"The Soaring Serpent Mansion's Zuo Guangyuan is here!"
The eyes of the surrounding cultivators immediately lit up. Now that Zuo Guangyuan was here, it would not be so easy for Yun Feiyang to obtain the painting piece.
With the two tigers fighting, their chance had finally arrived. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
The group of half-Sage Elders from the Soaring Serpent Mansion pushed through the crowd and rushed over to support Zuo Guangyuan.
When Yun Feiyang saw Zuo Guangyuan falling down in a sorry state, he mocked, "Brother Zuo, you are very capable. You nearly managed to grab the painting piece!"
Yun Feiyang emphasized the word "nearly," making Zuo Guangyuan's expression turn unsightly.
"Unfortunately, it was nearly. This painting piece was prepared for me, Yun Feiyang!"
A venomous, sinister look flashed in Zuo Guangyuan's eyes. He said in a cold voice, "You are too delusional!"
"Hu chi!"
Just at this moment, the Emperor Painting Fragment floating in the air was suddenly pulled over by a huge suction force.
The Emperor's Might contained in the painting piece was mostly nullified by that suction. Then, the painting piece appeared before the person who made a move.
Xiao Chen's expression turned grave and stern. He circulated all his Quintessence, Vital Qi, and Mental Energy, as well as the sovereign's Qi in his bloodline at the same time.
Xiao Chen's aura soared. His black hair fluttered everywhere, and his white robes fluttered. Suddenly, he attracted everyone's attention.
He stretched his hand forward and grabbed the dazzling Emperor map fragment. With a buzz, he caught it in his hand.
"Boom!"
Surging energy surged out of Xiao Chen's palm, forming a strong wind that swept through the surroundings. The wind howled, sounding like a vast army galloping.
The surroundings of the grave passage trembled violently. Several people could not stand stably and nearly fell.
Everyone looked at Xiao Chen incredulously. Where exactly did this person come from? Not only did he know all the hidden rooms of the grave palace, but he also knew about them.
Not only did he know the various hidden rooms of the grave palace, but he also held the painting piece firmly in his hand, something that Yun Feiyang and Zuo Guangyuan could not easily suppress.
Xiao Chen withdrew the painting piece with a flip of his palm and placed it in his Universe Ring.
"You are seeking death! How dare you snatch what belongs to me, Yun Feiyang!"
"Reckless fool!"
Zuo Guangyuan and Yun Feiyang could not hold themselves back anymore. How could they let someone else obtain the treasure that they wanted? Then, they leaped up and charged at Xiao Chen together, radiating killing Qi.
Such a scene immediately shocked everyone. They thought that the two of them would fight fiercely, but they actually joined hands to attack the same person.
However, what astonished them even more was to come. Suddenly, a majestic and resonant holy song rang out from the Palace Grave. Xiao Chen, who was surrounded by the holy song, stepped forward and punched.
The golden light poured out like a heavy weight. Yun Feiyang and Zuo Guangyuan, who were surging with murderous Qi, both grunted as Xiao Chen knocked them back with one punch.
"This … How is this possible? The top true inheritors of the Heavenly Tiger Sect and the Soaring Serpent Mansion were actually sent flying with a single punch."
The cultivators waiting at the side to take advantage of the situation were all startled.
The expressions of the half-Sage Elders of the two sects changed drastically. They stopped hesitating and attacked. In that instant, strong winds blew in the air. Ten-odd figures burst out with Martial Techniques of all sorts, charging at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's expression remained calm. If it were in the past, he would not have dared to be careless when facing ten-odd half-Sages who were as strong as Gu Mu.
However, now that his physical body had reached Rank 2 Sage Body, he had consumed the Dragon Marrow to form an internal defense, and he had refined the Sage Grade defensive pagoda.
No matter how many clowns there were, there was no need to fear them.
An image of a pagoda encased Xiao Chen. With a thought, his Mental Energy and Veritable Essence Energy poured into the pagoda like a river.
The illusory pagoda immediately materialized at a visible pace. Eventually, it looked like a supreme pagoda standing there, unafraid of wind and rain, unafraid of mountains and rivers. "Dang! Dang!
Dang! "
The attacks of ten-odd half-Sages struck the pagoda, producing loud bangs that resounded endlessly. Waves of Qi spread out, forming a terrifying gust of wind that swept through the tomb.
When the strong wind scattered and the shock waves vanished, the ten-odd half-Sages were shocked to discover that Xiao Chen was unharmed in the pagoda, looking at them expressionlessly.
"Get the hell down here!"
A light flashed, and the Sage Grade pagoda returned to Xiao Chen's body, merging with his flesh and blood. Xiao Chen shouted ferociously and soared into the air, bringing out the radiance of a deity.
Xiao Chen's fist shone with a light like that of a small sun, forming an unparalleled, majestic pillar of light that shot out.
The ten-odd half-Sage Elders in the air all vomited a mouthful of blood. They cried out miserably as they fell from the sky.
When Yun Feiyang and Zuo Guangyuan, who were on the ground, saw this scene, horror filled their eyes. They both muttered to themselves and wanted to reveal their true forms at the same time.
If a Fiend Race cultivator revealed their true form, their strength would increase by at least fifty percent, making them very difficult to deal with.
Xiao Chen smiled coldly. How could he give them such an opportunity? "Ka ca! Ka ca!" Golden chains appeared behind him. Divine scripts circulated around them, releasing a mighty pressure.
Xiao Chen punched the air, and the chains danced around like berserk dragons. 'Whoosh!' The chains wrapped around the two.
The divine scripts on the chains contained a strangely strong sealing power, suppressing the surging auras in the two's bodies.
The two's complexions flushed, and their eyes glared with rage. No matter how they struggled, they could not move at all. Their strength slowly decreased, and after a while, they were like ordinary people.
When Xiao Chen landed, he casually waved his hand, and a cool breeze formed by Quintessence gently blew the two off the ground, sending them crashing into a wall.
With the strength of one person, Xiao Chen easily defeated the top true inheritors of two great sects and a group of half-Sage Elders.
Xiao Chen swept his gaze around, and the cultivators who remained there were all frightened out of their wits. They immediately scattered, fleeing frantically.
"Congratulations, Young Master Xiao. You displayed your might and obtained a painting piece."
After the battle ended, Nangong Qiong appeared from somewhere. She had a faint smile on her face as she spoke.
Xiao Chen was already numb to Nangong Qiong's attitude. There was no need to rely on her to help at any time. Just treat her as air.
Right, as long as she is air, I will not get angry if I can't see her.
Xiao Chen glanced at Yun Fei Yang and Xiao Chen, who had failed to reveal their true forms and were sealed by the Divine Chains, and walked over.
The two were severely injured. They found it difficult to even stand up for now. The Divine Chains sealed their strength. If the seal did not last for long, they would be no different from ordinary people.
Xiao Chen ignored the two's curses and their childish threats. He directly took the two's spatial rings and took all the Astral Coins and peak Superior Grade Secret Treasures.
After that, they continued forward. With Nangong Qiong leading the way, Xiao Chen only needed to follow behind her, saving him a lot of trouble.
Advancing stealthily, Zhang Xuan passed through several corridors. Regardless of whether it was a hidden chamber or a room that existed publicly, most of them were empty.
Unexpectedly, aside from the painting pieces, there was nothing in the grave palace of the Heavenly Roc King. This was simply inexcusable.
"Something's wrong. Why are there no treasures in the secret rooms?"
Nangong Qiong asked after walking for a long time. She frowned slightly and stopped.
Nangong Qiong had two goals in coming here. One was to enter the core hall and take away the core painting piece of the Great Roc Spreading Wings Painting. The second was to find the treasures hidden in the various secret rooms.
As a Sovereign Martial Emperor, the Heavenly Roc King's former residence would definitely have many precious treasures.
If she could obtain them all, the accumulated value would be much higher than the core painting piece.
When Xiao Chen saw Nangong Qiong stop, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"Someone probably got ahead of us. The Heavenly Roc Race's people probably do not care about the painting pieces. Their goal is to obtain the treasures left behind by the Heavenly Roc King.
"They used the painting pieces to attract the attention of others and obtained the treasures in the grave palace. Then, they stayed out of the matter. This is indeed a brilliant plan."
Nangong Qiong spoke of her guesses.
Right now, the Heavenly Roc Race had already declined to the point of extinction. They did not even have a Martial Sage. Although the Heavenly Roc Race had many people, in reality, it was hard to say who would win if they fought with the people who came.
"Let's go. Let's not waste time here. Let's go directly to the grave palace's Eternal Rest Hall. Hopefully, nothing unexpected has happened to the core painting piece."
Many hidden doors opened on the top floor of the vast grave palace. The figures of the Heavenly Roc Race cultivators leaped out of them.
Then, they quickly landed on the ground, distancing themselves from the grave palace.
As the figures came over and presented the treasures they obtained in the grave palace, the three old men leading the group revealed increasingly joyful expressions.
"There are more than ten thousand Superior Grade Spirit Gathering Pearls, fifty million Astral Coins, more than a hundred Sage Grade Secret Treasures, close to five thousand Superior Grade Secret Treasures, and more than ten thousand Spirit Weapons and Treasure Armor."
"There are more than 3,000 bottles of Grade 8 Medicinal Pills and more than 100 bottles of Sage Medicinal Pills. Patriarch, with these resources, it won't be long before our Sky Roc Race rises again."
The Sky Roc Race's Patriarch, Ming Fan, smiled and said, "It's worth it. We used forty-nine low-grade Rank 1 Spirit Veins in exchange for so many resources. It's enough for our Sky Roc Race to use for five hundred years."
The grey-robed elder on the right said, "Now it all depends on Young Master Ming Yu. If he can successfully obtain the core map fragment, then this mission will come to a perfect conclusion."
"Junior tribe leader, that's too risky. There are quite a few demon-level geniuses that came this time. Even us old bones are afraid of them," said the old man on the left worriedly.
Ming Fan sighed and said in a low voice, "This is his own choice. Right now, Kunlun is in the golden age of ten thousand years. He is very proud and does not want to be buried as a spectator. He can only take a gamble. "
The elder on the right said, "Patriarch, Old Liu and the others have yet to come out after collecting the Heavenly Ice Sword. Could they have met with some trouble?"
Ming Fan muttered, "Never mind. The Heavenly Ice Sword is not hidden at all. I do not have much hope. Let's go. We should quit while we're ahead. If others discover us, we will be in big trouble. "
Ming Fan was very cautious. He carefully put away the resources that he had and quickly led the Heavenly Roc Race cultivators away from this place.
Inside the grave palace, Xiao Chen and Nangong Qiong did not take any detours and headed straight ahead.
One hour later, horrifying miserable cries came from the corner of the grave entrance. The heavy stench of blood in the enclosed space was unbearable.
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