652: Chapter 652 The Land of Ten Thousand Tombs, The Battle for the Holy Scriptures

Wan Zhou's face was gloomy. He took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

Hun Tiandi narrowed his eyes, feeling shocked: "The holy scripture? Now that the function of the holy scripture has been publicized, who knows how many people in the Underworld are eyeing it."

"What a deep scheme. The person who spread this information is truly malicious. Zhuge Xuan kept the holy scripture!"

It was nothing more than luring more experts to fight for it—experts whom ordinary powerhouses couldn't possibly compete with.

Unless some massive forces in the Underworld want to kill with a borrowed knife?

Release the news to let other forces snatch the holy scripture, and then he would take it back? Could it be that the person behind the Dragon Trapping Formation is also from a certain power?

"Truly a madman!"

Hun Tiandi nodded.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a massive blue pillar of light shot up into the Nine Heavens, erupting from the endless floating islands of the Black Sea and connecting heaven and earth.

The surging blue light pierced the sky, instantly dispersing the boundless rain of blood and breaking through the blood-colored clouds.

As the blue light struck, the blood clouds suddenly scattered, and a massive hole appeared in the endless blood clouds deep in the sky.

Through that massive hole in the blood clouds, everyone's gaze was drawn toward the boundless starry sky.

Deep in the starry sky, countless stars flickered with brilliant light, twinkling like bright eyes.

Surging silver rays of light shot back from the depths of the distant starry sky.

They poured down, shooting into the interior.

The massive power of the stars impacted the surrounding floating islands, instantly shattering them.

Astral energy? Drawing the power of the Nine Heavens' stars?

From all directions, countless experts watched this terrifying scene in shock, with only one thought in their minds.

Zhuge Xuan!

At this moment, he was continuously cracking the holy scripture; it was truly a plan to cross the sea under camouflage.

"He broke it open?" Hun Tiandi spoke with a solemn expression.

"The Underworld's number one Chess Dao Battle Saint, the number one Formation Master in the world—he truly deserves his reputation!"

Seeing Zhuge Xuan break open the holy scripture, experts from all directions were in an uproar. Zhuge Xuan had created an immortal myth.

He was truly too strong! He even continued his work while the two great experts, Qin Mian and Wan Zhou, were fighting.

Wan Zhou moved, rushing toward three Black Robed Men. Each of them leaned on a cane. A light breeze blew, and their black robes draped over their skeleton-like bodies.

"Who are you?" Qin Mian asked in a deep voice.

Only now did he realize that these three were not Wan Zhou's subordinates.

"Ha..."

The person in the back faced Qin Mian and spat out an eerie incantation. In the next moment, Qin Mian was completely enveloped by black Qi.

"Young Lord?" The disciples of the Qin Family rushed over, shouting in shock and anger.

Bang!

A burst of blue light shot out. The Crimson Cane in Qin Mian's hand pushed back the blood-red light, and he looked at the Black Robed Man with a face full of terror.

"The... Land of Ten Thousand Graves? Iron-Boned Skeleton?" Qin Mian looked at the three Black Robed Men in surprise.

"Wan Zhou, how dare you! Violating the covenant? Colluding with people from the Major Thousand Worlds?" Qin Mian looked at Wan Zhou with a fierce expression.

Major Thousand Worlds, Land of Ten Thousand Graves?

Hearing this, everyone around frowned, looking at the three black-robed Iron-Boned Skeletons. They actually came from the Major Thousand Worlds.

How did they get in? Wan Zhou was colluding with a power from the Major Thousand Worlds?

Before Qin Mian could finish, the Black Robed Man from before extended a pitch-black iron-boned index finger and tapped the air, a ripple spreading from his fingertip.

Bang!

Qin Mian's Crimson Cane blocked his front, but the difference in strength was too great. With a single tap, Qin Mian was sent flying, coughing up blood as his face turned pitch black.

"Young Lord!" A group of Qin Family members quickly caught him. The terrifying force of the impact also severely injured those who caught him.

Two of them even died.

The black Qi on Qin Mian's face grew denser, and his eyes became glazed. He had no power to resist at all.

"Disciples of the Qin Family, hear my command. Return to the Qin Family immediately!"

After speaking, he immediately lost consciousness. The Qin Family members took Qin Mian and sped away into the distance, disappearing in an instant.

A Battle Saint expert? Severely injured by a single finger?

Countless experts on the periphery felt a chill in their hearts, mostly out of fear. Were the people from the Major Thousand Worlds really this powerful?

Iron-Boned Skeleton?

In the distance, Hun Tiandi's pupils constricted, and the bad premonition in his heart grew even stronger.

The Land of Ten Thousand Graves from the Major Thousand Worlds? This was no longer a place to watch the show; it was extremely dangerous.

The three leading Iron-Boned Skeletons were not idle. Looking at the experts around them, the last Black Robed Iron-Boned Skeleton received an order and walked toward the Black Sea.

With a movement of the cane in his hand, black light erupted.

Bang!

Everywhere it passed, space shattered. Pitch-black tunnels shot directly into the Black Sea. With such terrifying strength, the space of the Lower Plane was extremely fragile before him.

After a loud boom, a massive area of space shattered.

Just as it was about to touch, it was blocked by Zhuge Xuan's Formation, unable to advance a single step.

Humph!

The Iron-Boned Skeleton expert gave a cold snort, and a strange white light suddenly emanated from his cane. The light was crystal clear and brilliant, yet extremely cold.

It crashed directly against the Formation.

This time, space did not shatter, and there was no loud bang from the impact. However, the Formation dented inward, as if bearing immense pressure.

"O..."

The Iron-Boned Skeleton expert once again spat out a strange incantation. With a thunderous roar, space collapsed, becoming pitch black as a terrifying black hole began to rotate.

Soon, five streaks of light shot out in all directions. These were good things. Wan Zhou moved and chased after one.

Other experts were not to be outdone and chased after them one after another; the temptation was too great.

The spatial black hole was mending. After the endless Black Sea healed, a million-foot-deep pit was left behind.

Zhuge Xuan, wearing a hemp robe, slowly flew out, carrying a huge bronze book in his hand.

"Who are you?" A flash of surprise appeared in the depths of Zhuge Xuan's eyes as he looked at the three experts from the Land of Ten Thousand Graves.

"Do you still remember the sky-covering hand from that day?" the Iron-Boned Skeleton who broke the Formation said in a deep voice.

"You are not him. Although he could break the barrier of this plane with his strength, he absolutely could not enter!" Zhuge Xuan said solemnly.

"That was the Old Ancestor of our Land of Ten Thousand Graves!" the Iron-Boned Skeleton said.

"No wonder!" Zhuge Xuan's eyes turned cold.

"Hand over the holy scripture, and I will leave you a whole corpse!" the Iron-Boned Skeleton said deeply.

"Hahaha, you are not qualified enough!" Zhuge Xuan laughed wildly, his Aura towering.

"Humph!" The Iron-Boned Skeleton snorted coldly, attacking Zhuge Xuan with his cane again as a strange black energy slowly emerged.

It transformed into the shape of a towering malevolent ghost, letting out a shrill cry that disturbed Soul Power.

Everywhere the malevolent ghost passed, space shattered. Its terrifying power pressured Zhuge Xuan.

Just from its Aura, countless experts far away felt cowardly, a chill running from their backs straight to their heads.

"Humph!" Zhuge Xuan snorted coldly. Holding the holy scripture in one hand, a burst of bronze divine light shot toward the malevolent ghost.

Boom!

The malevolent ghost exploded, and the bronze divine light continued unabated, charging straight at the Iron-Boned Skeleton, who blocked it with his cane.

Both of them retreated dozens of feet.

"The holy scripture. It truly is a peerless sacred object!" The leading Black Robed Man finally spoke.

Stepping forward, Zhuge Xuan said solemnly, "Get out. This plane is not a place you should come to, otherwise your Lifespan will be reduced tenfold!"

"Reversing time? Hahaha, the Old Ancestor's orders must be executed. Once we have the holy scripture, we will naturally leave!"

The leading Black Robed Man said indifferently.

A battle for the holy scripture, a duel of life and death?

Zhuge Xuan frowned slightly, his heart sinking. Relying on the holy scripture, he could still fight the previous Iron-Boned Skeleton.

But this leader gave him a feeling of being irresistible.

"My son, follow your father. Today I shall teach you the Soul Extinguishing Method. My disciple, clean up those ants!"

The leading Black Robed Man said indifferently.

"Yes!" the other two Iron-Boned Skeletons responded.

Ants, clean them up?