Zhao Qingcheng looked solemn, and then said: "Are you doubting... that Zhan Jueshi actually didn't really die back then, and that he escaped from this tomb?"
Han Jiulin said: "I'm not sure, but it is indeed possible."
Zhao Jiyuan was so frightened by Han Jiulin's words that the hairs on his body stood up. If a demon like Zhan Jueshi was really not dead, but had been hiding his whereabouts for thousands of years, it would naturally be an extremely terrifying thing!
If Zhan Jueshi is really alive and has not heard any news about him for thousands of years, then he must be planning some huge conspiracy in the dark that is detrimental to the Zhao clan.
Once the hatred that spans a thousand years breaks out, even if it really brings huge disaster to the Zhao clan, it is not impossible!
Because of this, after Zhao Qingcheng had a brief discussion with Zhao Jiyuan, Zhao Jiyuan immediately flew to the direction of the Holy Mountain within the Saint Cemetery, intending to report the matter to the person responsible for guarding the Saint Cemetery.
A master of the Zhao clan.
Before Zhao Jiyuan left, Han Jiulin also told Zhao Jiyuan and Zhao Qingcheng about the strange feeling that suddenly occurred in his heart when he saw the ancestor of the Zhao clan. Although nothing remained the same, he still felt uneasy in his heart.
There are masters from the three ancient families of the Qiongling Empire who are responsible for guarding the Saint Cemetery. However, they all live in the Holy Mountain, and under normal circumstances, they are nowhere to be seen.
Not long after Zhao Jiyuan left, a sinister aura swept towards Han Jiulin and his party from a distance.
Countless sinister and cold air in the sky gathered together under the condensation of the holy spirit, and turned into countless sharp blades that struck Han Jiulin and others like a violent storm in an instant!
Han Jiulin narrowed his eyes and immediately used the "Six Ultimate Spiritual Energy" to form a huge protective shield, covering himself and his party.
Although those wind blades seemed extremely violent, they were unable to break through Han Jiulin's magical power. Under the constant bombardment, they turned into particles one after another and scattered in the wind.
After the offensive was over, Han Jiulin looked towards the dim night in the distance, and then said in a cold voice:
"I have noticed that you are following our group since we came out of Yunxiao Palace. The Lord Impermanence of the Yamaluo Sect has already taken action, so why hide your head and tail?"
Han Jiulin's spiritual perception at this time was so extraordinary. In fact, he had already sensed that Lord Impermanence of the Yamaluo Sect and another master of unknown origin had been following him and his party.
It's just that Han Jiulin didn't want to delay the search for the "Destroying Demonic Flame", so he deliberately kept it secret.
"Hmph, good boy, you can actually detect our hidden aura, but now, what if you are aware of it?
Isn’t it a dead end?”
While Lord Wuchang snorted coldly, a corpse wearing a black gown fell from the sky and landed on the ground where Han Jiulin and his party were standing, creating a large crater.
I saw that the old man in a black gown had his heart pierced by a war spear weapon. He had an extremely unwilling look on his face, but his life had completely disappeared.
This old man in a black gown is one of the guardians of the Saint Cemetery, and he is a master who has reached the fourth level of Sainthood.
However, at this moment, he was executed here without causing any disturbance in the battle, and his death was extremely messy and miserable.
After Han Jiulin's words fell to the ground, Lord Impermanence suddenly fell to the ground on a monster beast, trampling and breaking countless tombstones, causing countless spiritual fires to float in the air, revealing a strange and profound scene.
Lord Wuchang raised his hand and took back the war spear that was inserted into the heart of the old man in black clothes. He then stared at Han Jiulin with a sneer and said:
"I'm just an old guy guarding a cemetery, but he actually dares to stop me?
You really don’t know how to live or die! Your Highness Xuanzi, do you think so?"
Envoy Du Xun, who was originally standing not far from Han Jiulin, felt cold sweat all over his body after seeing Venerable Impermanence, and quickly hid behind Han Jiulin to seek shelter.
But despite this, now Venerable Impermanence has come here again, and with him is an equally powerful master hiding in the dark. As a result, Venerable Du Xun still feels abnormally fearful in his heart, and feels that the end is approaching.
"Don't be afraid of this. Since I promised to protect your life before, I will definitely not let you die in the hands of the Lord Impermanence of the Yama Sect."
Han Jiulin turned his head slightly and spoke calmly.
Upon hearing this, Venerable Impermanence couldn't help but sneer and immediately spoke:
"Young man surnamed Han, you are too arrogant! Do you really think that you can save the life of this traitor because you are Xuanzi from Ditian Mountain?"
"Du Xun! You have betrayed our sect and committed an unforgivable crime. Why don't you kneel down in front of me and receive the death penalty!"
The impermanent venerable of the Yama Sect condensed the holy spirit in his mouth, and the sound waves in his mouth were like the roar of a wild lion, which shocked the envoy Du Xun to the point where he paralyzed and fell to his knees on the ground, vomiting out a mouthful of blood.
Han Jiulin frowned slightly, moved his hands with a sneer, and then used the secret method of "Shifting the Universe" to instantly rebound the sonic offensive of the Impermanence Master of the Yamaluo Sect.
The sound wave offensive that rebounded from the "Shifting Universe" became even more fierce and rapid. Suddenly, the demonic beast under the seat of the Impermanence was so shaken that its internal organs were shattered and it fell out. Then it overturned a tombstone and suddenly fell to the ground.
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Although this demonic beast had completely lost its mobility, Lord Impermanence managed to avoid Han Jiulin's sonic attack with "Shifting Universe" in time, and then landed on a tombstone unharmed.
Han Jiulin said: "Honorable Impermanence, I'm afraid that in order to kill me this time, the Yamaluo Sect didn't just send you to come to the Holy Cemetery, right?
The master who has been hiding in the dark no longer needs to hide, he can just show up together!"
As Han Jiulin's voice drifted, a woman wearing a dark red hooded robe quietly appeared behind Han Jiulin and his party.
"Donor Jiulin, your life is just a short-lived dream. Now that you are walking through illusions, why should you be greedy for these illusions?
Why not follow me to the real world and eliminate these endless worries..."
Lord Lingyu holds a golden Buddha jade in his hand, emitting bursts of dazzling golden light. Although his body is surrounded by clouds and mist, it is difficult to conceal the graceful figure under his robe.
When envoy Du Xun saw the Lord Lingyu from the Yamaluo Sect arriving here, he was so frightened that he trembled like chaff. He felt that he was bound to die today!