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

Lord Xuanming looked at the people gathered together, and seeing that no one noticed him for the time being, he looked deeply at Lord Jimo. Just as he was about to leave, a silver iron chain tightly wrapped around his body, making him unable to move.

He turned around in surprise and looked at Jimo God. There was an indescribable sense of mystery in Jimo God's expression, which was daunting.

Lord Haoyue and Lord Biwu looked at each other and tacitly did not say a word to each other. Invisibly, they both approved of Lord Jimo's approach.

The Goddess Xuanji and the Goddess Qingyin walked up to Chaoyan and Hanyan, and looked at Hanyan with a smile, whom they met for the first time.

"So you are Han Yan, the newly ascended god? I am Xuan Ji, and she is Qing Yin."

"Hello."

Han Yan responded softly with a polite smile on her face. Jimo Shenjun glanced at her unintentionally from a distance, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Jimo, Haoyue, shall we go back to the God Realm first? Regarding Xuanming's matter, I think we should go back to the God Realm to discuss it first."

Lord Biwu tightly grasped the god-binding chain, not allowing Lord Xuanming any chance to escape.

"Okay, Jimo..."

Lord Haoyue glanced at Hanyan in the distance, turned his gaze back and continued.

"Regarding the matter between you and Lord Hanyan, I have something to tell you."

"I already know about the gambling. No need to say more. Let's go back first. Now the matter of Xuanming and the Demon Realm is the most important."

Lord Jimo left right after he finished speaking, without giving Lord Haoyue a chance to explain. Lord Haoyue looked at his departing back, and thinking of the ridiculous things they had done before, he could only sigh in silence.

In the divine world, everyone gathered in the Star Temple of Lord Jimo, staring at Lord Xuanming who was standing in the center of the hall.

"Xuan Ming, you should be able to tell us now about the things you did behind our backs, right? You also saw the murderous Hunyuan Wuji Formation just now. Haoyang Tianzun didn't want you to leave alive."

Lord Haoyue took the initiative and pointed out the matter between Lord Xuanming and Lord Haoyang before Lord Biwu could speak.

"That's right, just tell me now, or you'll be sold out and have to help others count their money."

Lord Biwu ignored the attempts of Goddess Xuanji to stop him and mercilessly destroyed the last bit of Lord Xuanming's dignity.

Han Yan and Chao Yan sat together, just quietly watching the confrontation between several gods in the hall, with no intention of speaking.

Jimo God sat upright on the chair, the expression on his face was like the most perfect mask in the world, making it impossible for people to see through his true thoughts.

No matter how Lord Biwu mocked, attacked, and ridiculed them, Lord Xuanming remained silent from beginning to end and did not even look at them.

The huge Star Temple fell into an unusually eerie silence, so quiet that it seemed that only the slight breathing of each person could be heard.

"Do you think that if you don't tell me, I won't know what you and Haoyang Tianzun did?"

Lord Jimo spoke to break the silence. He frowned and looked at Lord Xuanming. There was no smile in his eyes, which were as cold as the winter wind.

Lord Xuanming stared at him steadily, his icy brows arched, his eyes unconsciously tinged with a dark emotion.

"You know, what can you know?"

He sneered disdainfully and never wanted to look at the people in the hall again. He simply closed his eyes, believing out of sight, out of mind.

Jimo God saw what he was thinking, and directly took out a yellowed ancient painting and waved it in front of him.

The scroll slowly unfolded in front of Lord Xuanming. Although the face of the person in the scroll was a little blurry, the face of the person in the scroll could still be vaguely seen.

"Let's take a look. I think that Lord Haoyang probably didn't tell you about this."

Lord Xuanming slowly opened his eyes, and the moment he saw the person in the painting, his gloomy eyes were colder than the night.

Han Yan and the others could only see the back of the scroll. They looked at Lord Xuanming whose expression changed drastically, and were very curious about what was on the scroll.

Chaoyan and Lord Biwu were both impatient people. They didn't want to wait any longer and took action directly to get the scroll and take a look at it.

They attacked at the same time, and the scroll was pulled by the spiritual power on both sides, floating in the air, and the sound of tearing could be faintly heard.

"You can't see it if it's broken."

Han Yan reached out and grabbed Chao Yan's hand, smiled and shook her head. Chao Yan looked at her and could only let go of her hand reluctantly, allowing the scroll to fly towards Lord Biwu.

Lord Biwu received the scroll, smiled triumphantly at Chaoyan, and then he could not wait to bring the scroll to Lord Haoyue to look at it with him.

They were all too familiar with the face of the person in the painting, but the material of the painting was something from the human world.

They knew very well that the person in the scroll had never been to the human world during the time they knew him, except for this tribulation.

Han Yan and Chao Yan looked at the surprise on the faces of Lord Haoyue and Lord Biwu, and couldn't help but feel more curious.

While they were not paying attention, Chaoyan took the scroll in her own hands, turned it over and looked at it with Hanyan.

The moment Han Yan saw the scroll, her pupils suddenly shrank and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Now, she knew what the key information that she had overlooked was, which was the painting in front of her.

"When did you know about this? You left for such a long time just for this painting?"

She turned her head to look at Jimo God, who turned around in response and met her gaze. Emotions surged in his eyes, and he finally closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he calmly looked away.

"Yes, this painting is the best evidence."

Lord Haoyue, Lord Biwu, Goddess Xuanji, Goddess Qingyin, and Chaoyan didn't know what they meant, and all five of them had the same puzzled look on their faces.

"Can you two stop playing dumb? How did this painting become evidence? Tell me now."

Lord Biwu stood up suddenly, took two steps at a time, walked to Han Yan, and stared at her with his big curious eyes.

Han Yan glanced at the expressionless Jimo God, then turned to look into the distance outside the hall and told the origin of the scroll.

“Several gods know the world where Jimo God experienced his tribulation. The person in this painting is the first patriarch of the Zhang family, who is enshrined in the Zhang family ancestral hall.

The first patriarch of the Zhang family looks exactly like Jimo God, which means that this is not the first time that Jimo God has gone to the human world to experience tribulations.

Also, I have visited the mysterious ice secret realm that seals the Demon Abyss with Jimo God. Every part of that place is exactly the same as the Yunding Palace in Changbai Mountain.

Even the pattern on the seal that seals the Demon Abyss is a unique pattern of the Zhang family, the Qilin stepping on a ghost, so all of this was a trap from the beginning."

After Han Yan finished speaking, she raised her eyelids slightly and unexpectedly came into contact with a line of sight that was deep, indifferent and obscure.