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Under the huge door, the general in black armor stared at Jian Wushuang with a strange look in his eyes.
After a long silence, the general in black armor spoke, "You are smart. However, even though you know that I am controlling the Dao soldier, what can you do?"
"Hehe, if you were still alive, even if you used a trace of consciousness to control the Dao soldier to block the door, I wouldn't be able to barge in. However, you have already passed away. What you left in the Ancient Emperor's Tomb is only a trace of consciousness. This trace of consciousness is very weak. It is extremely difficult for you to maintain it in the tomb, let alone use this trace of consciousness to control the Dao soldier to fight with me!"
"In other words, the longer you use the Dao soldier to fight with me, the more damage it will cause to your trace of consciousness. Hence, you didn't want to fight with me at the beginning. You only wanted to persuade me to leave. Am I right?" Jian Wushuang looked at the general in black armor with a smile.
The general in black armor covered his face and Jian Wushuang couldn't see the change in his expression.
However, Jian Wushuang noticed the strange look in the general's eyes.
"In such a situation, the only way for you to stop me is to kill me quickly. However, you just tried and you couldn't do it. Even if I can't defeat you, as long as I force you to fight with me, how long can your trace of consciousness last?" Jian Wushuang sneered.
The black-armored general rolled his eyes and looked at Jian Wushuang again. "You're right. I can't stop you with just a trace of my consciousness. If that's the case, come in."
Just as he finished speaking, the ancient door behind the general in black armor, which was covered with pictures of Exotic Beasts and secret runes, started to shake and slowly opened.
A wide passageway appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.
As for the general in black armor, he had already appeared at the side of the door. He closed his eyes and turned into a statue again.
Jian Wushuang smiled faintly as he looked at the wide open door in front of him. Then, he walked straight in.
Outside the Ancient Emperor's Tomb, countless Ancient God experts were staring at the entrance.
When they saw the huge gate open, they were all shocked.
"How is that possible?" King Chen Xing was in disbelief.
He was well aware of how terrifying the black-armored general was.
Back when he had fought with the black-armored general, the other party had only used a single spear strike to severely injure him and almost kill him.
He had no choice but to leave.
But now, Jian Wushuang actually managed to get past the black-armored general?
"He actually broke through the three obstacles left behind by Lord Father and entered the tomb?" King Chen Xing's face darkened, but then he snorted, "Even if you enter the tomb and meet my father, he may not approve of you!"
"Father was one of the top experts of the first era. How could it be easy to gain his approval?"
King Chen Xing still had this thought in his mind.
The huge and ancient tomb contained all kinds of strange places and even some tests.
However, these tests were prepared by the Ancient God Emperor for the weaker members of the Ancient God Clan who entered the tomb every million years. They were meaningless to Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang continued forward without meeting any obstacles along the way.
Not long after, he arrived at the deepest part of the tomb. There was a hazy figure sitting cross-legged there.
It was a muscular man who was over three meters tall, dressed in a golden robe.
He sat there cross-legged. The first impression he gave off was that he was fierce and domineering. Beneath this fierceness, there was an unparalleled majesty.
This majesty made it seem as if all living beings were beneath his feet. Countless experts were mere ants in his eyes.
The moment he saw this person, Jian Wushuang knew who he was.
"Jian Wushuang greets the Ancient God Emperor." Jian Wushuang bowed slightly with a hint of respect.
"Jian Wushuang?" The Ancient God Emperor glanced at Jian Wushuang. "You have some tricks up your sleeves. You are only an eight-star Ancient God. Even for human cultivators, you are only an Emperor God. However, your fighting power has already reached the level of a Second Stage Great Emperor. Even my nine Great War Spirits could not stop you."
"Such an incredible ability to surpass one's level makes me think of a person. He is called White Emperor. Have you heard of him?"
Jian Wushuang's expression changed.
The White Emperor was also from the first era. The Ancient God Emperor naturally knew of him.
"The White Emperor is now the leader of the Holy League. Of course I know of him. I am also an Inverse Cultivator like him." Jian Wushuang said.
"As expected." The Ancient God Emperor smiled coldly. He was not surprised. "The White Emperor was just like you. He was only an Emperor God. However, his fighting power was so strong that some weaker Second Stage Great Emperors could not even breathe. At that time, some people speculated that his cultivation technique was very special. From there, they found out about the existence of Inverse Cultivators. There were even a few Third Stage Great Emperors who were interested in his Inverse Cultivation technique and wanted to steal it."
"In the end, even though he only had the fighting power of a Peak Second Stage Great Emperor, a few Third Stage Great Emperors could not do anything to him."
"Later on, when he broke through to the Great Emperor Realm, no one could do anything to him."
"That kid's life-saving defensive ability is the same as yours."
Hearing the Ancient God Emperor's words, Jian Wushuang sighed inwardly.
He had heard some things about the White Emperor. In the first era, the White Emperor was considered a top figure and a super expert. However, compared to the likes of the Ancient God Emperor and Sword Emperor Dugu, he was still lacking. Moreover, the White Emperor was not as old as the Ancient God Emperor. It was normal for the Ancient God Emperor to call the White Emperor a "kid".
However, today, the White Emperor's fighting power was far beyond that of the first era.
According to the White Emperor, he was now at the pinnacle of Third Stage Great Emperor. He might even be between Fourth Stage Great Emperor and the Ancient God Emperor at his peak.
"I don't like that kid, the White Emperor. Similarly, I don't like you."
The Ancient God Emperor looked at Jian Wushuang sternly. "You also know that it is not easy for my consciousness to exist. Take the Ancient Emperor's Tomb for example. The reason why it only opens once every million years is because the items required to open it each time greatly deplete my consciousness. I need a million years to recover."
"And this time, you barged into the tomb and forced my consciousness to awaken. You have already offended me. If it weren't for the fact that I only have a sliver of consciousness left and don't have enough strength, I would have killed you!"
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