Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 246: Vaults (3)

Ri and Clara walked through the palace. For the first time in months, they could finally breathe real air. It seemed that the palace was covered by some sort of protective formation to keep all of the water out.

In truth, this may seem simple, but it proved just how powerful this formation was. In the mortal world, it was already impossible to reach the very bottom of the ocean without drastic measures, and that was even before it expanded by millions of times its original size. So, just how many tons of pressure could be applied under an ocean that spanned 20 universes?!

Before, Ri could only use her comprehension of water will to ignore this pressure and help Clara, but obviously a formation had no such comprehension. That meant it accomplished this with absolute power! If Clara was correct, such a formation could withstand the full strike of even a dao expert.

Ri didn’t bother standing on ceremony and directly pushed open the vaults. Doors that the Kun Peng had spent everything to open, only to end up cursed, swung as though they were as light as a feather under Ri’s touch. The difference was clear and obvious. historical

In the next moment, Ri and Clara were blinded by a flashing light. By the time their vision cleared, they realized that this so-called light wasn’t actually so, but rather the reflection of treasures that stretched for several kilometers. Even Clara’s normally cold expression gave way to shock.

“This is what remains of the Elvin Kingdom? Then what the hell did they lose?” Clara muttered incredulously.

However, this reality let them realize something else. The accumulations of Sects and Clans that had existed for millions of years wasn’t something they could fathom.

One had to remember that there had never been a single individual who built up a Clan from nothing to the Emperor God Clan grade in one lifetime. Much like the Demon Sage, many had come close, but none succeeded.

If it was so difficult to become just a mere Emperor God Clan, then what about those Comet Grade Clans? What about the glorious Planet and Star Grade Clans of the past?

Someone who could come close to building an Emperor God Clan in a single lifetime would most definitely have to be one akin to a Higher Existence. That meant, at a minimum, their lifespans were 1.2 million years. Some Higher Existences could live upwards of ten without seeing the end of their lifespans. Yet, they never succeeded!

Of course, it had to also be said that in ancient times, conquering universes was even more difficult that it was now. During Dyon’s second trial, the Viserion Clan that seemed to rule everything as an Emperor God Clan was nothing but a plaything in the hands of the Beast Alliance quadrants. And, those very same Beast Alliance quadrants were nothing but a joke before Dyon’s parents.

The levels of existence during that time were incomparable to what they were today. Yet, the Elvin Kingdom was the ruler of the Era that ended their reign!

The Chaos Era, The Primordial Era and finally, the Elvin Kingdom’s Golden Era. Although it might have been the shortest, it was the brightest!

A gentle smile coated the faces of Ri. She didn’t care about the treasures that lay before her, what she cared about was the fact she had finally accomplished something to help her husband. With this, the gap between Dyon and those monster factions had closed, although it was slight, this was a good first step.

Clara shook her head when she noticed Ri’s grip involuntarily strengthen on her hand. But, she too knew how Ri felt. Why had she neglected her cultivation for so many decades, diligently building up the Internet and infiltrating the Sapientia Clan? Wasn’t it to feel what Ri was feeling now?

They had toiled together for more than two years to finally reach this point, how could they not feel good?

In the back of their minds, they knew that these treasures were just a terrible foreshadowing of the struggles they would face in the future. If these were the mere remnants of a major faction, just what kind of accumulations did those rulers of this Modern Era have? However, they forgot such thoughts for now, allowing themselves to be happy.

In truth, the sister-wife duo were overthinking this. Although they were right to fear the accumulations of these major factions, they were fearing the wrong type of accumulation.

It was true that the treasures here still fell short of those factions, but it wasn’t by much. What they should truly fear were the powerful base of strength they had. Not only did these factions have far more talents and experts, much like others, they had a profound base of Ancestors to call upon when they faced true danger.

This was why Dyon was risking his life now. If he didn’t manage to rip that treasure away from the Lord Creator, accomplishing his goals would be nothing more than a pipe dream. No matter how powerful he became, what could he do to a Sect or Clan that could call upon a dozen Higher Existence Ancestors at once?…

“Alright, we’ve looked enough. Let’s start sorting everything appropriately. Then we can discuss how we can deal with the natural resources hidden in the Dark Ocean Seabed.” Ri said cheerfully.