"This is the beautiful Great Jade Dragon Mountain! Ladies and gentlemen, a classic, unprecedented, and unprecedented duel is about to take place on the summit!”
Cang Yun and the others turned to look at King Wu De. King Wu De's face turned red,""I'll give you guys a voice recording. I'm afraid you won't understand.”
The scene reflected by the Northern Crystal began to change, from the distant view to the peak of the Great Jade Dragon Mountain. When he zoomed in, he saw an empty space on the mountain peak filled with people. These people were divided into two groups. One group was led by an old man in a yellow robe. His expression was abnormally dignified, and the temperament of someone who had been in a high position for a long time was clearly displayed. Behind the old man was a row of warriors in white armor. Each of them was imposing and had firm eyes. On both sides of the old man were people dressed in different clothes. Their expressions were different. Some were arrogant, some were cold, some were laughing, and some had dark faces. Cang Yun guessed that these should be the Northern Barbarian masters recorded on the Green Ridge Jade Stone Tablet. There was only one person in the faction opposite the old man, and it was King Wude Zhu Yuan.
The summit of Great Jade Dragon Mountain was unusually cold, but Zhu Yuan was only wearing an ordinary robe. The robe was light green with a dark gold flower base. It was simple and elegant, fluttering in the cold wind like an immortal descending to the world. Cang Yun rubbed his eyes and looked back at King Wu De. The bright smile on King Wu De's face made Cang Yun sigh again. Could it be that a person's personality would change after death?
Cang Yun secretly poked Murong Su and whispered,""Second Senior Sister, this King Wu De has won 37 battles in a row. I don't know how long it will take for us to finish watching. I'm afraid that Eldest Senior Brother will be in danger.”
Murong Su also frowned and did not say anything. She did not know how to explain this to Zhu Yuan. Although Cang Yun's voice was soft, Zhu Yuan still heard him. Zhu Yuan's smile became even more brilliant, but he didn't say anything. He just continued to dub himself in the video.
"At that time, I said,'You are the masters of the Northern Barbarians?'The old man said,'I am the North King of the Siluo Nation, and I have the experts of my own nation by my side. I didn't expect that you, Zhu Yuan, would dare to go up the Great Jade Dragon Mountain alone.'I said,'According to the agreement, if I defeat all the Northern Barbarian experts, will you stop fighting?'”
When King Wude said this, the old man in the image who called himself the North King's face darkened. It was obvious that Zhu Yuan was deeply displeased by calling the Siluo Nation the North Barbarian.
"That old man said,'That's right, if you have the ability, then defeat our experts.”
King Wude sneered in the picture. Of course, this voice came from King Wude's soul, which was suspended above the coffin. With this sneer, Cang Yun and the others instantly felt the pressure Zhu Yuan gave off in the image increase. It was as if he wanted to break the world in the image and appear in the current space.
In the picture, King Wude, Zhu Yuan, bowed slightly and disappeared, leaving behind only a few snowflakes. The faces of the experts on the Northern Barbarian side changed drastically. They emitted lights of various colors. Some wanted to rise, some wanted to pull out their weapons, and some wanted to take out their magic weapons. In a flash, the three experts standing in the front row were sent flying into the air. After that, King Wu De was unstoppable. In Cang Yun and the others 'eyes, it was like a light green shadow passing through the crowd of Northern Barbarian experts in the picture. All 37 Northern Barbarian experts were thrown into the sky. By the time the Old North King reacted, King Wude had already made his move. Zhu Yuan had already returned to his original position, and the snowflakes had yet to fall.
On the screen, the Northern King watched as the 37 experts from his country landed on the ground one after another, making thud thud sounds. His face was ashen.
King Wude had won 37 rounds in less than a breath.
Cang Yun's worry was replaced by shock.
The scene ended with the Northern King leading his men down the mountain. Zhu Yuan's soul floated above the coffin, staring at Cang Yun and the others. He thought to himself, This time, you know my strength.
Ping Qing was the first to turn around, his eyes wide open."Why did the Northern Continent send out a bunch of trash and let you clean them up so quickly?”
Zhu Yuan almost choked on his words. Trash? Zhu Yuanxin was bleeding, thinking that even if the few of you joined forces, you might not be able to block a finger from any of them. He, Ping Qing, and the others had all gone through the excellent education of the four Taoist priests of Qing Tian.
"You, none of you think this king is amazing?”King Wude asked with a sad face.
Applause.
"Impressive!"
Zhu Yuan put away the Northern Crystal in a resentful voice."Why did you come to my grave?”
There was a moment of silence. Ping Qing, Ping Jian, and Cang Yun were all cursing in their hearts. They had just come in and they were already explaining. They really didn't know if this King Wu De's brain was fried. Helpless, Murong Su could only explain again.
At first, King Wude was enlightened, but when he heard about the Taoist priest, he frowned.
Seeing King Wude like this, everyone's hearts were in their throats, deeply concerned about Su Murong's safety.
"Wangye, who is that Daoist?”The Vermilion Bird asked.
Zhu Yuan looked at the Vermilion Bird's adorable face and became infatuated. When he saw Ping Qing, Ping Jian, and Cang Yun's expressions, he regained his sanctimonious look,"Speaking of that Daoist priest, this king also fell into his trap.”
Zhu Yuan sighed." That Taoist priest is called San Lu. I met him when I was traveling. When this king was about to die, San Lu came to this king's residence and told this king that this king was willing to be buried with this king after his death and that he would be reborn in the tomb. This king originally couldn't bear it. San Lu was confident in his own magic power and could leave the royal tomb freely. He even demonstrated his magic power in the royal residence. This king felt his intentions and skills and gladly accepted it. Sanlu Taoist personally chose the site of the king's tomb for the king, and taught the king to set up terracotta soldiers in the tomb to guard the king's qi. I didn't expect that Sanlu actually had ulterior motives. He wanted to refine my corpse and at the same time, extract the mysterious Yin Qi here. He wanted to combine it with the purple qi of my royal tomb and the spiritual qi of heaven and earth to infuse the spirit soldiers into his puppets and let him control them. However, San Lu didn't expect that his soul hadn't dispersed yet, so he couldn't refine his corpse. He went to infuse spirit into the terracotta soldier, but he didn't expect to trigger a trap halfway. It was also because of San Lu's profound Taoist skills that he was able to break through the 318 traps in the mausoleum and was finally hit by the Jade-Armored Spirit-Breaking Sword. All these years, this king thought that San Lu's soul had already scattered. Now that you've said so, it seems that he's still up to no good.”
After listening to King Wu De's explanation, the few of them first sighed. Could it be that all experts were a little stupid? "Isn't there a restriction set up by immortals, devils, ghosts, and demons in your royal mausoleum? Why didn't you activate it to restrain that Daoist from San Lu?" Cang Yun asked.”
King Wude laughed." I'm a kind person. Even if someone trespasses into the royal tomb, I don't want to hurt their life. Besides, there are no treasures buried in the royal tomb. The four restrictions were set up by an expert, but their power is extremely weak. They can only trap people. After a long time, they will naturally walk out of the royal tomb. Such a low-level restriction was not enough to stop Scattered Continent.”
Cang Yun couldn't help but recall what he had seen in his dream. Hearing King Wude's explanation, he was sure that it was a dream. King Wude thought that the few of you shouldn't be able to trigger the high-level restriction. I'm also famous, so there shouldn't be any experts who would come to the royal tomb.
"Your Highness, your cultivation is so high. Can you subdue Daoist San Lu?" Murong Su asked anxiously. Our Eldest Senior Brother is still fighting against Scattered Continent, and his life is in danger at any moment.”
Zhu Yuan expressed his helplessness." I'm a dead man now. Only my soul is here. Although Scattered Continent can't refine me, I can't fight him.”Hearing this, Cang Yun's heart skipped a beat and he asked,"Your Highness, have you placed a restriction on the royal tomb that allows one to enter but not exit?”
Zhu Yuan was stunned." There wasn't such a restriction in the past. It was probably placed by Sanlu."”
Just as Zhu Yuan was explaining, the entire royal mausoleum shook and rumbled. Zhu Yuan's expression changed drastically." Not good. San Lu is activating the Spirit Gathering Formation at the bottom of the royal tomb where the terracotta soldiers are placed. You'd better stop him. Otherwise, another evil force will rise in the world."”
"Your highness, you make it sound so nice, but we can't beat that Daoist. Could it be that your highness knows about Scattered Land's weakness?”Ping Jian pursed his lips.
"I don't know, but now that the formation has been activated, all the restrictions in the royal tomb should be ineffective. You can enter and exit freely. It's best if you go out now and find your masters or experts from the sect.”Zhu Yuan said. He looked at the disdainful gazes of the few of them and did not understand.
Cang Yun and the others thought to themselves that it was better to call their master over than to go up themselves. They were discussing together when a figure fell from where they fell. The Vermilion Bird had sharp eyes and called out,"It's Eldest Senior Brother."”
Murong Su rushed over and caught Su Murong before he fell to the ground. At this moment, Su Murong's face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were covered in blood. His eyes were tightly shut.
"His injuries are not light. Is he dead?”King Wude stretched his neck and looked at Su Murong's injuries. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he quickly shut his mouth.
Murong Su hugged Su Murong in her arms. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she did not know what to do.
"Let Eldest Senior Brother drink the Jade Origin Dew!" Ping Qing took out the Jade Essence Dew and handed it to Murong Su.
Su Murong forced his eyes open and said in a weak voice,""No need, don't waste the Jade Origin Dew.”
Seeing that Su Murong had woken up, everyone was overjoyed."Eldest Senior Brother, where is that Daoist priest?" Cang Yun asked nervously.
"That Daoist was too strong. I was no match for him. I was suppressed after consuming the Jade Origin Dew. After he defeated me, he didn't chase after me. I don't know where he went. I was worried about your safety, so I tried my best to find the cave entrance and came down to find you.”Su Murong coughed lightly after he finished speaking.
The few of them had a conclusion in their hearts. "Daoist Sanlu must be going to the Spirit Gathering Formation. "Since you're not a match for him, then quickly leave the royal tomb and escape.”Zhu Yuan said. At this moment, Su Murong noticed King Wude who was floating above the coffin. The few of them gave Su Murong a brief introduction of the situation, and Su Murong finally knew the whole story.
Su Murong struggled to stand and looked around.""Junior Brother, Junior Sister, it's best if we leave the royal tomb first. Your Highness, can you tell us how to leave the royal tomb?”
"You can leave in the back hall. The passageway is a straight path that leads to the royal mausoleum's protective wall.”Zhu Yuan pointed to the back of the hall and said.
"Thank you, Your Highness." The few of them bowed and helped Su Murong to the back hall. They were pressed for time and did not have time to sit down and chat with King Wu De.
After walking for some distance, Cang Yun turned around and saw King Wu De sending them off."Your Highness, I've always wanted to ask, your cultivation is so high, how did you die?”
King Wude was originally smiling, but when he heard Cang Yun's question, his eyes turned cold,""Let's not talk about the past. Let's go.”
Cang Yun saw King Wu De turn around and Xiao Se's back and couldn't help but sigh. He quickly caught up with the crowd and fled towards the mausoleum wall.
King Wu De watched them disappear into the darkness and sighed.""I didn't expect this king to have the chance to meet some interesting little fellows. The sword qi in these little fellows 'bodies is so strange. San Lu, just wait to be ravaged and whipped by their master.”King Wude returned to his final resting place. The coffin lid slowly closed, and the hall returned to silence.
Cang Yun and the others supported Su Murong as they ran towards the mausoleum wall. King Wude was right. The passage to the back hall was straight and led straight to the top of the mausoleum wall. When everyone rushed out of the passage, they saw the dome of the royal mausoleum again with the light from the sword. There was another figure standing not far away. It was Daoist Sanlu.
"This poor priest is waiting for you to come out and die!”San Lu laughed evilly.
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