Zhou Yan looked up and saw the giant ancient emperor's evil corpse approaching him. His eyes narrowed, revealing a solemn expression.
The monsters in the ancient emperor's tomb were indeed not to be underestimated. Even after dying for many years, they were still incredibly powerful, not something ordinary martial artists could deal with.
"This thing is not simple!"
Zhou Yan's gaze deepened, and his mind stirred.
He flicked his wrist, took out a pill, and swallowed it.
Boom!
A surge of powerful energy exploded violently, ravaging Zhou Yan's body.
"Shen Yuan Dan!" Zhou Yan's heart tightened.
This kind of pill was incredibly valuable, a sacred medicine that had significant effects for cultivators, and could even help increase one's cultivation.
However, Zhou Yan usually was reluctant to use it, only occasionally. But now, in this critical moment, he couldn't afford to be so stingy.
As the pill entered his stomach, a vast and mighty true essence energy spread. Zhou Yan felt a scorching heat surge within him, as if he were in a furnace.
The next moment, his cultivation skyrocketed!
Zhou Yan let out a low roar, and his aura significantly increased.
Zhou Yan's eyes sharpened. He tapped his toes on the ground, and his body transformed into a bolt of lightning, instantly charging towards Gu Ba.
"You're courting death!"
Gu Ba roared in anger.
He swung the Heavenly Emperor Sword again, striking with extreme speed.
Bang!
Zhou Yan swung his wolf-tooth mace to block, struck by a force of immense strength. The two sides clashed evenly once more.
However, Zhou Yan attacked again.
His movement technique was pushed to its extreme at this moment, moving with ethereal unpredictability like a phantom.
Gu Ba couldn't do anything to him for the time being.
"Hmm? What kind of movement technique is this?"
Gu Ba's eyes narrowed, a hint of surprise in his heart.
This movement technique was too strange.
He was clearly only three meters away, yet it felt like he was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. He simply couldn't touch Zhou Yan's figure.
Zhou Yan unleashed his "Dragon Playing with Phoenix Steps," his movements graceful as he weaved through numerous corpse puppets, his wolf-tooth mace smashing down ferociously.
In an instant, many corpse puppets were sent flying, their forms collapsing.
"Damn it! What kind of sorcery is this? How can it dodge my attacks?"
Gu Ba became increasingly alarmed as he fought.
His combat experience was vast, but he kept hitting walls, unable to do anything to Zhou Yan.
This made him furious, and his killing intent surged.
"No matter what, I will kill you!"
Gu Ba snorted, his killing intent palpable.
His muscles tensed, his skin took on a pale yellow hue, and fine patterns emerged. He appeared majestic and extraordinary, like a deity looking down on the world and disdainful of all heroes.
Gu Ba let out a cold shout, his aura growing deeper, as if an ancient demon god had awakened. He unleashed a punch, shaking the void and creating a whistling sound.
Boom!
This punch was incredibly powerful, as if it had warped the very air.
A destructive wave spread out, causing the surrounding walls to crack and disintegrate, with earth and stones flying everywhere.
With a single punch, the surrounding air seemed to boil.
Zhou Yan advanced instead of retreating, throwing out a punch of his own. He clashed head-on with Gu Ba, producing a sound like metal striking metal.
Crack—
With a crisp sound, Gu Ba's fist bones shattered, emitting dazzling black blood. His face suddenly turned pale.
His body swayed violently, almost falling to the ground, his lips ashen.
At this moment, Zhou Yan grabbed Gu Ba's arm again, using the momentum to leap onto Gu Ba's shoulder, and then punched Gu Ba's chest.
"Ah!"
Gu Ba let out a scream. His chest caved in, his ribs broke, and he was sent flying dozens of feet, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Zhou Yan pressed his advantage, straddling Gu Ba's neck, raising his wolf-tooth mace high, and smashing it down fiercely onto Gu Ba's head.
Clang!
This blow fell like Mount Tai collapsing, immense in its power, striking Gu Ba's head. Gu Ba's skull exploded directly, brain matter splattering, his body going limp and falling to the ground.
Hiss~
The numerous corpse puppets were terrified beyond measure.
Zhou Yan struck with a killing blow, flipping Gu Ba's corpse to the ground and rolling it aside.
The Heavenly Emperor Sword also fell into Zhou Yan's hands. He reached out and grasped it, then thrust it fiercely into the ground.
Clang!
The sword light was brilliant, piercing through the floor tiles and plunging into the earth, opening up a narrow passage.
"There must be treasure in this passage!" Zhou Yan's eyes blazed with eagerness, and he immediately followed this narrow passage, charging in.
This tomb was the burial place of an ancient emperor, with a long history. Those buried here were undoubtedly wealthy and powerful, and it was bound to hide many secrets.
As soon as Zhou Yan entered the passage, hundreds of corpse puppets swarmed forward, overwhelming him.
But now, wielding the Heavenly Emperor Sword, his aura was sharp and fierce, and he encountered almost no resistance, easily slaying one corpse puppet after another.
A moment later, Zhou Yan finally reached the end.
At the end was a spacious great hall.
The hall was filled with numerous sarcophagi. The coffins were all damaged and decayed, emitting a strong stench of decay, as if they all contained the remains of fallen powerhouses.
"So many corpses..."
Zhou Yan's eyes widened in astonishment.
Within these sarcophagi, there were indeed corpses.
These corpses had maintained their original forms, lifelike, with even the wrinkles on their skin clearly visible, as if they were living beings.
Zhou Yan felt a chill down his spine.
He had never heard that this tomb contained so many corpses.
These individuals, in their lives, were all peerless experts who commanded respect, but after death, they were sealed and buried here.
Zhou Yan walked to the edge of a bronze sarcophagus and observed it carefully. He found a piece of broken black jade inside, the size of a palm, oval in shape. On it was carved a pattern, like some kind of rune, containing unfathomable power, causing his brow to ache faintly.
"A good item, this piece of broken jade is probably some powerful spiritual artifact."
Zhou Yan's eyes lit up, and he reached out to grasp the broken jade.
Suddenly, the broken jade trembled slightly, and the runes on it emitted divine radiance. Wisps of terrifying pressure were released, suppressing everything in all directions.
"Such terrifying aura, could it be... this broken jade is a congenital spiritual weapon?"
Zhou Yan's heart pounded.
A congenital spiritual weapon, what a treasure! Once activated, it would be capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Suddenly, a rumbling sound echoed through the hall, as if something had been activated.
Rumble!
The entire palace chamber shook.
Immediately, Zhou Yan's gaze sharpened.
From within the pile of coffins, ferocious and terrifying corpse puppets suddenly emerged, entirely black, with blood-red eyes, wielding swords, spears, axes, and halberds. Their entire bodies exuded a chilling aura, like evil spirits crawling from hell.
Among them, the most striking was a corpse puppet as large as a mountain. Its body towered seven zhang, completely black, radiating astonishing malevolence. Its blood-colored pupils burned with two clusters of pale green flames.
Where it stood, it was like a wall built of reinforced concrete.