The entire hall exuded a strange aura, tense and oppressive, making one uneasy.
Qin Chuan observed his surroundings. He didn't care about others; as long as they didn't provoke him, he was too lazy to make enemies. He was only here to see if there were any treasures.
Long Yuanchong seemed to have forgotten their previous conflict. Since they hadn't come looking for them, Long Yuanchong didn't actively seek to settle their score.
The walls of the hall were made of stone, yet there wasn't a single flaw. It was as if it were built from a single, seamless stone.
Being inside felt like being in a cage, making one feel extremely uncomfortable. This feeling wasn't intense, but it was very clear, and
becoming increasingly clear.
This was the factor that had made Qin Chuan uneasy before. One was the direct physical harm, a slow, insidious effect, like boiling a frog in water. The harm wasn't apparent now, but it would definitely show in the long run.
Besides this, there was also a particularly terrifying unease within the hall. Now, seeing the seamless, cage-like walls, Qin Chuan felt as if he had grasped something. Thump, thump,
thump!
Qin Chuan reached out and knocked on the wall. The sound was dull, but not hollow. Despite the force of his blows, the wall remained unchanged.
Thump, thump, thump!
Qin Chuan struck again, this time with much greater force. Even a normal stone, or a very strong one, wouldn't withstand such blows, yet the stone wall still showed no sign of movement.
Qin Chuan's expression turned serious. While the wall's sturdiness wasn't unusual—after all, this was an imperial tomb, and anyone would find it normal—
Qin Chuan was different. He had discovered something terrifying: the stone wall near the gate was healing, very slowly, imperceptibly so, especially considering the gate's width.
Yet, Qin Chuan observed it healing little by little, almost unbelievably slowly, but the healing process would accelerate dramatically in the next moment.
If the gate were completely sealed, this place would become a death cell. How many people could escape? Could he escape?
After discovering this, Qin Chuan checked the time, because he needed to know when the gate would seal completely.
He needed to ensure his escape. He possessed a treasure that could allow him to leave, but this was an imperial mausoleum, a special place. Whether he could escape was uncertain, and Qin Chuan even felt it was more likely he couldn't use it.
Therefore, Qin Chuan had to leave before the gate was sealed.
However, timing was difficult. Although Qin Chuan had the Golden Divine Eye to deduce and calculate, the speed was increasing. If it suddenly accelerated, it would be hard to control.
Normally, it would take three days for the gate to be sealed. If it accelerated, the time would be shorter.
Qin Chuan kept staring at the gate. Long Yuanchong looked at Qin Chuan with confusion: "Senior Brother, what's wrong?"
"This is a cage. If we don't leave within three days, we'll all be imprisoned here, or even less than three days." Qin Chuan didn't hide anything.
"You're just talking nonsense! How could this place be sealed in three days? Don't spread alarmist rumors. Be careful you don't get killed. Don't you know that spreading rumors is very unpopular?"
Someone who happened to overhear shouted loudly.
This shout caused everyone around to look over. Many people looked at Qin Chuan and Long Yuanchong in surprise, including the person who had shouted.
"What? This place will be sealed off for three days? Who are you trying to scare?"
"That's right, everyone finally got here and hasn't found anything good yet, and you start spreading rumors and deceiving people. What are you up to?" An old man shouted at Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan looked at this righteous but annoying old man and smiled: "Did I tell you? Don't try to act all high and mighty."
"You brat, how dare you! Do you know who I am? I could kill you right now with ease, and no one would say a word," the old man said, frowning unhappily.
Qin Chuan wanted to laugh, and he did. He had seen people who relied on their age to act superior, but this man's demeanor and tone were definitely among the best he had ever seen.
"You can try!" Qin Chuan said.
This sentence was short but powerful, and it put the other party in a difficult position. If Qin Chuan had remained silent or been a little weaker before, the other party could have backed down.
But now it was impossible. At this point, it would be a disadvantage for the old man not to make a move. Qin Chuan was actually forcing the other party to take action.
Qin Chuan disliked the old man and naturally wouldn't let him have it easy. This old man was very powerful, even among the top in the group.
However, this was, after all, the area surrounding the Divine Sword Dynasty. Even the strongest among them wouldn't surpass Long Yuanchong by much, and certainly wouldn't exceed the Immortal Emperor realm.
Although Qin Chuan was a half-step Immortal Emperor, he possessed a demigod, the most powerful one at that, so he could fight even against an Immortal Emperor.
A low-level Immortal Emperor like Long Yuanchong was nothing to Qin Chuan, and Qin Chuan was confident he could even fight a high-level Immortal Emperor.
While this old man was stronger than Long Yuanchong, Qin Chuan believed he could easily end the battle.
This was Qin Chuan's confidence, along with the "World's Momentum" ability—a true divine skill. Combined with the shield of his demigod, his resilience was unimaginably terrifying, and his attack power was equally formidable. Under the influence of "World's Momentum," as long as he could stall for time, changing the course of the battle would be easy.
"Very well, in all my years, I've never seen such an arrogant and presumptuous junior. Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders, and make you pay the price for your arrogance." The old man said as he walked towards Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan didn't move, looking at the old man and slowly said, "What are you? You dare to lecture me on behalf of my elders?"
The surroundings were quiet. At his age and cultivation level, the old man certainly had the right to do so in front of many people. Regardless of whether they liked him or not, he certainly had that right.
The old man reached out and slapped Qin Chuan
across the face. This old man had been offended by Qin Chuan, and a slap was the best way to do so, even more dignified than killing Qin Chuan. It was a slap in the face.
Qin Chuan's eyes narrowed. Anyone would be unhappy to be slapped in the face. Although he hadn't actually hit him, anyone would be angry.
Qin Chuan's state of mind was extraordinary now, but he naturally wouldn't be polite to this kind of person. After all, he hadn't offended him, yet he was acting like an old man, and even more so, trying to slap him in the face.
*Slap!*
Qin Chuan remained motionless until the very last moment, then struck, delivering a resounding slap to the old man's face.
Qin
Chuan's strength lay in his speed, defense, and power, especially with his Golden Divine Eyes, which allowed him to pinpoint weaknesses.