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Chapter 113 The Tomb Keeper: "My worries from back then have come true!"

The old tomb keeper's gaze lingered for a moment on Chen Nan, who was hunting in the mountains and forests of the God and Demon Cemetery, beyond the barrier of the house. He then glanced at the sky and let out a soft sigh from the thatched hut.

The old man guarding the tomb looked on with reminiscence. Chen Nan's appearance reminded him of many things from thousands of years ago.

Ten thousand years ago, he fought against the ancient gods and ascended to the Nine Heavens. He was struck down from the Nine Heavens by the Heavenly Dao and fell into the mortal realm. He was then targeted by He Lang, who was still in the Immortal Martial Realm at the time, who wanted to devour his origin. He casually sent him into reincarnation and then paid no attention to him.

At that time, the laws of Heaven were deeply entangled within his body. After swatting away the little insects that dared to offend him, he began to continue his seclusion.

When he recovered from his injuries and walked on the shattered earth, he was surprised to find that the ant he had casually swatted to death at the Immortal Martial Realm was still alive and kicking, wandering around the ruins of the Six Realms, his cultivation level practically ascending.

This situation naturally piqued his interest. After secretly investigating, he unexpectedly discovered that He Lang was actually devouring the essence of all living beings and cultivating an extremely strange demonic art, just like the Heavenly Dao that lies high in the nine heavens, reaping the essence of all living beings.

At that time, he thought it was some new method created by the Heavenly Dao, so he thought of suppressing He Lang to study it. However, He Lang escaped several times, and each time he was better at hiding!

When they met for the last time, that kid had become a Heavenly Realm expert and even secretly attacked him. He was suppressed by that brat and became a weapon in his hands. He fought all the way through the Nine Heavens for thousands of years, and several times he went up to the Heavenly Dao Origin Land in the Nine Heavens and destroyed the Heavenly Dao.

Everything was fine at first, but slowly the old man guarding the tomb noticed something was wrong. After attacking the Heavenly Dao several times, He Lang suddenly shouted something strange like "I have realized it" and after cutting off a part of the Heavenly Dao's origin, he directly occupied the Nine Heavens and called himself the Heavenly Emperor.

At the same time, he gathered countless masters to suppress the resurrected beings of the Six Realms and made them worship him, disregarding the Heavenly Dao and only honoring the Heavenly Emperor!
The worries he had when he first met He Lang had come true.

Although He Lang did not reap the benefits of all living beings, he was transforming towards a state similar to that of the Heavenly Dao.

Under the sacrifices of all living beings, the old man guarding the tomb discovered that He Lang was gradually becoming similar to the Heavenly Dao, and the former warrior against the heavens was falling into the most terrifying abyss.

The only saving grace is that He Lang remained rational, unlike the ruthless Heaven.

However, this change also frightened the Heavenly Court's Heavenly Rank experts, for none of them understood the essence of the Heavenly Dao better than them!
Their own boss is transforming towards the Heavenly Dao, and might even reap what they sow in the future. Who can sit still?

While He Lang was undergoing a profound transformation, a group of Heavenly Realm experts joined forces to shatter the Investiture of the Gods, which the Heavenly Emperor had used to imprison their true spirits, and then fled into the Six Realms to hide.

At that time, he was in charge of the Investiture of the Gods and was the leader!
"Alas! Why do you insist on transforming towards the Heavenly Dao? Isn't the realm of defying the heavens enough? One after another, you've gone mad! One is a madman of the Heavenly Dao! And the other is a madman of the Human Dao!"

The old man guarding the tomb recalled his conversation with He Lang in the Heavenly Palace and murmured softly.

"I don't know if you've completely fallen now. Although the power of all living beings can be used to appease the Heavenly Dao, it also contains the greatest sins in the world..."

At this moment, a glint of light appeared in the old tomb keeper's cloudy eyes, and a vast divine power surged within his withered body. Strands of his aura leaked out, plunging the endless remnants of gods and demons in the Cemetery of Gods and Demons into silence.

"Ta Tata..."

Just as the Cemetery of Gods and Demons was completely silent, a sound of footsteps came from outside the thatched hut, making the old man guarding the tomb's eyes brighten.

"I have said that my path is different from the way of heaven. How can the power of mere living beings erode my will? The power of living beings will only become a stepping stone for me to break through to a higher realm."

A loud voice came from outside the door, and at the same time the door of the thatched hut was opened, and a tall and imposing figure walked in. He had a smile on his face and looked at the old man guarding the tomb with a playful look in his eyes.

The person who arrived was none other than He Lang!

"Heh, so you were watching this place all along."

The old tomb keeper gave a forced smile, not too surprised by He Lang's appearance. Ever since he accidentally discovered traces of He Lang in the Divine Demon Cemetery, he knew that he would see He Lang again here sooner or later.

Ten thousand years have buried too much. People only know the Heavenly Emperor; no one knows that He Lang was the Heavenly Emperor's former name. But he will not forget. This is also why he thought of running away but didn't. Having been caught by He Lang's traces, he might already be locked onto by the Heavenly Emperor. Where else could he run to?

There was nowhere to hide in the Six Realms. There was one in the Chaos, but it was occupied by the Nine Heavens under the Heavenly Dao. Going there would be suicide.

"Don't be so nervous. I'm not going to eat you. We're old friends. Don't you even have this much trust?"

Seeing the old man guarding the tomb circulate his divine power to its peak, looking ready to make a move at any moment, He Lang said irritably.

"I let those Heavenly Realm experts from the Heavenly Court go, leaving your Heavenly Court an empty shell. Aren't you here to settle scores with me?" the old tomb keeper said in surprise.

He could tell from He Lang's tone that He Lang didn't seem to be there to settle scores with him, which made him lower his guard.

Regardless of the despicable things he did, he still trusted He Lang's character, after all, he had been manipulated by He Lang to fight against the heavens for thousands of years.

"The Heavenly Court was just something to play with. If it's gone, it's gone. What's there to care about? As for the Heavenly Rank experts, they've all run away, they're not dead. I'm here to see you old friends."

The old tomb keeper knew that the old friend He Lang was referring to besides himself was probably Chen Nan. Seeing him was probably just a side thing, otherwise why hadn't he appeared for thousands of years?

"The old friend you mentioned includes that kid who came out of the tomb, right? Was his resurrection your doing, or Dugu Baitian's?"

The old tomb keeper glanced at Chen Nan, who had already caught his prey and was rushing from the forest toward the thatched hut, and asked the question that had been bothering him.

"This wasn't my doing, this..."

Just as He Lang finished speaking and was about to say something, he sensed a gaze emanating from the area shrouded by countless arrays beneath the Divine Demon Cemetery and falling upon him.

He Lang looked back and saw a tall, blurry man shrouded in chaotic energy standing in that world, with a demonic aura emanating from him.

The two nodded to each other across the distance without exchanging words, but He Lang understood the man's thoughts: he was inviting him into that world for a detailed discussion.

He Lang knew that this was Dugu Baitian, a peerless expert whom even the Heavenly Dao feared. His peerless methods were the same as the martial arts of the Dugu family that he had collected.

"He Lang, what are you looking at?"

The old man guarding the tomb seemed to sense something and looked in the direction He Lang was looking, but he saw nothing and quickly asked.

He had always felt that this cemetery of gods and demons was different from other cemeteries of gods and demons on the Tianyuan Continent, but he had never been able to find the reason. Considering He Lang's heaven-defying cultivation, he felt that He Lang must have made some discovery.

"I'll take you to see him later, and you'll find out."

Just as the two were talking, Chen Nan quickly arrived at the thatched hut carrying a wild deer. The old tomb keeper, who was about to say something, shut his mouth and suppressed his doubts.

"Old man, I've hunted a wild deer..."

As Chen Nan spoke, he walked into the house. Upon seeing He Lang, he paused, first startled, then asked with some doubt, "He Lang? Is that you?"

"Chen Nan, it's been a long time!"

(End of this chapter)