Chapter Thirty-Three: Fang Tian Paints Halberd

  Across the huge pool, behind it is another corridor, but it is extremely wide, almost can hold two horses running side by side.

  Li Han, Fei Yu and Ku Mu each took their spoils of war and went further inside.

  Chu Ping closely followed and rose up, the Jade Vase Divine Ability of the Flying Feather had just stirred his thoughts, his hands lightly and nimbly flipped over, forming the Treasure Vase Seal.

  A few faint glows danced around him, then surged up, spinning around him several times, and in an instant he vanished from the scene.

  The Nine-Character Treasure Bottle Seal emphasizes that my heart is Zen, with infinite changes and subtle fusion, having the wonderful function of hiding one's physical form. Even if someone has a higher level of spiritual power than oneself, they would still find it difficult to discover.

  Crossing the corridor, suddenly a wide and spacious palace appears before one's eyes!

  Unlike the path in front, the hall was not gloomy and dark. Several night pearls were inlaid inside the hall, emitting a faint glow that illuminated the interior brightly.

  The palace is about ten square feet, not as luxurious and grand as the palaces of the mortal world, nor as elegant and refined as the treasure land of the immortals. Inside, there are only a few large stone pillars standing upright, and some stone tables and chairs, simple and rough, without any of the elegance that a true immortal's abode should have, but instead exuding a sense of desolation, ancient simplicity and solemnity!

  "What a strange tomb, such a large space, yet so simple!"

  Fei Yu's eyes swept around, taking in the surroundings of the palace, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at this environment.

  The tomb of the immortal, the return of the refined truth, is not luxurious and magnificent, rich and majestic. Unexpectedly, this person's final resting place was so simple and unadorned, with only a few stone-made utensils.

  If it weren't for those few night pearls radiating light, several people would have thought they had taken a wrong turn.

  "Let's take a look inside the coffin and see what's really in there!"

  The withered wood looked around for a few moments, then fixed its gaze on a stone coffin in the center of the front hall and spoke slowly.

  Several people's eyes were also fixed on it at the same time.

  Only a giant stone coffin, one zhang long, stood quietly in front of him, looking like a natural boulder, with no seam between the lid and the body, giving off an inexplicable eerie feeling.

  But whether it was Li Huan and the three others or the hidden Chu Ping, they were all focused. Across the thick stone coffin, everyone felt a violent and brutal aura, like a ferocious beast lurking in ambush, ready to burst out of the coffin!

  The three of them stared at each other for a long time, Li Han bent his fingers and lightly plucked, a strand of flowing light slowly floated out, transforming into a huge palm in mid-air, suspended above the stone coffin.

  The palm of his hand rotated lightly, and a huge suction force was emitted from the center of his palm, immediately forming a whirlwind that pushed against the stone coffin above.

  "Creaks" echoed several times, reverberating inside the ancient tomb, in the stillness that was beyond words, shaking one's soul.

  The stone coffin is wide open!

  A few people slowly stepped forward a few steps, their consciousness swirling into a gust of dark wind that swept towards the coffin.

  A dull "gulu" sound, like the sound of a giant beast devouring its prey, suddenly came from inside the coffin, startling everyone!

  "Condense energy into a mirror!"

  Li Han let out a low shout, and the palm of his hand that was suspended above the stone coffin suddenly dispersed like smoke and clouds, transforming into a round, flat wave like a copper mirror. The scene inside the coffin immediately reflected out!

  Only in the coffin lay a majestic middle-aged man, even after being deeply buried in the tomb for many years, he still had not decayed. He wore a purple gold crown on his head and a hundred flower robe on his body, with a beast-faced helmet armor inside, shining like gold. Around his waist was a lion-patterned jade belt, his face was like a crowned jade, his lips were red and his teeth were white, he was an extremely rare handsome man! Only this person's eyebrows had a hint of evil energy, but it added a few points to his heroic aura!

  "This, this person doesn't seem like a cultivator at all, clearly he's a great general who charges into battle!" Seeing the person in the coffin, several people looked at each other in dismay, Fei Yu said in a low voice.

  Li Huan and Ku Mu were also at a loss, as if they had fallen into clouds and fog.

  Chu Ping gazed at the handsome man in the mirror, whose eyebrows were shrouded by a strand of ominous aura. Yet, her heart suddenly flashed with a hint of warning!

  Just then, a loud "crash" sound came from behind, and several people turned their heads at the same time to see a stone gate slowly falling down, blocking off their retreat!

  "Hmph, such petty skills are only enough to deal with ordinary mortals!"

  The withered wood let out a cold hum, raised its hand and released a ball of emerald green light, swift as lightning, carrying the momentum of thunder to heavily strike the stone gate!

  "Dead wood makes a poor friend!" Li Han shouted loudly, but it was already too late.

  Suddenly, countless strange symbols burst out from the stone gate, black as tadpoles, swimming and changing shape, instantly merging into the surrounding white stone walls!

  A series of loud rumbles, countless stone pillars burst forth from the surrounding stone walls, stretching horizontally in mid-air. The several night pearls inside the temple simultaneously exploded and shattered, massive clouds of black mist erupting outwards, filling the entire space!

  "Be careful!"

  Several people cried out in surprise at the same time, and the stone floor under their feet suddenly burst open. A large section of stone pillar rushed up, more than two zhang long, a violent breath swept across, like heavy waves, covering the sky and rushing back and forth inside the main hall, making a deafening roar!

  As the stone pillar burst out, the wall pillars that stretched out from the stone wall also exploded one after another. Countless black misty vapors surged and rolled out, emitting the wailing cries of ten thousand ghosts in the middle. An underground tomb chamber instantly turned into a purgatory on earth, a ghostly path to the Yellow Springs!

  "What kind of evil spirit dares to be so presumptuous!"

  Li Huan's arm was surrounded by a red glow, which burst out from his palm and transformed into a fiery flying sword. The crimson light illuminated the surroundings, dispelling the dark fog around him.

  Under the shining sword light, only in the dark mist inside the great hall, countless black lights flashed back and forth, like electric snakes. Occasionally, they took shape and emerged, but were ferocious yin ghosts, with a gloomy wind sweeping across the scene, making one's hair stand on end, startling and frightening!

  "It's indeed no ordinary tomb!"

  At this scene, the three were not surprised but delighted, all showing their magical powers, shining with brilliant light, dark mist swirling and surging, gathering around!

  The greater the gain, the greater the risk!

  If there was no hindrance at all, it could only be explained that there were no valuable treasures in the tomb. In this case, the three of them felt that their trip had not been in vain!

  "Who dares to be so presumptuous and disturb this tomb?"

  A loud and majestic voice echoed inside the tomb, rumbling and reverberating like thunder, causing several people's eardrums to buzz.

  "Hey, Master Dao is liberating you all from purgatory today, what immense merit!"

  A withered face squeezed out a hint of a smile, yet it looked even uglier than when ordinary people cry. The voice was hoarse, seemingly in response to that voice, yet also like muttering to himself.

  Before the voice fell, the wooden stick in his hand swept horizontally, and the green light floated and sank, colliding with the black fog in an instant. The light and fog were both intangible objects, but this collision produced a huge noise, like the sound of mountains colliding, golden balls bursting, and a vast, dull rumble!

  Innumerable ghosts and monsters immediately swarmed up along the emerald light, with a gloomy atmosphere. Under the reflection of the emerald light, it looked even more ominous. Sharp fangs and razor-sharp claws ceaselessly clawed and tore, as if they wanted to tear the three people into powder!

  "It's just a gathering of yin energy, it hasn't even materialized into a physical form, and yet you dare to be so presumptuous!"

  Fei Yu's hands formed a seal, and her entire being suddenly emitted an air of solemnity and majesty. A purple glow surged behind her, setting off her whole person as if she were a Bodhisattva descending into the world, a fairy visiting the mortal realm, with an elegant and mysterious aura!

  Li Han swung his long sword wildly, slashing and chopping with wide strokes, as if he wanted to split the sky open. The dark fog rolled away in all directions!

  This intangible misty aura was stirred up by the sword light and instantly dispersed like boiling water splashing on snow, scattering in all directions!

  The yin spirits that appeared in the tomb were only trapped in the grave after death, without any cultivation methods, and relied on a lingering resentment before their death to remain in the world. In itself, it had no great power, but against the young and promising top three of the Xian Tian realm, they instantly collapsed and dispersed, turning into wisps of black smoke that dissipated!

  In an instant, more than half of the black fog in the field had dispersed!

  At this moment, the stone pillar standing in the center of the hall suddenly began to rotate with a humming sound, and a vast breath was released. The dark mist and ghostly spirits in the air were all absorbed into it. As the stone pillar rotated violently, it emitted a sharp, piercing sound that shattered the air, accompanied by mournful wailing, making it even more terrifying!

  A stone pillar suddenly spun around, bringing with it a massive whirlwind. The stone tables and chairs inside the hall, as well as the stone stove and beast carvings placed on top of them, were all swept away in an instant!

  A strong gust of wind blew the three people's collars, making a rustling sound, but several people were like rocks in the waves, unmoving, letting their long hair dance wildly, and their clothes fluttering!

  "What kind of ghost thing is this? Show yourself!"

  Three people shouted in unison, the purple light, flying sword and green ball simultaneously crashed into the whirlwind, the stone pillar at the center of the whirlwind burst forth with a loud noise, stones flew everywhere, and the strong energy dissipated!

  A surge of murderous aura, spreading out!

  When the dust settled and the wind stopped, only a stone pillar burst open, an eight-foot-long Fang Tian painting halberd stood quietly!