Chapter 731
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After that, Long Bufan walked over to the stone door. The stone door seemed to possess intelligence, and when it sensed the aura of someone approaching, it suddenly flashed with light before it droned and trembled a few times. Faintly, a row of characters that flickered with a violet glow actually floated up into appearance on the surface of the stone door, and the strokes of these characters revealed a simple and ancient feeling.
"Only disciples of the Yang family can open the stone door. If you wish to enter, you only need to drip a drop of fresh blood of the Yang family on the door." Long Bufan stared at the row of ancient words in front of him and read it out softly.
However, after he finished reading, the expression on his face instantly stiffened. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly. Soon after, the corners of his mouth opened slightly and he could not help but curse, "F * ck!"
This was because the four people of the Yang family bloodline had already been killed by those bastards from the Yin-Yang school in the Blazing Mountain. Where was he going to find fresh blood of the Yang family bloodline?
Unless he took the risk of running out and bringing in a corpse.
Of course, this was an impossible strategy.
If he did that, it would be equivalent to courting death.
He did not believe in heresy and used teleportation, wanting to enter through the door. In the next moment, he was pulled out by a mysterious energy.
"Boss, can't we just break this stone door open?" Xiao Bai waved his claws and looked eager to try.
"No." Long Bufan immediately reached out his hand to stop the little guy and shook his head.
Long Bufan had thought about forcefully breaking the door as mentioned by Xiao Bai. However, he was worried that this would cause the formation to backfire or accidentally trigger some dangerous mechanism.
After all, a treasure trove could not be broken so easily. There must be hidden mechanisms in the dark.
Moreover, this was the interior of Thundercrash Mountain. If the mountain collapsed, the final result would be: Disciple of Ling Xuanwu Province, Long Bufan, would be buried in Thundercrash Mountain at the age of eighteen …
"If … I was the illegitimate son of the Yang family who drifted outside, how wonderful would that be?"
At this moment, Long Bufan was puzzled and began to let his imagination run wild.
"Tch, isn't it just a little blood? Look under your shoes." Just as Long Bufan sighed and was about to turn around and leave, Fire Phoenix's mocking voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
Upon hearing this, Long Bufan instinctively looked down and saw that the soles of his shoes were stained with blood.
"I'm not injured. Why is there blood?"
Long Bufan frowned and thought for a moment. Suddenly, his eyes lit up like fireworks.
"Yes, that's right. The bloodstains on the soles of the shoes should be the blood of Yang Yu and the others who died just now!"
Long Bufan immediately exclaimed in ecstasy as if he had stepped on a treasure. He quickly took off the shoes on his feet and held them in his hands, unwilling to part with them.
This was because the corpses of the four Yang clan members had fallen at the entrance of the treasure trove, and their blood had covered the ground. When Long Bufan had entered, his feet had also stepped into the pool of blood, so naturally, his feet were also stained with blood.
"There's an old saying from my previous life, there's always a glimmer of hope at the end of the tunnel."
Long Bufan chuckled in exultation. Then, he took out some water from his storage bag and wet the dried bloodstains on the soles of his shoes.
Next, Long Bufan unceremoniously slammed the soles of his shoes on the stone door. Following a crisp sound, a bloodstained, scarlet footprint was imprinted on the door.
The footprint with the blood of the Yang clan was like the key to opening the treasure trove. In an instant, the stone door trembled violently as if there was an earthquake. As the moss fell off, lines of red inscriptions were clearly revealed on the door.
Those lines of inscriptions were like water flowing into an originally dry river. They flowed without any obstruction and gathered to form waves of inscription energy.
"Pa — —"
Following the activation of the inscriptions, the stone door that had existed for an unknown number of years finally slowly opened, as if it had a mission.
As he watched the stone door gradually open, Long Bufan was ecstatic. However, the shock in his heart gradually calmed down. He cautiously formed a protective Yuan Energy barrier around his body to prevent any traps.
His line of sight also turned towards the stone door that had been opened ….
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