A terrible rhythmic aura emerged from the corpse king and swept out directly. For a time, the world was once again surrounded by rhythmic rhythm, turning into a field of rhythmic rhythm.
Wisps of rhythmic rhythm descended directly into everyone's eardrums and penetrated into their spiritual souls. Even those powerful existences who had survived the second Divine Tribulation of the Great Path felt their spiritual souls tremble at this moment.
"Buzz!" The rhythmic fluctuations continued to spread out from the corpse king's body. It was as if the corpse king's body was nothing more than a primer. In a short moment, the vast land was shrouded by the rhythmic will.
As the music rang out, every single beating note seemed to contain boundless sorrow.
"Divine Requiem." Lord Luo's expression was solemn, with a hint of piety. Then, he sat cross-legged directly in this space of nothingness, listening carefully.
Although this Divine Requiem was terrible, it was a great blessing in itself to be able to hear the lost Divine Requiem with one's own ears. Moreover, this Divine Requiem was very likely to be played by Shenyin the Great himself. Even if he was not here in person, he existed here in another form and played this amazing divine song.
As a Rhythmic Sorcery cultivator, Lord Luo did not deliberately block the Divine Requiem even though he had to withstand the terrifying Rhythmic Sorcery attacks here. Instead, he let nature take its course and wanted to feel what kind of Divine Requiem the Divine Requiem was.
Moreover, because he cultivated the Way of Rhythm, he naturally had a stronger resistance than others.
Of course, even if Lord Luo deliberately resisted, it would be useless. The Divine Requiem directly covered the vast space, resounding through this corner of the sky, drilling into everyone's eardrums and seeping into their spiritual souls. Even if they wanted to hide, they could not.
Those major figureheads who had retreated sat cross-legged and wanted to close their six senses, but it was useless. When the Divine Requiem came out, it brought with it endless sorrow. They were quickly invaded by the will of the Divine Requiem and entered into the artistic conception. They even forgot where they were and entered into an extremely sad situation of their own imagination.
When the Divine Requiem came out, all worlds mourned.
Although his spiritual soul was in the body of Shenjia the Great Emperor, it was still impossible for him to resist the invasion of the Divine Melody. The rhythm seeped directly into his spiritual soul, and the strong sense of sadness reappeared, making him feel despair, endless emptiness, and endless sorrow. This kind of emotion was magnified to the point that it could make people lose control of their will and completely fall into it. They would be immersed in extreme sorrow and unable to extricate themselves, destroying their will.
Even those who had survived the second Divine Tribulation of the Great Path were strongly affected. They looked at the corpse king in front of them, and the terrifying aura of the Great Path emanated from him. They continued to step forward. They must destroy the other party. Otherwise, they would also be affected by the rhythm and fall into it.
However, as they moved forward, the storm of rhythm became even more frightening. It directly wrapped around their bodies and madly penetrated into their minds. A strong sense of sorrow was born involuntarily, as if it was not controlled by their own will, but by the rhythm.
But existences at this level had strong wills. Even so, they still reached out and pointed at the body of the corpse king. The arm of one of them seemed to penetrate the storm of rhythm, moving forward, penetrating bit by bit until it arrived in front of the corpse king, pointing at the other's physical body.
In other directions, those who had survived two Divine Tribulations of the Great Path also used their own extraordinary means to touch the body of the zombie king at close range. At this moment, the space was completely torn apart and shattered. There was no power that could stop the destruction of that space.
Brilliant light and dark light appeared at the same time, and then the body of the corpse king dissipated bit by bit until it completely dissipated into nothingness. It was destroyed.
"Is it dead?" everyone thought to themselves when they saw this scene.
"That's not right …" Their expressions changed slightly, but they were still sad. The rhythm did not dissipate. It was just a corpse, so even if it was destroyed, it did not mean anything. Previously, the rhythm was only playing through his body.
That peak-level expert who had killed his way to the front lowered his head and glanced at the tomb below. From within the tomb, waves of rhythmic fluctuations permeated out. A person stepped out, and instantly, a heavy pressure descended, causing cracks to appear on the tomb, and it started to split open from the middle.
He wanted to see what was hidden in the tomb.
Although everything that happened before was extremely strange, as if the Great Emperor was really here, he still did not believe that Shenyin the Great was still alive. If so, how could they be so presumptuous here?
Inside this tomb, there might be secrets that they did not know.
The tomb was broken open, and an ancient coffin appeared inside. It was a pure white coffin, and the incomparably terrible rhythm came from this coffin. Even divine spirits could not penetrate it.
This made the cultivators who had survived the second Divine Tribulation become solemn as they stared at this white coffin. Was the corpse of Shenyin the Great inside?
If it was the corpse of the Great Emperor, then where did this rhythm come from?
Why could it be played in this space?
Moreover, the music coming from the coffin did not stop at all. It became more and more intense, making these top cultivators feel illusory. It was as if they were about to fall into that sad emotion.
Boom!
The aura on their bodies was shocking. They stared at the coffin. No matter what, they had to break it open and pry into the secrets inside. If there was really the corpse of the Great Emperor, it would probably be another bloody storm.
Just like before, they attacked the coffin, but the power of the Great Path that burst out would dissipate into nothingness when they got close to the coffin. Just like before, they wanted to break it open with close-range attacks. Some reached out directly toward the coffin, and their bodies penetrated the storm of rhythm and entered it.
Others erupted with astonishing swords that pierced through the storm and went all the way down.
The attacks of these cultivators in the land of the Original Realm were enough to collapse heaven and earth and destroy the Great Path. However, in front of the coffin, they were under unparalleled pressure. It was as if their attacks were blocked, and they could only move forward little by little.
However, they were still getting closer and closer.
Lord Luo opened his eyes and looked over there. His heart was beating violently. It seemed that it was really going to break.
He guessed that the Great Emperor might exist in another form. The actions of these cultivators were already disrespectful to the Great Emperor. If the Great Emperor really existed in another form, he did not know what the consequences would be.
However, these people had already made up their minds, and it was impossible to stop them. Finally, someone's attack arrived and fell on the white coffin. A crisp cracking sound came out, and cracks appeared on the coffin. It seemed that it was not that difficult to break.
Bang!
The white coffin exploded directly. At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on what was inside!
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