With godlike talent from the start, how did he become invincible?

Chapter 540 Ancient Battlefield Ruins: The Sealed Gate

Lin Tian nodded and continued walking forward.

At the end of the passage was a huge stone gate.

The stone gate is ten meters high and five meters wide, with the two door panels fitting together perfectly.

A huge relief is carved on the facade—a human knight in armor, kneeling on one knee, his hands resting on a giant sword.

Behind him were the shadows of countless soldiers, densely packed, as if the entire army was behind him.

The knight's face was covered by his helmet, so his expression was not visible.

But his posture was somber—not a triumphant return after victory, but a steadfast commitment after defeat.

There is a stone statue on each side of the stone gate.

On the left is a stone lion, and on the right is a stone eagle. The carving of the stone statues is much rougher than that of the reliefs, but the imposing presence is still there—the lion's majesty and the eagle's sharpness have been solidified in the stone's texture for thousands of years.

Lin Tian stood in front of the stone gate, looking up at the relief sculpture.

A system notification sounded in my ear.

[Discovery: Ancient Battlefield Ruins - Sealed Gate]

[Residual seal energy detected. Current seal strength: 9.7%.]

[WARNING: The seal is breaking. Once the seal is completely broken, the unknown entity behind the door may awaken.]

Lin Tian stared at the "9.7%" and remained silent for a few seconds.

Celia floated to his side, also looking at the number. Her brow furrowed slightly, and her tail swayed uneasily beneath her black robe.

"The seal is about to give way," she said.

Lin Tian nodded.

He raised his hand and placed his palm on the stone door.

The stone gate was icy cold, like touching a piece of ancient ice.

But beneath the cool touch, something was pulsating—beat after beat, like a heartbeat.

It was slow, but powerful.

Lin Tian sensed the source of that pulsation.

Behind the door.

A very, very deep place.

That power was so immense that his senses couldn't grasp its full extent.

But it was quiet, as if it were asleep. The suppression of the seal prevented it from waking up, and it could only maintain a minimal existence with this slow pulsation.

"Shall we go in?" Celia asked.

Lin Tian withdrew his hand and looked at the relief on the stone gate.

The knight kneeling on one knee, the greatsword resting on the ground, the countless shadows of soldiers—

"Go in," he said.

He reached out and pushed the door open.

The stone gate remained completely still.

It's not that I lack strength—it's that the seal is at work.

The sealed energy locked the stone door, preventing anyone from entering, and also preventing anything behind the door from coming out.

Lin Tian took a step back and raised his right hand.

Shinra Tensei

A terrifying repulsive force erupted from his palm and slammed directly into the stone door.

"boom--!!!"

The entire stone door shook violently, and several cracks appeared on its surface.

The sealed energy was forcibly torn open, and grayish-white mist poured out from the crack, carrying a stale smell.

Lin Tian did not stop.

The second attack: Shinra Tensei.

"boom--!!!"

The cracks on the stone gate increased and spread outwards like a spider web.

The sealing energy was resisting fiercely, but the remaining energy was no match for Lin Tian.

The third shot.

"boom--!!!"

The stone gate was blown open.

Gravel flew everywhere, and dust rose, obscuring the view behind the door.

Lin Tian stood still, waiting for the dust to settle.

Behind the door was a staircase leading downwards.

The steps are wide enough for ten people to walk side by side.

Each step was very high, about half a meter high—this was not a staircase designed for humans, but for a larger race.

On the walls on both sides of the steps, there is an extinguished brazier every ten meters.

The brazier has an ancient design, is cast in bronze, and is covered with verdigris.

Lin Tian stepped inside.

The foot landed on the first step with a dull thud.

The instant he landed—

The braziers on both sides of the steps lit up at the same time.

It's not flame, it's firefly light.

A pale blue glow rose from the bottom of the brazier, filling it like water before overflowing and spreading forward along the grooves in the wall.

The fireflies flowed like a glowing river on the wall, illuminating the entire downward passage.

Lin Tian looked at the river of light, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"They're quite particular."

He continued walking down.

The steps were very long. He walked for about five minutes and still hadn't reached the end.

Each step was very high, making it more strenuous to walk than ordinary steps, but his pace did not slow down.

Celia floated beside him, while Little White perched on his shoulder.

Fireflies flowed before them, illuminating the path ahead.

We walked for another three minutes.

The steps have finally come to an end.

Before me lay a vast space.

Lin Tian stood at the end of the steps, looking at the scene before him, his pupils slightly contracting.

This is an underground plaza.

No, it wasn't a square—it was a battlefield.

The square is circular, with a diameter of at least 500 meters.

The dome is immeasurably high, hidden in the darkness, as endless as the sky.

The square was paved with huge stone slabs, each ten meters square.

The stone slab was covered with traces of battle—knife marks, sword marks, claw marks, burn marks from explosions, and pits left by some kind of corrosive liquid.

Bones were scattered everywhere.

Humans, dwarves, elves, and countless other races whose names I do not know.

Some of the skeletons were intact, some were broken, some were scattered on the ground, and some were piled up into small hills.

Weapons and equipment were scattered sparsely on the ground between the skeletons.

Longswords, battle axes, staves, shields, armor—most of them were rusted beyond recognition, leaving only blurry outlines.

In the very center of the square stands a high platform.

The platform is square, with each side about fifty meters wide and about ten meters high.

There are steps on all four sides that lead up; the steps are wide and each step is very high.

In the center of the high platform, a sword stands upright.

The sword was stuck in the ground, with only half of the blade and hilt visible.

The hilt has an ancient design, the guard is two outstretched wings, and the pommel is a round gemstone—the gemstone has faded and its color is almost unrecognizable.

The exposed part of the sword was covered with cracks.

Even so, the sword still exuded a chilling aura.

It wasn't murderous intent.

It was tragic.

Lin Tian stared at the sword and remained silent for a long time.

Celia floated to his side, her gaze falling on the sword. Her eyes narrowed slightly, as if trying to discern something.

"That is..."

She didn't finish speaking.

Because something moved around the platform.

The bones scattered on the ground began to tremble.

The joints collided, making a "crackling" sound.

First, a few finger bones moved, then the whole hand, and then the whole arm.

A skeleton stood up.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth...

In the square, thousands of skeletons stood up at the same time.

A ghostly blue flame ignited in their empty eye sockets.

Those flames were exactly the same as the fireflies in the braziers on both sides of the steps.

A system notification sounded in Lin Tian's ears.