Star Trace Gate

Chapter 778: Entering the Emperor’s Tomb, the gatekeeper turned out to be him?

The common people of Chaolong City and countless people with magical powers were all looking up at the sky, staring in amazement at Ren Ye being lifted up by a breeze and leaping into the sky, higher than the fifteen Dragon Viewing Platforms.

Who on earth gathered the Five Cities Qingfeng and paved the way for the ancient emperor's descendants to become emperors? !

At this moment, countless people with supernatural powers collectively emitted their perceptions, but in the end they were unable to detect where the breeze came from, or who displayed such amazing supernatural powers that seemed like those of a true immortal!

This kind of means is obviously not from the power of the underworld. In other words, at today's event, there is another Grandmaster who is at least a sixth-grade Daoist master. Is the King of the country here to protect the descendants of the ancient emperor? !

Is it the master of the sect behind him who has come?

But why didn't he show up?

For a time, all kinds of speculations and discussions spread across the five cities of Xianlan like a tide.

In the sky higher than the Dragon Platform, Ren no longer had any time to pay attention to the reactions in the city. He didn't even have time to say goodbye to his close friends one by one, or to stand in the breeze and pretend to be cool.

He has already sensed that, in ten breaths at most, the emperor's tomb will be closed.

"It's too late, go!!"

In a hurry, Ren did not hesitate to take out the Human Emperor Sword, and controlled it remotely with his sword finger, causing it to fall straight down, and then pass under Xiaobudian's feet with a whoosh.

The sword passed under his feet, lifting the little guy up into the sky.

“Ah!! I…I’m flying!”

If any other child was suddenly lifted up by a magic sword, he would definitely be scared to the point of peeing his pants, but the little kid, who was born to be a jerk, let out an extremely excited roar at this moment: "I am also a magician, I can fly on a sword...!"

"Senior Bai Tiaoji has already entered the Jiuli Continent. With Master Chu here, he will protect you. Before I come out, don't act rashly. Just wait for the battle at the Emperor's Tomb to end. It's too late. In short, we have to adapt to the situation as it arises..."

The Little Bad King's message rang in the ears of his close friends with incredible clarity.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but saw the breeze blowing across the road leading to the emperor's tomb like waves. Ren Ye stood on the "tide", reached out to pull the little one, and suddenly disappeared in a sea of ​​crimson.

A big child, with a small child, left under the gaze of billions of eyes.

"brush!"

The descendants of the ancient emperor have already embarked on the road to becoming emperors. The green mountains are swaying, and the breeze is blowing, as if they had never been there.

There was an uproar in the five cities, and countless people with supernatural powers were talking and discussing who had just made a move in secret to force the descendants of the ancient emperor to connect to the blocked imperial road.

On the fifteen Dragon Viewing Platforms, all the kings and clan leaders were gazing at the human world with cold eyes, as if they were looking for something.

At the same time, on the Qiyun Mountain of Dongdeng Mansion, a solemn look appeared on the old marquis's lazy face.

He slowly walked to the top of the mountain, looked down, and said in surprise: "Is this the fellow Taoist who came to Jiuli?! He entered the Tao and then broke through the Tao, as if he had passed that hurdle, but also as if he had not passed it... What an amazing person."

"It's so lively! This is the grand occasion that should occur after the emperor's tomb is opened."

The old marquis muttered to himself, his face full of ease and peace, without any of the cold expressions of the fifteen sect leaders or clan masters.

However, at this moment, he was not the only one staring at Chaolong City, but all the sixth-grade cultivators here also had their own thoughts, slowly spreading their perceptions, searching for the person who could gather the clear wind in the world.

In the pagoda with flowing divine light, the old man in green clothes said with his hands behind his back: "What a good saying! My friend, there is no way forward on this journey, but there is the Qingfeng Zhanlongtai! It seems that a madman has entered Jiuli...!"

"Could it be the master of the ancient emperor's descendant?" A fifth-rank immortal master in the back asked tentatively.

"Whether it is true or not, this sentence is enough to change the color of Jiuli heaven and earth. There are fifteen dragon platforms, can he destroy them all?" The old man in green shook his head slightly: "Haha, we can only know everything after the Emperor's Tomb is opened."

On the Dragon Viewing Platform in the center, the old eyes of the Wuchen Sect Master were now focused on Chaolong City, as deep as the night sky.

He was different from others. At this moment, he could vaguely sense the existence of the person who gathered the breeze with one finger. And this was because... the divine consciousness of that person was like a sword that could cut through the sky and split the earth. At the moment when the breeze dissipated, it seemed to lightly touch his brow.

Wu Chen remained unmoved by this, his face remaining calm.

"This is the master of the ancient emperor's descendant. Has he joined our Jiuli?" The leader of the Qingyao Sect asked in a voice transmission.

"Tianjiao has entered the sect, and everything is settled. Why don't we join forces... to force him out together?!" the leader of the Yumen Sect asked softly.

"I am a cultivator of divine methods, and I just sensed that the rhythm of the Great Dao that that person condensed into the breeze was originally damaged... The rhythm of the Great Dao, condensed in an instant, returned to its original state, but it was full of the feeling of exhaustion. If nothing unexpected happens, that person's life span has come to an end, and he should not live for many years." An old monster who is the master of a sect who has lived for more than 200 years: "If a dying person really forcibly "slashes the dragon platform", it will be difficult to prevent it."

As soon as these words were spoken, the fifteen kings and clan leaders present fell silent. Even Situ Ang, who was filled with anger, did not refute.

The old monster, the sixth-rank sect master, seemed to be talking about his own perception, but in fact he was reminding others that this sixth-rank Daoist of unknown origin had reached the end of his life. Such a person had nothing to worry about. Once he could burn out his life and reach the peak of the Dao, he might really be able to take away two boys and girls who were over 200 years old.

Although the fifteen kings present had all entered their old age, they had not yet reached the point where they had to face life and death. It was obviously not "rational" to fight a desperate battle with a person of the same level who was at the end of his energy and would not live for many years.

Of course, all of this was the imagination, conjecture, and calculation of the fifteen clan leaders and kings. They could not see what kind of realm, situation, and mentality the other party was in at the moment, and could only consider and think from their own standpoint.

Not long after, the silent Wuchen Sect Master withdrew his own majestic perception power and whispered: "The Great Dao Battle in the Emperor's Tomb has not yet ended, and the Wupin Land has not yet been opened. Whether he is here or not, it has no effect at this moment."

"Wait for the right opportunity, then kill the external enemy."

"What do you think?"

The voice of inquiry echoed in the ears of the other clan leaders and country rulers.

Situ Ang said with a gloomy face: "Today he threatened to kill Longtai in public. No matter whether he has run out of energy or not, the fifteen sects of mine must respond. Otherwise... what about the face of the ancient sects and clans known as the Nine Li?!"

"That's right. The Land of No Rank is open, and the suppression of Heaven's Path is not obvious. Even if he has barely touched the realm above the sixth rank, he will still die in the Emperor's Tomb."

"Can!"

"Can!"

"...!"

The other fourteen sect leaders all expressed their opinions and agreed with Sect Leader Wuchen's idea.

In the inn, Jiang Yu, who was dressed in cloth, had a thought and his perception enveloped Master Chu: "You are at your wit's end. After entering Jiuli, have you gained anything new?"

"...!"

When Master Chu Dao just saw the breeze rising, he was already very excited: "Old Ancestor, you are finally here? I missed you so much! To be honest, I have done nothing for a while, I have been collecting funny things in the world, my friends are also very sharp-tongued, and during this period... they have all become a joke. For example, one of my idiot best friends actually defecated in the emperor's tomb. This person is the source of all the bad luck...!"

"Take the main road in front of you and enter the city." Jiang Yu replied.

When Master Chu heard this, he straightened his back, which had felt very heavy before, and looked around proudly, staring at the Dragon Viewing Platform for a long time, and then he greeted with a dignified manner: "Brothers, let's go!"

This group of outsiders, who had been crumbling in Jiuli for more than two months, now seemed to be propped up by a sword. They finally had the chance to sit on the "high seat" in Chaolong and watch the battle between the great powers.

……

In the emperor's tomb, the crimson color faded.

Ren Ye held the little one's chubby hand and turned his head to look at the surrounding scenery, only to find that he was in a huge valley with an unforgettable end.

In the far north, there were faint outlines of several mountains, so he felt that he was not in the mountains, but rather in a very vast and unknown star gate secret realm.

Isn't this right?

I was clearly sent up from the foot of the mountain by Senior White-striped Chicken with a breeze. According to common sense, shouldn't I be halfway up the mountain or even lower now?

Could it be that after entering the Xingshan Mountain, he and Little One also entered the illusion of the Emperor's Tomb test? And the area of ​​this illusion space is very vast?

"Lion, lion... We don't seem to be in the mountains?" The little guy widened his eyes and looked around curiously.

"Lion Tiger?!" Ren was slightly stunned and blinked: "Who the hell admitted it!"

"I...I have decided to be your disciple!" said the little guy very seriously.

"But I haven't decided yet." Ren Ye replied speechlessly.

"I can decide this matter by myself. I don't need your consent." Although the little guy is only five or six years old, his thick skin and bad temper are indeed not inferior to those of the owner of the park.

"...I think you are at a loss after entering the big tomb, and you want to take advantage of me for free." Ren Ye saw through the other party's little thoughts at a glance.

"Lion, what is freeloading?!"

"Little brat, don't ask about social affairs." Ren was too lazy to pay attention to this little idiot who wanted to force his master. He just looked at the scenery around him and murmured in surprise: "Something is wrong. We should be the last ones to enter the Emperor's Tomb. After all the blood guides enter the secret realm, it should be the stage where the Heavenly Dao reads out the rules of the mission, but why is there no movement now?"

He inexplicably felt that the rules of this emperor's tomb were a little confusing, so he wanted to explore the many magic weapons in the consciousness space and think about the various situations he might experience in advance.

"Ong!"

There was no one else around, and just when Ren was considering whether he should change his appearance again, he suddenly felt the Phoenix Fire Furnace in his consciousness space vibrate slightly.

"?!"

The Little Bad King was stunned for a moment. Just when he was about to send out his perception to investigate why the treasure suddenly moved, he felt a tremendous and endless terrifying pressure flashing across his consciousness!

"What the hell, what happened?!"

Ren was also startled.

Suddenly, the lid of the Phoenix Fire Furnace flew away by itself, and a tall figure inside the furnace rose up without any warning.

"brush!"

The figure flew out from between the Little Bad King's eyebrows, and under the astonished gaze of the little guy, it soared into the sky.

"Wow... Uncle Liu, who was beheaded, is back from the dead?!"

The little one opened his little mouth and roared excitedly.

"Resurrection? What the hell? I'm afraid he'll turn into a corpse after re-entering the emperor's tomb." Ren didn't understand the situation at all. He just looked up at the sky with a pale face and saw Lao Liu's headless body flying under the scorching sun.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the Dao rhyme of the great emperor that was about to dissipate in the emperor's tomb came from all directions and merged into Lao Liu's body.

He stepped on the flowing clouds, his body floating under the scorching sun. In the endless shining of divine light, a huge phantom that held up the sky and the earth condensed behind him.