From Princess in the Cold Palace to Empress in Heaven

"The Chaos Pearl and the Rusted Sword, the former is more suitable for defense or formation, while the latter is good at killing. When I was in the King Realm before, I was able to kill the Saint King with it. Now that I have become a Saint, I wonder if I can kill the Quasi-Emperor?"

Xiao Minghuang muttered to himself.

Her path to sainthood was different from that of ordinary monks.

Most cultivators usually specialize in one path when they are in the realm of life and death. The life and death platform they condense is also slowly condensed from a single avenue, so after entering the holy realm, it is the first level of the holy realm.

Some talented cultivators practice two or even three avenues simultaneously in the realm of life and death. Then, after breaking through the realm of sainthood, it is possible for them to enter the second heaven directly.

There are even some evil geniuses who, once they enter the holy realm, reach the third or even fourth level.

But someone like Xiao Minghuang, who cultivates twelve great ways and twelve different life and death platforms, once entering the holy realm, is at the seventh level of the holy realm. This is unprecedented, and there will probably be no one like him in the future.

Therefore, even she herself is not very clear about her current strength.

However, there was no chance for her to test the items inside this ancient tomb. After all, this was a secret realm that only cultivators at the king level could enter.

"its not right!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Minghuang suddenly felt puzzled, and thought to himself: "There is a supreme law suppressing this ancient tomb. Logically speaking, I should not be able to become a saint, but just now, when I became a saint, I did not feel any suppression. What is the reason?"

She thought about it in her mind, but couldn't come up with an answer.

The only explanation is that the laws in the Immortal Palace and the ancient tomb are not the same.

In the Palace of Immortality, the supreme law does not suppress the holy realm.

If this speculation is true, then as soon as she steps out of the Palace of Immortality, the suppression of the Supreme Law will probably appear immediately.

Xiao Minghuang walked all the way and finally stopped at the gate of the Palace of Immortality. She frowned slightly. If she wanted to step out of the Palace of Immortality, she would probably have to face the suppression of the laws left by the Supreme Being.

“Let’s try it first!”

She thought to herself, no matter how powerful the owner of the ancient tomb was when he was alive, he was dead once he was dead. How could she still be afraid of a dead person?

As she stepped out of the palace gate, an invisible suppression of the supreme law suddenly appeared and hit her head hard, like a mountain pressing down on her.

click-

Xiao Minghuang's feet suddenly sank, her body trembled, her steps staggered, and she almost fell.

The next moment, the Purple Mansion Cave Heaven in her body shook, the laws of the Holy Way surged, and brilliant divine light bloomed from her eyebrows, resisting the suppression of the supreme law.

"The Way of Destiny!"

She took a deep breath and activated the way of destiny, hiding herself as a variable from this secret realm so that it could not sense her existence.

Mysterious runes condensed on her skin, like bits of shining stars, protecting her entire body.

Gradually, the powerful suppression of the supreme law gradually subsided.

"call--"

Feeling the pressure disappear, Xiao Minghuang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But it is not a permanent solution. Although she used the Way of Destiny to cleverly avoid the suppression of the Supreme Law, she could not use the Holy Law in the ancient tomb.

Once one exerts power beyond the king realm, he will be sensed by the ancient tomb again. At that time, there will be no escape and he will have to face the invasion of the supreme law.

However, even with her strength at the king level, she is still invincible in the ancient tomb.

"That's enough."

Xiao Minghuang whispered to himself: "According to Xie Ziyin, to the east of here should be the main Taoist temple of the owner of the ancient tomb, where his inheritance should exist."

The experience in different time and space made her hate the evil demons of the Southern Wasteland even more. Now she couldn't wait to find those evil demons of the Southern Wasteland and wipe them out!

Swish!

Her figure moved, turned into a golden light, and rushed into the distance...

...

In the center of the ancient tomb, in a huge palace.

Countless chaotic auras intertwined in the hall, the air was filled with a heavy smell of blood, and a thick blood-colored mist lingered, covering most of the hall, making it look eerie and gloomy.

On the high platform in the center of the hall stood more than a dozen people in black robes.

The leader was a handsome and mysterious young man. His eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't have any of the emotions that a normal person would have.

Behind him, several men in black robes were dressed the same, but they exuded different evil auras.

Some are filled with bloody murderous aura, some are filled with ghostly demonic aura, some are filled with cold and evil aura, and some are filled with gray and dead aura.

Obviously, these people are not Dongji monks.

367. Strength in Numbers

Inside the Central Dojo Palace.

The cultivators from the Eastern Pole and more than a dozen evil demons from the Southern Wilderness each occupied one side.

Although the former had a large number of people and strong forces, they did not dare to act rashly.

Although the latter's number was far less than that of the Dongji side, they seemed calm and casual, as if they had nothing to fear.

Among all the monks in Dongji, standing in the front was a woman in a light blue dress. She had an upright figure, a delicate face, and bright and sharp eyes, revealing a hint of heroism.

This woman was none other than the goddess of the Lin family in Yangzhou, Lin Chaoyu.

She is also ranked third on the Hidden Dragon List and is the strongest person in the entire Zhongtian Dongji world except for Xiao Minghuang. However, she has been practicing in the clan and rarely appears in public. She has not even been to the Holy Academy, so the outside world knows very little about her.

Therefore, the leader of the geniuses of the noble families in the holy places of Dongji has always been Meng Qi, the Holy Son of Ziwei Holy Land.

Now that the Holy Son of Ziwei is not here, the important task of leading the Dongji monks present to eliminate demons and defend the way of righteousness naturally falls on her shoulders.

The young men beside her were also young geniuses from Zhongtian Dongji.

"Red Dust Demon Dao Ren Wuqing, I didn't expect you to sneak into Dongji and ambush and kill us!"

In the main hall, the Le family god chariot's holy son shouted fiercely, his eyes were icy and chilling.

He exuded a sharp aura from head to toe. He held a long sword in his hand with the blade's light flickering. It seemed that if he disagreed with someone, he would draw his sword and cut them down, as if he wanted to cut these evil demons from the Southern Wilderness into pieces.

"You think too highly of yourself. Our Holy Son is invincible. He doesn't even need to personally kill a bunch of you!"

Behind Ren Wuqing, the Son of the Netherworld, who was wearing a black robe and had gray skin, sneered.

His eyes were gloomy and his face was extremely pale. At first glance, he looked like a living ghost.

"How dare a sickly person like you to speak so brazenly!"

A monk from Dongji laughed.

"Do you know that the Saint Son of the Le Divine Dynasty is a rare sword genius in a thousand years. When he was in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, he had already comprehended the perfection of sword intent. Now he has even achieved a small success in the field of swordsmanship and is ranked 19th on the Hidden Dragon List. Killing you is as easy as pie!"

Another Dongji monk snorted coldly.

“Haha, so what if you have made some small achievements in the field of swordsmanship? You’re nothing but garbage in my eyes!” The Holy Son of the Netherworld said proudly. Before coming here, he knew a lot of news about Dongji through some channel, and naturally knew the name of the Holy Son of the Le’s Divine Dynasty.

But he also knew that the Dongji cultivators were good at magical powers and techniques, but not good at physical combat. In actual combat, he thought he could easily defeat them.

"Insanity!"

The words have not yet fallen.

The Holy Son of the Le Dynasty was furious. He flashed and drew his sword to cut down.

Boom! ! !

A fierce and powerful sword energy suddenly rose up, carrying a destructive aura, cutting through the void and slashing straight towards the Son of the Netherworld.

Before the blade light arrived, the terrifying blade force swept over first, causing the pupils of the Holy Son of the Netherworld to shrink slightly.

“I can’t help it!”

The Holy Son of the Netherworld sneered disdainfully and flicked his finger. A ball of black flame appeared out of thin air, swelled up in the wind, and turned into a ferocious dragon.

boom!

The sword energy and the fire dragon collided with each other, causing a shocking roar. The terrifying energy spread in all directions, causing the earth to shake violently.

After a moment, the black flame dragon broke into pieces and turned into nothing.

The sword's momentum continued unabated as it headed straight for the Holy Son of the Netherworld.

Upon seeing this, the Holy Son of the Netherworld sneered, then dodged away and appeared in another place in the palace.

"Le Shengzi, be careful!"

"Beware of the evil spirits!"

A monk from Dongji reminded.

"Of course I know."

The Holy Son of the Le Dynasty responded, circulated his spiritual power, and chased after him with a sword.

The two men were approaching rapidly, one in front and one behind. In the blink of an eye, he was within a few meters of the opponent, and then attacked the opponent without hesitation.

The Holy Son of the Le Dynasty held a long sword in his hand and slashed out a dazzling light, like a crescent-shaped sword light, tearing through the air and slashing towards the Holy Son of the Netherworld.

However, the Holy Son of the Netherworld did not use any magical powers to resist. Instead, a strange smile appeared on his gray face. He just stood there and was directly annihilated by the powerful sword light.

"How is this going?"

The Holy Son of the Le Divine Dynasty's eyes froze, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart. Alarm bells suddenly rang in his mind, and he subconsciously swung a knife towards the void above his head.

"Le Shengzi, be careful above your head!"

At this time, Lin Chaoyu noticed that the Saint Son of the Netherworld was ambushing on top of the Saint Son of the Le Divine Dynasty, and immediately reminded him loudly.

However, this reminder is still a little too late.

hum!

A pitch-black dagger fell from the sky and pierced into the forehead of the Holy Son of the Le Dynasty like a poisonous snake.

Puff.

The head of the Holy Son of the Le Divine Dynasty exploded directly, and he didn't even have time to scream. His purple mansion collapsed, his spiritual power dissipated, and blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the hall red, shocking the other Dongji cultivators.

"Son!"

The monks of the Le Dynasty screamed in grief.

"Despicable!"

"A villain who only knows how to launch sneak attacks!"

"If you have the ability, fight head-on!"

The other Dongji monks all glared at him angrily.

The Holy Maiden of the Gu Divine Dynasty was furious, and threw a magical power directly at the Holy Son of the Netherworld, but he dodged it cleverly and returned to Ren Wuqing's side.

“Hey hey!” The Holy Son of the Netherworld sneered, “The winner is the king. If anyone of you wants to avenge him, you can come out and we will continue the competition!”

After saying this, the Holy Son of the Netherworld put away the black dagger, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked towards the Dongji monk with a provocative look.

The Saintess of the Gu Clan Divine Dynasty was filled with murderous intent. She took a step and wanted to go out to fight, but was stopped by Lin Chaoyu. She shook her head slightly and said, "There is no need for us to fight them."

"Goddess Lin, why are you stopping me? Are you scared?!"

Her face was filled with anger: "He's been bullied at home! How can I tolerate this! I want to avenge him!"

The Gu Divine Dynasty and the Le Divine Dynasty are neighbors to each other and have been intermarrying for generations. The Saint Le, who was just killed by the Saint Son of the Netherworld, had an engagement with the Saint Girl of the Gu Divine Dynasty. The two have always had a very good relationship. Now, seeing her fiancé dying in front of her, how can she remain calm?

The Holy Maiden of the Wei Divine Tribe also stepped out. She held a long sword in her hand. On the hilt hung a tiger-shaped jade pendant, which was extremely magical.

“Goddess Lin, we are numerous and powerful. If we attack them together, no matter how strong they are, they will never be our match!”

The beautiful face of the Holy Maiden of the Wei Dynasty revealed a murderous aura, which was totally inconsistent with her beautiful and delicate appearance.

"That's right. If we continue to endure this, we won't be worthy of being called Tianjiao."

"Since the other party is so arrogant, let us make them understand the consequences of their arrogance!"

The other Dongji monks were also filled with murderous intent.

"Everyone...please listen to me..."

Lin Chaoyu frowned frequently. Although she ranked third on the Potential Dragon List, the highest among everyone present, she had no combat record, no prestige, and she was not familiar with any of the geniuses present, so it was difficult for her to lead everyone.