Damn, if I could really find the Demon Emperor’s tomb before the demon cultivators and obtain his inheritance, that would definitely be an extremely exciting thing.

Thinking about the expressions on the faces of those Demon Lords and Lords at that time, Yang Zhen became a little impatient.

The Saint of Nine Dragons looked at the excitement on the faces of Yang Zhen and Jianmao, and even Sao Ji was flapping its wings, as if things had already been done and all that was left was to appreciate the expressions of Chen Xiaotian and the others. That strange feeling almost made the Saint of Nine Dragons think that Yang Zhen already knew where the Demon Emperor's tomb was.

Seeing the fanciful expressions on the three people's faces, the Nine Dragon Saint's face darkened, and he coughed lightly and said, "I have to remind you that we still don't know where the Demon Emperor's Tomb is."

Not only do they not know where the Demon Emperor's Tomb is, they don't even know when it will erupt.

If they knew, the demon cultivators would definitely send more manpower. Even if they weren't overwhelming, the demonic energy would definitely be so widespread that it would cover the sky and the sun.

Hearing what the Nine Dragon Saint said, the mean cat's expression froze, and he muttered to himself: "Damn it, after talking for so long, I still haven't found the Emperor's Tomb. It's a waste of expression."

At this point, Jianmao turned to look at Yang Zhen and asked, "Boy, are you sure you can find the Emperor's Tomb before they finish fighting?"

Yang Zhen glared and said unhappily, "You think I'm a know-it-all in the martial arts world? I just figured out where the Emperor's Tomb is now."

The mean cat was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Then why did you laugh so meanly just now?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "Who said we can't rehearse before we find the Emperor's Tomb?"

The mean cat looked speechless, just stared and didn't intend to talk to Yang Zhen anymore.

Jiulong Saint laughed bitterly and said, "Based on what you just said, Demon Lord Shuya and Lord Chen Xiaotian will not fight to the death with the people of Sudi Palace. They will know it after fighting for a while. Lord Chen Xiaotian will not let you go. Even those people in Sudi Palace may have regarded you as a thorn in their eyes."

Yang Zhen waved his hand indifferently and said, "There are already many people who regard me as a thorn in their side, and I don't care about Su Digong."

At this point, Yang Zhen suddenly said, "I remember now. The two guys, Demon Lord and Lord, went to cause trouble for the Su Emperor's Palace. There were no demon cultivators around him. Obviously, those demon cultivators did not follow them. They must be guarding somewhere. As long as we find these people, why should we worry about not being able to find the Emperor's Tomb?"

The mean cat jumped three feet high, laughed loudly, and said, "What are we waiting for? Let's look for it quickly. Once we find it, we can do something."

As for stirring up trouble, Jianmao has always been keen on it and never gets tired of it. Yang Zhen also wanted to see what was inside the Demon Emperor's tomb, so he simply said, "Wait for me, I'll see if I can find those demon cultivators."

Slug Bank Mountain is a very small place. Yang Zhen searched the rest of the place and suddenly his eyes lit up. He laughed and said, "I found it. Follow me!"

After saying that, Yang Zhen jumped off the Tianhu. This guy was too big and the target was too obvious, so it was not suitable for him to do things secretly.

The Holy Lord of Nine Dragons had a strange look on his face, and then the excited Cat jumped down.

Seeing that the mean cat also jumped down, Yang Zhen's eyes almost popped out, and he said in surprise and doubt: "Damn, when did you learn to fly?"

The mean cat looked very proud and said, "Boy, tell me, is there anything else that I can't learn...wait, you said...fly?"

As he spoke, the mean cat looked down in confusion, and saw himself falling. He let out a wail and kicked his four legs wildly.

"Fuck, hurry up and save me, I can't fly, Saoji... Saoji, where are you?"

Watching the cat's tail swinging quickly, Yang Zhen wanted to see if the legendary cat that could not be killed by falling was true. However, now was not the time to waste. After giving the cat a cold look, he grabbed it and the cat flew across the sky and landed on Yang Zhen's shoulder.

After landing on Yang Zhen's shoulder, the mean cat was so scared that its fur stood up, and its face was full of fear. It looked at Yang Zhen's feet, wailed, and pulled Yang Zhen's clothes and said, "Damn it, I was scared to death."

The Holy Lord of Nine Dragons looked at the cheap cat with a ridiculous look on his face. He wondered if this bastard would become the first spiritual beast to die from falling since ancient times if he fell to his death.

Seeing that the two bastards, Bian Mao and Sao Ji, were about to fight in mid-air, Yang Zhen immediately pulled Bian Mao back and said, "Okay, stop it. We don't have much time."

The mean cat gave up and looked at Yang Zhen excitedly, asking, "How far is it?"

Yang Zhen grinned and said, "After searching everywhere for something, I finally found it. I never thought that these people would do evil things right under our noses!"

"Under our noses?" The mean cat and the Nine Dragon Saint were both stunned, and then they suddenly widened their eyes and said, "Right below?"

Yang Zhen snapped his fingers and said, "You will cooperate with me in a play later. Remember to put your heart into the performance and don't act too fake."

After instructing the Saint of Nine Dragons, Yang Zhen threw the cheap cat onto his shoulder and rushed down, screaming as he ran. His screams were so miserable and hysterical that he almost broke his voice.

"You bastard, you're still my Scorpio!"

A look of fury appeared on the face of the Nine Dragon Saint. He roared and leaped towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, turned around and said, "What Dao Zun Dao Lord, it's still me who broke the heavenly prohibition and destroyed Scorpio, come and chase me if you have the guts."

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The fury on the face of the Nine Dragon Saint became even more intense, and as he leaped forward, nine mad dragons roared to the sky, shaking the surrounding heaven and earth.

The energy waves from Yang Zhen's body were even more terrifying. Amidst his roars that shook the sky, Qiongqi Tianxu roared angrily. Waves of violent force shattered the surrounding space, and turbulent currents in the void emerged.

Seeing two powerful Taoist cultivators rushing towards them from mid-air, the demon cultivators hiding on the ground were all confused. They stared at the two of them blankly, not knowing what was going on.

"This...what should we do?"

A demon cultivator covered in a black robe had bloodshot eyes as he stared at Yang Zhen and Nine Dragon Saint and asked blankly.

The faces of the surrounding demon cultivators were all bewildered. One of them spoke up, "The Lord asked us to guard the Emperor's Tomb and didn't let us cause any trouble. This is clearly an internal fight between two Taoist cultivators. We just need to turn a blind eye. As long as the two don't destroy the Emperor's Tomb, we will just pretend that we didn't see it."

The rest of the people nodded and hid themselves, even restraining the demonic energy in their bodies.

Jiulong Saint watched as the dark masses of demon cultivators on the ground all disappeared, with a look of worry on his face. He said in a voice transmission: "Boy, if those demon cultivators come out to stop us, we won't be able to kill them all with just the two of us!"

Yang Zhen grinned and said in a voice transmission: "Watch me!"

After saying that, Yang Zhen roared and said to the Nine Dragon Saint: "Damn it, I'm already a Taoist, and you're still chasing me. Look at me, the invincible Thunderbolt Second Battalion Commander, the wild poison gas dissipates."

Boom! A loud and earth-shattering sound was heard, Yang Zhen shattered the void, smashing an entire mountain, and endless Yang dust rose up in the sky. After the array plate was scattered around, not to mention the naked eye, even the power of spiritual consciousness was blocked.

The figures of the Nine Dragon Saint and Yang Zhen suddenly disappeared under the gazes of countless demon cultivators.

"Oh no, I've been fooled!"

Someone shouted, and countless demon cultivators rushed out together, but there was no trace of Yang Zhen and others.

(End of this chapter)