Beast Taming: Bloodline Golden Hand-Chapter 729 - 468: Countless Gates to Life, One Gate to Death

Stepping through the portal to the third-tier area, a rich ancient aura rushed towards them!

Unlike the previous two levels, there were no towering ancient trees here, nor was there dense Spiritual Qi, but instead a vast underground cave stretched out endlessly.

Countless massive stalactites hung downward, shimmering with brilliant colors, reflecting the entire space like a labyrinth.

The air was filled with a faint sweet and metallic scent, along with a pressure that made the heart race.

"According to records, this is where the Divine Bull transformed and returned to the void."

Xu Feng looked at the dragon-seeking compass in his hand, its pointer trembling at an unprecedented frequency, evidently indicating something amiss.

Lin Chen's heart also started to beat faster in rhythm with the pulse of the pointer.

He could clearly feel Xiaobai within him, the soul long asleep now unexpectedly producing a faint ripple, seemingly drawn by some aura in this place.

"Let's go."

Xu Feng took a deep breath, taking the lead, with a seriousness in his expression unseen before.

Since stepping into this level, he felt uneasy all over, his family's sixth sense frantically warning him.

They followed a path paved with natural crystals, heading deeper into the cave.

The further they walked, the more furrowed Xu Feng's brows became.

Sometimes he would stop, dip his fingers in the water droplets seeping from the stone wall, and sniff them at the tip of his nose.

Other times, he crouched down, using the dragon-seeking compass to carefully measure the flow of opposing forces in the land.

Eventually, he stopped, a face full of confusion and anxiety.

"Something's wrong... something's very wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Lee Zhen asked vigilantly, looking around.

"There are too many 'life gates' here!"

Xu Feng pointed at the compass where the auspicious directions almost formed a piece and said incredulously,

"Look, according to the rules of feng shui, no matter how a grand tomb is laid out, it always follows the principle of 'nine deaths, one life.' There should only be one life gate, and it's extremely hidden."

"But here... look around, life gates are everywhere, it's like they're welcoming us in through open doors!"

After listening, Lee Zhen said thoughtfully,

"Perhaps... the owner of this grand tomb was benevolent and did not intend to make things difficult for newcomers?"

"Bullshit!" Xu Feng swore outright, "No matter how benevolent someone is, they wouldn't want their grave dug up, right? This is completely unreasonable!"

He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and continued,

"When something's strange, there's bound to be something amiss!"

"I've only seen this layout in a lost ancient text called 'all gates are life, one life is all death'!"

"It means it looks like there's a way out everywhere, but if you make one wrong move, you'll be stepping into a dead-end of no return!"

"Everything here might be an illusion!"

"Too many doubts, we must be more cautious!"

Lin Chen nodded along with the others; Xu Feng was the expert, he wouldn't be wrong.

Guided by Xu Feng's professional archaeological spirit, the three did not progress hastily, instead choosing a dark, damp, narrow crevice to cautiously move forward.

...

Meanwhile, in another dark and mysterious cavern.

Bach had not yet recovered from the Pope's face-changing trick.

A terrifying pressure instantly descended upon Bach, making his knees buckle, forcing him to kneel uncontrollably.

Bach was shocked but still forcefully explained,

"Yes... yes! The disciple understands! This is a test from the gods! In the presence of the supreme deity, one must remain humble!"

He assumed this was the ritual necessary to become the Saint Heir.

However, the Pope's next words made him feel as though he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Didn't you... promise to offer everything for the divine cult?"

The Pope's face bore a strange and sinister smile.

Before the words fell, the space behind him began to twist violently!

"Moo—!!!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

A sinister and violent roar of a bull resounded sharply in the cavern!

A colossal, unimaginably massive bull spirit, pitch black, with eyes burning with scarlet flame, slowly emerged from the distorted space!

Bach immediately felt his soul leave him, kneeling on the ground, loudly calling out to the divine.

But the deity in his eyes drew nearer and nearer, even showing a glimmer of greed, at which point he finally understood!

This wasn't a sanctuary for baptism, but a slaughterhouse!

"No... no! Pope! You can't do this! I am the Saint Heir! I am the future of the divine cult!"

He screamed hysterically, trying to escape, but found his body already immobilized by the terrifying pressure.

"Future?" The Pope sneered, eyes full of pity and mockery, "The future of the divine cult has always been only Divine Lord!"

The bull's black-red spirit opened its giant mouth sufficient to devour mountains, aimed ever more greedily at Bach who was already terrified.

An irresistible horrifying suction emanated from the abyssal throat!

"Ah—!!!"

Bach emitted his final scream of despair!

His body, along with his mutant "Golden Battle Bull" Spirit Beast, was forcibly ripped from his flesh by that suction, turned into two golden streams of light, uncontrollably drawn into the monstrous maw!

In those last moments before being consumed, Bach's eyes filled with endless regret and despair.

He couldn't understand until his death why his coveted glory had turned into a one-way ticket to hell.