That seemingly casual wave of the sleeve contained unimaginable power.
Dozens of elite disciples from Great Sage, divine dynasties, and aristocratic families, with cultivation levels ranging from the lowest at the Lin Hao Dao Palace Secret Realm to the highest at the Four Extremes Secret Realm, were sent flying like kites with broken strings before crashing to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Blood stained the bluestone ground.
Some suffered broken ribs, some had shattered internal organs, and some experienced shocks to their Dao Palace, resulting in a drop in their cultivation level.
Cries of agony rose and fell.
However, what is even more chilling are those who did not utter a sound—they had completely lost their breath.
The entire room fell silent.
Only the mournful sound of the wind blowing through the palace ruins and the faint roars of beasts echoing from the depths of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land in the distance.
Everyone froze in place, their pupils contracted, and their breathing stopped.
Those geniuses who were originally bloodthirsty and ready to pounce on the Emperor's Scripture now felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.
"Who... who is he?"
The Yaoguang Holy Son was pale, and the Holy Light Sword in his hand trembled slightly. Just a moment ago, he didn't even see how Lin Hao made his move. He only felt a vast and unfathomable aura flash by.
He had only ever experienced that feeling with the Supreme Elder of the Yaoguang Holy Land.
No, it's even stronger.
Ji Haoyue, the Ji Family Divine Body, had a solemn expression, and the strange phenomenon of the Bright Moon Rising over the Sea behind him unconsciously subsided a bit. He came from the Desolate Ancient Family and had extensive knowledge, but at this moment he could not see through this black-clad youth standing with his hands behind his back.
"With a casual wave of his hand, he severely injured dozens of peerless prodigies... This is at least a peak Dragon Transformation Secret Realm expert, and possibly even a powerful figure from the Immortal Platform Secret Realm!"
Immortal Platform Secret Realm!
These four words exploded in everyone's hearts.
The prodigies present were all outstanding successors of their respective forces, but they were still young, and most of them were at the Dao Palace or Four Extremes Realm. Those who could step into the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm were extremely rare.
The Immortal Platform Secret Realm is a realm that only Saint Lord-level figures can set foot in; it is a true behemoth of its kind.
Could this young man, who looks to be no more than twenty years old, be a powerful figure from the Immortal Platform Secret Realm?
How could that be!
"This person... could he be some reclusive old monster with the secret to eternal youth?" Prince Xia Yiming of Great Xia Prince whispered to the old servant beside him.
The old servant's expression was solemn as he slowly shook his head. "Your Highness, this old servant cannot fathom his true strength. But that strike just now was effortless and natural, perfectly embodying the principles of heaven and earth, something no ordinary Dragon Transformation cultivator could achieve."
The Queen Mother of the West, the Yaochi Holy Maiden, looked at Lin Hao with a hint of inquiry in her eyes. Possessing the secret techniques of Yaochi, she had keen senses and could vaguely sense a transcendent aura emanating from Lin Hao, as if he were out of place with this world, yet above it.
"This person is not simple," she thought to herself.
After a brief silence, someone finally broke it.
"Who are you? And why are you interfering in the affairs of my Solar Divine Dynasty?"
A middle-aged man dressed in a golden sun god robe stepped out, his face grim. He was an elder of the Solar Divine Dynasty, with a cultivation level at the third level of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. This time, he was leading a team into the Qing Emperor's Tomb to protect the disciples of the Sun God Dynasty.
Among those injured by Lin Hao were several core disciples of the Solar Divine Dynasty, which caused him to lose face.
Lin Hao didn't even lift his eyelids, only saying indifferently, "Noisy."
The elder of the Solar Divine Dynasty flew into a rage. "Arrogance! My Solar Divine Dynasty is an immortal divine dynasty of the Central Province, how dare you..."
Before he could finish speaking...
Lin Hao flicked his finger.
"Laugh--"
An invisible burst of energy shot out, faster than the sight could perceive.
The elder of the Solar Divine Dynasty's expression changed drastically, and his body erupted with blazing golden light. A small sun phantom rose behind him, which was the ultimate manifestation of the Solar Divine Dynasty's supreme technique, the " Sun True Scripture."
However, that invisible force sliced through the golden sun as easily as a hot knife through butter, piercing through his protective divine light.
"Puff!"
Blood splattered.
A gaping hole appeared in the right shoulder of the Solar Divine Dynasty elder, and his right arm hung limply. The halberd he was holding fell to the ground with a clatter.
He groaned, staggered back seven or eight steps, his face deathly pale, his eyes filled with horror.
"You..."
"Say one more word, and you die."
Lin Hao's voice remained calm, yet it sent chills down the spines of everyone present.
The elder of the Solar Divine Dynasty opened his mouth, but ultimately dared not utter another word. He covered his wound and retreated into the crowd, his eyes filled with resentment, but he dared not show it.
At this moment, no one dared to question Lin Hao's strength anymore.
The fact that he could severely Dragon Transformation Secret Realm with the flick of his finger was beyond their comprehension.
"This person is not someone you can defeat by force." The Yaoguang Holy Son secretly transmitted his voice to his fellow disciples beside him, "The Emperor's Scripture is valuable, but you must be alive to obtain it."
Ji Haoyue remained silent, and the Ji Family disciples behind him retreated, creating distance between them.
Prince Xia Yiming of the Great Xia Prince sighed and said to the old servant, "Let's go, this place is not safe to stay any longer."
The old servant nodded and escorted Xia Yiming as they slowly retreated towards the outer perimeter of the Azure Emperor Palace.
The Queen Mother of the West, the Yaochi Holy Maiden, gave Lin Hao and the Snow Empress a deep look, then said to the disciples of Yaochi, "Let's leave."
Soon, most of the factions began to consider retreating.
The imperial scriptures are precious, but life is even more precious.
However, there are always those who refuse to believe in superstition.
"Gentlemen, no matter how strong this person is, he is still just one person!"
An old man dressed in black robes with a sinister face stepped out. He was the Supreme Elder of the Northern Plains Golden Family, with a cultivation level at the fifth level of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. Among the various powerful figures who entered the Qing Emperor's Tomb this time, he was already among the top.
"The woman beside him has just broken through to the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and her aura is not yet stable. This is the perfect opportunity to seize the Emperor's Scripture!"
The old man in black robes said sinisterly, "How about we join forces, first slay this fiend, and then each rely on our own abilities to compete for the Emperor's Scripture?"
As soon as he finished speaking, several figures emerged from different directions.
There was a powerful demon from the Southern Ridge demon clan who revealed part of his true form, with wings on his back and a fierce aura.
There was an old monk in the Western Desert Buddhist Land, holding Demon-Subduing Pestle, with a solemn and dignified appearance, but with greed in his eyes.
There are also several supreme elders from major sects in the Eastern Wasteland, whose cultivation levels are all at the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.
A total of seven people surrounded Lin Hao and Snow Empress from seven directions.
These seven individuals represent the pinnacle of combat power entering the Qing Emperor's Tomb. Their cultivation levels range from the lowest, which is at the Dragon Transformation Third Heaven, to the highest, the black-robed elder, who is at the fifth level of the Dragon Transformation Realm.
With the seven of them working together, they would be able to put up a fight even against the strongest experts in the Immortal Platform Secret Realm.
"Young people, hand over the Imperial Scripture, and I may spare your lives," the black-robed elder said coldly.
Lin Hao finally raised his eyes and glanced at the seven people.
His gaze was calm and indifferent, as if he were looking not at seven powerful figures from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, but at seven ants.
"With you guys?"
"Arrogant!"
"Court death!"
All seven attacked simultaneously.
" The Golden Divine Treasury!"
The black-robed elder launched the first attack, and a golden divine kingdom appeared behind him. Countless divine weapons flew out from the divine kingdom, including swords, spears, halberds, bells, tripods, and seals, bombarding Lin Hao relentlessly.
This is the ultimate martial art of the Golden Family, evolving into the Golden Divine Treasury, unparalleled in offensive and defensive capabilities.
"The roc spreads its wings!"