Chapter 778: Delving into the Emperor’s Tomb

Ye Tianling no longer hesitated. He grabbed Que De and Wan Jimie, his body moving like a bolt of lightning as he entered the black hole.

Had it been Ye Tianling’s own body, forget not being able to see the black hole; even if he could, he wouldn’t have dared to enter.

The Devouring Power and Power of Destruction within were enough to annihilate his physical body, turning it to nothing. Even his Three Souls and Seven Spirits would not escape the fate of being crushed.

But with Yanyan’s Venerable body, he had no such worries.

Moreover, as the Purple Flame erupted into a Daoist light that enveloped the area, Que De and Wan Jimie were also completely protected within.

Although Ye Tianling only maintained the light for a moment, traversing the black hole was not a problem.

BOOM—

Ye Tianling’s figure quickly shot through the black hole and emerged on the other side.

Wan Jimie and Que De were dizzy and seeing stars. They had already activated all their protective Magical Treasures.

Que De was dressed in a tattered Daoist Robe, gaudy pants, a green wrist-string, and other peculiar accessories, making him look like a wandering charlatan.

Wan Jimie, on the other hand, wore the Daoist Celestial Essence Hat, which radiated endless green light and boundless Magical Power. His Battle Armor resembled a gossamer dress, and combined with his advanced age, he looked like a disreputable old eccentric, an uncanny being that was neither human nor demon.

Seeing their getups, Ye Tianling’s expression was a sight to behold.

Even in Yanyan’s body, he still felt the urge to laugh.

However, Yanyan’s body was extremely cold, seemingly incapable of laughter, which made Ye Tianling’s resulting expression look rather strange.

"Damn it, can you stop that sinister smile? You’re giving Lord Que the creeps."

"Indeed. Your smile... it’s so tragic, so heart-wrenching. I feel very unsettled."

Que De and Wan Jimie spoke up one after the other.

Ye Tianling couldn’t be bothered to deal with the two shameless old geezers. They claimed to be wary, yet they were staring intently at his face.

It was a show of courtesy on his part that he didn’t just gouge their eyes out.

Ye Tianling took a deep breath, manifesting the Purple Flame and mobilizing the Bloodline Power within Yanyan’s body. He then enhanced it with Dragon Blood and unleashed the Azure Dragon Fist.

As expected, the Azure Dragon Fist drew even more of the Bloodline Power from Yanyan’s body. With a single punch, Ye Tianling shattered the space before them.

BOOM—

The world quaked. An opening was torn in the chaotic region, and Ye Tianling flew out directly, bringing Wan Jimie and Que De with him.

"Didn’t we already pass through the black hole?"

Que De was startled, his face a mask of shock and doubt.

"Didn’t we already exit the black hole’s region? Why did you need to shatter the void to get us out?"

Wan Jimie was also visibly stunned and deeply shaken.

"That was a teleportation node, fraught with peril. Didn’t you notice that all of your treasures activated on their own?"

Ye Tianling glanced at them. They certainly had a lot of treasures on them.

Only then did the two notice that every single one of their treasures had activated automatically.

Their expressions changed, and they immediately began to rein in their treasures.

After all, the automatic activation of such peerless treasures signified the presence of absolutely fatal danger.

The implication of this was self-evident.

Clearly, they had just passed through a fatal crisis without even realizing it.

The expressions on their faces were still priceless, but Ye Tianling had already begun to survey his surroundings.

The light here was dim. They were surrounded by magnificent pavilions and palaces that seemed to be carved from Dao Jade, like an ancient palace made of crystal.

An endless sprawl of pavilions and terraces stretched into the distance.

Ye Tianling absorbed a large amount of Divine Thought Origin Soul Qi to restore the energy Yanyan’s body had expended.

Only then did he begin to examine the environment of this world more carefully.

’This is clearly the interior of Purgatory Purple Mountain, a special region. This is the true Emperor’s Burial Land.’

Ye Tianling reached this conclusion after a moment of assessment.

Que De and Wan Jimie had also taken note of their surroundings and come to a similar conclusion.

"That’s right! This is definitely the inside of the Emperor’s Burial Land!"

Wan Jimie said, his voice trembling with excitement.

"The Emperor’s Burial Land! I never thought I’d live to see the day one was actually opened! If we can get our hands on a peerless Emperor’s Weapon this time, we’ll be invincible!"

Que De was ecstatic.

"Even if you found an Emperor’s Weapon, could you even carry it? Could you even wield it?"

Wan Jimie retorted mockingly.

Que De’s face darkened, and he shut his mouth.

Ye Tianling was already used to their bickering.

But Wan Jimie wasn’t wrong. Even if they really found an Emperor’s Weapon, it would be impossible to wield.

A single use would probably drain all of one’s Essence Blood. Abilities like Divine Power or the Power of a Demon God would be nowhere near enough.

With that kind of weapon, you’d likely drain yourself to death before you could even kill your enemy.

Forget about being unable to find such a Weapon; even if he did, Ye Tianling wasn’t sure he would have the guts to use it.

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The trio surveyed their surroundings as they traveled forward through the gloomy landscape of jade-like pavilions and terraces.

The time-worn aura of endless ages flowed through this inner World of Purgatory Purple Mountain.

The space between Heaven and Earth was suffused with a hazy light, like dim, dust-filled sunbeams, giving it an incredibly ancient feel.

Faint, chilly wisps of air drifted past like a light breeze. While it clarified the mind, it also instilled a subtle sense of unease.

Using Yanyan’s body, Ye Tianling activated his Eye of Celestial Secret, trying to perceive the Origin of this world.

But this time, even in this powerful state, what he saw was not much different from what he would have seen in his own body. The world was just as dim and carried the same cold, desolate aura.

The pavilions and terraces seemed steeped in endless eons, looking ancient and weather-beaten.

Ye Tianling’s gaze swept ahead as he continued to lead Wan Jimie and Que De forward.

The two Daoist Ancestors were extremely uneasy. They only felt a marginal sense of security by sticking close behind Ye Tianling.

However, they felt no shame in this; on the contrary, they thought it was perfectly natural.

And yet, Ye Tianling himself was actually only at the Sword Tribulation Second Refining Great Perfection Realm.

Ye Tianling’s gaze pierced the misty rows of pavilions as he headed toward an ancient palace in the distance.

The scene at the palace entrance was blurry; neither Que De nor Wan Jimie could see it clearly.

But Ye Tianling could see it clearly: two blurry, illusory figures stood silently at the palace entrance like a pair of guards.

Even through the eyes of Yanyan’s body—the body of a Venerable Female Corpse—the two figures were blurry. Yet, a terrifying aura that was majestic, immense, tyrannical, domineering, murderous, and utterly desolate washed over them with perfect clarity.

This sensation grew stronger as the three of them drew closer.

The oppressive power reached its peak at the moment Que De and Wan Jimie could finally see the enormous ancient palace clearly.

They felt as if they were about to suffocate. It was only then that they, too, saw the two indifferent, illusory figures standing silently.

To them, the figures were incredibly blurry, like black shadows, and they could make out no other details.

But now, in Ye Tianling’s eyes, the two figures had become much clearer.

They were two peculiar creatures. They had the powerful, stocky builds of bears but the heads of praying mantises, and each held a Great Guandao in its hands.