Chapter 523 - 316: Into the Cold Abyss! Roasting the Remnants of the Imperial Ancestor’s Soul!

Clang!

It sounded like striking metal, without leaving a single mark.

Inside the Black Soul Wood was still silent.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

All seven Elemental Shield pieces shot out, bombarding the Black Soul Wood.

Unfortunately, still no marks were left.

The Fourth Tier Elemental Artifact tunneling speed was ineffective, so it must be upgraded.

Chu Ming replaced it with the Fifth Tier Primordial Artifact, Extreme Cold Ice Soul Saber.

Clank! Clank! Clank!

After a series of attacks, the black wood was still unscathed.

This thing... is too hard...

Chu Ming turned his hand and took out the Dragon Fighting Golden Light Saber, charging it with Qi and Blood Power, and slashed down.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron was loud, yet still useless.

Chu Ming stood aside, deep in thought.

At this moment.

"Boy, this is the supreme treasure Black Soul Wood, you should stop wasting your strength." Yan Qianlang inside the Black Soul Wood thought the outsider had no other methods.

"..." Hearing this voice, Chu Ming’s eyes slightly focused, a flash seemed to pass through, and he pondered, "Black Soul Wood? No wonder I couldn’t break it."

He hadn’t heard of Black Soul Wood.

But from the name, he could guess that it might be related to souls, meaning what’s hidden inside the black wood is a residual soul.

For a residual soul to remain and retain consciousness, doesn’t it need to cultivate to a very high realm?

Could it be that what’s hidden in the wood is an old monster?

If so, it’s necessary to knock it around a bit.

"Since you know it’s Black Soul Wood, leave now and I won’t hold you accountable." Yan Qianlang tried to scare the outsider away with words.

Emperor?

And under the Yan Imperial Mausoleum... Could he be an emperor of the Yan Dynasty?

Chu Ming chuckled softly and said, "Since it’s the supreme treasure Black Soul Wood, I have to take it. How about you move?"

"Move?!"

"You dare suggest I move?!"

"Bold!"

"Damn!"

The voice from the Black Soul Wood seemed extremely angry.

Then, there was silence.

"..."

The atmosphere was a bit strange.

"Actually, if you answer a few of my questions, I can give the Black Soul Wood to you." Chu Ming laughed again.

"Give it to me?" There was a moment of silence from Yan Qianlang inside the black wood, then he shouted angrily again, "The Black Soul Wood is already mine!"

"By the way, what’s your question?"

"..."

This residual soul’s consciousness seems normal, right?

Chu Ming smiled leisurely and asked, "Who are you?"

"Me?" The voice inside the black wood suddenly calmed down, then said with an air of arrogance, "I am the Ancestor Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, Yan Qianlang!"

Ancestor Emperor of the Yan Dynasty, Yan Qianlang?!

Chu Ming was somewhat surprised. He thought it was some emperor of the Yan Dynasty, but it turned out to be the founding Ancestor Emperor.

If it’s the Ancestor Emperor, he should know many cultivation techniques, secret techniques, and such...

He turned his hand to take out the Yan Hanling and asked, "Was the cold aura emanating from this token your doing?"

"Not only the cold aura, but the Yan Hanling was also personally refined by me," the voice inside the black wood carried a hint of pride.

The Yan Hanling was refined by the Ancestor Emperor?

Then this mausoleum...

"This mausoleum was also personally designed and constructed by me, with arrays and mechanisms, treasures hidden everywhere, the core is meticulously arranged by me."

"Where are the treasures?" Chu Ming asked.

"Naturally beneath this Cold Abyss, and there are many in the Imperial Mausoleum Palace as well." Yan Qianlang surprisingly answered directly.

"What’s the core?" Chu Ming asked again.

"Core? What core?" Yan Qianlang didn’t respond this time, and his tone turned cold.

As soon as his voice fell.

Rumble...

The sound of giant things moving came from within the black fog, and not just one.

Those two giant humanoid guards!

Chu Ming immediately sensed them.

"Heh heh, boy, it’s too late to run now!"

Yan Qianlang’s sinister plot succeeded; he deliberately spoke so much to delay time and summon the two Giant Spirit Yan Jin Guards.

Chu Ming’s expression remained unchanged, showing little surprise.

He had long seen through the tricks of the residual soul inside the black wood.

"I’m not running." He picked up the black wood, and a white glow emanated around him.

"What are you doing?" Yan Qianlang hiding inside the Black Soul Wood suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Nothing, just cleaning out some filth."

The white glow enveloped the black wood.

"Hmph, the Black Soul Wood is a supreme treasure, your white glow can’t possibly..."

Sssss...

"Ah——"

"What did you do?! What did you do?!"

"Ah——"

"How can the Black Soul Wood be invaded?!!"

"..."

Heart-wrenching screams came from within the black wood.

Rumble...

The two Giant Spirit Yan Jin Guards arrived.

Boom! Boom!

Their giant feet stomped down as if stepping on ants.

Chu Ming, clutching the Black Soul Wood, easily dodged, his speed far surpassing the two giant guards.

In comparison, it wasn’t that his speed had increased, but rather that the two guards’ movements had become slower.

"So that’s how it is."