Yang Ye had an evolved brain region and was a peerless genius. He also knew the Round Turtle Transformation and was adept at predicting good and bad luck. Therefore, his considerations were far more profound than others. rane? n?
??? .? r? a? n?? As long as the people in danger were not his friends and family, nor were they innocent women and children, he would be very calm. Friends die, but not me. It had nothing to do with him, so he would stay aloof and resolutely draw a clear line with the Holy Mother's consciousness.
Therefore, Yang Ye did not have the slightest intention of interfering when Sima Yi and the donkey disciple wreaked havoc in the Yuan Mausoleum, trampled on the remains of the Sui and Tang emperors, and even massacred the Cao soldiers. He only cared about secretly reaping benefits. Even if the Fortune Hall hinted that if he got rid of Yang Jian's primordial spirit dao treasure, the three-pointed, double-edged sword, he would obtain unimaginable benefits. He also continued to hide until Diao Chan could no longer hold back and stepped in to save her master, Madam Venus. Only then did they break the stalemate.
However, Diao Chan did not know that the key reason Yang Ye chose to step in was not because of the beauty, but because he finally recognized that Yang Jian was the person who had imparted the Sorrow Blood Energy to him in his dream. Strictly speaking, he was Yang Ye's true master, and the key character who had brought him into the Fortune Space. No one knew better than Yang Ye that his master in his dream had infinite mystiques. Such a powerful character, even if it was just a trace of primordial spirit imprint or an abandoned weapon, would not be used by mere Sima Yi and Hussein.
There was only one truth: Yang Jian had ulterior motives. He knew that his student, Yang Ye, would be spying on him. Therefore, he used the Nine Transformations Origin Art and the Sorrow Blood Energy to his heart's content for Yang Ye to observe. In the end, he even personally taught Yang Ye moves to achieve the best effect. Yang Ye understood Yang Jian's intention and decisively showed himself, starting the most exciting battle of changes.
At this time, Yang Jian continued, "Of course, you didn't guess wrong. I came here specifically to find you. I borrowed the power of Hussein's special ability and Sima Yi's immortal technique to create this opportunity. Yang Ye, I have a piece of bad news for you. The Space of Creation is about to usher in an unprecedentedly dangerous disaster. The first place to bear the brunt of the disaster is the world of the three kingdoms. You must be prepared in advance. If you don't handle it properly, the destruction of this world is a small matter. Even the Dongsheng Divine Land and the Xihe Ox Continent of the Qing Wei Heaven will be difficult to protect … "
Yang Ye asked in shock, "Teacher, what calamity is this?"
Yang Jian said, "The Fortune Hall is limited by the rules of the Heavenly Way. You can only understand this, but not speak of it. You have to be careful of the War Gods from the North and South Districts. Pay attention to the situation in the Jing and Yang Prefectures. Perhaps you still have a chance to turn the tide." At this point, Yang Jian paused and sighed softly. "Actually, my original body died more than a hundred years ago. As of now, there was no storyline character like Yang Jian in the Creation Hall's three thousand worlds. Even the Investiture of the Gods and the Journey to the West were no exception. Back then, a strand of my Primordial Spirit accidentally drifted to Earth before it disappeared and created a master-disciple relationship with you. Now that you've also come to the Space of Creation, I can only entrust my last hope to you … "
Putting aside the matter of Yang Jian and Yang Ye's continued exchange of information, let's talk about the battlefield outside. Sima Yi had retreated, Hussein had disappeared, and the evil followers of the Donkey Emperor Sect and the remnants of Yuan Shu's army had all been wiped out. With their common enemy defeated, it was now Ling Kuang's turn to fight against Cao Cao's forces.
Ling Kuang didn't have many people on her side. Other than herself, only Ma Chao and Diao Chan could fight. However, they were all conserving their strength. Moreover, Diao Chan's embroidered ball contained the three thousand Plague Ghost Generals that she had just subdued. Especially the World Devouring Ghost, Thunderbolt Immortal, and He Er Immortal, these ghost generals had extremely ferocious battle strength. On Cao Cao's side, Martial Saint Yu He had disappeared into the endless void and there was no news of him for now. Sorrowful Flute, Lady Venus, Xu Chu, and the other main generals had just recovered from their heavy injuries and their stamina had been depleted. Under these circumstances, they didn't dare to think of killing them all.
As the representative of Cao Cao's army, Sorrowful Flute negotiated with Ling Kuang, "Miss Ling, although our families are enemies, it's not impossible for us to coexist. Now that the main culprit, Sima Yi, has escaped, this person is very cunning and is very familiar with the tomb's terrain. If he gets Emperor Guangwu's treasure first, the consequences will be unimaginable. "
If Ling Kuang was still the leader of the Abandoned Alliance, she might have listened to Sorrowful Flute's words. However, after interacting with Yang Ye for a long time, she had long left behind her unrealistic style and became a shrewd and practical team leader. She smiled sweetly. Her posture was graceful, and her appearance was extremely moving. However, her words were as cold as the cold current in the dead of winter.
"Mister Xuanyuan, are you joking? If you didn't personally help Cao Mende by burning down the Si Shui Pass' granary and using Qimen Dunjia to separate the two worlds to cut off the connection between Youzhou and Luoyang, I, as the Emperor's teacher, would have annihilated the rebel army. In today's situation, to the Emperor and Prime Minister Yang, only your Lord Cao Mende is a trusted enemy. The rest are insignificant. How can we give up the big fish and chase the small shrimps? "
As he spoke, Ma Chao pulled out the Winged Spear and glared at them fiercely. Diao Chan unfolded the embroidered ball and released three thousand Plague Generals and Ghost Soldiers. Qu Yi had personally trained the First Battalion, the Formation Breaker that Gao Shun had refined with his secret technique, and the Uruk-hai that Liu Huiniang had painstakingly cultivated. All of them surged out of the Gourd of Fortune and surrounded Cao Cao, Sorrowful Flute, and the others like wolves and tigers.
Seeing this, Cao Cao, Xun You, Xu Chu, and Xiahou Dun all paled. But at this moment, they were meat on the chopping block. It was easier said than done to counterattack.
Sorrowful Flute Xuanyuan Zheng and Lady Venus smiled at each other and said calmly, "Sima Yi's ambition is not small. If he succeeds in his scheme, the entire Central Plains will be plunged into the flames of war. The Han Dynasty will be difficult to protect. In the future, the world will belong to the aristocratic families. The people of all races will have to crawl under the feet of the Sima Family … As long as Miss Ling agrees to a temporary truce with us, we will work together to deal with Sima Yi and divide the Emperor's treasure in the tomb. I, Xuanyuan Zheng, am willing to promise on behalf of my Lord that when we return, we will undo the Two Worlds Division Formation and restore the passage between Luoyang and Youzhou. Also, our army will withdraw from the Alliance of Vassals. Within three years, we will automatically retreat if we encounter your army. "
Hearing this, Ling Kuang nodded slightly and waved her wrist. Ma Chao, Diao Chan, and the others all stopped. The army under their command also raised their weapons. Then, she turned her head and pointed at Cao Cao. "Cao Mende, will his words count?"
Cao Cao was the most outstanding hero of the Three Kingdoms. He did not doubt the people he doubted. He nodded without hesitation and said, "Mr. Xuanyuan's words are my words. Miss Ling, you don't have to worry. "
Just as Ling Kuang was hesitating and frowning, the Gourd of Fortune flashed with white light and turned into a human figure. It was Yang Ye. He said loudly, "Danyao, agree with them. Cao Mende is not a despicable person. The Chosen Saints of the Divine Land are all compatriots of the Eastern Region. Today, we will give them face and temporarily work together to hunt down Sima Yi. As for the royal treasure in the tomb, it should belong to the virtuous. We must not be greedy and offend the dragon skeleton of Emperor Guangwu. "
Seeing Yang Ye reappear, Sorrowful Flute guessed that he had dealt with Yang Jian's Primordial Spirit brand. He secretly gasped and felt terrified. He did not regret his new plan and quickly replied.
"Of course. We are all subjects of the Great Han Dynasty. How can we act like beasts without a ruler or father?"
Ling Kuang trusted Yang Ye very much. Seeing that his words were true, she did not express any objections. Just like this, the two sides reached a temporary agreement. To show their sincerity, Yang Ye's Primordial Spirit brand turned into the Diamond Chakram and the weapons of Cao Cao, Sorrowful Flute, Xu Chu, and the others were returned to them. As for the Sun Moon Universe Ring of the Great Tree General Feng Yi, it was given to Ling Kuang as a hidden weapon.
Then, they worked together to follow the direction of Sima Yi. They chased after him while carefully exploring the tomb.
Sorrowful Flute Xuanyuan Zheng was the top Chosen Saint in the Creation Space. Even the female Zhuge Liu Huiniang was far behind him in terms of attainment. Yang Ye asked him to lead the way and break the traps along the way. Thus, they were able to move forward without any obstructions. Soon, they reached the deepest part of the tomb and were about to reach the imperial mausoleum where Emperor Guang of Han rested.
Although the imperial mausoleum was simple, at the core, the majestic aura of the Emperor's Royal Family finally appeared. They saw a golden palace, jade stairs, and jade trees. It was tens of miles deep and was divided into five levels. Everything was carefully crafted by skilled craftsmen. Yang Ye's Emperor's Aura and Qilin Bloodline suddenly reacted. He felt unusually excited. There seemed to be something special in the underground palace that was calling out to him.
At this moment, Yang Ye's Creation Spiritual Body automatically activated the special effect. He calmed his mind and stopped the restlessness in his heart. When he turned his head to look, he saw a dragon's head above Cao Cao's head. The Emperor's Aura was extremely vigorous and heavy. Then, he could not help but push the door of the underground palace.
"Oh no, this place is weird. Something is wrong with Cao Cao." Yang Ye was suddenly awakened. He operated the Nine Revolutions Primordial Skill at lightning speed and transformed into the Angry Lion Transformation. He transformed into the form of the Ten Thousand Xing Tathagata. His whole body radiated boundless light. The hair all over his body fluttered for thousands of miles. His mouth was like a blood basin. He let out a thunderous lion roar. Millions of lions appeared around him. The roar shook ten thousand evils and directly crashed into Cao Cao's perception.
"Roar!" When Cao Cao heard this, it was as if he had received a blow to the head and was suddenly enlightened. He suddenly woke up from his illusion.
At the same time, everyone was shocked to find that the scenery under their feet, above their heads, and around them had changed drastically. The tombs and the palace had disappeared. What replaced them were independent, separated, and completely transparent four-dimensional cubic secret rooms. Yang Ye, Cao Cao, Sorrowful Flute, Ling Kui, and the others were locked in different rooms.
Xu Chu and Xiahou Dun did not know who was better. They each took out their weapons and swung their Octagonal Hammer and Hawkeye Golden Spear to smash the walls of the four-dimensional cubic secret rooms. The result was like cutting water with a knife. Their weapons went through the walls without any damage. Not long after, two Tiger Generals fell inexplicably. One was hit by a hammer and his ribs were broken and his organs were damaged. The other was pierced by a sharp weapon and a large bloody hole appeared in his chest.
"Extradimensional Killing Formation …" Yang Ye and Sorrowful Flute said the same name in unison. Then, they explained to their companions, "Be careful, everyone. This formation is the most powerful Qimen Dunjia technique. It is in accordance with the Space Law of the Twelve Sacred Paths. The mirror wall has the effect of reflecting the flowers, water, and moon, and thorns. If you act recklessly without knowing it, you will only hurt yourself."
At this moment, a burst of sparse applause sounded from the side. Then, it was followed by the sound of Sanskrit chanting. Flowers fell from the sky and suddenly, a magnificent Nine Grade Lotus Throne appeared. On the Lotus Throne sat a monk who was dressed in solemn attire but had a pair of shifty eyes. He had an extremely hazy and evil temperament. He was an old acquaintance. He was the peak God of War of the Southern District of India, the Eight-leaf Buddha Vikas who possessed the body of the Southern Barbarian King, Meng Qin, and had fought fiercely with Yang Ye and the others in Xingyang.
"Mr. Yang, I thought you were only skilled in martial arts and profound in magic power. I didn't expect you to be so proficient in Qimen Dunjia as well. In this case, today's battle will be more troublesome. We can only rely on our strength to speak."
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