Seeing Mo Wangchen walking in, a woman couldn't help but be surprised in the secret room.
The woman was none other than Tian Xinzhi, "You're here too."
"Don't forget Chen?"
The others all frowned, recognizing him as well. Now Mo Wangchen has already become famous all over the world.
What happened at the Holy Emperor's birthday banquet is still fresh in our memories even now.
"snort!"
A young man snorted coldly, squinted his eyes, and stared at Mo Wangchen, as if he had a fighting spirit surging. This young man was none other than Jiang Chen, the Heavenly Dragon Divine Body who had been defeated by Mo Wangchen in the past!
Besides him, there was another woman whom Mo Wangchen was familiar with, Feng Qing, the Saint of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect!
There are three geniuses at the level of the Holy Son, as well as the three masters of the older generation, namely the Jiang family, the Tian family and the great elders of the Yanhuang Divine Sect, a total of six people. In addition to this, the remaining one is also a young man.
A genius of a generation, but Mo Wangchen didn't recognize him.
"Mo Wangchen, why are you here?" The great elder of the Yanhuang Divine Sect stood up with an unkind look on his face.
"What? Doesn't the Yanhuang Divine Sect still have the right to restrict others from entering this ancient ruins?" Mo Wangchen sneered.
"you!"
Hearing these words, the great elder of Yanhuang Divine Sect's face became darker and he was about to get angry.
"Great Elder."
However, before he could take action, Feng Qing stepped forward to stop him and shook his head at him.
This place is not a place to settle grievances, and there is a mysterious master protecting Mo Wangchen behind him. How can the Yanhuang Divine Sect dare to act rashly?
"snort!"
The great elder snorted coldly and immediately looked away.
"I haven't seen Brother Mo appear before, so I thought you wouldn't come." Tian Xinzhi said with a smile.
"The world is shocked when the ruins appear. The power of desolation is such a rare thing in this world. Who can not be moved?" Mo Wangchen said with a smile.
"You alone want to compete with all the major forces for the power of desolation?"
The eldest elder of the Jiang family stood up, with a hint of disdain on his face.
All the Holy Lands and the Ancient Martial Arts Families were well prepared, and even the soldiers of the Holy Path were used. Mo Wangchen was just a mere person, so what did it matter? The God King's body was indeed powerful, but in the eyes of a true master, Mo Wangchen's strength was
, but seems weak and pitiful.
"The power of Huang is something without an owner. Why can't I snatch it away? Do you, the Jiang family, want to use your power to overwhelm others?" Mo Wangchen responded disdainfully.
At the same time, there was also fear in his heart. Although the cultivation of those who entered this place was suppressed, these people at the level of great elders came with the soldiers of the holy way.
Mo Wangchen did not dare to guarantee whether the power of chaos here could also suppress the power of the soldiers of the holy way. If not, he did not want to have a conflict with the opponent.
"Why do you two need to be angry? We are all here for the power of desolation. If there is any grudge, we might as well resolve it outside. The most important thing right now is to figure out the ancient coffin in this secret room."
The Great Elder of the Tianjia stood up to persuade them that this ruin space was not stable and would disappear under the earth again at any time. If they could not leave the ruins before then, it would probably be a disaster. There was no need to waste time here now.
"There are inscriptions on this stone tablet."
While Mo Wangchen was arguing with the elder of the Jiang family, Feng Qing had already carefully observed the stone tablet next to the ancient coffin.
She stretched out her hand and wiped it, and a thick layer of dust fell off the stone tablet, revealing the words inside.
Everyone hurriedly approached, obviously no one wanted to be left behind to learn the information here.
There are only eight words engraved on the stone tablet, and the words reveal an atmosphere of endless vicissitudes of time.
"This is actually the place where the bones of the ninth generation Holy Lord of Dayan Immortal Palace, Emperor Ming, are buried!"
The eldest elder of the Fang family exclaimed, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"The Dayan Immortal Palace, which used to be the overlord of the Great Luo Heaven Realm, has declined since the disappearance of the Holy Emperor of the Night. When it passed down to the ninth generation, the sect was destroyed. Could it be that the people buried in this ancient bronze coffin were
Is it the last Holy Lord of Dayan Immortal Palace, the Underworld Holy Emperor?!"
"The Holy Emperor of the Underworld has cultivated the supreme underworld skill. It is rumored that it is an inheritance from the underworld. It is obtained by him. Once he has mastered it, he can command all the souls in the world!" The great elder of the Yanhuang Divine Sect said with a burning gaze.
The eldest elder of the Jiang family shook his head, "The underworld only exists in legends, and no one in the world knows whether it really exists."
"Jiang Chen, what are you doing?"
Suddenly, Tian Xinzhi exclaimed, which made everyone startled. They turned their eyes and saw that Jiang Chen had arrived in front of the ancient coffin and wanted to open the lid of the coffin.
"If the person buried in it is really the Holy Emperor of the Underworld, it is no different than the corpse of the Holy Emperor, which can be refined into the ancestor of the human race. Don't you think you are all moved?" Jiang Chen said.
Feng Qing frowned, "The Underworld Holy Emperor is the ancient saint of our human race and deserves to be respected by the world. How can we use his remains to refine an ancestral weapon? Isn't it a joke to the ancient race?"
"Miss Fengqing has the blood of the ancient divine phoenix in her body, and she has a close relationship with the current Phoenix clan. How long ago did she think about my human race like this?" Jiang Chen sneered.
"Bloodline is one thing, but it cannot be denied that I am a cultivator of the human race. Furthermore, since you have a dragon bone in your body, can you be considered a member of the dragon race?" Feng Qing responded calmly.
"Throughout the ancient times, there have been several powerful Saint Emperors produced by the human race. Each of them has unparalleled grace. The Underworld Saint Emperor was even the ninth generation Saint Master of Dayan Immortal Palace in the past. His bones are buried here. The world should not disturb them.
." Tian Xinzhi also stood up and spoke.
"The bones of the Holy Emperor are of great value. If they can be refined into an ancestral weapon, it will be regarded as a service to our human race. I believe that if the Underworld Holy Emperor knew about it, he would definitely not refuse it." The great elder of the Yanhuang Divine Sect said this.
, obviously couldn’t bear to miss the corpse of the Holy Emperor.
"Whether there is a desolate stone at the end of the cave, there are still two theories. The ruins have appeared, and all forces have not hesitated to invite soldiers of the Holy Path. They should not return empty-handed. If there are really bones of the Holy Emperor in the coffin, they should be taken away.
Yes." The eldest elder of the Jiang family also said the same thing.
"Great elder?" Tian Xinzhi frowned and looked at his great elder, hoping that the other party would give words to dissuade him.
Obviously, in Tian Xinzhi's view, it is not a wise move to alarm the Holy Emperor's soul, and some unpredictable crises may occur as a result.
However, what disappointed Detian Xinzhi was that the eldest elder of the Fang family had no intention of stopping it. Instead, his eyes were shining brightly, as if he couldn't wait to open the coffin.
"The place where the Holy Emperor's bones are buried will inevitably be accompanied by endless crises. Aren't you afraid of causing death?" Mo Wangchen also frowned.
In the past, when the Tiannan Zhuxian Sword was in turmoil and the God King's tomb appeared, a large number of ghosts appeared. This was the corpse of the Holy Emperor. If it were disturbed, there would be endless troubles.
"Opportunities come with crises. If you don't even have this courage, how can you go forward in the long run?"
Jiang Chen glanced at Mo Wangchen with disdain, then ignored the three of them's dissuasion and pushed the coffin lid open with the powerful physical power of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Body.