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Chapter 2560

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"Well … why don't we wait for our patriarchs to arrive before making a decision?"

The eight prodigies named by Ning Qi chuckled awkwardly.

The sight of Ning Qi cutting down the tortoise-riding old man with a single swing of his sword had made them lose their confidence as prodigies.

Still, for the sake of their lives, they wanted to try and see if they could buy some time.

"Oh, so you won't have to sit on the chairs when your patriarchs arrive? That won't do, will it? "

Ning Qi said with a faint smile.

It was only then that the eight realized that Ning Qi had a point. Even their patriarchs might not be a match for Ning Qi!

Thinking of that, the eight of them shyly walked to the bronze chairs and sat down. During this process, everyone's expressions were very solemn. They wanted to see what would happen next. In the end, the nine bronze chairs were all occupied, but there was no change.

"Little friend, it seems that your guess is also wrong. Perhaps these nine bronze chairs were placed here for people to rest on."

The tortoise-riding old man laughed awkwardly and rose. The other eight promptly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if they had just escaped from a disaster. It was then that the other bronze doors opened one after another, with figures entering the hall. It appeared that they had also noticed that there were no seals on the bronze doors, and that they could open them as long as they had enough strength.

It was as if the owner of the tomb was playing a joke on them.

There were a thousand bronze doors here, and behind each were dozens to hundreds of immortals. Almost a hundred thousand figures poured in at once, but the hall did not appear crowded at all. Ning Qi looked around and found several familiar faces, but familiar Grand Luo such as Li Xin, Ying Zhenxuan, Old Man Mystic Sword, Qi Yao, Patriarch Stone River, the Ten Sovereigns, and Elder Pei were not among them. The number of people here was much fewer than those who entered.

Perhaps, there were several more halls like this?

The eight prodigies who were forced to sit on the bronze chairs by Ning Qi each sought out their own patriarchs and hid behind them, their lips moving as they clearly informed them of what had happened.

The tortoise-riding old man breathed a sigh of relief at the sudden arrival of over a hundred Grand Luo. He dared not stand too close to Ning Qi, and instead found a few familiar Grand Luo to stand with.

There was still a hint of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes as he looked at Ning Qi.

"He's here too …"

Li Si and Bai Shengxue exchanged glances.

The two of them stood a short distance away from Ji Wuliu. Seeing that Ning Qi had already appeared in the large hall, they could not help but suspect that Ning Qi had already taken away some sort of opportunity.

As for the other Grand Luo who had entered with them, none of them were present.

"Ning Beixuan arrived earlier than us?"

"Apart from the nine bronze chairs, there's nothing else in this huge hall. Could it be that a Dao Artifact has already fallen into his hands …"

This time, the Grand Luo present looked at Ning Qi with complicated gazes. There was doubt and fear. They were all present on the day Ning Qi slew White Bone, which was why even if they were doubtful, they would not say it right away and draw Ning Qi's hostility. Instead, they would wait for others to speak up.

"Brother Ji, there are only these nine bronze chairs here. Your Yi Xuan Sect is the most knowledgeable. I wonder why the owner of the tomb placed these nine bronze chairs here?"

An extremely tall burly man with a hint of immortal beast aura spoke to Ji Wuliu. As he spoke, he glanced at Ning Qi with an inexplicable expression.

Ning Qi took a look at the burly man's attributes and found that he was a Middle-stage Perfected Golden Immortal. Although he did not know how many Dao fruits he had, he was certain that he was not an immortal, but an immortal beast in human form.

Immortal beasts had bloodline legacies and were born extremely powerful. Different species and bloodlines would result in different cultivations that could take human form.

Some immortal beasts might not even be able to take human form even when they reached the level of Primordial Unity True Immortal.

Unlike demonic cultivators, the bloodline of demonic beasts was very ordinary. They were ordinary beasts that obtained opportunities and embarked on the path of cultivation, becoming known as Demonic Immortals.

There were not many Demonic Immortals and immortal beasts on the homeworld, and most of them had yet to become Grand Luo. However, Ning Qi had heard that in places like the Langya Mystic Realm, the number of Demonic Immortals and Immortal Beasts was not much lower than that of immortals.

Moreover, the two did not belong to the same faction, and basically did not see eye to eye with each other. Hence, among the hundred or so Grand Luo present, only the burly man was an immortal beast, while the rest were ordinary immortals.

"This might be a formation."

Ji Wuliu smiled faintly.

"A formation, huh? But they don't have the aura that a formation should have. "

The burly man frowned.

"Because it's not complete." Ji Wuliu walked up to the bronze chair and glanced at it, saying with some emotion, "The spirit materials used to build this chair have disappeared from the immortal realm for many years. I didn't expect to see them here. It's clear that the owner of this tomb lived for a very long time, and this homeworld is said to be the birthplace of immortals.

There must be a reason for that. "

The eyes of the Grand Luo present lit up when he heard that. Since these spiritual materials had disappeared from the Immortal Realm for so many years, they must be extremely valuable items. If they were to take them away and smelt them into the original spiritual materials, they might be able to forge powerful sage items! However, the strong man's mind was not on the Spiritual Materials. Instead, he said thoughtfully, "Brother Ji, according to what you said, this formation is not complete. Presumably, there are other similar bronze chairs in other places in the Tomb of the God of Sin. Only with the addition of them can the formation be complete? If it's a formation …

Then is it a killing formation or a warp formation? "

"It must be a killing formation or a warp formation."

Ji Wuliu smiled.

"If that's the case, we'll know once we test it."

The burly man's eyes twitched. The Grand Luo present shared a glance, knowing what the burly man meant. As for those below Grand Luo, they were not worried at all since their Patriarchs were beside them, but those without had a sour look on their faces. If they were going to test it, someone had to sit on it. And a candidate.

It would probably have to be chosen from among them.

Ji Wuliu himself had said that it could be a killing formation or a warp formation, and one could imagine how great the risk involved was!

"Well … we've tried it just now, but there was no reaction at all …"

The turtle-riding old man's eyes twitched and he suddenly spoke.

"Have you?"

Ji Wuliu smiled.

"What's the harm in trying again?"

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