Enter the tomb!

Xu Ying stood above the Void Realm, feeling the gazes from all around him.

There was envy, jealousy, and even killing intent hidden deep within their hearts.

But he didn't care; these people were too weak.

"Li Xiu, let's go, we're going in!"

Xu Ying took advantage of this time to roughly understand the 'rules' of this divine mountain tomb.

Emperor Realm Cultivators were forbidden from entering, and even Quasi-Emperor Realm Cultivators were not allowed in this tomb.

It was even rumored among the Yao Race Cultivators in the Chaotic Star Sea Region that this tomb most likely belonged to an Emperor Realm Cultivator from the Yao Race.

How could this not make people covet it?

A tomb left by a Great Emperor, containing Legacy, Magic Treasure, Cultivation Technique, and even heavenly spiritual objects.

Not to mention the Great Power Realm and King Realm Cultivators present; even Saint Cultivators, or true Emperor Realm Cultivators, could not ignore it.

This was even more tempting for Xu Ying.

He possessed the ability to receive daily intelligence, and could even search for the intelligence most suitable for him.

As long as he made reasonable use of these intelligence points, all Opportunities in this world would be open to Xu Ying.

"As you command, Saint!"

Li Xiu respectfully followed behind Xu Ying, stepping directly into the entrance of the divine mountain tomb.

He was now tied to Xu Ying's prosperity; with this relationship, life and death were minor matters.

Only when Xu Ying truly rose would it be the time for people like them to flourish... "Pop—"

Stepping through the passage of the divine mountain tomb, a viscous sensation came from all around.

Xu Ying felt as if he was walking in the esophagus of some creature, and within a few breaths, a bright light gradually cleared before his eyes, and the surrounding scenery appeared one by one.

"This is the tomb of the Primeval True Dragon!?"

Xu Ying stepped out with one foot and looked around.

The surrounding scene was desolate and barren, with palaces standing on this land.

These palaces were connected, like the body of a True Dragon, appearing and disappearing.

The sky above the tomb was somewhat dim, but streaks of divine light of different colors flew across it.

These were the Cultivators who had entered from the outside, all searching for Opportunity.

"Saint, where shall we go next?" Li Xiu asked, standing loyally by Xu Ying's side.

This tomb was extremely strange, and he had an ominous premonition.

Xu Ying stroked his chin; the white light on the intelligence panel had already receded.

Since he had already entered the Primeval True Dragon's tomb, the intelligence prompt had completely concluded.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xu Ying's eyes suddenly moved.

On the intelligence panel, he invested five intelligence points and began to search for today's intelligence.

Soon, a piece of information popped out:

[Daily Intelligence Refreshed:]

[1: The Primeval True Dragon, fond of hoarding treasures, has a Weapon Hall set up in its tomb! (Click to view specific information)]

"Hmm? Weapon Hall!" Xu Ying's eyes suddenly gleamed, like two beams of light in the dark night.

After clicking to receive more information, he finally understood.

The True Dragon Race, influenced by their Bloodline, also had a hobby of hoarding treasures.

And all kinds of Sharp Weapons in the world were also a type of treasure.

The owner of this tomb, the Primeval True Dragon, had specially set up this Weapon Hall within the tomb.

It collected various divine weapons from the Primeval era, the Xuanhuang World, and even the Myriad Realms.

"I wonder if the items in this Weapon Hall can satisfy my requirements!" Xu Ying smiled silently.

Suddenly, he gazed into the distance, past the barren palaces.

One of the palaces now caught his eye, like an oasis in the desert, exceptionally dazzling!

"Let's go this way! Keep up!"

Xu Ying's figure suddenly moved, like a ghost.

With one step, it was as if he had shrunk the distance, immediately pulling away from Li Xiu.

At such speed, in just a few blinks of an eye, he disappeared from sight.

"Saint! Wait for me!"

After Li Xiu recovered, Xu Ying's back had almost disappeared from his sight.

He rushed to follow, but only an afterimage remained in place, slowly dissipating.

Not long after, Xu Ying stopped, his feet on a piece of land.

He looked up at the palace marked with white light in front of him, which was as enchanting as moonlight in his pupils.

This palace had flying eaves and upturned corners, and its doors were carved with various strange and realistic sculptures.

Just by observing this palace, one could perceive an astonishing Evil Qi contained within it.

"Bang—!"

When Xu Ying arrived outside the palace, he already saw Cultivators trying to break open the palace door to enter.

But without exception, a mysterious force erupted, and all the Cultivators were repelled.

They all collapsed onto the ground!

"What kind of place is this palace!!"

"I can feel a great pull from inside!"

"So helpless, it feels like looking at a mountain of gold and silver but being unable to move it!"

A group of Cultivators spat out blood foam, wiped their mouths, and their eyes flashed with unwillingness.

Someone looked up at a plaque above the palace door, and only then did they carefully read the words on the plaque.

"Weapon Hall!"

However, the plaque was old, bearing traces left by various divine Sharp Weapons.

As everyone watched, they only felt a towering Evil Qi gushing out from within.

In a moment, a purple figure flew through the air and slowly landed at the main entrance of the Weapon Hall.

He was Xu Ying.

But the group of people was stunned; they were somewhat confused and whispered:

"This person wouldn't be the Big Dipper Holy Son who awakened the Heavenly Tyrant Body, would he!"

"There must be an Opportunity inside the Weapon Hall, but unfortunately, we are unable to open the door."

"No hurry, let's see how this Heavenly Tyrant Body opens the door!"

After exchanging thoughts, the group fell silent, beginning to watch Xu Ying's performance.

He merely smiled helplessly; this was good, it was much quieter.

Gently pushing the door of this Weapon Hall, Xu Ying felt a rebound force from the door.

Suddenly, he smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Interesting!

Unbeknownst to him, the surrounding Cultivators who were spitting blood stared wide-eyed at this.

"How is that possible!"

"The rebound force from that door is too strong!"

"All our power was bounced back by it!"

"Hoo—" Xu Ying took a deep breath, and suddenly, the Tyrant Body Origin throughout his body vibrated.

Including the Chaos Body and Profound Yellow Body, the three great Origins merged into one, and in that instant, all were released.

"Bang—!"

This time, the muffled sound shook the heavens and earth.

Everyone heard this heavy thud in their ears and suddenly stood up in shock.

Their excited words were simply ineffable.

"The Weapon Hall was actually opened with one punch!"

After someone said this, their tone was clearly still too excited to calm down.

Most of the palaces in the tomb, those with Legacy or important places, had strict requirements.

Otherwise, even a Saint King would not be able to open them.

Tap—

Xu Ying stepped into the Weapon Hall, and the door behind him suddenly closed again.

Only then did he turn around and examine everything in front of him.