Living forever in the deep palace

Chapter 266 Emperor Ming's Traces

Yu Wenzhi had eaten such a fairy treasure as the fruit before, so he naturally knew how precious it was. His breathing became heavier when he heard about it.

"senior."

"Tell me about it."

"What do you want me to do?"

Yu Wenzhi was very smart and immediately thought of Emperor Ming in the imperial mausoleum. Although he didn't know what Su Chen was going to do, it was obvious that this mysterious martial god had always had a special liking for Daxuan.

"Go to the imperial mausoleum and check."

"No matter what I find out, when you come out, I will give you a tree fruit, allowing you to completely enter the realm of martial saint in your physical body."

Su Chen patted Yu Wenzhi's shoulder and calmly attached a wisp of absolute thought to Yu Wenzhi's body.

The imperial mausoleum may contain great horrors.

It is impossible for Su Chen to take risks personally, but it is not a problem for him to use a thought as his eyes to follow and take a look at the world in the imperial tomb.

This trace of despair cannot alarm any existence.

"it is good!"

Yu Wenzhi acted embarrassed and hesitated for a long time before agreeing.

In fact.

In his heart, he had already accepted the mission to go to the imperial tomb without hesitation.

In Yu Wenzhi's view.

What's so big about the imperial mausoleum? There are only three dragon guards and Emperor Ming, a grandmaster who has the potential to become a martial saint.

Who is he?

Yu Wenzhi, after performing the secret technique, became a martial saint on earth.

soon.

Yu Wenzhi left the imperial city and stopped in Chiyan City, a small city outside the imperial city.

He summoned the troops of the Eternal Night Division.

How to say.

He also belongs to a certain faction.

If you want to explore the imperial mausoleum, you don't have to do everything yourself. Just report to Su Chen and get information about the imperial mausoleum.

Batch after batch of elite troops were sent to the imperial mausoleum.

However, what Yu Wenzhi did not expect was that the weakest of these people had reached the first-grade golden body realm in martial arts, and the strongest was at the grandmaster level, but after going to the imperial mausoleum, there was no sound from them.

"This is impossible!"

"Even with the Three Dragon Guards here, it's impossible to completely wipe out my most elite Eternal Night Division troops..."

Yu Wenzhi looked directly at the imperial mausoleum for the first time.

This imperial mausoleum can make Emperor Ming go into seclusion and make that mysterious senior dare not set foot in. There must be great terror in it.

"It seems that I have no choice but to enter in person."

"I don't believe it."

"I am a Martial Saint, yet I could be killed in this small imperial mausoleum. Emperor Ming can even retreat in there. Even if I am exposed, it would be easy for me to break out."

"There are tens of thousands of Canglong Guards, and there is no way they can stop a Martial Saint like me!"

that's it.

Yu Wenzhi made some simple arrangements, put on his night clothes, and rode a horse towards the imperial mausoleum in the cover of night.

Under the sky.

The imperial mausoleum, built against the mountain, is shrouded in clouds and mist, as if it is a crack between heaven and earth, swallowing up countless pasts and secrets.

At this moment, the night is as dark as ink, everything is silent, and the wind is howling in the mountains.

The Canglong Guards, wearing heavy Xuanshui armor, were patrolling back and forth in groups of ten, and no one was allowed to get close to Huangling.

This place is considered the heart of the imperial mausoleum.

"The Canglong Guard's patrols aren't very strict. From the traces of the Eternal Night Division's men and horses I've found along the way, they haven't been discovered by the Canglong Guard."

"But why were they all wiped out?"

"Could it be that there is danger in the imperial mausoleum? That shouldn't be the case. At most there is a Grandmaster Mingdi in seclusion."

Yu Wenzhi pondered in his heart and felt a little uneasy.

But the entrance to the imperial mausoleum was right in front of him, and he felt a little unwilling to just leave like that.

Fruits!

If you get the fruit from the tree, your body will become a Martial Saint!

In addition, with the special energy in his body and the secret method he used to increase his physical strength, he is definitely the most powerful martial saint in history.

Such temptation forced him to take the risk.

Fight!

Yu Wenzhi gritted his teeth.

soon.

There was white mist coming from the mountains.

The Canglong Guards who were guarding the heavy stone gate of the imperial mausoleum gradually left. Yu Wenzhi came to the entrance of the imperial mausoleum and pushed the door open with a "bang".

A chill came over me.

At this moment, the desperate thought left by Su Chen on Yu Wenzhi also woke up, as if a pair of eyes were watching this imperial tomb.

Yu Wenzhi acted quickly.

He walked down along the imperial mausoleum chamber for a long time and forgot about time. He only felt that it was getting colder and colder as he went down. Even a great master like him was shivering with cold.

"Something's wrong."

"Why can't I see anything?"

In the courtyard.

Under the Towering Tree.

Su Chen frowned. Through his Jue Nian, he could only see the range of his five fingers in the imperial mausoleum, and could not find the whereabouts of Emperor Ming at all.

And, this shouldn't happen.

"There's something wrong with the white mist."

"This white fog didn't originate from the mountain stream, but rather from the extremely dangerous area beneath the imperial mausoleum. Even a tenth-level celestial being like me can't see anything."

Su Chen's heart sank slightly.

Such a place.

Emperor Ming, what the hell are you doing here?

He probably did the right thing by letting Yu Wenzhi step into the imperial mausoleum. If he went there to play alone, he would definitely alarm the owner of the mysterious white mist under the imperial mausoleum.

at the same time.

Yu Wenzhi continued walking. He was already regretting accepting this mission.

He wanted to turn around and go back.

When Su Chen asked, he just gave a perfunctory answer.

but.

When he turned his head, he found that the road behind him had disappeared and turned into a thousand-foot cliff covered with white mist. If he stepped over it, he would be crushed to pieces.

"This……"

"Damn it!"

"This is not a job for humans."

Yu Wenzhi kept shouting and cursing. At this time, a layer of white frost formed all over his body. He was shivering with cold. He had to use secret methods to forcibly obtain the physical strength of the human martial saint.

no way.

He didn't dare to gamble that the cliff was an illusion.

He had no choice but to keep going, and along the way, he finally found traces of the subordinates who had been sent into the imperial mausoleum before.

They all appeared on the road ahead, turned into ice-sculptured corpses, with fear still in their eyes, and continued to flee backwards.

"Wu Haishan!"

"He was a top-notch Grandmaster, how could he die here?"

"and."

"From the looks of it, he was actually frightened to death."

"How can this be!"

After Yu Wenzhi examined him for a while, his expression changed.

Subsequently.

He continued walking.

Soon.

He reached the end, and here, he finally met Emperor Ming. If this could still be considered a human being, then he was Emperor Ming.

"This……"

"How can this be!"

Yu Wenzhi's eyes widened, and at this moment he was overwhelmed by an unprecedented fear, so much so that he even forgot to breathe.

at the same time.

Don’t even mention Yu Wenzhi.

Even Su Chen from the Great Xuan Imperial City had a change of expression in his eyes, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"I see."

"No wonder, even after the Great Xuan Imperial Family was wiped out, Emperor Ming didn't come out of seclusion, and instead appointed Prince Rong, a distant bloodline, as regent..."

"It turns out that he is no longer a human being..."

Su Chen's eyes were complicated.

The imperial mausoleum is built against the mountain.

The entire mountain, including the underground, has been hollowed out and turned into a huge mausoleum.

At this moment.

This huge hollow mountain contains a huge figure. It is not the posture of Emperor Ming, but a monster that is a thousand feet tall.

Its body was covered with pitch-black scales, its eyes were blood-red, its head was covered with horns, and it had a pair of wings. It was the disappeared Great Mysterious Ksitigarbha Demon.

But it's more than that.

On the body of this Ksitigarbha demon, there is a twisting human face, and it looks like Emperor Ming.

"crazy!"

"I must be crazy and dreaming..."

Yu Wenzhi looked at everything in front of him, and all his preparations and courage collapsed in an instant. He no longer hesitated and turned around to escape.

Even if there was a cliff thousands of feet high behind him, he was unwilling to face this terrifying monster that only existed in myths and legends.

boom!

A feeling of weightlessness came over me.

Yu Wenzhi fell off a thousand-meter-high cliff. This was not an illusion, but a real thousand-meter-high cliff.

"How can this be!"

"No!"

Yu Wenzhi was terrified.

Even if one was a martial saint in the world, falling from a cliff thousands of feet high would have a narrow escape of death, or even a ten-thousandth chance of survival. He closed his eyes and was about to wait for death.

But the next moment.

He fell to the ground suddenly.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a familiar place. There were birds singing and flowers blooming, there were flowers of all seasons, and there was even a towering tree.

same.

In this courtyard, he also saw Su Chen.

"This……"

Yu Wenzhi was stunned.

He had never experienced as much emotional fluctuation as he did today in his entire life. He couldn't help but sit down and drink a sip of tea to calm himself down.

At the last moment, Su Chen still took action.

At the cost of losing that trace of despair, he made a move through the air and teleported Yu Wenzhi over.

With his great magical powers, it was not difficult to do this. The only thing he was worried about was that it would alarm Emperor Ming who was merging with the Ksitigarbha Demon.

Yes.

That Ksitigarbha demon is merging with Emperor Ming.

Although it was unbelievable, this scene was real, and even Su Chen was stunned.

"That great and mysterious Ksitigarbha Demon, who devoured the chaotic destiny, was able to rise from the level of Tianjue Huashen to become an emperor comparable to the perfection of the first realm. This was already quite remarkable."

"Now, he has secretly transformed into a terrifying demon comparable to a second-level Heavenly Monarch. I never expected this."

"Most importantly, Emperor Ming..."

Su Chen smacked his lips in amazement.

As a mortal, he usurped the power of Ksitigarbha Demon, and even possessed the power of Ksitigarbha Demon at the level of the second-level Heavenly Lord. This can be said to be a step to heaven, which is completely unimaginable.

But, Emperor Ming is about to succeed.

With Su Chen's eyesight, he could naturally see that Emperor Ming had already succeeded and was in the process of merging. The next step was just a matter of time.

Before Emperor Ming went into seclusion, his realm was only that of a Grand Master.

In the world of mountains and seas, it is the innate realm.

what is this?

In the eyes of immortal cultivators, let alone the foundation-building pill, even in the eyes of those who have reached the top of the tenth stage of Qi training, this kind of innate martial arts is nothing more than an ant.

However, it is such an ant that has ascended to the sky in one step and is on the way to becoming a second-level Heavenly Lord, and is still on the way to success.

What is the concept of a second-level Heavenly Monarch?

There are the realms of mountains and seas, the five domains of heaven and earth, and some small worlds numbering tens or even millions. The number of immortal Taoists is so vast that hundreds of billions is not an exaggeration.

that's it.

There are only a handful of Heavenly Lords in the second realm.

Only the Central Region Heavenly Palace has a handful of such people.

Each of them has practiced for more than ten thousand years, and some have even broken the limit of lifespan and practiced for tens of thousands of years before they can reach the realm of the second-level Heavenly Lord.

Even for Su Chen to reach his current state, a tenth-level celestial being with the combat power of a second-level celestial monarch, it took him nearly three to five hundred years.

And what about Emperor Ming?

All in all, he is only in his early fifties.

"Shenxu Dizang is truly a magical world."

"Ugh."

"Emperor Ming."

"Second Realm Heavenly Monarch."

Su Chen didn't know what to say for a moment.

Even a second-level Heavenly Monarch is no match for him. It seems that his sense of danger does not come from Emperor Ming, but from the dangerous place under the imperial mausoleum, where there are other beings lurking.

perhaps.

It was that terrifying third-level Ksitigarbha Demon Ancestor.

"so."

"It's already like this now."

"When will I be able to complete the Nine Heavenly Soul Transformations?"

Su Chen felt that he was only one step away from success, but this final step just couldn't be taken.

The day when Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva reversed.

Think about it.

It should be soon.

Su Chen had a feeling that the decisive battle between the great immortals was about to begin.

If you are still unable to step into the Nine Heavenly Soul Transformations.

He will also suffer.

"gentlemen."

"Then, what on earth is that!"

"Is that Mingdi? Mingdi...how could he become like this?"

Yu Wenzhi was still in shock and kept muttering to himself. He still hasn't recovered from his shock.

Recalling the scene I saw.

The thousand-foot-tall monster, burning with red fire, with ferocious eyes, just one glance at him, the suffocating pressure made him lose his soul in an instant.

If Su Chen had not acted quickly, he would have been frightened to death at that moment. He would have continued to run away, frozen into an ice sculpture by the cold air.

At this moment, Yu Wenzhi finally woke up.

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Su Chen. He understood that the Su Chen in front of him was definitely not a Martial God above the Martial Saint, but definitely a legendary immortal.

The monsters fused by Emperor Ming are all great terrors that have never appeared in reality. Therefore, what's the big deal about having immortals?

Legends about "immortals" have always been banned in the Ksitigarbha world, but have never been cut off. Even Yu Wenzhi, who came from a royal family, has heard a lot about them.

In the past, he scoffed at it, but now he witnessed it with his own eyes.

Immortal fruit.

Tianmui.

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid only immortals can do this.

After hearing what Yu Wenzhi said, Su Chen pondered for a moment.

Yu Wenzhi is still useful to him and needs some comfort.

I thought about it.

Su Chen stretched out his hand, took a fruit from the Sky-supporting Tree, and handed it to Yu Wenzhi as a fulfillment of his promise, and then said.

"Relax."

"The Ksitigarbha Demon fused by Emperor Ming cannot be brought to the world yet."

"When it truly comes out into the world, it will be a day of devastation. As a mortal, I can usurp the power of the second-level Ksitigarbha Demon. I think the Lords of the Holy Land will be interested in it."

Su Chen patted Yu Wenzhi's shoulder, then frowned and swept Yu Wenzhi out of his courtyard.

And at this time.

In the courtyard, a figure appeared at some point and was sitting on his rattan chair, staring at Su Chen quietly.