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

Chapter 163 Black Ocean
The whole place was in complete silence. That man was considered a local prodigy, having reached the second level of the Four Extremes at such a young age, yet he was beaten half to death by a single blow.

"Wulian Tianzun, why did you provoke him? I have suffered a lot..."

Duan De just glanced at the man. He often stayed with Hei Huang and was very familiar with his strength and temper. There were some things that even he didn't dare to joke about.

When Hei Huang saw the treasure, even his own people dared to criticize him, let alone an outsider who dared to say that to him?

"Xiao Hei, let's go."

Yang Zhu and the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi walked towards the depths. Now that a perfect holy weapon had been found in the sarcophagus, he felt that the person buried here was definitely an ancient saint.

"coming."

Upon hearing this, Hei Huang was about to follow immediately, but he was so angry that he turned around and pulled the stopper out of the black gourd.

boom!
Suddenly, the scorching temperature surged, and a pitch-black flame that could burn the void gushed out. The terrifying high temperature instantly refined the man into nothingness.

What Hei Huang hated most was someone calling him a "dog spirit", let alone a fourth-level cultivator, and in front of so many people.

"Damn it, if it were me in my prime, I would have definitely wiped out your entire sect."

He cursed out loud, glanced at everyone with disdain, and then followed.

"Brother Yang, you see that dead dog can have a holy weapon, why don't you get one for me? Don't worry, I won't take it for free, you can exchange it with something!"

Duan De's face was flushed with a fawning expression. The big black dog was very greedy for the holy weapon he had obtained.

"Woof! You are such a shameless fat bastard."

The big black dog followed with a sly grin on his face. He hung the black gourd around his neck and swung it back and forth in front of Duan De.

The few of them continued to go deeper, but they did not encounter any rare treasures along the way, nor did they encounter any resistance such as killing formations, which inevitably made them confused.

"It's strange. Generally, saints' ruins are extremely dangerous and one can lose one's life if one is not careful. Has our journey been too smooth?" Duan De asked doubtfully.

Before he could think carefully, after a sharp turn, the view in front of him suddenly opened up.

Wow!
First there was a rushing stream of water, and then what came into view was a vast expanse of ocean.

The space here is extremely vast, as if you have come to another world. A river lies across the sky, blocking the way forward.

The sea in front of me was very strange. The water was a rare black color, pitch black, with no signs of life at all.

The breeze blows, and the sea surface shimmers like dazzling silver scales.

But as soon as the bright light rose, it was quickly swallowed up by the endless darkness and disappeared without a trace.

"Damn, why is the sea water black?"

Heihuang looked at the sea, wondering what he was thinking about. He couldn't help but feel a little scared and took a few steps back.

"With a green belt around his waist, dragons swimming in the mountains, and Longtou Spring, there should be a magical spring here. How could it be a pool of black water?"

Yang Zhu looked at the sea. On the surface, it looked desolate and lifeless, even a little like the water of the underworld.

As a holy body and Taoist fetus, he was born favored by the Dao and was extremely sensitive to all life breath and Dao formations.

In Yang Zhu's eyes, these black waters contained rich spiritual energy, but there was something else.

In the invisible void, countless black lines intertwined together, covering the surface of the lake, restraining and sealing all the vitality here.

"Did you find anything?"

The Saint of Yaochi knew that Yang Zhu was deducing, so she did not interrupt him. After Yang Zhu came to his senses, she asked softly, "That ancient saint was proficient in formations and set up a complicated formation to unite all the spiritual energy in this place to suppress something."

Yang Zhu explained, his eyes extremely deep, staring at the bottom of the lake which was constantly evolving.

"Gathering the energy of the entire ocean...then what he suppressed must be incredible!"

The big black dog reacted quickly. There was no doubt that something that even an ancient saint had to use all his strength to suppress must be extremely ferocious and evil.

If that thing were to break the seal, the consequences would be unimaginable, it would be a disaster!
Fortunately, Yang Zhu was there, which made the few people feel slightly relieved. Otherwise, they might have retreated. After all, no one wanted to accidentally touch the seal.

Many forces and strong men have already gathered at the seaside, all of them are extraordinary and have extraordinary backgrounds.

A purple warship that was a hundred feet long appeared in the sky. Its glittering and shiny hull had many scars, and it seemed that it had experienced many battles.

In addition, there are many flashing runes on the surface, which is stronger than fine iron. Although they have been worn away by the years, they still exude a terrifying aura.

There were more than ten people standing on the purple warship, led by three young men of extraordinary bearing, who seemed to be the sons of saints and had high cultivation bases.

The rest are white-haired old men, elders, and their strength should not be underestimated.

They are from the Suzaku Sect, a top-notch force in Zhongzhou with impressive strength.

"Which faction are these people from? Why don't I have any impression of them?"

The leading young man frowned and stared at Yang Zhu and the others with a scrutinizing look.

This man's name is Chen Xiao. He is the Holy Son of the Suzaku Sect and one of the contemporary geniuses in Zhongzhou. Despite his young age, he has already achieved a strong level of cultivation.

"We are all here to look for treasure, so what does it matter if we have a background or not?"

Not far away, on an ancient chariot, a handsome man crossed his arms across his chest and retorted.

This man is the young master of the Hongchen Sect, named Si Yuandong, because the Hongchen Sect and the Suzaku Sect are both first-rate forces.

Normally, the two sides don't get along well with each other. Although they haven't torn their faces apart, they often compete secretly.

For a moment, other major sects and powerful people all looked over here. Many of them were familiar with Chen Xiao, but they were very surprised by Yang Zhu.
"Son Chen Xiao, this person has an extraordinary temperament and is definitely not an ordinary person. You'd better not provoke him casually."

There were many powerful men present, but when facing Yang Zhu, they were all deeply shocked, and felt an inexplicable sense of awe and powerlessness in their hearts.

Yang Zhu went straight to the Black Lake and ignored Chen Xiao from beginning to end.

"Woof! Where did you come from, you bastard? You are so unruly. Be careful, I will beat the shit out of you."

The big black dog glanced at Chen Xiao, his eyes lingered on the purple warship for a moment, and then a look of contempt appeared on his face.

"Even the saints of other great sects don't dare to look down on me like this. Aren't you too arrogant?"

After all, Chen Xiao was the Son of God. He had never been ignored like this before, especially in public. His face suddenly turned gloomy.

Not only that, what made him even more angry was that Yang Zhu's disregard for him was not deliberate, but more like a natural expression.

"And you, a black dog, dare to talk to me like this?"

Then, Chen Xiao's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he wished he could skin the big black dog and pull out its tendons.

Just looking at the big black dog, he exudes greed, speaks sharply, has a look of disdain, and shows no mercy at all!

(End of this chapter)