Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Emperor’s Blood
Ji Chen did not immediately turn and flee; instead, he gazed into the distance.
He saw the powerhouses from the Void and other Sacred Lands entangled in a fight with the so-called corpse puppets.
These corpse puppets were beings that had been dead for an unknown number of years; their bodies long decayed, leaving only a skeleton.
Onward in both the left and right directions, the teams of the Human Race and Ancient Race respectively encountered swarms of corpse puppets.
These corpse puppets lacked intelligence and had long perished, akin to the living dead; ordinary means could not destroy them, thus causing significant troubles for the experts of the Human Race and Ancient Race.
"Boom!"
An elder sprang up into the air, pressing down with a mighty hand of the void, causing the entire space to tremble.
Yet, under this strike, the corpse puppets were merely knocked away, quickly rising from the ground again.
"These beings died many years ago, and their bones have been transformed by the Emperor’s Essence, as hard as Divine Iron, ordinary methods can’t harm them." Someone frowned, a heavy expression on their face.
"Let me do it!"
An old man with white hair snorted coldly and stepped forward, holding an Iron Sword, swinging it without further ado.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
The energy erupted, extremely astonishing, as if the space itself was cleaved in two.
The next moment, in front of the old man, a skeleton rushing towards him was not only sliced back but the entire frame was shattered, falling to the ground as pieces of broken bone.
"Holy Weapon?"
Everyone was surprised, joy appearing on their faces.
Because this indicated that these corpse puppets were not impossible to kill.
However, at the same time, they began to feel troubled.
Killing these corpse puppets required the use of a Holy Weapon, which seemed excessively demanding.
Under heaven, how many have a Holy Weapon in hand?
And now, within Li Yuan’s Tomb, only the top powerhouses from the Sacred Lands and Di Race brought holy weapons, right?
"The presence of these corpse puppets indicates that the Emperor’s Tomb is not far from us. Everyone, do not waste time, let’s work together to repel these corpse puppets first."
The elder spoke; he was a powerhouse from the Void Sacred Land. The Iron Sword in his hand looked unremarkable, even bearing fissures and dents on the blade.
But everyone could feel a vaguely mysterious sacred might emanating from this Iron Sword, alarming all.
Soon, more people stood out behind the elder, all similar to the former, bringing out their own weapons, all of which were Holy Weapons.
These individuals had extraordinary backgrounds and identities, being either Supreme Elders from a Sacred Land or Saint Master Level powerhouses from a Di Race; they had joined forces to explore Li Yuan’s Tomb.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Amazing energy throbbed, and with a Holy Weapon paving the way, numerous corpse puppets were destroyed and collapsed, unable to maintain a formation.
In another direction, the powerhouses of the Ancient Race also brought out their Ancestral King’s Weapon, advancing as if walking on level ground.
In the end, the two teams carved a bloody path, annihilating hundreds of corpse puppets, which turned into piles of broken bones.
During this process, Ji Chen, like most Loose Cultivators, followed far behind these top forces, continuing to advance into the mountains.
He couldn’t help but narrow his eyes, sensing the terrifying power of the Holy Weapons and Ancestral King’s Weapons, while marveling at the profound background of these major forces, who had brought so many Sacred Artifacts into the mountains this time.
Soon, after advancing about dozens of miles more, everyone arrived in front of a valley.
The powerhouses of the Ancient Race and Human Race stopped here, not proceeding into the valley immediately.
Because everyone could feel an inexplicable special energy within the valley, unsettling their hearts.
"What is this?"
Just as everyone was pausing to observe their surroundings, someone suddenly seemed to discover something.
At the entrance to the valley, there was a patch of blood on the ground.
Even though this blood had long dried, it still appeared exceptionally fresh, as if it had just recently spilled there.
"Such terrifying energy..."
Some elder characters stepped forward to examine it closely, feeling the indistinct might emanating from the bloodstains.
"It’s Emperor’s Blood!"
Moments later, they reached this conclusion, an expression of utter shock on their faces.
An ancient race elder spoke, "Judging by the traces, this should be blood left from a weapon injury."
Upon these words, everyone couldn’t help but be astonished.
The Ancient Emperors were supreme, the strongest beings in existence, their bodies nearly eternal and indestructible. It’s said that even a single hair from them could crush a vast region, their might comparable to Holy Weapons.
Such a being, it’s hard to imagine what under heaven could wound them.
Now, with a patch of Emperor’s Blood appearing here, long dried over unknown years, yet still exuding threadlike might from the Ancient Emperor, it’s imaginable how terrifying the Emperor is.
After lingering outside the valley for a while, finally, those powerhouses of major forces continued advancing, heading into the valley.
Following them, Loose Cultivators like Ji Chen naturally did not leave but instead followed them in.
"Buzz!"
No sooner had Ji Chen stepped into the valley than he unmistakably felt an inexplicable force settle upon him.
This force was incredibly amazing, like some sort of Forbidden Power, which completely suppressed his cultivation all at once.
Of course, it wasn’t just Ji Chen; at this moment, everyone who entered the valley experienced the same.
"Let’s hope nothing goes awry, or else within this valley without using spiritual power..."
Many frowned, unease dwelling in their hearts.
Some more fearful individuals retreated out of the valley.
But most chose to continue advancing into the valley.
Along the way, everyone became particularly cautious. This place, impossible to use spiritual power, implied their loss of self-defense. Any mishap could cost them their lives.
Thankfully, everything progressed without incident, advancing smoothly for several miles, without anything occurring.
However, as they moved forward, they found several more spots of dried blood on the ground, which upon examination, were determined not all to be Ancient Emperor’s Blood, but mingled with the aura of a Great Saint.
"What exactly happened here? Ancient Emperor’s Blood spattered across miles, and a Great Saint also passed through this place."
Everyone’s heart grew more uneasy, feeling a growing sense of foreboding that somewhere within the depths of this valley lay some unknown great terror.