Honghuang: I, the Emperor Donghua, establish the immortal celestial court

Chapter 217 No place for burial after death!
"Oh, what a pity! I thought I could move the stone tablet with one punch, but I didn't expect it to explode on its own. What a waste of resources! What a pity!"

Number 10 moved forward a hundred years, scratching his head, still feeling regretful about the previous test of the stone tablet.

Although this thing was not originally his, he could have gotten it but didn't, which was as painful as losing it.

"Um?"

Just as he was feeling annoyed, No. 10 suddenly frowned.

Looking at a cliff not far away, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"grandfather?"

Number 10's heart was pounding and he moved very quickly, immediately arriving in front of Shishan.

Soon, he saw a piece of text, which was left by the Fifteenth Master.

"It's Grandfather!"

Seeing this thing, No. 10 was overjoyed.

"I didn't expect that I could actually get news about my grandfather!"

Number 10's heart was in turmoil. He had almost given up hope when he came here. Now that the words of Master Fifteen had appeared, it was like a reassurance to him!
"Grandfather, the bell is ringing, wait for me!"

Without any hesitation, the next moment, No. 10 was like a chicken with its blood injected. He immediately used all his strength and continued to move forward like flying.

This time the speed is even faster than before.

But in this desperate place, the deeper you go, the more difficult it becomes.

But for some reason, this so-called statement seems like a joke to No. 10.

Faced with high pressure, No. 10 did not stop for a moment and was as fast as lightning.

During this process, No. 10 surpassed many people who had arrived in the Jedi earlier, which scared them so much that they widened their eyes and smacked their lips.

Just like just now, a first-generation relic was surpassed by No. 10. In his confusion, the other party only saw a shadow flash by.

"What big black rat just passed by?"

The first generation was confused.

I don’t know how long I ran.

Suddenly, No. 10 felt his whole body stagnate and he stopped abruptly.

Looking up, he saw a green copper-colored grave mound not far from him.

There seemed to be no way forward.

"Is this the Demon Lord's immortal tomb?"

Number 10 frowned, showing a rare serious expression.

Just by standing here, he could vaguely feel that an inexplicable force was constantly invading his body.

And No. 10 was also very familiar with this thing. He had been attacked by it once when he was in the lower world.

It's the "curse".

It can even be said that the power of the "curse" here is more violent than that of the netherworld, and it is endless, making people's scalps numb.

But Number 10 was like the chosen one, just standing there and allowing the curse to continue invading.

And in his body, a wisp of immortal energy cultivated through the visualization method now carries an irresistible purifying power, which can purify the invading "curses" one by one.

“I didn’t expect that the magical energy of visualization would be so powerful.

Feeling the fluctuations in his body, No. 10 was speechless for a while.

Many things that are very difficult for others to do can be done with peace of mind and confidence by using the visualization method.

"I have to say, it's pretty cool to be with the Emperor."

Number 10 smiled slightly, moved his legs, and walked forward steadily.

When they arrived at this place, there was no one around except for the figure of No. 10, who looked extremely abrupt here.

Soon, No. 10 arrived in front of the immortal tomb.

The grave mound, which was originally filled with death, was now full of dazzling things, and was covered with fruits of plants that flashed with strange lights.

"Living towards death, these spiritual herbs that grow in the immortal tombs must be much better than other herbs."

Number 10 made a casual comment, but he wasn't paying attention.

Because his main purpose of coming here was to find his grandfather.

"Grandfather, are you there?"

Number 10 was nervous, so he reached forward and called out softly. However, whether behind, beside, or even inside the immortal tomb, Number 10 did not sense any sign of life.

"Ugh."

After learning this, No. 10 sighed.

He also knew in his heart that it would be difficult to reach this immortal tomb if he did not have the method of visualization.

What’s more, he is the Fifteenth Master.

"That's all."

Number 10 shook his head in disappointment and turned to leave.

"and many more!"

Suddenly, the God-Slaying Stone popped out from his chest and let out a strange cry.

"You don't want these things? Take them away!"

Dashenshi said this, his words were full of greed, and it looked like he was about to drool.

"take away?"

"You want it, don't you?"

Number 10 was stunned for a moment, then casually stretched out his hand and reached towards the immortal tomb.

"Hey, why are you so fierce? This thing is not ordinary mud, it contains cursed power!"

Seeing No. 10's actions, Dashenshi was frightened and hurriedly spoke up, trying to stop him.

However, No. 10's hand had already touched the immortal's tomb, and while Dashenshi was almost frightened to death, he picked up a piece of soil intactly.

"Since you want it, I'll take some away."

Number 10 smiled and waved his hand.

In an instant, the originally tall and large grave turned into a bare open space.

Along with the soil and spiritual herbs, they were all swept away by No. 10, leaving nothing behind!
"I go."

Dashenshi was completely confused and stared blankly ahead.

"Oh, well, finding grandfather is more important."

Number 10 chuckled, reached out to put the God-Slaying Stone back into his chest, turned around and left.

Another ten days have passed.

Number 10 left the Immortal Tomb and went to many places he had never been to before, trying to find the whereabouts of his grandfather.

With his speed, he had explored most of the entire Devil Island Jedi in just ten days.

During this period, he would take some treasures whenever he had the chance. Anyway, he had the visualization method to back him up, so he was not afraid of getting involved with any strange things.

"We have gained a lot of treasures, but where are you now, Grandfather?"

Number 10 walked in the deserted area and shook his head.

To him now, no matter how many treasures he has, they are not as important as the Fifteenth Master.

However, this Devil's Island is so big and people are constantly moving, so finding someone is as difficult as searching for sand in the sea.

Even though No. 10 is incredibly powerful now, he is still helpless.

"boom!"

Suddenly, just when No. 10 was feeling worried, a roar was heard in the distance! No. 10 trembled all over, his eyes glowed with golden light, and he looked up.

"This is.…"

I saw a dozen figures in black robes chasing an old man.

The man looked haggard, one of his arms was broken, and his body was covered with wounds of varying sizes.

"grandfather?!"

Number 10 made a strange cry!
Old man with a broken arm.

Although he had not seen his grandfather for a long time, who else could have these two signs in Devil's Island except his grandfather, the Fifteenth Master?!
After confirming that everything was correct, No. 10's eyes became extremely cold.

"Who on earth would touch my grandfather?"

"I want you to die without a burial place!"

Number Ten spoke each word with gnashing teeth.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, he turned into a flash of lightning and rushed towards that location at the fastest speed!
(End of this chapter)