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

Chapter 6 Confrontation
When he looked over, he saw a man in green clothes, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with four middle-aged guardians standing beside him.

After just a quick glance, Yang Zhu withdrew his gaze. The man's strength was good, but not enough for him to take seriously.

"Haha, this person has such a big heart."

"You don't take our Lihuo Sect seriously. Is it because you are ignorant and fearless, or because you are confident?"

Several protectors snorted coldly; Yang Zhu had attracted their attention.

As they were talking, the young man who was being protected had a gloomy look on his face and said nothing.

He sensed a kind of disdain from Yang Zhu's eyes just now. That emotion was not deliberately expressed, but more like a subconscious behavior from the heart.

"You are so confident. I want to see how strong you are when we get inside."

These words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth. As the last disciple of the Lihuo Sect, when had he ever been treated with such contempt?

"Could that person be from the Holy Land? How dare he ignore the Lihuo Sect?"

"It's very likely. It looks like he has a complicated background. We'd better not conflict with him."

The Lihuo Sect is a second-rate force in the surrounding area. It is not even well-known in the entire Eastern Wilderness, but it is not someone that ordinary cultivators can afford to offend.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but talk about it, thinking that something good was going to happen.

There are many ferocious beasts and birds in the mountains, and the dangers are numerous. Every once in a while, the monks would engage in a fierce battle with them, causing quite a stir.

Yang Zhu went deeper and deeper without any obstruction or accidents.

The wild beasts were more sensitive to aura than the monks. After sensing Yang Zhu's powerful presence, they were frightened and hid away, staying away.

Not to mention attacking, the group of birds of prey would rather flee far away. In their eyes, Yang Zhu was like a dormant beast that could wake up at any time and sweep away everything.

This made the Black Emperor very happy. There were many spiritual herbs on the way, which were originally guarded by ferocious beasts, but now they were all scared away and finally fell into his pocket.

"Jade Snake Orchid... Green Ivy Fruit!"

Along the way, the black dog couldn't stop laughing and was busy digging various spiritual herbs. Wherever he passed, he looted everything.

"Spiritual herbs gather the essence of heaven and earth and grow endlessly. It's fine if you just pick them, but why don't you let them go before they're ripe?"

"This emperor follows the principle of never wasting..."

Finally, Yang Zhu couldn't stand it anymore and said something to it, and then Hei Huang restrained himself a little.

Two hours later, Yang Zhu and his companions reached the depths and finally stopped in front of a river.

Many monks have already gathered here, as if waiting for something.

A huge river stretched across their path, at least ten feet wide, standing out prominently on the flat loess.

The most eye-catching thing is the color of the river, which is pitch black!
The source of the Black River is somewhere unknown. It seems to emerge from the ground, constantly emitting eerie cold air.

There was fog above the Heihe River, and the dim light shining through the fog made people feel unspeakable uneasiness.

There was a suffocating feeling of oppression in the air, as if an invisible force was restraining the soul. The first feeling one had was like arriving in the underworld, where one could be killed at any time.

Even though it was far away, it still felt like countless sharp blades piercing into the bone marrow, which was frightening.

What is even more creepy is that the Black River is flowing at a fast speed, but it does not create any waves and there is not a single sound!
Even if I bent down to listen, there was still no result. The Black River was so silent that it seemed as if it didn't exist.

"No wonder they say there is a god in the underworld. Feelings have gone all the way to the underworld."

The corner of Heihuang's mouth twitched. Being knowledgeable, he guessed the reason immediately.

"This is the Yellow Spring water that gushed out from the ground. It is said that it can even freeze the soul."

This great demon was truly powerful, and he was buried in such a place.

Either he has an ulterior motive, or he just doesn't want his treasure to be passed on to future generations.

At this time, the sky was painted with a burst of fire, and a fire bird spread out its huge flaming wings, carrying a group of people and coming quickly.

Every time the wings flapped, a wave of heat surged, causing the space to distort. "The people from the Lihuo Sect have arrived."

"Wang Xiao is already in the middle stage of Life Spring at such a young age. His talent is not inferior to his brother."

The crowd below exclaimed and quickly recognized the identities of these people.

Above the flamingo, a man stood at the front of the crowd. He was Wang Xiao, the core disciple of the Lihuo Sect.

A flash of light appeared, and a piece of animal skin emerged, coming quickly along the ground.

There was also a row of people standing above, and the formation was not much different from that of the Lihuo Sect. They were people from Lingbao Cave Heaven.

Soon, a strange beast came on a colorful cloud, surrounded by clouds and mist. A young man sat on it. He held a stone spear and was dressed in simple clothes, but no one dared to underestimate him.

Because there is a wild force flowing from the young man, and his strength is terrifying.

"Who is this? He doesn't look weak at all!"

"Could it be the barbarians?"

Everyone speculated, but no one knew its true origin.

The young man held a stone spear in one hand, with his arms folded across his chest. His eyes were exceptionally bright, filled with primitive murderous intent.

The land of Eastern Wilderness is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There are many powerful cultivators hidden in secret. They usually don't show their strength, but they will appear halfway at the critical moment.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, more and more monks gathered here from all directions and stood by the Black River, not daring to act rashly.

"There are at least a thousand people here. Let's get it..."

Hei Huang muttered to himself, not knowing what he was planning.

When the great demon's tomb appears, thousands of cultivators will come to the scene upon hearing the news, and a fierce battle is inevitable.

Yang Zhu was calm and not worried about this situation happening at all. He was ready to fight against everyone alone.

He is not afraid of any force. If there are obstacles that hinder his progress, he will sweep them away!
In addition to human cultivators, many powerful demons also rushed over quickly. How could they be absent when a great demon's tomb was revealed?

Humans and transsexuals don't get along well with each other, and the atmosphere becomes tense as soon as they meet.

A big man with green scales on his arms shouted at the human monks, "This is my demon clan's tomb. Do you humans want to get involved too?"

A two-meter-tall giant not far away clashed his fists and spoke: "Yes, this is the treasure left to us by the great demon ancestor. Humans have no right to touch it!"

"Why can't we, the human cultivators, come here to look for opportunities? Could it be that our human race has a rare treasure that has appeared in the world, and you guys are not fighting for it?"

The people on the animal skins were not afraid at all. An old man stepped forward and said.

A beautiful woman with blonde hair, green eyes and wings said, "Most treasures are nameless, but the one in the tomb is indeed a powerful demon from my clan. How do you explain this?"

"You think you can drive away thousands of my monks with just this? It's a foolish dream!"

The two sides insisted on their own words and refused to give in to each other.

Wow!
At this time, there was a noise from the Black River, the black river water began to surge, and a huge stone gate emerged from the bottom of the water.

There are two huge stone pillars on both sides of the stone gate, engraved with some mysterious characters, like a real dragon rising up or a black tortoise lying down.

Even after a long time, it is still clearly visible.

The stone gate is simple and elegant, without too many gorgeous decorations, exuding a breathtaking and majestic atmosphere.

"The entrance to the Yin Tomb!"

Many monks exclaimed, and they were eager to try, wishing they could enter immediately.

The space inside the door is blocked by a screen, making it impossible to see what is going on inside.

People did not dare to act rashly. They suppressed their restless emotions and refocused their attention on the two sides in the confrontation.

(End of this chapter)