Star Trace Gate

Chapter 777: The Emperor's Tomb Opens, I Send One Person Away with the Breeze

The day when the emperor’s tomb is opened.

Outside of Xingshan, thousands of sects gathered together. The swarm of supernatural powers were like the stars in the universe, each emitting a magical light. They were densely packed and stood on high places in the city, gazing towards the mountain and talking to each other.

In the city, countless common people have already filled the long streets and dark alleys, making it difficult for latecomers to move forward.

Today, for most people, the endless opportunities in the emperor's tomb actually have nothing to do with themselves. But this emperor is the emperor of Jiuli, a glorious symbol of the people here who once stood up straight. So when the emperor's Taoism is about to completely disappear from the world, they still want to join in the fun and send him off.

Of course, there are also those who want to try their luck and get a chance to enter the emperor's tomb, and also watch other people's fun.

After the emperor's death, endless legends gradually became blurred in the yellowed pages of ancient books; the struggle among heroes, the smoke of war, and the wailing of the people have long drowned out the stories that have happened on this land. Faith and glory have flowed through the long years, and have converged today, leading to this rare grand occasion that is rare in the ages.

However, Ren Ye and a group of good friends, standing in this grand occasion, looking at the huge crowds of people around them, felt anxious and uneasy.

It was at noon, after the witch obscured their spiritual perception and five senses, that they quietly sneaked into Chaolong City, mingled among countless common people, and returned to Daze Township.

There were too many people gathered in the city today, and even the Xianlan Sect could not firmly control the situation. Therefore, Ren Ye and the others walked very smoothly in the first half of the journey, and almost did not encounter any danger, and then they arrived at Daze Township again.

But what made them despair was that after entering Daze Township, they found that the Human Emperor's way to enter the Emperor's Tomb had already been completely cut off by the fifteen sects.

In the area of ​​nine li and nine extending from the Emperor's Tomb at Xingshan, the fifteen sects had already built fifteen "Dragon Viewing Platforms".

The platform is a hundred feet high, reaching straight into the sky. A Taoist palace made of blue bricks and red tiles is built on the platform, where the leaders of the fifteen sects and the elders and immortal masters of the sect can sit and watch the battle between the emperor's sons in the emperor's tomb.

With Guanlongtai as the boundary, it stretches out from the left and right sides all the way to the border. Along this hundreds of miles of road, there are 100,000 soldiers from the five cities of Xianlan standing there. They are like a steel barrier, blocking the way to the emperor's tomb.

Or rather...it only blocked the way of the Little Bad King.

If he wanted to enter the Emperor's Tomb when it was opened, he would have to pass through the Jiulijiu Road to the Tomb, but the number of geniuses who were qualified to enter the Emperor's Tomb was fixed at ninety-nine. So even if he used the method of disguise, the Xianlan Sect only needed to check the number of people to know whether the descendant of the Ancient Emperor had appeared today.

On the fifteen Dragon-Viewing Platforms sat fifteen sixth-rank sect masters. With their divine powers, they could see through Ren Ye's disguise technique with just a slight movement of their wrists.

By then, let alone taking a step forward, as long as Ren Ye stood there, Xiliang, Qingyao, Lu family, Xianlan and other enemy sects would crush him to ashes together.

After many twists and turns and countless hardships, I finally arrived in front of the emperor's tomb today, but was blocked by a living person, and I was in a dilemma...

In the crowd, Master Chu squinted at the Guanlong Terrace supported by pillars of magic, shook his head and sighed, "These fifteen sects have made it clear today that they are not going to give you any chance to live. If you don't show up, Old Liu will die, and your chance will be cut off. Little one may never be able to gain enlightenment... But if you show up, let alone the fifteen sixth-rank people, even those immortal masters and elders will be enough to cut you into pieces here."

"It's difficult, it's as difficult as climbing to the sky."

"...!"

Ren Ye listened to his words, and after pondering for a while, he asked the witch: "What's going on outside the city?"

"Don't even think about leaving the city and secretly delivering a letter to your sect." The disguised witch whispered, "All the secret gates leading to the Jiuli Continent are guarded by high-ranking immortal masters. If you force your way in, the fifteen sixth-rank sect masters will arrive in an instant, and there will be no way to survive."

"The most important thing now is that we don't know how long the ninety-nine descendants of the emperors with the highest number of blood leads have to enter the secret realm of the emperor's tomb." Li Yan interjected, "If it's within a few hours, even if you inform Lord Yan now to open the Yellow Spring Road and ask him to return to the underworld to inform Master Li, it may be too late. But if the time limit is within one or two days, then this method may be your only chance to enter the emperor's tomb."

Ren Ye pondered for a while, and immediately felt the Jiang character order on his waist, and asked softly: "Brother, can you force me to enter the emperor's tomb?"

After a long time, the voice of Lord Yama rang in his ears: "Fifteen sixth-ranks are here. I may be able to take advantage of their unpreparedness and force you to travel nine miles to help you enter the Emperor's Tomb. But after you enter, fifteen sixth-ranks will surround and kill you, and I will find it difficult to deal with them alone... I can't stay here for long. I can only take you, my close friends, to open the Yellow Spring and return to the underworld. But once we leave, you will be isolated and helpless."

"Little Emperor, you must understand that it is difficult to enter now, but it is even more difficult to get out... If I am not there to protect you, even if you successfully pass the test of the Great Emperor and become the winner in the Emperor's Tomb, how will you deal with so many Sixth-Ranks blocking your way out of the mountain?"

"Also, the center of the Emperor's Tomb may be a place without rank. These sixth-rank people are not suppressed by the Heavenly Dao. If they fly into the Emperor's Tomb at the most critical moment...then with your mere third-rank realm, they can suppress you with a snap of a finger."

Lord Yan paused for a moment and said, "I have already told you the pros and cons of this matter, but how you decide is up to you."

Ren was silent for a long time. He was weighing the pros and cons in his mind and preparing to make a decision, but he suddenly froze in place.

He looked stunned and confused as he reached out to touch his abdomen, only to sense a drop of emerald green on the star core in his abdomen, emitting an incomparably gentle light.

???

He stood there with a dazed expression, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the sea of ​​people.

……

"boom!"

Under the scorching sun and flowing clouds in the sky, a purple light suddenly broke through the sky.

For a moment, hundreds of millions of excited eyes looked up at the sky and saw twelve phantoms of flying cranes under the flowing clouds, with twenty-four ropes made of fairy light tied around their necks. They were pulling six tall and luxurious chariots, creating thousands of strange visions, and they stopped in the air and floated above the mortal world.

"Here it comes! That's the fifth-rank crane from the Yuqing Sect of Hezhou... The ancestor of Hezhou has come to the Emperor's tomb in person!"

"It is rumored that the leader of Yuqing Sect has lived for more than 250 years. As his time is coming to an end, he should not show up at the Emperor's Tomb. But unexpectedly, he actually came."

"There are countless opportunities hidden in the Emperor's Tomb. He came here, perhaps to find a way to prolong his life."

"...!"

In the mortal world, there were countless knowledgeable people with magical powers. They recognized the chariot with thousands of strange appearances and talked about it.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, in the north of Chaolong City, a divine arch bridge appeared across the sky like a gorgeous rainbow.

Twelve old men in green robes, leading a young man with an imposing manner, walked hurriedly across the arch bridge, stepping on the land of the human world.

The figure of the old man leading the group was blurry, and his face was unclear. He only raised his hand and said softly, "There are fifteen dragon viewing platforms, but there is no seat for me. Haha, forget it, forget it. Since we have entered this fairyland, we should build the platform ourselves."

The lightly teasing voice suddenly resounded throughout the five cities of Xianlan.

The old man raised his hand and a pagoda flowing with colorful fairy light flew into an open space nine miles away from Xingshan Mountain, rising infinitely, and finally reached the same level as the fifteen Dragon Viewing Platforms.

Twelve old men in green robes flew from the Divine Light Arch Bridge straight into the attic on the top floor of the pagoda and disappeared.

On the central viewing platform, Wu Chen slowly opened his eyes, but did not directly respond to the old man's ridicule. He only said kindly: "After the emperor's tomb is opened, please invite Master Yin to come on stage for a chat."

"I am notorious, how dare I sit on the same stage with benevolent gentlemen. Forget it, forget it... I'd better hide in the pagoda and watch my grandson being buried in the grave and competing with those geniuses." The old man in green robe responded in a sarcastic voice, mocking Wu Chen everywhere.

Having said this, the two stopped communicating.

The Emperor's Tomb was about to be opened, and the Jiuli, an ancient sect with a profound heritage, gathered here. All kinds of strange visions came from all directions above the sky and gathered outside the Emperor's Tomb. The scene shocked the world.

Time passed by minute by minute.

There is less than half an hour left before the emperor's tomb is opened.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, in the east of the sky, the wind and clouds were surging, and the earth began to tremble slightly.

The shadows of a hundred fine horses were trampling across the void, pulling a small illusory fairy mountain, roaring from the east.

"Haha, it's the Qiyun Mountain of Dongdeng Prefecture. The real ancient family of Jiuli has arrived!"

"Horses treading through the void, immortal mountains covering the top! It is truly stunning. Only Dongdeng Prefecture in my Jiuli Continent is worthy of displaying such a majestic aura. The images of other ancient clans treading through the void are slightly inferior."

"Brother, what you said is wrong. I have built fifteen dragon-viewing platforms in the Five Cities of Xianlan, standing in the center of the emperor's tomb. How can they be inferior to the Dongdeng Prefecture?" A magical man from one of the Five Cities of Xianlan retorted with some dissatisfaction.

The man who had spoken earlier turned his head to look at the local supernatural power, and only smiled and replied: "Dongdeng Immortal Palace, the ancient Pang family has clearly controlled the entire Jiuli East Continent for a thousand years. They have the largest territory and the most powerful foundation, but they have never established a country or attacked other states. The heads of the Pang family in successive generations have only continued the title of the emperor, and have named themselves marquises, and have never overstepped their authority. This kind of courage to embrace the world and not to split the world, I dare to ask, who else in the world can do it?"

"In Dongdeng Immortal Mansion, the current patriarch of the ancient Pang family, the old Marquis, is recognized as the number one among the last generation of geniuses, dominating the Nine Li for two hundred years. His grandson, the young Marquis, has surpassed the current generation of geniuses and is now the number one in the Dragon and Phoenix Genealogy... Who else in this glorious ancient family dares to claim to be not inferior to him?"

The local supernatural master was speechless after hearing this. He could only scratch his nose awkwardly, turn his head away and pretend he didn't hear it.

The three words "Dongdeng Prefecture" are an insurmountable mountain in the hearts of most Jiuli people.

This is not only due to their profound heritage, but also to the style of the Pang family. They almost never intervene in any fights in the Jiuli Continent, but only hide in the world, occupy a place in Dongzhou, and carry out the policy of prosperity.

Dongzhou is the only place in Jiuli that is not subject to heavy taxes, so there are rumors that everyone in Dongzhou is like a dragon.

Hundreds of horses stepped on the sky. A phantom, small fairy mountain came from the east, floating behind the fifteen dragon-viewing platforms and at the same height as them, floating above the human world like a fairy palace.

"Dongdeng Mansion is one of the five cities of Xianlan, bringing purple air to the world and making our humble home shine." Wuchen's deep and kind voice resounded through the sky, and he said politely, "Fellow Daoist Pang, how are you?"

"I meet Senior Brother Pang!"

"...!"

All the clan leaders and kings who had been silent before now shouted greetings, which echoed throughout the heaven and earth.

In a palace on the illusory and small fairy mountain, an old man with white hair and ordinary cloth clothes sat down and said softly, "Thank you for your kindness."

In Daze Township, Master Chu Dao looked up at the fairy floating above the sky with a shocked expression, "I never expected that there would be such an ancient clan with such a rich heritage in the Jiuli Continent, who could refine an ordinary mountain with such magnificent luck! This is really fucking grand, there must be a world-shaking treasure in the palace on the top of the mountain. I just don't know... when will that sixth-rank family head die, so that I can dig up his grave."