Chapter 8

At this moment the black dog didn't know what wind it had caught; its huge body lay sideways before the stone gate, and it said, "If you want to go in, you have to leave some toll!"

Looking at his posture, it didn't seem like he was joking; it turned out his scheme was aimed here.

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Having said that, everyone fell into silence.

This shows he intends to oppose the thousands present; his greedy nature is undoubtedly exposed.

"Hey hey hey, why are you kicking me, Your Majesty? I'm being serious……"

Finally Yang Zhu couldn't take it anymore and kicked it into the stone gate.

"No wonder my father turns his back on the world; it turns out you've made him lose all face."

He muttered something under his breath, and Yang Zhu closely followed into the stone gate.

His vision became blurry, a strange power enveloped Yang Zhu, and his whole body entered a special state.

When his vision cleared, a primeval forest suddenly came into view.

Ancient trees stood tall, strange rocks protruded, thick vines as thick as a calf wound between the treetops, allowing easy ascent to the top.

At the end of the view stood a towering mountain peak, majestic and solid, with silver springs spraying down, lush and verdant, truly magnificent.

"To have opened up a small world of one's own, this great demon's methods are extraordinary."

Yang Zhu sighed, at least only a Saint has the means to open up a space; this shows from the side that this great demon is very likely a Monster Saint!

A Saint-level yin tomb naturally won't lack treasures.

"This world clearly hasn't been visited for a long time; the concentration of spiritual power is far greater than outside."

Generally, a small world's energy is limited; there will come a day when it is exhausted.

However, the spiritual power here is several times richer than outside; Yang Zhu merely inhaled a breath and felt an indescribable comfort throughout his body.

Likewise, the heaven-and-earth spiritual materials nurtured here are far beyond what the outside can compare to.

Moreover, with no other cultivators present, the natural treasures go unpicked, and their terrifying quantity has reached an astonishing level.

"Woof woof woof! Your Majesty has sensed countless strange treasures calling to Your Majesty, hoping to gain Your Majesty's favor."

The big black dog wore a beaming smile, its eyes glaring like a bull's, and it panted heavily with excitement.

They set out toward the distant mountain peak, where the Monster Saint's burial place might lie.

Not long after going deeper, they arrived at a swamp where over ten golden crocodiles lay in the water, dozing.

The golden crocodiles are over three meters long, their golden scales palm-sized, and in the sunlight they shimmer with a rosy glow.

"Look at those golden eggs; they're top-notch materials."

Following the big black dog's gaze, Yang Zhu saw that on the swamp several dozen meters away from the golden crocodiles there was a simple nest.

Inside were stored eight white crocodile eggs the size of a human head, wholly crystalline, with faint golden patterns on the surface, quite special.

"Do you need me to make a move?"

"No, Your Majesty can do it Yourself."

The big black dog declined Yang Zhu's kindness, not out of goodwill but simply wanting to keep everything for itself.

The big black dog licked its lips and said, "Let's do it!"

He sneaked up stealthily, trying to conceal himself with whatever objects he could, but he was as conspicuous as a young calf, unable to stay hidden at all.

Despite his caution, he was discovered upon reaching the nest.

Seeing a dog with designs on them, the golden crocodiles all at once lunged at the big black dog with killing intent.

Because of their huge size, when the golden crocodiles charged, the ground shook violently—truly heart-pounding.

"Damn, we've been spotted!"

The black dog cursed, hurriedly clutching the four white eggs, and astonishingly stood upright like a person, propping itself on its hind legs and kicking frantically.

A black dog standing upright, holding four white eggs in its arms, with a pack of golden crocodiles blazing with killing intent hot on its heels……

At first glance this scene looks somewhat comical and funny.

The big black dog was as strong as an ox, yet its escape speed was not slow at all; its two-wheel drive was no match for the four-wheel drive behind it, and in no time it threw the golden crocodiles far behind.

Roar! The golden crocodiles bellowed, light bursting from their bodies, and their speed surged suddenly.

With each step their limbs landed, they sprang several meters away, turning into a crushing machine that barreled forward.

"Damn, if it weren't for Your Majesty's injured origin, I'd have roasted you beasts long ago."

The big black dog felt the pressure double; if this continued, it would eventually be caught.

"Your Majesty won't play with you stupid creatures anymore; bye-bye."

It quickly set up a formation; in no time a small teleportation formation took shape, and the black dog flashed into it, disappearing instantly from the spot.

The golden crocodile lunged at nothing, then immediately whipped the ground with its tail in a frenzy, cracks spreading like a spiderweb in all directions to vent its unwillingness.

"Stupid dog?"

Yang Zhu tried calling out, but after a long while he received no response.

Sure enough, the black dog was unreliable; this time it had no idea where it had sent itself.

However, Yang Zhu guessed that he was probably still inside the small world; it wasn't that easy to get out, and only through a specific place could there be hope.

This guy is sharper than anyone, besides being thick-skinned and stout as a bull, Yang Zhu isn't worried he'll come to harm.

Not causing trouble was already a blessing! After Yang Zhu entered the small world, the other waiting cultivators could hardly wait and swarmed in all at once.

Afterward, many more people arrived, riding divine rainbows, and quickly entered the stone gate.

On the flat clearing ahead, several piles of rubble were scattered at random, appearing ordinary, but in fact there was some pattern among the stone piles.

"There's actually a formation."

Yang Zhu saw at a glance that it was a formation; once activated, it would unleash a terrifying attack, indiscriminately killing every living thing within.

Such formations are usually set up on the outskirts to keep others away, indicating that Yang Zhu is getting closer to his destination.

The Xing Character Secret was deployed, Yang Zhu's steps light and agile, he swiftly shuttled through the formation, perfectly avoiding all danger.

Afterward he did not look back and continued forward.

Later arriving cultivators were not so fortunate; they didn't even notice the formation's existence before successfully triggering it.

With a low hum, a huge pattern appeared on the ground, half a meter wide.

The formation lines lit up one after another, flashing piercing red light, as if poured with blood, brimming with a killing intent!

Boom! A silver flash streaked overhead, like ten thousand horses galloping, momentum immense.

"Oh no, there's a trap!"

Silver electric arcs struck down; over a dozen Life Spring cultivators exerted all their strength to resist, but it was like trying to stop a cart with one's arm.

In an instant, that group was instantly reduced to flying ash, both body and spirit destroyed!

Gulp— the later arriving team, seeing this, couldn't help but swallow, their fear reaching the extreme.

Their bodies went weak, they had already started to beat the retreat drum, not expecting the Yin Tomb to be so perilous.

They shifted their bodies backward, attempting to return the way they came, but accidentally triggered the formation lines.

A silver flash several zhang wide arrived instantly, without doubt reducing several people to flying ash.

In just a few breaths, several dozen people lost their lives.

After dealing with everyone, the formation returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, silently awaiting the next batch of fortunate ones.

In half an hour, Yang Zhu encountered three formations in a row, each without exception a powerful killing formation.

Fortunately, having the Xing Character Secret on him, he easily avoided all the killing formations.

Not long after, an altar appeared ahead, with a person standing there with hands clasped behind his back.

Sensing Yang Zhu's arrival, that person turned to look, politely nodding.

(End of chapter)