Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Fengzhi his folding fan, his eyes filled with astonishment. "First there was the ' Heavenly Emperor ' Lin Hao ruling the ' Heavenly Court,' and now the tomb of the ' Azure Emperor ' has appeared in the world..."
The level of this world far exceeds imagination; the word "Emperor" carries Qian Jun weight.
Its tomb likely contains a legacy and secrets that could overturn conventional understanding.
"With all cultivators gathered, a fierce competition is inevitable."
"With Ye Fan and Pang Bo's current meager cultivation levels, getting caught up in such a vortex would be extremely dangerous."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong, chuckled, "Fortune favors the bold."
Ye Fan possesses the ' Desolate Ancient Sacred Body ', which is considered a useless body in this world, but as a ' Sacred Body ', it must have extraordinary qualities.
This Qing Emperor's Tomb might just be the key to breaking his deadlock.
Ning Fengzhi nodded subconsciously, "Given his decisive nature, now that he's encountered this opportunity, there's no reason for him to miss it. However... the road ahead is fraught with danger."
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The council chamber was already buzzing with excitement.
"Another 'Emperor'! Goodness, just how many Great Emperor have ever appeared in this Shrouding the Heavens World?" a hot-tempered elder exclaimed in astonishment.
"The appearance of the tomb will inevitably lead to a bloody battle. That brat Ye Fan is likely to undergo a true trial by death," another elder said in a deep voice.
Clan Chief Yu Yuanzhen's gaze swept across the figures of the cultivators rushing through the Heavenly Screen with lightning speed. "This is the real world."
The law of the jungle prevails; opportunity is intertwined with slaughter.
Compared to the struggles between sects on our Douluo Continent, the competition in this world is clearly more naked and brutal.
"Wouldn't they be in danger?" a young man asked worriedly.
"Danger and opportunity coexist," Yu Yuanzhen said slowly. "If we can't even overcome this kind of storm, how can we talk about seeking that ethereal ' Heavenly Court ' and meeting that supreme ' Heavenly Emperor '?"
He paused, a hint of barely perceptible expectation in his voice. "Besides... I always felt that Ye Fan wouldn't have perished so easily."
He survived the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin and even emerged from the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land; his life is incredibly resilient.
"It is fraught with danger, but it is also an excellent place to temper oneself and seek opportunities."
With Ye Fan's intelligence and Pang Bo's bravery, if they can seize a sliver of hope, the gains will likely far exceed their expectations.
Shrek Academy.
Ma Hongjun stared at the Heavenly Screen, his saliva practically dripping down his face.
"Good heavens, an imperial tomb! It must be overflowing with rare and precious treasures!"
"A magic pill? A divine medicine? If I take it, will it make me even more handsome?"
Oscar's eyes also gleamed.
Zhao Wuji crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow slightly. "I care more about those who are fighting over the treasure than about the treasure itself."
Their skill levels varied greatly, but their ruthlessness... was far more dangerous than the Soul Master Tournament.
He looked at Tang San, " Little San, what do you think?"
Tang San shook his head. "Strength. Without the corresponding strength, seeing countless treasures is nothing more than a path to death."
Dean Flender pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a shrewd glint. "Ahem, students, we must connect theory with practice!"
Just think about it, if—and I mean if—we could get some of those 'local specialties' from that world back for research, wouldn't it lead to a leap forward in our academy's 'economic foundation' and 'theoretical development'?
The crowd buzzed with discussion, and an atmosphere of curiosity, anticipation, and tension permeated the entire Shrek.
And the Shrouding the Heavens World ".
Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.
After all, the Azure Emperor was a Great Emperor before Lin Heavenly Emperor Hao, whose power shook the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. Legend has it that he buried himself in a mysterious place before his death, and no one has been able to find it for ten thousand years.
And now, the Qing Emperor's Tomb has actually been revealed?
"Is the information accurate?" Ye Fan pressed.
"Absolutely!"
Excitement flashed in the cultivator's eyes, "It's in the Demon Emperor's Tomb in the Southern Region of the Eastern Wasteland!"
It is said that a few days ago, strange phenomena occurred in the heavens and earth, with rosy clouds soaring into the sky and the sound of ancient scriptures being chanted, which startled all the cultivators within a radius of ten thousand miles!
Now, Great Sage, Desolate Ancient Family, and Mighty One demon clans are rushing there!
If it gets too late, you won't even get soup!
After saying that, the cultivator ignored Ye Fan and sped off eastward.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged another glance.
The discovery of the Qing Emperor's Tomb is an absolutely momentous event that will shake the entire Big Dipper Star Domain!
The legacy of the Great Emperor, ancient scriptures, divine weapons... any one of these is enough to drive cultivators mad!
" Ye Fan, we..." Pang Bo hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.
Ye Fan understood what he meant; the allure of the Qing Emperor's Tomb was too great.
Even just going to join the fun and witness the splendor of the Great Emperor's tomb is a rare opportunity for cultivators.
but...
Ye Fan looked at the Xiao Nannan.
The little girl was squatting by the roadside, curiously watching a colorful butterfly.
Qiu'er perched on her shoulder, her golden pupils half-closed, seemingly uninterested in the words " Qing Emperor's Tomb ".
Our target is White Emperor City.
Ye Fan finally said, " The Qing Emperor's Tomb is tempting, but it must be teeming with Mighty One. With our current cultivation level, going there would be suicide. Besides..."
He paused. "We have more important things to do."
Pang Bo nodded, though there was still some reluctance in his eyes, but he didn't say anything more.
However, just as they were preparing to continue north, Qiu'er suddenly lifted her head from Xiao Nannan's shoulder, her golden vertical pupils looking eastward, her nostrils twitching slightly.
"What's wrong, Qiu'er?" the Xiao Nannan asked.
Qiu'er was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "There's a familiar aura in that direction..."
"A familiar aura?" Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. "You mean... the Heavenly Court?"
"No, it's not the Heavenly Court," Qiu'er shook her head, "But it does feel strangely familiar... It's odd, I've never been there before."
Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged a glance.
" Qiu'er, are you sure what kind of aura it is?" Ye Fan asked.
Qiu'er sniffed again, a hint of confusion flashing in her golden pupils. "I can't quite put my finger on it... It's like an old friend, or perhaps... karma."
cause and effect.
The word appeared again.
"Should we...?" Pang Bo asked tentatively.
Ye Fan pondered for a moment, then made a decision. "We'll go take a look, but only on the outskirts, never going any deeper. If there's any danger, we'll evacuate immediately."
This decision was made partly because Qiu'er's reaction was indeed unusual, and partly... Ye Fan also admitted that he was indeed somewhat curious about the Qing Emperor's Tomb.
That's the tomb of the Great Emperor.
So the four of them changed direction and headed towards the Southern Region the Eastern Wasteland, towards the location of the Demon Emperor's Tomb.
Deep within the White Jade Capital lies the Nine Heavenly Pool.
Above the dome, the Milky Way hangs upside down, flowing with nectar condensed from the pure air of the heavens. The pool walls are carved from warm white jade, and Sisi of celestial mist float on the water, sometimes transforming into the shape of phoenixes and sometimes gathering and dispersing into the shape of nebulae.
Amidst the gentle murmur of the water, two women were half-submerged in the pool.
Zhu Zhuyun wore a dark-colored swimsuit with a clean cut, which accentuated her slender and upright figure, like a bamboo shoot that had been tempered in cold water.
She leaned against the pool wall, eyes closed, resting. Her wet black hair clung to her neck, water droplets sliding down her collarbone.
Zhu Zhuqing chose a black outfit, simple yet highlighting her breathtaking curves.
She submerged herself deeper into the water, leaving only her shoulders and her clear, bright eyes visible above the surface, gazing intently at the rising steam from the pool.