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Chapter 21: The Plan to Attack the Green Emperor's Tomb

Liu Yun hid in a forest, quietly looking for the most appropriate opportunity.

In the distance, it was visible to the naked eye that the human forces had already clashed with the demon forces.

"My Jiao clan's ancestors left a will saying that this place is not your human race's homeland at all. It was the imperial capital of the demon race during its heyday. Everything here has nothing to do with you."

The old dragon with a single horn on its head and sharp claws on its belly, although it did not transform into a human form, it could speak human language. Its strength was not weaker than others, it was just not good at transforming into an animal form.

"Impossible, all the buildings here are of human style, what does it have to do with the demon race?", a supreme elder of Lingxu Cave Heaven questioned. The two sides argued, neither of them gave in, all for the ancient temple in the magma.

"Boom!"

Dull sounds were heard from time to time in the huge volcano. Even several big demons and the leader of Lingxu Cave Heaven and others could not bear it at such a close distance, and their faces did not look very good.

The boiling magma, an extremely gorgeous red color, continuously gushed out like bright red blood.

A great demon was about to step forward, but was stopped by the old dragon, who said, "We have been waiting for several days. Do you still care about this little time? Let it break the ancient restrictions on its own. Don't interfere, lest anything unexpected happen."

There were constant muffled sounds coming from the volcano, and rays of blazing light rushed up to the sky. A shining ancient palace emerged from that place, emitting a powerful breath of life.

"Demon writing is the writing of my demon race." A giant man with two horns on his head and three meters tall suddenly shouted, "This must have been left by the great emperor of my demon race."

The ancient temple seemed to be made of colorful divine jade, with many ancient characters engraved on it, shaped like dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns. These were the characters of the demon tribe before the ancient times, and they were extremely strange, crystal clear, smooth and sparkling.

"Everyone of the human race, please leave immediately. This was left by a great emperor of my demon race. It has nothing to do with you."

At this moment, the ancient palace was shining brightly, exuding a breathtaking and majestic aura, and was surrounded by colorful light, which was very extraordinary.

The head of Lingxu Dongtian stared at the ancient temple carefully, and finally seemed to remember something, showing an extremely excited expression, and said: "I know, this is the burial place of the last emperor of the Eastern Wilderness Monster Clan!"

Upon hearing this, the great demons all changed color and stared at the five-colored ancient palace, looking at it seriously and carefully. They were filled with doubt and uncertainty.

The old dragon stood up, half of its body stretched forward, its face solemn, and finally said in a trembling voice: "It is indeed the mausoleum of the emperor of my demon clan, exactly as described by our ancestors!"

No one would have thought that the ancient palace built with five-colored jade was the tomb of the last emperor of the demon race. It was hidden deep under the volcano until today when the seal was loosened and the magma surged up, and it was seen by the light of day again.

"The last emperor who unified the demon race in the Eastern Wasteland was him. It had to be him!" The head of Lingxu Dongtian kept talking to himself, looking a little dazed.

Several great demons present immediately became confident and righteous. The old dragon said, "It's good for you to know that this is the tomb of the last emperor of my demon race. It has nothing to do with you humans. Get out of here."

The other several great demons all burst out with incomparable power, and the monstrous demonic energy rolled up into the sky, instantly covering the entire sky, and the place was filled with a murderous aura.

The head of Lingxu Dongtian came back to his senses and seemed to be more excited than the other big monsters. He said in a trembling voice: "Although this is the tomb of the monster clan emperor, it contains treasures of our human race. We should take it back today." "Nonsense, how can the tomb of my monster clan emperor contain treasures of your human race? You clearly want to steal the tomb of my monster clan emperor!"

Several great demons showed anger and stepped forward to block the leader of Lingxu Dongtian, ready to take action at any time.

However, the dull sound continued to ring out, like a heart beating violently, and the floating ancient palace was vibrating in the magma, flowing with the breath of time.

The sky was filled with a brilliant color, and a very fierce fight had begun. Both sides suffered injuries. The door of the ancient temple was opened, and several people were about to step in.

Blood was splattered in the sky, and there were miserable wails. They opened a gap in the hall and rushed in, but were blasted out the next moment, and were thrown dozens or hundreds of miles away, with no telling whether they were alive or dead.

Liu Yun quietly watched the performance of these ignorant guys. He didn't know where they got the confidence from to dare to attack the tomb of the emperor with their four-pole bodies.

The magnificent ancient palace was shaking, the people inside were fighting, the big demon was shouting, and the human practitioners were also howling.

"Rumble..."

At this moment, in the distant sky, the sound of breaking through the air resounded above the sky, and dozens of divine rainbows flew towards the outskirts of Lingxu Cave Heaven in the Endless Mountains.

Behind dozens of divine rainbows, it seemed as if there were thousands of troops galloping, and there were roars of wild beasts. The fog was rolling and the clouds covered the sky.

Dozens of wild beasts came riding on clouds and mist, each carrying a cultivator on their back. Although they were walking in the sky, there were bursts of thundering sounds, as if tens of thousands of troops were coming together to kill them.

These wild beasts are all alien species left over from the ancient times. They are all covered with scales and look extremely ferocious. The cultivator riding on the wild beast in the middle is holding a large flag in his arms, which flutters in the wind and looks extremely powerful. There are four big characters written on it: Yaoguang Holy Land.

There were thirty-six divine rainbows in front, and twenty-seven wild beasts carrying twenty-seven powerful monks following behind. Although there were only dozens of people, it was like a mighty army rushing forward. The sky was shaking, as if endless heavenly soldiers and generals were coming to kill them.

In the sky, people shouted and beasts howled, clouds and mist rolled and stirred, and murderous aura surged into the sky, like a vast ocean surging in. Yaoguang Holy Land and Lingxu Cave Heaven had a close relationship, so they were the first to get the news and naturally came early.

This holy land is extremely special in the Beidou Ancient Star. It has the ultimate emperor's weapon, but no obvious ultimate inheritance. The Yaoguang Holy Land has never had an emperor, but it has successfully forged the ultimate weapon. This is definitely an anomaly.

Legend has it that before the ancient times, the lineage of Yaoguang Holy Land produced 28 beings of at least saint level. These 28 saints succeeded one another, and as one generation of old saints passed away, a new generation of saints took over. It took a total of 50,000 years to refine the holy object, dragon-patterned black gold.

For more than 50,000 years, the dragon-patterned black gold has been placed on the Yaoguang Holy Mountain and has never been moved. It has withstood wind, rain, thunder and lightning, absorbed the essence of the sun and moon and the power of the stars in the sky, and imitated the rhythm of heaven and earth. During this period of time, countless disciples have prayed and worshiped there.

Finally, on a rainy night with thunder and lightning, it intertwined the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, transformed into an ultimate weapon, and became a supreme treasure of Donghuang.

Of course, this legend can only deceive the lowest level casual cultivators and some forces without the inheritance of the extreme way. Only the real extreme inheritance knows that the dragon pattern black gold tripod was made by a mysterious emperor. It's just that this involves the secrets of the emperor, and no one knows the truth of the matter.

(End of this chapter)