one of the tokens!"

At that moment, a voice suddenly emerged from behind, sounding like a robbery. Along with it came an attack that radiated with a dangerous aura. Amalia’s senses seemed to have eyes on the back of her head. She swiftly dodged the incoming strike and turned to face the one who had ambushed her.

It was an evil cultivator, emanating an unsettling presence. There was a trace of blood in his eyes, and the look he gave her was malicious, occasionally greedily glancing at the tokens in her hands.

He had been waiting here for a long time. The black token that had originally brought him here had been snatched by other sects when he encountered them.

Later, he followed some disciples of other sects here and discovered the existence of the Myriad Immortal Monument, realizing it was a immortal palace.

Needless to say, he guessed there must be many treasures inside, but without a token, he could only wait outside the Monument for others to come.

The evil cultivator had nearly been waiting long enough to get blisters on his lips, and now, he had finally spotted Amalia.

Although the way she appeared was somewhat strange.

"Have you been waiting here for a long time? Has everyone else gone in?" Amalia asked calmly.

"Hand over the token, and if I’m in a good mood, maybe I’ll tell you," the evil cultivator sneered, not taking her seriously. Amalia raised an eyebrow, put away both tokens, and drew her sword.

Moments later, the evil cultivator was kneeling on the ground with two lines of tears streaming down his face, answering her questions obediently.

"Ninety-nine percent of the cultivators who entered the Myriad Immortal Monument have already entered. As for the Green Lotus Sect, they were likely among the first to go in."

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