The three rushed into the main burial chamber, and the sight before them shocked them all.
The tomb chamber was astonishingly large, with a pitch-black coffin in the center, engraved with dragon patterns, suspended in mid-air by four chains.
Beneath the coffin, an old man dressed in animal skins and with a full head of silver hair sat cross-legged.
He slowly opened his eyes, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and said, "You've come."
"Are you a descendant of the Sima Clan?" Seeing that there was a cultivator inside who did not immediately make a move, Uncle Nine cupped his hands and asked.
"The descendants of the Three Miao people, the last guardians of the tomb." The old man's gaze swept over the three.
"If it weren't for the tomb robbers who dug up the tomb today, we wouldn't have been born yet."
Four Eyes couldn't help but exclaim, "In this tomb..."
The old man chuckled softly, a hint of sorrow in his voice. "Ha! Inside lies the true master, the Emperor's corpse."
The old man slowly recounted a long-forgotten piece of history:
"Since ancient times, emperors have sought immortality, only to be outmaneuvered by cultivators. They promised immortality but buried emperors in places where yin energy gathered, subjecting them to the torment of evil aura for eternity, all to borrow their dragon energy to activate a grand formation."
As the old man slowly recounted his past deeds, Lin Yu had already quietly used his Primordial Spirit his surroundings.
He had a feeling that the old man was no good, and soon his calm expression turned to shock.
"Master, this place is covered with great formations. This is... the Slay the Dragon and Dispel the Sha, Spirit-Transforming Great Formation!"
Upon hearing this, Uncle Nine's expression became extremely solemn.
This formation aims to gather the evil energy of heaven and earth and inject it into the main body of the emperor's corpse. Once it takes shape, it can Slay the Dragon and Dispel the Sha, reverse the universe, and achieve the revival of spiritual energy.
The balance of Yin and Yang exists between heaven and earth, but this era is out of balance. Therefore, cultivators use methods to break the evil influences and restore the balance of heaven and earth.
When the Slay the Dragon and Dispel the Sha are broken, it will be the time for the spiritual energy to revive.
But to achieve this, they must first "slay the dragon," and that dragon is currently right in front of them.
So, that Golden Armored Corpse was just a gatekeeper; if it weren't for the tomb raiders, they might not have even been born.
After all, my senior brother had mentioned this plan before, but he hadn't informed them to go yet, which meant it wasn't the right time.
Now that they've stumbled upon this by accident, it's uncertain whether it will disrupt the plans of the founders.
"What a pity..." The old man's voice interrupted their thoughts.
"The secret will eventually be exposed. You probably never imagined that someone would betray you for a little wealth and glory."
"Thus began a battle between emperors and the cultivation world."
Uncle Nine's pupils suddenly contracted; he seemed to have guessed something.
"Master, these formations have all been tampered with!"
As Lin Yu carefully observed the runes of the formation, he discovered that the key nodes that should have been used to break the evil energy and transform it into spiritual energy had all been changed into runes for gathering and nurturing!
"The cultivation world may have calculated everything, but they underestimated the ruthlessness of emperors. Since you won't let us have an easy time, then let's all perish together!"
A glint of madness flashed in the old man's eyes. He slowly stood up, and a black, malevolent aura began to emanate from his body.
"Hahaha! You've finally figured it out! Since cultivators want to use the emperor's dragon energy, then let's turn that dragon energy into a world-destroying power! Once the emperor's corpse is formed, it will be the death of all cultivators!"
"Why are you helping the remnants of the Three Miao?" Uncle Nine demanded sternly.
The old man's eyes were filled with hatred. "Why? Didn't you drive us out back in ancient times?"
Before he finished speaking, he slammed his palm down on the center of the formation in the ground!
"Buzz--!"
The entire tomb chamber was instantly enveloped in a terrifying aura, and the four chains hanging the coffins trembled violently.
The emperor's corpse inside the coffin seemed to sense something, letting out a muffled growl, and the cracks in the coffin walls rapidly widened.
"Oh no! He's trying to awaken the Emperor's Corpse ahead of schedule!" Uncle Nine shouted.
Lin Yu dared not be negligent. The golden chains at his fingertips surged, transforming into a golden dragon that tightly bound the dragon-patterned coffin that was about to explode.
The golden light on the chains clashed violently with the malevolent energy emanating from the coffin, producing a sizzling sound.
Uncle Nine wasn't idle either; he quickly rushed towards the old man, trying to stop him.
Ignoring his fear, Four Eyes quickly formed a hand seal and stomped the ground, invoking the ancestral master to possess him.
No one knew how terrifying the emperor's corpse inside was, and everyone was making ample preparations.
However, it all seems to be too late.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the coffin lid flew off, and a terrifying aura a hundred times stronger than the previous Golden Armored Corpse soared into the sky!
Inside the coffin, a corpse dressed in a black and gold dragon robe slowly sat up. His eyes were closed, but the imperial aura and endless killing intent emanating from him already made people feel unprecedented pressure.
The old man from the Three Miao Tribe below seemed to have all his strength drained away; his head lolled to the side, and he breathed his last.
Just as the three held their breath and stared intently, the old man's soul floated out of the corpse and headed straight for the emperor's corpse!
Uncle Nine reacted extremely quickly, releasing the yellow talisman and aiming straight for the soul.
Lin Yu was not to be outdone, and swung out the chain at top speed.
"Laugh--!"
The Emperor's corpse appeared with incredible speed, its two fingers clamping down on the yellow talisman and the chain. The yellow talisman was instantly destroyed by the Yin energy.
Seeing that his hasty attack had been blocked, Lin Yu also dissipated the chains.
Because the old man's soul had already merged with the emperor's corpse, the tomb was instantly enveloped in a terrifying aura.
The merged Emperor Corpse (the old man) opened his eyes, his gaze blazing, and laughed heartily, "So what if I was born early? This invincible power is more than enough!"
Before he could speak, they had already attacked.
Uncle Nine stood firmly on the ground, with Zero on his left and Fire on his right. Ten thousand arcs of lightning danced wildly around him like silver snakes, and terrifying energy surged into a vortex in his palm, instantly blasting towards the Emperor Corpse.
Lin Yu moved at the same time. A golden light flashed between his eyes and brows, and his Heavenly Eye was instantly activated. The Yin Sha Qi surrounding the Emperor Corpse and the weaknesses of the merged soul were exposed to him.
Immediately afterwards, he made a hand seal with his left hand and swung the golden chain with his right hand. The chain instantly grew several feet long, pointing directly at his soul.
The old man roared and unleashed a palm strike, sending a terrifying shockwave straight towards the two of them!
"Mountain Shaking!" Lin Yu sensed that he might be sent flying by his own strength alone, so he shouted and changed his footwork. Terrifying power erupted from his body, blocking the Emperor Corpse's palm strike.
Even more astonishingly, a gigantic phantom of Kunpeng suddenly appeared behind Lin Yu.
When the Kunpeng Precious Technique was pushed to its limit, the phantom unfurled its wings, blotting out the sky, and a terrifying suction force that could devour everything erupted from the phantom, attempting to strip the soul from the Emperor's corpse.
Although it is the corpse of an ancient emperor, it has not yet taken shape, which is why the old man merged his own soul to forcibly promote its growth.
Once the soul is stripped away, it's just a child with a gun—deadly, but still capable of fighting.
"Disperse!" Lin Yu pushed his hands forward, and the Kunpeng phantom let out a deafening cry. Its wings flapped violently, and countless golden wind blades mixed with devouring power bombarded the Emperor's Corpse.