The Strongest War God

Preston at that time was the capital, and the Preston mountains were probably the hunting ground of the royal family.

However, the area of the Preston mountains was huge, and the hunting ground was only a small part of it.

The second mural showed that the armored man had come to the depths of the Preston mountains and led 3,000 soldiers to start an excavation. A shiny stone appeared.

“Spiritual stone mine?” Westley Hader looked over with his sharp eyes.

“There’s a spiritual stone mine in the Preston mountains!” Tristan Yandell was shocked.

If such news were to be reported, they would be alerted and personally ask about it.

Nowadays, spiritual herbs were extinct, and the spiritual stone mines had long been excavated by the ancient people. The spiritual energy in the world was so thin that it had disappeared.

Whoever owned a spiritual stone mine would definitely become an elite.

In this day and age, if an ordinary person could own a mine, their net worth might exceed 100 million the next day.

If a martial artist owned a spiritual stone mine and cultivated in secret, he would become an elite in a few years.

“The professors from Preston University should have been to this area and found some spiritual stones in the burial pit outside. The real spiritual stone mine is not here,” Braydon Neal said softly.

“Why didn’t this guy bury himself in the spiritual stone mine when he found it? The spiritual energy would nourish his body, and it would be as if he had been frozen in ice, making his body immortal for a thousand years.”

Tristan’s eyes were filled with suspicion.

Perhaps the owner of the tomb had died too suddenly in battle and did not have time to give instructions for his funeral, so he could only be buried in the royal tomb that was built by his descendants.

From then on, he would rest here forever.

On the last blurry mural, Braydon stood for a long time, frowning from time to time.

Too much time had passed, causing the frescoes to be corroded and severely damaged. The image was extremely blurry.

The last painting had a secret hidden in it!

It was not just about the spiritual stone mine.

On this mural, Braydon saw the outline of Mount Kylo.

What did the owner of the tomb want to express?

Even Braydon could not understand this mural.

This was because this mural did not match any of the previous murals at all. It was carved on the stone wall and was so blurry that even a God would not be able to understand.

Tristan groped around and found a stone door. He knocked on it lightly. It was obviously hollow.

If he was right, the main burial chamber was behind the stone door.

“Little monkey, stop!” Braydon stopped them from opening the stone door.

Tristan immediately stopped and turned around with some doubt.

Westley said softly, “The owner of this tomb was, after all, a king when he was alive. He died in battle against the barbarians and made an immortal contribution to protect Hansworth. He should be respected after his death!

“Understood!”

Tristan was also a soldier of the northern territory, so he immediately understood why Braydon had stopped him from opening the stone door.

In the future, if they were to die in battle and be buried in the ground, they did not want their descendants to disturb their peace.

The tomb owner died in battle to protect Hansworth.

Although it had been thousands of years, the tomb owner was essentially the same kind of person as Braydon and the others. They wore military clothes and fought for their family and country. They did not retreat even if they died. They stained the battlefield with blood until they died in battle.

Such a character should be respected.

Therefore, the place of eternal rest after death should not be disturbed by the later generations.

“Clear the tomb and announce to the public that everything has been taken away by the Preston team. This will prevent other martial artists from having any ideas about this place.”

Braydon turned around and left.

However, the next moment, the stone door opened automatically.

The stone door of the main burial chamber had actually opened up!

Braydon turned around and frowned.

Tristan was dumbfounded. He raised his hands and said, “I didn’t do it!”

“It wasn’t me either!” Westley said innocently.

Braydon looked behind the stone door. It was the main burial chamber, which was even bigger than the area they were in.

A coffin was floating in the air.

The four corners of the coffin were tied to the stone wall by four huge iron chains, allowing the coffin to float in the air.

It was strange to place the coffin in the air without any earth energy staining it.

“What was the tomb owner thinking?” Tristan asked suspiciously.

“It’s not stained by earth energy. That’s quite interesting!”

Westley was slightly surprised.

Braydon guessed that the tomb owner was buried in this way because he could tell that the place where he was buried was extremely heavy with yin energy. The low mountain where he was buried was blocked by two higher mountains.

As a result, the area around the short mountain had not seen sunlight for years and had become a place of yin.

The coffin of the tomb owner was suspended in the air without any earth energy to isolate the yin energy of this place.

Westley smiled faintly. “This tomb owner is indeed interesting. He’s buried in a shady place, but he used a hanging coffin so that he wouldn’t be stained by the earth’s energy after his death. He’s tormenting himself in such a way. Why would he still bury himself here?”

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There was no answer to this question.

Braydon also wanted to know the reason, but the person who could give him the answer was lying in the coffin and had been dead for a thousand years.

Unless the tomb owner opened his mouth and answered them, they would never know.

Braydon looked around. There were stone beds, stone tables, and other things.

“This tomb owner is also a weirdo,” Tristan said. “He’s lying in his coffin after his death. What’s the point of having a stone bed here?”

“The dead lie in the coffin, the living sleep in the bed, this is a principle that has not changed for thousands of years.” Westley pulled out the sword from Tristan’s waist and gently brushed the dust away. There were black carbide materials below.

This was the trace of oxidation on the bedding and blanket.

It seemed that this stone bed used to be a place for living people to rest.

Tristan scratched his head. “A living person guarding the coffin? Where’s the coffin guardian?”

“It might be that black-furred monster!” Westley walked to the stone table and swept the dust away. There were 64 gold pieces on the table.

Each piece was marked with words and pictures.

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“Violent spear”

This was a complete martial arts technique.

Moreover, it was a spear technique!

A king level technique was worth more than a city. It was extremely rare.

It was no wonder that many ancient martial art practitioners were obsessed with tomb raiding. This was the advantage.

Braydon picked up the gold piece and chuckled. “The spear technique is named the violent spear. It’s quite domineering.”

“You’re going to cultivate it?” Tristan was suspicious.

Braydon did not intend to take it for himself. The Art of the God of War that he had cultivated was passed down from the Kylo ruins, which was much more profound than these.

There was no need to neglect the essentials and pursue the trivialities!

However, these gold pieces seemed to have been left behind by the tomb owner.

It was not recorded in a book, probably because he had foreseen that paper and bamboo sticks as a carrier would oxidize over time and nothing would be left.

Thus, he used gold pieces to record everything he had learned and left it for future generations.

A complete king level ancient martial arts cultivation technique.

In the outside world, it would probably cause countless martial artists to fight over it.

After all, a complete technique that was at the king level was rare.

Countless people at the marquis level had been unable to advance any further because their ancient martial arts were incomplete, and thus had no hope of becoming a king.

A profound ancient martial arts cultivation technique was too important for a martial artist.

However, Braydon and Westley did not need such things.

The cultivation techniques of the three sons of the north were all extraordinary.

“Bring these things back to the capital and use them as a reserve of martial arts. When the time comes, pass them on to the suitable people.”

Braydon quickly left the tomb.