Chapter 419: This Damn Treasure Is Acting Up

At this moment, the three beauties had already driven their car to a nearby spot, got out, and gathered together, watching Shui Miao from a distance.

Shui Miao once again spread his divine consciousness to sense his surroundings, but suddenly realized that the skeletal remains of several eagles inside the main tomb had vanished. In their place stood seven live male eagles, all perched on the armrests of the throne, vigilantly looking around.

They had come back to life!

This was too strange!

What kind of sorcery was this? It was incredible!

Shui Miao suddenly felt a sense of there always being something greater beyond the sky, and someone superior beyond oneself.

Moreover, he now felt an even stronger urge to discover what was inside that box.

Cautiously, Shui Miao once again focused his mind and tried to sense the box.

Unexpectedly, a golden light flashed again, interrupting his mental connection.

The seven eagles suddenly took flight, circling frantically within the tomb. They seemed tense, as if bracing for a formidable enemy.

“Hmph! They’re merely seven clusters of yin-type spiritual energy. Let me show you how I deal with them…”

Shui Miao quickly concentrated his mind again, sensing the eagles. He found that each eagle was wrapped in a stream of pure spiritual energy, within which resided the eagle’s soul. Just as Shui Miao was about to activate his Spirit-Devouring Force to penetrate the ground, the seven eagles suddenly turned and dove into the stone wall, heading upward toward the surface!

“During broad daylight, under the clear heavens, these evil creatures still dare to come out and attack me?” Shui Miao sneered coldly. Instantly, he activated his spiritual energy to prepare for battle. His Spirit-Devouring Force seeped underground and, following his will, surged toward the eagles’ souls. The eagles’ souls were fierce and charged straight at Shui Miao. However, once the Spirit-Devouring Force surrounded them, they panicked and immediately turned to flee.

“Want to run away?”

Shui Miao’s mind shifted, accelerating the devouring power. One by one, the seven eagles were consumed by the Spirit-Devouring Force and vanished into nothingness. However, one eagle’s soul managed to break free and slammed into the rectangular golden box.

“A large mass of black mist erupted into the air, and the box immediately radiated a brilliant glow. However, the Spirit-Devouring Force remained attached to it, as if encountering an opponent, fiercely corroding the wooden box.

Seeing this, Shui Miao quickly channeled his full Spirit-Devouring Force into the underground tomb. The rectangular golden box was instantly enveloped by a massive surge of devouring energy, its golden glow suppressed. As time passed, the Spirit-Devouring Force finally ate through the lid of the golden box and entered inside. Under Shui Miao’s mental control, the lid of the rectangular golden box was soon completely consumed and vanished. Inside the box lay a seemingly ordinary gray stone.

“Just a stone?”

Shui Miao pondered, finding it hard to believe. How could such a powerful box merely contain an ordinary stone?

Without hesitation, Shui Miao once again concentrated his mind and reached out with his consciousness toward the stone.

“Buzz!”

As his mind touched the stone, Shui Miao suddenly felt his soul being pulled out of his body, drawn into the box, and trapped inside the stone.

Above ground, Shui Miao’s body collapsed as his soul had left it.

“Ahh! Something’s wrong!”

Seeing Shui Miao suddenly collapse, Lin Xue screamed in alarm.

The three women were immediately overwhelmed with worry and rushed over…

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Where was this?

After a moment of dizziness, Shui Miao gradually regained consciousness and suddenly found that the entire world before him had changed, transformed into a magical world bathed in deep blue.

Looking at his hands, he realized he was a disembodied soul.

Instantly, he understood. This stone must be an extraordinary treasure, perhaps even a sacred relic from the Immortal Realm! His soul had been forcibly pulled into it!

But why was there absolutely nothing here?

As Shui Miao puzzled over this, the scenery before him rapidly changed. The surroundings transformed into a vast grassland. Below a pile of broken rocks, a ragged, frail little boy was curled up in a dark corner of the stone pile. Not far outside, a pack of wolves was heading toward him.

What did this mean?

Shui Miao stood still, puzzled. In his mind, he muttered, “This treasure must have immense power to create such a vivid illusionary world. What does it want me to see? Could it be testing my compassion, wanting to see if I will save this child?”

The wolf pack seemed to catch the scent in the wind and suddenly accelerated toward the rocks.

Unconsciously, Shui Miao noticed that his soul form had changed too—he had become a Mongolian warrior, clad in traditional Mongolian attire, riding a horse.

“Oh, come on!”

What the hell kind of treasure was this? Was it forcing him to play some kind of role-playing game?

Honestly, Shui Miao thought this was too fake, too ridiculous.

Yet, everything around him felt incredibly real—the crisp wind, the authentic sensations, the anxiety in his heart, all felt genuine.

He touched his clothes, looked at his scimitar, everything was as real as it could be.

Shui Miao seriously wondered if he had somehow been transported to another world!

But his rational mind told him it was all an illusion.

Suddenly, a strange force inserted thoughts into his mind. These foreign thoughts forcefully entered Shui Miao’s consciousness, telling him that his name was Yesugai, a brave warrior of the grasslands, bearing the title of Batur. And the child hiding in the shadows of the stone pile was actually his own son!

“What the hell!”

“Are you out of your mind, turning me into this pathetic form!?”

“Hey! Stop messing around!” Shui Miao dismounted, looked around, and shouted loudly, “Brother, I don’t know who you are, but I only accidentally connected to your stone. You pulled my soul here and set up this whole elaborate scene—what’s your point? Are you just bored and find me easy to toy with?”

There was no answer from anywhere, but the wolves were now very close.

The pack leader was a massive gray wolf, baring its sharp teeth, its small eyes locked on Shui Miao with deadly intent.

“Pfft!”

Shui Miao couldn’t help but glance at the gray wolf just a dozen meters away and smirked, “This is child’s play. You think I’d fall for such a cheap illusion? You really underestimate me, don’t you?” Shui Miao’s mind shifted, and he discovered he could still control the Spirit-Devouring Force outside. Immediately, he activated it to begin corroding this cursed stone.

But then, he found that his connection to the Spirit-Devouring Force had been severed.

“Whoosh!”

A gust of wind, and the lead wolf leaped high into the air, directly lunging at Shui Miao!

Oh my God, this thing feels way too real!

Unable to hold back any longer, Shui Miao suddenly sidestepped, gripped his scimitar, and with one swift motion, cleaved the wolf’s head in two!