Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

Since this immortal tomb is the source of the long river, and the red seed has become connected with the mother energy of all things, there must be more secrets hidden deep within the immortal tomb, which may be able to resolve the doubts in his heart.

He took a step forward, and his figure appeared before the Immortal Tomb like a ghost. This time, the runes, holy light, and lightning surrounding the Immortal Tomb did not hinder him in any way, as if he were the master of this Immortal Tomb. He reached out and gently pressed his hand on the massive mound of the Immortal Tomb, and a gentle force probed into it, beginning to carefully explore the internal structure and secrets of the Immortal Tomb.

As Jiang Han easily approached the Immortal Tomb and began his exploration, the five overlords and the surrounding cultivators held their breath, their hearts filled with curiosity and anticipation. They wanted to know what was hidden within this mysterious Immortal Tomb, and what earth-shattering secrets this mysterious powerhouse, who called himself Hongjun Ancestor, could uncover.

Jiang Han's divine sense surged into the Immortal Tomb like a tide. He sensed an incredibly vast and ancient energy within the Immortal Tomb. This energy contained the destructive power of thunder, the life force of blood, and an even more primal and boundless aura, which faintly resonated with the red seed and the Mother Qi of All Things in his sea of ​​consciousness.

As his investigation deepened, he gradually discovered that this immortal tomb was not formed naturally, but was built by an unparalleled powerhouse. There were no corpses inside the tomb, but rather a massive array core. The long river flowing from the tomb was actually an energy flow generated by the array's operation, and the corpses in the river were cultivators who had tried to forcibly enter the immortal tomb and were killed by the array's power.

The red seed seemed to be the essence nurtured by the core of the formation, containing a trace of the primordial energy. Jiang Han suddenly realized that the primordial energy the system spoke of was not pure gas, but rather contained within this red seed.

Just as Jiang Han was about to touch the core of the formation and explore it further, the Immortal Tomb suddenly trembled violently, more violently than ever before. The runes, holy light, and lightning around the tomb became incomparably violent, as if the entire world was about to collapse. An even more terrifying and ancient aura surged from the depths of the Immortal Tomb, as if some terrifying being had been awakened.

Jiang Han's expression changed slightly. He could sense that the aura was just as powerful as his own. He stopped his investigation, his gaze fixed intently on the depths of the Immortal Tomb, unsure of what would happen next. The five overlords and cultivators around him were terrified by this sudden turn of events, fleeing in panic, fearing they would be caught in this unknown catastrophe. The secrets of the Immortal Tomb seemed far more complex and dangerous than they had imagined.

“Ancestor Hongjun? This title seems familiar, like I’ve heard it somewhere before.” A cultivator of medium cultivation level frowned, trying hard to search his memory for any recollection of this name, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

"What? Ancestor Hongjun!" A well-informed cultivator nearby suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed in shock, "You mean Ancestor Hongjun from the lower realm who killed countless sect leaders and even the Immortal Celestial Venerable!"

"He... how did he come up from the lower realm!" Another cultivator was also shocked, as if he had heard something unbelievable. "The barrier between the lower and upper realms is incredibly strong. Even a powerful cultivator at the Escape Realm would find it difficult to cross easily. He actually managed to do it. His strength is terrifying!"

"My God! No wonder... no wonder even the five overlords, including the Old Celestial and the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace, were no match for him. He was a peak supreme being, an unparalleled existence who killed the Ten Ancient Fiends!" An old cultivator who knew more of the inside story said in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with awe and fear. The Ten Ancient Fiends were incredibly powerful beings, each capable of dominating their own territory, and no one dared to provoke them. Yet, Ancestor Hongjun was able to kill them. Such strength was simply inconceivable.

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Around the Immortal Tomb, a group of cultivators stood frozen in place, their faces blank, clearly unfamiliar with the name "Ancestor Hongjun." But when the well-informed cultivator recounted Ancestor Hongjun's deeds in the lower realm, their expressions immediately changed drastically. They stared wide-eyed, as if frozen in place, their bodies numb, staring at Jiang Han in disbelief, their eyes unblinking.

Although most of them operated in the Upper Realm, they had heard of some of the earth-shattering events circulating in the Lower Realm. The deeds of the Hongjun Ancestor in the Lower Realm had already spread to every corner, making him a figure feared by countless cultivators. However, they never imagined that this legendary supreme being would actually appear here, and so easily crush the five overlords.

Upon hearing the Daoist title "Ancestor Hongjun," the five overlords—the Taotie King, the Ancient Golden Phoenix Clan Chief, the Old Celestial, the War Clan Chief, and the Immortal Palace Master—instantly changed color, their eyes filled with astonishment, followed by deep fear. Their expressions were a riot of colors, a truly remarkable display.

They had speculated about the other party's identity: perhaps an ancient giant who had slumbered for millions of years, possessing unparalleled power; or perhaps an incredibly powerful ancestor from one of the Three Thousand Continents, with profound foundations. But no matter what, they never expected that this mysterious person before them would be the same Hongjun Ancestor who had stirred up a bloodbath in the lower realm a few days ago, slaughtering countless sect leaders and ultimately slaying one of the Ten Ancient Fiends!

It's important to understand that the Ten Ancient Fiends were no weaker than them, and perhaps even more so. The fact that Hongjun Ancestor could kill them speaks volumes about his strength. Upon learning the other party's Daoist name, the last vestige of hope in the hearts of the five overlords vanished instantly. They knew very well that this immortal tomb was truly not meant for them. After all, this peak supreme being was no pushover; so many sect leaders had died at his hands. If they remained obstinate and continued to covet the opportunities within the immortal tomb, he would likely show no mercy, and they would only end up dead and their Daos would dissipate.

Thinking of this, the five overlords quickly flew away into the distance, widening the gap between themselves and the Immortal Tomb and Jiang Han, in order to clearly show their attitude—they no longer had any interest in the opportunities at the Immortal Tomb.

Seeing this, Jiang Han nodded in satisfaction, no longer paying attention to the five overlords, but focusing all his attention on the immortal tomb in front of him, and started walking towards the immortal tomb.

When Jiang Han was five meters away from the Immortal Tomb, he paused. Sure enough, just like the Gluttonous King and the others before him, a huge, pitch-black gaping hole had appeared above his head. Countless strange black runes emerged from the gaping hole, intertwining and coiling like venomous snakes, quickly forming a black lightning bolt several times thicker than before, radiating an aura of annihilation.

However, the black lightning had barely emitted a deafening roar before it struck, and before it could even strike, it was swallowed up by the spatial ripples created by Jiang Han's casual wave of his hand, vanishing without a trace, leaving not even a trace of energy fluctuation. Jiang Han didn't even flinch, as if he had merely flicked away a speck of dust.

Jiang Han continued forward. When he was four meters away from the Immortal Tomb, it suddenly emitted a violent tremor. Countless dense, eerie runes emerged from the surface of the tomb, rapidly weaving into a massive spiderweb that descended upon Jiang Han. This spiderweb shimmered with a cold, eerie light, and each thread contained a powerful binding force, as if it intended to firmly trap Jiang Han and then slowly refine him.

Jiang Han's eyes narrowed slightly. With a light tap of his fingertip, several scythe-shaped beams of light shot out from his fingertip. These beams were extremely sharp and carried a sharp whistling sound as they cut through the air. With a few crisp hissing sounds, the seemingly indestructible spider web was sliced ​​into countless tiny raindrops of light, which dissipated into the void.

Three meters from the Immortal Tomb, Jiang Han paused again. A blurry phantom appeared in the void above the tomb. Its face was indistinct, but it could be vaguely seen continuously evolving various exquisite magical techniques. Each technique contained powerful Daoist energy, seemingly designed to disrupt Jiang Han's Dao heart. Simultaneously, behind Jiang Han, a Tremor-Tremor Fruit emitting a pale purple light appeared, spinning wildly and radiating powerful vibrations that clashed with the phantom's magical techniques. For a moment, the light of the magical techniques and the vibrations collided in the void, producing muffled sounds. After a long stalemate, the blurry phantom gradually became transparent under the powerful vibrations of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, eventually vanishing into nothingness.

Under the watchful eyes of all the cultivators, including the five overlords, Jiang Han drew ever closer to the Immortal Tomb. Even when he was only two meters away, a violent tremor suddenly erupted from within the tomb. Immediately afterward, a desiccated corpse clad in tattered armor and radiating a powerful aura burst forth. Although the corpse had lost all life, its oppressive aura was in no way inferior to that of an ordinary supreme being, clearly indicating that it had been a remarkably talented and powerful figure in life. It roared and pounced towards Jiang Han with lightning speed.

Jiang Han's eyes sharpened; he dared not be careless. He circulated his divine power and unleashed a punch. The force of the punch whistled as it collided with the dried corpse. After a fierce struggle, Jiang Han barely managed to defeat the corpse. Although it took some effort, he was only slightly out of breath and suffered no injuries.

"Even if the Hongjun Ancestor hadn't appeared, we still wouldn't have been able to get close to this tomb." The five overlords in the distance exchanged glances and sighed sincerely. The magical techniques manifested by the phantom that appeared at three meters alone were enough to kill them; not to mention the desiccated corpse with supreme strength that appeared at two meters. Even if the five of them joined forces, they might not be a match for it. At this moment, they completely dispelled any remaining hope and felt even greater awe for Jiang Han's strength.

Finally, under the tense and expectant gazes of all the cultivators present, Jiang Han took another step forward, now only a hand's breadth away from the Immortal Tomb.

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Just as Jiang Han's hand was about to land on the Immortal Tomb, the Immortal Tomb suddenly erupted with a mysterious and dazzling light, which continued to evolve above the Immortal Tomb, eventually forming a vibrant piece of land.

This land is lush and green, covered with vibrant green plants that emit a soft glow. Vines and flowers of various colors twine among them, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene, enveloped in a gentle rosy light, as if it were a fairyland on earth.

Gazing intently, one could see a figure amidst the plants. This figure was clad in snow-white robes, with a graceful and ethereal form, standing there quietly, so otherworldly and detached, as if untouched by worldly concerns.

This was a woman. She slowly turned around, looked at Jiang Han, and showed a faint smile on her face. Her pearly teeth were sparkling, and her graceful figure and captivating beauty made her stunningly beautiful. It was as if all the beauty in the world was concentrated on her.

"Did...did you all see that?!"

"It's a woman! There's actually a woman in the Immortal's Tomb!"

"Isn't this a grave? How can there be a living person here! Could it be the guardian of a sacred tomb?"

"Is she...is she an immortal? She's so beautiful! She looks like she stepped right out of a painting!"

Looking at the woman in the ground above the immortal tomb, the cultivators exclaimed in surprise, their faces filled with disbelief.

This woman was truly extraordinary. Her long, flowing black hair cascaded smoothly over her shoulders, her skin was fair and elegant, and her eyes seemed to hold the vastness of the stars and the sea, brimming with poetic beauty. She was unparalleled in her grace and charm. Even the five great overlords, who had lived for countless years and whose minds were as still as a deep well, were momentarily stunned upon seeing her, a hint of amazement flashing in their eyes.

She stood alone on the land overflowing with flowers and rosy clouds, her snow-white dress fluttering gently in the wind, her spirit transcendent, truly embodying unparalleled elegance and independence.

After the woman appeared, Jiang Han abandoned his initial contempt and began to scrutinize her closely. He immediately enveloped her with his divine sense, trying to investigate her background. However, strangely, a mysterious power seemed to shroud her, invisibly blocking his divine sense's exploration and preventing him from discerning her true cultivation level and origins.

"Did you awaken this immortal?" The woman in white turned her beautiful eyes and looked at Jiang Han. Her eyes sparkled, and her voice was clear and melodious, like heavenly music, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Jiang Han frowned, his doubts deepening. He replied calmly, "I suppose so."

"Come up here and let this immortal take a look." The woman in white moved slightly and beckoned to Jiang Han. Then, a stream of light flew out from the ground beneath her feet, turned in the air, and a crystal-clear white jade bridge appeared out of thin air, stretching from the ground above the immortal tomb all the way to Jiang Han's feet, radiating a soft light.

Jiang Han hesitated slightly. Although he was filled with vigilance, his intuition told him that this woman might know some secrets about the Immortal Tomb and the Red Seed. (End of Chapter)