He raised his right hand and placed it on the cold surface of the stone. The Yin-Yang symbol on his forehead began to pulse with a blinding intensity, flooding the cave with black and white light. Huojin activated his Celestial Will, imposing his inherent authority on the barrier.
The runes began to vibrate in harmony with his own Qi, and with a dull rumble that made the mountain tremble, the seal shattered into a thousand shards of light. The door slowly pivoted on its stone hinges, revealing an interior bathed in an aura of purity.
Upon entering, Zhi Mei let out a breath of admiration. The room was immense, its walls encrusted with spiritual crystals that illuminated an accumulation of riches beyond comprehension. Piles of high-quality spiritual stones were stacked like mere pebbles, and on shelves of sacred wood rested jade vials containing divine-rank pills whose fragrance alone was enough to stabilize the meridians.
