The heavy stone door slowly opened. The door he had exhausted every means to open before now yielded with the lightest push.
Cold wind blew from behind the door.
This Time, what lay beyond was no longer a solitary tomb chamber, but a starry sky stretching beyond sight. The brilliant stars were boundless and endless; compared to this, the starry sky within the Emperor Tomb was like an imitation painting.
Chen Luo stood at the doorway without entering.
Last time he had pushed open the door, someone inside the tomb chamber had blocked his path. Back then, he had thought the doors within led to more tomb chambers. Now it seemed that what had stopped him was not any one person at all, but an entire world.
"The true Emperor Tomb."
A thought flashed through Chen Luo's mind.
Past Mountain Master flew away with the two of them, his face pale. Peng Jiang, in his left hand, was covered in blood and barely breathing. Thousand-Eyed Monster, held in his right hand, had instead begun gradually recovering after their brief flight, and woke from his unconsciousness.
"Where are we going now?"
Thousand-Eyed Monster rolled his eyes and looked ahead at Past Mountain Master.
The previous battle had utterly ground away his fighting spirit. That white-bearded old man was simply a monster. His divine abilities and immortal arts were completely unlike the Immortals they had fought before, and most importantly, he had a whole host of subordinates. They could not win in strength, nor could they win in numbers.
Other than fleeing for their lives, he truly could not think of any way to respond.
"To the Immortal Court."
Past Mountain Master spoke in a low voice.
Ever since learning that their opponent was a "present-day Immortal Emperor," he had completely abandoned