Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr
"You want to touch my scholarly faction's Grand Shaman? Qin Yanlong, Long Qianchao, and Su Sanyan? Come, come, come! It's been a long time since I've exercised my muscles and bones. Let's spar!"
A hearty voice was heard as a middle-aged Confucian scholar appeared in the void. His Confucian robes were elegant, and his temperament was extraordinary. He was a Saint of the Confucian School.
"Meng Qianhe, does the Confucian School want to get involved as well?" Qin Yanlong looked at the middle-aged Saint of the Confucian School with an ugly expression.
"Immeasurable Deity, the Roc Emperor has a close relationship with us Taoists. It's been a long time since these old bones of mine have exercised!"
A Taoist saint appeared. His hair was combed into a high bun, and his face was ruddy. He seemed to be smiling all the time, and a boundless aura spread out.
"Although the Roc Emperor is young, this old woman admires him very much and has a good relationship with my Farmer's Guild. If someone wants to fight, then this old woman can only accompany them!"
The Saint Realm expert of the School of Agriculture walked out. His hair was white, and his eyes were as deep as the sea on his old face.
"The Roc Emperor came from the Ancient Heaven Sect and has a close relationship with my Mo Family. If anyone dares to touch him, my Mo Family will not be courteous!"
The Saint Realm expert from the Mo Family also walked out. His figure was small and skinny under his loose robe, but the space around him was faintly distorted. His aura was gentle and vast.
"Daoist Qing Feng, Jiang Yuechan, Hu Xuanhu!"
Qin Yanlong's expression turned extremely gloomy when he saw that the three Saint Realm experts from the Taoist School, the School of Agriculture, and the School of Mo had also arrived. He gritted his teeth.
Originally, although the seven of them had the advantage in numbers, they didn't have much confidence in dealing with Moon Saint, Xuan Gu, and the others.
Now that Meng Qianhe, Daoist Qing Feng, Jiang Yuechan, and Hu Xuanhu, the four Saint Realm experts, had decided to protect that kid, they had no advantage at all.
If they really fought, they would be the ones to suffer.
"Hmph, it's not a bad idea for both sides to lose."
In the Devil religion's lineup, the seven Devil Emperors and the others sneered. If the nine great Dragons and Phoenixes were to fight until both sides suffered, it would save them a lot of trouble.
"Amitabha."
A monk covered in golden Buddha light came forward. He looked at everyone present and said in a Sanskrit voice, "Inside the Eternal Tomb, it's hard to predict fortune and misfortune. Danger lurks everywhere. Why do you have to do this?"
The gazes of Qin Yanlong, Long Qianchao, Saint Feng Chi, and the others fluctuated in their hearts when they heard this. If they really fought, then with their cultivations, then both sides would absolutely suffer heavy injuries in the end.
Qin Yunlong and Long Qianchao stared fixedly at Du Shaofu. They were truly unwilling to accept this outcome, and their hatred overflowed.
A dignified Saint Realm cultivator was being hunted down by two juniors, and there was nothing he could do at this moment. It was really unbearable.
"Let's think about it at length!"
Su Sanyan said as the illusory flame around his body fluctuated. He could see the current situation clearly. If they were to fight, they would definitely be at a disadvantage.
"Hmph, this isn't over. Brat, let's see how long you can hide. Don't fall into my hands!"
Qin Yanlong stared at Du Shaofu with cold eyes. Under such circumstances, he couldn't do anything. He forcibly suppressed the monstrous murderous intent and gritted his teeth in hatred.
Qin Yanlong retreated with Long Qianchao and the others into the distance with ugly expressions.
Jialou Batian, Moon Saint, and the others watched as Qin Yanlong and the others left. They had no intention of making a move. They didn't lose anything, and they didn't want to do anything at this moment.
Jialou Batian wasn't afraid, but because there were too many disciples and juniors in their respective clans. If Qin Yanlong and the others became anxious and made a move on their juniors, then even they would have a hard time stopping it. They would have to pay a heavy price.
"Meddlesome bald donkey!"
Looking at the monk wrapped in golden Buddha light, the Nine Demon Emperor was somewhat disappointed. If the nine clans were to fight, then they would be able to reap the benefits.
Du Shaofu, Meng Qianhe, Taoist Qing Feng, and the other Saints of Confucianism, Taoism, School of Agriculture, and School of Mohism bowed and greeted them. They also followed Jialou Batian, Moon Saint, Xuan Gu, and Feng Chi Saint into the crowd.
The four Saints of Confucianism, Taoism, School of Mohism, and School of Agriculture simply called the disciples of their respective clans and walked together with the Golden-winged Roc Clan, School of Yin-Yang, School of Phoenix, and the others.
Anyway, many of them were already familiar with each other and weren't strangers.
"Child, are you alright?"
Old Granny Jialou Moluo looked worried when she saw Du Shaofu. After all, Du Shaofu's clothes were ragged and his hair was disheveled. He looked somewhat miserable.
"Grandma, I'm fine."
Du Shaofu patted his chest, full of vigor, and told everyone about the situation in the strange place of suppression. He didn't hide the fact that he fought the Demon Emperors of the Devil religion and pursued Qin Yanlong and Long Qianchao.
"Huff … Huff …"
Saint Feng Chi, Daoist Qing Feng, Meng Qianhe, Patriarch Meng Wen, and the others gasped when they heard Du Shaofu's words.
If they hadn't seen Qin Yanlong and Long Qianchao fleeing with their own eyes, they would've found it hard to believe that these two little guys were actually Saints who could break through the physical strength of their bodies and pursue Qin Yanlong and Long Qianchao. What a freakish physical body!
Then, Meng Qianhe, Jiang Yuechan, Hu Xuanhu, and the other experts smiled bitterly. No wonder Qin Yanlong and Long Qianchao looked like they wouldn't stop until one of them was dead. It turned out that they had suffered greatly. Saints were chased all the way by two juniors. Such humiliation was a great humiliation for them.
"Haha …"
Jialou Batian was all smiles. His good grandson had once again made him proud.
Then, Du Shaofu learned from Big Brother Zhen Qingchun, Jialou Batian, and the others that after the strange separation, they went to different places.
The other places didn't have the cultivation strength suppressed, but they were also very dangerous. Along the way, many living beings were killed, and they also came across the corpses of many ancestors of the big clans.
From Zhou Xiaoluo, Kong Sansi, and the others, Du Shaofu learned that everyone had encountered the same thing, and the journey was very dangerous.
But they could see the giant in front of the square from afar. They had also come all the way here.
Sweeping his gaze across the crowd, Du Shaofu found that there were still many people who hadn't arrived.
His drunkard father, Dongli Qingqing, Ouyang Shuang, Du Xiaoyao, Little Xingxing, Su Muxin, and the others hadn't arrived yet. Du Shaofu couldn't help but feel a little worried. This place was too dangerous.
This time, Du Shaofu carefully scanned the vast plaza. There were many people around him. Aside from some loose cultivators, most of them were from influential clans in the Three Continents and Nine Continents. There were as many experts as there were clouds, and many of their hidden auras were not to be underestimated.
As Du Shaofu's gaze swept across, he met many gazes. Some were wary, some were hostile, and some were friendly.
Du Shaofu didn't pay much attention to these gazes. He saw many familiar faces in the crowd, such as Xiang Wushuang and Hongyue.
"What's that place?"
Du Shaofu's gaze finally landed on the giant in front of them. Looking at it from afar, he felt how small he was.
"This is the core of the Eternal Tomb. All the mysteries of the past are buried there. If we can get in, we should be able to unravel all the mysteries."
Jialou Batian stared ahead, facing the colossus in front of him. He was equally shocked. He paused for a moment, then said to Du Shaofu with a hint of longing and anticipation, "Perhaps, there are still experts inside who have not truly died."
Du Shaofu's eyes trembled. He thought for a while and said, "Why hasn't anyone gone inside?"
"See those 13 bridges? The abyss is impossible to cross. The bridges are passageways, but the passageways don't seem to have been opened. We've all tried, but no one can get close," the Moon Saint said. His eyes were hazy and full of mystery.
Du Shaofu finally understood. No wonder so many people were waiting. It turned out that there was no way to get in. If even saints had tried, there was no need to think about the others.
Du Shaofu straightened his clothes after a while. Looking at the densely packed figures in the square, he felt emotional. Many of his enemies who wanted to kill him had appeared. He knew that they would kill him if they had the chance, but there was nothing he could do.
His mother was still in Legalism. His master had been captured by the Devil religion. With people from the Devil religion and Legalism around, there was nothing he could do.
"Strength. When will I be able to step into the Saint Plane?"
Du Shaofu muttered to himself. If he had already stepped into the Saint Plane, he would at least be able to fight these people head-on.
Whoosh, whoosh …
From time to time, there were beings entering the square from many places. There were people from Confucianism, the School of Agriculture, and the School of Yin-Yang. There was no lack of people Du Shaofu was familiar with.
Feng Han, Qi Jiajun, Tang Meiling, Little Tiger, and Dai Xingyu had all arrived. While they were still in shock, someone had already gone to lead the way.
Not long after, Du Tingxuan, Dongli Qingqing, Ye Zijin, Du Yunlong, Du Xiaoman, and many others had also arrived at the square.
Soon after, Zixuan, Su Muxin, Ouyang Shuang, Du Xiaoyao, and Mo Tianxiao had also arrived.
Little Xingxing, Du Xiaohuang, Gu Qingyang, Lian Qingrong, Dongfang Qingmu, and a group of people swaggered to the square.
"Father!"
Du Xiaohuang rushed over, blinking her big eyes. She was incomparably cute.
However, among the disciples of the School of Agriculture and the School of Taoism, some of the more timid ones involuntarily distanced themselves from Du Xiaohuang.
Everyone knew that this little girl looked harmless, but in fact, she was the most terrifying. Ordinary Supreme Beings did not dare to provoke her.
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