Chapter 1425
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Meanwhile, on the fourth floor of the Drought Demon Immortal Tomb...
The fourth floor was different from the first three floors. It was a spacious valley with palaces of various sizes standing on it.
Each palace was encapsulated by a godly glow, with a magnificent aura. The surroundings were filled with forbidding auras and deadly traps, and thirteen fifth-layer Earth God Realm guardian spirits who were in deep slumber.
On top of that, at the end of the valley stood a ten-zhang tall bronze pillar.
Inserting the Drought Demon Red Jade Badge and the Drought Demon Purple-Golden Badge into the pillar would grant them access to the deepest part of the place to claim the succession of the Drought Demon.
"Set up the formation, try not to alert the guardian spirits!"
Three old men were standing at the entrance of the valley. The one leading them was a purple-haired old man with an imperious aura. He was the first to speak and transmit his voice to the crowd.
The three of them were from three different factions. Their names were Old Man Zi Xu, Old Man Hun Jian, and Old Man Shen Wugui. Their cultivation had reached the half-Earth God Realm, and they had mastered two of the four Extremities.
In the Drought Demon Battlefield, every time the Drought Demon Immortal Tomb was opened, Human God Realm experts were allowed to participate. However, their cultivation would be suppressed to the first-layer Human God Realm, and the number of participants was limited too.
"Acknowledged!"
The twenty-nine Human God Realm experts, Han Mingli and the rest of the geniuses, sixty Martial Gods, and Xu Dongjue and the rest of the Martial Monarchs responded and activated the talismans that they had prepared beforehand.
They had set up the formation in advance not only to stop the thirteen guardian spirits, but also to ambush Old Man Chan Ming.
"I wonder what's going on up there."
Many rogue cultivators on the third and second floors were intrigued.
What Qiu Hong and Old Man Chan Ming had done during this period of time was quite well-known in their world. Almost every cultivator with a certain level of strength knew about it.
The rogue cultivators were not only here to find some fortunate encounters, they were also here to watch the duel between the two sides.
BANG!
Suddenly, a thunderous explosion rang out in the air above the plains of the fourth floor. Following that, countless streaks of light flickered and condensed into an ancient teleportation formation.
"They're here so quickly?"
The Human God Realm experts, Martial Gods, and Martial Monarchs were startled. They raised their heads and were astounded when they saw the person who had arrived.
Why was Qiu Hong here?
Why didn't Old Man Chan Ming kill him?
And why wasn't Old Man Chan Ming here?
"The actions of the three great forces are indeed fast."
Qin Nan glanced at the crowd. He was not surprised when he saw the familiar faces. He then glanced at the valley.
From the very beginning, he had expected that the three great forces would definitely send people over.
"Qiu Hong, tell me the truth right now. Where is Old Man Chan Ming? Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead!"
Old Man Zi Xu snapped back to reality and shouted. A terrifying aura spread out from his body.
"Is that so?"
Qin Nan did not bother looking at him. He flicked his finger and fired thirteen monarch rays at the thirteen guardian spirits nearby at a shocking pace.
"How bold, you dare trespass on Senior Drought Demon's resting place!"
The eyes of the thirteen guardian spirits sprang open and emitted brilliant god glows as they executed a series of terrifying God Arts aiming at Qin Nan and the people of the three factions.
They did not have any intelligence. They were like puppets.
"You really are audacious!"
The faces of Old Man Chan Ming and the others turned cold. Even though they had learned how to deal with the three guardian spirits over the past few hundred years, it would still take a lot of effort.
Especially in such a situation, Qiu Hong, a mere Great Emperor, dared to act so presumptuously. They were naturally displeased.
"Everyone, I'll be going first."
Qin Nan let out a calm smile as he activated the Ancient Black Altar. His figure turned into a ray of black light as he sprang forward.
At that instant, the forbidding auras around the palace were activated. The spacious valley was covered in a godly glow.
However, to everyone's surprise, the infamous forbidding auras and traps were completely ineffective against Qin Nan. Even the thirteen guardian spirits were unaware of his presence. They stopped executing their God Arts and focused on the people of the three great factions instead.
"What's going on?"
The people of the three factions were startled.
They were completely clueless about the secrets of the Ancient Black Altar.
Before they could react, they saw Qin Nan approaching the copper pillar. Qin Nan took out the fifteen pendants in his hand.
"He has the Red Jade Badge and the Purple-Golden Badge?"
The people of the three factions were astounded.
It was reasonable that Qiu Hong was the first to show up. Perhaps Old Man Chan Ming had purposely sent him here to scout the situation. But why would he still have the fifteen pendants?
Old Man Chan Ming had been planning for the Drought Demon Immortal Tomb for a few hundred years. Why would he not take the pendants away?
"Qiu Hong, stop right there!"
Old Man Zi Xu swiftly collected his thoughts and unleashed his god force. His thunderous voice echoed across the valley. As for Qin Nan, he did not stop there. He was about to take out the pendants.
"Qiu Hong, if you don't want your master and your fellow disciples to die here, stop right there and hand over all the pendants!"
Old Man Zi Xu's voice turned icy.
"Mm?"
Qin Nan frowned as he halted in his tracks and turned his head toward the source of the voice.
"Kneel down!"
Han Mingli, Jiang Dingshan, and Yang Bailong each pushed three figures forward and yelled. Under the suppression of their auras, the nine figures groaned and dropped to their knees heavily on the ground.
Among the nine figures, eight of them were in the Martial Ancestor Realm. The last one was an old man with sharp eyebrows who was in the half-Martial Monarch Realm.
The nine of them were covered in blood with wounds on their faces. They were not emitting any aura. It was obvious that their cultivations had been sealed.
When the Patriarchs of the three factions were discussing how to deal with Old Man Chan Ming, they had captured the Patriarch and the elders of Qiu Hong's faction who were related to him as a safety precaution.
If Qiu Hong was not an orphan, they would have captured his parents and relatives.
"Qiu Hong..."
The nine figures' dull eyes immediately flickered with life when they saw Qin Nan.
"Master and his fellow disciples?"
Qin Nan was slightly startled after seeing this. For some reason, even though he had completely refined the body, his heart was filled with an indescribable complicated feeling.
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