The bronze door was half-open and half-closed. The huge gap was big enough for the Gods to step through. It was only after they entered that they noticed that the interior of the Devil Tomb was so huge that it exceeded the imagination of Fang Xing and the others. As soon as they stepped into it, a winding path entered their eyes, and they didn't know how deep it was. There was no light in the surroundings, so all the cultivators could only rely on their Divine Sense to discern everything in the surroundings. However, even their Divine Sense was completely suppressed by the formidable Devil Qi within the enormous cavern, and it was unable to extend a few thousand kilometers out of their bodies. At most, they could only explore an area of a few hundred meters like a mortal. It could be said to be extremely strange …
Fortunately, the Devil Qi was invisible and did not have any malicious intent. It did not take the initiative to attack the group of Divine Palace Little Saints.
It was like a piercingly cold winter. When there was wind and when there wasn't wind, the feeling of terror was completely different. When the devilish qi hadn't moved, Fang Xing and the others were still able to resist it by relying on their own cultivations, but once the devilish qi moved, it would probably be extremely difficult for them to resist it …
"Is this the big tomb of the Heavenly Devil?"
After entering the tomb, the Little Saints of the Divine Court also focused their attention. Hua Mi 'er seemed to be afraid of disturbing something, so she whispered.
"Be quiet. Don't talk nonsense when you're here, lest you disturb something!"
Twin, the Divine Son of the Ye Clan, shouted in a low voice. His expression was extremely solemn and even a hint of fear.
"Yes!"
Hua Mi 'er was startled and hurriedly closed her mouth. There was a lingering fear in her eyes.
When the others heard this, they stopped talking. After experiencing the Battlefield of Gods and Demons outside, it would be a lie to say that they did not admire the Divine Son of the Ye Clan. He first pretended to be gentle and used filial piety to force the Immortal Alliance to allow them to enter the Battlefield of Gods and Demons. Then, he pretended to be courteous and coaxed so many people to follow him into the depths of the Battlefield of Gods and Demons. In the end, he immediately lured the Immortal Army into the range of the Immortal Burying Cloud and resisted the power of the Immortal Burying Cloud with his own strength …
Later, they used the Immortal Soldiers of the Union of Immortals and the corpses of the God Race creatures as sacrifices to divert the power of the Immortal Burial Devil Cloud. Thus, they got such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to break into the mysterious area under the Immortal Burial Slope. All of them were resourceful and brave, not a single step was wrong. It was really beautiful. Even Fang Xing could not help but think, who said that the God Race creatures only had force but no brains?
If the Celestial Tribe had a few more cunning people like him, the Immortals would not have been able to enslave them so easily.
"Heavenly Reaching Young Lord, please …"
After lecturing Hua Mi 'er, the divine son of the Ye Clan turned around and looked at Fang Xing as he spoke quietly.
"What?"
Fang Xing, who was squatting behind and picking his ears as if nothing had happened, was startled and rolled his eyes at the Divine Son of the Ye Clan.
"Before I left, the Divine Master summoned me alone and told me that I would be in charge of everything outside the Immortal Burying Slope. However, after entering the Immortal Burying Slope, the Heavenly Reaching Young Lord will be the vanguard, followed by the Fourth Prince and His Highness Ao Gu. We will hide behind them, lest our aura alarms some unnecessary existences. But don't worry, Heavenly Reaching Young Lord. Even if you alarm some restrictive spells, we will help you remove them. In short, we will lead you safely into the depths of this area …"
"You want me to be the vanguard?"
Fang Xing stared blankly for a moment before understanding what was going on.
When he was in the Primitive Bone Palace, he had talked with the Primitive Old Dragon King and Young Divine King Ao Gu. The Divine Lord was looking for the legendary Investiture of the Gods, which was related to the luck of Tian Yuan and even the Great Immortal World. However, although the Divine Lord wanted it, he didn't have the qualification to do so. If he tried to take it by force, he might disturb the God item and make it disappear without a trace. Therefore, he summoned the young geniuses of the Divine Palace and some geniuses of the living beings of Tian Yuan, asking them to take this trip for him …
These Divine Race Minor Saints who had yet to be bestowed with the title of King were merely at the level of Crossing Tribulation or True Immortal. They were not powerful enough to alarm the Investiture of the Gods. On the other hand, most of the geniuses of the younger generation of the Heavenly Origin Sect were on the Investiture of the Gods. Only such people were qualified to approach the Investiture of the Gods. The arrangement of the Divine Court was the same. Even though the Divine Son of the Ye Clan was powerful, he dared not walk in front. He could only recommend Fang Xing to walk in front. The difference between the two was mysterious but it was not hard to understand. If there was any Prohibition Formation in front of them that was triggered by Fang Xing, they could still break it together. However, if they were alarmed by the Divine Race, the divine item inside might escape.
"That's interesting!"
When Fang Xing heard this, he let out a chuckle. He didn't stand on ceremony and slowly walked to the front.
"Tongtian Little Lord, now that we are here, we are all in the same boat. I hope you … can be careful!"
The Divine Son of the Ye Clan said softly and then glanced at the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm.
His slight movement hinted at his threat. After all, the Small Celestial Realm still held Fang Xing's weakness.
"Haha, don't worry, I will be careful!"
Fang Xing chuckled and was about to summon the Skull to enter the Divine Palace. After all, it was safer to hide in the Small World in such a dangerous place. However, he was surprised to find that he could not open the Skull at this time. He was stunned for a while and then suddenly realized that the Demonic Sky Tomb was also a Small World. Its power had suppressed Fang Xing's Divine Palace and blocked the passage to the Divine Palace. In this way, he could not enter the Divine Palace and the Little Yaochi Princess could not come out.
Helpless, he could only sigh and shrink the skull to the size of a fist. Then, he used the Immortal-Binding Rope to pass through the skull's eye socket and tied it to his belt. Fortunately, after the skull had fused with the Divine Palace, it already had the ability to change its size.
Fang Xing took the lead and walked down the huge stone steps. Behind him were the Fourth Prince Ao Kuang and Young Divine King Ao Gu. Behind them were the Divine Son of the Ye Clan, Hua Mi 'er, Fu Shan Zi, Li Huo and the others. Behind them was the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm, Xiong Dao. The group of people vaguely formed a battle formation with Fang Xing as the leader and the others as the flanks and the rear …
The underground cave was dark and gloomy, filled with dense Demonic Qi and dead silence. It really made people feel as if they were walking on thin ice …
"Sister, you …"
As they were walking, the group of people's attention was on the cauldron. Suddenly, a loud voice was heard in front of them.
The group of Divine Palace Little Saints shuddered in fear. The Divine Son of the Ye Clan extended a huge wing in front of Fang Xing and protected him. The other Little Saints also felt their aura condense into a big umbrella above Fang Xing's head. If there was any danger, they would be able to help Fang Xing resolve the danger at the first moment.
After waiting for a while, there was no response except for the faint Demonic Qi around them. The Little Saints immediately looked at Fang Xing with a strange expression.
"Hehe, what's with such a big reaction? You scared me …"
Fang Xing turned around with a cheeky smile on his face and looked at the Little Saints. He seemed to be wary of them.
"F * ck, you're the one who scared us …"
The Minor Saints who had goosebumps all over their bodies realized that it was Fang Xing who roared just now. Each and every one of them was enraged. Even Little Divine King Ao Gu looked at Fang Xing with an unfriendly gaze. Under such a dangerous environment, Fang Xing's sudden roar was indeed frightening. Those with weaker cultivation base would probably be scared to death by his roar …
"What are you trying to do?"
Hua Mi 'er was a little timid after all. She couldn't help but look at Fang Xing and scolded him.
"I … I'm singing a mountain song!"
Fang Xing looked wronged as he looked at Hua Mi 'er innocently.
"You … you want to sing a mountain song in this damn place?"
Hua Mi 'er was so angry that her face changed. She was scolded by the Divine Son of the Ye Clan for speaking a little too loudly just now. How could this bastard still have the mood to sing a mountain song? This was simply a slap to the face of her and the Divine Son of the Ye Clan. He was looking for trouble!
"This is why I want to sing a mountain song in this place. You're all following behind me while I'm walking in front. It's so dark in the middle of winter. Do you think I'm not afraid? I'm just singing a mountain song to boost my courage. If you're not willing, why don't you walk in front?"
Fang Xing immediately turned hostile and his words made Hua Mi 'er speechless.
You're a cultivator in the Third Heaven Tribulation Stage. You're telling me that you're timid and want to sing a mountain song to boost your courage?
"Stop fooling around. Let's move forward!"
The Divine Son of the Ye Clan said coldly and interrupted Hua Mi 'er's complaint.
He had naturally discerned long ago that Fang Xing was probing whether they would really protect him when they encountered danger. Coupled with the fact that Fang Xing had the intention of pestering them endlessly, he was unwilling to argue with Fang Xing any longer, so he coldly spoke out to stop Fang Xing and continued forward.
"Can I sing a mountain song then?"
Fang Xing didn't give up and asked the Divine Son of the Ye Clan with a smile.
The Divine Son of the Ye Clan's calm eyes were almost overflowing with fire. He glanced coldly at Fang Xing.
However, Fang Xing wasn't afraid of him at all. He looked back at the Divine Son with a faint smile …
"Keep your voice down …"
In the end, it was the Divine Son of the Ye Clan who suppressed his anger and said slowly.
He could already guess what the devil would say if he didn't agree …
"Then I'm relieved …"
Fang Xing laughed out loud and didn't pester him anymore. He walked forward with his hands behind his back. As he strode forward, he hummed, "Grandpa, I'm walking forward boldly. Ah, I'm walking forward … Grandsons, keep up with me, keep up …"
This time, his voice wasn't loud, but what was he singing? It made the faces of the people following him turn pale. Even Little Divine King Ao Gu had the urge to strangle him, especially Fu Shanzi, the Sun Trampling Little Lord who hated Fang Xing the most. He was so angry that his eyes were almost spewing fire and his veins were bulging. After holding it in for a long time, he finally shouted, "You b * stard …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Fang Xing, who was walking in front, suddenly kicked a pebble. The pebble hit a restriction on the stone wall in front of him. With a loud bang, Devil Qi gathered in the surrounding void and turned into a huge devil god. It slashed at the restriction, causing stone chips to fly everywhere. Zhu Xiu's expression changed drastically …
"Bastard, I told you not to speak so loudly. Didn't you hear me?"
Fang Xing turned around angrily and cursed at Fu Shanzi, the Little Saint Treading Sun.
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