Chapter 19: The Void Source Space

“Amazingly powerful mental strength!”

At this moment, everyone was quietly marveling deep in their hearts.

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Gune understood what they were thinking.

“The door is right there; you just lack the—cheat—to discover it.”

Gune said softly to himself.

As the stone door opened,

what met their eyes was a curtain of blood-colored light and shadow flowing like a waterfall.

“This…”

“It is the Void Source Gate; behind it lies a special space.”

“It’s actually a Void Source Small Realm…”

Seeing the flowing curtain of blood-colored light and shadow, they were first stunned, then one by one their faces lit up with shock and joy as they began to discuss.

They even forgot the need to lower their voices in this perilous supernatural place.

A Void Source Land was akin to a “rabbit hole,” a “small secret realm space,” or a “small cave heaven.”

Such a “Void Source Land” was something only a great figure could possess and utilize.

In other words, this treasure land was the legacy of a great figure.

How could they not be excited?

Even Ai Li, whose mind was extremely steady, could not help but let joy show on his face at the sight.

But soon, the joy faded, replaced by deeper melancholy and worry.

Because he knew they might be the bait this time.

His gaze inadvertently swept across Gune’s face.

At that moment, Gune’s expression was as calm as an ancient well, revealing no ripple.

Seeing Gune so steady, he felt somewhat relieved.

After all, on several previous expeditions into the wilderness, it was Gune who, through his methods and formidable strength, turned danger into safety.

As long as Gune remained composed, the situation was still under control.

After pulling out the key and handing it to Ai Li, Gune did not rush in.

Instead, he spoke softly: “I wonder how many years this inner space has been sealed.”

“Let the air circulate first, so that when we enter, we won’t suffer from sealed gas poisoning.”

“At the same time, we need to rest and prepare, after all, behind this Void Source Gate lies the former habitat of a great figure.”

Everyone nodded; they all had this basic knowledge.

While the others rested, Gune quickly weighed the situation in his mind.

“Even now, they haven’t made a move; they’re still watching.”

“And judging by the danger information from my system, they most likely want us to go in… as cannon fodder.”

“That group is determined to have us.”

“They’re using us as cannon fodder and not even treating us as human!”

A flicker of killing intent stirred deep in Gune’s eyes, but his face remained as calm as a cold pool or ancient well, without a ripple.

“Unfortunately, they don’t know that we can enter and safely obtain the treasure.”

“On this point, I can completely turn the tables, lure them in, and then kill them.”

Combining the fact that the enemy had not moved and had been secretly observing, along with his own abilities, Gune rapidly constructed a series of follow-up plans in his mind.

…

About an hour later,

Gune, who had been sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and stood up.

The others, sensing Gune’s movement, looked over one after another.

“The air has circulated enough; it’s time for us to go in.”

His voice was not loud, but it was clear enough for everyone around to hear.

One by one, they rose.

All was ready.

Gune was the first to step into the curtain of light and shadow that resembled a blood waterfall.

A single step’s distance was already a world of difference.

Outside, there was only misty haze.

Once inside, it was pitch black and damp, with a faint smell of decay lingering in the air.

Even with the system, Gune was extremely cautious.

After all, the system's instructions told him that there was a treasure inside and how to obtain it.

But it did not tell him whether there might be a temporary puppet creature at the entrance.

Only when his feet touched the ground and his powerful soul perception quickly surveyed the surroundings did Gune slightly ease his inner tension.

The area was safe.

If there were any powerful supernatural creatures, or even supernatural puppet creatures,

they would have been blasted to smithereens in an instant by Gune's spell burst.

Now, Gune could already cast his spells instantly.

And when one can cast spells instantly, a spellcaster faces a problem: the single-second overlap of spells.

In short, it means how many spells can be cast in one second.

At this point, it involves the mobilization of source power, the soul's carrying capacity, and most importantly, the speed of soul thought.

Generally speaking, with unimpeded output, five spells per second is the level most spellcasters can achieve with instant casting.

As for Gune, thanks to the tempering from the damaged supernatural spell Ring Bombardment,

during his pure high-burst moments—that is, when standing still and mindlessly outputting—he could reach a terrifying twelve spells per second.

When in combat, while dodging and maneuvering, he could still achieve six to eight spells per second.

A spellcaster's combat with incantations and with instant spells are two completely different modes of battle.

The former is the combat mode for the vast majority of spellcasters.

The latter belongs to a very, very few spellcasters.

He lightly raised his hand.

Rocket Spell instantly coalesced.

A pure black arrow, about the length of an arm and as thick as a finger, appeared beside Gune.

At the same time, intense red flames burned hotly on the arrow's body, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

The rocket was formed, but Gune did not release it.

The burning rocket floated beside Gune like that.

If it were the four-syllable supernatural spell Ring Bombardment, Gune would find it difficult to hold it without releasing.

But for this two-syllable ordinary supernatural spell Rocket Spell, holding it without releasing was not much of a problem.

His eyes quickly swept over the surroundings. Gune was in a rather rugged tunnel, which clearly showed signs of artificial excavation.

This also proved that a powerful being had indeed lived here.

Then Gune reached out through the time curtain like a waterfall of blood, making a gesture of entering.

Immediately, Paul, Eli, and the others filed in one by one.

After entering, they all immediately noticed the one-meter-long rocket condensed about one and a half meters in front of Gune.

"He can already hold it without releasing!" Yulai exclaimed, though she managed to restrain herself.

Lansier and Hei Luo, who were with them, were so astonished they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Holding an ordinary spell without releasing was not something ordinary first-order supernaturals could do.

It was something only second-order or even third-order supernatural spellcasters with powerful mental strength could achieve.

And Gune was still just an apprentice spellcaster.

Once Gune became a true spellcaster, then...

A terrifying fellow.

Paul and Eli, though not spellcasters, also understood the powerful mental strength required for such holding without releasing.

Soon everyone composed themselves, though their eyes still occasionally flickered over Gune's floating rocket.

After sensing for a moment, Gune looked at Eli and nodded slightly.

Eli also breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Once inside, this Void Source Small Realm was isolated from the outside.

That feeling of being watched had disappeared.

"Everyone!" Eli spoke softly.

Everyone looked over, puzzled.

"This expedition is a trap, and we... unfortunately have fallen into it."

What?

The few of them were stunned and confused.