Tian Yuan

There is no need for this person to shout, as many powerful people have already discovered it.

In the chaotic space in front of him, there was actually a law channel with no end in sight.

Deep in everyone’s memory, this has definitely never happened before.

"The way to the main tomb?"

Many powerful people stared with their eyes wide open, wanting to take risks, but trying their best to restrain themselves.

Once you lose your way in the chaotic space and encounter danger, no matter how many life-saving methods you use, they will be useless.

"I have a Yin-Yang mirror that can give me a glimpse of the road ahead."

An old woman from the Yuan Gang ancient tribe, with sparse, snow-white hair, a hunched body, and wearing a colorful cloth dress. When she spoke, her black teeth were exposed and her voice was hoarse.

"Fuck!"

The old woman raised her left hand and two mirrors appeared in her palm, one black and one white, from the same vein.

This thing is very peculiar. As long as the two mirrors are not too far apart, the image on one mirror can be projected onto another mirror. It is suitable for most situations.

He raised his hand and threw the black mirror into the space channel, letting it slowly go deeper to find out the situation.

Many people gathered around the old woman, wanting to see what was going on.

The old woman tightly grasped the white mirror and slowly practiced Taoism, but had not yet discovered any danger.

Half an hour passed. Perhaps because the laws of chaos inside were too terrifying, the magic mirror could not project anything and even a crack appeared.

Seeing this, the old woman quickly withdrew her hand and summoned back the black mirror that was protruding into the passage.

"In my opinion, it should be safe inside."

Based on the performance of the mother-and-child mirror, the old woman thought for a while and spoke seriously.

"I have a puppet that can explore the way."

On one side of the crowd, the ancestor of the Purple Moon Ancient Clan no longer hid his intentions. He waved his sleeves and summoned out a ten-foot-tall black humanoid puppet. He then chanted a spell and shouted, "Command!"

"call out--"

The humanoid puppet obeyed the order and rushed into the space channel without hesitation.

The ancestor of the Purple Moon Clan can clearly see the scene inside the passage through the puppet's body. If there is any danger, he will cut off the connection with the puppet at the first moment to prevent backlash.

Many people are waiting, hoping that everything goes well without any obstacles.

After about an hour, Zi Yue Patriarch suddenly opened his eyes and showed a bitter smile. Because of the interference of the law of chaos, he lost contact with the puppet and could not control it.

But before that, there was no trouble.

"Opportunities and dangers coexist, let's take a gamble!"

After thinking it over, the Purple Moon Clan's ancestor made up his mind and made a decision. He gritted his teeth and said. After that, he stepped into the space channel, willing to risk his life for the unknown opportunity in the Emperor's Tomb.

Everyone looked at the situation, looking at each other in confusion, hesitant.

Most people want to get benefits but are unwilling to take the corresponding risks. There is no such good thing in the world.

"I have a feeling there's no danger."

In the vast sea of ​​people, Huang Xingyan whispered to the person next to him.

He is the descendant of Taiwei, and has merged with a drop of Taiwei's life essence and blood. He has a close connection with the Emperor's Tomb, so what he says should be highly credible.

"Walk."

Lao Hei has already abandoned all the elders of the Dragon Clan and stayed with Huang Xingyan and Wu Junyan. He was free from so many constraints and felt relaxed.

"Listen to you."

Wu Junyan trusts his brother's judgment.

So, the three of them traveled together, and in front of all the heroes, they instantly rushed into the space channel at an extremely fast speed without stopping.

"Those few people just now seemed to be Wu Junyan from Qing Sect, the leader of the Dragon Clan, and there was another one I didn't see clearly."

Just now, the three of them were hiding in the crowd, hardly attracting the attention of others. Now, they quickly entered the chaotic space, exposing the fluctuations of their cultivation, and their true appearance was difficult to hide.

"The Emperor's son, Huang Xingyan."

An old fellow from an ancient clan, with sharp eyes, recalled the scene where his descendants were forcefully suppressed by Huang Xingyan, and his memory was still fresh in his mind.

"The rumored successor to Emperor Taiwei."

Everyone suddenly realized and was particularly shocked.

"The Emperor's son has entered. There is a high probability that there is no danger. Hurry and follow him."

Many monks thought of this and stopped hesitating. They discussed with their companions and went in together.

In just a moment, the situation changed.

Everyone rushed forward, fearing that if there was any opportunity at the end of the road, it would be seized by others first.

The passage to the chaotic space is very stable.

There were at least 30,000 to 50,000 people, but after entering, they did not move at all. Moreover, more and more monks from all sides came after hearing the news, and the number of people was still increasing.

At first, everyone controlled the Taoist soldiers and performed various body-protection spells, always guarding against the unknown dangers in the space channel.

Gradually, I found that the passage was indeed safe, so I sped up.

After a long time, Huang Xingyan and his companions were the first to reach the end of the passage. Even the ancient clan ancestor who entered first was left far behind.

Who can blame Huang Xingyan for his special identity and his extraordinary connection with the emperor's tomb?

“This is the door to the main tomb!”

In front stood a huge gate, dark throughout and a hundred feet high.

There were countless potholes and dents on the door, showing traces of age.

"The fluctuations of Long Wei's aura are very obvious."

Lao Hei's heart trembled slightly, staring at the tightly closed huge door, and said in a deep voice.

Where exactly does this dragon power come from?

Lao Hei really wants to get an answer to this question.

"Once this door is opened, we should be able to reach the main tomb directly."

Huang Xingyan looked up at the huge gate that looked like a towering mountain, his tone filled with awe.

"Is there any way to open it?"

Wu Junyan looked at it carefully for a few times. The pressure emanating from it made his soul tremble. Anyway, he did not have the ability to open the door of the main tomb, so he turned to look at Huang Xingyan who was standing beside him.

"You can try it."

Huang Xingyan was not 100% sure, after all, it was his first time here.

Although it was his first time here, with the guidance deep in his blood, Huang Xingyan was more or less able to give it a try.

"Da da da......"

Taking heavy steps, he slowly approached the huge door.

At this time, Huang Xingyan was only five meters away from the gate of the main tomb. Suddenly, a storm arose, surging from the depths of the chaotic space.

A terrible feeling of oppression instantly enveloped the space, causing Huang Xingyan and others to move slowly. A chill ran up from their heels to their foreheads, and their blood seemed to freeze.

"Boom!"

It sounded like footsteps, but also like space exploding.

The sound came from far away and the pressure it brought to people kept increasing.

Wu Junyan and the others were all on edge at this moment, enduring the terrifying pressure coming from the depths of the law of chaos. They set up many defensive barriers and looked in the direction where the storm was coming from, ready to deal with any difficulties.

The three of them all had a guess in their minds and were extremely nervous.

When that figure walked out of the chaotic space, the three were not surprised, but only deeply shocked.

The general guarding the tomb, Marquis Yunan!

There are seven generals under the command of Emperor Taiwei, and Yunan Hou is the only woman. Because of her admiration for the emperor, she suffered countless hardships and defeated a group of competitors with abnormal strength, and only then did she become one of the seven generals.

After the death of Marquis Yunan, his regrets remained and he turned into a stone statue, which has been guarding this place ever since.

The stone man is wearing armor and holding a stone sword.

He walked slowly and with great momentum.

Perhaps he sensed the fluctuation of Huang Xingyan's blood, so after Yu Nanhou appeared, he did not take action, but just stood in front of the tomb door, holding a sword in his right hand.

Faced with this situation, Huang Xingyan didn't dare to take the risk. He felt uneasy and slowly retreated to the back.

"What should I do now?"

Lao Hei looked stern on the surface, but he was actually panic-stricken. He suppressed his frightened expression and spoke in a low voice.

"Marquis Yunan is guarding here, who dares to step forward?"

If the person who just approached the main tomb gate was not Huang Xingyan, but someone else, he would have been hit by the sword of Marquis Yu Nan, and would have been injured at best, or killed at worst.

"Let's hide aside and wait."

Wu Junyan said coldly and made a suggestion.

"I think it's okay, let's wait and see." Lao Hei said hurriedly: "There will be many people coming over later, let them take the risk, and we will act according to the situation."

"Okay." Huang Xingyan nodded and agreed: "If the situation gets bad, run quickly."

Half an hour later, many powerful men appeared one after another in the space outside the main tomb.

As soon as they came in, they discovered the tomb door and Marquis Yu Nan standing in front of the door. They were so frightened that their legs trembled and their faces turned pale.

A few people could not bear the mighty power emanating from Marquis Yunan. They felt as if their whole bodies were being pressed down by countless huge mountains. They trembled many times, and finally could not bear it anymore and knelt down in the void.

"Yu...Yu Nan Hou!"

Everyone who came here thought of the incident that happened that year. Chen Qingyuan and Marquis Yunan broke out in a shocking battle and fought a lot. Later, for some unknown reason, although the battle had not yet been decided, Marquis Yunan suddenly stopped and turned back to the chaotic space.

"Should we withdraw?"

Looking directly at Marquis Yunan who was not far away, even though he was just a stone sculpture, he possessed unparalleled top combat power. People could not help but take him seriously and began to think of retreating.

"It seems that Marquis Yunan is not prepared to take action. There is no need to be too scared."

The elders of the ancient clan observed the situation carefully and put away some of their fear.

Wu Junyan and others who were standing nearby naturally could not hide any longer and were discovered by the heroes.

"You three arrived early. Have you found anything else?"

An old man was respectful and asked with a bow.

"No."

Lao Hei responded with an indifferent look on his face.

"I have long heard of the great reputation of the Prince of Taiwei, and today I can finally see it with my own eyes."

The most concerned person among the powerful men was Huang Xingyan. They stared at him with their own ulterior motives.

Facing others, Huang Xingyan pretended not to hear anything and just stood there in silence.

Since he is the descendant of Emperor Taiwei and has obtained many great fortunes, it is not an exaggeration to call him "the Emperor's son".

"Marquis Yunan is guarding here. If we can't solve this problem, we will definitely not be able to enter the main tomb."

After a while, the attention of all the powerful men returned to Marquis Yunan, who frowned in deep thought, filled with sorrow.