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Chapter 1301 Inheritance of the Emperor Xiling: The Classic of the Imperial Way

Just after Ye Han disappeared, the portal quickly returned to its original state.

The chaos of heaven and earth gradually dissipated.

The endless thunderclouds faded, and the area finally became calm. Except for the Xiling Wu Tomb, everything had been razed to the ground by thunder.

Countless experts approached this place for the first time.

"Where's Ye Han?"

"His breath is gone!"

Many people spoke as if they were talking to themselves, sensing the land in all directions with their thoughts, but no trace of Ye Han was found.

"Is he dead?"

Some people were surprised and doubtful.

Some people were also sneering: "Even the real Emperor of Heaven may not be able to block that kind of thunder punishment. Isn't it normal for Ye Han to die? Don't tell me he is still alive."

Suddenly, a great emperor spoke: "Since Ye Han is dead, then the ten seals should be born, and shouldn't the decisive battle have already begun?"

The decisive battle has still not begun, and the platform of destiny has not yet arrived.

Everyone present looked confused and confused.

"Is there a possibility that Ye Han is a liar and has nothing to do with the ten Dao Seals? Otherwise, if he and Buddha met before, if they both had Dao Seals, they would have already caused the Destiny Platform to come."

Another expert is speculating.

Many powerful people gathered here, all looking surprised and uncertain.

They would never have imagined that Ye Han existed inside the Wu Tomb in front of them at this moment.

Inside the Wu Tomb!

Ye Han opened his eyes and saw a scene similar to the interior of a palace hall.

The entire hall is made of top-grade sacred stone materials from ancient times. It has carved beams and painted pillars, and is engraved with ancient divine pictures. There are also countless ancient characters and carvings. The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, and the momentum is unparalleled.

Emperor!

At the front and center, there is a striking emperor character engraved on it.

Ye Han glanced over and felt an unimaginable strong will coming back, like a torrential flood, drowning him in an instant.

The soul sea shook, and the tingling sensation of the martial soul appeared.

If you are not careful, you will be directly crushed to death by this momentum.

Fortunately, Ye Han has an unparalleled will and can forcefully block everything. After transforming into the Great Emperor, his willpower is now comparable to the real Great Emperor.

It is no exaggeration to say that even the Buddha at his peak state could not compare with the current Ye Han's will.

"Who is coming?"

For a long time, after Ye Han blocked the suppressed momentum, a voice suddenly appeared in the hall.

In the central throne in front of you, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared.

The middle-aged man has a majestic face, like a born emperor. Not to mention sitting cross-legged in the central throne at this moment, even if you look at this man on the street, you can feel an indescribable power and oppression. If the other person is born

The emperor and overlord.

However, this person is in a state of incarnation, not a living creature.

No one can survive countless epochs until now.

"I've met senior! Junior Ye Han!"

Ye Han cupped his hands and spoke.

Facing this mysterious incarnation of will, Ye Han felt that he had to be cautious.

The opponent is most likely the legendary Emperor Xiling, one of the seven strongest warriors.

"Why don't you kneel down when you see this emperor?"

The man had a majestic face and stared at Ye Han.

Although he was an incarnation, the cold light spreading from his eyes could instantly penetrate Ye Han's heart and will.

"How terrible!"

Ye Han was shocked inside.

He had only experienced this kind of similar power from two people.

One of them is Zuo Chen, and the other is Na Jiang Fan.

"I, Ye Han, do not kneel to heaven, nor to the ground, nor to gods, nor to gods, nor to the emperor, nor to the ground!"

Ye Han's face was calm.

"I'll make you kneel down!"

The middle-aged man's face turned cold.

In an instant, a storm-like momentum rolled over and enveloped Ye Han's body in an instant, as if it had turned into a sacred mountain in the sky, suppressing Ye Han's head and trying to crush his backbone.

"My will is unyielding!"

"I can't bend my waist!"

The qi and blood in Ye Han's body are surging, his energy is surging, and his will is surging.

The powerful martial arts belief burst out to forcibly block the oppression of this spiritual storm.

A full quarter of an hour passed.

Finally, that terrifying aura disappeared. In the central throne above, the coldness on the middle-aged man's face disappeared, revealing a touch of appreciation: "Yes, with a firm will and an unyielding heart, you are qualified to obtain the inheritance of this emperor!"

laugh!

As he spoke, the middle-aged man pointed out in the air.

Unable to refuse, a memory instantly blasted into Ye Han's mind.

Ye Han suddenly had countless different memories.

Kung Fu, supernatural powers, martial arts, secret codes.

It also includes some insights into cultivating magical powers and exercises.

Everything has become Ye Han's own thing.

"If you can step into the Tomb of Martial Arts and resist my pressure, you have passed the emperor's test. This inheritance is given to you. Everything is at your disposal. I hope you can rise and see you again in the future!"

After saying these words, the man in the central throne gradually faded away and finally disappeared without a trace.

call……!

I don't know how long it took, but Ye Han finally let out a breath of turbid air.

The whole person felt completely relaxed.

"The Emperor of Xiling is so scary. When he was alive, he was probably a master on the same level as Zuo Chen and Jiang Fan. Even if he is worse, he is not much different."

Ye Han's heart was shocked.

Fortunately, I finally got the inheritance from Xiling Wu Tomb.

The inheritance of the most powerful.

"Imperial Dao Jing?"

Ye Han spit out three words.

This technique taught to me by the Emperor of Xiling is called the Imperial Dao Jing.

What the Imperial Dao Sutra cultivates is the way of the emperor, the way of invincibility, focusing on the warrior's condensation of the invincible emperor's will.

It is somewhat similar to the Nine Heavens Yulong Jue, and has a feeling of the same origin.

"Sure enough, only the inheritance from Xiling Wu Tomb is the most suitable for me."

Ye Han was very satisfied.

The so-called three thousand avenues mean that there are countless different paths in the practice of martial arts.

But if we really talk about it, it is nothing more than the way of killing, the way of emperor, the way of fighting, the way of overlord, the way of heaven and earth, etc.

Ye Han practiced the Nine Heavens Dragon Control Technique, and along the way, he continued to devour and refine the Five-clawed Golden Dragon Emperor, the Ancient True Dragon Emperor, and he followed the path of an emperor.

Ye Han looked down upon other techniques he had obtained before, but the Emperor's Dao Sutra he obtained this time was of great help to him. By understanding the Emperor's Dao Sutra and combining it with the Nine Heavens Yulong Jue, Ye Han would be able to master martial arts.

Understanding goes one step further.

In terms of combat strength, there will naturally be great progress.

Ye Han sat here cross-legged for an hour, comprehending the Emperor's Dao Sutra.

Combining the Nine Heavens Controlling Dragon Technique that he had practiced in the past and the Heaven-Suppressing Technique in his previous life, he seemed to have various insights in a daze.

Given time, he might be able to create a unique technique that is unique to him.

Being alone and unique is the strongest.

However, Ye Han's current level is still low. Even if he successfully creates the technique with the memory of his previous life, it will only be slightly stronger than the Heaven-Suppressing Technique in his previous life, which does not mean much.


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