"Beast soul?" Meng Wuya's eyes bulged from their sockets, fixed without blinking on the two colossal silhouettes.
Powerful demon beasts, even if their physical bodies perished, could leave their souls to exist within heaven and earth, awaiting the opportune moment to revive. Dragons and phoenixes were kings among demon beasts, naturally possessing the means to preserve their souls from oblivion.
Meng Wuya was knowledgeable and experienced; upon first glimpsing these two massive forms, he too had assumed they were the beast souls of a dragon and phoenix. But upon closer inspection, he frowned. He sensed no trace of a soul within them.
They were merely lifeless constructs.
These two colossal, unmatched silhouettes were, in fact, pure condensations of heaven and earth energy into the shapes of a dragon and a phoenix seal!
"Something is amiss here!" Meng Wuya immediately grew alert, lowering his gaze to look downward. He saw that the ground beneath his feet had collapsed by dozens of *zhang*, and at an even greater depth, there were faint ripples of mysterious, restrictive formations. However, these formations had already been shattered.
It turned out the aftershocks of his battle with the numerous experts of the Blood Battle Gang had broken the seals here, subsequently freeing this dragon-shaped phoenix seal.
An unexpected development! Meng Wuya thoughtfully turned his head to glance at the members of the Blood Battle Gang. He found them all standing frozen in place, staring blankly up at the sky, their eyes filled with both shock and confusion.
They didn't know the secret of this place? Meng Wuya's brow furrowed. Right, the seals probably hadn't been broken before this, so they had no idea what was sealed within. However, they must have been in the final stages of breaking them; otherwise, his battle's aftershocks wouldn't have been enough to completely unseal it.
Just as Meng Wuya was pondering this, the two colossal silhouettes in the sky had already begun to intertwine.
Bodies spanning a hundred *zhang*, one a blazing crimson, the other an icy azure. As they merged and twisted, the space between heaven and earth filled with a radiant luminescence. The unparalleled waves of searing heat and freezing cold energy that surged outward gave everyone a feeling of utter powerlessness.
"Fall back!" Hu Man bellowed furiously, leading the Blood Battle Gang members in a rapid retreat.
Meng Wuya was also retreating. Although his strength was profound, he too could not withstand this kind of energy shockwave.
It was as if a dragon's roar filled the ears, deafening and soul-shaking.
It was as if a phoenix's cry soared high and clear.
The dragon and the phoenix circled ceaselessly in the sky, a portent of great fortune. Half a moment later, the two creatures plunged downward simultaneously, returning to the very spot from which they had erupted.
With a thunderous boom, a feeling of heaven and earth tearing asunder rose in everyone's hearts. Accompanying this was a fluctuation of Yuan Qi even more violent than before, instantly engulfing the area around the Blood Battle Gang's mine shaft in a brilliance as bright as daylight.
A short while later, the light gradually faded, and the Yuan Qi fluctuations subsided, as if heaven and earth had fallen silent in that instant.
Meng Wuya hovered in mid-air, cautiously peering downward. His face twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes bulged out once more as he gasped, "An Inheritance Grotto-heaven?"
Even as he spoke, Meng Wuya couldn't control himself; he took several eager steps forward in the air, trying to get a clearer look.
But, what lay before him was undoubtedly an Inheritance Grotto-heaven.
The mine shaft below had been leveled, leaving only a massive pit. About ten *zhang* below ground level, a shimmering light barrier blocked the view, obscuring what lay inside.
Across the surface of this barrier, mysterious words and diagrams swam about ceaselessly, like fish darting playfully in water.
How could this be? How could an Inheritance Grotto-heaven appear in such a minor place? Meng Wuya almost thought he was dreaming, but the events unfolding before him were all too real.
An Inheritance Grotto-heaven was a mystical and wondrous space condensed by a supremely powerful expert in their final moments, using their lifetime's worth of cultivation.
Within this space lay hidden the entirety of that expert's knowledge and skills. To be able to enter it would undoubtedly be an incredible stroke of fortune.
Moreover, an Inheritance Grotto-heaven very likely also contained items the expert possessed in life. Things like elixirs, Artifacts, and such.
How powerful must an expert be to condense an Inheritance Grotto-heaven? They would have to be an existence that had surpassed the mortal and entered the saintly realm, someone who had achieved profound transformation and attained the divine. Martial artists of the Shenyou Realm were nothing more than ants before such a powerhouse!
It could be said that a single Inheritance Grotto-heaven was a treasure hoard rivaling the wealth of a nation! Whoever could obtain this expert's inheritance within it would, barring an untimely death, surely cultivate to this expert's level.
Furthermore, the grand manner in which this Inheritance Grotto-heaven had initially formed suggested its master had absolutely not been a minor figure in life. They were likely one of those rare, phoenix-feather-rare individuals among the very peak.
Meng Wuya felt a surge of emotion. The appearance of an Inheritance Grotto-heaven here was simply too fantastical.
If he was excited, the members of the Blood Battle Gang were even more so.
The seals buried dozens of *zhang* underground had been broken by accident. This was truly fantastic news. Moreover, Hu Man and the others had instantly recognized this as the legendary Inheritance Grotto-heaven, containing both immense treasure and heaven-defying martial arts—either of which was enough to drive one mad with excitement.