C18 (1/2)

He slowly walked down the passageway. After about ten minutes, the pitch-black passageway gradually lit up.

Lifting his head, Yi Yan saw that the stone wall at the top of the passageway had been embedded with an egg-sized Night Pearl, which was emitting a misty milky white radiance.

On the stone wall in front of him, there were Night Pearls that provided light every so often.

He walked along the tunnel and suddenly, the view before him widened: a spacious space with a radius of several hundred meters appeared in front of him.

The space plane was semicircle in shape, and the side facing Yi Yan was relatively flat. The width of the two sides gradually grew, extending all the way to the opposite stone wall.

The top of the cave was embedded with dozens of Night Pearls, making the entire space as bright as day.

Near the stone wall, a half-man stone platform stood upright.

With Yi Yan's eyesight, he could see that there was a similar stone weapon rack on top, and a sword shaped weapon on top of it.

But because he was not out yet, Yi Yan was unable to judge its shape and quality.

As he walked to the front of the stone platform, Yi Yan reached out his hand, but did not remove the sword. Because his gaze was attracted to a small booklet in front of the knife rack.

On the cover of the booklet, four large seal words faintly appeared: Yi family's teachings.

Yi Yan picked up the book, dusted off the dust on its surface, and carefully opened it to read carefully.

This booklet was left behind by the Yi family's ancestor, the Great Tang Dynasty's general guard. In the booklet, he detailed the progress of his martial arts after receiving the guidance of an expert from the imperial palace.

At the same time, he also collected the saber art that the expert had taught him, the ”Seven Deadly Art”, into this secret cave. It required that only those with top-notch talent were allowed to practice it in future generations.

Those who had cultivated the Seven Deadly Art could use the weapon that they carried with them all those years ago — the Tang Xuan Sect's weapon that had been bestowed upon them by the expert.

However, the descendant who had obtained this Tang Dao must return here before death and return the family heirloom blade back to the knife holder to wait for his descendants.

Yi Yan closed his door gently and carefully put it down. As he turned his head to carefully observe, he found three skeletons leaning against a stone wall on the left side of the stage, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Presumably, they were the three seniors that had once qualified to enter here.

Yi Yan walked up and bowed respectfully.

Although he was a cultivator, it was because of his current body that he was protected from his soul loss, so Yi Yan cherished his current family. Moreover, the dead were bigger, so it was reasonable for him to pay respects to these three seniors.

Turning his head, Yi Yan took a deep breath and with a solemn expression, he removed Tang Dao from the knife holder.