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Everyone silently followed behind him.
Behind the ancient stone door was a tunnel-like passage. Long stone steps extended to the end, and at the end, there was a huge space. Light flickered in the distance, emitting an ancient aura.
"Wu wu …"
There was a whining sound that seemed to come from the Nine Hells, making people's hair stand on end.
Beilun Bingchen did not look back. She walked forward step by step.
Lian Qingrong did not hesitate and followed behind.
Du Shaofu did not hesitate either. Since there was no way out, he followed.
In these few minutes, the light in front of them became brighter and brighter, and the space they could see became wider.
The Demonic Qi that permeated the entire space also became denser.
Finally, a vast space appeared in front of Du Shaofu and the others.
This space was too big. It was as vast as the starry sky. It was so vast that there was no end to it. At the end of their line of sight, there was only darkness.
In the center of this vast space, there were a total of 13 ancient altars floating in the air. They were like 13 small stars.
Looking from afar, there was a figure sitting cross-legged on each altar. They were like old monks in meditation, and there was no fluctuation of aura from them.
"Wu wu …"
Demonic Qi lingered in the air. On each of the 13 altars, there was a huge ancient chain. It was like nine huge dragon bodies. It stretched out and intertwined in the center of the 13 altars.
At the center of the thirteen altars, there was a swirling vortex. Monstrous Demonic Qi gushed out from the vortex, emitting ghostly wails. It was like the entrance to the Nine Serenities, the gate to Hell.
Demonic Qi poured out, ghostly wails and ghostly wails.
Streaks of jet-black Demonic Qi danced wildly like black lightning. An extremely terrifying aura spread out, filling the vast space.
However, at the entrance of the vortex, there were bright talisman runes shining. They covered the vortex like a huge net of light.
No matter how violently the black Demonic Qi lightning surged, it could not break through the net of light.
Du Shaofu raised his eyes and looked at the huge vortex. His heart trembled violently. The spiritual lightning in his Primordial Spirit rumbled for no reason. The Purple Lightning Profound Cauldron in the God's Watchtower also rumbled and trembled for no reason.
"Whoosh whoosh …"
As his figure landed, Du Shaofu also felt many gazes from all directions.
Du Shaofu looked in the direction of those gazes and saw many familiar figures... grandfather Jialou Batis God, Jialou Jueyu, and the Great Elder, the Second Elder, Third, the Moon saint, Xuan Gu, Saint Feng Fengchi, Feng Fengchi Saint, Feng, and Feng Fen....
. there was Dongfang Qingmu, Dongfang Qingmu, and Dark Demon.
Not far away, Du Shaofu also saw many enemies. Legalism Qin Yanlong, Dragons Long Qianchao, and others also appeared in the void.
There were also familiar figures like Xiang Wushuang, Hongyue, and the Violet Lotus Fairy. There were also some powerful existences who were definitely at the Saint Realm. They were ancient existences who had been hiding in the world.
The most terrifying aura came from afar.
That place was covered by Demonic Qi, and there were thousands of Evil Spirits and Demonic Beasts.
In the front were the Great Demon, the Seven Demon Emperors, the Eight Demon Emperors, Moksha, Jialou Juehong, and others.
Du Shaofu frowned, and his eyes turned solemn. When he entered the Eternal Tomb, there were only a few hundred Evil Spirits and Demonic Beasts following the Devil religion. Now that they had entered the main tomb, not only were there no casualties, but there were more and more of them. This was too strange.
"Woo, woo …"
The cries of ghosts and howls of gods came from the Devil religion. Many of the Devil Emissaries were forming hand seals, murmuring some kind of incantation. The Evil Spirits and Demonic Beasts were scattered, and there was some kind of Profound Meaning where they stood. They were invisibly connected, and Demonic Qi surged.
Beilun Bingchen, the Master of the Snow Palace, stepped into this space. She looked up at the whirlpool in the thirteen altars, and for some reason, the black and red Demonic Qi in her eyes surged again, attacking the light of ice and snow.
"Ancestor Snow."
Lian Qing's face was solemn. Ancestor Snow was clearly still being corroded by the Demonic Qi. If she lost her mind again, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Du Shaofu's heart trembled, and he looked away. The Primordial Spirit in his Niwan Palace immediately asked Master Huo Lei if there was any way to help Beilun Bingchen.
"There is no way. The Demonic Qi has been in her body for a long time. Her cultivation is not bad, and there should be something special about her body. That is why she was able to keep her mind. But what will happen in the end, she can only rely on herself."
Master Huo Lei told Du Shaofu. His figure appeared in the red and blue flames. His round face was unprecedentedly embarrassed. He seemed to feel something and continued to say to Du Shaofu, "This is the main tomb. The last seal has been loosened. I'm afraid nothing can be stopped."
Whoosh, whoosh …
Jialou Batian, Moon Saint, Xuan Gu, Feng Chi Saint, Qing Feng Taoist, and the other strong cultivators all rushed over and landed beside Du Shaofu. Their eyes were fixed on Beilun Bingchen. The Demonic Qi and the Ice Qi were in a stalemate. The momentum was so great that it made their hearts jump, and it attracted their attention.
At this time, Jialou Batian, Xuan Gu, and the others all looked more or less embarrassed. They were all injured.
It seemed that they had gone through a lot of battles in the main tomb.
"Roc Emperor!"
Mo Tianxiao, Dongfang Qingmu, and Nether Demon arrived at Du Shaofu's side and saluted.
"Shaofu, what is going on?"
Jialou Batian asked. He looked at Beilun Bingchen and felt the Demonic Qi. Along the way, everyone had come into contact with it. The Demonic Qi here could affect living things.
Du Shaofu told everyone the identity of Beilun Bingchen, the Lord of the Snow Palace, and explained the situation without hiding anything.
"The founder of the Great Snow Mountain is still alive!"
Moon Saint, Xuan Gu, and the others were shocked when they learned of Beilun Bingchen's identity.
"The Demonic Qi has entered her body. If she completely turns into a demon, the consequences will be worrying!"
Qing Feng Taoist's eyes narrowed. With Beilun Bingchen's cultivation, if she completely turned into a demon, there would not be many Saints present who could resist her.
"Senior, is there anything we can do for you?"
Du Shaofu frowned. He raised his head and saluted Beilun Bingchen, feeling nervous.
She was the founder of the Great Snow Mountain. If she was controlled by the Demonic Qi again, it would be troublesome.
"The Demonic Qi here is dense. I am trying to suppress it," Beilun Bingchen said.
The black and red light in her eyes intertwined with the light of ice and snow. Her aura was terrifying. She glanced at Moon Saint, Xuan Gu, Jialou Batian, Xuan Gu, and the others and said, "If I completely turn into a demon in the end, you don't have to hold back. Don't let me leave this place!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Beilun Bingchen sat down cross-legged and formed a seal with her hands. Cold Qi gushed out from the surface of her body. Mysterious runes flickered, covering her body with a thick layer of ice, as if she had turned into an ice sculpture.
Hearing Beilun Bingchen's words, Saint Feng Chi, Qing Feng Taoist, and the others all looked at her with awe and seriousness.
"Ancestor Snow, please hold on!" Lian Qingrong said. She stood to the side with a serious expression.
Du Shaofu wanted to help, but even Huolei Zi couldn't do anything. They could only pray that the Snow Palace Master would succeed.
Taking a deep breath, Du Shaofu finally saluted Jialou Batian, Moon Saint, Xuan Gu, and the others. Then he asked, "Seniors, how is the situation now?"
"Most of those who can enter have already entered. I wonder how many have died. Sigh …" Meng Qianhe shook his head slightly. He had seen countless beings die on the way here.
Du Shaofu didn't find it strange. The Nine Great Clans and the other major forces didn't allow disciples who weren't strong enough to enter the main tomb, but there were many beings who entered in search of opportunities.
The Tomb of Eternity was filled with danger. It was almost impossible for cultivators below the Master Domain to enter the main tomb.
Judging from the number of people in the main tomb, those who would be considered extraordinary in the outside world had probably all died.
"Extremely important figures of the Devil religion should be suppressed there. They want to open the seal!"
Jialou Batian looked at the Demonic Qi vortex in the center of the thirteen altars and said with a serious expression.
"We can't let the Devil religion succeed!"
Du Shaofu's eyes flashed with lightning. No matter what was suppressed there, he couldn't let the Devil religion succeed. He said to Jialou Batian, Moon Saint, Xuan Gu, Qing Feng Taoist, and the others, "If we work together, we might have a chance to stop the Devil religion."
Du Shaofu estimated that the Great Demon was the strongest, but he still had Huolei Zi as a trump card. If he worked with Qing Feng, Meng Qianhe, and the others, it wouldn't be impossible to stop the Demon Emperors of the Devil religion.
"Child, everything is more complicated than you think. There are too many secrets in the world that you still don't know."
Jialou Batian looked at Du Shaofu helplessly and said, "Do you see those thirteen altars? There are the ancestors of the Nine Great Clans, the Dragons, the Phoenixes, and the Golden-winged Rocs. They stopped the Devil religion and saved the Primordial Spirit of the Demon God. Those ancestors will continue to suppress the altars until they are exhausted."
Du Shaofu's eyes trembled when he heard that. The figures on the thirteen altars that looked like meditating old monks were actually the ancestors of the Nine Great Clans, the Dragons, the Phoenixes, and even the Golden-winged Rocs.
Jialou Batian paused for a moment before continuing, "This world has been sealed, and the energy of heaven and earth is being consumed. The cultivation of Saint Realm cultivators is degenerating. If this continues, sooner or later, this entire world will decline and turn into a wasteland."
Du Shaofu's eyes flickered. He had learned everything from Huolei Zi.
Meng Qianhe looked at the thirteen figures sitting cross-legged on the thirteen altars from afar. Light flickered in his eyes as he said softly, "If the Tomb of Eternity is broken, perhaps those thirteen ancestors will be able to awaken!"
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