“I feel it. After waiting so long, it’s finally here.”
The other members of the Secret Cave Saints spoke in unison.
“Those bastards from the All-Heavens Sect have a grudge against Brother Asura and even tried to kill him.”
“Though Brother Asura is gone, we’ll settle this score for him,” said the leader of the Secret Cave Saints.
“Big Brother, tell us, what should we do?”
The others asked.
“Naturally, we won’t let them have it easy.”
The leader of the Secret Cave Saints said viciously.
…
At this moment, above the tomb of the Demon-Slaying Emperor, a golden auspicious cloud rolled in from the distance like a tide in the sky.
The scene was spectacular.
But in reality, it wasn’t a golden cloud—it was a powerful defensive force formed by concentrated martial energy.
Within that force was the vast army of the All-Heavens Sect.
Leading them was the sect’s Grand Elder, Tuoba Cheng’an.
However, those arriving weren’t just from the All-Heavens Sect. Another group accompanied them.
This group was massive, far outnumbering the All-Heavens Sect, with at least nearly a hundred thousand people.
They wore uniform black robes, hoods, and masks.
The masks were eerie, like those of death warriors, standing neatly behind the All-Heavens Sect’s army.
Besides the All-Heavens Sect and the black-robed army, two individuals stood at Tuoba Cheng’an’s sides.
Both were elderly men, each with distinct features.
One had long yellow hair and a yellow beard, his hair cascading like a waterfall, stretching a hundred meters into the void.
The other wore a hair crown but had a fiery red beard that flared outward, giving him a fierce appearance.
They weren’t from the All-Heavens Sect, as they lacked the sect’s tokens at their waists.
Instead, they wore spiritist robes.
The robes shimmered with holy-level barrier power, and not just any—Dragon Mark level.
These were two Dragon Mark Holy Robe Spiritists.
The yellow-haired one was named Huang Longhe.
The red-bearded one was Ouyang Chuan.
Neither hailed from the All-Heavens Starfield. They were hired at great expense by the All-Heavens Sect from other starfields to open the Demon-Slaying Emperor’s tomb.
“Masters Huang and Ouyang, below us lies the Demon-Slaying Emperor’s tomb.”
“You’ve both seen the method to open it.”
“This is the Array-Breaking Compass, designed specifically to find flaws in the tomb’s barriers. It took us years to acquire.”
Tuoba Cheng’an handed an ancient bronze compass to the two spiritist masters.
The usually domineering Grand Elder showed utmost humility before these two.
“The Demon-Slaying Emperor was an interesting one.”
“He scattered various treasures across the world to open his tomb, as if inviting people to do so.”
“If that’s the case, why make it so complicated? Why not just open the tomb’s barrier?” Master Huang said.
“Who cares? I’m only concerned about the reward,” Master Ouyang said, glancing at Tuoba Cheng’an.
“Masters, the reward is ready.”
“Here’s half, as agreed.”
“The other half will be paid once we obtain the treasures from the Demon-Slaying Emperor’s tomb.”
Tuoba Cheng’an handed over two Qiankun bags.
After inspecting them, the two nodded in satisfaction.
“Masters, can we begin?”
Tuoba Cheng’an asked.
He was eager to see what treasures lay within the Demon-Slaying Emperor’s tomb.
After all, the All-Heavens Sect had invested immense wealth and effort over the years for this.
With so much at stake, he hoped for a rich return and firmly believed the tomb wouldn’t disappoint.
“Are just the two of us acting?”
“Or is the other one you invited just here to watch the show?”
Master Huang glanced back as he spoke.
There stood a war chariot.
The black chariot was adorned with red bells that jingled in the wind, emitting eerie wails, unsettlingly strange.
The chariot was odd enough, but the beasts pulling it were even stranger.
Thirty-one deer-like creatures, not particularly large, but skinless, their bloodied forms grotesque.
Most striking were their red eyes and sharp, protruding teeth.
These ferocious beasts pulled the eerie chariot, striking fear into anyone who saw them.
Yet the chariot’s doors and windows were sealed, hiding whoever was inside.
On the chariot hung a blood-red flag.
The flag bore four large characters: Blood Mist Heavenly Sovereign!!!
“I never imagined the All-Heavens Sect would even invite the Blood Mist Heavenly Sovereign.”
Inside the Demon-Slaying Emperor’s tomb, the Secret Cave Saints watched through a barrier mirror, seeing not only the outside but also piercing through the golden cloud to view the All-Heavens Sect’s army.
They had crafted this mirror to observe the All-Heavens Sect’s movements.
Having gained the upper hand and the Demon-Slaying Emperor’s approval, they felt in control within the tomb.
To them, the All-Heavens Sect was like shrimp about to be caught in a net, ready to be toyed with or slaughtered.
So, they watched with a mocking attitude.
But when they saw the Blood Mist Heavenly Sovereign’s chariot, their voices changed.
Their tones were filled with fear.
