Chapter Fifty-Six: Successfully Entered

Fortunately, the elephant clan guard only swept his divine sense roughly around the area and did not notice Chen Yi right under his nose. It seemed the Concealment Talisman was indeed powerful, able to evade even the scrutiny of a Golden Core-level cultivator's divine sense.

Seeing the guard return to his statue-like state, Chen Yi dared to slowly move his body, heading deeper into the gorge. Although he knew the Concealment Talisman could fool the Golden Core-level guards, when passing right beside one, he held his breath and edged forward inch by inch.

When Chen Yi finally stepped into the gorge, he breathed a sigh of relief. The experience was exhilarating; he never imagined he would someday slip past a Golden Core cultivator undetected. He took several deep breaths to calm his nerves. Though he had safely entered Elephant Gorge, to reach the Elephant Tomb and secure an ivory tusk, even greater dangers awaited.

Inside the gorge, Chen Yi recalled the plan he had discussed with Fu Aoxuan and the others: after he successfully entered the gorge, Fu Aoxuan, Yu Ming, and Wang Haochen would create a commotion outside to draw the attention of the elephant clan, making it easier for Chen Yi to approach the tomb.

As Chen Yi pondered the plan, a sudden thunderous noise erupted outside the gorge, accompanied by waves of magical energy. Seeing this, the elephant clan members dispatched a third of their guards—more than ten Golden Core-level warriors—who soared toward the source of the disturbance.

Chen Yi quickly hid in a shadowy corner of the gorge. The terrifying aura radiated by the airborne guards sent the beast demons, who had been leisurely flying through the sky, fleeing in panic.

Thankfully, the Concealment Talisman proved effective. The Golden Core-level guards swept over the gorge swiftly, never noticing Chen Yi’s presence. Now that the plan was working and chaos reigned, Chen Yi seized the opportunity, employing his movement technique to race toward the Elephant Tomb.

The elephant clan within the gorge, distracted by the commotion outside, paid little attention to their surroundings, allowing Chen Yi to reach the tomb without incident. However, many guards stood before the tomb, their power far surpassing those outside the gorge—they were clearly the elite of the clan.

These guards’ cultivation was at the peak of the Golden Core stage, making Chen Yi nervous. He worried that the Concealment Talisman might not fool such formidable guards, especially as they were meticulously scanning the tomb’s surroundings with their divine sense to secure its safety.

Luckily, Chen Yi was still a fair distance from the tomb, outside their divine sense range. He grew anxious; if he couldn’t enter the tomb and obtain an ivory tusk, he wouldn’t be able to leave the gorge in time and would surely be torn apart by the responding guards.

To steady himself, Chen Yi silently recited passages from the Dao De Jing. He knew that the more urgent the situation, the calmer he needed to be, and the Dao De Jing was uniquely suited to soothe his mind. As he chanted, he felt his agitation gradually settle, and in his calmness, he noticed something remarkable.

The Concealment Talisman seemed to have grown stronger—so much so that even Chen Yi felt his own presence fading, as though existing in another dimension. This puzzled him greatly; he couldn’t understand why the talisman’s power had suddenly increased.

Carefully examining the talisman at his waist for anomalies, Chen Yi realized that the Dao De Jing’s spiritual power, generated during his recitation, had infused not into the azure glow of his spiritual sea, but into the Concealment Talisman itself, thus enhancing its effect. This revelation astounded him; the Dao De Jing was indeed powerful, mysterious, and wondrous.

Knowing that the Dao De Jing could strengthen the talisman, Chen Yi’s excitement soared. At last, he could slip past the guards’ divine sense to enter the tomb undetected.

He quickly channeled the Dao De Jing’s spiritual power into the talisman, hoping to further amplify its concealment ability. Previously, Chen Yi had not been able to control this spiritual power, but now, as it naturally merged with the talisman, he found he could direct it at will.

Still, for safety, he advanced slowly through the shadowed parts of the gorge toward the tomb’s entrance. As he entered the guards’ divine sense range, he paused, fearing the talisman might not suffice against their peak Golden Core scrutiny.

Fortunately, the talisman held strong; the guards remained oblivious, standing as motionless as before at the tomb’s entrance.

Chen Yi crept past the guards and entered the Elephant Tomb. Making his way through its dim corridors, he worried the clan might have laid traps inside, but he found no arrays as he moved through.

Emerging from the corridor, he found himself in a vast chamber, surrounded by colossal skeletons of the elephant clan. Among the bones, ivory tusks gleamed. Only then did Chen Yi relax; prior to entering, he hadn’t known whether there would be any ivory within and feared a wasted journey.

But here, the tusks were plentiful. Chen Yi approached a skeleton, bent down, and picked up an ivory tusk, as large as an adult’s arm and white as jade. Judging from the size of the skeleton, its owner had likely possessed Golden Core cultivation.

With four tusks from Foundation Establishment-level elephants, Chen Yi and his companions could complete their mission and each earn five hundred contribution points. This Golden Core tusk alone could be exchanged for at least a thousand points, and by his estimation of the chamber’s contents, they could earn over ten thousand points in the mission hall.

Yet Chen Yi’s journey to Elephant Gorge was not solely for the mission—he also sought the Elephant Blood Fruit.