Tomb Raiding: A Divine Identity and a Long-Life Bloodline Tremble

The instant Chu Yang stepped into the ancient tomb’s secret realm, where time and space intertwined, a dazzling nine-colored rainbow light burst from his body.

The bronze mirror suddenly trembled, and seal-script characters appeared: You are the sole bloodline of the Torch Dragon in the eternal night. The Wang clan chief must kneel to welcome you and perform three prostrations and nine kowtows. Even the Queen Mother of the West’s azure luan carriage must have its bird carry a lantern to guide your way.

Liquid starlight flowed through the meridians in your body. Dragon-scale patterns flickered beneath your skin, ghostly blue arcs danced through your hair, and even your breath crystallized into fragments of starlight.

The Crimson Phoenix blood essence flaunted by those who claim to have attained immortality is no more than firefly light before you. The Ink Qilin arm that people fight over is not even a match for the chaotic aura curling around your fingertips.

As you walk between the colossal bronze gates, the earth’s ley lines automatically lay jade steps before you. The thousand-year-old Corpse King must remove his armor and crawl before you, while the "Heaven-bestowed object" that once shook the Three Realms now reveals primordial divine markings at your brow: the ultimate key, unseen even by the fallen King Mu of Zhou.