AWB Chapter 304 Demon-Slaying Hall Forbidden Ground - Emperor Burial Valley
Chapter 304 Demon-Slaying Hall Forbidden Ground - Emperor Burial Valley
This is the true purpose of the Demon Slayer Hall in opening the Land of Inheritance.
It solved both the problem of weak eighth-tier cannon fodder and the problem of a group of resurrected ancestors being disobedient.
This move, killing two birds with one stone, is incredibly cunning!
……
Thinking about all this, Lin Hanzhou couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
They tricked all the eighth-level beings in the world into going to their deaths, making them "vessels" for the ancestor, and in the end, they even treated the resurrected ancestor like a dog.
Duanmu Hong is a ruthless person.
"Since you know it's a pit of fire, why do you still go?"
Lin Hanzhou looked at Ye Ying, somewhat puzzled.
"Fortune favors the bold."
Nightshade shrugged, a confident smile on his face.
"For an ordinary eighth-tier player, this is indeed a certain death situation."
"But for reincarnated individuals like us with special abilities, this might just be a feast for the senses!"
"Those remnant souls want to possess us? Hmph, we're not even sure who'll eat whom yet!"
At this point, Nightshade finally revealed the ultimate purpose of his trip.
"My goal is simple."
"I plan to go to the Land of Inheritance a week from now to obtain the insights into the [Great Dao of Darkness] left behind by an ancient powerful being known as the 'Dark Night Demon Lord'!"
"I have determined the exact location of his remnant soul through internal channels and have prepared methods to restrain him."
"The reason I invited you to come is because the situation in this inheritance site is too complicated. Not only is there the risk of remnant souls possessing the body, but there are also other unsuspecting eighth-level cultivators vying for it, and Duanmu Hong may even have a backup plan."
Night Shadow looked at Lin Hanzhou and said sincerely.
"In this situation, going it alone is too risky."
"I need a strong and trustworthy teammate to protect me!"
"Conversely, if you set your sights on the insights of any powerful being, I will do everything in my power to help you obtain them!"
"While you're fighting against the ninth-tier remnant soul, I will shield you from all external interference!"
"how?"
After saying this, Nightshade slowly raised his hand and took off the hood that had been covering his head.
A handsome man with striking features, including sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, who appeared to be around twenty years old, appeared before Lin Hanzhou.
His eyes were clear and firm, without any concealment.
He seemed to be using this frank and open approach to express his sincerity in cooperating.
Upon hearing the other party's suggestion, Lin Hanzhou agreed without hesitation.
"good!"
Putting aside the fact that the other party was sincere, as the saying goes, one cannot hit a smiling face.
The offer alone was an irresistible temptation for him.
There are over a hundred ninth-tier remnant souls there!
For someone who possesses the [Primordial Unity], how could that be some old monster who has possessed another body?
Those were clearly over a hundred walking "human-shaped tonic pills".
If handled properly, he could not only obtain a large number of top-tier Dao insights for free, but also refine all these remnant souls to nourish his own divine soul.
Perhaps, he can take this opportunity to push his soul realm to the threshold of the ninth level in one fell swoop.
In this situation, he would have to go inside and wander around a few times.
......
[Forbidden Grounds of the Demon-Slaying Hall - Valley of the Burial Emperor]
This is the most mysterious and strictly guarded forbidden area of the Demon Extermination Hall.
It is not located in the magnificent palace of the Demon Extermination Hall that floats in the nine heavens, but is hidden in an independent small world that is folded layer by layer by Mahayana-level formations and can only be opened by the successive hall masters holding tokens.
This small world has no sun, moon, or stars, no flowers, trees, or plants; it only has a perpetual gray mist and black, strange rocks that cover the mountains and fields, exuding an aura of despair.
Deep in the valley, the air was bitterly cold, the temperature was so low that it seemed as if time and space were frozen by the chill.
In the very center of that valley, there were thirty-three ancient coffins!
Each of these ancient coffins was carved from an unknown ancient divine jade, and its entire body exhibited a translucent amber color.
The surface of the ancient coffin was densely covered with long-lost Dao array patterns. These patterns shimmered with a faint light, like breathing, constantly absorbing the sparse spiritual energy within this small world.
Through the translucent coffin walls, one could vaguely see that in each ancient coffin lay an old man dressed in ancient clothing, with a withered face, resembling a dried corpse.
They had no breath, no heartbeat, and even their spirits were almost nonexistent.
However, if a high-level cultivator were here, he would be horrified to discover that the faint aura emanating from these thirty-three "dried corpses" was actually that of a ninth-order Mahayana cultivator!
They were cultivators who survived the world-destroying war millions of years ago, but were unable to ascend because the Ascension Platform was destroyed.
To resist the erosion of time, they used a magical substance called "Divine Source" to completely seal themselves, along with their lifespan and soul, within it.
In this state, their lifespan slows down extremely, almost to the point of stagnation.
But the price is that they must fall into a deep sleep, completely unaware of everything outside.
Like a group of living dead, buried beneath the long river of time, waiting for that opportunity called "hope".
……
"Tap, tap, tap..."
A series of steady and powerful footsteps broke the deathly silence that had lasted for hundreds of thousands of years in the valley.
Dressed in an exquisite white robe, the current master of the Demon Extermination Hall, Duanmu Hong, with a dignified face, slowly walked to the group of ancient coffins, holding an ancient bronze token in his hand.
He stopped, his gaze sweeping over the sleeping bodies, a complex emotion flashing deep in his eyes.
"Is this what my human race calls our foundation?"
Duanmu Hong sneered inwardly.
These old guys have lived for countless years, enjoyed the world's finest resources, and possess world-destroying power.
But when the demons invaded and countless lives were lost, they chose to retreat, claiming it was to "preserve the flame."
In reality, they are nothing more than a group of pathetic creatures who are afraid of death and desperately try to survive until their ascension.
"If it weren't for the circumstances, I really wouldn't want to wake you zombies."
Duanmu Hong took a deep breath, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind.
He knew that now was not the time to act impulsively.
The demons have returned with a vengeance, and the number of ninth-tier demon emperors is unknown. Even if he had three heads and six arms, he alone could not stop them.
He had to rely on the strength of these old guys.
"Esteemed Ancestors..."
"Wake up."
Duanmu Hong poured his own power of the Great Dao Laws into that bronze token.
"Buzz—!!!"
The bronze ancient token shone brightly, from which thirty-three streams of light shot out and precisely entered the thirty-three ancient coffins of divine origin.