341: The tomb of the Great Emperor has been discovered!

The outer edge of the Great Emperors Tomb!

Third Old Ancestor was exerting all his strength, pondering over the Formation before him, trying to figure out how to poke a hole in it to get out.

At this moment, only the half-dead Xue Wuhen remained by his side.

"Damn it, this time I've really lost out big!"

Third Old Ancestor muttered incessantly.

Ever since he swiped that Dark Blood Battle Axe, he suspected this place was likely a Great Emperors Tomb.

He had thought that since he was already here, he could not just wander around the perimeter; it would not make sense not to go in and grab some benefits. Even the scraps leaking from a Great Emperors fingers would be enough to make him rich.

However, after trying several times, he still had not entered the interior of the tomb. Looking at the Formation that was on the verge of collapse, he feared that if he forced his way in, the Formation would collapse and he would be finished inside.

Third Old Ancestor decided to retreat first and think of a way after returning to the Sect!

He glared at the water-like light screen of the Formation before him. This was the final barrier separating the inside of the tomb from the outside, and it was also the spot he had found after searching for a long time that he felt was the thinnest.

"This damn Formation, why is it harder than the rocks in a latrine!"

Third Old Ancestor completely lost his patience, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

He glanced sideways at Xue Wuhen beside him; the more he looked, the angrier he got, and he raised his hand and slapped him.

"Slap!"

The crisp sound was exceptionally clear in the desolate tomb passage.

Xue Wuhen's head snapped to the side from the blow, and he let out a few groans before falling still.

He had almost grown accustomed to days like this; this old thief would give his head a whack every now and then.

He was even considering whether he should switch to practicing Iron Head Skill after he got out.

Xue Wuhen was still completely bewildered, having no idea how he had offended this terrifying old madman.

How did he get targeted by this bane, and why was he dragged all the way to this ghost of a place to suffer endless torment?

This old madman coveted the items in the Great Emperors Tomb, triggered the Restriction, and fell into danger, yet he actually blames me?

"It's all your fault, you little brats! If it wasn't to deal with you, would I have fallen into this ghost of a place?!"

Third Old Ancestor cursed and swore, knowing he was venting his anger, but he would feel stifled if he didn't let this pent-up frustration out.

He stopped paying attention to Xue Wuhen and turned his focus back to the light screen in front of him.

He tried several methods to break the Formation, but could only make it wobble; he just could not pierce through it.

"Screw it! Open for me!"

Third Old Ancestor glared, turning ruthless.

His Saint King Realm cultivation erupted fully, the spiritual light around him coalescing into a towering phantom of a giant, and he clenched his right fist tightly.

"Earth! Shaking! Fist!"

He roared, pouring all his strength, along with a sliver of destructive power drawn from the Dark Blood Battle Axe, into a strike on the weakest point of the Formation's light screen without reservation!

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion, as if the heavens and earth were first opening, erupted!

The resilient Formation light screen, under such concentrated and violent bombardment, finally could not bear the burden, let out a mournful cry, and shattered with a bang!

A twisted opening filled with spatial turbulence appeared instantly!

However, at the very same moment the Formation shattered—

"Rumble—!!!"

It was as if a chain reaction had been triggered, or as if the final Seal had been completely torn apart!

The entire Great Emperors Tomb, which had been silent for eons, let out an earth-shattering roar!

A terrifying vibration, a hundred times stronger than before, came from the deepest part of the tomb; countless Restriction runes collapsed simultaneously, Imperial Dao Laws erupted in Chaos, the earth shook and mountains swayed, and giant rocks fell like rain!

"Not good! The Formation has completely collapsed!"

Third Old Ancestor's expression changed drastically, and he instantly understood what was happening.

His punch had not only opened an exit but had also become the final straw that broke the camel's back, completely detonating this Great Emperors mausoleum!

"Go!"

He could no longer care about anything else, grabbing Xue Wuhen, who had been shaken senseless and nearly swept away by the spatial turbulence.

He transformed into a streak of blood-colored light and, without looking back, charged desperately toward the shattered Formation opening!

Behind him, the Seal of the Great Emperors Tomb collapsed completely; an indescribably vast Emperor Might, mixed with the aura of eons of deathly silence, surged into the sky like a dam-breaking primordial beast!

A pillar of Chaos light tore through the firmament, and the phantom of an ancient palace floated and appeared between heaven and earth...

The Great Emperors Tomb, at this moment, because of his "final punch", suddenly emerged into the world!

A dull, extreme roar seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Nether Earth's core, or as if it had pierced through time and space from the extremely distant Primordial Era!

The entire Desolate Province, no, the entire Eastern Domain, shook violently at this loud noise!

Countless mountains swayed, rivers flowed backward, birds and beasts fled in panic, and cities trembled!

This was by no means an ordinary earthquake or a battle between experts.

On the solitary peak, the expressions of Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, and Mo Yu changed simultaneously; they instantly looked up, their gazes like lightning, shooting toward the eastern horizon.

Following the loud noise was an indescribable, slow, yet unstoppable, desolate, vast, and terrifying pressure that seemed capable of crushing eons; like an invisible tide, it spread from the east across the entire world!

The world was filled with a heart-palpitating heaviness and solemnity.

Countless Cultivators, regardless of where they were or their level of cultivation, felt their hearts sink inexplicably at this moment, as if a giant boulder were pressing down on their Divine Soul.

Those with weaker cultivation were even paler, their Divine Souls shaken, almost kneeling down.

"What is this commotion?"

Mo Yu's expression was grave; his Qilin Bloodline was restless, emitting bursts of warning hisses.

This pressure made the pride originating from the depths of his Bloodline tremble!

Xiao Ruobai frowned, his War God Bloodline sensing a trace of oppression.

This pressure was too vast and ancient, carrying a supreme majesty that could not be profaned, yet it faintly revealed a sense of deathly silence that had been dormant for eons; it was by no means something an ordinary expert or rare treasure could emit.

Fang Hanyu's sword-like brows were knitted, sharp light condensing in his eyes, as if he were trying his best to perceive and analyze the essence of this power that transcended his cognition.

This pressure made even him feel heart palpitations, instinctively wanting to draw his sword.

Just at this moment, a thought suddenly appeared in Xiao Ruobai's mind!

The Great Emperors Tomb!

That's it!

Xiao Ruobai took a sharp breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, and turned to look at Fang Hanyu, "Junior Brother! This pressure, could it be?!"

Fang Hanyu reacted almost at the same time as him.

"Revered Master once said that the Great Emperors Tomb where Third Old Ancestor is trapped would emerge in a month. Calculating the time, it should be within these few days!"

"What?! The Great Emperors Tomb?!"

Mo Yu, who was to the side, heard their conversation and turned his head abruptly, his pair of red pupils wide open, his face filled with extreme shock and bewilderment, even doubting if he had misheard.

"Are you saying that the tomb of an Ancient Great Emperor has emerged?!"

Great Emperor? What kind of existence is that?

Their tombs are each considered peerless forbidden zones, containing unimaginable Opportunities, and also accompanied by terrifying killing tribulations sufficient to bury a Saint!

Such legendary things have actually emerged?!

Xiao Ruobai glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "Correct, it is indeed the Great Emperors Tomb. Now that the omen has appeared and the Emperor Might has descended, there can be no mistake."