Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

"Haha... I was delayed on the way, and I thought the opportunity of the Immortal Tomb had already been obtained by some other old fellow. Now it seems the opportunity of the Immortal Tomb is still there!" Just then, a loud, arrogant laugh came from afar, exploding in everyone's ears like thunder. With the laughter, a purple light streaked across the sky, flying by like a shooting star. When the light dissipated, it revealed a man dressed in a purple robe. This man had a handsome face, but his brows carried an undisguised arrogance and ferocity. He exuded a powerful aura, causing the surrounding cultivators to involuntarily take a few steps back.

"Perilous places are also places of opportunity. I will enter the Immortal Tomb and forge an invincible body with immortal blood!" The purple-robed man looked around, his eyes filled with disdain and confidence.

"How arrogant! Another one who's not afraid of death." Many people turned to look at the man in purple robes. Those who didn't recognize him snorted at him, their faces showing dissatisfaction. They were clearly disgusted by his flamboyant attitude.

"Though I have been in seclusion for many years, I will not tolerate such gossip from you little brats!" Upon hearing the whispers, the purple-robed man's face instantly turned ferocious. He suddenly roared, and a massive surge of blood energy erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption. Behind him, the phantom of a colossal beast slowly materialized. This beast resembled a wolf, with two horns on its head, bared fangs, and its body covered in jet-black scales. Its eyes were fierce, radiating a terrifying aura capable of devouring the heavens and earth—it was none other than the phantom of the Taotie.

The incredibly violent aura spread out as if it were a tangible force, directly causing those cultivators who had just been muttering to retreat one after another. Their blood churned, their faces turned pale, and blood even spilled from the corners of their mouths.

"He...he is the Gluttonous King!" someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed, recognizing the giant beast phantom behind the purple-robed man, their faces showing extreme shock. Upon hearing this name, the others seemed to remember something as well. After recovering from their shock, they involuntarily took a few steps back, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at the purple-robed man, a chill creeping up on them.

The Gluttonous King, who appeared out of nowhere eight thousand years ago, unleashed a bloodbath across the three thousand provinces, leaving devastation in his wake and countless powerful figures defeated, earning him a fearsome reputation. Later, for reasons unknown, he suddenly entered into long-term seclusion, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight. Unexpectedly, he has appeared here today. The Gluttonous are one of the most powerful races in the world, born with the ability to devour all things in heaven and earth. At the pinnacle of cultivation, they can even devour various laws, possessing boundless power.

"Old glutton, congratulations on reaching this realm!" At this moment, a powerful voice came from the direction of the source of the long river. The voice was tinged with a smile, but also contained a faint wariness. "From now on, there is another overlord in these three thousand provinces."

Following the sound, everyone looked and saw a middle-aged man dressed in golden feather robes slowly emerging from the Milky Way. His body was enveloped in dazzling golden light, as radiant as the sun. Each step he took caused the void to tremble slightly, emanating a powerful aura. The man had a dignified face and sharp eyes, clearly a top-tier expert.

"He...he is the patriarch of the Ancient Golden Phoenix Clan!" Someone else recognized the man in the golden feather robe and couldn't help but whisper in surprise, their faces filled with astonishment. The Ancient Golden Phoenix Clan was also an incredibly powerful race, with unparalleled speed and terrifying attack power, in no way inferior to the Taotie Clan.

"A lot of important figures have come this time!" The surrounding cultivators discussed among themselves, their faces filled with anticipation. "I wonder what's in that immortal tomb that could attract so many big shots."

"Master, those guys all look very strong!" The little one tugged at Jiang Han's sleeve, pointed with his little finger in the direction of the Taotie King, the Ancient Golden Phoenix Clan Chief, and the others, and said in a low voice with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Jiang Han looked in the direction the little one was pointing. Looking around, he saw that most cultivators were gathered together, observing the Immortal Tomb from afar, not daring to approach easily. However, a few figures occupied separate spaces, their auras powerful yet restrained, standing out from the surrounding cultivators. Judging from the aura emanating from these people, they were clearly giants, each possessing world-destroying power.

Above the western sky of the Immortal Tomb, a figure stood silently. He wore a long golden robe and a crown inlaid with various gems. His face was cold and stern, and as his eyes opened and closed, it seemed as if two enormous suns flickered within them, emanating a terrifying aura that caused the surrounding space to slightly distort. A thin layer of chaotic mist swirled around his body, making him appear as if he were a deity who had walked from the beginning of time.

The figure glanced indifferently at the Taotie King and the Ancient Golden Phoenix Clan Chief, his eyes showing no emotion, as if these two powerful beings were no different from ants in his eyes. Then, he slowly raised his right hand, holding a void battle halberd that was entirely black and covered with strange patterns. He gently swung the halberd, drawing it across the void. With a loud "bang," the space in front of him shattered like broken glass, instantly revealing a pitch-black passage. The passage emitted violent spatial turbulence, a truly astonishing sight!

This Void Halberd was clearly a supreme divine weapon, with unparalleled power. Holding it in his hands made him seem like a supreme being descended to earth, with countless sacred runes bursting forth from every inch of his body, exuding an aura that suppressed all ages.

"Old man from the Immortal Palace, stop putting on airs! Don't think I'll be defeated again!" The Gluttonous King's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he snorted at the man in the golden robe. Clearly, the two had a past grudge, and the Gluttonous King had even been defeated by him before.

The man in the golden robe, known as the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace, remained expressionless, his long hair cascading over his shoulders. He did not reply, but a faint yet palpable pressure emanated from him, sweeping across the entire area like a tidal wave. This pressure, seemingly insignificant, caused every cultivator present to tremble, as if they were facing the will of the entire world, and they couldn't help but want to prostrate themselves in worship.

Above the eastern part of the Immortal Tomb, a figure sat quietly cross-legged in the void, his entire body shrouded in a hazy mist, obscuring his face. Around him, a strange phenomenon appeared—enormous stars slowly rotated, these stars, like real celestial bodies, exuding a vast and mysterious aura, encircling him at the center, as if he were the master of this starry sky.

This is an ancient Celestial being of the Celestial Race, a veteran giant who has lived for countless years. He has been in seclusion for many years, his cultivation unfathomable and his power unparalleled. It is said that he has already touched the threshold of the Immortal Path, just one step away from ascending to immortality and becoming a true immortal. Above the southern part of the Immortal Tomb, a figure hovers. Due to the excessive brightness and brilliance of the light emanating from his body, as if countless suns were burning on him, it was impossible to see his true appearance. One could only vaguely discern that his entire body was covered with a layer of armor that shimmered with a metallic luster. This armor was engraved with countless complex runes, radiating a powerful defensive aura. The aura emanating from him was like a raging tsunami, or a surging galaxy, sweeping across the heavens and earth, inspiring awe in all who beheld him.

This is the patriarch of the War Clan, one of the ten royal clans. Ten thousand years ago, he dominated a region in the Upper Realm and was known as the War Emperor in the Three Thousand Provinces. The War Clan lives for war and is born warlike. Every member of the clan is a born warrior, and the War Emperor is the most outstanding genius in the history of the War Clan. He has fought countless battles throughout his life and has never been defeated. His strength is unfathomable.

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Unlike the five highly regarded overlords of the Escape One Realm—the Gluttonous King, the Ancient Golden Phoenix Clan Chief, the Immortal Palace Master, the Celestial Clan Elder, and the War Clan Chief—Jiang Han and his two disciples were remarkably inconspicuous in this gathering of powerful figures. Jiang Han dressed simply, his aura restrained, like an ordinary cultivator; Little Dot and Cao Yusheng appeared to be two children with no cultivation whatsoever. No one would have imagined that these three seemingly ordinary figures possessed strength no less than those of the giants. They stood quietly at the edge of the crowd, like three outsiders, silently observing everything before them, waiting for the perfect moment to uncover the secrets of the Immortal Tomb.

The surrounding whispers, the aura of powerful figures, the mystery of the Immortal Tomb… all these intertwined to create a magnificent yet perilous scene. Jiang Han's gaze returned to the Immortal Tomb shrouded in holy radiance, lightning, and mist, his eyes deep and unfathomable. No one knew what he was thinking. But one thing was certain: a cataclysmic storm surrounding the Immortal Tomb was about to unfold, fueled by the gathering of these powerful individuals. And Jiang Han, with the two children, would venture into this storm to explore the primordial energy hidden deep within the Immortal Tomb, uncovering the ultimate secret behind it all.

"You lot, the longer you live, the cowardly you become. Since none of you dare to go up, then this opportunity in the Immortal Tomb can only belong to me!" The Gluttonous King glanced disdainfully at the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace, the Old Celestial, and the others, his eyes filled with contempt. He seemed to scoff at the caution of these veteran giants, then laughed loudly, his laughter filled with arrogance and confidence. He then stepped through the void, walking step by step towards the Immortal Tomb.

He stood tall and imposing, his every step carrying a strange rhythm, as if he were one with the world around him. In the blink of an eye, he was less than ten meters from the Immortal Tomb. But clearly, at this point, the invisible pressure around the Immortal Tomb suddenly increased. Even with the strength of the Gluttonous King, he could only continue to approach the Immortal Tomb step by step with great difficulty, each step feeling exceptionally heavy.

Boom, boom, boom!

Above the long river, the Taotie King's body gleamed with a jade-like luster under the pressure, his entire being enveloped in a layer of brilliant light. With each step he took, the earth trembled violently, as if resonating with him. Dazzling holy light continuously bloomed on his body, resisting the terrifying pressure from the Immortal Tomb. His face gradually showed signs of strain, but the determination in his eyes remained undiminished.

Nine meters, eight meters, seven meters… The distance was gradually decreasing. With each meter it shortened, the light emanating from the Taotie King dimmed slightly, and the ground beneath its feet trembled more violently. Not far away, the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace, the Old Celestial, the Chief of the War Clan, the Chief of the Ancient Golden Phoenix Clan, and other powerful figures watched silently, their eyes flashing with complex emotions, as if they were waiting for something, or perhaps assessing the danger level of the Immortal Tomb.

Buzz!
The Gluttonous King gritted his teeth and continued forward. But when he was about five meters from the Immortal Tomb, his body suddenly trembled, as if struck by an invisible, immense force, his face instantly turning pale. Immediately afterward, a huge, pitch-black rift suddenly tore open in the void above his head, from which countless eerie black runes surged forth, intertwining and coiling like living venomous snakes, ultimately forming a black lightning bolt as thick as a bowl. This lightning bolt emanated an aura of annihilation, causing the surrounding space to distort.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, black lightning, like the wrathful whip of a god, struck straight down at the Taotie King, scorching the air wherever it passed.

Roar--

The Taotie King roared to the sky, his hair standing on end, his face turning deathly pale. With a mournful howl, he abandoned all restraint and transformed into his true form. A gigantic, ferocious phantom of the Taotie appeared above the Milky Way. This Taotie was tens of meters long, with two horns on its head, fangs bared in its mouth, and its body covered in hard, black scales. Its enormous eyes flashed with a ferocious red light, radiating a terrifying aura capable of devouring the heavens and earth. It opened its massive maw and lunged at the black lightning within the gap, spewing out terrifying devouring power that formed a huge black vortex, attempting to completely engulf the destructive lightning.

"As expected of the Gluttonous King! He actually withstood the terrifying blow from this immortal tomb!"

The onlookers, a multitude of cultivators, stared in astonishment at the colossal Taotie fiercely battling the black lightning within the gap, their voices rising and falling in murmurs of disbelief. It was well known that many Heavenly God Realm sect leaders had previously defied this curse and forcibly crossed this five-meter boundary, only to have their divine fire extinguished and their souls scattered by the black lightning, leaving not a trace behind. Because of these precedents, even powerful figures like the Immortal Palace Master and the Old Celestial, who were at the Escape One Realm, dared not easily force their way through, and could only observe from the sidelines to see if the Taotie King could succeed.

The colossal Taotie, transformed from the Taotie King, was locked in a fierce battle with the black lightning. The black lightning relentlessly bombarded the Taotie's scales, producing ear-piercing metallic clangs and sending sparks flying. The Taotie, however, used its immense devouring power to gradually erode the black lightning's strength. Finally, with a deafening roar, the Taotie completely engulfed the black lightning, and the massive gaping wound closed. The Taotie King's true form gradually shrank, transforming back into a man in purple robes. His face was still somewhat pale, but the arrogance in his eyes was even greater than before. He took a breath and continued walking towards the Immortal Tomb. (End of Chapter)