Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 337 - 328 Liyuan Tomb

Chapter 337: Chapter 328 Liyuan Tomb

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Outside Tomb Mountain, a crowd surged, each one gasping for breath as if they had escaped from death.

"It was terrifying, hundreds of thousands of soul slaves, all with the cultivation of Saint Venerable Realm!"

"Which Great Emperor is buried in this Emperor Tomb? It’s horrifying!"

Many people had already fled from Tomb Mountain, and the memory of that massacre still haunted their faces.

"When we entered Tomb Mountain, there were at least a million people, but now only seven or eight hundred thousand have come out, with more than two hundred thousand dead within!"

It was a massacre, a true massacre. Two hundred thousand people had died within the Emperor Tomb, like a heavy bomb, causing everyone’s hearts to be uneasy.

"Even those in the Saint Venerable Realm fell, and below the Nirvana Realm, the number of dead and wounded is countless, too terrifying!"

By now, people no longer believed that entering Tomb Mountain was about searching for opportunities, it was no different from delivering themselves to death.

Looking around, at this moment, inside Tomb Mountain, soul slaves drifted, each carrying a terrifying aura, yet they did not come out; otherwise, with so many soul slaves emerging, no one in this world could stop them.

"Now that the soul slaves have been awakened, this Emperor Tomb has become a restricted zone, and those who enter are bound to die!"

This time, when the Emperor Tomb appeared, it was thought to be a chance for creation, but now, it had turned into what it was now, and no one could remain calm.

Inside Tomb Mountain, bones were everywhere, blood flowed like rivers, and those two hundred thousand people, not one survived; the silent omnipresence was chilling to the soul.

"Let’s go!"

After taking a deep breath, leaders from various hidden sects and ancient martial families hurriedly took their Saint Heirs and geniuses away from this place, not daring to stay a moment longer.

Originally, the area outside the Emperor Tomb was bustling with people, but gradually, it once again became desolate, with no one from the four lands of Tiannan daring to approach. Even years later, recalling today still sent shivers down many people’s spines.

...

Days later, the events that had occurred inside the Emperor Tomb spread like a storm throughout Tiannan, shaking the world.

"There were at least a million people who entered the Emperor Tomb that day; it was unexpected that only seven or eight hundred thousand came out!"

"Nearly two hundred thousand were massacred, and even the great powers of this era, the Saint Venerables, were not spared and fell within, the Emperor Tomb is too terrifying!"

"Which Great Emperor is buried inside that Emperor Tomb, having so many Saint Venerable soul slaves to protect the Emperor’s bones?"

"In all ages of Tiannan, there have been countless Great Emperors. It’s really tough to guess which Great Emperor’s tomb it is, but now, that tomb has become a restricted zone by itself, with soul slaves drifting within, and those who step in are instantly annihilated!"

"Fortunately, those soul slaves only drift inside Tomb Mountain and show no signs of coming out; otherwise, they could sweep across the whole of Tiannan, and no one in this era could withstand them!"

"The matter of the tomb has come to an end, but it must be mentioned that the Fang Family’s Saint Heir was beheaded by the Divine King Body within the Emperor Tomb, becoming the first Saint Heir to fall in this era. It is heard that the Fang Family is recruiting heavily, hiring a large number of experts, intending to sneak into Beiming to assassinate the Divine King Body!"

"The Divine King Body stays within the Lin Family, protected by three great Saint Venerables, so no accidents should happen. However, because of this, he can now only stay within the Lin Family."

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Meanwhile, Mo Wangchen sat cross-legged in a garden within the Lin Family, his aura swirling chaotically. At this moment, he had already reached the second transformation of the Nirvana Realm.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the space before him slightly fluctuated, and Lin Mengyao’s figure slowly emerged.

"Yaoyao is awake, she wants to see you," Lin Mengyao said.

Hearing this, Mo Wangchen hurriedly stood up and leaped forward, and soon, he arrived in a certain room.

At this moment, Yaoyao was lying on the large bed in the room. Not long after the Emperor Tomb had opened last time, she had fallen into a coma, and this was the third time.

The first time was during the first year Mo Wangchen entered the Bitter Sea Restricted Area; she had been unconscious for three days. The second time was the second year, and she fell unconscious for a month.

Now, Yaoyao had been unconscious for about ten days and was once again awake, her complexion extremely pale, lying weakly in bed.

"Yaoyao, how do you feel?" Looking at Yaoyao on the bed, who seemed to be barely hanging on to life, Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but feel deeply concerned. Was her lifespan really coming to an end?

"Brother Mo..."

Yaoyao slightly turned her head, her gaze coming over; her voice was very weak, each word seemingly draining all her strength.

"Liyuan Tomb..."

After what seemed like a long time, Yaoyao seemed to regain some strength and spoke thus.

"Liyuan Tomb?" Hearing this, Mo Wangchen frowned; it was one of Beiming’s Restricted Zones.

When the Saint Venerable Tomb had appeared in the world, some had said that they had seen Yaoyao in the Liyuan Tomb three hundred years ago. Why was she mentioning this now?

"Take me to the Liyuan Tomb," Yaoyao’s voice was extremely weak, as if she might fall unconscious again at any moment.

Mo Wangchen was silent. The Liyuan Tomb was one of the Beiming Restricted Zones. He did not understand why Yaoyao wanted to go there, or why she had appeared there three hundred years ago.

Although he had many questions in his heart, Mo Wangchen did not ask anything. He looked towards Lin Tianwang and others in the room.

"Do you really want to take her to the Liyuan Tomb?" Seeing Mo Wangchen look his way, Piaomiao Saint Venerable frowned.

"Three hundred years ago, Yaoyao had appeared there. Perhaps, something there might help her," Mo Wangchen stated.

...

Several days later, under the escort of Piaomiao Saint Venerable and Lin Mengyao, Mo Wangchen, carrying Yaoyao, arrived at the outskirts of the Liyuan Tomb’s mountain range.

Looking around, inside the Liyuan Tomb, everything was dimly lit, with towering trees withered and sunlight unable to penetrate, casting a deathly still sensation over the entire mountain range.

Yaoyao’s complexion seemed much better than it had been a few days earlier; not as pale. She looked towards the direction of the Liyuan Tomb, her gaze somewhat vacant, only reacting after quite a while.

"Let’s stop here, put me down, I can go in myself..."

After she spoke, she got down from Mo Wangchen’s back and was able to stand on her own.

"You’re going in alone?" Mo Wangchen frowned; that would be too dangerous.

Yaoyao smiled, "The Liyuan Tomb is different from other places; the Curse Power here is many times that of the Reincarnation Mountain Range, even a Divine King Body like Brother Mo’s can hardly withstand it."

Mo Wangchen was skeptical; he stepped forward, but just as he entered the range of the Liyuan Tomb, a terrifying force surged like a tidal wave, visibly draining his body at a visible rate, and in the blink of an eye, he became a dried-up husk.

Bang!

At the same time, Yaoyao stepped in and pushed Mo Wangchen out. She stood inside, completely unaffected by the Curse Power.