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Once the key was in their hands, everyone's gaze turned towards Ye Tian's hand. Their eyes were filled with jealousy and envy.

However, Ye Tian calmly turned his gaze towards the main entrance of the Spiritual Arts Pavilion.

Because the door was not opened all year round, the top of the door was already stained with rust. Even the lock was rusted.

Ye Tian slowly moved towards the entrance of the gate, then slowly raised the key in his hand and inserted it into the key that was filled with copper rust.

Because of the rust, Ye Tian inserted the key in for a few times, and then, with Ye Tian's slow twist, a large piece of the lock fell to the ground.

The group of Zhou people had already surrounded him. They stared fixedly at the copper lock that was about to be opened, and some of them even extended their necks, wanting to see what kind of treasure was hidden in the Spiritual Arts Pavilion.

Following Ye Tian's twist, the lock also opened with a "Pa" sound.

"Remember, do not touch the Spiritual Arts at the top layer … "Remember, do not touch the Spiritual Arts at the top layer …"

Just as the "pa" sound rang out, Uncle Xuan's body suddenly trembled. He immediately turned around and looked at the Spiritual Arts Pavilion's entrance that was about to be opened with a somewhat fearful gaze. His mouth immediately trembled as he repeated this sentence.

Ye Tian turned his head to look at Uncle Xuan, but frowned with suspicion. He didn't know what Uncle Xuan's intentions were.

"Remember! Don't touch it! "Don't touch it!"

Just as Ye Tian had turned around and was about to open the door, Uncle Xuan's voice rang out even more excitedly.

And it was at this time that Ye Tian's gaze fell on Ye Yun, who was running over from afar, as well as his figure.

Soon after, Ye Tian waved his hand at them, revealing a smile on his face.

After that, without any hesitation, Ye Tian turned and pushed open the door.

"Remember! "Remember this!"

Uncle Xuan continued to repeat himself, but Ye Tian only frowned in confusion, thinking that perhaps, because of Uncle Xuan's age, he had such an action.

With that in mind, Ye Tian felt an ancient aura suddenly rushing towards him.

The aura flowed along Ye Tian's nose and entered his nose, causing him to uncontrollably feel an indescribably ancient aura.

At this moment, the group of youngsters behind Ye Tian naturally all moved closer. They all stretched out their necks, wanting to see everything clearly.

After Ye Tian sensed this aura, he muttered to himself for a short moment before he took out the key from the lock again. He held it in his hand and stepped into the Spiritual Arts Pavilion.

All these years, the Spiritual Arts Pavilion had been the most important forbidden grounds of the Ye's family. There would often be seal made from Spiritual Strength s that were condensed here, preventing the Spiritual Arts from being stolen.

And on the key, was the energy to break these seals. Thus, if a champion wanted to enter the Spiritual Arts Pavilion, they would have to take this key.

Speaking to this point, he couldn't help but mention the Ye Li from last year. It was precisely because he was in such a hurry to enter the Spiritual Arts Pavilion that he forgot to take the key and was violently pushed back by the energy seal in the end.

Although he still obtained the Spiritual Arts later on, Ye Li still had a lot of shadow over the Spiritual Arts Pavilion.

Holding the key in his hand, Ye Tian finally stepped into the Spiritual Arts Pavilion.

Just as his feet touched the ground, Ye Tian felt a cold wind blow past his ankles. This cold wind made Ye Tian's entire body shiver uncontrollably.

After that, Ye Tian looked around and found that the interior of the room was so large that it exceeded his imagination.

From the outside, the Spiritual Arts Pavilion looked majestic and magnificent, but when he was truly inside, Ye Tian realized what it meant by majestic and majestic!

There was nothing within a few dozen feet of him. There was only a gray ground.

On both sides of the empty area, there were rows of bookshelves that looked like wooden shelves. On top of the shelves, there were also scrolls that had been rolled up.

However, the entire room was filled with Yin wind and there were no lights at the sides, causing it to look somewhat dark and blurry.

Ye Tian was not afraid of the dark, but looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but recall the dark domain he had entered when he was immersed in training.

When he thought about that, Ye Tian immediately felt the cold wind beneath his feet grow even stronger, he immediately shook his head, and threw all these thoughts to the back of his mind, before slowly walking over to the shelves on both sides.

Behind Ye Tian, a group of youths stretched their necks in an attempt to catch a glimpse of the scene in the Spiritual Arts Pavilion. However, there was a careless person who was actually struck by the seal, causing his body to fly back several tens of feet!

That person's body flew past the two who had just arrived, Ye Qiao and Ye Yun. The two of them looked at each other in confusion, then moved their feet again.

That person fell onto the ground heavily, and was helped up by Ye Qiao and Ye Yun. He held his butt and cried in pain, and even shouted loudly with a terrified expression as he looked at the pitch black door of the Spiritual Arts Pavilion: "There's a god inside! There's a spirit! "

As he shouted, he clutched his butt and crawled back up before leaving the area in a flustered and desperate manner.

Seeing this, everyone quieted down, and at the same time, no one dared to put their head into the Spiritual Arts Pavilion anymore.

While he was moving, Ye Tian continuously surveyed his surroundings, and always had a strange feeling that there was a strange energy surrounding his body, as if it constantly controlled his own body, as well as the range in which he was moving.

Ye Tian sensed the strange energy as he walked towards the shelf. Not long after, he arrived next to the shelf.

Soon after, Ye Tian's gaze fell on the scrolls on the shelves.

The scrolls seemed to have been here for a long time, because there was a thick layer of dust on them.

Ye Tian blew gently and the dust was lifted by the wind. He waved his hand and dispersed the dust in front of his face. Then, his gaze landed on the scrolls once again.

"God Transforming Strike: Yellow Rank Low Rank Spiritual Arts."

"Howling Sky Palm: middle Huang Class Spiritual Arts."

Ye Tian's gaze swept across the Spiritual Arts s one after another, but he discovered that most of the Spiritual Arts here were of the lower Huang class, or perhaps middle Huang class.

The higher the grade, the greater the power, and the higher the limit of the cultivation level. Furthermore, there are three levels of strength for each grade, namely, low, middle, and high, so the most important point regarding the choice of Spiritual Arts is to look at the grade.

And after Ye Tian's gaze swept across it once, he realized that there wasn't the Spiritual Arts he wanted. After he slightly raised his gaze, he saw a scroll at the top most floor: "Fast Shadow: Low level Profound Rank Spiritual Arts!"