First there were the two weird but terrifying guards outside, and now there was the immortal power. All of these revealed Chen Feng's weirdness.
Is he dead?
"Chen Ling, do you feel anything?" The Heavenly Saint King looked at Chen Ling.
Chen Ling shook his head: "I still felt it a little when I was outside, but it disappeared after I came in."
"As for Chen Feng, I guess there is an 80% chance that he is not dead."
"Yes, otherwise, how did all this happen?"
"He may even have found a way to control the immortal power."
Everyone was talking about it, and Chen Ling looked at everyone's expressions and felt that most of them believed that Chen Feng was not dead.
He himself is pretty much the same.
If he died, how could all this happen in this holy tomb?
But it is also possible that he arranged everything before he died.
If that were the case, it would be even more horrifying.
"Let's move on." Chen Ling withdrew his gaze and looked deep into the corridor.
Everyone moved forward cautiously.
There was nothing unusual along the way. Everyone walked through the corridor, and inside was a huge and magnificent hall.
Entering this hall, everyone looked shocked.
The main hall is huge, with no exit except the entrance road. It is surrounded by walls on three sides and is exquisitely carved.
There was a black coffin placed in the center of the hall. The coffin was as black as ink, without any patterns, and looked extremely strange.
And behind the coffin, there are three crystal jade thrones standing, all milky white, with a deep blue inside.
"Chen Feng's coffin."
Everyone stopped and stared at the coffin.
Except for the strange color of the coffin, no one felt anything unusual.
Even Chen Ling was unaware of it.
"It stands to reason that it shouldn't be. Even if Chen Feng dies, he is still my ancestor. Why is it that nothing has changed when I get here?" Chen Ling frowned slightly, feeling really weird.
"It seems that Chen Feng is dead. All this should have been arranged by him before he died." Tiansheng King narrowed his eyes and seemed to be relieved.
Chen Ling can understand.
If Chen Feng didn't die, he would have reached a terrifying state, and I'm afraid everyone present would be reduced to fish.
"There is nothing here. What does Chen Feng mean? And who are the two guards outside?" Some people were extremely confused.
"Perhaps it has something to do with the three Amyrlin thrones." Aoki stared at the Amyrlin throne behind the coffin and said.
Everyone's eyes suddenly glanced over.
"Would you like to go up and take a look?" someone whispered.
But no one moved.
The hall suddenly fell into dead silence.
Xiling suddenly walked up to the black coffin and looked at it carefully.
He suddenly reached out and slapped the coffin lid suddenly.
Bang!
The coffin made a muffled sound but made no movement.
The coffin lid didn't move either.
Xiling frowned.
"It seems that the secret is on this jade throne."
Xiling looked at everyone jokingly.
"Hmph, evildoer Chen Feng, if I can step into the hall so easily, who knows what tricks this guy has left behind?"
"The coffin can't be opened. I'm afraid there's a ghost in this jade throne."
"Brother Xiling, if you're not afraid, why don't you go over and take a look first."
Everyone was not stupid, and they all ridiculed him.
"I'll do it." Chen Ling suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.
"My mission has been completed. If something unexpected happens, it won't matter." Chen Ling grinned, but he sneered secretly in his heart.
His role is gone. These guys still don't know if they have ulterior motives, so they might as well go take a look first.
Although all this was strange, he still firmly believed that Chen Feng would not harm his descendants.
"I'll do it." Just when Chen Ling was about to leave, the Heavenly Saint King stopped him and strode towards the throne.
"Clan leader." Chen Ling hesitated.
"Don't worry." The Heavenly Saint King smiled faintly, and looked at everyone with disdain. Without any fear, he glanced at the three jade thrones, and then directly ducked and sat cross-legged on the right jade throne.
Buzz~~
The moment the Heavenly Saint King sat on the throne, a layer of golden light suddenly surged out from the throne. The Heavenly Saint King didn't even have a chance to react before he was directly covered.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
"Damn, it's really weird."
The Heavenly Saint King was shrouded, his whole body trembling, his face full of pain, and the golden power crazily penetrated his body.
"Clan leader."
The strong man from the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan exclaimed.
Immediately, a Saint King shot out, and a big hand like a cattail leaf fan struck sharply on the layer of golden power.
Bang!
The sound was like thunder, but the golden power showed no fluctuation.
"Damn."
"Lord Xiling, please take action to save the leader of our clan." The Holy King who took action gritted his teeth, looked at Xiling and cupped his hands.
"good."
Xiling agreed simply, taking one step forward and pointing the finger.
Bang!
With a flash of golden light, he flew backwards and hit the wall of the hall hard.
puff!
After falling to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood, Xiling took a breath of cold air and looked at the jade throne in horror.
The whole place was dead silent.
Everyone was trembling with fear. Xiling, the strongest among them, was actually directly injured.
What on earth is that?
At this moment, no one even had the intention to sympathize with the Heavenly Saint King.
The golden power seemed to flow continuously, and the Heavenly Saint King struggled wildly, but in the face of that power, it was like a mantis trying to use its arms as a chariot, to no avail.
The hall was enveloped by an extremely depressing atmosphere.
The strong man from the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan was filled with grief.
As time passed, the Heavenly Saint King gradually calmed down, motionless and no longer struggling. His face was as golden as jade, and his whole body seemed to be stained with the color of gold and jade.
In the eyes of everyone, the Heavenly Saint King looked more like he was dead.
"I'm afraid the Heavenly Saint King has fallen, alas." An old man sighed.
The strong man from the Sky-Swallowing Beast Tribe immediately glared angrily.
The old man from the Phoenix tribe had a sneer flashing deep in his eyes.
The fall of the Heavenly Saint King of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan is a big event, and even the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan will be in crisis.
However, everyone's purpose was put to rest, and no one dared to touch the Amyrlin Seat again.
"Chen Ling, are you hiding something?" A strong man from the Divine Forbidden Clan suddenly stared at Chen Ling coldly and shouted.
This sudden scene made everyone's pupils shrink.
"Chen Ling, you are a descendant of Chen Feng. It is impossible for him not to expect his descendants to come here, so you must have concealed it."
"Speak quickly, or I'll kill you."
"Chen Ling, I suddenly felt that your behavior just now was really weird. Please tell me honestly."
"No one can protect you now."
Immediately, everyone pointed their swords at Chen Ling, oppressing him with powerful force.
Even Xiling and Qingmu frowned and stared at Chen Ling.
Even the expressions of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan are gradually changing.
Oh shit.
Chen Ling's face turned pale, and he never expected that it would suddenly turn to him.
The point is, he really doesn't know.
These damn old guys.
Chen Ling gritted his teeth and said: "My ancestor is dead, and the Heavenly Saint King is my biggest supporter here. Do you think if I knew anything, I would let the Heavenly Saint King pass?" (To be continued)