Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 423 200 The Gate Opens

"I followed the sound and, without knowing why, felt as light as a feather. With just a light leap, I found myself in the air and then saw a door shimmering with golden light. I felt the sound was coming from there," Scholar recounted.

"With a gentle push, the door opened easily, and my body involuntarily moved towards it. Gradually, I noticed a change in myself. The clothes I was wearing had disappeared, replaced by the unknown fur of a wild beast."

"Further inside, I saw a large lake, its surface as smooth as a mirror. It wasn't until I reached the lakeside and saw my reflection that I realized I had turned into an old man."

"Clad in beast skins, adorned with a headband woven from colorful feathers, and wearing a necklace made of beast teeth, my body was also painted with strange patterns."

"At that moment, a group of people approached. They spoke in an incomprehensible language, and although I couldn't understand a word, my body spoke some unknown words back to them, following them to a massive temple entrance."

"I ascended the stone steps slowly and inside the hall, I saw a majestic statue, a great white elephant, both sacred and solemn. I kneeled beneath the statue, chanting under my breath. Endless light poured down from the white elephant into my body, and at that moment, I felt as though I connected to a special space."

"When I woke up again, I was in a bizarre space, all around me was an endless white void. I looked up to see a giant white elephant, much larger than the one in the temple, seemingly on the brink of death, lying on the ground, gazing at me tenderly before speaking strange words to me."

"Those words reached my ears, my world began to spin wildly, and then there was silence. I found myself trapped in a deep tomb, next to me was the white skeleton of the white elephant, unaware of how much time had passed until a massive force lifted me, and I woke up."

Wang Renan slowly detailed his dream, that bizarre world, that huge sacred white elephant, that dark and deep tomb were all vivid in his mind, making it hard for him to believe it was just a dream.

Everyone listened intently to Wang Renan's narrative, not wanting to miss any detail. Once Wang Renan finished, everyone felt as if their horizons had been broadened, and the two youngsters' eyes sparkled with excitement at such an incredible experience.

Wang Renan's gaze was intense as he looked at Liu Qingyun. He hoped to glean some insights from the Immortal Master about what his dream could mean.

"The first scene you saw should be a memory from your ancestors in your bloodline. If I am not mistaken, your ancestor was a worshipper of the Holy Elephant. The scene you saw in the temple was likely the original ritual using a human as a key. What followed must have been the scene inside the tomb. Do you remember what the Holy Elephant said to you before it died?" Liu Qingyun asked softly.

Wang Renan thought for a moment, struggling to mimic the language he heard in his dream. Even though he remembered it clearly, the language was so different from what people speak now that he found it very difficult to articulate.

As Wang Renan struggled to utter those words from his dream, the virtual door in the sky emitted a loud boom, followed by a burst of golden light. The tightly shut door slowly opened, and a loud elephant call resounded.

"The door has opened!" Xiao Qi exclaimed to himself. Then, turning to look at Liu Qingyun, who was equally surprised, he said, "So that was the Spell to open the door."

Liu Qingyun nodded softly, his gaze fixed on the slowly opening door high above, feeling a powerful aura emanating from within. Despite dying countless ages ago, the presence of the Holy Elephant remained potent, hinting at its immense power from the past. Such a mighty being also perished in that great disaster of the past, a thought that was indeed startling.

"Brother, should we go in?" Xiao Qi asked, his face eager with excitement, barely able to contain his thrill about rushing in.

"Not so fast. The space is still unstable, and entering rashly now could easily sweep us into a temporal vortex," Liu Qingyun said carefully after examining the open door.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qi curbed his excitement, aware that his senior brother, who had cultivated the Dharma Eye, could see many things that ordinary people could not.

Meanwhile, inside the inn, Peach Blossom Maiden looked at Ghost Scholar in surprise and said, "It's strange, haven't you been eagerly waiting for the door to open? Why aren't you moving forward now?"

"With the space unstable like this, entering now is akin to suicide," Ghost Scholar said coldly.

The old beggar in the civilians' dwelling spoke the same, his eyes fixed on the door in the sky, hoping to discern some clues.

However, some could not wait. The moment they saw the door open, their first instinct was to rush towards it. Being the first inside could give them an advantage. Although some cultivators had left Treasure Elephant Country, there was still a significant number left, not to mention more kept arriving as news spread.

As the saying goes, a single stroke sets the whole body into motion. Seeing others make a move, some who were unaware of the situation followed suit. However, as they joyfully prepared to dash through the door, dark spatial cracks appeared around them, and powerful currents swept them into these fissures, some even being shredded into dust by the temporal flux on the spot.

This gruesome scene made the cultivators waiting to enter take a step back, none of them daring to move forward.

Some smart ones even threw a large rock towards the door, which quickly turned to dust in the temporal flux. Everyone hurriedly retreated, frowning.

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They realized that the only option was to wait for the space to stabilize before it was safe to enter the door. Otherwise, they would end up like those who had rushed in, torn into pieces by the fearsome temporal flux.

Thus, the area outside the door filled up with all sorts of people, each of them staring at the open door, yet not a single one daring to step forward.

Soon, some shrewd individuals saw an opportunity and began setting up stalls on the street, displaying various items from their collections, earning a little extra while waiting for the space to stabilize.

Others followed suit, and in a short amount of time, the place transformed into a market exclusively for cultivators.

This delighted the two youngsters, who happily dragged their senior brother around to look at everything, thoroughly enjoying themselves.