Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Lord Xuanming looked at everyone's burning gazes, looked away, turned around, walked to the side, stood with his back to everyone, and his hands behind his back.

"I told you, I don't know. Lord Haoyang travels around the world, and I have never seen him. What you want to know is what I want to know too."

After listening to what Lord Xuanming said, Lord Haoyue knew that Lord Xuanming had no intention of revealing what he knew.

He looked at Lord Biwu, Goddess Xuanji, and Goddess Qingyin, shook his head slightly, his face full of disappointment, and led the three of them to the side, away from Lord Xuanming.

"Since you don't want to say anything, we won't ask any more questions. However, Xuan Ming, I just hope that in the end, you won't regret what you have done now."

Lord Haoyue left his last advice, without even looking at Lord Xuanming, and began to meditate with his eyes closed, trying to break through the barrier around him.

Lord Xuanming turned around and looked back at the four people gathered together, thinking back to the past when he was once one of them.

At that time, they had a harmonious relationship and could talk about almost anything, but now, because of this incident, there was a gap between him and them, and they could never go back to the way they were before.

"Haoyue, I will never regret it."

He left a few words and disappeared in front of the four of them. Lord Haoyue opened his eyes, looked at the direction he left, and became more certain of his guess.

Memories of the past emerged. At that time, Lord Xuanxiao had not yet fallen and died. What he liked most was to stroll with Lord Xuanxiao in the cold and lonely realm of gods and talk about their beautiful vision for the future.

Tens of millions of years ago, after Mo Yuan was sealed in the Xuanbing Secret Realm, he went alone to find the God Xuanxiao and happened to see the God Haoyang.

Haoyang Tianzun was dressed in a silver-white robe, standing under a sacred tree with crystal ice flowers blooming, gazing at the twinkling and silent stars in the distance.

Just as he was about to step forward to pay his respects, he saw Haoyang Tianzun waving his right hand. A thick black gas lingered on his right hand, roaring and surging, as if trying to escape from his control.

There was a coldness on Haoyang Tianzun's face that he had never seen before. He was no longer like the man who always smiled in the past.

He suppressed the shock in his heart, hid in the dark without making a sound, and only dared to walk out slowly after Haoyang Tianzun left.

Haoyue closed his eyes. The black gas surrounding the palm of Haoyang Tianzun kept appearing before his eyes, disturbing his thoughts.

Lord Biwu looked at Lord Haoyue's increasingly ugly expression, and a hint of worry gradually surfaced in his eyes.

"Haoyue, have you thought of something? Your face suddenly looks so ugly. Also, what were you talking about with Xuanming just now? Do you know something?"

"Yes, Haoyue, how do you know that it was Lord Haoyang who locked us up here? What is his purpose in locking us up here?"

Goddess Xuanji reached out and gently pushed Lord Haoyue. Goddess Qingyin did not stop her. She wanted to know everything they wanted to know and were confused about.

Lord Haoyue opened his eyes and looked at the three people who also had curious expressions on their faces. He was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke in the midst of the three people's puzzled gazes.

“Among the six realms, there are only two that can trap us at the same time. One is the sealed Demon Abyss, and the second is Haoyang Tianzun.

There are not many gods in the divine world. Now, we are all imprisoned here, except for Jimo and Hanyan God.

Therefore, I guess that what Haoyang Tianzun wants to do should be related to the two of them, or in other words, to the sealed Demon Abyss. "

After Lord Haoyue finished speaking, he calmly glanced at the edge of the barrier that trapped them. The barrier, which had been indestructible before, now fluctuated slightly.

Sure enough, everything we say and do in here will be known by Haoyang Tianzun outside.

It was just for a moment, but it was noticed by Lord Haoyue. He suppressed his surprise and looked at Lord Xuanming who was striding towards them.

"These are just my guesses. If we want to know more, Xuanming should be able to answer us. However, he probably won't tell us."

Lord Xuanming avoided Lord Haoyue's sight and walked to a big rock and sat down, completely ignoring the gazes of the four of them.

Goddess Xuanji looked at Lord Biwu who looked hesitant, gently tugged at the sleeve of Goddess Qingyin, and spoke softly.

"Qingyin, what should we do now? Haoyang Tianzun even sent Xuanming, who worked for him, in. Will we never be able to get out?"

“No, as long as Jimo and Hanyan are still outside, it means that what they wanted to do has not been completed.

The matter is not over yet, they should not attack us, Xuanji, one day, we will be able to break the barrier and rush out. "

Goddess Xuanji looked at the determined gaze of Goddess Qingyin, suppressed her panic, and her wavering mood gradually became firm.

"Well, Qingyin, I believe you."

They smiled at each other, and their smiles were full of determination.

Lord Xuanming looked at the four people sitting side by side. A faint light lingered around them, and surging divine power continued to gush out, trying to break the solid barrier.

He looked at the barrier which had not changed at all, thought of Lord Haoyang's ultimate goal and the promise he had made to him, then looked at the four of them, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Humph, even if he is a god born from the Heaven, going against Lord Haoyang is just like an ant trying to shake a tree.

In the demon world, there is a small bamboo house hidden in a mountain forest of peach trees that are in full bloom. Han Yan lies quietly on a bamboo bed covered with dancing gauze, sleeping with her eyes closed.

Jimo God stood guard by her bed, using his divine power to heal her horrific injuries, watching the blood holes in her joints pierced by the chains heal one by one.

Chao Yan pushed the door open and entered with a few peach blossoms in her hand. She put the blossoms in the vase on the table and rested her chin on her hand to admire the blossoms, seemingly not noticing the other two people in the room at all.

Mo Qilin walked in holding Xingchen by the scruff of the neck with a sad face, sat down opposite Chaoyan, and glared at her angrily.

Chao Yan looked straight into his angry eyes, shrugged her shoulders indifferently, with a smug smile on her face.

"Mo Yun, don't look at me like that. Even if you are the only black unicorn in the world, so what? Didn't you still get defeated by me?"

"That's shameless of you, playing dirty tricks!"

"So what? Anyway, I won in the end. There is a book of military strategy in the human world, which says that all is fair in war. What do you think? Do you accept it?"

"I don't agree, you..."

"Shut up!"

Jimo God looked at Han Yan with a frown on his brows and interrupted Chao Yan and Mo Qilin in a harsh voice. He gently covered Han Yan with a brocade quilt, lifted the bed curtain and walked out.

He looked down at the silent Mo Qilin, the smiling Chao Yan, and the fluttering stars. With a wave of his hand, the stars flew out of Mo Qilin's hand and fell into his palm.