They had just witnessed how powerful that ghostly entity was.
Yet, it couldn't withstand a single move from Zhou Yan?
How could they not be shocked?
"No wonder this kid is so arrogant!"
"He's not to be trifled with, absolutely not to be trifled with!"
"Fortunately, I conceded early!"
After a brief silence, everyone steered clear of Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan's attention, however, was entirely captivated by the mausoleum.
"This is..."
Zhou Yan's expression became excited, almost unable to control himself, wanting to rush in and investigate.
"Young Master, please stop!"
Just then, the guards protecting the mausoleum appeared.
"Hm?"
Seeing this, Zhou Yan's eyes flickered.
"The owner of this mausoleum was once a prince of our kingdom."
"Now, his tomb has been dug up and treasures stolen. Please leave quickly, Young Master."
The tomb guardian said solemnly.
His gaze was sharp, fixed firmly on Zhou Yan, as if he would attack fiercely if Zhou Yan made any move.
"Treasures stolen?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan's eyes flashed, showing a hint of confusion.
Inside this mausoleum, apart from the burial objects, there was nothing of value.
"Young Master, you are unaware."
Seeing Zhou Yan's appearance, the tomb guardian shook his head.
"Young Master, since you are here to seek treasure, you should understand that there are many mysteries within."
"What you have obtained might have been taken from others."
"But this mausoleum was left behind by that prince."
The tomb guardian explained patiently.
"Oh?"
Zhou Yan nodded, indicating he understood.
"What secrets lie within?"
Zhou Yan asked.
"I am not sure. All I know is that it hides numerous treasures of immeasurable value."
The tomb guardian sighed, as if remembering something, a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes.
"I see. Then I shall take my leave."
Zhou Yan pondered for a moment and decided to leave.
After all, though he was an Immortal Emperor in his previous life, he knew nothing of historical records.
He had already wasted considerable time and should focus on finding his parents' whereabouts.
Hum!
Just as Zhou Yan turned to leave.
Suddenly, the copper coin sword spirit within him vibrated violently.
"What's going on?"
The abnormality of the copper coin sword spirit immediately put Zhou Yan on alert.
"Young Master, please follow me."
At this moment, the tomb guardian spoke again.
"Hm?"
Zhou Yan frowned, hesitated for a second, and finally followed the tomb guardian.
Soon, they arrived at a secluded courtyard.
This courtyard was overgrown with weeds and appeared extremely desolate.
Even the walls of the houses were dilapidated and mottled.
"Young Master, this is where that mausoleum is located."
The tomb guardian pointed to the dilapidated house and said to Zhou Yan, "Not only that, but the owner of this mausoleum also left behind his dying instructions."
"Whoever obtains those instructions will become the owner of this mausoleum!"
Hearing this, Zhou Yan's pupils constricted, and he was momentarily surprised.
"Where are those instructions?"
Zhou Yan looked around and asked.
"No need to rush, Young Master."
"Follow me first."
With that, the tomb guardian made a gesture of invitation to Zhou Yan and led him past the abandoned courtyard into a deep, dark corridor.
The corridor was lined with bluestone bricks and tiles, bearing the marks of time.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Zhou Yan stopped.
Because he sensed that this courtyard was protected by another layer of restriction!
"Young Master has remarkably keen observation skills."
The tomb guardian's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhou Yan with admiration, "This restriction is called the Three-絕 Formation."
"Upon entering, the formation will be triggered, and you will be attacked."
"This formation was set up by the owner of the mausoleum."
"It is said that the owner of this formation was a powerful cultivator, extraordinary in strength, who had swept across battlefields and slain countless enemies."
"He specifically set up this formation after his death to prevent grave robbers from entering the mausoleum."
After listening to the tomb guardian's account, Zhou Yan finally understood.
This restriction was indeed somewhat mysterious.
If not for Zhou Yan's copper coin sword spirit, he might not have been able to see through its true nature.
However, how could a restriction of this level trap him?
The thought flashed and disappeared.
Immediately, Zhou Yan stepped forward, heading directly towards the center of the formation.
"Heh, a newborn calf that fears no tiger!"
"A mere low-level formation can stop my master?"
Seeing Zhou Yan's action, the tomb guardian beside him chuckled dismissively.
"Hum!"
Abruptly, Zhou Yan raised his right hand and pressed it down towards the void in front of him.
Crack!
In an instant, a golden light bloomed.
"Hm?"
The tomb guardian's eyes narrowed, and his face showed shock.
Because behind Zhou Yan, a colossal figure had appeared.
This figure was thirty feet tall, covered in golden scales, and exuded a ferocious aura.
It was clearly the Golden Barbarian Elephant!
This Golden Barbarian Elephant was refined and remade by Zhou Yan after he reformed his physical body.
At this moment, as soon as the Golden Barbarian Elephant appeared, it reared its head and roared, shielding Zhou Yan at its core.
Rumble!
The next moment, a rumbling sound echoed.
On the back of the Golden Barbarian Elephant, Zhou Yan stood with his hands behind his back.
His eyes opened, emitting a piercing cold glint.
"This is..."
Looking at the scene before him, a terrifying guess instantly flashed through the tomb guardian's mind.
"That's right, it's that Golden Barbarian Elephant!"
Zhou Yan's lips curled up, and he said faintly.
Swish!
The tomb guardian's expression changed drastically, and he retreated rapidly, putting distance between himself and Zhou Yan.
"Young Master, you... who exactly are you?"
He stared at Zhou Yan, his expression extremely grave.
The Golden Barbarian Elephant's aura was overwhelming, making him feel suffocated.
Undoubtedly, this was a spiritual weapon!
And not an ordinary one, at least a fifth-tier spiritual weapon!
"Hmph!"
Zhou Yan snorted coldly, ignoring the tomb guardian, and continued to walk forward.
"Young Master, you cannot enter!"
The tomb guardian's heart pounded, and he quickly shouted.
"Get lost!"
However, Zhou Yan's steps did not falter; he continued forward.
Bang!
The tomb guardian could not stop him at all.
When he approached within a hundred meters of Zhou Yan, the Golden Barbarian Elephant roared, its trunk spewing hot air.
Boom!
Instantly, a powerful force struck, throwing the tomb guardian to the ground.
Staggering!
Even with the tomb guardian's cultivation, he couldn't resist and fell to the ground in a disheveled state.
Cough cough!
After a moment, the tomb guardian recovered, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up.
A look of horror and apprehension appeared on his face.
"Who are you?"
His heart was in turmoil.
He knew that with his strength, he could rival an ordinary martial master.
Moreover, he possessed a quasi-saint artifact, making him even more formidable.
Yet, even so, he couldn't withstand a single charge from the Golden Barbarian Elephant.
The other party was too terrifying!
"Esteemed Young Master, you should leave quickly!"
"You have killed disciples of the Iron Fist Sect, and they will certainly not let this go."
"If they find out you have infiltrated the mausoleum, it might bring you a fatal disaster."
"You are still young; do not act rashly."
The tomb guardian advised with earnest persuasion.