Chapter 446: The key is the black fog of the lantern?

Liang Yu was unaware of these things.

Therefore, Liang Yu looked at the door in front of him and thought of an absurd way to open it.

Although Liang Yu knew he was alone, his long-standing habit of caution still made him instinctively glance left and right.

After all, this matter felt a bit embarrassing to him, and he was currently wearing the Ultimate Emperor Armor. If someone saw him, they would probably laugh at him for the rest of his life.

His sharp gaze searched every corner, not letting go of any rustle, until he fully confirmed that there was nothing unusual around him, then slowly fixed his gaze on the tightly closed door in front of him.

Liang Yu took a deep breath, calmed his nervous and expectant mood, and with slightly trembling lips, loudly shouted the spell to open the door.

“Open, Sesame!”

The voice echoed in the empty surroundings, and soon an echo appeared.

However, after a moment, the door remained motionless.

Liang Yu was not surprised by this; he had only intended to try this method and had not held much hope.

Looking at the door again, Liang Yu gathered his emotions and once more shouted at the door.

“Princess, please open the door!!!”

However, after waiting for two or three minutes, the door still showed no reaction, giving Liang Yu no face at all.

Since that phrase was useless, Liang Yu tried another one.

“Young Master, please open the door!!!”

The result was the same, which made Liang Yu somewhat frantic. He refused to believe that this broken door was so difficult to open.

Liang Yu frowned, his gaze fixed on the mysterious door in front of him.

Based on his extensive experience with novels, a door exuding such a strange aura should have a guardian, a door spirit, so to speak.

This door god controlled the opening of the door.

The methods he had tried before seemed not to work; it seemed he had to find another way.

Liang Yu’s expression was solemn, the situation had been pushed to a desperate point.

At this moment, his mind was churning, unable to think of any other way to open the door. With a look of desperation in his eyes, he could only resort to his last move—the art of persuasion.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and looked at the door with a determined gaze.

He genuinely hadn’t expected that one day he would have to use the art of persuasion on a door.

Liang Yu stood before the tightly closed door, looking helpless yet persistent.

He took a deep breath and began to spout cynical platitudes at the door.

“Life is like this door; sometimes it seems closed, but perhaps in the next second, it will open for you. What you perceive as a dead end is actually a new beginning…”

His voice echoed in the empty surroundings, sentence after sentence, attempting to break the dullness and unknown brought by this door with his words.

Time passed by second by second. During the long twenty minutes, Liang Yu’s mouth was dry, and his throat began to ache.

His voice gradually became hoarse, but the door remained unresponsive.

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead; he raised a hand to wipe them away, but the irritation in his heart grew stronger.

Finally, Liang Yu couldn’t take it anymore.

He glared fiercely at the unmoving door in front of him, feeling as if his efforts were like punching cotton, powerless and frustrated.

At this moment, he began to doubt whether his approach was too absurd, talking so much to a door. He didn’t know if the person behind the door could hear him, and even if they could, whether they would be moved.

At this moment, Liang Yu was already mortified. His originally handsome face was twisted with anger, his eyes bloodshot, as if burning with raging flames.

He no longer cared about any rules or consequences, tightly gripping the glowing Aurora Sword in his hand, he swung it forward fiercely, the blade cutting through the air with a sharp whistle.

He moved like a ghost, each sword swing carrying immense power.

Streaks of fierce sword qi shot out, and wherever the sword wind reached, the surrounding leaves were shredded, falling like snowflakes.

Liang Yu roared as he wielded his sword, as if to vent all the pent-up frustration and anger in his heart.

His movements were broad and unreserved, completely in a desperate stance.

His sword moves were chaotic yet carried a reckless ferocity that made one dare not underestimate him.

The Aurora Sword continuously flickered and danced in his hand, as if transforming into an arc of light, enveloping his entire being, making the scene appear both frantic and eerie.

Finally, the long-closed door reacted, emitting a dull rumbling sound, as if the dust of a thousand years was slowly being awakened.

Seeing this, Liang Yu stopped his offensive. He was certain that the door’s unusual movement was not caused by his recent attacks.

After all, his previous efforts had been like a stone sinking into the sea, not stirring a single ripple.

At this moment, Liang Yu subconsciously looked at the ancient Bronze Lantern, emitting a black glow, that he was holding.

This lantern sealed the strange black mist, and his intuition told him that this lantern had an intricate connection with this mysterious place.

Could the door’s reaction just now be related to this lantern? A strong sense of curiosity and anticipation surged in Liang Yu’s heart.

Liang Yu’s expression was solemn as he steadily raised the Bronze Lantern with one hand. The lantern had an ancient design, with mysterious patterns etched on it, seemingly hiding endless secrets.

He slowly faced the tightly closed door in front of him, his gaze fixed on it, and finally made a decision.

As he slowly began to activate the Bronze Lantern in his hand.

In an instant, a strange black light illuminated from the lantern, twisting like a living entity, rapidly spreading with astonishing momentum.

The black light was incredibly overbearing; wherever it reached, the faint ambient light was instantly devoured.

The space, which had been slightly dim but still had a hint of light moments ago, was now rapidly consumed by this black light, becoming pitch black.

In the darkness, Liang Yu could clearly feel the mysterious aura emanating from behind the door growing stronger, as if some powerful presence was gazing at him through the door.

The black light continuously surged, seemingly engaged in some silent contest with the door.

Liang Yu frowned, increasing the force with which he activated the lantern. The black light intensified, crashing against the door like a surging tide.

With a dull thud, the door trembled slightly, as if its sturdy defense had shown a hint of loosening under the impact of the black light.

Indeed, his guess was correct; to open this door, he had to use the black mist sealed within the Bronze Lantern.

For the door, this black mist was like a key, or rather, an access signal to open the door.

At present, the door had only moved but had not opened, which meant the key was not fully in place.

Liang Yu was not in a hurry to open the door at this point; instead, he first checked his current state.