Chapter 607
Ten Thousand Dragons Carrying the Tomb
Chapter 607 Ten Thousand Dragons Carrying the Tomb
As night fell, the stone mountains stood side by side, like ferocious beasts raising their heads to the sky and disappearing into the clouds.
“Holy Traveler, Your Highness, I am here!” Yin Yang Dog shouted.
It had a mournful face, looking extremely pained, and its chin was missing a piece.
Yin Yang Dog wanted to yell: Are you all blind? I was the guide, risking my life in the front lines, and now I'm being attacked, can't you see? This world isn't worth it.
Only one old master shouted for him, and then the three newly arrived teams from the Traveler Civilization, the World-Existing Organization, and the Rebirth Figurine quickly gathered together and began exchanging information.
The old dog was heartbroken; his mouth was almost crippled from being beaten, and he had nowhere to express his sorrow.
In particular, the Supreme Master looked over again, which frightened it so much that its fur stood on end, fearing that it would get slapped again.
After a brief meeting, some of the newly arrived groups from the three parties walked over here.
The saints of the three major organizations, who were revered as His Highnesses and held extremely high status, did not come in person but stood side by side, discussing something.
"Who are you?" A middle-aged grandmaster stood up for the old dog. He had a strong aura and had reached the middle stage of the fifth realm. He was full of vigor and in his prime.
In this environment, any grandmaster who can withstand the impact of Daoist energy and act freely is an extraordinary figure.
"How dare you bully the earth immortals of my Traveler's Civilization?" He publicly pointed out the old dog's identity, explaining that the infiltration and placement of people among the three organizations during their exploration of the Tomb of Immortality was nothing.
He strode forward, head held high, and said, "Come forward and give me your answer."
Qin Ming looked at him calmly and asked, "In what capacity are you speaking to me, trying to convict me?"
At his current level, he doesn't need anyone to ask him anything; he proactively explains everything.
The middle-aged grandmaster was quite forceful and began to exude murderous intent. He went a step further and said, "Do you want to be an enemy of the Traveler Civilization?"
As if remembering something, Yin Yang Dog immediately transmitted its voice, saying, "Senior brother, I recently dug up a rare herb on the ground and was fortunate enough to break through to the Grandmaster level."
The middle-aged grandmaster was taken aback, turned around to look at him, and thought to himself, "Are you kidding me? You're only telling me now?"
He needs to reassess the strength of the person opposite him. Just how strong is the person who slapped the Grandmaster away and left the old dog helpless?
The middle-aged grandmaster pondered that he should also be able to slap away the Yin-Yang Dog, which had just broken through to the fifth realm.
However, he had to calm down. The people opposite him already knew that they were from the Traveler Civilization, yet they remained so calm and composed.
What made him even more wary was that the person opposite him took the initiative to step forward and said, "Just because you come from the highest dojo, does that mean you can be arrogant and domineering?"
"Who are you?"
From behind, a grandmaster of the Traveler's Civilization spoke up.
Even the holy traveler was surprised and looked over. He thought that a little dispute was nothing, but now it had actually alarmed his accompanying master.
"The Grandmaster is asking you a question." The middle-aged Grandmaster regained his composure.
Even if the other party has an extraordinary background and comes from a prestigious academy, so what? With His Highness and the Grandmaster facing each other, how could this person possibly cause any trouble?
Qin Ming, with his tall and straight figure, calmly replied, "Some people respectfully call me the future Great Sage, yet here I am repeatedly provoked, even offended by an old dog."
The middle-aged grandmaster's pupils contracted. Who was this person? His heart trembled, and he was truly startled.
The title "Great Sage" carries immense weight. Looking across the foggy world, how many people can truly bear such a title? They are all beings of extraordinary stature.
Behind him, the grandmaster was also shocked. How could he have so easily provoked such a monster?
Two beams of light shot out from his old eyes.
The three saints stopped talking and their gazes fell on the figure in the night fog ahead.
If a large organization were here, Qin Ming really wouldn't reveal his identity, because the word "Great Sage" is indeed very sensitive. Being alone with a ruthless and powerful force might lead to his passive "disappearance".
Currently, with the three major organizations—the World Organization, the Reincarnation Figurines, and the Traveler Civilization—all present, none of them dare to act openly.
The main reason is that Qin Ming is taking advantage of the time difference, hoping to use their strength to explore this Tomb of Immortality.
Letting him explore on his own is too risky.
Moreover, the opportunity must be seized as early as possible, and the expedition must be launched before the main force of the expedition arrives.
The main force of the Earth Immortals is still in that distant land, deep underground, temporarily cut off from the outside world, completely unaware that the real Tomb of Immortality has been discovered by the outer members.
The situation presents both danger and opportunity, and Qin Ming wants to take advantage of the situation to make a gamble.
Yin Yang Dog was completely dumbfounded. Who had he offended?
The mere mention of the words "Great Sage" was enough to suffocate him. His vision blurred, his ears rang, and he wanted to slap himself for looking down on others.
He wanted to say that this was actually due to racial instinct.
He's just an old dog, what bad intentions could he possibly have?
"May I ask who you are, Brother Wen?" the saint of the Traveler Civilization began, walking towards them. There was a crimson Dao pattern between his eyebrows, resembling a vertical eye.
The meteorite crater is surrounded by thick fog, making it seem like it's connected to hell, pitch black, and nothing can be seen.
Qin Ming stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the sinkhole, his figure somewhat blurry. He calmly said, "My name is Zheng Guang, and I am also known as the Supreme Master of Benevolence."
Although Yin Yang Dog was afraid, he still wanted to hurl insults: "Screw you, Zhi Shan! Where are you being kind? I just wanted to manipulate you!" As a result, he had already received two slaps.
The Holy Traveler frowned slightly, pondering to himself: The Great Sage of Righteous Light? Never heard of him before.
However, the world of Night Fog is vast and boundless, and even the highest dojo is limited to one place, so it's normal that he hasn't heard of it.
The female saint Zhou Ke, dressed in jade armor, approached with light steps and asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard of Meng Zhiyu?"
The Rebirth Figurine has a close relationship with the Strange Insect Alliance and the God-like Society. She had heard that Meng Zhiyu had several sworn brothers, all of whom were of the appearance of Great Sages.
Qin Ming nodded and said, "Although we've never met, I have some connection with her."
Saint Xi Sheng of the World Organization also came over. He had white hair and deep eyes. He used his divine eye to stare at Qin Ming, but he could not see through him.
Qin Ming continued, "I have three sworn brothers, namely Taiyi, Mu Shinian, and Zhou Tian. They mentioned that Meng Zhiyu is ranked ahead of them."
The three saints immediately became serious, and then looked at each other in bewilderment.
Even the grandmasters around them narrowed their eyes, clearly having heard of those people.
After all, beings with the potential to become Great Sages are very special. Even if their cultivation is not yet sufficient, they are destined to become influential figures in the future, and deserve the attention of all parties in advance.
Beside them, Scarface Black Fox, White Hedgehog, and Pangolin were all dumbfounded. Were the members of their team really that powerful? It was terrifying!
Jin Mei's heart pounded wildly. She had once shared a drink with a future sage, and if this person were to soar to great heights in the future, it would be a topic of conversation for her for many years to come.
Only the Yin-Yang Dog turned green with rage.
Xi Sheng, the white-haired saint of the World Organization, spoke up, saying, "Brother Zheng Guang, are you brothers with Mu Shinian and Zhou Tian, the two great saints of the demon race from the Demon Court? I have met them before."
He wanted to find out if this person was lying. As far as he knew, those two were so arrogant, could they really bypass Meng Zhiyu and directly recruit a fifth person to become sworn brothers? If so, how amazing must this person be!
The Grandmaster of the Traveler Civilization smiled slightly and said, "Grandmaster of Supreme Goodness, it's not that I don't believe it, but how could a future Great Sage travel alone to such a remote place?"
If such a person were to have an accident, it would be a huge loss for any temple. How could we dare to let him travel alone?
Qin Ming said, "Actually, I have no feelings for the Great Sage. I am honored by the three elder brothers, Taiyi, Mu Shinian and Zhou Tian, who insisted on making me a sworn brother. However, in my understanding, as a disciple of the Sage, I am already capable of traveling around the world alone."
Some people were slightly taken aback, their meaning clear: the Great Sage was not raised in a greenhouse.
The Grandmaster of the Traveler Civilization spoke up: "Grandmaster of Supreme Goodness, please forgive me, but I would like to lend you a hand."
In short, he wanted to assess the person in front of him and test his worth.
They are people who have come from the highest training grounds. If they were to be deceived by a "wild cultivator," it would be a huge joke.
Qin Ming glanced at him, his gaze gradually sharpening. He slowly rose into the air, his aura becoming incredibly powerful. He was utterly indifferent as he said, "You're going to attack me?"
"Grandmaster, please don't misunderstand. I just wanted to verify something." The Grandmaster of the Traveler Civilization softened his tone and lowered his posture considerably.
He hesitated, wondering if he had been rash and if he had offended a future great sage.
"bring it on!"
A golden bridge of chaos appeared beneath Qin Ming's feet, faster than teleportation, and the dazzling golden light beneath his feet pierced the night sky, rushing towards the Grandmaster.
The latter, trembling with fear of the title "Great Sage," did not dare to confront him directly but instead dodged.
Qin Ming stood high on the Hunyuan Golden Bridge, one hand behind his back, the other suddenly reaching out and pressing down on the Grandmaster in front of him.
In an instant, Dao patterns intertwined between his five fingers, spreading downwards and rapidly expanding to form a large bell of divine patterns, densely covered with characters, inscribed with the true scriptures.
With a resounding clang, the great bell shone brightly, purifying the night sky. It descended rapidly, enveloping the Grandmaster and shrouding him within its light.
Everyone present was shocked. This Zheng Guang dared to attack a Grandmaster. Regardless of whether he had the potential to become a Great Sage, he was an extraordinary person.
The true masters all had extremely solemn expressions.
For example, the Grandmaster of the Rebirth Figurine, whose pupils were intertwined with mysterious symbols, said, "This person's life force is vigorous. He is still a young man with limited years of cultivation, yet he has already been able to shake a Grandmaster. This..."
He knew that the other party probably really did have the appearance of a Great Sage!
The Grandmaster of the Traveler Civilization roared in a low voice, finally breaking the runic bell and breaking free.
He was almost certain that the man was not lying.
Being in the arena, he could sense it clearly. The opponent did not conceal the rich vitality that naturally emanated from him, and wielded top-level techniques with effortless ease, which allowed him to immediately verify that this person was young and powerful, with boundless potential.
On the Hunyuan Golden Bridge, Qin Ming brushed his hand across his forehead, where the interwoven patterns resembled an open vertical eye.
Then, his forehead became crystalline, like a precious mirror floating in the air, emitting a dazzling beam of light.
"What, the Mirror of Ten Thousand Laws?"
The Grandmasters of the Traveler's Civilization are discerning individuals; ordinary people simply cannot employ such methods. This is the result of the illumination and integration of various scriptures, resulting in astonishing destructive power.
He manifested a massive Dharma form and teleported instantly, saying, "Master of Supreme Goodness, please stop. I now believe in your identity."
As he spoke, his dazzling and immense magic chain unleashed a series of attacks. Before his enormous fist, beams of countless magic beams burst forth, and the clouds and mist dissipated, creating a terrifying spectacle.
Qin Ming made his move at the opportune moment. He didn't need to fight bravely or fiercely; it was unnecessary. He only needed to demonstrate some of his skills. Throughout the day, he had been using two words: leveraging external forces.
He not only needs the power of the title "Great Sage," but also the power of the three major organizations.
Everyone understood that the fact that Grandmaster Zhengguang could spar with a Grandmaster, or even if he was no match for one, was enough to demonstrate his potential and strength.
The premise is that he himself must have confidence. Now, with Lao Lu by his side, even if he is in the middle of the situation, he doesn't need to panic.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, he's very young, probably not even thirty yet!"
Among the three major organizations, some people carrying rare treasures already believed that this was a future Great Sage. Zhou Ke, the female saint of the Rebirth Figurine, said, "Brother Zheng Guang, you are truly a peerless genius. Even if the world changes, you will most likely be able to reach the eighth realm and become a Celestial Immortal in an era where it is impossible."
Saint Sesson was completely convinced and stopped secretly trying to investigate with his divine eyes.
The Holy Traveler approached, introducing himself as Traveler Seven.
Qin Ming remembered that the Saint Traveler he killed last time called himself Traveler Six.
In fact, Zhou Ke and Xi Sheng were also among the lower-ranking saints in their respective organizations.
Otherwise, why would the chief saint need to come here to keep an eye on the situation around the Tomb of Immortality? Whether this trip is for training or a mission, it absolutely does not require the strongest saint to take action.
That is precisely why Qin Ming wanted to cooperate with them.
Not long ago, when the three saints met and secretly communicated, he resonated with some of the situations.
The three saints, whose rank was not high, wanted to try their luck here.
Therefore, Qin Ming felt that cooperation was possible and there was no need to force anyone.
The atmosphere was harmonious, and the three saints were very enthusiastic, taking the initiative to invite the Supreme Master of Goodness to join them in exploring the Tomb of Immortality.
Even the unfathomable grandmasters treated Qin Ming with great courtesy and respect.
Because they knew very well that they were maintaining their state with a wisp of primordial energy, and if they were to exhaust it, they would be unable to stop the young man in front of them.
Immediately, Lv Qi looked at Yin Yang Dog, who immediately began to tremble violently, and finally plopped down on the ground.
"Master of Supreme Goodness... spare my life!" The old dog's eyes were filled with terror.
Qin Ming waved his hand and said, "Never mind, ignorance is no excuse."
"Thank you, Great Sage!" Yin Yang Dog immediately kowtowed.
Saint Seven also breathed a sigh of relief. If he had to punish his own men in front of everyone, it would have really hurt their morale.
The ensuing exchange was quite pleasant.
After Qin Ming was given the title of Great Sage, his status rose dramatically.
This identity still holds power, which needs to be redeemed in the future, but it will gain recognition from many people in the present.
Although he was standing here alone, he had become the fourth force in the world.
At the edge of the sinkhole, Qin Ming looked down and said, "Many people went in before, and several teams have disappeared."
Saint Xi Sheng of the World Organization said, "It's alright, their lives are not in danger at the moment."
Zhou Ke, the female saint of the deceased figurines, nodded and said, "Their longevity incense has not yet burned out, and they are still alive."
Large organizations like theirs, which are keen on excavating ancient ruins, naturally employ many unique methods.
Before entering a tomb, many earth spirits would light corresponding longevity incense on the ground. If the incense went out, it meant that the person had died underground.
Qin Ming was reluctant to leave because he had sensed these things in advance and felt that the Tomb of Immortality was not as ominous as he had expected.
Zhou Ke, Lv Qi, and Xi Sheng all wanted to explore the edge area of the Tomb of Immortality before the main force led by the Earth Immortal arrived.
"We are paving the way for our predecessors!"
"Yes, although our strength is weak, we also want to share the burden of our ancestors."
Everyone present spoke in a very serious tone.
Beneath their grand facade, their true intention was to seize a great opportunity to gather dragon herbs and improve themselves.
Even the Grandmaster was captivated and instructed his subordinates, "Take some of the longevity incense and go in. You can sense their location and see how they are doing."
The grandmasters present also yearned to advance further and wanted to become the founders of the sixth realm.
Half an hour later, some people returned and reported, "Some teams have discovered dragon herbs, and Grandmaster Qi Teng and the others are trying to find a way to harvest them!"
Lu Qi's eyes flashed with a divine light as he opened and closed them.
However, the Grandmaster of the Traveler Civilization, who was also Traveler Seven's uncle, patted him on the shoulder and said, "An old fellow like me doesn't have much time left, so I can go on adventures. You need to be patient and wait here."
Lu Qi nodded, very grateful. He knew that this senior uncle was very good to him, and if they found any great herbs, he would definitely get a share.
In fact, the great masters who could accompany the three saints were naturally their close friends, who were there to protect them and were very concerned about their safety.
Eventually, fewer and fewer people remained on the ground, and even the Grandmasters could no longer contain themselves.
Not long after, Qin Ming also personally entered the sinkhole once.
He wasn't looking to take risks, but rather to avoid them.
Even if the other party might sense something amiss, he would still do it.
He released the two terracotta figures and then changed their appearance to resemble him.
Qin Ming put his physical body into the tattered cloth, then mixed his pure Yang consciousness with the light of heaven and attached it to the old cloth before departing in spirit.
Soon after, the two terracotta figures became him and returned to the surface.
Outside the sinkhole, Qin Ming and the three saints sat quietly. Although the aroma of tea wafted around them, none of them were interested in drinking it, as they were all focused on the commotion below.
Jin Mei personally poured tea for them.
Qin Ming, sitting here in the form of two terracotta warriors, obtained all the crucial information.
As the commotion below grew louder, his expression turned serious. Could he really fight his way to great fortune?
He immediately sat cross-legged, his mind entering a state of clarity, and he felt a vague unease.
Even though this wasn't his true form, he didn't want to waste it for nothing, so he immediately said, "Everyone, we need to step back a bit."
The real Qin Ming had completely left this place in his mind.
He resonated with the two terracotta figures from afar, as if he were present at the scene.
Two full hours passed, but the people deep in the sinkhole still did not come up.
There are now fewer than ten people left on the ground.
Qin Ming said, "Everyone, I think there are some issues that need to be addressed further."
By this time, they were far away from the sinkhole, but the unease still lingered.
Although Saint Zhou Ke was a woman, she was very decisive and said, "Yes, I also feel that this is not appropriate. I want to abandon this operation."
Saint Xi Sheng of the Worldly Organization nodded in agreement, saying, "I have also decided to leave to report to the Earth Immortal."
Lu Qi's expression changed drastically. He said, "Something's wrong. These longevity incense sticks... have suddenly dimmed."
Two hours have passed, such a long time, and the incense has remained unchanged, but now it is suddenly about to go out.
"Oh no, let's go!"
Qin Ming's two terracotta warriors resonated, the first of which teleported.
The three saints followed closely behind, followed by Jin Mei and her group.
Boom!
The sinkhole collapsed, the ground sank, and the entire vast land fractured.
A grandmaster's shrill scream rang out, and several figures rushed forward, only to vanish abruptly in the night sky like a dreamlike bubble.
All the grandmasters met tragic ends!
It's easy to imagine what happened to the others.
The two terracotta warriors that Qin Ming resonated with, along with the three saints and Jin Mei and others, had already reached a distance of two hundred miles, but they still hadn't managed to escape.
Golden dragon energy surged forth, like a dam bursting, overturning them all, and the order of this land seemed to be being reshaped.
Then, they sensed a powerful aura of life.
"How is that possible!"
Those were tens of thousands of dragons, swimming out from underground, jointly supporting a large tomb. The rich dragon energy originated from there, sweeping across the sky and the earth.
"How could the Tomb of Immortality appear on its own?" Even though Zhou Ke came from the Terracotta Warriors of Rebirth, he had never seen such a bizarre situation.
Tens of thousands of dragons coiled around, a breathtaking sight. The sky was filled with divine light, dragon energy, and celestial mist, all intertwined, as if a sacred kingdom had descended to earth.
Ten thousand dragons carry the tomb.
Clearly, the tens of thousands of dragons were actually dragon silkworms, but they had grown to a formidable force and were extremely powerful.
Lu Qi was shocked and said, "These are dragon silkworms raised in the Ancestral Dragon Cave. If the environment of heaven and earth had not changed, I really don't know what level they could have transformed to."
Qin Ming was even more alarmed. He felt that from the large tomb carried by the dragon, a terrifying gaze was fixed on his physical body.
Could it be that he encountered an acquaintance from ancient times?
To be precise, could it be that the real bodies of the two terracotta warriors have encountered "old friends" from ancient times?
With a whoosh, a beam of light shone over.
Qin Ming could still resonate with and control this physical body, but the two terracotta warriors revealed their true forms immediately.
"How is this possible?!" The creatures at the Wanlong Tuo Tomb were also astonished.
The three saints were terrified, their eyes wide with shock. Although they didn't know the details, they sensed that something terrible was about to happen.
Dasheng Zhengguang has a serious problem, and how did he get targeted?
The three of them involuntarily distanced themselves from him.
"How can you still be alive in this world?" A voice came from the grave of Wanlong.
Qin Ming took a deep breath, activated the two terracotta warriors' bodies, and stood tall, saying, "All that has passed, blended with my cultivation, has worn away nine-tenths of the vicissitudes of life, leaving only a trace of youthful spirit. The flowers of yesteryear bloom again, recreating the appearance of when I first embarked on my journey."
(End of this chapter)