The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 323 - 322: Wild Tomb Master

Chapter 323: Chapter 322: Wild Tomb Master

Under Tian Lu’s guidance, Ye Xuan soon arrived at a cold pond.

Within the cold pond, strands of black mist were rising, sending shivers down one’s spine.

"No wonder this aura is so exaggeratedly hidden; it turns out to be suppressed by the water of the Heavenly Pool Cold Pond."

After seeing the cold pond, Ye Xuan couldn’t help but smile.

No wonder he entered the Heavenly Pond Graveyard and still could not sense the Divine Sun Sword’s whereabouts. It turned out to be because of the water of this Heavenly Pool Cold Pond.

This water from the Heavenly Pool Cold Pond was extraordinarily heavy and contained intense cold force, making it the best at suppressing objects of extreme rigidity and yang.

The Divine Sun Sword was suppressed under that cold pond.

"Did Zhao Shenyang come to the Heavenly Pond Graveyard during his lifetime?" Ye Xuan stroked his chin, pondering.

The Divine Sun Sword could not have been suppressed without reason.

Ye Xuan did not know when exactly Zhao Shenyang had died.

After leaving the Emperor Immortal Sect, he had begun a new round of scheming, and since the Emperor Immortal Sect had already stabilized, he didn’t pay much attention to it.

He was accustomed to the changes of eras long ago.

Zhao Shenyang stepped down and went to travel the world, perhaps entering this Heavenly Pond Graveyard.

"Which means, he must have had a conflict with some Tomb Master..."

Ye Xuan looked at the Heavenly Pool Cold Pond and started searching around.

After a while, Ye Xuan found a small grave behind a big tree a kilometer away from the Heavenly Pool Cold Pond.

The grave was not big, but there was an astonishingly sinister aura spreading from it.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was slowly reaching out from within, trying to drag Ye Xuan into it.

Ye Xuan looked at the small grave and slightly raised an eyebrow, "No monument..."

"This must be the work of a rogue Tomb Master."

In the Heavenly Pond Graveyard, there was a taboo: it was best not to deal with rogue Tomb Masters, or the consequences would be very tragic.

Most of the great graves had monuments; their origins were not ordinary, they all had their own temperaments, and even if one dealt with them, at worst it would end in a fight and retreat.

However, rogue Tomb Masters were unusual. Their origins unknown, their actions not conforming to norms, it was easy for things to go wrong.

Ye Xuan had dealt with a rogue Tomb Master before and had been severely tricked.

Fortunately, afterward, Ye Xuan learned from the setback and tricked the other back.

"Alas."

Ye Xuan looked at the rogue grave and sighed softly, "Regardless, you were considered half a disciple of mine back in the day; it would be improper not to retrieve your bones."

Ye Xuan muttered to himself, placing both the Thousand Mysterious Mirror and the Soul Box in front of him, and sat down in front of the rogue grave, exclaiming, "Chou Duan!"

Boom!

There was suddenly a muffled rumble of thunder above the sky dome.

Crack!

A black bolt of lightning as thick as a thumb fell from the sky, striking the rogue grave.

In an instant, the rogue grave was split open.

Dust flew everywhere.

Ye Xuan sat still as a rock, unmoved, watching the split-open rogue grave with an indifferent expression.

Crack, crack, crack————

The next moment, the lid of the coffin was moved aside.

A chill air rushed forth.

Even Ye Xuan turned pale, as if a substantial amount of life was being sucked away from him.

Yet Ye Xuan still sat there, without moving an inch.

A moment later.

The black fog churned wildly, and a figure suddenly sat in front of Ye Xuan.

Enshrouded in black fog, nothing was clear to see.

But within, a pair of red lights shone, like the eyes of that unknown being, now examining the Thousand Mysterious Mirror and the Soul Box in front of Ye Xuan.

The next moment, the unknown being suddenly trembled, and the black fog shook, betraying the unrest within its heart.

"Undying..."

"Emperor Ye!"

An extremely hoarse voice resonated deeply, filled with solemnity.

Ye Xuan looked at the being within the black fog and said coldly, "I come to settle a grudge, hand over the sword beneath the cold pond and the bones you suppressed."

In the Heavenly Pond Graveyard, there were many rules.

Among them was the concept of settling grudges.

Zhao Shenyang had died at the hands of this being. Ye Xuan had come to settle the grudge and thus needed to provide corresponding treasures.

If the Tomb Master accepted, it would crawl out of the grave to accept the settlement.

Usually, such matters were conducted with the monumental Great Tomb Masters.

It was rare for anyone to do this with a rogue grave.

But the Thousand Mysterious Mirror and the Soul Box that Ye Xuan produced had attracted this rogue Tomb Master, and so it had accepted.

At a glance, he recognized the Thousand Mysterious Mirror and the Soul Box in Ye Xuan’s hands.

As the Tomb Master of a rogue grave within the Heavenly Pond Graveyard, he was aware of the legend of the Undying Night Emperor.

That guy wasn’t a Tomb Master of the Heavenly Pond Graveyard, but he had relations with many of the graveyard’s Tomb Masters, and even quite a few of them obeyed his commands.

And the treasures of the Undying Night Emperor were hardly a secret within the Heavenly Pond Graveyard.

Like this Thousand Mysterious Mirror and the Soul Box.

It was precisely because of this that the Tomb Master chose to submit to the show of force without hesitation.

"Give it to me, Chou Duan," the rogue Tomb Master said in a low and hoarse voice.

A sneer appeared on Ye Xuan’s lips, "Are you joking? Bring out the sword, and the suppressed bones as well."

The rogue Tomb Master intended for Ye Xuan to hand over the treasures first.

But what kind of person was Ye Xuan? He wouldn’t fall for such a trick.

The rogue Tomb Master was the least reasonable of all, and if Ye Xuan complied first, he would surely be duped.

Ye Xuan had been duped several times in the past.

Then, those rogue Tomb Masters later found themselves so thoroughly tricked by Ye Xuan that they had nothing left, ultimately forced to bow their heads to him.

In the wild graves of the Heavenly Pond Graveyard, there was a saying that it was better to provoke the Great Tomb Masters rather than the Undying Night Emperor.

In the eyes of that rogue Tomb Master, Ye Xuan’s existence was far more terrifying than those Great Tomb Masters with erected tombstones.

"Are you seeking death?" the rogue Tomb Master, unaware that the person before him was the Undying Night Emperor himself, threatened Ye Xuan.

"You are seeking death," Ye Xuan said indifferently.

As he spoke, Ye Xuan’s Emperor Soul instantly enveloped everything around him.

In that instant, behind Ye Xuan, it was as if a colossal shadow without any visible boundary appeared, clad in an Emperor’s Robe, suppressing the ages.

Boom!

All at once, the rogue Tomb Master crashed violently into the grave, with only a wisp of black mist swirling about, he exclaimed in terror, "You, you, you are the Undying Night Emperor?!"

That aura completely threw him into panic.

Ye Xuan withdrew his Emperor Soul and spoke lightly, "Is there anything else I need to say?"

The rogue Tomb Master hurriedly crawled out of the grave, prostrated on the ground, and hastily said, "Undying Night Emperor, please forgive me, I’ll cut ties with you immediately."

As he spoke, he swung his arm violently.

Whoosh!

The next moment.

Deep within the Heavenly Pool Cold Pond a kilometer away, a sword suddenly surged towards the sky, radiant with the brilliant light of Divine Sun, shaking the heavens and the earth!

The power of that sword intimidated thousands of miles of the Heavenly Pond Graveyard.

The four hundred or so surviving elites all saw the sword at that moment.

"Holy shit?! A Divine Sword has appeared!"

Seeing that scene, the hearts of countless elites originally filled with despair were now stirred.

They saw vitality!

Without any hesitation, they all rushed towards the location of the Divine Sun Sword in the first place.

The Divine Sun Sword hung suspended in the sky, exuding boundless divine might, dazzling beyond compare.

That scene shook heaven and earth.

That sword was none other than Zhao Shenyang’s own sword from years past.

"What about the bones?" Ye Xuan didn’t look at the Divine Sun Sword but at the rogue Tomb Master prostrated on the ground, speaking lightly.

The rogue Tomb Master trembled incessantly, saying in a low voice, "Emperor Ye, the bones have been suppressed to nothing but a skull..."

Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, a terrifying killing intent bursting forth, "Bring it."

The rogue Tomb Master dared not show the slightest disrespect and hurriedly brought out the only remaining skull.

Hum————

The skull was white as jade, with a hint of fiery red brilliance shimmering on it, reflecting the power of the Divine Sun Sword.

That was the only remaining shell of Zhao Shenyang.

"Emperor Ye, this is all there is..." the rogue Tomb Master prostrated on the ground, shivering.

If a great power of the world were to see this scene, they would surely be shocked beyond measure.

Rogue Tomb Masters were always regarded as the taboo within the taboos of the Heavenly Pond Graveyard, even daunting for those of great power.

But now, one of the rogue Tomb Masters was groveling on the ground, fearing Emperor Ye’s anger.

The scenario was somewhat comical.

Yet, it revealed the terrifying extent of Ye Xuan’s influence within the Heavenly Pond Graveyard!

Even the rogue Tomb Master had to bow his head!

Ye Xuan cradled Zhao Shenyang’s skull in mid-air, sighing inwardly.

Although he had anticipated this, seeing it was still somewhat hard to accept.

"Emperor Ye, I won’t disturb you any further. I’m going back to lie down," the rogue Tomb Master said cautiously.