Outside the mausoleum, numerous figures flew through the air, each of them exuding a terrifying aura. They were all Demon King level powerhouses, and there was no lack of peak Demon King level powerhouses among them.
Soon after, a huge flying beast flew over from the distant horizon. It was as swift as lightning, and it swept up a powerful dark storm as it descended with the power to destroy mountains. The boundless might directly caused the other Demon King level experts to have solemn expressions.
Domineering!
The flying beast's posture was very domineering. It landed directly above the mausoleum, as if it wanted to dominate everything.
The Demon Kings' expressions turned serious, but they didn't rush up. It was because they recognized the identity of the newcomer, or rather, the origin of the newcomer.
It was a great aristocrat from the Imperial Capital.
A young man and two middle-aged men with cold expressions.
"Let's go." The young man jumped down from the back of the flying beast. His expression was indifferent, completely ignoring the other Demon King level powerhouses. He stepped into the first floor of the mausoleum, and the two middle-aged men with cold expressions followed behind him.
"If I'm not wrong, that person should be from the Shumu Clan of the Imperial Capital," a Demon King level powerhouse said in a low voice.
"Shumu Clan!" A series of exclamations rang out.
"Could it be the Shumu Clan that is known as the second great clan in the Imperial Capital?"
"This person is so young, but he's already a Demon King level powerhouse. He even has two peak Demon Kings following him. He must be the second young master of the Shumu Clan, Shu Muyuan."
"Shu Muyuan, that famous genius of the younger generation in the Imperial Capital?"
He was a peak genius himself, and he also had a great power behind him. It wasn't easy to provoke him.
However, the Demon Kings didn't plan to leave. Since they were already here, they had to enter the mausoleum no matter what. This was the mausoleum of the first Demon Emperor ten thousand years ago, Demon Emperor Xing Gu, and his two followers. There might even be the inheritance of the three great Demon Emperors.
Even if they couldn't get the inheritance, it would be good if they could get some treasures.
One by one, the Demon Kings moved and entered the fifth floor of the mausoleum, heading towards the fourth floor. On the fourth floor, they saw Demon Emperor Xing Gu's message on the stone tablet and were shocked by the words on it.
Very direct words, very arrogant words.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely be dismissed as arrogant beyond belief. However, the person who had left this message was Demon Emperor Xing Gu, who was known as the most powerful Demon Emperor who could suppress an entire era.
It was normal for the strongest Demon Emperor to be so arrogant, not to mention that Demon Emperor Xing Gu's personality was just as rumored.
This time, no one was scared off by Devil Emperor Xing Gu's message. Since they had come here after hearing the news, they were already prepared, unlike the devil kings who were hesitating for the first time.
When they stepped into the third floor, they saw thousands of demonic beast statues. They were attacked by the demonic beast statues. However, the strength of these demonic beast statues was limited. They were only at the pinnacle of the Devil Overlord realm. Facing the Devil Kings, they were defeated quickly.
Shu Muyuan didn't make a move. He strolled around leisurely. The ones who made a move were the two middle-aged men with fierce expressions on their faces. These two were peak-stage Devil Kings. Every move they made was filled with terrifying might, directly shattering the demonic beast statues that attacked them.
The strength of a peak-stage Devil King was extremely tyrannical. Under the situation where they didn't intentionally conceal their strength, the might of each of their attacks was extremely terrifying. Although the demonic beast statues were as strong as ordinary Devil Kings, they still couldn't resist.
Stop.
Not long after, the thousands of demonic beast statues were all shattered. Four doors appeared on the walls.
Shu Muyuan stepped into one of the doors. The two peak-stage Devil Kings turned back and stared at him. Their cold eyes contained an indescribable threat as they swept past the other devil kings, causing them to involuntarily halt their steps, not daring to continue forward.
Warning!
That was a warning to them not to follow, not to enter the same door as them.
It was just so direct and so tyrannical.
Anger?
Anger was for sure, but there was no need for it. Those who could cultivate to the level of a Devil King had experienced a lot and understood the trade-offs.
Shu Muyuan was also aware of the choice of those devil kings. A faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth. It was a faint smile, as if he didn't care about anything, but also as if it was a mocking smile.
He didn't care about those devil kings because he was Shu Muyuan, the second young master of the great aristocratic Shumu Clan. He was a famous heaven's pride in the Shumu Clan. In the entire imperial capital of the Dark Sky Empire, he was also a famous peak-stage heaven's pride. There were very few who could be comparable to him.
Since that was the case, how could those devil kings from the tribes enter his eyes? Unless they were peak-stage Devil Kings, he would at least give them a second glance. But that was it. It should be known that in the Shumu Clan, there were many peak-stage Devil Kings, and even Devil Emperor level powerhouses existed.
Shu Muyuan's superior environment and his own extraordinary talent from a young age made him have a higher standard.
When all the devil kings stepped into the four doors, the doors closed. However, those demonic beast statues that had been destroyed did not return to their original state this time. They were still scattered on the ground like trash, as if they had lost all their vitality.
This was because Devil Emperor Zhui Ming had been killed. Devil Emperor Zhui Ming Ming had turned himself into a demonic puppet to maintain everything in this mausoleum. But now, he had been killed by Chen Zong and the other two. Without the master, everything here would gradually become ineffective.
The devil kings continued to move forward, and then they were attacked by new demonic puppets. Among them, the peak-stage Devil Kings were more powerful. After defeating the demonic puppets, they continued to move forward. When they reached the main hall, they saw the broken throne and part of the collapsed walls, as well as the broken bodies of the demonic puppets.
"Young master, someone has been here before us." One of Shu Muyuan's guards glanced over and then said, "It was about an hour ago."
"Search." Shu Muyuan only said one word.
Soon, the two subordinates began to search. With a series of cracking sounds, the stairs appeared once again, one leading up and one leading down.
"There are three people going down the stairs." Another guard immediately pointed down the stairs and said.
Shu Muyuan's eyes flashed with a glint of interest. Of course, he was more interested in the treasures of Demon Emperor Zhui Ming. The first three people to enter this place might have already obtained the treasures or even the inheritance of Demon Emperor Zhui Ming.
Even though Shu Muyuan was of noble birth and was from the Tian Clan, the inheritance and treasures of a Demon Emperor were still extremely attractive to him.
…
The fourth level of the Devil Emperor's mausoleum belonged to the Blood Sword Devil Emperor.
Combining all the information he had heard before, the Blood Sword Devil Emperor and Demon Emperor Zhui Ming were both followers of Demon Emperor Zhui Ming. It was said that the Blood Sword Devil Emperor challenged Demon Emperor Zhui Ming and was defeated by Demon Emperor Zhui Ming in the end. After that, the Blood Sword Devil Emperor submitted to Demon Emperor Zhui Ming.
Demon Emperor Zhui Ming was a Devil Puppet Grandmaster and had extremely high attainments in the Devil Puppet Dao. Even his body was modified into a Devil Puppet Body. How shocking was that? As for the Blood Sword Devil Emperor, he was an expert in the Sword Dao.
When they found out that the Blood Sword Devil Emperor was an expert in the Sword Dao, Chen Zong and Jing Wuxue were very interested because they were both sword cultivators.
Sword cultivators were interested in experts, but they were even more interested in experts in the Sword Dao.
In fact, Bai Yi could leave because the transaction was completed. However, he still wanted to go with them because he wanted to obtain more treasures.
Stepping into the Blood Sword Devil Emperor's mausoleum, Chen Zong and the other two were extremely vigilant and prepared to deal with any danger. However, unexpectedly, they didn't encounter any danger.
This was somewhat unexpected. After all, they had encountered a lot of Devil Puppets in the Devil Emperor's mausoleum, and each time, they were stronger than the last.
Even so, the three of them didn't let down their guard. As they walked, they carefully looked for any treasures or so-called keys. The three of them didn't manage to obtain the key of the Devil Emperor.
There was only one path, unlike the mausoleum of the Soul-Chasing Demon Emperor, which had all sorts of paths and doors. The three of them continued to advance along this path. They could feel that the path was not straight, but rather somewhat curved. It felt as though they were moving around a square, moving inwards until they finally reached the centermost point.
Sword!
In the center of the mausoleum, there was only one sword. It was a blood-red sword. The sword wasn't big, only about the size of a palm. As it flickered with a red light, it seemed like there was a layer of blood flowing slowly around it.
Traces of mysterious fluctuations were constantly emitted from the small sword that seemed to be wrapped in blood and emitted a dense bloody light.
In the mausoleum, there was nothing else except for the small sword. Chen Zong and the other two couldn't help but look at each other.
When Chen Zong and the other two approached the blood red sword, the blood red sword suddenly shone brightly, and a blurry figure appeared within the blood red light. It was a figure that was completely blood-red. Its eyes were pitch-black, but they seemed to contain strands of blood-red light. It was extremely shocking.
"You're here?" The blood-red figure spoke. There was an indescribable feeling in his voice. It seemed to be a very gentle voice, but for some reason, it gave Chen Zong and the other two a hysterical feeling, as if he was going crazy. "This is one of the two keys to open the mausoleum of the Devil Emperor Xing Gu. Take it, go to the mausoleum of the Devil Emperor Xing Gu. All the inheritance and treasures of my Blood Sword are in the mausoleum of the Devil Emperor Xing Gu. Go … go …"
Laughter, laughter, that laughter sounded even crazier, as if he was a lunatic.
Chen Zong and the other two were even more confused.
This was the Blood Sword Devil Emperor?
Why would he leave his inheritance and treasures in the mausoleum of the Devil Emperor Xing Gu?
What was the purpose of doing this?
Moreover, he had placed one of the two keys to open the mausoleum of the Devil Emperor Xing Gu so casually and directly handed it to someone else?
It felt like he didn't play by the rules.
But since the key was here, it should be taken away. Otherwise, it would be a waste.
"Brother Chen, take it." Bai Yi said. Jing Wuxue didn't have any objections.
Chen Zong nodded and immediately walked towards the small blood sword. As he focused his eyes, Mixed Yuan Heart Force spread out and transformed into an invisible hand that grabbed the small blood sword. After which, the hand grabbed the small blood sword without any ripples.
One of the two keys was obtained so easily.
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