Open them all and take a look.

Aiden praised:

"At first glance, it looks like Gu Banjin's handiwork."

Chen Feng asked curiously:

"Why not that Gu Sanliang?"

Hearing Chen Feng's question, Aiden burst into laughter.

"Hahaha..."

"Because Gu Sanliang, that brute, can't read!"

Alright then.

Chen Feng really hadn't expected that.

A dignified ancient Martial God was actually illiterate.

Aiden asked eagerly:

"Young man, I don't know many Great Xia characters."

"Quickly tell me, what is written on this?"

Chen Feng nodded.

First, he read out the four ancestral rules of the Gu clan one by one.

First, killing members of the same clan is forbidden; the day of internal slaughter is the day the clan is exterminated.

Second, forever protect the Qilin; with its auspicious blessing, the Gu clan will remain safe.

Third, the Ageless Ever-Spring Technique must not be casually taught to outsiders; the price of longevity is a new life.

Fourth, opening the stone coffins in the ghost tombs is forbidden; opening a coffin means certain death, allowing spirits from the underworld to return in a borrowed corpse.

Chen Feng was somewhat speechless.

It felt as if every single ancestral rule had been violated.

The extermination of the Gu clan really wasn't unjust.

Then, what was written on the stone wall were some taboos of the Kunlun Mountains.

The Four Symbols Chasm suppressed the inheritance of divine beasts.

The Eight Great Forbidden Zones sealed the martial arts destiny of the monster race.

The sixty-four ghost tombs severed the martial arts destiny of the human race.

And the method used to maintain the operation of the array was known as the Kunlun Blood Sacrifice.

For the Kunlun Blood Sacrifice, the natural death of living creatures was the best offering.

If the blood sacrifice accelerated, the bloodlines of divine beasts would awaken, and the mountain-sealing array would open.

If the blood sacrifice was completed, Kunlun would split the heavens.

The realms of yin and yang would connect, and all the dead would return.

If the array was broken, the Kunlun Blood Sacrifice would flow backward.

The vitality and blood absorbed by the array would be completely returned.

The path to becoming a Martial God would open once again.

After Chen Feng finished reading.

Several people fell into deep thought.

The current situation was very clear.

The array set up by ancient mighty figures had been broken.

The human race's martial arts would usher in a new peak.

In the future, it might be just like Yin Hu had said.

Martial Saints would be as common as dogs, and demigods would walk everywhere.

Even Martial Gods would appear one by one.

At this time, they also understood what was going on with Aiden.

An ancient person had actually come back to life in modern society.

It felt somewhat unbelievable even to say it out loud.

Chen Feng had to quickly return to the Great Xia Heavenly Capital.

He needed to inform the Martial Arts Guild of this matter and make arrangements as early as possible.

If it weren't for the recent abnormal increase in vitality and blood among all the people.

There would definitely be people questioning this matter.

Because it sounded simply too absurd.

However, everyone now knew that Chen Feng certainly wouldn't have nothing better to do than make up mythological stories for them.

For this reason, Chen Feng even invited the easygoing Aiden to personally come to Great Xia.

To prove this matter to everyone.

Aiden was very cooperative.

He didn't put on the airs of a Martial God at all.

He directly released his battle aura.

Displaying the pressure of a Martial God.

Then, under everyone's shocked gazes, he voiced his thoughts.

This was also one of the reasons he was willing to come.

"I suggest that every year on July 15th, people should be sent to guard the Kunlun Mountains, forbidding anyone from entering."

"If anyone still wants to open the ghost tombs, there might be huge trouble."

"If your Great Xia's Gu brothers resurrect, it might be manageable."

"But what if it's the tyrant Su Yuanshan, or those aloof Martial Gods from ancient times?"

"This prosperous world will turn into an apocalypse."

Aiden briefly described the Underworld as he knew it.

It was a world of extreme nothingness.

There was no heaven or earth, no up, down, left, or right; everywhere was just a patch of chaos.

There were no boundaries and no center; it was so hollow that it made people despair.

All the people who had died from ancient times to the present were in this world.

All kinds of battles were happening every single moment.

Because other than fighting, these Martial Gods had nothing else to do.

The victors grew stronger, and the losers completely vanished like smoke.

There were only sixty-four stone coffins in the entire Underworld.

Which were the ghost tomb stone coffins created by Gu Banjin using his world-shaking abilities to suppress the human race's destiny.

They had become the targets everyone fought over.

The crowd felt as if they were listening to a mythological story.

Aiden knew that these people would find it hard to accept such a thing for a while.

If it were his past self, he probably wouldn't have believed such a thing either.

However, he sincerely said to everyone:

"I just want to tell you, when there are more and more strong people."

"The weak will be unable to survive."

"I don't want to watch this prosperous world just wither away like this."

As Aiden spoke.

He picked up the high-grade tea in front of him and took a very enjoyable sip.

A genuine, gratified smile appeared on his face.

"I hope that day arrives a bit later."

"Let me properly enjoy this beautiful world a little longer."

Until Aiden left.

No one had reacted.

It was just that no one noticed.

When Aiden mentioned Su Yuanshan.

The gazes of dozens of high-ranking officials from the Martial Arts Guild subconsciously trembled for a moment.

After Chen Feng saw Aiden off and returned.

Everyone started expressing their own thoughts.

Most people didn't quite agree with Aiden's words.

"I don't care if Su Yuanshan resurrects or not."

"But if the two Gu brothers resurrect, wouldn't that be disastrous?"

"We just exterminated the Gu clan!"

Others also nodded, deeply agreeing with this.

However, Chen Feng was currently thinking about one thing.

The Su Yuanshan Aiden mentioned.

Was he really Su Yan's father?

If Su Yan knew about this matter.

The Heaven-Swallowing Club would probably make a move.

When that time came, there might be huge trouble.

Just as Chen Feng finished his meeting.

Su Yan received the video recording of the meeting right away.

She watched the meeting content a full three times.

Tang Geng, a founding member of the Heaven-Swallowing Club.

And currently the Consul of the Western Continent Martial Arts Guild.

Was also quietly watching beside her.

Seeing that Su Yan remained silent.

He took the initiative to say:

"Regardless of whether it's Mr. Su or not, we just need to resurrect him to find out."

Su Yan smiled faintly.

"There are sixty-four ghost tombs; one has been opened, leaving sixty-three."

"If we open the wrong one, I'm afraid there will be huge trouble."

"I'd better go meet this Mr. Aiden personally."

"If I can't get a definite answer, we'll just have to open all the ghost tombs to take a look."

At this time, Feng Tengyun of the Northern Continent had also received the meeting record.

He couldn't help but frown and say:

"I'm afraid we're in big trouble."

"Su Yan definitely knows about this news."

"In the current Martial Arts Guild, one-third are her people, one-third are my old subordinates, and the remaining one-third are scattered sand acting on their own."

"Chen Feng leading those useless people simply can't get anything done."

Mi Chuan said disdainfully from the side:

"What time is it now, why do you care if those dead people resurrect or not?"

"To forge iron, one must be strong oneself. I'm already a peak Martial Saint now."

"Since you say the human race's martial arts destiny has returned, when will I become a Martial God?"

"I wonder how long I can live after becoming a Martial God?"

Feng Tengyun warned:

"If those ancient Martial Gods really resurrect."

"You won't need to hope for longevity anymore. Every extra day you live will be considered a long life."

After Feng Tengyun finished speaking.

He stood up and said to the Western Continent Consul beside him:

"If I can't come back, in the future, you guys just follow the plan and take it one step at a time!"

That Consul nodded and said:

"Okay, Elder Feng!"

Mi Chuan frowned and said:

"Old Feng, what is this supposed to mean?"

"Where are you going?"

Feng Tengyun did not stop walking, nor did he look back.

He left behind only his retreating silhouette and a single sentence.

"I am going to find Chen Feng!"

Mi Chuan's eyes instantly widened.

He shouted at Feng Tengyun's back:

"Are you out of your mind?!"

"I'm warning you right now! I wouldn't go save you this time even if my life depended on it!"

"You reckless old fool, even if that bleeding-heart Chen Feng doesn't kill you, the tiger demon will still eat you alive!"