Chapter 285
"The Chaos Bead is better suited for defense or formation, while the Rusty Sword excels in combat. When I was in the King Realm, I was able to kill a Saint King with it. Now that I have entered the Saint Realm, I wonder if I can kill a Quasi-Emperor?"
Xiao Minghuang muttered to herself.
Her attainment of sainthood was different from that of ordinary cultivators.
Ordinary cultivators usually focus on one path when they Life and Death Realm. The Life and Death Platform they condense is also slowly formed from a single Great Dao. Therefore, after entering the Saint Realm, they reach the first level of the Saint Realm.
Some genius cultivators cultivate two or even three Great Daos simultaneously when they reach the Life and Death Realm. After breaking through to the Saint Realm, they may be able to directly enter the Second Heaven.
There are even monstrous geniuses who, upon entering the Saint Realm, immediately reach the third or even fourth level.
But someone like Xiao Minghuang, who cultivates all twelve Great Daos and whose twelve Life and Death Platform are all different, and who reaches the seventh level of the Saint Realm upon entering it, is unprecedented and will likely never be seen again.
Therefore, even she herself is not entirely sure of her current strength.
However, there was no chance for her to test the item inside this ancient tomb, since it was a secret realm that only cultivators at the King Realm could enter.
"That's not right!"
Thinking of this, Xiao Minghuang felt puzzled and wondered, "There are supreme laws suppressing this ancient tomb. Logically speaking, I shouldn't be able to become a saint. But just now, when I became a saint, I didn't feel any suppression at all. What could be the reason for this?"
She pondered for a while, but couldn't come up with an answer.
The only explanation is that the laws governing the Immortal Palace and the ancient tomb are different.
Within the Immortal Palace, the Supreme Laws do not suppress the Saint Realm.
If this conjecture is true, then as soon as she steps out of the Immortal Palace, the suppression of the Supreme Law will likely manifest immediately.
Xiao Minghuang walked along the path and finally stopped at the gate of the Immortal Palace. Her brows furrowed slightly. If she were to step out of the Immortal Palace, she would probably have to face the suppression of the laws of the Supreme Being's remnants.
"Let's give it a try!"
She thought to herself, no matter how powerful the tomb's owner was in life, he was dead, so why should she be afraid of a dead man?
As she stepped out of the palace gates, an invisible, supreme law suddenly appeared, slamming down on her head as if Mount Tai were pressing down on her.
Click--
Xiao Minghuang's feet suddenly sank, her delicate body trembled, she staggered and almost fell.
The next moment, the Purple Mansion Grotto-Heaven within her body shook, the Saint Dao Law surged, and brilliant divine light emanated from between her eyebrows, resisting the suppression of the Supreme Laws.
"The Way of Destiny!"
She took a deep breath, activated the Way of Destiny, and concealed herself, this variable, from this secret realm, making it unable to sense her presence.
Mysterious runes gathered on her skin, like tiny, shimmering starlight, protecting her entire body.
Gradually, the powerful suppression of the supreme law subsided.
"Call--"
Feeling the pressure disappear, Xiao Minghuang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, this was not a permanent solution. Although she cleverly evaded the suppression of the Supreme Law by using the Way of Destiny, she was still unable to use the Saint Dao Law within the ancient tomb.
Once power surpassing the King Realm is unleashed, the ancient tomb will sense it again, and then there will truly be no way to avoid it; one will have to face the invasion of the Supreme Laws head-on.
However, even with only the strength of a King Realm expert, she was still unmatched in the ancient tomb.
That's enough.
Xiao Minghuang muttered to himself, "According to Xie Ziyin, the main Daoist temple of the Ancient Tomb Master should be located to the east of this place, where his legacy should exist."
Her experiences in the alternate dimension made her even more disgusted with the demons of the Southern Wilderness. Now she can't wait to find those demons and wipe them all out!
With a swift movement, she transformed into a streak of golden light and shot into the distance...
In the center of the ancient tomb, there was a magnificent palace.
Countless chaotic auras intertwined within the hall, the air thick with the heavy stench of blood, and a dense, crimson mist swirled around, obscuring most of the hall, making it appear eerie and sinister.
On the high platform in the center of the main hall stood more than ten men in black robes.
The leader was a handsome and extraordinary young man with indifferent eyes, seemingly devoid of any ordinary human emotions.
Behind him, several men in black robes, though dressed identically, exuded different auras of evil.
Some were covered in a bloody, malevolent Sha Qi; some were filled with ghostly, demonic energy; some were exuding a cold, sinister aura; and others were shrouded in a deathly, ashen aura.
Clearly, none of these people were Eastern Pole cultivators.
367. A large number of people have great power.
Inside the central temple palace.
The cultivators from the Eastern Pole and more than ten demons from the Southern Wilderness each occupied a territory.
Although the former had a large number of people and great power, they dared not act rashly.
Although the latter group was far fewer in number than the easternmost group, they appeared calm and at ease, as if they had nothing to fear.
Among the cultivators from the Eastern Pole, standing at the very front was a woman dressed in a light blue dress. She had a tall and straight figure, delicate features, and bright, sharp eyes that revealed a hint of heroism.
This woman was none other than Lin Zhaoyu, the goddess of the Yang Prefecture Lin Clan.
She is also ranked third on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, and is the strongest person in the entire Zhongtian Dongji Great World besides Xiao Minghuang. However, she has always been cultivating in seclusion within her clan and rarely appears in public. She has never even been to the Holy Academy, so the outside world knows very little about her.
Therefore, the leader of the elite families in the Eastern Sacred Lands has always been Meng Qi, the Sacred Land Saint Son.
Now that the Ziwei Saint is not here, the heavy responsibility of leading the Eastern Extreme cultivators present to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path naturally falls on her shoulders.
The young men beside her were also rising stars of Zhongtian Dongji.
"The mortal demons Ren Wuqing! I never expected you to infiltrate the Eastern Pole and ambush us!"
In the main hall, the Le Clan Divine Dynasty Holy Son spoke sharply, his eyes icy and piercing.
He exuded a chilling aura of blades, a long sword gripped in his hand, its blade gleaming, as if he would draw it at the slightest provocation, intending to tear these southern wilderness demons to pieces.
"You overestimate yourself a bit. Our Holy Son is invincible. He wouldn't even need to lift a finger to kill a few nobodies like you!"
Behind Ren Wuqing, the Netherworld Path Saint Son, dressed in a black robe and with ashen skin, sneered.
His eyes were gloomy, and his face was deathly pale; at first glance, he looked almost like a ghost.
"A sickly man like him dares to speak so arrogantly!"
A cultivator from the Eastern Pole mocked.
"Do you know that the Le Clan Divine Dynasty Holy Son is a once-in-a-millennium genius in the art of swordsmanship? He had already mastered the sword intent at the Nascent Soul Realm, and now he has even achieved minor success in the swordsmanship domain, ranking nineteenth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Killing you would be as easy as turning one's hand!"
Another cultivator from the Eastern Pole sneered.
"Haha, so what if you've only achieved a minor mastery of the Dao of the Blade? In my eyes, you're nothing but trash!" The Holy Son of the Netherworld Path said arrogantly. Before coming here, he had learned a lot about the Eastern Pole through some channel, so he naturally knew the name of the Le Clan Divine Dynasty Holy Son.
But he also knew that the cultivators of the Eastern Pole were skilled in Supernatural Power Spell, but weak in physical combat. In actual combat, he was confident that he could easily defeat them.
"Arrogant!"
Before he could finish speaking...
Enraged, the Le Clan Divine Dynasty Holy Son flashed forward and drew his sword to strike.
Boom!!!
A fierce and sharp blade aura erupted instantly, carrying a destructive aura, tearing through the void and slashing straight towards the Netherworld Path Saint Son.
Before the blade's edge even arrived, its terrifying aura swept over them, causing the Netherworld Path Saint Son's pupils to shrink slightly.
"I couldn't hold back any longer!"
The Holy Son of the Netherworld Path sneered disdainfully, flicked his finger, and a ball of black flame appeared out of thin air, swelling in the wind and transforming into a ferocious dragon.
The blade's energy collided with the fire dragon, unleashing a deafening roar. The terrifying force swept in all directions, causing the earth to tremble violently.
Moments later, the black flame dragon crumbled inch by inch and vanished into nothingness.
The blade's momentum remained undiminished, heading straight for the Holy Son of the Netherworld Path.
Seeing this, the Holy Son of the Netherworld Path sneered, then flashed away and appeared in another location in the palace.
"Be careful, Saint Le!"
Beware of the devil's tricks!
A cultivator from the Eastern Pole offered a reminder.
"Of course I know."
The Le Clan Divine Dynasty Holy Son responded, channeled his spiritual power, and drew his sword to give chase.
The two approached rapidly, one after the other. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to within a few meters of his opponent and then attacked without hesitation.
The Le Clan Divine Dynasty Holy Son, wielding a long sword, unleashed a dazzling, crescent-shaped beam of light that tore through the air as it slashed towards the Holy Son of the Netherworld Path.
However, the Holy Son of the Netherworld Path did not use any supernatural powers to defend himself. A strange smile appeared on his ashen face as he stood there, directly annihilated by the powerful blade light.
What's going on?
The Le Clan Divine Dynasty Holy Son's gaze froze, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. Alarm bells rang in his mind, and he instinctively swung his sword towards the void above his head.
"Le Shengzi, watch your head!"
At this moment, Lin Zhaoyu realized that the Holy Son of the Netherworld Path had ambushed the Le Clan Divine Dynasty Holy Son and immediately shouted a warning.
However, this reminder came a little too late.
A jet-black dagger descended from the sky, piercing the forehead of the Le Clan Divine Dynasty Holy Son like a venomous snake.
With a soft "pfft".
The head of the Le Clan Divine Dynasty Holy Son exploded directly. He didn't even have time to scream. His Purple Mansion collapsed, his spiritual power dissipated, and blood splattered everywhere, staining the main hall red, which shocked the other cultivators of the Eastern Pole.
"Holy Son!"
The cultivators of the Le Clan Divine Dynasty roared in grief.
"Despicable and shameless!"
"A despicable person who only knows how to launch sneak attacks!"
"If you're so capable, then fight me head-on!"
The other Eastern Pole cultivators glared angrily at them.
Enraged, the Gu Clan Divine Dynasty Saintess unleashed a divine power at the Holy Son of the Netherworld Path, but he skillfully dodged it and returned to Ren Wuqing's side.
"Hmph!" The Holy Son of the Netherworld Path sneered, "The victor is king. Anyone who wants to avenge him is welcome to come out, and we'll continue the contest!"
After speaking, the Holy Son of the Netherworld Path sheathed the black dagger, a chilling smile appearing on his lips as he looked at the Eastern Pole cultivator with a provocative gaze.
The Gu Clan Divine Dynasty Saintess exuded killing intent and took a step forward, wanting to go out and fight, but was stopped by Lin Zhaoyu, who shook her head slightly and said, "We don't need to fight them."
"Goddess Lin, why are you stopping me? Are you afraid?!"
Her face was filled with anger. "They've bullied us in our own home! How can we tolerate this! I'll avenge them!"
The Ancient Divine Dynasty and the Le Divine Dynasty were neighbors, and their families had intermarried for generations. The Le Holy Son, who had just been killed by the Holy Son of the Netherworld Path, was even engaged to the Gu Clan Divine Dynasty Saintess. The two had always had a very good relationship. Now that she saw her fiancé die in front of her, how could she remain calm?
The Wei Clan Divine Dynasty Saintess also stepped forward, holding a long sword with a tiger-shaped Jade Pendant hanging from its hilt, which was extremely mysterious.
"Goddess Lin, we outnumber them and attack together. No matter how strong they are, they can't possibly be a match for us!"
The beautiful face of the Holy Wei Clan Divine Dynasty Saintess revealed a strong aura of killing intent, which was completely inconsistent with her delicate and exquisite appearance.
"Indeed, if we continue to tolerate this, we will no longer deserve to be called the pride of the nation."
"Since they're so arrogant, let's teach them a lesson about the consequences of arrogance!"
The other Eastern Pole cultivators were equally filled with murderous intent.
"Ladies and gentlemen... please hear me out..."
Lin Zhaoyu frowned frequently. Although she ranked third on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, the highest among those present, she had no battle achievements, no prestige, and was not familiar with any of the other geniuses present, so it was difficult for her to lead the group.