"Feng Yuan, if we encounter these monsters later, we must at all costs dodge out of the way. If those freaks from the God Prison continuously unleash ten times their combat power, I'm afraid they can slay us with a single sword stroke."
While flying all the way into the depths of the tomb, Xu Muyun was still in a state of shock. For someone with her cultivation to be terrified to this extent by the freaks of the God Prison showed just how terrifying that group of shadows was.
"I actually want to experience them a bit, you don't need to be scared like this." A faint smile appeared at the corner of Fang Han's mouth: "They are indeed the outstanding talents among Golden Immortals and can temper my divine fist. Moreover, the laws in their bodies are the most suitable for me to condense supreme treasures. But let's find that King-grade spirit vein first."
Bi Yu'er also said: "With a King-grade spirit vein, we can do anything. The King-grade spirit veins in the Heavenly Realm currently are either in the hands of King-level major sects or controlled by some ancient families. Of course, the Heavenly Court occupies a vast majority as well. Often, when a King-grade spirit vein emerges, it will attract existences beyond Golden Immortals to snatch it, and even Saints will make a move. Extremely rare to come by. This grand opportunity must absolutely not be missed."
The three continued to fly downwards.
This tomb of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord was much larger than a world, with its passages layered upon layers, extraordinarily spectacular. One could never know how deep it was. Fang Han flew downwards along the way, covering at least several trillion li, yet he had not reached the end. The road below was still deep.
Along the way, Fang Han's divine sense also observed many secret chambers within the walls of the tomb. In the chambers, there were also spirit veins and treasures. They were successively discovered by some large forces and great experts, triggering fights and contests. But he didn't intervene in any of them.
Now he had some wealth as well: forty first-grade spirit veins, and one Sea Marquis Sacred Spring Eye. The vitality was enough to support him for decades. Although one could never have too many spirit veins, it wasn't worth wasting time fighting for such petty profits. Right now, he wanted to head directly to the deepest part of the tomb, find the King-grade spirit vein, defeat Wu Chang, and collect it first.
As long as he could collect the King-grade spirit vein, its value would be much greater than collecting ten thousand first-grade spirit veins.
Along the way, he also saw many large forces, and even spotted other disciples of the Taiyi Sect. There were also the shadows of some major sects, faintly resembling forces from the secular world like the Supreme Nine Purities Heaven and the Great Yi Religion.
Those major sects in the secular world like the "Supreme Nine Purities Heaven," "Great Yi Religion," and "Horizon Sect," also possessed robust strength in the Heavenly Realm. Because they frequently received talisman edicts from the Heavenly Realm.
Some sects were even larger than the Yuhua Sect.
For instance, the Supreme Nine Purities Heaven claimed to hold the Dao lineage of the ancient "Supreme Heavenly Lord," being an inheritance directly obtained from the Heavenly Realm.
"So many large forces have entered the tomb of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord… But this just makes it convenient for me to fish in troubled waters. With my strength, the more chaotic it is, the better."
Fang Han observed all around while secretly calculating his plan: "Hmm? Why haven't I seen the shadows of those God Prison freaks? Could it be that they aren't fighting over treasures, but went straight to the bottommost layer of the tomb?"
Just as Fang Han was flying, deeper inside the tomb! Within a majestic and colossal passage, thick bone pillars stood towering one after another.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh…
Seven or eight shadows in succession, carrying the high-speed tremors of space, landed inside this grand hall. Then they stopped, every one of them towering as a mountain and standing perfectly straight as a spear. Their bodies contained power capable of destroying the heavens and exterminating the earth. These shadows were precisely the freaks from the "God Prison Law Enforcement Team" who had just moved through the Divine Tribe army as if there was no one there.
The gaze of each person was calm enough to see through ancient times, and even the distant future. The profound confidence and will between their brows made one feel that no difficulty could ever stump them.
If ordinary Golden Immortals of the same realm stood before them, just by comparing the imposing auras alone, they would have to submit, dripping with sweat all over. Automatically surrendering, much like a sheep facing an ancient Tyrannosaurus rex. There was simply no comparability.
"Cao Zhengyang…" a young man dressed in black clothes spoke up, "Do you think Wu Chang really entered this tomb of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord? We didn't seem to feel his aura."
"He definitely entered. Though he is known as Wu Chang, he also cannot leap out of the insight of the Thunder Emperor Precious Mirror. He has already obtained several fragmented charts of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord; now he wants to enter the tomb to get the most central core fragmented chart, merge them into one, and after comprehending it, advance by leaps and bounds. His ambition is massive, even wanting to attain the karma position of a Heavenly Lord."
A young man named Cao Zhengyang sneered. He was dressed in white clothes, empty-handed, and between his brows, a silver lightning mark fluctuated unsteadily.
"This is simply wishful thinking. Even the Ghost Martial Holy Lord was merely a half-step Heavenly Lord, far from reaching the Heavenly Lord realm, yet this Wu Chang actually dares to covet such a grand position? He is merely an Ancestral Immortal now."
Another young man dressed in pale blue clothes flicked his sword and said: "Coming to kill him this time, are you all confident? He was also once a member of our God Prison, and his realm is higher than ours."
"It is exactly because his realm is higher that the eight of us came together to kill him. If he were in the same realm, one of us would be enough to kill him." Another member of the God Prison Law Enforcement Team said: "He has left the God Prison for so long, and his daily training has basically stopped too. Without the Ten Thousand Lives Lightning Pool created by Lord Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord, he has no way to snap all his Golden Immortal laws completely every day, then jump into the lightning pool to endure the baptism and reconnect them anew. With his training abandoned, he is simply not our match!"
"Correct, only the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord's Ten Thousand Lives Lightning Pool has this function. Any other treasures won't have this ability. Having left the Ten Thousand Lives Lightning Pool, he cannot train every day. His magic power and willpower must have degraded. Rumor has it that the Ten Thousand Lives Lightning Pool was built by the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord based on the Fortune Immortal King's Thirty-Three Heavens supreme treasure, the Heaven Mending Furnace. It can even mend the heavens, not to mention a human life and one's own laws."
"We face death and come back to life in our daily training. Coming out to complete a mission this time is truly relaxing and free. Those Golden Immortals outside are really fragile, like sloppy mud. I can kill ten of them with one sword." Another God Prison Law Enforcement disciple sighed: "I really wish there was someone who could catch a sword of mine and fight a satisfying battle with me, letting me warm up properly."
"Wang Rui, don't harbor any hopes." Yet another Law Enforcement disciple smiled: "Those Golden Immortals outside are indeed unbelievably fragile. Even if we send out a sword using a tenth of our power, they might not necessarily be able to block it. Let alone a sword with ten times combat power."
"That's right, in just a few months, the Heavenly Court is going to host a grand tournament for the peerless geniuses of all major sects. To spar and exchange blows with each other. I wonder if our God Prison has a share in this?"
"What peerless geniuses? If any of the weakest members of our God Prison Law Enforcement Team casually stepped out, we could slaughter them completely clean. But I heard the intentions from above. It seems that our people will be allowed to go out and participate. Because it seems this time is a selection of a husband for an adopted daughter of the Eternal Heavenly Lord."
"What? Fastening ties as a princess for the Eternal Heavenly Lord? Rumor has it that the Eternal Heavenly Lord searches for peerless geniuses everywhere. Unlike Lord Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord, he specifically looks for those with great providence, and then lets them grow on their own."
"If one can marry the adopted daughter of the Eternal Heavenly Lord, even a pig can reach heaven in a single bound, instantly surpassing the Golden Immortal realm. The Eternal Heavenly Lord, however, is a Heavenly Lord far more ancient than the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord. Rumor has it that he has lived for at least three chaotic epochs. While the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord was born in this current chaotic epoch. It is recorded in ancient Dao scriptures that when the next Five Decays of Heaven and Man arrive and the epochs change, ancient Heavenly Lords have ways to evade it, while the newly born Heavenly Lords face some uncertainties."
"There is actually such a matter? Mo Qiudi, where did you read that?"
"I occasionally entered the Heavenly Court's Langhuan Library once and saw some peerless secret tomes. Inside, many Great Daos from previous epochs were recorded. It even mentioned some events that happened in the last epoch, and even the epoch before that."
"There is such a precious tome? I should go take a look sometime too."
"It is indeed so. But this alternation of epochs spans over countless billions of years. The passage of time is excessively long; we simply cannot concern ourselves with such ancient and enduring matters. This kind of matter is only for Heavenly Lords to consider. In this epoch, quite a few new Heavenly Lords were born. They lack experience and can easily fall during the change of the epochs. Lord Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord also wishes that one of us can wed the adopted daughter of the Eternal Heavenly Lord to plant a chess piece."
"This is easy. Isn't it just a tournament? What genius can outmatch our God Prison Law Enforcement Team?"
"That's not exactly certain. Rumor has it that descendants of some Heavenly Lords have also set out. They want to participate in this competition, outshine the rest, and earn the appreciation of that adopted daughter of the Eternal Heavenly Lord. Of course, there are also some Heavenly Lord magnates secretly making arrangements."
"No matter what, when the time comes, it will be a good opportunity for our God Prison Law Enforcement disciples to put forth our grandeur."
"Let's not rush to talk about these things now. Let's find Wu Chang, join forces to slay him, and return carrying his head to claim the reward first."
"According to the intelligence records, this hall is the Skeleton Hall laid down by the Ghost Martial Holy Lord, with a total of forty-nine pillars, corresponding to the number of the Great Expansion."
"Correct. This hall contains an extremely formidable array formation, but by employing the Ancestor Thunder Evasion, we can completely dodge past it. Deep within the grand hall are countless spaces, driving the forty-nine pillars to rotate, transforming into a pivot grand array. To activate this grand array, first-grade spirit veins are of no use. It must be a King-grade spirit vein."
"Yes, I have already noticed it. The King-grade spirit vein is slowly undergoing transformations. That Wu Chang is currently collecting it! We absolutely cannot let him take this spirit vein. We'll directly charge down, slay him, and this King-grade spirit vein will be divided amongst us. It is an extra fortune."
"Go…"
The seven or eight human shadows leaped and disappeared from sight.
"Swoosh!"
Just after these figures vanished, Fang Han dropped down into the hall. Looking deeply within, a smile emerged on his face: "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the yellow bird behind."