Zhatian: I really have the qualities to be an emperor!

Chapter 111 The Sky-Swallowing Demon Cap
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Inside the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, all auras were restrained and dormant. Even the divine source that was floating in the ancient cave drifted to deeper depths.

The breath that was awakening just now was now silent, without any trace of murderous intent.

(Wanlongchao: Can’t beat it, there’s a cheat!)

Seeing this, Yang Zhu put away the golden spear and was about to turn around and leave, but he paused for a moment.

He took out the real dragon magic medicine and shook it gently. The lifelike little dragon coughed up six drops of golden liquid. The spiritual energy was dense, and the refreshing fragrance was intoxicating.

Yang Zhu took out several fine jade bottles, collected six drops of golden liquid in each, then flicked his embroidered robe and swept the six jade bottles into the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest.

Emperor Wu Shi was a man with a broad mind. When he fought against an opponent who was holding the imperial weapon, he not only won the battle, but also returned the imperial weapon in the end.

Now that Yang Zhu's pot had been taken away, it would seem that he had no magnanimity if he didn't even leave a few mouthfuls of rice.

"let's go."

After putting away the Chaos Pool, the Divine Light Platform was activated by the big black dog, and several people disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"If I had taken action just now, maybe I would have had a chance to keep him."

Long after they left, a low sound came from the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, as loud as a bell and as loud as thunder.

"Do you think a young man who carries an imperial weapon has no background? We can't keep him."

"But……"

"And I seem to... sense a familiar aura from him."

"Who?"

"The Great Emperor Wushi."

As soon as the name came out, Wanlong Nest fell into deathly silence. Even though it was just a name, they were extremely taboo and dared not mention it casually.

The ancient royal family sleeps in the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest. They have existed for endless years and they know very well the significance of the word "beginningless".

Wu Shi is not only a name, but also a symbol of invincibility, representing an era, an era in which all races submit.

……

When they returned to the snowfield, they saw heavy snow that almost blinded them.

"Master, I really like your broken bowl. I want to exchange it with you. What do you think?"

Yang Zhu really wanted to collect the ruthless Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar. Among the many imperial weapons, it was definitely among the best.

"My broken bowl?" The unscrupulous Taoist priest immediately became alert. This was his most precious thing and he would never exchange it.

But after thinking for a while, Duan De seemed a little shaken and asked tentatively: "What can you give in exchange?"

"As long as you ask, I can find you."

Yang Zhu made a light statement. Compared with the imperial weapon and other treasures, he could tell the difference in importance.

"I want your ice coffin."

Hearing this condition, Yang Zhu paused. He could probably guess the reason.

The predecessor of the unscrupulous Taoist priest was the Lord of Heaven who transcends tribulations. He practiced the Heavenly Art of transcending tribulations, which required him to bury himself constantly. Yang Zhu could clearly see that there were already four marks of reincarnation in his body.

Duan De wanted an ice coffin, most likely to prepare for burial in this life. An ice coffin can slow down the passage of time and keep the body from decaying for tens of thousands of years, making it one of the best choices.

"Do you really want to change it? Do you know what this is?"

Yang Zhu originally just wanted to give it a try, but she didn't expect that he would actually agree to it.

"What broken bowl? Is it a treasure?" Upon hearing this, the big black dog immediately put his head over.

"I can vaguely guess, but... the Taoist needs an ice coffin more."

Duan De was in a dilemma, as this broken bowl had saved his life many times and saved him from desperate situations, so he was reluctant to give it up. Duan De had no background in this life, so he visited tombs everywhere in order to gather all kinds of materials and make adequate preparations for burying himself.

Hearing this, Yang Zhu was silent for a long time and did not respond to him immediately.

"How about this, I will give you the Xing character secret and the ice coffin together, so that you can come and go freely."

Duan De is a bit immoral, but he is loyal and righteous, and has a strong background, so he is worthy of friendship. Moreover, the two of them have a good relationship, so it is okay for him to "suffer a little loss".

"really?"

When Duan De heard the secret of the word "Xing", his eyes suddenly lit up. If he could master this secret, there would be no need to worry about not improving his knowledge of Feng Shui and tomb burials!

"When did I ever joke with you?"

"Okay, I believe you."

Duan De was also very straightforward. He immediately agreed by clapping his hands. Then he took out his precious "broken bowl", removed the mark left on it and handed it to Yang Zhu.

Taking the broken bowl, Yang Zhu nodded secretly, and with a wave of his embroidered robe, nine Taoist diagrams appeared in the void, each of which contained supreme mysteries.

"You should write it down as well. It will be good for you."

At Yang Zhu's signal, the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi and Duan De began to concentrate and try to memorize all the Taoist diagrams.

Duan De naturally had no objection to the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi practicing the Xing character secret with him, even though she had that kind of relationship with Yang Zhu.

This process takes a lot of time, but Yang Zhu is not in a hurry and waits quietly.

"What is this thing? Is it really worth risking nine miles to get it?" The big black dog was puzzled. He poked his huge head over and looked at it carefully.

Yang Zhu rubbed it carefully. The Sky-Devouring Demon Lid was as black as ink and felt cool to the touch. There was a ghost face pattern engraved inside the bowl, which was quite strange.

Soon, the big black dog discovered something unusual and was a little confused. "Why does it feel a little familiar..."

"This is the Sky Devouring Demon Cover."

Yang Zhu did not hide anything from Xiao Hei and told him his origins directly.

"What... the Sky-Devouring Demon Lid? It's that thing!"

The big black dog's scalp suddenly went numb and he was so excited that he almost went crazy. He rushed out in great excitement and ran around the snow mountain several times.

Even when I was out of breath and fell down exhausted, I still couldn't suppress my excitement.

Hei Huang had been coveting this thing for who knows how long, but he didn't expect to get it today!

"Xiao Hei, please calm down."

Yang Zhu was helpless, and then he cut his hand, squeezed out a drop of blood that was overflowing with purple-gold fairy light, and then injected it into the Devouring Demon Cap.

Suddenly, it trembled slightly as if it had life, and there seemed to be a starry sky in the broken bowl, able to swallow up the sun and the moon.

It absorbed and exhaled the essence of heaven and earth, and in almost an instant it drained the spiritual energy of the entire snow-capped mountain.

The tremendous pressure that followed from the violent vibration was unbearable, and made people's souls tremble, as if a peerless demon was about to cross over.

Fortunately, Yang Zhu controlled it in time, otherwise he would undoubtedly swallow up the entire snow mountain.

While Duan De and the others were comprehending the secret of the word "Xing", Yang Zhu began to imprint his own original Dao pattern into the Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover, so that he could truly possess it.

Half a day later, Duan De was the first to complete his understanding. He stood up and couldn't wait to put it into practice. He took a step and arrived several miles away. The feeling was so wonderful!

“Hahaha, you are worthy of being the Ninth Secret. Even if it is the Emperor’s Tomb in the future, I will go there too!”

The fat Taoist laughed loudly and stepped on the secret key of "Xing". He was as fast as a flash of lightning and it was difficult for ordinary people to catch a glimpse of his figure.

The Saint Maiden of Yao Chi took two hours longer than him before slowly opening her eyes. She benefited greatly from it and broke through to the fourth level of the Four Extremes on the spot.

(End of this chapter)