"What is that?" Duan De asked.

"Little Leaf, don't do anything reckless," the old blind man warned.

Cao Ya held the Devouring Demon Jar in his palm, his eyes flashing.

"I obtained this in the star field, and it has a great connection with Emperor Wushi..." Ye Fan explained. The female saint was a female cultivator who had traveled with Emperor Wushi when he was young. Their relationship was very close. The female saint never forgot him and pursued Emperor Wushi for many years, but ultimately failed to win him over.

"It has something to do with the Great Emperor? How come I don't know?" Black Emperor asked, bewildered.

"Nonsense! Why would the Great Emperor Wushi tell you such a private matter?" Duan De said. He agreed to Ye Fan's attempt. Having been a tomb raider for many years, he had an immense longing for the tombs of ancient emperors.

Actually, calling it a mausoleum is not accurate. The two emperors and sovereigns who entered Zishan, whether they were the Immortal Emperor or the Great Emperor Wushi, were not dead and are still in the mortal world.

"Give it a try, it should work. If it really doesn't, I'll activate the Devouring Demon Jar again," Cao Ya said, holding the supreme imperial weapon in his hand, giving Ye Fan confidence.

But Cao Ya knew that there was no need to try; it would definitely work.

"The Great Emperor never said that, never mentioned it even once, it must be fake, absolutely not. Little Yezi, you're making this up." The Black Emperor scoffed, not believing that the female saint's skull could calm the remaining Daoist aura of the Great Emperor Wushi.

"I disagree." Zhang Lin shook his head. The word "love" is something even the great emperors of ancient times could not fully understand.

"Since ancient times, passionate love has burdened beautiful women." Ye Fan recited.

"Stop talking nonsense, Xiao Yezi, let's get moving," Duan De urged.

“Cao Sheng…” Ye Fan glanced at Cao Ya.

"Go." Cao Ya nodded. The Devouring Demon Jar floated up and down. The aura of the Great Emperor was restrained, but it was still terrifying, revealing wisps of the ancient Great Emperor's aura, capable of crushing all the heavens throughout the ages.

The ancient tomb was towering, with endless chaotic energy hanging down, making it difficult to approach. Climbing up was extremely difficult, let alone flying. In front of the Dao Platform, even the void itself was imprisoned.

Afterwards, the group walked around the platform, and Ye Fan carefully observed it, trying to figure out which way to go up.

Upon arriving at another location, a blazing light appeared, and ahead lay a pile of divine source blocks, their radiance dazzling.

"A living being that voluntarily broke free from the divine source... could it be somewhere nearby?"

"Hey, there are words here."

Before the cracked divine source, they discovered a line of ancient characters carved on the stone wall: "Gu Tianshu is willing to protect the tomb of the Great Emperor Wushi for his entire life."

Everyone was taken aback.

"Gu Tianshu, isn't this an invincible saint from seventy or eighty thousand years ago?" The old blind man was surprised, as he knew a bit about some of the powerful figures in the history of the Northern Region.

“It’s him…” Ye Fan was stunned. Before this, he had entered Purple Mountain and even discovered Jiang Taixu, the God King of the Jiang family. After that, the ancient Jiang family held the ultimate imperial weapon, Hengyu Furnace, and rescued a generation of God Kings.

At that time, among the dozens of names at the entrance, the strongest was Gu Tianshu, whose mark was even greater than that of the God King Jiang Taixu.

Ye Fan explained that he knew Cao Ya was an ancient person from more than 200,000 years ago, but was unaware of the deeds of ancient sages from 70,000 to 80,000 years ago.

Cao Ya actually knew about it, but he nodded in agreement.

Gu Tianshu, an ancient sage from seventy or eighty thousand years ago, was incredibly powerful. Yet, upon finding this place, he was willing to guard the tomb of the Great Emperor Wushi. This was truly astonishing.

"What's so special about that? When the Great Emperor Wushi was alive, not to mention saints, even quasi-emperors wanted to follow him, but the Great Emperor didn't agree," the Black Emperor snorted.

“The Devouring Emperor has few followers; everyone fears him. Of course, the Devouring Emperor doesn’t care about that,” Cao Ya laughed.

They then discovered traces of a battle, a battle between beings above the level of saints, which they speculated occurred two thousand years ago.

Ultimately, Gu Tianshu's inscription proved this point.

"I fought the Fighting Saint Ape today and was unfortunately defeated. Considering that he came with the Imperial Jade, I allowed him to pick three medicinal herbs and leave."

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other in dismay; this sentence revealed too much.

"Two thousand years ago, Gu Tianshu was still alive. The time when he broke free from the divine source should be earlier than two thousand years ago."

"The Fighting Saint Ape must be the Victorious Fighting Buddha of the Western Desert, the Holy Prince's uncle. He actually entered the Ancient Emperor Mountain?"

"Did he pick the king of herbs to prolong his life? Because he was born too early."

...

Black Emperor snorted:

“Monkeys are the most annoying thing. I even want to beat up the Holy Prince.”

Ye Fan, Duan De, and the old blind man laughed heartily, realizing why the Black Emperor hated monkeys. Two thousand years ago, the Victorious Fighting Buddha had come here and most likely dealt with him.

However, the Holy Prince did not need protectors, nor did he seek rare treasures or divine medicines. With just a magic iron rod, he followed in his father's footsteps. He was resolute and incredibly powerful, and the Black Emperor could not defeat him, suffering setbacks many times.

Cao Ya sensed that Gu Tianshu's presence was gone; he had long since vanished without a trace.

Finally, Ye Fan, holding the skull of the female saint, with the Wushi Emperor Jade shining brightly, climbed the Dao Platform.

Behind him, Duan De, the old blind man, Zhang Lin, and the Black Emperor followed closely, their eyes filled with amazement.

In Black Emperor's eyes, there is more nostalgia and anticipation.

In the end, Cao Ya wielded the Devouring Demon Jar, channeling divine power and activating the Imperial Weapon, unleashing a surge of Dao power to resist the chaotic energy descending from the Dao Platform.

Without the Devouring Demon Jar, Cao Ya, even with the power of a Great Sage, would have been crushed into mincemeat if he had entered alone.

This place is beyond human reach; it can erase the wisdom of ancient sages!

Only ancient emperors are allowed to enter!

The ultimate imperial weapon can be considered a continuation of the Great Emperor's life.

Rumble~~~

The surroundings were a vast expanse of white, with chaotic energy surging like a thousand horses charging forward, pressing down on Ye Fan, making it difficult for him to move, his bones cracking as if they were about to shatter.

"Freeze!" Cao Ya shouted, and the power of his true words shattered instantly, unable to be stopped even for a moment.

Only the Devouring Demon Jar, under his activation, resonated, resisting the aura of the Great Dao, separating the chaotic energy, and protecting everyone; otherwise, they would have been blasted into dust on the spot.

"Cough cough~~"

Even with the magic pot, Cao Ya felt immense pressure; his palms almost cracked, and he coughed up blood.

The subtle clash between two ancient emperors, conducted indirectly across time and space, emitted a power that even a Great Sage could not withstand!

"No! We must retreat!" Zhang Lin said. The Devouring Demon Jar could crush the ancient world without any problem, but they couldn't withstand it.

Even Cao Ya, who is at the Great Sage level, is having a hard time, let alone others?

Even though Cao Ya took control of the magic jar, he was the primary recipient of the force and bore the brunt of the aftermath.

"The old blind man kowtows to the Great Emperor Wushi. Now that a great calamity is about to befall the human race, please awaken, save the human race, and quell the chaos in the eight wastelands." The old blind man knelt down earnestly.

"The Medicine King is so close, it's truly unbearable," Duan De said. "Sage Cao, let's use the magic jar to take us all out."

They were all in despair, believing that if they did not retreat in time, their lives would be in danger.

"Little Yezi, Fatty Duan, quickly bring out the Wushi Emperor Jade!" Black Emperor shouted. He believed in the Wushi Emperor, whose remaining imperial aura would not kill or harm him. At most, he would send him away from this place, far away from the Dao Platform.

But the people around him might not be so sure.

"Ye Fan, hurry, take out the Saintess's skull and the crescent moon pendant to calm the Daoist aura of the Great Emperor Wushi." Cao Ya urged, his veins bulging as he struggled to lift the Devouring Demon Jar, which resembled a sea of ​​stars, making it hard for him to breathe.

Ye Fan was taken aback, unsure of whose advice to take.

After thinking for a moment, he simply took out the Wushi Emperor Jade and the crescent moon jade pendant at the same time, placing them side by side with the female saint's skull.

"Junior Ye Fan requests an audience with the Great Emperor Wushi!"

Suddenly, something astonishing happened.