Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
"It's really going to be lively now."
Dongli Qingqing smiled. However, everyone could see that the smile on her beautiful face was filled with a kind of seriousness that couldn't be removed.
"We'll deal with whatever comes our way. We'll see when the time comes."
Du Shaofu shrugged and asked Zhou Xiaoluo, Mo Runan, and the others, "Do you know where the Tomb of Eternity is?"
"We received news from a senior of the Mo family not long ago. The location of the Tomb of Eternity has been roughly confirmed. Du Xiaoyao, Little Xingxing, and the others have hurried to the Tomb of Eternity. I think someone must have sent news to them."
Mo Runan nodded. She looked at Du Shaofu and said, "The other clans have probably received news from their experts and are hurrying to the Tomb of Eternity."
"We should go to the Tomb of Eternity as well," said Zhou Xiaoluo.
"Have all the Half-Saints gone? Then let's hurry over!"
Du Shaofu faced him and spoke. There was anticipation in his eyes, and there was also a wisp of cold light that flashed through them without leaving a trace.
Little Xingxing, Du Xiaoyao, Qi Yexi, and the others had all gone to the Tomb of Eternity. They could meet up with them.
Du Shaofu guessed that the Half-Saints of the School of Legalism, the School of Famous, and the School of Vertical and Horizontal must be near the Tomb of Eternity right now. They could find an opportunity to deal with the Saints before they could enter. Otherwise, once the Saints and the ancient ancestors of the nine clans emerged from the Tomb of Eternity, there would be no more opportunities. It would be a huge problem for them.
A while later, the vast group of people took to the air and hurried to the Tomb of Eternity.
Along the way, Du Shaofu asked about Sima Muhan from the Mo family. He learned that Sima Muhan, Sima Taxing, and the others were with another group of experts from the Mo family. They should be hurrying to the Tomb of Eternity right now.
What worried Du Shaofu slightly was that his alcoholic father, Ouyang Shuang, and Su Muxin were still unknown. The School of Agriculture and the Mo family had not noticed them either.
"Maybe they're also heading towards the Eternal Tomb. I didn't receive any news because the people in my race didn't pay attention."
Zhou Xiaoluo said to Du Shaofu. Every clan had their own secret method of transmitting information, but this transmission of information came at a great cost. Usually, only the most important information would be transmitted.
Du Shaofu didn't ask any more questions. He could only go to the Eternal Tomb first.
…
The Heavenly Devil Battlefield was still the same.
"Awoo …"
However, for some reason, those demonic beasts became even crazier. Powerful demonic beasts appeared everywhere and attacked the living beings of various races.
These demonic beasts were extremely powerful, causing people to be wary of them. Once they encountered a demonic beast tide, they would be doomed.
"These demonic beasts seem to be heading towards a certain place. Could it be that something big has happened?"
Someone discovered that a large number of demonic beasts were all heading in the same direction, as if they had been summoned by something.
"Let's follow them and take a look. With such a huge commotion, it must be unusual!"
Someone said. Wealth came from danger. They followed behind the demonic beasts from afar, hoping to find an opportunity.
"I heard that the people of the Nine Great Clans are heading towards a place called the Eternal Tomb. That's the core of the Heavenly Devil Battlefield. It's very important. There must be treasures there!"
"I heard that too. The powerful beings of various races are also heading towards the Eternal Tomb!"
"Let's follow them and take a look. Who knows, we might find an opportunity!"
"Hurry up and follow them. Don't miss out on the opportunity!"
"…"
Discussions were everywhere. The news of the Eternal Tomb gradually spread.
…
In the vast forest, the towering trees were about a hundred feet tall. Some were even a few hundred feet tall.
The strange trees were different from the outside world. They extended to the sky and covered the mountain range.
The mountain range stretched as far as the eye could see.
There was an inconspicuous mountain peak hidden in the depths of the forest. The dense towering trees around it didn't move at all. It was extremely strange.
However, upon closer inspection, one would realize that this large area of space had silently frozen.
There was a strange aura that permeated the surroundings like air, freezing the void.
On the mountain peak, towering trees clustered around it. At this moment, there were nine figures standing quietly. They gave off an extremely dangerous feeling. The aura they faintly released was enough to make living creatures tremble!
Among the nine people, there was a well-built old man with long hair and a beard. His face was old and strong. He seemed to be in his twilight years, but he gave off a powerful and majestic feeling.
If Du Shaofu were here, he would definitely recognize this person as Old Huang, whom he had met once at the Legalism Conference. He was a demi-saint level demonic beast and had fought with Old Lei before. He was extremely powerful.
What was shocking was that the aura of the other eight people was not much weaker than Old Huang. There was no doubt that they were all powerful beings of the same level.
The gathering of nine powerful beings was enough to make the world tremble. However, at this moment, the nine of them had concealed their aura. It was obvious that they did not want others to know.
"Everyone, since everyone is here, let's get straight to the point."
There was an old woman beside Old Huang. Her long hair was like the first snow of winter, like the first frost of autumn. Half of her silver hair was covered, and her face was wrinkled. It was as if the twists and turns of her life were engraved on it, telling the vicissitudes of life.
The silver-haired old woman looked at the eight people beside her. There was a faint chill in her eyes. Her voice was icy as she continued, "That little bastard Du Shaofu must die. Otherwise, there will be no end to the future. With his growth speed, I'm afraid that he won't be far from breaking through to the Saint stage. At that time, I'm afraid that all of our clans will be exterminated!"
"That bastard is detestable. My clan's disciples have all fallen at his hands. My clan and he cannot exist under the same sky. No matter the price, we must kill him!"
A thin but extremely tall old man was filled with anger. His cheeks were severely sunken, and his face, which was covered with deep wrinkles, was trembling in anger.
"That brat killed my Red Fire Demon Lion Clan's people. He must pay the price!"
A skinny old man's body shook. He was wearing red clothes. His face was old, but he had a well-built body that was as straight as a pole. There was a fiery and vigorous aura on his body that was extremely frightening and caused one's heart to palpitate!
"My Demon Vulture Clan is not done with that brat. No matter who it is, he must pay the price for killing my Demon Vulture Clan's disciples!"
Another old woman spoke. On her wrinkled face, she had a hooked nose and a long chin. It was as if two hooks were stuck together.
This old woman's hair was very eye-catching. Half of it was white and half of it was black. Her skinny body was tightly wrapped in a thick black cloak. Her intimidating eyes made one's soul palpitate just by looking up!
"He dared to touch my Heavenly Serpent Clan's people. Does that little bastard really think that no one can kill him just because he has the protection of the Golden-winged Roc Clan?"
An old man beside the cloaked woman from the Demon Vulture tribe revealed a cold murderous glint in his eyes. His hair was combed until not a single strand was messy. Strands of silver hair were clearly visible amidst his black hair. Within his slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of dark brown eyes fluctuated, as though an unusual phenomenon had surfaced.
"The Golden-winged Roc Clan won't be able to jump around for long. That little bastard must die, and so must the rest of the Barren Country's people. Cut the weeds and dig up the roots to prevent future troubles. Leave no one alive!"
A middle-aged man in battle clothes stepped out. His voice was low, and his eyes were filled with golden light. It was as if there was a dragon's shadow circling in them. His gaze swept across the eight people, and finally fell on Elder Huang of the Legalism. He said, "Huang Zhu, many people from the Legalism have died at the hands of that little bastard. I wonder what the Legalism's attitude is this time?"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Elder Huang's expression changed slightly. He already knew everything that had happened in the Heavenly Devil Battlefield. Legalism had lost almost everyone. Among the younger generation, except for Du Shaojing, there was no one else who could walk out. The Legalism had suffered heavy losses, one after another!
Back when he was in the school of Legalism, he thought that such a young man would be able to look down on everyone even in the primordial era.
He was right. In such a short period of time, the young man had already reached such a level. Before they came in, no one in the Heavenly Devil Battlefield could be his opponent.
"The Legalism will naturally advance and retreat with everyone. That brat can't be left alive!"
Elder Huang said. His voice was calm, but there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes. To be honest, he was somewhat reluctant and regretful to kill that brat. If such a young man could be used by the Legalism, it would be a great help. Together with Du Shaojing, that pair of brother and sister would be enough to make the Legalism suppress and prosper in the world.
However, at this point, the school of Legalism had missed the chance to rope in that kid.
Now that things had come to this, the school of Legalism had suffered heavy losses one after another. They had reached a point where they had no choice but to get rid of them. If they allowed them to continue growing, none of them would be able to stop them. This was the school of Legalism's intention when he entered the Heavenly Devil Battlefield.
"Horned Dragon, was Shang Long really killed by that brat, or did someone help him?" Elder Huang asked the middle-aged man in battle clothes.
"I received news that it was done by that little bastard alone. He has already reached the pinnacle of the Undying Realm!"
The middle-aged man in battle clothes, who was called Horned Dragon, had a cold look in his eyes. Long Yi, Long Er, and the other Dragons had lost all their hopes. Shang Long had also lost his dragon soul mark not long ago. There was news that he had been killed by that brat.
This kind of loss was not just a serious injury to the Dragons, but a great loss to their internal organs. The price was too great. That brat must die, and the Desolate Country must be eradicated.
"He already has such strength!"
Hearing this, everyone's eyes rippled, and their expressions were complicated.
Not to mention that it was extremely abnormal for someone at the pinnacle of the Undying Realm to kill a Sage-to-be.
Not to mention that the brat had already reached such a level in such a short period of time. It made them, who had cultivated for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, blush with shame.
What made their expressions change the most was that if Shang Long Saint was really killed by Du Shaofu, it undoubtedly proved that the brat already had the strength to kill them. None of them believed that they were much stronger than Shang Long Saint.
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