Chapter Twenty-Two: Tomb Guardian Elder: Who Are You This Time, Xiao Bai? Or Xiao Nan? [Please Bookmark and Vote]

The next moment, the Ghost Faces lunged toward Tongtian's Primordial Spirit and began tearing at it.

Just as they were about to pounce on Tongtian's Primordial Spirit, his cold voice rang out from within it.

"Heh heh, you came at just the right time!"

As his voice fell, Tongtian's Sword-shaped Primordial Spirit moved. The power of his Primordial Spirit, suppressed for hundreds of years, erupted in an instant.

The Ghost Faces that had approached the Golden Sword first were instantly dissolved.

Everywhere the Golden Sword passed, the power of the Formation was utterly unable to resist it and was dissolved completely, just like the Ghost Faces.

"With this lousy Formation of yours, being able to trap me for several hundred years is already something you can be proud of."

Tongtian's voice resounded inside his Niwan Palace, while his Primordial Spirit Golden Sword suddenly swelled and charged straight through the Niwan Palace!

Today, at this very moment, he would break the Formation!

The Golden Sword left the Niwan Palace, then burst out of his physical body and entered a void space.

This was the Formation Space, the foundation of the Formation. Only by shattering this place could the Formation be completely broken!

The mysterious Formation seemed to sense the danger as well. It gathered the resentment it had accumulated for nearly ten thousand years and transformed it into a Giant Shadow made up of Ghost Faces.

But the Golden Sword did not care in the slightest. It merely shouted coldly, "Sword Soul—Sword Splitting Style!"

Boom—

The Golden Sword shattered directly, transforming into billions of fragments. Each fragment was a sword!

Billions of Golden Swords were like a dense meteor shower, filling the Formation Space!

The Giant Shadow formed from the Ghost Faces was shattered by the billions of Golden Swords without the slightest suspense, turning into pure particles.

The Formation Space crackled, then finally exploded apart.

After everything had completely dissipated, only a small sword remained in the void space!

And this small sword was precisely the Sword Within the Sword!

"My improvised Sword Soul Cultivation Method is pretty good. Once I return to the Primordial World, it can count as one of my top divine abilities."

"The Outer Sword has first-rate offensive power, while the Inner Sword is also first-rate for preserving my life!"

"Even if the Outer Sword is depleted, the Inner Sword can transform into an Outer Sword, allowing me to condense another Inner Sword!"

"However, the consumption is a little too great. It directly caused me to fall from the True Immortal Realm to the Earth Immortal Realm!"

Tongtian muttered a few words, and the Inner Sword returned to his body.

With the Formation's power no longer suppressing him, the moment his Primordial Spirit returned to his physical body, Tongtian completely took control of it!

Even though his cultivation realm had fallen, he was still an Earth Immortal. How could mere soil burying him possibly stop him?

"This body is really weak!"

Tongtian grumbled, then reached out and began digging, heading straight upward through the dirt.

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Buzhou Mountain, Innate Spirit Array, Three Lights Divine Water Pool.

As Tongtian safely passed the final day of a thousand years, Shen Lang had already frantically given him thirty-two likes.

He had faced danger several times, but in the end, he had still completed the minimum simulation challenge time.

An SSS-rank player was indeed an SSS-rank player!

As for what Tongtian would do next, Shen Lang was no longer very worried.

Well, it would be best if he kicked the bucket soon, so the Simulator could settle his rewards a little earlier!

It was time once again to curse the tool person to die sooner!

"Huh, is he coming out?"

Shen Lang noticed that the almost unchanging scene had finally shown a change.

Speaking of which, this theatrical version was far worse than Nuwa's.

The simulation had been running for so long, and he had been reading the text version the entire time. He had not even seen the male protagonist's face!

On the light curtain, the Small Earthen Grave where Tongtian was located began to tremble slightly. The soil above it slowly cracked and rolled away, and then a pale hand reached out from within...

Chapter Twenty-Two: Tomb Guardian Elder: Who Are You This Time, Xiao Bai? Or Xiao Nan? [Please Bookmark and Vote]

Whoosh—

The Earthen Grave split open completely, and a young man crawled out of it.

Although he had emerged from the soil, his face and body were exceptionally clean. With long hair draped over his shoulders, he even looked somewhat handsome.

At the Earth Immortal Realm, his body had long since become immaculate inside and out, untouched by dust.

It was just that his clothes were tattered and ragged, giving him a faintly upgraded Sharp Brother vibe.

"Whew, I finally made it out."

This young man was naturally Tongtian, who had been trapped underground for a thousand years. Now, he had shattered the Formation and emerged from the earth.

Tongtian glanced to the left and right, and his fair face immediately darkened.

Everywhere he looked were rows of graves. Could that mean...

Tongtian hurriedly lowered his head to look, and his expression grew even darker. He had actually spent more than a thousand years inside a grave!

Moreover, why were other people's graves tall and majestic, while his was merely an Earthen Grave?

You Innate Supreme Treasure, you were ruthless indeed!

But he had already lived for a thousand years. Why had the trial still not ended?

Tongtian frowned and tried to communicate with this Innate Supreme Treasure, but received no response at all.

"Could it be that I not only have to survive for a thousand years, but also leave this place myself before the trial counts as complete?"

"Very well, then I'll take another look at what mysteries this spatial world of yours holds!"

"Once I break through this Supreme Treasure's space, I'll make you willingly acknowledge me as your master!"

Tongtian's gaze was resolute, yet his expression relaxed. He was already planning how to smash apart this Myriad Worlds Simulation world and leave this place on his own.

If Shen Lang learned of Tongtian's thoughts, he would certainly give him four words: courage was commendable.

As the Golden Finger of a transmigrator from the Primordial World, if it could be damaged by a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, that would truly be an embarrassment to the Golden Finger.

The Myriad Worlds Simulator was undoubtedly built to the level of the Great Dao, or even beyond it!

Since it could serve as a Golden Finger in the Primordial World, how could it lack a few tricks? Otherwise, it would be far too incompetent.

Tongtian did not take it to heart. He began examining his surroundings again, and soon, a nearby grave drew his attention.

The tombstone bore writing like that in the Simulator's diary. He did not recognize the characters, but he could understand them.

"Tomb of the God of War from the East—Zhan Wuji?"

Who was Zhan Wuji? The God of War? Was he really that powerful? If he was so powerful, how had he died and been buried here?

Tongtian muttered to himself, then quickly moved through the mass of graves, his expression growing stranger and stranger.

Tomb of the God of War from the West, Caesar!

Tomb of the female immortal from the East, Peony Master!

Tomb of the Goddess of Wisdom from the West, Luna!

Tomb of the Martial God from the East, Li Changfeng!

Tomb of the Great Demon King from the West, Lucifer!

Tomb of the Demon Venerable from the East, Ao Cang!

Without exception, Tongtian knew none of them and had never even heard of them, yet every tomb owner's title sounded as though they had been extremely important figures.

If nothing unexpected had happened, these people should all have been quite powerful in life.

How had such a group of experts all died, and why had they been buried in the same place?

"The world of God's Tomb..."

Even Tongtian could not help feeling curious about this Supreme Treasure's space. It seemed extremely strange.

There was also his own body. It seemed that someone had reincarnated and been reborn, intending to revive in this Cemetery!

The resentment absorbed and transformed by the Formation seemed to have come from these graves!

It was clear that all these people had died with hatred and unwillingness, and had remained that way even after death for many years!

Unfortunately, when Tongtian had devoured those two strands of kindred Soul Power, the two had almost completely dissolved. They had left not a trace of memory behind for Tongtian.

Otherwise, he might have gained some understanding of this world of God's Tomb.

"Interesting."

Tongtian surveyed the surrounding graves, unable to help wondering what had happened in this Supreme Treasure's space long ago.

Could it be related to his leaving this place?

Just then, three Thatched Cottages appeared in Tongtian's spiritual perception.