You Ming Palace, one of the top powers in the world, boasts numerous strong individuals and a deep foundation.
Zhou Yan, a mere mortal with no martial arts cultivation, aspiring to become the Lord of You Ming is nothing short of a fool's dream!
"I have confidence..."
Zhou Yan smiled faintly, exceedingly confident in his own capabilities.
"Heh heh, since that's the case, this Emperor will wait and see, awaiting your good news."
The skeletal figure said dismissively, then transformed into a wisp of green smoke and vanished without a trace.
"Sigh, this guy is truly unreliable!"
Zhou Yan pouted, gathered his thoughts, and gazed at the bronze sarcophagus before him.
Whoosh~
Abruptly, Zhou Yan waved his sleeve, rolling up the lid of the sarcophagus. Instantly, a majestic aura surged out, overwhelming everything and sweeping in all directions.
Zhou Yan carefully sensed it, discovering that this bronze sarcophagus was even sturdier than the previous spiritual coffin and, subtly, exuded a terrifying sharpness.
"Indeed, it's a treasure!"
Zhou Yan was overjoyed and, unable to wait, channeled all his true qi into it. Immediately, the bronze sarcophagus vibrated violently, emitting a blinding radiance.
Crack~
Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed. Zhou Yan looked down and saw cracks spreading across the surface of the sarcophagus, like a spiderweb, gradually extending and covering its entirety.
"Damn it!"
Zhou Yan cursed, grinding his teeth. "This is a severely damaged spiritual artifact. No wonder it couldn't seal the demonic corpse!"
Zhou Yan felt a pang of regret. Although the bronze sarcophagus was badly damaged, it was still a precious spiritual weapon. It was truly a pity for it to be destroyed like this.
However, Zhou Yan did not despair. He quickly calmed himself and began to search for an exit.
This ancient tomb was gloomy and frigid, filled with corpses everywhere. The sheer number of them was unimaginable.
"Roar roar roar~"
From within the mountain of corpses, roars erupted. Ferocious demonic beasts emerged from the darkness, their bodies completely black, like zombies. They bared their fangs and claws, lunging at Zhou Yan.
In an instant, the entire space became chaotic, with malevolent energy soaring into the sky, sending shivers down one's spine.
"Hmph, mere trifles!"
Zhou Yan snorted coldly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. He pointed his finger, swift and powerful, imbued with a sharp sword qi.
Bang bang bang~
With a flash of sword light, the demonic beasts exploded, shredded into ashes by the potent sword qi.
Whoosh~
Immediately after, Zhou Yan stepped in a mysterious trajectory, executing the Wind Control Technique, and soared into the distance.
This was the tomb of a You Ming Immortal, filled with various mechanisms that needed to be overcome one by one.
However, in Zhou Yan's opinion, these mechanisms were not difficult to handle. Only the last gateway was guarded by a fierce beast comparable to a body refiner.
This fierce beast resembled an alligator, its body covered in scales. Each scale shimmered with a dark golden hue, like a layer of armor, rendering its defense astonishing.
"Get lost!"
Zhou Yan roared, unleashing a punch. His fist energy surged, transforming into a ball of flame, which struck the alligator demonic beast's head with great force, sending up a cloud of dust.
Awoooo~
The alligator demonic beast cried out in pain and fury. It whipped its tail, like a sharp blade slicing through the air with a piercing sound, attacking Zhou Yan.
Boom boom boom~
Instantly, fists and tail collided, stirring up waves of wind.
"Roar~"
The alligator demonic beast roared repeatedly. Its tail lashed out like a steel whip, incredibly fast and powerful.
"Hmph, mere trifles!"
Zhou Yan snorted coldly, his body flickering, as elusive as a ghost, evading the attack.
Following that, Zhou Yan attacked again, unleashing a barrage of punches. The air vibrated, producing explosive sounds.
Bang bang bang~
In the blink of an eye, sounds like muffled thunder echoed. The alligator demonic beast's body was torn apart, flesh and blood spilling out, almost disintegrating.
"Roar!"
The alligator demonic beast roared madly, its massive body rolling, stirring up waves that crashed against the walls, emitting dull thuds.
At this point, the alligator demonic beast had lost its combat ability, lying limply on the ground, on the verge of death.
"This bronze sarcophagus is still too dilapidated to suppress the demonic corpse," Zhou Yan frowned and shook his head.
Now that the alligator demonic beast posed no threat, Zhou Yan still did not let his guard down.
The reason was simple: the being within the bronze sarcophagus was a peerless expert.
"I wonder how that guy is doing..."
Zhou Yan glanced aside, his gaze falling on a pile of white bones not far away, which belonged to the old man.
"This old man is truly no simple character!"
Zhou Yan muttered to himself, a hint of apprehension appearing on his face.
Just now, Zhou Yan had encountered danger in a pool of water. It was the old man who had saved him and told him that a peerless expert was buried here.
Zhou Yan clearly remembered the old man referring to himself as "Master" and urging him to proceed with extreme caution within this tomb.
Therefore, Zhou Yan diligently followed his advice, wandering the outer areas and searching for an exit.
However, Zhou Yan was not foolish. He knew that the more dangerous a place was, the more cautious one needed to be.
Here, unknown dangers lurked, and a single oversight could lead to death.
"What secrets does this tomb hide?"
Zhou Yan remained silent, his gaze sweeping around. Suddenly, he paused before a grave.
There lay a skeleton, skin and bones, emaciated, with only the skeleton remaining, devoid of any flesh, displaying a dark green color that emitted a strange sheen, making one hesitant to approach.
"Huh? What is this..."
Zhou Yan's eyes narrowed. He saw a jade tablet clutched in the skeleton's hand, inscribed with the words: "You Ming Emperor's Tomb." The calligraphy was vigorous and flowing, clearly the work of a master.
"This skeleton should be a guardian of You Ming Palace or something similar..."
Zhou Yan's gaze intensified, numerous doubts arising in his mind.
You Ming Palace was one of the oldest sects in You Ming State, with a long history. It had once produced invincible overlords but had since disappeared.
It was rumored that You Ming Palace possessed various divine martial arts manuals and boundless resources.
However, these things had long been lost.
"Hmm?"
Zhou Yan was lost in thought when his gaze suddenly fixed on a wooden box beside the skeleton.
Click!
Immediately, Zhou Yan reached out, grabbed the wooden box, and slowly pulled it open.
Buzz buzz buzz~
In an instant, a vast and unfathomable aura was suddenly released, filling the surroundings, causing the void to tremble and rumble.
"Spiritual herb..."
Zhou Yan's eyes blazed with eagerness as he looked into the wooden box, which contained a peculiar herb with nine leaves. Each leaf was crystal clear, like jade.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh~
As the herb released its aura, the temperature throughout the tomb plummeted, and a chilling cold permeated the air. Wisps of mist spread, making it feel like midwinter, the chill penetrating the skin, causing one to shiver involuntarily.
"Such potent medicinal effects!"
Zhou Yan's heart stirred. This was a rare spiritual herb, containing immense pure energy, highly beneficial for martial cultivation.
"As expected of You Ming Emperor's Tomb, to have spiritual herbs growing here!"
Zhou Yan's eyes brightened, revealing a greedy glint. Without hesitation, he immediately collected the spiritual herb, preparing to leave the tomb and continue his exploration.
"Wait..."