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Although Yan Xiaobao was moving forward one room after another, his body could not control his speed. During the flight, his body was no longer bound by the beam, allowing him to grab what he passed by. Despite his best efforts, he still left a room full of treasures because he could not slow down to pick anything. In particular, the pills he left injured Yan Xiaobao's heart.

His flight in the room was completed quickly, but even at his speed, Yan Xiaobao spent several hours flying from room to room. Soon he completely numbed the size of the grave he entered.

His flight made a good flight for him seven hours before the speed finally dropped, and the young man fell from the sky to the ground of the grave. But the thought of the golden Wuwei wings appearing on his back made him fall gracefully to the ground.

Landing, Yan Xiaobao looked around in an instant. Behind him was the huge door he passed by, which returned to many rooms, filled with treasures he passed by. The walls passing through most of the rooms, more doors looked exactly the same as the one he passed through; apparently, these doors led to other tunnels full of treasures, just like the one he entered.

These gates led to other tunnels, just like the rooms where Huiyue passed, it was not difficult to guess, but Yan Xiaobao was confused about why there were twenty entrances. At the entrance to the grave, there were only fourteen tunnels in total. As for where the last six came from, Yan Xiaobao didn't know.

No other door was opened except the one he came from. The doors were arranged at the back of the room, and when Yan Xiaobao looked forward, he saw a huge door; one so huge that Yan Xiaobao felt his heart race only from its sight. It seemed to be two hundred meters high and stretched to the ceiling, at least three hundred meters wide.

There is no way to see how this door opens because it seems difficult to penetrate; no matter how they practice, it seems to prevent anyone from moving forward.

"We need to wait here for the other saints to appear," Lan Feng pondered slowly. "Even if we combine our own power, we cannot open this door by ourselves. We need the help of at least ten saints to break it. I realize that its sealed energy is undoubtedly the world power of our ancestors. I think we are going to enter the interior of the grave," Lan Feng said not only to Yan Xiaobao, but also to himself.

Yan Xiaobao nodded and sat on the ground to start farming. He realized that it would take some time for other experts to reach this conference room, especially considering that he had already flown here so easily. This time was best suited to reach his peak. Only after doing so could he be able to look at his treasures calmly, knowing that he could protect the treasures he collected.

Sitting under the dim light in the room, Yan Xiaobao was the most relaxed after entering the grave. There were obviously no traps around him. In the room where he was, Yin Leng Yin Yin energy was very common.

Sitting down, Yan Xiaobao was completely immersed in the cold energy and rushed into his body. He knew that he should spend some time browsing the treasures he had obtained along the way; however, he could not have been able to first fail to absorb sufficient energy into his body.

For thousands of years, energy has been stored in the room, full of energy, and even just breathing attracts a lot of energy into his body. It is as if he can absorb countless yin energy. Yan Xiaobao absorbs so much energy that he feels the yin and yang balance in his Wu Yin's heart is slowly moving; it quietly moves towards perfect balance. This is what he has wanted for a long time, and when he greedily absorbs energy into his body, a smile appeared on his face.

One day he walked another day, and soon three days passed, and Yan Xiaobao had not moved an inch. When the air in the room changed, he sat there motionlessly. On the first day it was already thick and filled with surprising cold yin energy, but now there was a slight warmth in the air. The warmth that gushed out from the young man slowly occupied the entire room.

As the fourth day ended, Yan Xiaobao opened his eyes and exhaled an old breath. He was completely focused on absorbing the yin energy in the room, and he finally successfully absorbed all of this.

Deep in his eyes was a cold glow that slowly melted as the young man claimed all the cold energy. A bright smile appeared on his face as he slowly stood up from the ground. His whole body was full of energy. He was currently at the top of the ninth star. He was so close to breaking into the emperor level; so close that once he managed to get past the final obstacle, he could almost feel the energy.

Yin's energy not only greatly improved his power, but also allowed him to perfectly balance the energy, Yin and Yang energy in his consciousness. After absorbing the energy of the Jing family, he no longer had the imbalance he experienced.

When he stood up, Yan Xiaobao stretched out his body and then picked up some stored stones containing many treasures he had grabbed along the way.

Looking at the room where the door was opened, he knew that the expert team was currently rushing towards him. They hurried through a room and finally reached the inner area of ​​the grave where he is now. When they are here, a fierce battle is likely to take place, but the Saints may also cooperate to open the heavy door behind him.

Sighing, Yan Xiaobao sat down and slowly opened the storage stone, and then he picked up another item. The first thing he saw was a leather scroll. Opening the scroll, he found a multi-faceted beast painting sealed by inscriptions. Looking at the sealed inscriptions, he found that they were very different from any inscriptions he had seen before.

"This seems to be some kind of soul shadow from another world," Lan Feng said slowly. "They are different from the soul shadow in our world. Not only that, their inscriptions are also patterns that I have never seen before."

"Then they are useless to me," Yan Xiaobao said in frustration, but Lan Feng quickly retorted. "Their value is far more than the shadow of the soul of our world!" he said loudly.

'This inscription is a sealed inscription, something you should learn. With it you can seal the creatures. The best thing is that no one knows these inscription patterns. They are indestructible to everyone.

When Yan Xiaobao heard this, his heart began to beating rapidly. He could seal other practitioners with inscriptions that no one else knew. Yan Xiaobao understood that he could no longer give up.

Without pulling out any other treasures, Yan Xiaobao sat on the ground again. When he poured Wu Wei and consciousness into the scroll, the leather scroll was in his hands. He observed that every sign in the inscription tried to understand and see through and understand this complex pattern.

Although Yan Xiaobao was able to understand the inscriptions one by one, he was still unable to completely determine how they worked together. Sealed inscriptions were difficult to understand; this was very profound, but the longer he studied it, the more he understood it.

It is not an inscription pattern, but five superimposed patterns on each other. Individually, these inscriptions are quite simple, with nothing but capturing the opponent, but if they are engraved in rapid succession, the inscriptions will become vivid and prove difficult to break. Of course everything is relative. If Yan Xiaobao uses his peak king energy to capture a saint, the saint can break free. However, even if it still requires considerable power and allows Yan Xiaobao to escape.

On the other hand, if Yan Xiaobao used Lan Feng's holy power, he should be able to capture and block other saints. The seal formation is simply amazing.

Now that Yan Xiaobao has understood the inscription pattern, he also knows how to turn on the soul shadow in the leather scroll. Yan Xiaobao is not sure if he should give it a try or leave it for later. This may be a one-time use of the soul shadow, in which case he would rather save them when he is in a bad situation.

Just as he was about to pull out another item, he heard the sound of a squeaking door, and he immediately put the item back into his storage stone and placed his hand in the bracelet.

He stood up and watched the door open tentatively. It opened slowly before a character rolled slowly.

His entire body was covered in blood and wounds could be seen throughout his body. However, his eyes were completely gloomy and he was able to focus on the room he entered. Looking at the reliefs around him seemed to flood his dark eyes. He quickly rushed to a corner where he sat down, apparently trying to repair the trauma he had suffered.

Yan Xiaobao ignored the injured. He seemed to have no objection to his design, and Yan Xiaobao was not a person without reason to attack. As long as they did not insult or bother him, he would not bother them.

It was obvious that the saint had rushed through one room after another. He might have a lot of treasures, but Yan Xiaobao still did not attack him. He waited patiently for more saints to arrive so that they could pass through the huge door.

After waiting for a day, more experts seemed to pass through the door where the wounded saint appeared. It was obvious that he had cleared most of the traps, making it a rather simple and safe route. It was like a large number of experts who appeared at the door and entered the chapter. Looking at the flood, he was surprised to find that the sand cloud had come through the door. After observing with some worry in his heart, he saw that his friend was safe and sound. She smiled as she joked with other mixed races.

Many experts appeared, and Yan Xiaobao was glad that the big stone chamber they were in was as big as possible. It was so huge that it seemed to be able to accommodate up to five thousand cultivators without any problems.

A few days passed, and some experts tried to force the breakthrough. Although Yan Xiaobao was waiting, others built small stalls, sold or exchanged some of the treasures they had found so far. Although there were many treasures hidden in the tombs, most of these treasures were photographed by advanced experts, but even some treasures were left behind. Mainly these treasures were traded. Many pills and herbs were sold.

Yan Xiaobao walked past the temporary stall and purchased all the herbs he thought were from other worlds. These were the items needed for his celestial alchemy recipe.

Many people are happy to sell these herbs because they don’t know what they are and think they are just junk flowers that no one needs. Some people may guess they are special but with enough gold coins that everyone happily separates from their flowers.

On the seventh day after the second door was opened, another door creaked slowly. The sound aroused the vigilance of Yan Xiaobao and other saints.

The two saints came over, both of them seemed exhausted, but neither of them were as injured as the other saints. Although they were not injured, their eyes were filled with incredible as they looked at many experts in indoor activities. When they saw that the two doors had been opened, their eyes almost popped out of the socket.

The two saints quickly glanced at many people inside the room, and their eyes stopped on Yan Xiaobao and the other saint who was being treated. Both new experts were considering what they should do before they walked towards the gate.

Collect all the Wuwei in their bodies, they allow them to advance and attack the huge door side by side. One explosion after another, but no slightest dent was seen on the door. It towered into the clouds like a towering castle.

The two Saints lasted for a long time before they finally had to give up. They were both very tired as they completely drained their inner energy. Moving backwards, thunderous laughter suddenly rang from anywhere in the room.

Yan Xiaobao was not too surprised to hear this voice. He immediately recognized it as the voice of the owner of the grave; the voice he had seen before.

"Hahaha, you fool! Do you believe you can break through my gates of heaven with something as simple as your personal power? "His voice burst out suddenly, causing some experts in the room to retreat from the huge doorway. The closer they get to the door, the more pressure waves they have to bear. Some even vomit blood when they go backwards. Even the two saints who try to force it to open are forced to take a step back.

Their eyes were filled with shock and incredible, for the first time they felt how powerful the master of this grave was. He was even much stronger than them, and this recognition would only make their eyes more greedy than they did. Those who become this strong need to have some surprising treasure.

Looking at the name of the Gate of Heaven, everyone's eyes were glittering with excitement. Even Yan Xiaobao was very excited. However, Yan Xiaobao knew that they did not have the strength to break it now, so he had been slowly observing the people around him. He observed their reaction to the sudden appearance of the owner of the grave.

As the sound flourished, everyone was filled with surprise and greed. The residual energy ripple of his soul alone might force the saint to retreat; his power was certainly unquestionable, and everyone was scared to hear this sound, but also very excited.

"I used to wish my grave would never be opened, but now it's over and I have no choice but to accept this fact."

"Now there are so many people gathering to rob and plunder my last resting place, why not turn it into a fun treasure hunt," the voice grinned. Everyone was holding their breath as they watched what was happening near the gate.

"I have a lot of skills and treasures, and because of this situation, I'm forced to share with the younger generation." The voice still smiled, not really unhappy. The voice actually seemed very excited.

"Of course, he was very excited," Lan Feng said in Dantian. "This is just a remnant of his soul. He has been waiting here for thousands of years and nothing has happened. Tell me, if you know you are dead, as your soul disappears, your soul mark will weaken and eventually disappear, would you want something interesting to happen before you completely disappear?

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