176: Chapter 176 The Black Sea Rises Across the Sky, the Burial Emperor Descends!

Grayish-white mist floated over the sea surface, with hideous white shadows occasionally flashing through the fog.

Like things that should have died long ago, still bobbing up and down within the waves!

Further in the depths, an island emerged.

That island was too large, spanning the deep sea and shrouded in mist, looking like an ancient beast lying in wait.

Viewed from afar, the island's body was covered in countless forest-white skeletons, filled with jagged rocks and fractured cliffs.

One could vaguely see an ancient bone path slanting toward the heights, flickering in and out of the mist.

The moment it appeared, countless places within the Three Thousand Dao Domains erupted in Chaos.

On the distant horizon, streaks of overbearing Divine Sense soared into the sky.

Ancient Sects were shaken.

Holy Lands lost their voices in shock.

Old Ancestors of Imperial Families opened their eyes from their secluded meditation grounds.

A large number of old monsters who had been silent for years looked up simultaneously at the same direction at this moment.

Burial Emperor Island.

It has manifested in the world!

The first bell chime rang out from the main hall of the Heavenly Profound Holy Land.

Dong—!

The sound rolled across the nine peaks.

In the next instant, several figures soared into the sky.

Holy Lord Zhou Qing stood at the very front, his robes fluttering and his gaze sharp and intimidating, as the dao rhyme of the Imperial Way surged around him, sweeping through heaven and earth.

Luo Qinghan stepped through the air, shrouded in a chill, a cold light already glowing in the depths of her eyes.

Peak Master Jiang Qiyue, Peak Master Lei Wanjun, Peak Master Qin Yuanshan, and the other Peak Revered Masters appeared one after another.

Everyone's expressions were solemn.

Anyone could see that this phenomenon was not at all what a common Secret Realm should look like when appearing in the world.

What emanated from that black sea was the aura of the Immortal Ancient era, a deathly intent buried for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.

Zhou Qing looked up at the rift, his palm trembling as a Quasi-Emperor level Divine Thought swept out.

But as soon as that Divine Thought approached the edge of the black sea, it was swallowed clean by a layer of gray mist, without even a faint echo returning.

Zhou Qing's face darkened further.

Luo Qinghan flicked her sleeve and landed beside him, speaking coldly.

"Burial Emperor Island! This place is incredibly sinister!"

Jiang Qiyue also looked up at the island, a look of solemnity flashing in her eyes.

"The ancient Qi is too heavy."

"There are some things that even this seat's Dao Patterns cannot see through!"

Lei Wanjun licked the corner of his mouth, but thunder and fire were dancing in his eyes.

"In a place like this, the more dangerous it is, the greater the Opportunity inside."

Qin Yuanshan added in a heavy voice.

"The greater the Opportunity, the more people will die!"

Standing atop the nine peaks and watching the increasingly clear island, Zhou Qing slowly uttered a sentence.

"This island must be contested."

As soon as these words fell, the hearts of the Elders of the various peaks all shook in unison.

Everyone knew that since the Holy Lord had spoken, there was no room for negotiation.

The Golden Great Era had already begun.

The struggle for the Mandate of Heaven had fallen into Chaos.

After the destruction of the Wang Family, the Heavenly Profound Holy Land's prestige was at its peak; if they retreated half a step now,

That invincible momentum they had just forged would be immediately devoured by all the other parties.

Moreover, it was highly likely that secrets of the Immortal Ancient level were buried on Burial Emperor Island.

Who would be willing to give up such a thing?

Just then, a figure walked out from the First Peak.

Black robes like ink, Bloodline Qi like a Dragon.

Lin Yi looked up at the rift in the sky, at the black sea and the bone island, a sharp light igniting in his eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation or intention to test the waters, he stepped directly into the high sky.

"Revered Master, Holy Lord!"

He looked toward Luo Qinghan and Zhou Qing, his tone concise.

"This Disciple is willing to enter the island on behalf of the Holy Land!"

A simple sentence, yet it made the breathing of many surrounding Elders turn heavy.

Because when Lin Yi said this, there wasn't even a ripple of emotion on his face.

His posture was calm and indifferent, as if he weren't about to charge into an unknown forbidden zone with a slim chance of survival, but rather going to casually harvest something that already belonged to him.

Luo Qinghan glanced at him; in that glance, there was scrutiny, but also satisfaction.

She liked this drive of Lin Yi's the most.

When a grand occasion arrived, he did not shrink back.

When life and death were before him, he did not fear!

Before she could speak, Zhou Qing beside her spoke first.

"Are you confident you can set foot on this island?"

Lin Yi looked up, his Primordial Immortal Pupil activating; with a flash of light, his vision pierced directly through the vast black mist and landed deep within that bone island.

"Seventy percent!"

Everyone present gasped on the spot.

Seventy percent?

Facing such an ancient and ominous land that even swallowed a Quasi-Emperor's Divine Thought, he claimed seventy percent confidence?

While everyone was still in shock, Lin Yi's next sentence was even more arrogant.

"When I say seventy percent confidence, I mean in taking control of everything!"

"If it's just to board the island."

"One hundred percent!"

Zhou Qing stared at him and suddenly laughed, his eyes filled with irrepressible admiration.

"Good!"

"The Saint of my Heavenly Profound Holy Land should have such confidence!"

Just as he finished speaking.

Su Yuxi, who was to the side, suddenly let out a muffled groan, her body swaying.

Jiang Qiyue's expression changed, and she reached out to support her.

"Yu Xi?"

Su Yuxi pressed her hand to her forehead, her brow furrowing and her breathing becoming slightly erratic.

Those eyes, which were usually cold and clear, had now become incredibly chaotic.

Inside her head, it felt as if some dusty corner had been forcibly pried open, as fragmented scenes surfaced frantically.

The black sea, the bone path.

A cliff, a gray stone gate, and a blurry figure standing before the gate.

A constant buzzing rang in her ears, and her throat tightened as she uttered a few words almost instinctively.

"The bone path... the cliff... the gray gate..."

As soon as she spoke, the surroundings fell silent.

Luo Qinghan's gaze narrowed.

Jiang Qiyue's hand supporting her tightened by three degrees.

Lin Yi abruptly turned his head to look at Su Yuxi.

He didn't rush to ask if she had seen something, nor did he force her to remember.

He simply stepped forward half a pace, pressed his palm against her back, and transferred a wisp of Grandmist spiritual energy to her.

"Don't force yourself."

Su Yuxi gritted her teeth, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the shock in them had not yet dissipated.

"I... I can't explain it."

"But that place, I have definitely been there!"

"That bone path, and the gray stone gate behind the cliff, they are all shadowed in my mind!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

Everyone's hearts were thrown into turmoil.

Zhou Qing slowly let out a breath.

"It seems this island also has some Karma with you."

Jiang Qiyue looked at Su Yuxi with a complex expression.

This Disciple of hers already had many secrets.

Now that this mysterious island had just appeared and could directly trigger such a reaction, it was already enough to explain many things.

On the other side, Shen Qingyue hadn't spoken from beginning to end.

She just kept looking at that island, her expression very still—so still it made one's heart sink.

Until a certain moment, the dao rhyme within her body suddenly jolted.

Buzz—!

A wisp of Chaos aura emerged from around her; her sleeves moved without wind, and her black hair fluttered lightly.

That face, which was already cold and stunningly beautiful, added a few more degrees of overbearing chill at this instant.

Shen Qingyue slowly raised her hand and pressed it to her chest.

She clearly felt her Bloodline vibrating along with those sea waves!

A mysterious pulling force rose within her body, pointing toward the depths of the black sea, toward the very center of that bone island.

She spoke slowly, her voice carrying a hint of coolness.

"The clues to the destruction of the Shen Family are there!"

Lin Yi looked at her; when their gazes met, the emotions Shen Qingyue had suppressed for so long could no longer be hidden.

The destruction of her Family, the old matters of the gatekeepers, the betrayal of the Heaven and Earth Gate, and the truth Xu Tian had torn open before his death.

The source of it all was over there.

Lin Yi didn't give any long speeches; he simply gave her a light nod.

"Then we shall fight our way there!"