Let's Go

The bloody wind of the Endless Devil Sea battered the suspended platform that stretched for a hundred miles along the shore.

This platform was jointly constructed by the top factions of the Four Great Divine Continents; even the Endless Devil Sea could not erode it in the slightest.

At this moment, the platform was already crowded with people. From aristocratic scions at the Golden Core Realm to sect patriarchs at the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, tens of thousands of cultivators were densely scattered across the platform.

At the very front of the platform, exclusive areas for the major top factions had long been carved out.

On the far left was the camp of the Taichu Sacred Land. Ji Lingxuan, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe and holding a folding fan, stood at the front.

Behind him followed three Supreme Elders at the peak of the Tribulation Transcendence Realm who had been in secluded cultivation for years, their auras as steady as mountains.

And Master Taichu was also here. After all, the Divine Tomb was opening. As an Ascension Realm expert, it would be a lie to say he was not tempted by the treasure left behind by a peak Ascension Realm powerhouse.

Not far from Ji Lingxuan stood the other top factions of the Profound Heaven Continent.

For the Myriad Poison Sacred Land, the leader was an old woman in a black robe. She was surrounded by a dark green poisonous miasma, and her triangular eyes stared fixedly at the light door of the Divine Tomb, her eyes full of greed.

And she, too, was an Ascension Realm expert.

For the Divine Sword Sacred Land, the Sword Master was an expressionless white-clad swordsman. His sword intent soared into the sky. Even though he was just standing quietly, no one dared to approach within three rods of him, as if stepping half a pace closer would result in being cut by invisible sword qi.

For the Savage Divine Palace, the Palace Master was a burly man over ten feet tall. He was bare-chested, his bronze skin carved with savage runes. His aura was fierce and domineering, and his large bell-like eyes swept over the crowd, carrying an imposing pressure without him even showing anger.

They controlled the other keys.

There were also many other sacred lands, reclusive families, and sects on the platform. They had all sent elders to lead their teams, each of them possessing outstanding talent and formidable auras.

The top combat power naturally belonged to the sacred lands with Ascension Realm experts.

At this moment, everyone was waiting, waiting for the person holding the final key.

"Is this junior coming or not?" The old woman from the Myriad Poison Sacred Land finally could not help but break the silence with her hoarse voice, her tone full of impatience.

"He just teamed up with Taichu to kill a Wucang whose lifespan was nearing its end. Does he really think he is the co-lord of the Profound Heaven?"

"Making several of our sacred lands and so many top factions wait collectively for a wet-behind-the-ears brat?"

"Watch your words." The Sword Master of the Divine Sword Sacred Land glanced at her coldly, his voice as sharp as a sword's cry.

"If you have the ability to break the restrictions of the Profound Vault Divine Tomb, then open this door. If not, shut up."

The old woman's expression stiffened, but since they were both Ascension Realm experts, she did not want to fight him here. Her face darkened, but she said no more.

The surrounding cultivators also lowered their voices and began to whisper among themselves:

"I heard that Sacred Lord Ye is only twenty years old?"

"Is that true? Could he be the reincarnation of some mighty figure?"

"The Wutong Sacred Land dominated the Northern Hua Divine Continent for tens of thousands of years, yet it was uprooted by him overnight. Now, in the entire Profound Heaven, who dares to deny him face?"

Just as everyone was discussing animatedly, the void in the very center of the platform suddenly wavered slightly.

Without any spatial fluctuations or spiritual energy omens, as if he had been standing there all along, Ye Chuan's figure abruptly appeared at the forefront of the platform.

Dressed in a gold-trimmed black robe, he held the hand of Bai Qianshuang, who wore a plain white dress, with his left hand. He emitted no pressure and leaked no spiritual energy, looking just like a mortal with no cultivation base.

Yet it was this mortal who now stood quietly in the void. Below his feet was the Endless Devil Sea that could swallow cultivators, but not even the corner of his clothes was stirred by the sea's bloody wind.

The entire venue instantly fell dead silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

Tens of thousands of cultivators, including those Tribulation Transcendence Realm patriarchs, all widened their eyes, their faces full of horror.

Not a single one of them had perceived how Ye Chuan appeared!

Even the Supreme Elders of the Taichu Sacred Land, whose cultivation bases had long reached the peak of the Tribulation Transcendence Realm and were only one step away from the Ascension Realm, had completely failed to catch any spatial fluctuations.

It was as if Ye Chuan had been standing there from the very beginning, merged as one with the world.

What made their scalps tingle even more was that when they tried to probe Ye Chuan's cultivation base, the result they got was only a void.

It was like facing a bottomless abyss; no matter how they probed, they could not touch the bottom, only feeling a chill originating from the depths of their souls.

The next second, the various sect masters and family patriarchs on the platform instantly reacted, bowing to pay their respects, their tones respectful to the extreme:

"Greetings, Sacred Lord Ye!"

"Respectfully welcoming Sacred Lord Ye!"

The rising and falling sounds of greetings echoed across the hundred-mile platform. The cultivators who had dared to discuss him privately just a moment ago now did not even dare to lift their heads, afraid that their gazes would provoke this fiend.

Ji Lingxuan also walked up quickly, cupping his hands and smiling at Ye Chuan:

"You are finally here. The major factions have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Mm." Ye Chuan's gaze swept over the dense crowd on the platform, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Why are there so many people? I am opening a Divine Tomb, why did so many ragtag mobs show up?"

He had originally planned to bring Bai Qianshuang, Ji Lingxuan, and a few acquaintances inside. He did not expect tens of thousands of people to gather.

Just looking at them was annoying.

Might as well absorb them into my Human Emperor Banner.

Ji Lingxuan hurriedly leaned closer, lowering his voice to explain: "Once the door to the Profound Vault Divine Tomb is opened with the four keys, it will not close again."

"Even if we leave people outside to guard it, we will not be able to stop them. Forcibly blocking them will only create enemies for nothing."

"Moreover, there are extremely strong spatial turbulences in this Divine Tomb's small world. The moment they enter, they will be randomly teleported to various places within the small world. It is better to let them in to seek opportunities based on their own abilities; it will not hinder your business, Ye Chuan."

Hearing this, Ye Chuan pondered for a few seconds and felt that these words made sense.

Low-level cultivators would be instantly killed upon entering and did not need to be managed, while high-level ones led by Ascension Realm experts could not be managed anyway.

Ye Chuan had founded the Yuxu Sacred Land, which was still in its developmental stage, and he did not want to make too many enemies for the Yuxu Sect.

Not to mention that the strongest factions of the entire continent were gathered here.

"Alright, then we will ignore them." Ye Chuan nodded indifferently, raising his eyes to look at the light door in the center of the Devil Sea.

"Are all the keys here? Open the door."

Ji Lingxuan instantly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately waved his hand toward the direction of the three great sacred lands.

The leaders of the Myriad Poison Sacred Land, Divine Sword Sacred Land, and Savage Divine Palace immediately stepped forward quickly, each taking out an archaic jade key.

Ye Chuan also flicked his finger casually, and a dark jade carved with ancient runes flew out from his fingertips. It was exactly that key.

The four keys instantly turned into four streams of light, accurately embedding into the four grooves on the light door.

"Buzz!!!"

A deafening buzzing sound rang out, and the four keys simultaneously lit up with dazzling light. The obscure ancient runes on the light door were instantly fully illuminated!

A pale golden light screen of Dao principles spread out like a tide, and the originally tightly closed thousand-foot light door slowly opened to both sides.

Behind the door was churning golden chaotic mist. A vast and majestic aura from ten thousand years ago swept out from within the door, instantly enveloping the entire Endless Devil Sea.

Even if it was just a trace of the aftermath, it made the cultivators on the platform catch their breath, their faces full of fanaticism and excitement.

A fateful opportunity!

This was a chance to reach the heavens in a single bound!

"Charge!!"

Someone roared, and countless cultivators instantly surged toward the gate of light like a tidal wave. The factions from the major Holy Lands no longer hesitated. Transforming into streaks of light, they plunged into the portal.

"Let's go too." Ye Chuan tightened his grip on Bai Qianshuang's hand and gave Ji Lingxuan a nod. With a blur of motion, he soared toward the gate of light, bringing Bai Qianshuang along with him.