The vast snowy region only spanned a few hundred thousand kilometers at the very most.
Sovereign Emperors could traverse such a distance in a few breaths. If they sent out their Soul Energy, they could see every movement in the entire snowy region.
However, this was the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb, a world that had not changed since the Ancient Immemorial Era.
The Great Desolate Eon's aura had never appeared before everyone so clearly before.
Even Xiao Chen's Divine Skill, the Heavenly Eye, was limited to fifty thousand kilometers.
This showed how horrifying the pressure from the Great Desolate Eon was.
Fortunately, for some reason, Xiao Chen's Ten Thousand Dragons Art was exceptionally active in this place. Without needing to think about it, it circulated freely, greedily absorbing the Great Desolate Eon aura in the air.
It vaguely showed signs of breaking through the second shackle at any moment.
"This place is a treasure land for cultivators with Great Desolate Eon bloodlines."
Xiao Chen entered deep thought, muttering to himself. This went without saying for Xiao Chen, who possessed the Ten Thousand Dragons Art.
However, the pressure still existed, making it somewhat inconvenient for his Movement Technique.
"Traveling like this still drains a lot of energy."
Xiao Chen sighed as snow drifted over him. This place was too cold, making it hard to melt the accumulated snow. The coldness contained in the snow could be considered cold poison.
This was not too harmful to a Sovereign Emperor's body. However, it took a lot of effort to disperse it.
Coupled with the consumption of divine essence while sprinting, it somewhat made people feel restrained and restrained.
"Boom!"
A red light flashed as Xiao Chen summoned out the Demon Blood Vulture.
Now, the Demon Blood Vulture's bloodline had reverted to its ancestor's, showing some signs of a Blood Phoenix.
"How much of your strength can you bring out in this Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb?"
"Eighty percent."
As a mutated beast with a Great Desolate Eon ferocious beast bloodline, the Demon Blood Vulture could adapt much better than human cultivators.
"That's enough."
Xiao Chen gently pushed off with his feet and sat on the Demon Blood Vulture's back, using it as a form of transportation as he flew through the snowy region.
The Demon Blood Vulture flew close to the ground, not daring to fly too high.
Firstly, there was the spatial pressure. Secondly, it would be easy to become a target if it flew too high.
All of the ferocious beasts here possessed Dragon Essence. If they were noticed, their eyes would light up and they would immediately want to kill them and steal their Dragon Essence.
"Help me find the inheritance. If you find anything suspicious, remember to remind me."
Snow swirled in the air, blanketing the sky and the ground in whiteness. It would not be easy to find the inheritance left behind by the Yan Emperor, who was skilled in ice and snow.
Fortunately, with the Demon Blood Vulture's help, Xiao Chen felt relaxed. He closed his eyes and cultivated on the Demon Blood Vulture's back.
Although he was multitasking, it did not delay his search for the inheritance.
At the same time, the other princes gradually entered the Yan Huang Ancient Forest.
However, the places they appeared in were all different. They could appear in an ancient pine forest, a wild plain, or a rocky desert.
In the middle of a yellow desert, a sandstorm was blowing wildly.
After the First Prince Wang Fei landed, he frowned slightly. Without saying anything, he directly drew his Yan Imperial Sword.
In the next moment, the Yan Imperial Sword gave off a bright light, and dragon images circled it.
Sou sou sou!
The mysterious black-clad man with the left eye, the imperial ancestral temple's trump card, the 6-Vein Sovereign Emperor Zuo Yu, the Black Lotus Holy Son, and the Azure Lotus Holy Daughter appeared one after another.
The other guests chose to act alone, searching for the inheritance or hunting ferocious beasts.
The Black Lotus Holy Son said softly, "This is just the first round. Your Highness, there is no need to waste your Dragon Luck to summon us."
Wang Fei replied indifferently, "Naturally, I am confident of clearing the first round. However, I sent you here for another reason. I know of a Superior Grade inheritance of the previous Yan Emperor. I called you here to ensure that nothing goes wrong. "
Originally, the inheritances left by the previous Yan Emperors were not graded.
However, there were strong and weak Yan Emperors. The inheritances they left varied in value and value. Gradually, the later generations added a grade to the inheritances, using this to distinguish the quality and rarity of the inheritances.
The imperial ancestral temple had a better understanding of the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb and could provide the First Prince with more information.
A Superior Grade inheritance was considered an extremely incredible inheritance. Naturally, Wang Fei would be interested.
"Oh … so, that's it. In that case, you can accompany Brother Wang. I will not interfere in this excitement."
Even though this person wore a half-mask on his left face, revealing his eye, the First Prince could still make out a bored expression on his face.
Without waiting for Wang Fei to answer, the masked man left without saying goodbye.
"How dare you!"
Zuo Yu frowned slightly. In his opinion, the First Prince deserved death for such disrespect.
The Black Lotus Holy Son, Ming Xuan, said softly, "Your Highness, please calm down. Lord Xi has always been like this. What exactly is the inheritance that the First Prince is so interested in? Miss Qing and I will definitely do our best to help."
Yang Qing smiled sweetly, looking like a cool breeze. Then, she looked at Wang Fei and said, "Your Highness, please lead the way."
Wang Fei smiled coldly in his heart, but he did not show it. He smiled and said, "Commander Zuo, let's go. There is no need to make a fuss over nothing. Lord Xi is an honored guest that I invited. Naturally, an honored guest cannot be treated like an ordinary person. "
The many princes' guests started moving around the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb's periphery.
In an ancient pine forest, the Fourth Prince Wang Yun drew his Yan Imperial Sword and gathered a few important guests to his side.
One of them wore a hood and wrapped himself up tightly. This was the Hidden Spirit Temple's Yuan Zhen.
Wang Yun looked at Yuan Zhen and asked respectfully, "Mister Yuan, what should we do?"
"The other princes should be focusing on searching for inheritances. However, Fourth Prince, your accumulations and strength are rather weak. You should not fight with others. If you suffer losses, the gains will not make up for the losses. Just obediently hunt ferocious beasts and collect Dragon Essence. We can talk about this after this round. "
A hoarse voice came from the hood, making people feel a little uncomfortable.
The other guests felt somewhat upset. What was the point of coming to the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb if not to search for inheritances?
The Fourth Prince Wang Yun already made up his mind about Yuan Zhen's words. After some thought, he said, "Let's do as Mister Yuan says. Everyone, hunt ferocious beasts and collect Dragon Essence. I will definitely reward you generously after this. Furthermore, hunting ferocious beasts does not mean that you will not run into any treasures. Everything is possible in the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb. "
After Wang Yun said that, the other guests' resentment subsided slightly.
Yuan Zhen kept a low profile in this round, not showing any intention of exposing himself.
"Good! Heaven is really helping me! "
The White Marsh Beast Empire's Bai Yunfei, who was on the Thirteenth Prince's side, appeared extremely excited. After some thought, he said, "This place is simply the best for cultivators with Great Desolate Eon bloodlines like us."
Wang Yi revealed a smile. He was somewhat surprised as well. The Great Desolate Eon aura of the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb was even more horrifying than the legends made it out to be.
Aside from the two Royal Court experts, the rest of Wang Yi's eighteen guests were Sovereign Emperors from the Bushin Palace.
"Senior Sikong, what should we do in this round?"
Sikong Shu, who was dressed like a fisherman in a straw raincoat, appeared exceptionally calm. After some thought, he said, "We will split into three groups. We have the greatest advantage in the first round. We will take as many inheritances as we can. There is no need to waste inheritances. If we can raise our strength, we will refine them on the spot and not delay. After some time, most of them will adapt to the spatial pressure here. The advantage of their bloodlines will not remain much.
"Hence, we have to use our advantage in the first month to gain an even greater advantage!"
Wang Yi's eyes lit up. He smiled and said, "With Senior around, it is like having a treasure. Alright, we will follow Senior's instructions. We will split into three groups in this round. We will take as many inheritances as we can. "
Everyone knew that unless one hunted extremely horrifying ferocious beasts, it would be hard to collect enough Dragon Essence. Even if one hunted strong ferocious beasts, it would be a thankless task.
Clearly, searching for inheritances was killing many birds with one stone, benefiting both sides.
Aside from some of the more special princes, the other princes and their guests were all searching for inheritances.
The many imperial ancestral temple elders on the Dao Platform at the palace's drill ground made their moves together.
A huge light screen rose up and flickered, showing the many princes and guests in the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb. The Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb had been remodeled several times. Although there were still many forbidden lands, the imperial ancestral temple already had a rough grasp of the place.
As long as the imperial ancestral temple elders wanted to, they could see the situation everywhere at any time. However, it would be somewhat difficult to interfere.
The big show had officially begun.
Snow fell heavily. Three days had already passed in the vast snowy region. However, the Demon Blood Vulture had not found anything.
On the Demon Blood Vulture's back, Xiao Chen, who was cultivating the Ten Thousand Dragons Art, opened his eyes. The night wind and snow were cold. It was hard to find anyone, and the signs of life were faint.
When Xiao Chen looked up, he saw churning clouds. He could not see the sun, the moon, or the stars, only the vast snow.
"Could this inheritance have been destroyed?"
After three days without any results, Xiao Chen felt suspicious.
Such a guess was possible. After all, it was at the periphery of the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb. In every succession race, the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb would be the first to bear the brunt of the impact. It was not impossible for the succession race to be destroyed.
"Hey …"
Just at this moment, the heavy snow weakened, and the thick clouds in the sky slowly thinned.
In the middle of the night, the thick clouds scattered, and a bright moon silently appeared.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, looking as gentle as fire.
Xiao Chen had never expected the bright moon to be this bright. The continuous heavy snow seemed to wash away all the brilliance of the bright moon.
In the air, there was still snow falling sparsely.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, the remnant snow in the air and the boundless white snowy land gave off a mottled light.
The clouds parted, the moon came, and the remnant flowers made shadows. The boundless snowy region created a wondrous scene.
Xiao Chen muttered to himself as he sat on the Demon Blood Vulture and admired this beautiful scene.
"Will this be the opportunity I am waiting for?"
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