One of the fatter demon cultivators showed a trace of impatience on his face and said, "We have been guarding this remote place all day long, but in the end, we have nothing to do. I have had enough of this kind of life."

The other demon cultivator looked stern and said hurriedly, "Don't talk nonsense. If the Lord hears, will you be able to save your life?"

As he spoke, the demon cultivator seemed to realize that there were not many people around. He sighed and said, "But then again, this kind of life is really depressing. We can't do anything. Even if the Emperor's Tomb is really here, once it erupts, we won't get any benefits. We may even have to fight with those self-righteous Taoists for our lives. It's really not worth it."

Yang Zhen and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. This was the first time they had seen a demon cultivator who was waiting so passively. It was conceivable that the saying "you do your job as a monk" was indeed a metaphor. There were such people who just lived off the fat of the land in all occupations.

The Saint of Nine Dragons snorted lightly, and no one knew what he was thinking. He had no good feelings towards the evil cultivator. If Yang Zhen hadn't stopped him, he might have rushed out and killed him to pieces.

However, there are too many demon cultivators here. Even if they stand there and let the Nine Dragon Saint kill them, it will probably take the Nine Dragon Saint until Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya return.

At this time, the slightly fat demon cultivator snorted coldly and said, "Who said it wasn't true? You and I are both Saint Venerables after all. With this level of cultivation, we can walk around freely and happily in the main world today. Isn't it better than waiting to die in this deep mountain forest?"

“That’s enough!”

Another demon cultivator said impatiently, "It's fine to just complain a little. The Lord has repeatedly warned us not to let anyone get close to the valley ahead. It's our bad luck. Let's go and see if those two bastards have gone in, so we can go back and report as soon as possible."

Underground, the Holy Lord of Nine Dragons looked at Yang Zhen with surprise. Yang Zhen showed a smug expression on his face and blinked at the cheap cat.

The mean cat pouted and grumbled, saying, "Next time I bet with you, I won't call Harry Potter Extra Big!"

Jiulong Saint was stunned and asked in surprise: "What does it mean that the Harry Wave is particularly large?"

"It's a popular name, don't worry about it!"

Yang Zhen waved his hand, signaling the Nine Dragon Saint to be silent.

"Boy, what are you waiting for? Now that we know the emperor's tomb is right in front, let's hurry over and grab it!" The mean cat urged impatiently.

Yang Zhen glared and said, "I really don't know how you have survived for so many years. If there is nothing strange here, why would the demon cultivators stay so far away?"

At this moment, a faint sobbing sound like the howling of ghosts and wolves was heard. Even though Yang Zhen was so brave, he was scared to the point of getting goose bumps all over his body.

The sound was like the faint sobbing of the wind, and like the murmur of an evil ghost coming from the underworld. In just a moment, everyone felt the temperature around them drop a lot, and they shivered together.

The mean cat jumped onto Yang Zhen's shoulder with a cry, stared at the surroundings and said, "What the hell is that?"

Yang Zhen and the Saint of Nine Dragons looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

There was a strange aura in this valley, and the two of them couldn't figure out what it was.

After all, it was the Demon Emperor's Tomb, so it was normal for it to be in danger. Otherwise, it would have been dug up by Demon Lord Shu Ya and Lord Chen Xiaotian. Why would we have to wait for the Emperor's Tomb to erupt? Just as the Nine Dragon Saint was about to speak, he was stopped by Yang Zhen, and he immediately heard the conversation between the two demon cultivators outside.

"Every time I come here, I feel creepy. I really don't know why someone would choose such a haunted place to die. Is this really a place of sky burial as the rumors say?"

Sky burial site?

Hearing this, Yang Zhen showed a strange look on his face. He turned to look at the Holy Lord of Nine Dragons and the cheap cat and was immediately surprised.

The two guys looked a little ugly, especially the Saint of Nine Dragons, who almost pulled Yang Zhen and wanted to walk out.

Yang Zhen asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? Is there anything special about the sky burial site?"

The mean cat patted Yang Zhen's shoulder and said, "Boy, let's go back. These bastards dared to come to the Sky Burial Ground. I am really impatient."

Yang Zhen took a breath. Even the cheap cat said so. It was obvious that this sky burial site was not an ordinary place.

I don’t know why, but Yang Zhen’s curiosity grew stronger, as if there was something interesting in here.

Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, Jiulong Saint said in a deep voice: "Boy, the Sky Burial Ground is not an ordinary forbidden place. It is said that the man died in the Sky Burial Ground. I just didn't expect that the Sky Burial Ground would appear here."

"The guy who slayed three hundred and sixty heavenly tribulations?" Yang Zhen was stunned. He didn't expect to hear news about that man again.

Yang Zhen has always felt that the guy was a mysterious person who was hard to guess. It seemed that he was everywhere, but he was only in the Saint Realm and had not yet broken through to the Emperor Realm.

This shouldn't be the case. So many emperor-level masters didn't jump like him. Who is this guy ? In the Sky Burial Ground, even the cheap cat and the Nine Dragon Saint had a solemn look in their eyes. What is he doing here? Square dancing? At this time, the demon cultivator above suddenly said, "If this is really the Sky Burial Ground, then none of us can think of returning alive."

"The Lord said that even if it is a sky burial site, with the Emperor's Tomb there, it is not without any life. As long as we wait for the right opportunity to go in, there will be no problem at all."

"Do you believe this?"

"So what if you don't believe it? Now that the Lord is not here, do you dare to leave?"

"Are you kidding me? Am I that kind of person?"

Seeing that the two were getting further and further away from the topic, Yang Zhen jumped up and came behind them and asked, "Two fellow villagers, can I trouble you to ask for directions?"

The two men were horrified and waved their hands casually. A terrifying demonic energy swept over and enveloped Yang Zhen in the blink of an eye.

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However, the screams that the two imagined did not come, but instead they looked up with a look of horror.

In mid-air, a large cover appeared out of nowhere and enveloped the two of them.

Yang Zhen had disappeared, but the shield was getting smaller and smaller. No matter how the two attacked, no sound was heard.

It was not until the two of them stopped and looked coldly at Yang Zhen outside the cover that Yang Zhen grinned and disappeared again.

When Yang Zhen appeared in front of them again, their expressions were much more relaxed.

I can’t beat him anyway!

"Where is this place?" Yang Zhen asked.

The two looked at each other. Before they could speak, Yang Zhen grinned and said, "Believe me, I, Ye Liangchen, have a hundred ways to make you speak the truth, but it's just that some of them are not very pleasant. Fortunately, I, Ye Liangchen, am a kind person, so... you know what to say."

"This is the place of sky burial!" The slightly fat demon cultivator took a deep breath and said to Yang Zhen while staring at him.

"When will the Emperor's Tomb erupt?" Yang Zhen asked, staring into the two people's eyes.

The two demon cultivators who had just accepted their fate suddenly grinned and said to Yang Zhen silently in a sinister tone: "Die!"

Yang Zhen's face changed and he slapped the two demon cultivators.

Boom! The ground shook, and the entire valley seemed to be trembling.

No one expected that the two demon cultivators would self-destruct over a disagreement.

The expressions of the Nine Dragon Saint and the Cheap Cat nearby changed drastically and they rushed into the canyon in a hurry.

"Don't come over here!"

As Yang Zhen's voice was just heard, a humming sound like the breathing of heaven and earth was heard, and a blood moon slowly rose in the canyon.

(End of this chapter)