"It's come back to life?" Ye Fan was also surprised.
"This is bad." Duan De felt a chill run down his spine. For someone who aspired to excavate the tombs of ancient emperors, there was nothing worse than a corpse rising from the dead.
This kind of thing is often not considered life, not quite alive, but not completely dead either. It is very troublesome, and it is fearless of death, making it extremely difficult to deal with.
Although the Black Emperor rejected the Great Emperor Wushi's conjecture, Cao Ya proposed the conjecture of the Primordial Ancestral King.
However, the Primordial Ancestor King was a sage!
How could an ordinary saint have lived to this day?
"Sage Cao, what is that thing?" Ye Fan asked in a low voice.
“The Primordial Ancestral King,” Cao Ya replied.
Although the old blind man's nickname contained the word "blind," his eyesight was actually better than Ye Fan's and the others; he saw through the fog and recognized the true form.
Duan De also opened his Yin-Yang Heavenly Eye in an instant, saw through the origin, and immediately jumped up, while a layer of small goosebumps appeared all over his body.
"Damn it, it really is an ancient ancestral king. This is a huge problem." Duan De sensed something was wrong.
Ye Fan also felt a chill run down his spine. In front of him was a genuine ancient being. Once he opened his divine eyes or heavenly eyes, he could clearly see its true form.
"A bunch of cowards, what are you afraid of?! Watch me!" Black King's fur gleamed with a ghostly light, and he raised his head proudly, saying he was going to go up, but his feet moved so slowly that even a snail could crawl faster than him.
Ye Fan, Duan De, and the old blind man, all six of them, revealed expressions of disdain.
This is even more shameless than them.
Cao Ya was equally speechless. You only realize how awful these guys are when you actually meet them.
Of course, Cao Ya also understood that they were trustworthy when it came to matters of principle.
Otherwise, how could they dare to venture deep into the Purple Mountain Tomb to excavate the ancient sages of the human race and fight against the resurgent ancient races?
He looked at the figure.
The platform was shrouded in mist, yet it could not conceal the aura emanating from him. His killing intent was terrifying. Although he was in human form, he had twenty-four pairs of wings. His skin was wrinkled and piled up, bumpy and uneven, making him look as if he were about to pass away.
He was very tall, sitting cross-legged on the platform with his back ramrod straight. His eyes were frightening and even creepy as he stared intently at them.
This is an ancient being that is old and frail, with all its hair gone, but it is very sinister, like an ancient demon god, with a strong murderous aura.
"Don't be afraid, he's going to die. It looks like he's about to pass away and can't deal with us anymore," Duan De comforted himself.
Upon seeing Cao Ya ahead, he immediately felt confident.
What's there to be afraid of? It's not like we don't have saints.
"Roar~~~"
Suddenly, a deep demonic howl rang out, and the aged ancient being on the platform pounced forward, attacking mercilessly with devastating force. The overwhelming aura of a saint surged forth like a star field transformed into an ocean.
The pressure was unimaginable!
The Primordial Ancestor King is an alternative name for a sage in the Primordial Era.
A single drop of a saint's essence blood could annihilate a powerful being. As they attacked, apart from Cao Ya, Duan De, the Blind Man, and the Black Emperor all cried out, feeling as if they were suffocating.
Ye Fan felt somewhat better while controlling the Holy Shell, but he was still apprehensive. Just as he was about to use the Holy Shell to attack, suddenly—
brush!
A sword light flew out, black in color, yet carrying a multifaceted quality of softness, sharpness, and dreamlike quality, gracefully gliding through the void before slashing down with a single strike.
There was no trace of aura involved; it was just a light, effortless sword strike.
puff!
The ancient ancestral king, who was nearing death, momentarily lost his composure, only to be struck down by the black sword light. Silently, the ancient ancestral king was instantly cleaved in two.
The two severed bodies did not splatter any blood or bone fragments; instead, they transformed into a beam of light and vanished into the air.
Transformation!
Everyone was stunned.
"I understand now. When we came in, he was already in the process of transforming into a Dao cultivator and was already beyond saving," Ye Fan said with sudden realization.
Duan De and the old blind man retrieved the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar, the weapon of the Ruthless Great Emperor, which they were about to unleash.
They looked at Cao Ya with surprise in their eyes.
At the same time, they were secretly relieved that, according to the Black Emperor's guidance, they had managed to find Sage Cao Ya in advance. Otherwise, a Sage, even one who had reached the Dao Transformation stage, would have caused them great trouble.
However, a powerful Primordial Ancestral King was so easily killed by Cao Ya Saint with a single sword strike...
That was a saint! Even though he had begun to transform into a Daoist being, a saint's hair could crush a mountain, and his essence and blood could kill a powerful being...
Even now, they all felt as if they were in a dream, as if it were unreal.
One sentence popped into their minds simultaneously:
Cao Ya, the Sage, is definitely more than just a fourth-level Immortal Sage!
"Sage Cao, that's... the legacy of the Ancient Emperor Taiyin?!" The Black Emperor had followed the Great Emperor Wushi and had a broader perspective. He sensed the details of Cao Ya's sword light, but he was not sure. The artistic conception contained in that sword light left him confused.
"The Ancient Emperor of Taiyin?!" Ye Fan, Duan De, and the old blind man gasped in shock.
In the history of humankind, there are two people who cannot be bypassed.
One is the Ancient Emperor of the Sun, and the other is the Ancient Emperor of the Moon.
Later generations of human emperors, when creating their own ancient scriptures, all unanimously referred to the "Ancient Emperor Scripture of the Sun" and the "Ancient Emperor Scripture of the Moon".
It turns out that Sage Cao Ya is actually a descendant of the Ancient Emperor Taiyin. No wonder he is so powerful.
They suddenly realized.
"Yes and no," Cao Ya laughed. "What I cultivate is the Taiyin Sword Manual, not the Taiyin Ancient Emperor Scripture. It is said that this was created by the personal disciple of the Taiyin Ancient Emperor. As for whether this rumor is true or false, I don't know."
That sword strike, besides utilizing the power of the "Taiyin Sword Manual," also employed the profound mysteries of the water system laws of the "Panlong" universe, such as the mysteries of roundness and gentleness, and the mysteries of the water element.
Otherwise, how could he kill an ancient ancestral king with a single sword strike if he had not yet become a saint?
[Panlong] The profound power of the laws of the universe has initially reached the fourth level, equivalent to the Great Sage of the [Covering the Sky] universe.
Fortunately, the Taiyin Sword Manual belongs to the extreme Yin category, and its water-based laws are similar, so they can be integrated.
If I, the [Panlong], could comprehend the hidden Yin-Yang rules in that subordinate universe...
What are you thinking? Even with my profound understanding of the Metal Element Law from "Nine Cauldrons" and "Peerless Supreme," I haven't grasped it, let alone the Yin-Yang rules…
Cao Ya shook his head inwardly, trying to clear his mind of distractions.
He was born and grew up in the era of the Devouring Emperor. He had only heard of the Devouring Emperor's divine powers, but had never actually seen them.
This "Taiyin Sword Manual" was also obtained by chance.
Because of the profound and mysterious water element laws of the Panlong universe, Cao Ya felt that he should be about to attain sainthood.
But this place is clearly not a good location for a breakthrough.
We'll talk about it once we get outside...
Cao Ya muttered to himself, "Becoming an emperor is something I never dared to dream of—back then, there was already the Devouring Emperor whose might dominated the universe, and only one emperor could be made in a lifetime—becoming a saint is my goal."
Inside the Zishan Tomb, there was a deathly silence. Apart from the dusty palaces and pavilions, there was nothing there. Clearly, it was not the deepest part of Zishan, nor the place where the Great Emperor Wushi passed away.
Cao Ya took a few steps ahead, then suddenly stopped, looking somewhat embarrassed.
Although he was strong in martial arts, he knew nothing about divination, feng shui, or geomancy.
"Sage Cao, this way," Ye Fan said, tracing the path of the source vein and observing the terrain.
The old blind man's tortoise shell crackled and popped as he continuously performed divination.
Duan De walked around, stopping frequently to observe the feng shui.
"The three of you together is absolutely amazing," Black Emperor laughed, enjoying himself while slacking off in the back.
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