Capítulo 14: Chapter 14
Zhou Lianchen was unaware of the full truth. All he knew was that Mo Ye had stumbled upon the inheritance of the fallen cultivator who had turned the Redcliff mountain range blood red. Zhou Lianchen's instincts, sharp and unmatched, had led him to this conclusion. It was through those instincts alone that he pieced together the puzzle, though even he couldn't fully grasp the depth of Mo Ye's secrets.
At this moment, Mo Ye carefully placed the Demon Beast Attractors at the heart of the Mo Clan's territory. True to his identity as the reincarnation of a powerful expert, he moved with precision and subtlety, ensuring that no one noticed his actions. Once the attractors were set, he vanished without drawing any attention, his presence like a ghost in the night.
Mo Ye then made his way toward the Mo Clan's vault, the true objective of his mission. Using the cover of darkness, he blended seamlessly into the shadows, concealing himself near the heavily guarded treasure trove. Patient and calculating, he waited for the chaos to erupt, knowing the Demon Beast Attractors would soon do their job and turn the clan's focus elsewhere.
As long as no Nascent Soul Realm cultivator intervened, Mo Ye was entirely confident that none of the Core Formation Realm cultivators within the Mo Clan could pierce his stealth. His movements were flawless, his concealment impeccable. Hidden within the shadows near the vault, he waited patiently.
He didn't have to wait long. Just three hours later, the air was filled with the deafening roars of wild beasts. The ground trembled under the pounding of their feet as they closed in on the clan's territory. Alarms blared throughout the Mo Clan, echoing across the compound as chaos erupted.
"What is going on?" the Mo Clan's head exclaimed, his eyes widening in shock as he took in the sight before him. A sea of Demon Beasts surged toward the clan's territory, their roars deafening, their numbers seemingly endless. The ground shook beneath their charge, and the very air seemed to hum with the weight of their presence.
He had never witnessed anything like this before. Waves of Demon Beasts attacking a city were not unheard of, they happened occasionally, and the clan was always prepared to handle such events. But this… this was unprecedented. The sheer scale of the assault was overwhelming, as though the beasts had been summoned by some unseen force, united in their fury.
Panic and confusion spread through the clan like wildfire as the head of the Mo Clan tried to comprehend the impossible scene unfolding before him.
Every now and then, Demon Beasts would recklessly charge toward a city, launching an unprovoked attack. Such events occurred for various reasons, but most stemmed from the strategic decisions of the Demon Beast King.
Faced with the constant challenge of managing their vast numbers, the Demon Beast King often saw these attacks as a convenient solution. By sending Demon Beasts to assault human cities, the king could reduce their population while simultaneously weakening human forces and acquiring resources. It was a calculated gamble, one the Demon Beast King was more than willing to make.
There were many Demon Beast Kings scattered across the land, as most forests typically fell under the dominion of such powerful creatures. Naturally, forests housed an incredible diversity of Demon Beasts, from insects to birds, each contributing to the overwhelming numbers. Under the rule of a single Demon Beast King, the population of Demon Beasts was at least 100 times greater than the human population of a city.
By the way, a Demon Beast King is a title bestowed upon the strongest Nascent Soul Realm Demon Beast within a given territory. Their strength and authority made them the undisputed rulers of their domain, commanding the loyalty of countless creatures.
The Mo Clan head barked orders, his voice cutting through the chaos as he sent men to call for reinforcements. Meanwhile, everyone else was mobilized to fight the oncoming horde of Demon Beasts. The numbers were overwhelming, leaving no room for hesitation, no one was allowed to sit back and do nothing.
As for the clan head himself, he wasted no time. He turned and rushed toward the ancestral halls, knowing that the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, the clan's ancestors, had to be alerted immediately. Only their power stood a chance of turning the tide against this unprecedented assault.
'I underestimated that talisman,' Mo Ye thought, feeling the vibrations in the ground beneath him. The sheer magnitude of the stampede was staggering. He estimated that at least 10 million wild beasts were attacking the Mo Clan.
This was no ordinary assault, it was monumental. The talisman had drawn in every wild beast within range, from Body Tempering level creatures to those at the Nascent Soul Realm. The scale of destruction it unleashed far exceeded his expectations, leaving even Mo Ye momentarily awestruck.
Mo Ye seized the opportunity. With the guards called away to defend against the demon beasts, the path to the vault was clear. Moving swiftly and silently, he approached the massive structure and pulled out the Key Talisman.
With practiced ease, he activated the talisman and placed it against the vault's surface. Immediately, the talisman adhered to the metal, and strange symbols began to spread across the surface like flowing ink. These symbols pulsed faintly, their energy probing the intricate mechanisms of the vault.
One by one, the talisman began attempting every possible password combination to bypass the vault's defenses. Mo Ye watched with calm focus, the soft hum of the talisman's energy filling the air.
"This is taking too long," Mo Ye muttered, his eyes narrowing as he watched the Key Talisman at work. Although it was impressive that the talisman could unlock the vault in just three hours, a remarkable feat for something so complex, he didn't have that kind of time to spare.
Quickly, he began forming hand seals, his movements precise and fluid. With a sharp slap against the vault's surface, a surge of energy spread outward. More symbols appeared, radiating from his hand and intertwining with the talisman's existing patterns. The two sets of symbols fused seamlessly, their combined energy amplifying the talisman's efficiency.
The hum of the talisman grew louder as the process accelerated. Mo Ye smirked faintly. "Now we're talking," he murmured, stepping back to watch the strengthened talisman work its magic.
The vault trembled for a few seconds before it began to open with a deep, resonant groan. Mo Ye's gaze swept over the vast collection before him. What lay before him was nothing short of a sea of treasures, the accumulated wealth and artifacts of the Mo Clan, gathered over thousands of years.
The Mo Clan's origins stretched back more than 50,000 years, a legacy built on power and ambition. Though they had relocated to Redcliff Mountain only 2,000 years ago, their collection spoke to their long-standing influence and history. Rare artifacts, glittering jewels, ancient scrolls, and mystical resources filled the space, each item radiating power and significance.
Mo Ye's eyes gleamed with a mixture of awe and satisfaction. A clan that had existed for such an immense span of time would naturally possess treasures that could rival even the greatest sects. And now, all of it was within his grasp.
Mo Ye wasted no time. The moment the vault fully opened, he burst inside with unmatched agility, expertly dodging every trap and bypassing every defensive mechanism. His movements were precise, a blend of experience and instinct honed over lifetimes.
He collected everything, the treasures, the artifacts, the resources, even the dirt on the ground imbued with spiritual energy. Nothing was spared. By the time he was done, the once-packed vault was so thoroughly emptied that it gleamed as if it had been polished to perfection.
Mo Ye glanced around one last time, ensuring he hadn't overlooked even the smallest trinket. Satisfied, he turned and disappeared into the shadows, leaving behind a vault so clean that it looked untouched, except for its eerie emptiness.
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