Translated by: Hypersheep325 Edited by: Michyrr The atmosphere was so tense that one could hear a pin drop.
The second-generation zombie, who was right next to them, was like the Sword of Damocles that was hanging above everybody's head, ready to slash down at any moment and push everybody into a boundless abyss.
Above the red steps, around the throne, the atmosphere maintained a subtle balance. No one dared to make a move. The second-generation successor looked suspiciously at the crowd, but he made no further moves. But even so, none of them dared to be careless.
"Hurry!"
The Demonic Emperor Old Man urged.
Standing here was like being roasted by fire. It was far too dangerous. The urgent task at hand was to leave as quickly as possible and enter that passage. Chief Wushang was the first to move, followed by Jili Laozu and Wang Chong. Everything was the same as before, but the third-generation successor, who had been scouting ahead, was now at the very back to guard against any possible attack from the second-generation successor.
Everyone cooperated with each other and moved carefully. One by one, they passed through safely. The entire process was more daunting than dangerous. Apart from glancing at them as they moved, the second generation successor didn't do anything out of the ordinary.
But when Jili Laozu was halfway through, something completely unexpected happened.
"Rumble!"
All of a sudden, without any sign, the earth and sky shook. The entire underground palace, including the entire metal ore vein, began to shake violently as if an invisible hand was shaking the entire ore vein.
Not only that, but at the same time as the ground shook, everyone heard a deafening sound of a giant machine.
It's the Origin Immortal Villagers!
Wang Chong's heart chilled as this thought flitted through his mind.
Wang Chong was no stranger to these massive tremors and clattering mechanisms. He had heard them at least three times in the underground river. It seemed like the Origin Immortal Villagers were using the massive mechanisms of the mine to deal with the men in black.
Back in the underground river, Wang Chong didn't have much of a reaction. But now, Wang Chong suddenly had an extremely ill foreboding.
"Not good! Be careful! "
Suddenly, a cry of alarm rang out in Wang Chong's mind.
"Falling rocks!"
Rumble! Just then, a violent sound of something tearing through the air came from above. The few of them raised their heads and saw that the ceiling of the underground palace seemed to be affected by the tremors. Pieces of ore were falling in their direction. Above the stairway where the four of them were, more than forty large and small ores with distinct edges and corners rolled and smashed in their direction.
One of them had a diameter of more than two meters and was larger than a human. It seemed to weigh at least six to seven thousand kilograms. Suddenly, it collapsed from the top of the cave, dragging a dozen other rocks along with it. It rolled and tumbled at an alarming speed toward Jili Laozu. Wang Chong and the Evil Emperor were also caught in the blast.
In an instant, everyone's expressions changed.
The plan could not keep up with the changes. This was a scene that no one had expected.
Boom!
Almost instinctively, Jili Laozu raised his palm and was about to smash it at the rock overhead. Against such a heavy rock, even a martial artist would be doomed if he didn't use his energy. But before he could do anything, boom! In a flash of golden light, an arm rose up and shattered the falling rocks.
The third-generation successor under Wang Chong's control had finally struck!
Rather than letting Jili Laozu strike, it was better to let the third-generation successor do it.
"Chong-er …"
Behind Wang Chong, the Evil Emperor's lips trembled as if he wanted to say something, but it was too late.
Boom!
Almost at the same time that the boulder was smashed, the mountain range trembled. An astonishing, never-before-seen aura gushed out with a momentum that could devour the heavens and the seas. It was as if the sun was shining down on all things, radiating across the entire void. This aura contained an enormous pressure. As soon as it appeared, it was as if ten thousand horses were marching in unison, instantly filling every corner of the underground palace.
Chief Of Wushang, Jili Laozu, Wang Chong, and the Evil Emperor all stiffened, the blood draining from their faces.
What they had been most worried about had finally happened. The trembling of the mine, the falling rocks, and the third-generation successor's attack had finally alarmed the second-generation successor standing next to the white jade throne.
Kaclack! The sound of bones cracking could be heard as the second-generation successor suddenly turned around, his dim eyes blazing with a dazzling radiance as he stared at Wang Chong's group.
Not only that, the second-generation successor's body exploded with golden light, and the golden flames that had only been several feet long instantly expanded to several dozen feet. Even space itself began to distort, and the second-generation successor's body began to grow blurry.
The aura erupting from his body instantly surpassed that of the third-generation successor and directly entered the Subtle realm. Boom! The symbol of the Origin Immortal Art, the Thirty-Three Heavens, appeared behind the second-generation successor.
But unlike the third-generation successor, the "33 Heavens" behind the second-generation successor was vast and vast. Its top actually sank directly into the ceiling of the underground palace, making it impossible to see how heavy his "33 Heavens" was.
The moment the Thirty-Three Heavens appeared, there was a series of metallic clangs as the second-generation's golden light transformed into countless golden compasses. In the blink of an eye, they had transformed into a fortress of compasses that completely dwarfed the third-generation successor.
Both of them were golden compasses, but the third-generation's only seemed exquisite and beautiful, while the second-generation's … had become so solid that it seemed to be cast from Stellar Energy. In this aspect alone, the second-generation successor was much stronger than the third-generation successor.
Silence!
Absolute silence!
At this moment, everyone felt an intense sense of danger.
"This is troublesome!"
Wang Chong's eyes widened. Rocks were still falling from the ceiling, but no one cared. All of a sudden, the Second Successor had become the most dangerous existence in the world. That kind of terrifying pressure caused one's heart to explode, their scalps to go numb, and even their breathing to stop.
Plans had failed to keep up with the changes, and the sudden falling rocks had put everyone in danger.
The powerful aura emanating from the Second Generation King made him seem like a god. At this point, he left his throne and began to stride toward the group of cultivators.
That simple step seemed to carry the weight of ten thousand catties, and it shook the entire hall to the point of buzzing and trembling.
Just as he was about to advance, he opened his wrist. Clang! The ceiling of the underground palace caved in, and an ancient sword around four feet in length with engravings in the style of the Western Han Dynasty suddenly fell down amidst an astonishing dragon roar. Halfway down, the sword suddenly accelerated, piercing through the golden light like a bolt of lightning and landing in the second-generation successor's hand.
It's a weapon he used before!
With a flash of understanding, Wang Chong immediately understood.
The 'Thirty-Three Heavens' on the backs of the Origin Immortal Art successors could transform into weapons.
The third-generation successor's Thirty-Three Heavens could transform into a powerful golden halberd, but the second-generation successor was not using the Thirty-Three Heavens, but a sword around four feet long.
But even so, the sense of danger in Wang Chong's heart did not lessen. On the contrary, the moment the sword appeared, it intensified to the extreme.
The fact that the second-generation successor was not using the Thirty-Three Heavens but a four-foot-long sword could only mean one thing: he had an extremely unique cultivation in the Sword Dao, one that was even more terrifying than the Thirty-Three Heavens weapons.
The second-generation successor taking out his sword was a sign that he was ready to attack. Wang Chong's heart instantly tensed up.
Stellar Energy revolved in Wang Chong's body as he prepared to strike at a moment's notice.
But even the combined cultivation of the four of them and the third-generation successor were no match for the second-generation successor.
Swords were drawn on the Imperial Steps, and the atmosphere was tense.
Chief Of Wushang, Jili Laozu, and the Evil Emperor were as tense as a bowstring, ready to plunge into battle at any moment.
Bang!
There was another massive boom. After summoning the sword he had used in life, the second-generation successor stepped forward without the slightest hesitation.
As he gripped the sword, the second-generation successor's aura became even sharper and more frightening.
At this moment, Wang Chong was the first to bear the brunt of the second-generation successor's pressure. The two of them were now less than three feet apart. The vast golden light pressed down on everyone like a tidal wave.
The only thing Wang Chong could do at this moment was control the third-generation successor, pushing his Origin Immortal Stellar Energy to the limit so that he could repel the third-generation successor's power.
Once the second-generation successor's Origin Immortal Stellar Energy engulfed the trio, their auras would be completely exposed to the second-generation successor's senses.
"Prepare to strike! This battle is unavoidable! "
Jili Laozu said through clenched teeth. His mind rippled in the minds of the other three.
A single third-generation successor was enough to render them helpless. Jili Laozu didn't even dare to imagine just how powerful this second-generation successor would be when he attacked! But at this moment, everyone had no way out.
"Wait! Now is not the time to strike! "
The Demonic Emperor Old Man said at almost the same time. His eyes were fixed forward, his expression unprecedentedly grave.
"If the second-generation successor sensed us, he would have already struck. It's clear that he's not sure, but he has sensed something. We can't strike until the last moment! "
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