0p0 Chapter 146 Bringing a Sage
Chapter 146 Bringing a Sage
Mu Changkong frowned: "If you're thirsty, just come and eat. What's with all the fuss?"
Lin Ying'er was taken aback: "You dare yell at me? I won't eat that woman's food!"
Mu Changkong was displeased: "We're already here, so stop being temperamental. The important thing is to get this opportunity as soon as possible."
Lin Ying'er crossed her arms: "Without me, you can't move an inch!"
Mu Changkong ignored her. They had already entered the depths of the mausoleum, and were probably not far from the emperor's coffin.
They made a quick identification and headed east.
Lin Ying'er immediately revealed a gloating expression.
Xiang Shuying, quick-witted, immediately headed west.
Lin Ying'er's expression immediately became serious, and she looked anxious.
Xiang Shuying smiled, looking as if she had just discovered something: "Fellow Daoist Mu, I think this path contains some mysterious numbers, so it should be the right path."
"Miss Lin, is that right?"
Lin Ying'er hesitated, then said, "I... you guess!"
Mu Changkong snorted: "Then let's go this way. Fellow Daoist Fan, your Divine Mechanism Sect is good at exploration, so use your puppets to scout ahead."
Fan Xiude responded and immediately dispatched the puppet.
After a while without any loss, he exclaimed with delight, "It seems we are on the right path. There is another grand hall ahead, which must be where the Emperor's coffin is!"
"Here we are!"
Mu Changkong was delighted: "Fellow Daoist Xiang, you are truly wise and blessed. Your words came true right away."
"In that case, let's go!"
As they spoke, the group moved forward without inviting Lin Ying'er.
Lin Ying'er lagged behind, extremely anxious: "Hey, why aren't you all taking care of me!"
"You wretched woman, you'll regret this!"
Xiang Shuying smiled, the arrogant woman having no idea what was most important in the tomb.
It's naturally a person!
Both the God of War and this group of cultivators represent the strongest forces within the tomb.
Whoever controls them will have the opportunity to distribute opportunities.
The military genius is a straight-laced man, so there's no way to influence him.
With her exceptional tea skills, Xiang Shuying easily influenced this group of men.
The deeper they went into the imperial tomb, the less useful Lin Ying'er became.
She was still foolishly arrogant, knowing that without these people, she would have no way to control the situation.
Su Yun and the others followed leisurely behind, secretly surprised.
That Xiang Shuying was truly skilled; she dismantled Lin Ying'er's team in an instant.
This soft knife is much more effective than a real stick.
However... it's meaningless.
The emperor is about to emerge; what use is this little bit of tea ceremony now?
Su Yun pointed to the depths: "Uncle, after this section of road is the Emperor's Coffin, and the battle is about to begin."
The war god's expression remained unchanged: "Hmm."
Two straight men, one big and one small, walked into the final hall with their hands behind their backs.
Wow!
In the center of the spacious and magnificent hall, there was an exquisitely crafted coffin.
It exudes a misty aura, not strong, but rather extremely peaceful.
On the coffin, a stone and a bead have been rotating for countless eons.
If no one disturbs them, this will continue to repeat itself.
Everyone was incredibly excited: "It's the legacy of the Great Emperor! Whoever obtains it can become the Great Emperor in this era!"
"Is that stone slab the calamity-avoiding stone that Fellow Daoist Lin mentioned?"
"What use is that bead?"
"Who cares, just take it first!"
Mu Changkong took a deep breath: "I'll take the things down first, and we'll discuss it again when we're in a safe place!"
The cultivators still had some lingering concerns, but they made plans before setting off as a team.
He nodded, gesturing for Mu Changkong to step forward.
Mu Changkong took a deep breath and raised his hand.
The God of War raised his hand even faster, and a burst of spiritual energy shot towards the Calamity Avoidance Stone.
"How dare you!" Mu Changkong roared. "What do you think you're doing?!"
The God of War glanced at him: "This tomb is within the territory of the Great Qian Dynasty, so naturally we should retrieve the extraordinary treasures!"
Whoosh whoosh!
Several people launched an attack: three lightning swords, ten daggers, and hundreds of puppets, all striking fiercely at the God of War.
"Hmph!" The God of War waved his hand, and the space behind him suddenly cracked open.
Mu Changkong's eyes narrowed: "Please, Master, make a move!"
boom!
The prayer beads in his hand exploded, and the space collapsed instantly.
Wow!
The next instant, an old hand reached out from the shattered space.
In the next instant, the entire space was filled with black toxins.
The identification array on a puppet was shattered by the God of War, and it was immediately engulfed by black poison.
In just half a breath, steel and earthen structures were transformed into blood, flesh, and pus, a bizarre and terrifying sight.
"Good child, leave the rest to your teacher."
“People of the Great Qian Dynasty, this is not your capital. Don’t be so smug.”
The old man stepped out of the space, his eyes calm, showing no regard for the General God.
Xiang Shuying exclaimed in surprise: "Zhou Baijing! He's actually a half-saint!"
The newcomer was none other than Zhou Baijing, a grandmaster of Hongxingya.
He was skilled in both medicine and poison, earning him a formidable reputation.
However, he had a bad reputation, as he used poison to control many forces and turn them into his henchmen.
Now that he has appeared as a half-saint, he is now on par with the God of War.
Click, click, click!
One of Fan Xiude's puppets from the Divine Mechanism Sect suddenly started making random noises, and the next second it changed shape on its own.
From a sharply defined puppet to a humanoid figure with delicate features!
"Oh? You summoned your master here because you've found the Great Emperor's legacy?"
The puppet spoke in human language and reached out to pull off the tethering threads.
It looked at the God of War and chuckled: "I knew the Great Qian people would be in the way, but I didn't expect them to be this much of a hindrance."
Xiang Shuying took a deep breath: "Mo Xingyuan! The leader of the Shenji Sect has arrived too!"
Mo Xingyuan, the head of the Shenji Sect, is merely a "mere" half-saint.
However, cultivators who specialize in creating artifacts, such as puppeteers, talisman masters, and array masters, have the advantage of being prepared in advance.
Mo Xingyuan used the creation of a million puppets to outnumber the enemy and kill at least three semi-saint level experts.
They even used their bodies to create demigod puppets!
His combat strength alone far surpasses that of an ordinary half-saint.
When faced with danger, it can escape as a puppet, making it extremely difficult to deal with.
Squeak—Boom!
Yan Yangzi, who had just acquired an eighth-level cultivation technique, was suddenly engulfed in flames, let out a miserable scream, and burned to ashes.
The next second, a naked man crawled out of the ashes.
As he climbed, his body burst into flames, transforming into a divine armor of fire.
Xiang Shuying didn't recognize him and was speechless for a moment.
"Yan Yinzi," the man chuckled, offering a gentle reminder.
Xiang Shuying's pupils contracted: "You... I thought the name Yan Yangzi sounded familiar, so... so it's the Nirvana body of the Half-Saint Yan!"
If the Xuanqin Clan were here, they would surely give a disdainful smile.
Such a trivial skill, yet you dare to call it Nirvana?
But Yan Yinzi's stealthy reincarnation technique has truly carved out a niche for him.
He implanted himself in his disciples and followers, and could descend directly when needed, unleashing the power of a semi-saint.
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, cultivators from all sects and factions used various magical treasures to summon reinforcements!
Master Jin, a demigod, is skilled in using the Thunder Spirit Needle and once single-handedly destroyed a nation.
Sword Sky Daoist, a half-saint, the Sword Inquiry Sect with a lone sword, is immortal.
Ji Xinglan, a half-saint and descendant of an ancient imperial family, possesses a terrifying technique for reversing fate...
The appearance of Supreme Beings and Half-Saints caused the combat power in the hall to surge dramatically.
These powerful figures exchanged glances, and finally looked at the God of War: "God of War, you military strategists are best at using numbers to overwhelm the few."
"Now that we have ten half-saints on this trip, we can finally bully you for once."
"Retreat. The Great Qian Dynasty is not qualified to interfere here."
Whether they were semi-saints or junior cultivators, everyone relaxed.
They made preparations early because they were afraid of unexpected events.
With so many semi-saints now in command, I don't believe this war god won't retreat!
Xiang Shuying finally felt relieved and smiled smugly: "God of War, let's go."
She had been suppressed all along and was already unhappy.
Fortunately, I made friends with this group earlier, so at least they are allies. Even if they share some of the opportunities, it would be good.
Seeing the God of War and Su Yun suffer misfortune, Xiang Shuying finally felt relieved.
The military genius nodded: "Using numbers to bully the few?"
Mu Changkong's master, Zhou Baijing, sneered: "What, I know you can hide people in your space?"
"Even if you hide a half-saint, the space in this imperial tomb is limited, and it's still uncertain who will win in a fight."
“Indeed, a half-saint is no match for the Emperor’s Tomb.” The God of War nodded and formally tore open the space behind him.
"That's why I brought the saint with me."