Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"The void clearly saw that we were injured, and seemed unwilling to kill us because of this."

"Otherwise, in your current state, it would be impossible to deal with him without any chance of survival."

The emperor's grandson's tone was solemn, and a sense of crisis flashed in his eyes.

The Human Emperor on the side also looked unhappy. He didn't know this.

I thought that the two of them would be sure to enter the world of Immortal Tomb, but they never thought that they would encounter such a terrifying enemy.

If the other party had not shown mercy, the two of them would have died in this unknown place.

"Then what should we do next, just wait here, or do you plan to leave the world of Immortal Tomb directly?"

The Human Emperor's tone was low, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

After finally arriving at such a place full of treasures, he would never be willing to leave like this.

The emperor's grandson's eyes flickered slightly when he heard the sound, and then he shook his head at him.

"No, as the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger."

"Now we have come to this point and given up the Immortal Emperor inheritance from the Killing God."

"Under such circumstances, wouldn't it be ridiculous if we were just scared away by some danger?"

The emperor's grandson straightened up, his eyes flashing with determination.

"Ha, I didn't expect that when we reach this position now, we would still have the opportunity to fight with our own lives."

"In that case, let's set off."

"Since we want to seek wealth in danger, we naturally have to go to the most dangerous place."

The Human Emperor smiled when he heard the sound, and immediately his eyes fell in the direction of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave where Niu Wu and Gu had gone before.

The emperor's grandson raised his brows slightly when he heard this, and immediately the two of them walked towards the Ten Thousand Demons Cave without saying a word.

While various incidents were occurring frequently in the world of Immortal Tomb, a major event was also taking place within the Rebel Clan.

In front of the Black Gate leaving the world of the Rebel Clan, a large number of people from the Rebel Clan had gathered.

The person standing at the head was Mr. Jinghong, and beside him stood Han Yue and Yuan Qing, who had been taken away from the entrance of the Immortal Tomb earlier.

At this time, Han Yue was looking reluctantly in the direction of the forbidden land in the distance, her eyes full of anxiety.

But due to the old patriarch beside him, Han Yue couldn't leave even half a step away.

"Yuan Qing, have all the clan members gathered here?"

Mr. Jinghong coughed lightly and struck the ground with his scepter, stopping the chaotic rebels in the audience.

"Old chief, as per your order, all the clan members are here."

Yuan Qing took a step out and reported in a low voice.

"Okay, then open the forbidden door and take everyone out."

Mr. Jinghong nodded slightly and immediately handed the scepter to Yuan Qing's hand.

Yuan Qing raised his head when he heard the sound and looked at the respected old patriarch in front of him with a complicated expression.

After much hesitation, he reached out to take the scepter and came to the black door at the back.

After injecting the immortal energy into the scepter, the top of the scepter lit up slightly.

"Old patriarch, are you sure you want to do this?"

Yuan Qing gritted his teeth and turned back, with a hint of sincerity in his words.

"continue."

Jinghong just nodded slightly and said with a smile.

Gritting his teeth and looking back, Yuan Qing had no choice but to point the scepter on the black door according to the original plan.

Immediately, the light from the scepter was seen falling on the black door. The tightly closed black door seemed to be sensing something and slowly opened to everyone.

At this time, the people from the Rebel Clan who were present had not figured out what was going on, so they couldn't help but talk in low voices while looking at the open black door.

"W-what's going on?"

"Why did the old patriarch open the Black Gate? Is he trying to take us out of the clan?"

"Impossible. We Rebel Clan have lived in our clan for generations, how can we leave rashly?"

Old man Jinghong slowly closed his eyes upon hearing the sound, as if he was thinking about something.

It wasn't until a long while that he opened his eyes, determination flashing in his eyes.

"Everyone, follow Yuan Qing and leave through the black gate!"

Jinghong raised his head and shouted, with an undoubted absolute meaning in his voice.

After hearing this, the people from the Rebel Clan who were present all showed expressions of astonishment and looked at Jinghong in disbelief.

"Old, old patriarch, are you kidding me?"

"This is the clan land where we have lived for generations, and our mission is to take care of the forbidden land. How can we just leave like this!"

Immediately there was a lot of opposition, and they were unwilling to leave just like that.

"You have to go!"

Jinghong didn't mean to answer their doubts, and ordered in a stern tone.

"We're not leaving!"

A group of rebels stood still and looked at Jinghong with determined eyes.

Seeing such a situation, Jinghong's old eyes flashed with helplessness.

But soon this helplessness turned into determination, and he firmly believed that his choice was the right one.

With a decision in his heart, Jinghong raised his hand and called, and the warrant in Yuan Qing's hand fell into his palm.

Immediately, Mr. Jinghong raised his scepter high and poured a steady stream of immortal energy into it.

With the continuous injection of immortal energy, the light on the scepter even covered the sky.

"This is also for your own good."

With a calm voice, countless threads suddenly flew out of the scepter in Jinghong's hand and tied directly to the bodies of all the rebels.

When these silk threads fell on their bodies, everyone present from the Rebel Clan felt their bodies go limp and almost lost their ability to stand still.

"Is this... a fairy binding rope?"

When Han Yue on the side saw these threads and the reactions of the rebels, a look of surprise suddenly flashed in her eyes.

He turned back to look at the old patriarch with a look of confusion on his face.

"In fact, the Immortal Binding Rope is produced by the authority that symbolizes the position of the clan leader."

"This bundle of immortal rope was made to deal with our own family members of the Rebel Clan from the very beginning."

Mr. Jinghong spoke softly, answering Han Yue's doubts.

This bundle of immortal rope was researched by the ancestors of the Rebel Clan.

Because there had been incidents where members of the tribe were bewitched by evil spirits, the ancestors of the Rebel Clan wanted to warn future generations and also to prevent unexpected events.

This Immortal Binding Rope was specially developed to bind the Rebel Sky Tribe people. Once the Immortal Binding Rope is put on, the Rebel Sky Tribe people will not be able to use their Immortal Qi.

Now in order to lead the clan members away, Mr. Jinghong did not hesitate to use this method.

Han Yue's eyes flickered twice when she heard the sound, but she finally lowered her head and said nothing.

When Mr. Jinghong saw this, he felt that Hanyue might have finally given up on entering the immortal tomb to rescue Wanjin.

Immediately, there was no fairy rope tied around his body.

"Yuan Qing, take the scepter and leave with the clan members first. I still have some things to do."

Mr. Jinghong said quietly, and then handed the scepter in his hand to Yuan Qing again.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Qing quickly caught the scepter and bowed to bid farewell to the old patriarch.

"Elders and brothers, I'm sorry."

Yuan Qing turned around, bowed to the rebels with an apologetic look, and immediately began to send them into the black gate one by one.