Five hundred years ago, the headmaster of Tianxia Sword Sect was still Yun Xiaozi.
At that time, Tantai Yunmeng took over as the leader of the Demon Cult, and it was only two hundred years ago that he was already able to fight Yun Xiaozi head-on.
Moreover, a few days after the end of this battle, news came out that Yun Xiaozi had passed away.
Although Yun Xiaozi was already too old at that time, this battle may have accelerated his lifespan. But being able to defeat such a master-level figure in the martial arts world can also be seen from Tantai Yun at that time.
How profound has Meng’s strength reached!
After the death of Yun Xiaozi, his six disciples, except for the suppressed eldest disciple Long Tiansu, the other five disciples stepped onto the stage of history and became the leaders of the Sword Sect.
So strictly speaking, the senior leaders of Jian Zong's generation, including the current head of Jian Zong, are half a generation behind Tantai Yunmeng in terms of qualifications.
Lin Che has no doubt that Tantai Yunmeng is probably the strongest person in the entire Southern Region today!
So at this moment, facing such a peerless powerful man, no matter who he is, he will feel a pressure from the heart. If he can not be suppressed and lie on the ground like those followers in the distance, Lin Che's character is already very good.
Tenacity.
Even so, in order not to be exposed, he still knelt down on one knee, bent slightly, and looked like he could not bear the pressure.
"Get up."
After a while, Tantai Yunmeng finally dissipated that aura, and everyone present was able to stand upright again and said one after another: "Thank you, Master."
The voice of the leader of the Demon Cult was not old at all, but instead sounded clear and beautiful like that of a middle-aged woman.
In fact, Tantai Yunmeng's current age is not more than a thousand years old. Compared with the longevity she has when she reaches the realm, she can only be called middle-aged at best.
At this moment, she glanced at the geniuses at the foot of the mountain with her phoenix eyes, and said: "I have ordered you to come to Zushan. You must all be guessing why? Then I won't hold back, you can directly
Let me tell you, it is because the Demon Sealed Forbidden Land is about to be opened, and before that, the leader decided to open the Ancestral Mountain to enhance the strength of some of you."
"We really want to open Zushan!"
Hearing this, the eyes of many talented people present suddenly lit up.
These people all know that there is amazing creation in the Ancestral Mountain, and if they are lucky, they can even get the inheritance left by the ancestors of the Blood Emperor.
In the past, not everyone was qualified to enter this holy place within the sect, so it would be difficult for anyone to suppress their inner excitement when they learned that they could get such an opportunity.
If you want to open the Ancestral Mountain, you must sacrifice the ancestors of the Blood Moon Sect.
So after Tantai Yunmeng gave the order, more than twenty giant spirits and demon generals were seen striding from the depths of the forest in the distance, each carrying a bronze cauldron the size of a small mountain.
The interior of each large bronze cauldron was filled with the corpses of various wild beasts, all of which had been killed so recently that their blood had not yet solidified.
The giant spirits and demon generals boarded the sacrificial altar one after another and turned the cauldrons over. Tens of thousands of beast corpses filled the entire sacrificial altar, and the blood seemed to have gathered into a small lake.
Seeing this scene, Lin Che was still quite shocked. She didn't expect that the Demon Cult slaughtered so many savage beasts for a single sacrifice. The method was really too cruel.
However, since the Blood Moon Sect is called a demon sect, it is not surprising that it has such a tradition and style of conduct.
"Uh-huh."
At this time, an old man in white robes stepped onto the sacrificial platform made of bluestones.
The old man wore a mysterious mask on his face, held a staff in his right hand, and an ancient parchment in his left hand, and began to recite a sacrificial inscription.
As he muttered words, the voice seemed to come from a distant time and space, low and full of power, until the last word fell, and suddenly a huge pillar of blood rose into the sky from the altar.
Immediately afterwards, the clouds and mist covering the entire Zushan Mountain became agitated.
Previously, Zushan Mountain was completely obscured by a thick layer of fog, and no one could see the scene inside. It was not until this time that the cloud and mist dispersed, and everyone could vaguely see some of the scene.
I saw hundreds of huge tombstones erected on the mountainside, where the powerful men of the Blood Moon Sect were buried.
The higher you go, the rarer the tombstones are, which means that the buried person was stronger during his lifetime.
Until the top of the mountain, only a mausoleum remains.
There is no doubt that that is the mausoleum of the Blood Emperor's ancestor. It looks like a palace, standing majestically on the top of the mountain, with endless majesty of the ancient emperor coming from it.
"Worship the ancestors of the religion and the sages of the past generations."
As the old man on the sacrificial platform read out the eulogy, including the leader Tantai Yunmeng, he also walked out of the holy chariot. All the demon sect members showed respectful expressions and paid homage in the direction of the Ancestral Mountain.
After a while, all the rituals were over, and the old man bowed and left.
Tantai Yunmeng looked at the people below and said: "There is only one chance to enter the Ancestral Mountain. Therefore, you must fully release your potential and communicate with the holy souls in the Ancestral Mountain. Only by getting one of the sages
Only with the approval of the other party can we obtain the good fortune given by the other party.”
"Now, which of you will be the first to come?"
After saying this, a dull voice was heard, saying: "I would like to inform the leader, the disciple is willing to give it a try first."
Mr. Wuxiang took the lead to walk out of the crowd, and after receiving the permission from the leader, he used his movement technique and flew into the Ancestral Mountain.
After passing through a layer of mist, his figure was suspended directly in mid-air, facing the majestic Zushan Mountain, looking as small as an ant.
"boom!"
Outside Zushan, you may not have felt anything yet, but as soon as you entered the inside of Zushan, Mr. Wuxiang felt as if you were carrying an iron mountain on your back, and suddenly felt an extremely heavy pressure.
This pressure not only made his body shaky and almost fell from the air, but also made his soul tremble unconsciously, as if he had encountered something very terrifying.
There are too many holy souls of strong men buried within the Ancestral Mountain. Even if each strong man has just a trace of soul power escaping, it is not something that ordinary monks can contend with. And if he cannot withstand the pressure of the holy soul, there is no doubt that he will
Foreshadows failure.
"The three-headed and six-armed magic phase!" Mr. Wuxiang roared.
According to what the leader said before, if you want to communicate with the holy soul in the ancestral mountain, you must activate all your potential. Therefore, whether it is to resist the pressure of the holy soul or to gain the recognition of a certain holy soul, Master Wuxiang will
You must force yourself into your strongest state.
"Buzz."
In an instant, Mr. Wuxiang transformed into a fierce figure covered with black scales, with three heads and six arms, and his whole aura also changed accordingly.
At the same time, the people below were staring closely at his figure, and wanted to see whether Mr. Wuxiang, who dared to be the first to try, could really resonate with Zushan and gain some kind of fortune...
