"Whoosh!"
Xiao Chen appeared in the sky above the Ancient Desolate Land. He felt that the attacks on the formation had suddenly stopped.
The formation that Xiao Chen laid was still there. This startled Xiao Chen. It was not that someone was truly trying to break the formation. They just wanted to lure him over.
Who could it be?
However, Xiao Chen did not fear this. Right now, he believed that no one in the Sky Dome Realm was a match for him. Even major characters like the Three Holy Masters did not dare to send people to seek trouble for him after Xiao Chen snatched away three sets of peak-quality King Grade Battle Armor.
Xiao Chen only felt suspicious. Who exactly was the person who lured him over? Was he not afraid of death?
Xiao Chen extended his Spiritual Sense everywhere he looked, immediately covering the entire lake in the Ancient Desolate Land.
The cultivators on the various islands and lakes with different expressions could not escape Xiao Chen's eyes.
After scanning the entire lake and withdrawing his Spiritual Sense, Xiao Chen still could not find anyone suspicious.
Just as Xiao Chen's gaze shifted, he noticed a back view.
The owner of this back view sat at the edge of the Ancient Desolate Land with a sword on his back. As he looked at the lake in the Ancient Desolate Land, he entered a daze, his face filled with grief.
Just by looking at this back view, one could sense the sorrow and vicissitudes of life in his heart.
"It's him?"
Xiao Chen slowly descended and walked over step by step. With one look, he guessed who this back view was.
It was the Tianwu Dynasty's descendant, Chu Chaoyun!
Chu Chaoyun did not have any special aura; he looked ordinary. When the other cultivators passed by saw this appearance, they all felt confused. They all felt that they didn't know what was going on and found it hard to understand.
Why was Chu Chaoyun staring at the lake in a daze for no reason? Furthermore, he even put on a sorrowful expression. Who was he showing this to?
When Xiao Chen saw this scene, he suddenly thought of a saying: Those who know me know my worries; those who do not know me know what I seek!
Those who knew the ins and outs, like Xiao Chen, naturally knew. Chu Chaoyun was just reminiscing. Ten thousand years ago, this was the most bustling place in the Sky Dome Realm, the center of the entire world. Carriages and people came and went, and the banners of the Tianwu Dynasty filled the air.
However, ten thousand years later, the city was gone, and the capital was destroyed. All that could be seen was a vast lake. As a descendant of the dynasty, he would probably feel deeply moved every time he saw it.
However, outsiders did not know that those martial artists who passed by only saw a silly boy staring blankly at the lake.
When he saw Chu Chaoyun, he was certain that he was the one who had led him here.
As if he had eyes at the back of his head, Chu Chaoyun seemed to have sensed Xiao Chen's arrival. He suddenly got up and dashed forward.
Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he chased after him.
As the chase continued, they arrived at the Hidden Dragon Lake. Chu Chaoyun dove into the lake with a plop.
After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Chen evaluated his strength. Even if there was an ambush below, he would be able to escape if he executed Dharmic World and even kill his opponent.
Without any hesitation, Xiao Chen quickly followed after Chu Chaoyun and entered the Hidden Dragon Lake.
When Xiao Chen reached the bottom of the lake and passed through the invisible barrier, he saw Chu Chaoyun hovering in the air above the Tianwu Emperor's grave.
Aside from Chu Chaoyun, there was no one else in the surroundings. There was no ambush that Xiao Chen feared.
Xiao Chen walked over calmly and asked, "What do you want by luring me here? Chu Chaoyun, you can speak now, right?"
Before the Tianwu Emperor's grave, Chu Chaoyun turned around and looked at Xiao Chen. Then, he revealed a smile and said, "It's nothing. I just want to see how strong you are now."
Xiao Chen was now extremely calm. He asked indifferently, "In that case, are you really seeking death?"
Chu Chaoyun smiled and said, "Indeed. Aside from Emperor Wu, no one is a match for you. Even the most horrifying outstanding talents of the royal clans in the Deep Abyss Demonic World might not be a match for you.
"However, when judging a person, one should not just look at what is in front of them. More importantly, one has to look at the future. I am here to see if you have any hope of clearing your tribulation."
Xiao Chen said interestedly, "Many thanks for your concern. In that case, what do you think my chances are?"
Chu Chaoyun replied unhurriedly, "With your strength, I feel that you have a ten percent chance."
Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Ten percent? That is quite a high chance. Since ancient times, not even one in ten thousand people have cleared their Great Tribulation of wind and fire.
"I'm not done yet. If we consider external factors, your chances of clearing your tribulation would be one in ten thousand." Chu Chaoyun paused for a moment before continuing, "Perhaps you do not know yet, but the Thunder King's Ten Thousand Year Tribulation arrived early. Now, there is no news of him. His fate is unknown. No one knows any news of him."
"What?!"
"You heard right. Now, there is no news of the Thunder King. Many rumors say that he is already dead. The entire Kunlun Realm is in chaos."
When Xiao Chen heard that, he felt startled. No wonder the Three Holy Masters dared to come to the lower realm and send people to attack him.
It turned out that such a huge change had happened in the Kunlun Realm. As the undisputed king of the Kunlun Realm, the strongest expert, the Thunder King, such a huge situation actually happened to him.
There was no news of him, and his fate was unknown.
The Thunder King could be considered Xiao Chen's strongest backer. Back in the Kunlun Realm, the Thunder King's existence was a major reason why Xiao Chen had not been crushed to death by the major characters.
However, such a change was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Xiao Chen.
The difficulty of advancing to Martial Emperor suddenly increased explosively. The Great Tribulation of wind and fire already left him in a terrible state. The moment the Thunder King left, the balance of the external factors was broken. The external factors immediately became strange.
Chu Chaoyun smiled faintly and said, "Sorry for bringing you such bad news. However, this is good as well. It is much better than going to the Kunlun Realm and suddenly finding out. At the very least, you have a buffer."
Xiao Chen recovered his wits and asked coldly, "What's wrong? Should I thank you?"
Chu Chaoyun waved his hand and said, "There's no need for that. You don't have to look at me like that. There will definitely be a battle between us, but now is not the time."
These words again?!
Xiao Chen frowned and said, "I've heard enough of these words. What exactly is the grudge between us? Although I have always treated you as my opponent, I do not have much hatred for you. However, for so many years, you have been hiding things from me, telling me these words. What exactly do you mean? "
"There's no rush. Our goal is the same. We have not achieved our goal yet, so how can we tell you everything? Catch this."
Chu Chaoyun gently leaped up and casually broke the formation that Xiao Chen left. Then, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a formation flag, tossing it to Xiao Chen.
A formation that a Martial Sage laid could not pose a problem for Chu Chaoyun. Xiao Chen was not surprised. However, he had not expected the other party to break it so casually.
Xiao Chen caught the formation flag and saw that Chu Chaoyun seemed to want to destroy the Tianwu Emperor's grave. His expression changed slightly, and a murderous intent surged in his heart. "Stop!"
Chu Chaoyun gently drifted down and stood on the simple tombstone of the first-generation Tianwu Emperor. He smiled gently and said, "Why stop? Actually, you must be very curious about the first-generation Tianwu Emperor's grave, right? Today, I will let you see what is inside."
Before Xiao Chen could stop Chu Chaoyun, he saw Chu Chaoyun shatter the tombstone with one palm strike. The entire grave exploded, blasting the coffin out.
The lid of the coffin opened with a 'huang dang' sound. When Xiao Chen, who was preparing to make a move, saw the situation in the coffin, his face filled with shock and disbelief. With a face full of shock and disbelief, he stopped what he was doing.
Empty?
That's right. After the heavy coffin lid opened, there was nothing in the coffin.
It was completely clean, and there was nothing there.
Xiao Chen suspected that he saw wrong. This place had been determined to be the grave of the first-generation Tianwu Emperor for close to twenty thousand years.
However, there was indeed nothing in there. The old dragon guarding this place had solemnly instructed Xiao Chen not to let anyone open it.
There was nothing in there. What difference would it make if Xiao Chen did not open it?
Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at Chu Chaoyun. "You knew long ago that there was nothing in there?"
Chu Chaoyun smiled gently and said, "If there really was any inheritance, someone would have opened it long ago when the Tianwu Dynasty was destroyed to save the dynasty. Those major characters would have already come to take it away. How could it be left to us, two small fries? "
Xiao Chen did not dare to believe it. "However, that old dragon solemnly guarded this place for who knows how many years. If there is nothing in there, why would it need to guard this place?"
Chu Chaoyun's lips curled up as he kicked the coffin a few times. "It is not that there is nothing. I heard that this coffin was made by the first-generation Tianwu Emperor himself. It has a pretty good commemorative value. The old dragon was foolishly loyal. What it guarded was just a symbol. "
Chu Chaoyun's words were filled with disrespect for this first-generation Tianwu Emperor. He did not care about the first-generation Tianwu Emperor at all, treating him like an ancestor, not showing any respect at all.
Xiao Chen still found this inconceivable. This result surpassed his expectations.
Unexpectedly, there was nothing in the grave of the first-generation Tianwu Emperor. Xiao Chen's figure flashed and arrived at the blasted grave.
The grave palace was rather intact, filled with the style of the ancient Tianwu Dynasty. Xiao Chen carefully looked around. The construction of the grave palace was not complicated or spacious.
The walls of the average-sized grave palace were all solid. There were no secret passages or secret rooms.
There were some murals carved on the walls. When Xiao Chen touched them, he felt a sharp sword intent. Even after the destruction of the dynasty, more than twenty thousand years ago, the sword intent was still sharp.
If not for Xiao Chen's current strength and his cultivation of the Saber Dao reaching an unprecedented level, it would be hard to say that he would not be injured.
Aside from the sharpness, Xiao Chen could feel the casual nature of the sword intent's master in this sword intent. That was to say, these murals were casually left behind by the sword intent's master and did not hold any special meaning.
Xiao Chen withdrew his hand and carefully examined the murals. Due to the passage of time, the murals were already very blurry. Most of them were covered by dust.
However, based on the trajectory of the sword intent, Xiao Chen could feel that the sword intent's master carved these murals in one breath, using a sword.
Xiao Chen looked around and used his sharp senses to find the starting point of the murals.
After that, he stepped forward and closed his eyes. Then, he used his left hand to touch the starting point.
"Life Bestowal Spell!"
Xiao Chen formed hand seals with his right hand and extended his hand. The dust in the grave palace flickered with light. Under the control of Xiao Chen's Life Bestowal Spell, the dust gathered into a figure holding a sword.
Vaguely, Xiao Chen seemed to see the scene of the sword intent's master dancing with a sword twenty thousand years ago.
Xiao Chen followed the starting point of the murals and walked forward step by step. His right hand continuously formed hand seals.
"Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! "The figure formed by the dust danced with the sword, executing a Sword Technique. It was like this figure was reenacting the actions of the sword intent's master from twenty thousand years ago, dancing with the sword. The sword light was magnificent and elegant.
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