I practice martial arts by adding skill points in modern city-Chapter 467: 【172】Shocking! Ancient Civilization Ruins! _2
This is too exaggerated!
Ignoring the astonishment and envy of the onlookers, Wang Longhu swaggered towards the depths of the metallic city.
Although at this stage it's not truly 'gestation, spirit leaving the body', it could still allow him to maintain an out-of-body experience for a significant period.
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The entire interior of the metallic city, whether houses, buildings, or streets, was made from that kind of exceptionally polished, incredibly smooth metal that could be used as mirrors.
Wang Longhu couldn't identify the origins of these metals, or whether they belonged to the minerals of this planet.
In any case, the scenes he witnessed along the way were too sci-fi, completely unfit for reality.
After advancing for about ten minutes, Wang Longhu realized something.
That besides the four light giants he first encountered, there seemed to be no others in the entire metallic city.
The streets were incredibly quiet, with nothing moving except the stardust above the city.
This made Wang Longhu ponder whether there was any life left in Shambhala.
Entering a metallic house by the roadside, it was empty and spotless inside. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
The moment Wang Longhu stepped in, the polished metal floor rippled like a stone thrown into a pool of water.
Instantly, lots of circular ripples spread out.
Then, a metallic table and a metallic chair rose from beneath the metal surface, furnishing the space.
When Wang Longhu exited, the table and chair descended back, rendering the interior empty once more.
"What a strange civilization and technology," Wang Longhu thought to himself, continuing to inspect the surroundings.
After roughly scanning the area, Wang Longhu could confirm that this place should be where Shambhala's residents lived.
Without much informational content, if one wanted to uncover the truth about Shambhala, perhaps going to the very center of this metallic city was necessary.
"It's a pity those four guiding light giants didn't wait. Our physical bodies couldn't keep up with their pace, so they left on their own; otherwise, we could have asked more questions."
Wang Longhu gazed towards the center of the metallic city.
If where he stood was the city's periphery, with most buildings being 3 to 10 stories high,
then the city's central area was worlds apart, strikingly different.
At a glance, countless towering metal spires reached into the clouds, the shortest estimated to be several hundred meters tall, while the tallest reached the top of the stellar dome.
It's difficult to judge the precise height, but conservatively, it's surely over a thousand meters.
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"How can this be? Why is Shambhala devoid of people?"
Taiping Master walked through the central district of the metallic city, wandering down every street, yet found no trace of any person.
Even as he sent out signals, he couldn't spot those four light giants.
If Shambhala were a paradise without people, then how could it be called a paradise?
For a moment, Taiping Master's faith built over years seemed to be crumbling.
He unwillingly entered a spire, intending to reach its top to see for himself.
He could not believe that Shambhala was such a lifeless place.
"It must be that the pure spirits of those practitioners have all secluded themselves, it must be!" Taiping Master muttered firmly to himself.
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When Wang Longhu arrived at the center of the metallic city, he also chose a spire roughly seven to eight hundred meters tall and entered.
These spires had no grand doors at their entrances, just a doorway that allowed anyone to enter as they pleased.
As soon as Wang Longhu stepped inside, the initially empty interior of the spire suddenly revealed a spiral staircase tightly hugging the wall.
The staircase continuously spiraled upwards, leading to the unseen top of the tower.
As Wang Longhu climbed the stairs, he didn't even need to step; the entire spiral staircase automatically began to ascend, transporting Wang Longhu upwards.
Along the way, the inner walls of the tower continuously showcased various exquisite paintings and texts.
These paintings comprised various abstract shapes.
The writings were in unknown fonts, square yet resembling tadpole scripts.
Altogether, Wang Longhu couldn't understand, hence couldn't appreciate them properly.
When he reached about a hundred meters up, the staircase suddenly stopped, and a section of the metal wall beside Wang Longhu slowly liquefied, revealing a door, beyond which lay a metallic room.
Similarly empty, it was devoid of anything, yet different from the rooms seen in the outer city.
This massive metallic room emitted a gentle white glow everywhere, soothing to one's senses.
Curiously, Wang Longhu walked in, and instantly, a signal carried by the spirit entered his spiritual being.
Instantaneously, Wang Longhu understood some information about this room.
This room was specially made for 'Transcendent Level' residents of Shambhala, only those with transcendent spirits could reside in such towers in the central district.
And the benefits of these rooms far exceeded those in the outer city.
Because in such rooms, residents could adjust 'indoor gravity' to temper their spirits.
The stronger the spirit, the more it could absorb rainbow energy, thus cultivating a rainbow body.
"Does gravity affect the spirit as well?" Wang Longhu wondered, somewhat puzzled.
