Half a day later, Ye Xuan passed through the dead mountains and wilderness, and finally reached the deepest part of Imperial Mausoleum Valley.
The scene in front of us suddenly opened up. On both sides were dark mountains as high as a thousand feet, like two sleeping dragons, winding and entrenching, guarding a huge canyon in the center.
The topography of this canyon is unique, gathering the air of death from all directions, like two dragons playing with a pearl. It has excellent Feng Shui and is a top treasure place to build an imperial mausoleum!
Within the canyon, colorful ancient restrictions can be seen with the naked eye, like layers of light gauze, tightly covering the deepest part.
Through the forbidden gaps, a majestic palace made of dark golden boulders can be vaguely seen, standing quietly at the end of the canyon, exuding an atmosphere of vicissitudes of life.
The real royal tomb!
Ye Xuan can clearly sense that from that dark gold palace, there is an imperial coercion that is far more vast than the semi-imperial mausoleum!
There must be the remains of the real emperor among them, at least, it is Imperial Dao Golden Core!
Perhaps it's because the ancient restrictions in this canyon are so powerful that they haven't been forcibly broken yet, and the opportunities within them have been completely preserved.
However, Ye Xuan is not the only arrival.
On both sides of the canyon, a powerful figure sat cross-legged, with auras surging around them, and they were carefully breaking the restrictions in front of them.
The person on the left is dressed in silver armor, with hair as white as snow, and sword patterns flashing between his eyebrows. He is none other than Xuan Clan, the first genius Xuan Mie!
He held a simple long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword kept pointing out, trying to find the weak point of the restriction. Sword Qi collided with the restriction, causing ripples, and the progress was slow.
The person on the right is wearing a python robe, surrounded by dragon energy, and holding a large golden spear. He is the big Imperial Prince Yan Hao!
He relied on his powerful imperial dragon energy to try to resonate with the restriction and forcibly open a passage, but he was also struggling.
The canyon's ban has reached the imperial level. Even if the two of them are the top geniuses of the dynasty, it is not easy to break through the ban.
Ye Xuan glanced at the two people indifferently, and an imperceptible sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
He had no interest in getting entangled with these two people, let alone cracking these peripheral restrictions that seemed to him to be full of loopholes.
He directly ignored the powerful forbidden air formation in the canyon. His figure flickered and turned into a void thunder shadow. The next moment, he appeared out of thin air directly above the dark gold imperial mausoleum!
Ye Xuan overlooks the imperial mausoleum below.
The door of the mausoleum is tightly closed. It is made of neither gold nor stone. It is engraved with complex patterns, and in the center of the door, there is a mark.
It is the mysterious Imperial Seal Totem!
However, like the Imperial Seal on Golden Sign, the totem in front of me looks particularly crude and dull, with stiff lines and shallow Daoist charm.
"It only has its form, but its spirit has not been obtained..."
Ye Xuan can see through the essence at a glance.
This was definitely not left by the mysterious Great Emperor himself. It is very likely that the owner of this tomb saw Imperial Seal by chance and was in awe. He tried to copy it, but he could only scratch the surface.
But even so, this imprint that contains one ten thousandth of the imperial charm is still difficult to decipher for monks in this world.
Even if Xuan Mie and Yan Hao came here, they still couldn't get in.
However, for Ye Xuan, who has the true Imperial Son heritage and has seen the complete Imperial Seal, this poor imitation is in vain!
Ye Xuan slowly raised his hand and drew in the sky. An illusory Imperial Seal was outlined under his fingertips, and then lightly printed on the simple totem on the gate of the imperial mausoleum.
"Buzz!"
The moment the two marks came into contact, the gate of the imperial mausoleum suddenly trembled!
The simple Imperial Seal on the door seemed to be in fear, and the light dimmed instantly and quickly dissipated!
"Rumble..."
The heavy dark golden door made a dull noise and slowly opened inward, revealing the deep and bright passage behind it.
Ye Xuan stepped into the imperial mausoleum in a flash.
The interior of the imperial mausoleum is completely different from the deathly silence and desolation outside.
Brilliant!
!
The huge palace is illuminated by countless luminous pearls and luminous gems, just like day.
The dome hangs high and the murals are exquisite, depicting the mountains, rivers and land, and the scenes of people worshiping.
Coiled dragon gold pillars support the temple, and the ground is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the bright light.
At the end of the palace is a nine-story jade staircase.
On the jade steps, there is a huge emperor's throne.
On the throne, a figure sat.
He wears a dragon robe embroidered with a nine-clawed golden dragon and wears a twelve-level crown on his head. Although his body is shrunken and his skin is close to his bones, showing a dark golden color, he still maintains a sitting posture.
He held a mottled long sword inserted into the ground with both hands, his head slightly raised, and his empty eye sockets looked towards the entrance of the palace.
It seems that even though he has fallen for thousands of years, he is still gazing at his country and protecting his country.
Apart from this, there is nothing else in the temple, which is empty and solemn.
Ye Xuan's eyes were instantly locked on the Dantian of the emperor's mummy. He could clearly sense that there was a ball of extremely pure imperial energy contained there!
Imperial Dao Golden Core!
Sure enough it exists!
Ye Xuan made a decision in his heart, stepped forward, and walked towards the throne of the emperor on the smooth mirror-like ground.
However, just when he stepped onto the first level of jade steps.
A hoarse but majestic chuckle suddenly echoed in the empty hall.
"Young man, your breath... is very special."
The source of the sound is none other than the mummy of the emperor on the throne!
Ye Xuan paused in his steps, narrowed his pupils, and looked at the mummy.
I saw the emperor's mummy slowly raising its drooped head.
In the empty eye sockets, two clusters of dark golden soul fires were burning like ghosts, jumping around.
The terrifying imperial pressure surged in like a tide, more than ten times stronger than before!
The whole hall was shaking slightly.
"If you can ignore the external restrictions and open the door of Imperial Seal, you must be a person with amazing talents and great luck."
The emperor's mummy looked at Ye Xuan, his voice carrying an ancient rhythm, as if he had traveled through eternity.
But the next moment, the voice suddenly turned greedy and violent!
"So... just right!"
"It can be used as my best soul food to help me... resurrect from the dead!!"
"Boom!"
Before he finished speaking, the emperor's mummy stood up suddenly. The mottled long sword in his hand was pulled out of the ground, and the sword pointed directly at Ye Xuan!
The dark golden Death Qi mixed with the imperial pressure, turning into a domineering shock wave that swept through the entire hall!
In his turbid and chaotic eyes, there was only violent murderous intent!
This ancient emperor's remnant soul, which has been dead for countless thousands of years, actually wants to swallow Ye Xuan's Divine Soul to be reborn?!