Rumble!
The huge underground palace was shaking. Crushed stones kept falling from the walls of the cave.
"The underground tomb is about to collapse.”
"Not good, this tomb is about to be trampled on.”
Panic echoed in the underground palace as the cultivators inside ran out with all their might.
On the surface.
The experts from the holy lands and great sects also felt the tremors of the earth.
An old man who was sitting on the cliff like a withered pine tree suddenly opened his eyes.
"The underground palace has collapsed, and the competition has begun.”
At the same time.
In this pitch-black night, it was as bright as an incandescent white. Magical treasures sparkled as god-like experts walked out of palaces and giant ships.
"From now on, we can see who has the potential to dominate the East Barren Territory.”
"We can see from this moment just how many geniuses of the Eastern Barren Territory will be qualified to compete for the top spot in the five regions.”
A majestic voice echoed among these experts, as if gods and devils were whispering, its might covering the nine heavens.
Whoosh!
The thunderous sound broke the silence, and the first figure appeared.
He was like a fuse, and peerless prodigies appeared one after another.
"It's out."
Everyone looked at the first figure.
It was a young man. His appearance was as if the world was shining with the same light. He wore golden armor and looked heroic. Dragon Qi flowed all over his body, making him look dazzling and dazzling.
Xia Yiming, the crown prince of Xia Dynasty, had been killed.
Where's my sister?
Xia Yiming looked around, and there were several figures behind him who were not much inferior to the others.
Without exception, they were all more or less in a sorry state. Some of them were even injured and bleeding.
"What happened? The tomb of this ancient sage was so powerful that it had caused so many prodigies to be riddled with injuries.”
A powerful expert frowned, his face filled with doubt.
One had to know that this place was the pride of the four regions of Eastern Wilderness, as well as the pride of the other large regions. They were all existences who could fight above their level. They had many trump cards in their hands. Even if they encountered some Dragon Realm experts, they could still leave safely. They would not be in such a sorry state.
At this moment, the various Saints and successors of the major sects were all taken away by their elders.
They wanted to know what had happened and how the tomb could be so dangerous.
"Little sister."
Xia Yiming's eyes lit up. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the five figures appear together.
"First Prince."
At this moment, an old servant walked over.
He looked like an old servant, but he caused many Almighties to reveal strange expressions. There were fear and shock on their faces. Clearly, he was not as simple as a servant.
Seeing the old servant's arrival, Xia Yiming smiled.
After confirming that his sister was fine, he was relieved. However, he did not go to look for Xia Yilin. Instead, he told the old servant everything that had happened in the underground palace. This was also the reason why the elders of the other holy lands and Huanggu families had immediately sought out their disciples.
"Damn it!"
An angry roar echoed like thunder.
A figure surrounded by purple qi appeared. He rose into the purple fog like a divine flame and stepped out like a god in the world.
His gaze was like lightning as he looked at the underground palace that no one had walked out of. He directly struck out with his palm.
He was not the only one. The moment he attacked, other cultivators followed suit and attacked the collapsed underground palace.
He was venting his anger!
According to the people who had entered, they soon learned that this underground palace was a killing trap. There was definitely a peerless demon inside. Those who entered were definitely killed and turned into blood. It was a sacrifice!
It could be said that this time, the various large sects and Holy Lands had suffered great losses.
"Ah! All the disciples of my Myriad Calamity Sect were wiped out, and you're telling me that all the disciples of the Myriad Calamity Sect, including Wan Moyu, died in the underground palace?”
An even angrier figure spread from the corner.
Dao Ming's eyes were bloodshot. He had gone crazy listening to the eldest disciple's report!!
Then, when he saw that the little Nan Nan Nan had appeared safely, he became even crazier. His aura surged, and the disciples closest to him coughed up blood and flew backward. Their faces were as pale as paper.
"Master, calm down."
"Calm down, how can I calm down?”
Dao Ming roared angrily as if he had gone crazy. His beard and hair stood up, and divine power that he could not control overflowed, shattering the ground under his feet and turning it into countless pieces of powder.
Hearing these words, everyone revealed a strange expression. Even those who had suffered heavy losses felt a sense of relief. This was the psychology of humans.
Many gloating gazes were cast over, causing Dao Ming's anger to deepen.
However, he did not do anything. He was not stupid. It was impossible for him to provoke so many people just to vent his anger. Moreover, he did not look for Little Nan Nan because he was not confident in dealing with Old Daoist Wu Chen.
As an Almighty, he knew better than anyone how terrifying a Saint was.
Dao Ming felt the gloating and sympathetic gazes cast at him. His old face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out. At this moment, he calmed down instead.
"Let's go back to the Myriad Tribulation Sect."
He wanted to leave this place and return to Myriad Tribulation Sect to deal with this matter. He still remembered that Old Taoist Wuchen was here.
"You want to leave just like that?”
Suddenly, a corner of the pitch-black night sky was torn apart. Divine light shone through, dazzling everyone.
A saint's aura appeared and turned into holy light that filled the sky. It was as if the Milky Way of the Nine Heavens was falling. The saint's aura forced people's bodies to crack, as if they were about to explode.
On this land, countless weak itinerant cultivators fell to the ground, and some strong ones also knelt down.
"Saint's aura, Old Daoist Wuchen!”
Everyone was shocked as they looked at Old Taoist Wuchen who suddenly made trouble.
Pu pu…
The area where the Myriad Calamity Sect was located caved in, and the ground cracked open. The disciples sprawled on the ground and spat out blood.
"Old Daoist Wuchen, what do you mean by this?”
Dao Ming supported himself, but he also knelt on one knee. He looked up at the old Daoist in the sky.
"What do I mean? You sent people to ambush little Nan Nan, what do you think I meant?”
Old Daoist Wu Chen's hunched figure paced in the void. Every step he took made Dao Ming spit out blood.
This was not because Old Taoist Chen had intervened, but because the aura of a Saint could not be humiliated. Those who had not reached the level of a Saint would never know how terrifying a Saint was. Just the locking of the aura and the unintentional leakage were enough to cause serious injuries.
"That's right, I also want to ask you why the Myriad Calamity Sect is besieging my Fire Country Palace Lord (Grand Xia Palace Lord…).”
At this moment.
The Dao Guardians from Fire Nation, Grand Xia, Five Palaces, and Heaven Covering Pavilion appeared and locked onto Dao Ming.
If he didn't attack now, when would he?!
They knew that they had to make trouble for this matter, and now that Old Daoist Wuchen had come out, the timing for them to make trouble was even better!……
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