Chapter 080: The Spring of Vitality

  After a long silence, Meng Hao finally spoke, his gaze fixed on Yang Tian. "Brother Yang, the treasure inside is... the Spring of Vitality!"

  "What?!" Yang Tian's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared into the depths. The Spring of Vitality was legendary—a miraculous water capable of regenerating flesh and bone, extending one's lifespan, and healing even the most severe injuries with just a single drop. Of course, there were exceptions for certain unique types of damage.

  "Inside lies the Spring of Vitality. My father came here last time for the same purpose," Meng Hao nodded, his icy gaze locked onto the Firehorn Beast.

  "That Firehorn Beast... Even if we had a few more people, it wouldn't make a difference. Its body is nearly indestructible. I didn't come here with much hope," Meng Hao said, a self-mocking smile on his face as he stared at the beast.

  "But you can do it," Meng Hao suddenly turned to Yang Tian, who was about to leave, and smiled.

  "Me?" Yang Tian scratched his head, confused.

  Seeing Yang Tian's puzzled expression, Meng Hao smiled faintly. "I remember you can momentarily seal space, right?"

  Yang Tian shook his head slightly. "I can, but it won't have much effect on this beast. Its strength is too overwhelming."

  "Just one moment is enough. You go inside and find the Spring of Vitality. I'll hold off this beast. I only need five drops. Just five drops," Meng Hao said, his face suddenly filled with fervor.

  "But..." Yang Tian frowned. He wasn't convinced Meng Hao could hold off the beast.

  "Don't worry. Once you enter the stone door behind it, the beast won't dare follow. When you come out, the aura from inside will protect you, and the beast won't harm you."

  "Are you sure?" Yang Tian was still uneasy. He wasn't willing to gamble his life, especially since he had no real connection to the Senluo Auction House. This was just an agreement.

  "I'm sure. Even if we die, the Spring of Vitality won't be taken out, and I gain nothing from it," Meng Hao nodded firmly.

  After a moment of silence, Yang Tian looked up at Meng Hao. "Alright, I'll trust you. But what if there's no Spring of Vitality?"

  "If there isn't..." Meng Hao smiled bitterly. "Then it's my bad luck, my family's bad luck, my sister's bad luck..."

  "Let's go." After a while, Meng Hao pulled out a large black sword. It looked ordinary, but it exuded an aura that made Yang Tian's heart race.

  In a flash, a golden battle armor enveloped Meng Hao's body, surrounded by divine patterns. The armor was covered in dense talismans, clearly enhanced with some defensive mechanism.

  "Two Dao artifacts..." Yang Tian licked his lips, unable to resist taking a few more glances. He even briefly entertained the thought of killing Meng Hao and taking the treasures for himself.

  When they were about ten zhang away from the beast, its eyes, which had been closed for who knows how many years, slowly opened. Its confused gaze fell upon the two intruders.

  At that moment, dozens of golden beads appeared in the Firehorn Beast's vision, growing larger and larger. Its long-dormant intelligence stirred.

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  "Boom! Boom!" Just as the Firehorn Beast began to sense danger, the golden beads exploded on its head, creating a deafening roar that echoed endlessly.

  "Now!" Meng Hao roared, throwing out a scroll that instantly expanded, its surface covered in lifelike depictions of flowers, birds, fish, and insects. The scroll wrapped around the Firehorn Beast's body.

  "Seal!" Yang Tian sprinted forward, a river of vital energy surging above his head. Seeing the beast momentarily restrained, he unleashed his energy, freezing the surrounding space for an instant.

  "Thud! Thud!" The door was twenty zhang away. Yang Tian pushed his body to the limit, his footsteps kicking up clouds of dust as he ran.

  "Roar!" The Firehorn Beast finally regained its senses. Its sharp claws tore through the scroll effortlessly. Its blood-red eyes locked onto Yang Tian, filled with fear and anxiety as it saw him nearing the door it was meant to guard.

  In an instant, the beast charged toward Yang Tian like a bolt of lightning, its speed terrifying.

  "Beast! Stop!" Meng Hao swung his black sword, which grew to thirty zhang in length. The sharp energy it released pierced through the void, and a terrifying pressure erupted, sending a wave of energy crashing toward the Firehorn Beast's head.

  "Roar!" The beast roared, swatting the black sword away with its claw, sparks flying everywhere. It continued its charge toward Yang Tian.

  Danger—endless danger!

  Yang Tian's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the door. Five zhang, four zhang... His blood was boiling, his body pushed to its absolute limit.

  "Roar!" Fear spread through the Firehorn Beast's eyes as it closed in on Yang Tian. Just as it was about to strike, the black sword came crashing down again, blocking its path.

  "Roar! Roar!" The Firehorn Beast ignored the sword's attack, allowing it to pierce its abdomen. Golden blood sprayed everywhere.

  Meng Hao watched in horror as the beast's claw reached for Yang Tian.

  "Seal!" In the face of imminent death, Yang Tian let out a desperate roar. The river of vital energy above him surged, freezing the Firehorn Beast for a split second.

  "Boom!" Without hesitation, Yang Tian slammed into the door, disappearing into the chamber.

  "Roar! Roar! Roar!" The Firehorn Beast went into a frenzy, a deep gash in its abdomen. The power of the Dao artifact was unstoppable. Its blood-red eyes turned to Meng Hao, a murderous aura spreading rapidly.

  "Haha—come at me, beast!" A crazed look flashed in Meng Hao's eyes as his hatred finally broke free. His face twisted into a ferocious expression.

  "Whoosh! Whoosh!" The Firehorn Beast roared, appearing before Meng Hao in an instant. Its powerful claw slammed down.

  "Clang!" Meng Hao blocked with his black sword, but the impact sent him flying dozens of zhang away. Blood sprayed from his mouth.

  "Beast! Give me back my father's life!" Meng Hao's eyes burned with madness as he leaped up, channeling the power of the black sword. A brilliant light shot toward the Firehorn Beast.

  "Howl..." The beast roared, its eyes shooting out two golden beams. The overwhelming energy collided with Meng Hao's attack.

  "Boom! Boom!" The golden beams tore through the light, sending Meng Hao flying again. Several talismans on his armor shattered, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. Without the armor, he would have been torn apart.

  Inside the chamber, Yang Tian stood up, his eyes scanning the surroundings. He knew Meng Hao wouldn't last long. He needed to find the Spring of Vitality quickly.

  Suddenly, the little white creature that had been sleeping in Yang Tian's robe began to stir, trembling more and more violently.

  "Little glutton, are you waking up?" Yang Tian pulled out the creature, which was now drooling heavily, its eyes slowly opening.

  "Howl." The little creature opened its eyes and, upon seeing Yang Tian, leaped up with joy, letting out a few happy whimpers.

  "Huh? No changes?" Yang Tian scratched his head, pinching the little creature's body. It didn't seem any different, but its eyes were now even more lively.

  "Quick, there's treasure nearby. Let's go!" Yang Tian patted the creature's head urgently.

  "Whimper, whimper." The little creature let out a few happy sounds and darted forward.

  "So fast!" Yang Tian was momentarily stunned by its speed, which had increased significantly. Without hesitation, he followed.

  After passing through a long corridor, the two arrived at a raised platform. As they stepped onto it, an overwhelming surge of life energy washed over them. The little creature's fur stood on end, making it look like a tiny white hedgehog as it dashed forward.

  "Little guy, don't you dare steal the treasure!" Yang Tian shouted, worried the creature might lick a few drops of the Spring of Vitality.

  A few moments later, Yang Tian reached the platform. His anxious expression froze in shock.

  "What the... This isn't just a few drops..."