Volume 2, Chapter 315: God's Tomb
There was a sigh everywhere in the wild. Zang's words were so arrogant that he did not take Xia Lingkong, the strongest man of the human race, seriously at all.
Ye Tingmu was always in high spirits, and whenever he faced an opponent he was sure of defeating, he would crush him with all his might.
This wave of ridicule and contempt directly made Xia Lingkong so angry that his eyes turned red and his fists clenched, "You really deserve to die!"
He squeezed out the words from between his teeth and was about to take action to fight Zang. As a genius, he was too proud to allow anyone to be more arrogant than himself. Moreover, he had long wanted to see how powerful Zang, who had caused so much unrest in the human world, was and whether he was really as the rumors said.
Ye Tingmu is naturally not weak either. If you want to fight, then I will fight, and I will crush you and let you know what you are facing. He wants to let the people in the ten major immortal gates or the heavenly court know what fear is. I am your fear.
Just when the two of them were on the verge of a fight.
At the end of the grassland in front of me, a light suddenly appeared.
It was this burst of light that interrupted everyone's thoughts.
There was a dazzling blue light, so bright that no one could open their eyes, and then they were under the attention of everyone.
A shadow rose from the ground.
The blue light was extremely dazzling, and in just a moment, the light and shadow took shape completely.
Above those eight gates, millions of people condensed into human form.
In the eyes of others, this is a Dharma image, a Dharma image that is equal to heaven and earth.
But in Ye Tingmu's eyes, this was more like a holographic projection.
The shadow was shimmering with blue light, but he was fully armored. The armor was so majestic that it made people intimidated. His face had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a high nose bridge. His expression was always indifferent and serious.
He held a long sword in both hands, looking like a general in the Terracotta Warriors.
But it is more real and clearer.
This moment is like coming alive, or rather, it is alive.
The crowd was in an uproar, gasping for air, their Adam's apples rolling wildly.
They stared blankly at the phantom, unwilling to look away. There was shock in their eyes, but more of it was instinctive awe and fear.
Because the oppressive feeling this phantom gave them was comparable to and even greater than that of the Immortal Emperor.
Ye Tingmu also subconsciously clenched his fists, staring at the motionless shadow in front of him, the horror in his eyes no less than that of everyone else.
It was not entirely because of fear, but because he found that this phantom was surprisingly similar to the carved pattern in the upper left corner of the fairy mountain gate.
In other words, the armor they wore was the same, but there were also some differences. The difference was that this man was using a sword, and he could feel that the imposing manner of this phantom was far inferior to that of the man on the stone sculpture.
He thought that the shadow in front of him was most likely the gravekeeper.
Then whose tomb is he guarding?
No one knows the answer to this question.
Just at this moment, the shadowy figure spoke. His voice was deep and powerful, like the morning bell of an ancient temple, rich and powerful, floating far away.
It fell into the ears of everyone, and people's hearts and minds also resonated with it at this moment.
"Welcome to the God's Tomb. I am the guardian of the entrance to the God's Tomb and also your examiner."
"You now have one hour to choose to join this assessment, or choose to leave."
Everyone looked stunned.
They didn't know why the fairy mountain became a tomb of gods.
They started discussing in low voices.
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that it was exactly as he had guessed.
He did not talk in a low voice like others, nor did he remain silent like others.
Instead, he walked forward a few steps and talked to the shadow in front of him in front of Changkong.
"Excuse me, whose tomb is this? Can you tell us?"
Upon hearing this, the blue shadow locked its gaze on Ye Tingmu, sizing him up and down. After a moment of silence, it replied, "No comment."
"Uh..." Ye Tingmu was speechless, but unwilling to give up, he continued to ask: "Then you can at least tell me what the assessment you mentioned is, or in other words, what benefits can I get after the assessment is over?"
This is the key point.
Everything is about profit. You didn’t tell me who set the assessment. I don’t know what the content of the assessment is and what the ultimate goal is.
What is this test about?
You can't just go into it blindly, you have to know the benefits.
"Young man of the human race, you seem to be talking too much?"
Ye Tingmu did not expect such an answer. It seemed that this phantom had independent thinking consciousness, otherwise it would not have asked himself this question.
He frowned, then spread his hands, "So, can you answer?"
The blue shadow was silent for a moment, then said, "You are the first trial participant who dares to ask me a question. I can answer this question."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "I'm in charge of the assessment. Those who pass can enter the Divine Tomb. Those who fail the assessment will die."
After the words fell, there was no more sound.
Ye Tingmu was numb.
"That's it?"
"I'm just the guardian of the gate to the God's Tomb. That's all I know. If you want to know what the final reward is, then you must first defeat me and then continue on. As long as you survive, you will get the answer you seek."
Ye Tingmu nodded, he understood.
In other words, they have not actually reached the so-called fairy mountain yet. If they want to enter the fairy mountain, they have to pass the first level set by the blue shadow in front of them.
As for the final reward, it is not difficult to guess. Since it is an assessment and this is a cemetery, the purpose is to select the heir.
The final reward is probably the inheritance of the owner of this divine tomb.
What he was curious about was that this was not the first time the fairy mountain was opened, and it was not the first time that there were survivors. So why was there so little news about the fairy mountain? This was what puzzled him the most.
After all, although the interval between the opening of the fairy mountain is very long, there are many old guys who have lived for more than 100,000 years in these three days.
It's impossible that I know nothing, so there should be only one possibility, that is, the memory of this place may be erased to some extent.
Erasing the memories of so many people, or causing confusion in the memories of so many people, is enough to show that the owner of this divine tomb is definitely more powerful than the Immortal Emperor, and may even be an Immortal Lord.
Just as he was thinking, the blue shadow waved his hand, and a stream of energy fell from the sky, and finally split into eight and sank into the eight stone gates.
Then the ground began to shake slightly, and noises came from the eight stone gates.
“Crack, crack, crack!”
Accompanied by falling dust and crackling sounds.
Eight stone gates slowly rose upwards.
Finally opened completely.
There were sounds of "bang!" and "bang!!".
"Look, the door is open."
"Is it time to start?"
"I have a bad feeling. Once I go in, I won't be able to get out."
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