"The monarchs of those dynasties are incredibly terrifying."
"It can be said that in the Central State, dynasties are the most dreadful forces."
"It is said that long ago, there was a Da Qin Dynasty, and their monarch used fifty thousand kings for sacrificial burial when he passed away."
"What? Fifty thousand kings! As sacrificial burial!" Lin Xuan gasped in shock, such a thod was astonishing.
Liu Mingyue seed unfamiliar with such a tale, so she frowned and said, "It’s against logic, burying so many kings would drastically weaken the dynasty’s strength, wouldn’t it?"
"Indeed, the strength is greatly reduced, but it hardly affects the foundation."
"Like those dynasties and your Absolute Sacred Land, the deciding factor isn’t the kings, but rather what you call the heritage."
"I think you understand this better than I do."
Liu Mingyue was silent.
Indeed, their Wanchu Sacred Land possesses a terrifying heritage that, if unleashed, would definitely shock the world.
Of course, not only their Wanchu Sacred Land, but also various Absolute Sacred Lands and Ancient Families have such heritage.
At this mont, the Dark Red Divine Dragon continued, "Of course, this isn’t for personal preference but is based on a legend."
"Legend has it that no matter how strong a strongman is, once they die, they go to Hell."
"And those emperors hope to lead so elites into Hell and then fight their way back to the mortal world for resurrection."
"Therefore, it is only when they are dying that they carry so many powerful kings."
"What? Is there such a saying?" Lin Xuan’s scalp tingled.
The voice of Dark Red Divine Dragon was heavy: "So people will do anything for longevity."
Gu Santong’s gaze flickered as he looked forward and murmured.
"Could it be that the White Bone Palace is the tomb of an Absolute Strongman?"
"And those shadows are the so-called sacrificial offerings?"
Not only that, the scene becoming even more shocking.
The dark clouds in the sky grew denser, and the thunder beca more violent.
At this mont, rain started to fall from the sky.
However, this was no ordinary rain, but blood rain, extrely scarlet and glaring.
The blood rain floated down, shocking everyone and making their scalp tingle.
They quickly raised energy shields to fight against the blood rain.
They did not know what terrible consequences might result if this blood rain fell on them.
Because they had never encountered such a situation before.
At this mont, the surviving kings were no longer fighting; they were now lingering near the sea of bones, unusually silent.
Gu Santong’s gaze flickered, and he spoke gravely: "I saw in the family’s ancient books that such phenona appear only when a Saint falls."
Saint!
Hearing this, Liu Mingyue exclaid in surprise. She almost forgot she had been captured by Lin Xuan, as the scene before her was truly shocking!
However, the Dark Red Divine Dragon added, "It’s not just any Saint; it’s a Saint who has reached an extrely terrifying realm."
"The fall of an ordinary Saint could never achieve such a horrifying effect."
"Could it be that inside the White Bone Demon Hall, there’s so earth-shattering terrifying person hidden?"
Hearing this, Lin Xuan and the others gasped in shock.
Could it be that the White Bone Palace is related to the sealing of the Oblique Moon Xuan Realm?
As they pondered, this seed to be the only possible conclusion.
At this mont, Lin Xuan suddenly frowned and glanced backward.
The next mont, in the forest behind them, a disheveled figure was running towards them.
The figure was covered in blood, with erratic aura, he paused when he saw Lin Xuan.
But upon seeing Liu Mingyue beside Lin Xuan, he called out in surprise.
"Senior Sister!"
Liu Mingyue was surprised, and then she asked, "What’s wrong with you? Why are you so badly injured?"
"Senior Sister, avenge us!"
The injured youth kneeled on the ground, shouting angrily.
Revenge?!
At these words, Liu Mingyue’s mouth twitched slightly. She was now a captive; how could she talk about revenge?
Nevertheless, she still asked in a deep voice.
"Who injured you? Didn’t you establish an organization?"
"Where are the others?"
This blood-covered youth was also a disciple of Wanchu Sacred Land.
He wasn’t with Liu Mingyue but had founded an organization on his own.
To establish an organization and be a disciple of Wanchu Sacred Land, he must be quite powerful.
But now, he was extrely miserable.
Upon Liu Mingyue’s words, the disciple gritted his teeth and said, "Our alliance was completely destroyed."
"It was the Shaking Light Saint Heir who attacked!"
"He easily destroyed our alliance, and not only that, he even killed Senior Brother Pei with a single palm strike."
"What? Killed Senior Brother Pei with one palm!"
Liu Mingyue was shocked; she never expected the Shaking Light Saint Heir to be so terrifying.
Senior Brother Pei was her fellow disciple, with a cultivation at the Five-star King Peak, his strength was at the level of a Six-star King, in fact, it was incredibly formidable.
But unexpectedly, such a terrifying figure was killed by the Shaking Light Saint Heir with one palm.
It’s hard to believe.
On the side, both Lin Xuan and Gu Santong were silent as they found the Shaking Light Saint Heir more terrifying than expected.
"Senior Sister, you must avenge us!" The youth kneeling on the ground desperately crawled forward, trying to get closer to Liu Mingyue.
Liu Mingyue felt compassion and wanted to help him rise.
However, Lin Xuan suddenly frowned, his eyes glead, and he quickly pulled Liu Mingyue back.
"What are you doing?"
Liu Mingyue did not understand Lin Xuan’s intentions, but then she froze.
Because the youth kneeling on the ground suddenly BURST INTO radiant light and then exploded.
The energy was incredibly violent, comparable to the self-destruction of an Earth Rank Treasure.
The terrifying energy transford into a tempest, sweeping towards Lin Xuan and the others.
At this mont, Gu Santong moved.
With a flick of his finger, a giant black fissure appeared in front of the three, resembling the Gate of Hell.
Boom boom boom!
The energy surged into this fissure.
The process lasted for a long ti, and when the blinding light disappeared, Gu Santong was sweating cold.
Transferring energy consud him trendously.
Even he struggled to bear it.
So after the energy dissipated, Gu Santong imdiately swallowed several elixir pills, aiming to restore his strength.
Lin Xuan’s face was grim, the situation was incredibly dangerous, almost engulfed by the energy.
If hit, even with his extraordinary strength, he would be gravely wounded.
Because such a blast was incredibly terrifying.
Liu Mingyue was even paler; she gritted her teeth: "That damn Shaking Light Saint Heir, so cruel!"
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