Chapter 1968
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Buried the Immortal Emperor!
Those words were too shocking for most of the cultivators present.
Even though Su Zimo had heard about the Emperor's Tomb from Tang Ziyi, he still felt an indescribable pressure when he entered this place.
It was an indescribable feeling. It was more like the majesty of an Immortal Emperor.
Even though the Immortal Emperor had died thousands of years ago, his majesty was still there!
Everyone was only in the Arcane Eon Realm. To them, entering the tomb of an Earth Immortal or Sky Immortal was a rare opportunity.
But the tomb of an Immortal Emperor …
Cultivators who could ascend to the Immortal Realm were not fools. They could tell that this tomb was not a good place!
Even if what Duke Yuanzuo said was true, there were unimaginable treasures and secret techniques inside, there would be unbearable dangers!
"Since we're here, I don't mind telling you that all of you are cursed. If you want to live, you have to find the jade talisman as soon as possible. I'll bring you back to the Duke's Mansion. His Highness will help you get rid of the curse."
The skinny old man said.
"How do we get back to the Duke's Mansion?"
Su Zimo suddenly asked.
When he entered the Emperor's Tomb, he found that there was no exit.
In the Duke's Mansion, they used the teleportation formation to break the tomb's barrier and enter this place.
But there was no teleportation formation in the Emperor's Tomb.
The fat old man snorted. "You don't have to ask. Once you find the jade talisman, we'll find a way to bring you back."
Tang Ziyi's voice rang in Su Zimo's mind. "Even Arcane Immortals can't stay in the Emperor's Tomb for more than a year. Otherwise, they won't be able to get rid of the curse no matter how powerful they are."
"Also, if you feel the earth shaking, it means that the Emperor's Tomb has left the Divine Cloud Continent and disappeared into the void again."
"At that time, you have to leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will drift in the dark void with the Emperor's Tomb and become a skeleton in this tomb."
The fat old man and the skinny old man led the group forward.
They did not dare to walk too fast. As they moved forward, they looked around.
Su Zimo looked up.
At the top of the sky, there were stars shining brightly. This place did not look like a tomb, but more like another world.
In the starry sky, there were many broken beams that were connected to each other. They were covered in green moss, and occasionally, there were thick stone pillars that soared into the sky and stood on the ground.
These beams and pillars were like ancient buildings from tens of thousands of years ago. They had been ravaged by the passage of time.
But at a glance, one could still feel incomparable shock!
Compared to these ancient buildings, everyone was so small that they were like specks of dust floating on top of them.
The surroundings were dead silent. There was no sign of life, nor was there any sound.
Everyone's footsteps resounded clearly in their ears as they walked through the ruins.
The group proceeded forward for half a day without encountering any obstacles or dangers. Some of the cultivators gradually relaxed.
"What is that?!"
Suddenly, someone pointed ahead and exclaimed in a low voice.
In front of them, there seemed to be a figure sitting cross-legged on the ground. His back was facing them, and his long hair was draped over his shoulders. He was wearing a golden robe that shone with a faint light.
"It should be a person, but I can't see through his cultivation."
Li Tian frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.
The skinny old man said with an indifferent expression, "Everyone, there's no need to be nervous. Almost all the cultivators that entered the Emperor's Tomb are Mystic Immortals."
Su Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly.
The golden-robed man before them should be a dead man!
"Fellow Daoist, who are you? Why are you blocking our path?"
A cultivator stared at the back view of the golden-robed man and asked loudly.
After a long time, the golden-robed man did not reply. Only the cultivator's own voice echoed in the world.
"This person might have been dead for a long time. By the looks of it, his cultivation was not weak when he was alive."
The fat old man muttered.
Everyone walked forward cautiously, not daring to get too close.
"There are words on the ground!"
Jian Yu cultivated the Sword Dao and his gaze was sharp as he stared at the ground in front of the golden-robed man.
Everyone hurriedly took a few steps forward and looked over.
"I am the Dark Wind King. My fiend cultivation technique is unprecedented and omnipotent. To think that I would be trapped in this Emperor's Tomb today. How tragic!"
"It's a pity that my cultivation technique can't be passed down. It's truly a loss for the Fiend Region and a great regret for the world!"
Although there were not many words in those two lines, their contents were extremely shocking!
Tang Ziyi had once told Su Zimo that there were more than 20 marquises who died in this Emperor's Tomb!
To think that they would encounter a King realm expert the moment they entered the Emperor's Tomb – it was a Fiend King of the Fiend Region!
Su Zimo could clearly sense that the breathing of many cultivators around him turned heavy and their gazes were burning.
Everyone's gazes landed on the storage bag on the waist of the Dark Wind King!
Apart from the inheritance of the Fiend King, how many other treasures would the storage bag of a marquis contain?!
It was clear that no one had touched the corpse of the Dark Wind King. In other words, anyone who could obtain the storage bag would be able to obtain the entire inheritance of a marquis!
Su Zimo did not act rashly.
He realized that the fat and thin old men had no intention of advancing at this moment, as though they were not interested in the storage bag of the Dark Wind King.
It was impossible for them to not be tempted by the inheritance and treasures of a Fiend King.
For the fat and thin old men to have such a reaction, there was definitely something strange about it!
Su Zimo looked at Tang Ziyi who was not far away.
Tang Ziyi's expression was also indifferent and she did not have any intention of advancing.
After a moment of silence, someone finally could not hold it in and asked tentatively, "Senior, this storage bag of the Dark Wind King …"
"His Highness said that he doesn't want any of the treasures and inheritances in this Emperor's Tomb. If you can obtain them, that's your ability."
The fat old man said with a smile.
Li Tian originally wanted to step forward, but his heart skipped a beat. He sensed a flash of mockery in the depths of the fat old man's eyes and stopped in his tracks.
He looked boorish, but he was very meticulous.
On the other side, Jian Yu did not make any movements either.
Two cultivators could not hold it in any longer the moment the fat old man finished speaking and directly went forward to grab the storage bag on the waist of the Dark Wind King!
The two of them had just arrived in front of the Dark Wind King and had yet to touch the storage bag when something strange happened!
The two lines of words on the ground suddenly burst out with a cold light. It was extremely sharp and directly strangled the two cultivators into a cloud of blood mist!
Everyone was shocked.
The whole process happened too quickly. In the blink of an eye, the two cultivators had already died and their bodies had disappeared. Not even their bones were left!
And this blood mist gradually floated down and seeped into the ground.
The blood stained the soil and gradually another line of blood-colored words appeared.
"If you want to inherit my Fiend Technique, then die with me! Hahahaha! "
Through this line of words, everyone seemed to be able to see the twisted and ferocious expression of the Dark Wind King before he died.
He did not want to leave behind any inheritance at all.
As a Fiend King of a generation, he was buried here. His heart was filled with endless resentment and only wanted to find more people to be buried with him!
Unfortunately, he did not expect that after so many years, the power of the methods he left behind would be greatly reduced. He only killed two Xuan Immortals and the cold light dissipated between heaven and earth.
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