Chapter 1641: Who Are You?
Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Millman97
Hula!
Right after those words were spoken, a jade token flew forth from Jiang Fangyou's palm. It floated out of the window of the treasure vault, and the next moment, the surroundings seemed to suddenly come to life. An overwhelming aura suddenly shrouded the entire area.
With Jiang Fangyou's eye of discernment, he could tell that the treasures had not been taken too long ago. With a swift calculation, he deduced that it was likely that the thief had not managed to escape from the treasure vault yet.
As long as he sealed the area with the formation and combed the entire treasure vault carefully, he would surely be able to weed that darned thief out!
After sealing the area, the two of them moved on to the third floor. Seeing that the third floor had been emptied as well, Jiang Fangyou's eyebrows twitched in trepidation. His chest felt so stifled that it seemed as if it would blow up very soon.
This was the fortune that the Jiang Clan had accumulated with difficulty over the past tens of thousands of years! To dare steal their entire wealth...
Wait till I catch you! I swear that I'll shred you into pieces!
...
Exhaling a mouthful of turbid gas, Zhang Xuan stood up.
It's done!
Wrapping his body with his soul energy, he walked to the stone platform at the center.
As expected, the pressure from before had lowered to a level that he could endure.
He took a few steps forward and grabbed the seal floating atop the stone platform.
Hula!
To his surprise, his hand slipped right past the seal, leaving him to grab at thin air.
"What? Does this mean that... the seal is fake?" Zhang Xuan was taken aback.
Due to the immense pressure emanated by the seal, he thought that it was an artifact that was at least on par with Ancient Sage Zi Yu's inkstone. Yet, he was not able to touch it at all.
Could this be an illusion?
If only he had known that this would happen, he never would have wasted his effort cultivating the Soul Quintessence...
That was ten breaths that he had wasted there!
Just as Zhang Xuan was about to leave the room in disappointment, a thought flashed across his mind. Wait a moment, this artifact is called the Seal of Souls, right? Could it be that... it can only be grasped by a soul?
He was certain that he had felt the pressure from the seal on his soul; there was no way to fake that... Since the pressure was real, it did not make much sense for the artifact to be a mere illusion. Yet, he was still unable to grasp it with his hands.
Since that was the case, could it be that the seal was simply intangible in form, reminiscent of a soul? If that was the case, he would only be able to grasp it with his Primordial Spirit.
Thus, Zhang Xuan took a seat on the floor and drew his Primordial Spirit out from his glabella. With a sweep of his hand, he felt a cooling sensation rippling across his Primordial Spirit as he grabbed something tangible.
He immediately knew that his deduction was right, and his eyes lit up in excitement. He quickly closed his grip on the item and attempted to pull it out.
