After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 610 - 574: The Banished Immortal and Dominant Qi, Born from a Curse (2 more updates)

Chapter 610: Chapter 574: The Banished Immortal and Dominant Qi, Born from a Curse (2 more updates)

The little creature was the first to go down, trying to pull open the big copper ring.

However, it was repelled by a mysterious force, flung to the top ten meters high, stuck there for a while before crashing down heavily.

It smoked from all of its orifices.

Chloe jumped down into the huge pit, several meters deep.

With one motion, she pulled the copper ring, which was even bigger than her, upwards.

The massive underground door was opened.

A swarm of black bats instantly poured out from within.

Chloe raised her eyebrows, although this place was sealed, there was another entrance elsewhere.

Without hesitation, she jumped in.

Saint Yellen was sitting on a soft chair in the Land of the Prophet, suddenly opened his eyes and vanished on the spot.

When he reappeared,

he was standing outside the Vatican.

Staring at the big institute, he furrowed his eyebrows.

Without much thought, he sneaked in following his sense of direction.

He appeared in the hidden book pavilion.

Unlike the library outside, this place was filled with powerful witchcraft curses from various centuries.

Upon entering, he immediately saw the large pit.

His expression changed.

He knew who had come in.

"Chloe."

He called her name and jumped in following whooshing behind her.

Falling for about a minute, seeing they were about to land into the pool below, he hurriedly dodged and stood firmly on the long steps in front of him.

He took a closer look and was stunned.

This was the place!

Saint Yellen hurriedly looked for Chloe.

Passing through several grand halls filled with wealth, Saint Yellen didn’t pay them any attention.

Until he heard voices from a certain direction, he quickly went there.

In a place illuminated by night pearls, he saw Chloe standing in front of a long stone platform, reading a book.

The book was nearly a meter wide.

Placed on the wide stone platform, and accompanied by the murals, it appeared as if she was a queen perusing scrolls in ancient times.

Saint Yellen stared blankly at this grand hall, which was different from others and twice as large.

The decorations around them included ancient Western European artifacts as well as Eastern treasures such as the night pearls. The most dazzling was the statue pool, now devoid of flowing water.

The statues inside were lifelike, all depicting Eastern figures.

Two or three of them looked very familiar.

Standing on the bright disk platform was a white-haired man whose temperament was unrivaled; elaborate patterns adorned the hairband on his forehead, together with his luxurious white hair, filled with the tribal sense of mystery. The feather on the right added an elegant and transcendent beauty.

Being just a sculpture, if this person were real, how extraordinary would his appearance be?

Moving downward, there was a lead-grey platform.

The woman’s attire was simple, at first glance, what caught the eye was her dominating and sharp aura. Her gaze and posture seemed to want to trample the world underfoot, disdainful of everything!

Before Saint Yellen could continue looking, Chloe suddenly closed the nearly one-meter-wide book.

It couldn’t actually be called a book.

Because the book was made of special wooden pieces, and the characters recorded on it were very ancient.

Even the most knowledgeable experts today wouldn’t be able to translate it.

But Chloe understood it all.

"Born from a curse, it’s very likely that the curse on him was placed by himself." Chloe muttered under her breath, her eyebrows furrowing even more.

If that’s the case, it would be very difficult to find a way to lift the curse.

She could only ask Len himself.

When he was just born, he knew nothing, and even now, asking him would yield no answers as to why he did what he did.

She didn’t remember this place having such an item, when did it come into existence?

Chloe turned towards the statue pool.

"Bang!"

The statue pool suddenly shattered.

Both Chloe and Saint Yellen’s expressions changed.

They retreated at the same time.

An underground spring gushed out and continued for dozens of seconds before slowly stopping.

Chloe Stephens looked coldly at Saint Yellen, "You did this."

"I didn’t do anything," Saint Yellen pointed to the little creature with a dark face. "What is that thing?"

The little creature that had just jumped into the statue pool was thrown out and crawled back in.

Listening to Saint Yellen’s words, it felt frustrated.

"I remember you, the first Pope, Saint Yellen; I was there when you took the throne."

The little creature’s tone was quite proud.

As if to say, you are all my juniors, respect me.

Suddenly.

Danger approached.

The little creature was so frightened that it jumped out.

But it couldn’t escape Chloe’s grasp. It was squeezed miserably, unable to breathe, its strange face twisted even uglier.

"Who let you in there?"

She hadn’t even seen the statues inside, and it had shattered them.

The little creature struggled.

It had no offensive power, but it lived long enough.

Ordinary people would be scared to death if they saw it.

Ancient martial artists and witches would only think of it as filth.

If it couldn’t speak, it would have been crushed long ago.

Chloe threw the creature away, coldly stood in front of the statue pool, staring at the shattered statues. They were all broken, and it was impossible to piece them back together.

"These are statues from your Herta Kingdom, when did they appear here?" Eastern statues that shouldn’t have appeared in Western Europe had appeared here, giving an eerie feeling.

Chloe coldly said, "Let’s get out of here first."

*

The two tacitly did not touch the wealth inside, returned outside, and closed the underground door.

Chloe filled the hole back up.

Her eyes were still heavy, staring at the casually filled hole.

"What are you looking for?"

"I don’t know."

Saint Yellen: "..."

Chloe raised her icy eyes, staring at him, "I thought you wouldn’t dare to show up again."

Saint Yellen’s face twisted for a moment, "I thought you would kill me."

"If you want to die, I can oblige."

"..."

"I’ll fix this place for you, don’t worry!" The little creature suddenly volunteered.

Chloe ignored it.

Whether or not it should be repaired was its business, and she wasn’t worried about what was inside being seen by others.

The bronze ring door alone couldn’t be opened by witchcraft.

Unless there was a witch stronger than Saint Yellen.

*

Upon leaving the Vatican.

Chloe ignored Saint Yellen, who was standing in the darkness, and returned to the hotel first.

Entering the hotel through the window, she saw Len Hawthorne sitting in a European-style chair, legs crossed, reading a book.

He looked up, his deep eyes filled with a soft smile, "I was thinking that if you didn’t come back in another ten minutes, I’d have to search all of Country Y and the Land of the Prophet for you."

Chloe was staring at Len with a complicated gaze at this moment.

Len raised an eyebrow, put down the book, and walked to her, "What’s wrong? Looking at your elder brother like this? Do you think elder brother is exceptionally handsome tonight?"

"..."

"Tell me, what did you gain by going out?"

"I ran into your confidante."

Len Hawthorne: "..."

"She used you as a bargaining chip, you’re quite valuable to her."

Len Hawthorne’s mouth twitched slightly, "Should I be happy?"

Chloe glanced at him, "I’m planning on selling you."

"Little Chloe," Len couldn’t help but chuckle as he pulled her into his arms and looked down at the girl who was forced to stay in his embrace. His dangerous black pupils narrowed and said seductively, "If you dare to sell elder brother, elder brother will have to retaliate against Little Chloe."

Len Hawthorne stared at her flushed ears with dark eyes, desperately resisting the urge to take a bite.