10: Enter the Saint's Tomb!

At sunset, Tang Tian and Ye Wuming arrived in a mountain range.

At this time, the area around the mountain range was clearly overflowing with people.

A shattered Secret Realm appeared before everyone.

Inside the Secret Realm, various buildings could vaguely be seen, arrayed in a dense pattern.

However, a powerful Formation enveloped the entire small Secret Realm.

Therefore, no one could enter this small Secret Realm.

Or rather, the Tomb of the Saint?

This small Secret Realm was precisely the burial place of that Saint!

What left Tang Tian a little speechless was this:

As soon as the two of them arrived, many people around them kept their distance.

And their gazes towards him were full of suspicion.

"I say, Ye Wuming, it seems your Dao Sect has a rather poor reputation!"

After sizing up Ye Wuming, Tang Tian couldn't help but tease him.

"Our Dao Sect's reputation isn't bad; otherwise, how could it have stood strong for so long?"

"All along, our Dao Sect has had a rule: we only steal from enemies and those who are truly evil."

"In any case, we absolutely will not steal from ordinary Cultivators or good people."

Ye Wuming rolled his eyes at Tang Tian and retorted.

"Good people?"

"Are you sure there are good people in the Cultivation world?"

Tang Tian was amused by Ye Wuming's words.

"..."

Hearing Tang Tian's words, Ye Wuming was momentarily speechless.

While the two were chatting, many Prodigies and Loose Cultivators around them looked at the pair and discussed animatedly.

"Who is that guy? How dare he be with the Young Dao Saint? Is he not afraid of having his Storage Ring stolen?"

"Hiss! His strength? Peak Marrow Cleansing Realm Nine Heavens? This is already considered a top Prodigy in our Southern Frontier, isn't it?"

"Yes! Could he be the successor of some reclusive power?"

"How strange! He's dressed very ordinarily, and he doesn't even have a weapon on him? I really don't know what his background is!"

"How can such a young Prodigy be simple?"

"That's true, but he insists on associating with Ye Wuming. Isn't that just asking for trouble?"

"..."

...Regarding the discussions around them, Ye Wuming maintained an indifferent attitude.

Perhaps he had long grown accustomed to it?

Tang Tian, on the other hand, remained calm and composed from beginning to end.

He simply didn't take the words of those Cultivators around him to heart.

Was it important who Ye Wuming was?

He had absolute confidence in his own strength.

It was that simple!

In the crowd, Black and White Shuangsha curiously looked at the Tomb of the Saint before them.

Possessing quasi-Saint strength, their eyes now showed surprise.

What was about to emerge before them was not just a simple Tomb of the Saint!

"Quite interesting!"

"To think that the Southern Frontier would have such a powerful individual?"

Turning his head to Black Sha, White Sha transmitted his voice.

"Indeed!"

Nodding in agreement, Black Sha said.

The next moment, with perfect understanding, they both looked at Tang Tian not far away.

Their eyes all showed a glimmer of anticipation.

They wondered what benefits the Young Clan Leader could gain from it?

The same thought arose in both their minds.

As time passed, the number of Cultivators gathered around also increased.

What was rather interesting was that all the Cultivators tacitly refrained from acting or engaging in any conflicts.

Everyone's attention was clearly focused on the Tomb of the Saint that was about to emerge.

Unbeknownst to them, a night quietly passed.

At dawn, suddenly, a dazzling red light erupted from the Tomb of the Saint.

Instantly, the entire shattered Secret Realm began to shake wildly.

A terrifying pressure then swept in all directions.

Before long, a red vortex appeared in the shattered Secret Realm.

Next to the vortex, a golden stele appeared out of thin air.

On the golden stele, a line of large characters was inscribed: "Cultivators under twenty years old may enter my Immortal Cave; those who force their way will die!"

Seeing the anomalous phenomenon before them and looking at the golden stele, a clamor erupted all around.

The rumors were actually true?

This Tomb of the Saint actually had an age limit?

"This old man doesn't believe it; this is absolutely fake! As long as one's strength is sufficient, what is there to fear?"

Suddenly, an old man in golden armor laughed wildly.

Without any hesitation, he directly rushed towards the red vortex.

In an instant, a hair-raising scene occurred.

As soon as the old man entered the vortex, he instantly turned into a shower of blood.

Seeing this scene, some people around who had originally been eager to act immediately settled down.

However, the various Prodigies secretly breathed a sigh of relief, their faces filled with excitement.

If the older generation of Cultivators couldn't enter the Tomb of the Saint, wouldn't they be able to sweep everything before them?

Some top Prodigies thought to themselves.

Among them was Tang Tian.

It was the same old saying!

Tang Tian was full of confidence in his own strength.

"Brother Tang, let's go in!"

Ye Wuming tugged at Tang Tian's sleeve, eager to try.

"I had the same idea!"

Tang Tian nodded and readily agreed.

Subsequently, under the gaze of countless people, the two were the first to enter the Tomb of the Saint.

Soon, the Prodigies around also reacted.

The result was... everyone, one after another, entered the Secret Realm.

In less than half an hour, the remaining Cultivators around were all those over the age of twenty.

Some Prodigies who were just over twenty-one years old had conflicted expressions on their faces.

Should they try it?

However, thinking of the fate of the old man earlier, they still gave up.

They didn't want to die!

Tang Tian didn't know what was happening outside.

At this moment, he had already entered the interior of the Tomb of the Saint.

What surprised him a little was this:

As soon as he entered the Tomb of the Saint, he and Ye Wuming were actually teleported to different places.

Tang Tian was quite surprised by this.

Currently, he was in a jungle within the Tomb of the Saint.

Scanning his surroundings, Tang Tian had a look of disappointment.

Because he didn't find any treasures here.

"This is truly absurd!"

"Where are those palace complexes that I saw from outside?"

Shaking his head gently, Tang Tian sighed.

By now, how could he not understand?

The sights seen from outside were merely illusions.

The interior of the Tomb of the Saint was clearly a relatively well-preserved Secret Realm.

Heaven knew how large this Secret Realm would be?

After identifying a direction, Tang Tian quickly moved forward.

The most urgent task was to quickly find the good things left behind by this Saint.

He didn't want to waste time!

Logically speaking, given his identity, he shouldn't be in such a situation.

However, who made his grandfather not give him much when he came out for training?

So, now he could only rely on himself for everything.

Tang Tian was indeed very lazy and had always been content to do nothing.

However, this did not mean that he didn't want to improve his own strength.

That was merely a requirement of his Cultivation Technique!