Chapter 144: The Ancient Tomb and the Sealed Youth

The Ancient Tomb and the Sealed Youth

Lucas Bluestone’s breathing grew faster.

His chest rose and fell heavily.

The same shock was written across the faces of his brothers.

"Cloud Spiritual Elixir!"

"Is this the true treasure of this inheritance ground?!"

The three brothers rushed forward almost at the same time.

They pulled out every spatial treasure they had.

Storage rings.

Ancient jade containers.

Special bottles.

Anything that could hold spiritual resources was brought out without hesitation.

They didn’t even bother hiding their excitement.

They frantically gathered the Cloud Spiritual Elixir around them.

One after another, the precious elixirs disappeared into their storage treasures.

Their faces were flushed.

Their eyes burned with greed.

None of them had expected this.

They had entered the inheritance ground prepared for danger, yet they had stumbled upon wealth far beyond anything they had imagined.

This was enough to make even powerful cultivators lose their composure.

But Eugene did not move.

He simply stood there.

The arrogance he had shown earlier was gone.

Completely.

His double pupils continued to rotate.

Slowly.

Round and round.

His gaze remained fixed on the spatial rift.

Something about it was wrong.

Very wrong.

Eugene’s expression gradually became more serious.

"Death aura."

The words left his mouth quietly.

He stared into the darkness beyond the rift.

"Decay aura."

His voice dropped even further.

The excitement around him slowly faded.

Eugene’s brows tightened.

"Such a terrifying place..."

The other three finally noticed his reaction.

Their hands stopped.

Lucas Bluestone looked over.

"What is it?"

Eugene didn’t answer immediately.

His eyes remained locked on the spatial rift.

The more he looked at it, the stronger the feeling of danger became.

There was something hidden behind that opening.

Something ancient.

Something that had been buried for who knew how long.

His pupils narrowed.

"Could there be a great tomb behind this?"

The question made the others fall silent.

A great tomb.

The words alone were enough to change the atmosphere.

Eugene slowly stepped back.

His gaze never left the rift.

He waited.

He didn’t know what was inside.

But every instinct in his body was telling him not to approach it.

For several breaths, nothing happened.

The rift remained completely still.

Then—

A wisp of gray spiritual energy slowly seeped out.

Eugene’s eyes sharpened.

The gray energy was extremely thin.

Almost impossible to see.

It moved without making the slightest sound.

There was no terrifying pressure.

No explosive power.

No obvious killing intent.

At first glance, it looked harmless.

But Eugene’s expression changed the moment he saw it.

"Back!"

His voice suddenly became sharp.

The three brothers didn’t react.

They were still collecting the Cloud Spiritual Elixir.

Lucas Bluestone laughed excitedly.

"Quickly! There’s still more over there!"

"Don’t leave any behind!"

His brother hurriedly opened another storage container.

"There’s another batch!"

Their attention was completely consumed by the treasure.

None of them noticed the gray spiritual energy drifting closer.

It moved slowly.

Almost lazily.

Then it reached them.

The instant it touched their bodies—

Everything stopped.

Lucas Bluestone’s hand froze in midair.

His fingers were still wrapped around a Cloud Spiritual Elixir.

His smile disappeared.

His eyes widened.

His mouth opened slightly.

But no sound came out.

His brothers suffered the same fate.

They stood completely motionless.

For one brief moment, nothing seemed to happen.

Then Lucas’s skin began to change.

The color drained from his face.

His skin shriveled.

Wrinkles spread across his cheeks.

His flesh began to collapse beneath his clothes.

His black hair turned gray.

Then white.

His body rapidly withered before Eugene’s eyes.

It was as though hundreds of years had been forced into a single breath.

His brothers were no different.

Their bodies aged at an impossible speed.

Their strong physiques became frail.

Their skin clung tightly to their bones.

Their eyes lost their light.

There was no time to resist.

No opportunity to escape.

No chance to even scream.

Their souls were suddenly torn from their bodies.

Eugene’s expression became extremely ugly.

He watched as the souls of the three brothers were dragged away by that invisible force.

Then—

They vanished.

Extinguished.

Just like that.

The entire area fell silent.

The Cloud Spiritual Elixir still floated in the air.

Some of it remained trapped between Lucas Bluestone’s fingers.

His body stood there like a dried corpse.

A moment ago, the three brothers had been laughing.

They had been fighting over treasure.

Now they were nothing more than lifeless shells.

Eugene stared at them.

His breathing became heavier.

He hadn’t even seen the attack properly.

That was the terrifying part.

His double pupils spun faster.

Suddenly—

The world around him changed.

Eugene’s pupils contracted.

The mountain beneath his feet disappeared.

The sky above him twisted.

The surrounding space bent as though reality itself had been grabbed by an invisible hand.

Everything turned upside down.

Eugene instinctively looked down.

His expression froze.

The heavens were beneath his feet.

The vast, endless sky stretched below him.

Clouds drifted underneath his body.

Far below, the stars seemed to hang in the darkness.

Then he looked upward.

His heart sank.

The ancient earth was above his head.

Mountains.

Rivers.

The vast land.

Everything that should have been beneath him was now hanging overhead.

It was completely reversed.

Heaven below.

Earth above.

Eugene’s face became solemn.

For the first time since entering the inheritance ground, he felt something close to fear.

Not because of what he could see.

But because he could no longer trust what he was seeing.

The laws of space seemed to have been overturned.

The laws of heaven and earth appeared to have lost their meaning.

His double pupils continued to rotate.

Yet even they struggled to make sense of the scene before him.

A strange pressure slowly descended.

It wasn’t coming from the sky.

It wasn’t coming from the earth.

It seemed to come from everywhere at once.

Eugene clenched his fists.

His eyes remained fixed on the inverted world.

Then, as the distorted heavens stretched endlessly beneath him and the ancient earth hung above his head, a single thought emerged in his mind.

Heaven below.

Earth above.

At this moment—

The entire world had been turned upside down.

Around him, ancient tombstones rose from the earth like towering mountains.

They stretched endlessly into the distance.

Each tombstone was colossal.

Each grave seemed capable of containing an entire world.

Ancient characters covered their surfaces.

Eugene had never seen such writing.

Yet those characters were not ordinary words.

They seemed carved directly from the Great Laws of World.

Just looking at them caused his soul to tremble.

A cold sensation crawled down his spine.

What kind of existence had been buried here?

How powerful had they been when alive?

Eugene’s breathing gradually became heavier.

Then his lips curled upward.

"This is... the true opportunity!!!"

His face split into a wild grin.

His eyes burned with madness.

This was clearly an ancient Tomb!!!

BOOM!!

A violent fluctuation suddenly caught his attention.

Eugene turned.

A massive block of Cloud Spiritual Elixir floated above the ancient Tomb.

Its surface shimmered with mysterious light.

And inside—

There was someone.

A youth.

His face was as beautiful as carved jade.

His features were delicate.

His body was perfectly still.

He looked incredibly young.

As though he had simply fallen asleep.

Eugene’s pupils contracted.

"An ancient sealed being!!!"

Excitement exploded in his eyes.

His heartbeat accelerated.

Ancient legends flashed through his mind.

In the distant past, a great calamity had descended upon the world.

Spiritual energy had withered.

The gods had disappeared.

Ancient clans had fallen.

Sacred lands had been destroyed.

Countless ancient powers had vanished beneath the river of time.

Yet some of those ancient beings had prepared for the calamity.

They sealed their descendants within Cloud Spiritual Elixir.

They waited.

They waited for the world to recover.

They waited for a golden age.

They waited for the right moment to awaken.

Such beings carried unimaginable treasures.

Boundless laws.

Endless inheritances.

Ancient bloodlines.

Supreme cultivation techniques.

And if one could awaken such an existence...

Or better yet—

Seize its body...

The benefits would be beyond imagination.

This was not merely an opportunity.

This was the true great fortune!

Eugene’s hesitation disappeared.

His eyes became feverish.

He no longer cared about the strange death aura surrounding the ancient Tomb.

He no longer cared about the dead brothers behind him.

He only saw that sleeping youth.

That body.

That ancient inheritance.

That unimaginable power.

With a sharp movement, Eugene shot toward the enormous mass of Cloud Spiritual Elixir at full speed.