Chaos God's Nest

Could there really be such a mysterious burial ground within the Immortal Sect?

Prior to this, Yan Xiaohuang had never heard any rumors about it.

Even throughout history, those powerful beings who emerged from the immortal sects have never mentioned it in their words.

Therefore, besides being shocked, Yan Xiaohuang also felt a sense of curiosity at this moment.

He naturally wanted to know who was buried in these graves, and why these people were here.

Unfortunately, no one has been able to answer these two questions yet. Therefore, if Yan Xiaohuang wants to figure them out completely, he will have to explore them on his own.

That said, compared to the black, scorched earth outside, the soil here was soft and dense, containing not a trace of divine power. As Yan Xiaohuang walked on it, he felt as if he were walking on pure white snow, with his feet occasionally making a crunching sound.

Yan Xiaohuang was also curious about this. Immediately, he bent down, grabbed a handful of grave soil, and examined it carefully in his palm.

After a long while, his pupils suddenly dilated, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. At the same time, he exclaimed to himself, "This...it's actually the legendary Nine Nether Profound Soil! No, the divinity within it has been extinguished, so it can no longer be called a true natural treasure! But how could something like this appear here? Could it be..."

Thinking of this, he quickly looked around. He saw that all the surrounding tombs were made of this Netherworld Mystic Soil, and their scale and extravagance were truly astonishing.

In response, Yan Xiaohuang stroked his chin and pondered, "I remember that dead rabbit once told me that the Nine Nether Profound Soil is just as precious as the Primordial Immortal Soil, and it's also a rare and precious material for planting immortal herbs and forging divine weapons. Speaking of which, who exactly are these people buried here? How could they be so extravagant as to use such rare divine soil to build their tombs! Damn it! Is this the difference between us poor bastards and the big shots?"

At the same time, just as Yan Xiaohuang was complaining, the three original immortal scriptures in his dantian, which had been trembling and emitting light, suddenly moved. In an instant, they transformed into three streams of light, which flew out of his body one after another and sped forward.

"Hey hey hey! What's going on? Where are you guys headed? Wait for me!"

This sudden situation left Yan Xiaohuang dumbfounded, but fortunately he reacted quickly and followed after him.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

With a whooshing sound, three golden beams shot off like arrows, heading straight for the center of the burial ground without looking back. As for Yan Xiaohuang, he followed closely behind, afraid of being left behind.

After a long while, when Yan Xiaohuang regained his footing, he subconsciously looked up and saw that the shock in his heart was beyond measure.

"This...what is this?"

As Yan Xiaohuang uttered a startled exclamation, a huge golden stone tablet suddenly appeared before them, with the two large black characters "Imperial Tomb" clearly visible on it.

The name "Imperial Mausoleum" is self-explanatory; it is highly likely that it is a mausoleum specifically used to bury powerful Immortal Emperors!

"Could it be that these tombs are all filled with supreme beings at the level of Immortal Emperors? This... how is this possible?" Yan Xiaohuang exclaimed in surprise.

It concerns the tombs of immortal emperors; if there were only one or two, that would be fine.

But the current situation is that so many tombs are actually the mausoleums of Immortal Emperor-level powerhouses! Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but find this hard to believe.

Moreover, what kind of terrifying being would be the one who could bury so many Immortal Emperors here?

Yan Xiaohuang dared not think any further. This matter was very likely related to some ancient secrets, and with his current cultivation level, knowing too much would not be a good thing.

At the same time, just as Yan Xiaohuang was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a deep and aged voice drifting into his ear.

"You've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for countless eons!"

Upon hearing this mysterious voice, Yan Xiaohuang's expression changed drastically. He quickly looked around and shouted, "Who? Who's speaking?"

"Heh! Looking back, you and I once fought side by side. But now, as the years have passed, you can't even remember the voice of your old friend!"

As the mysterious voice faded once more, an aged figure slowly materialized before the golden stone tablet.

It was an elderly man leaning on a cane, wearing a tattered, earth-yellow robe. His body was hunched, his hair disheveled and dirty, his white hair haphazardly draped over his shoulders. Anyone who didn't know him would think he had just crawled out of these graves!

Seeing this, Yan Xiaohuang frowned and asked, "Who are you? What did you mean by what you just said? What do you mean by saying that you have been waiting for me for several epochs? And when have I ever fought alongside you?"

Upon hearing this, the old man smiled slightly, then stepped forward with his cane and slowly said, "Although you no longer remember me, I remember you clearly! You are the Origin! The Heavenly Emperor, unparalleled throughout the ages! And the supreme being who once led us in resisting the alien races and the mysterious and terrifying beings! From the primordial era to the ancient times, the chaos that lasted for two eras was ended and created by you! Have you forgotten all of that?"

Yan Xiaohuang was taken aback at first, then after a moment's thought, he immediately looked up, frowned, and glared at the old man, replying, "What nonsense are you spouting! I'm only eighteen! In the prime of my youth! What Origin? What Heavenly Emperor? What primordial chaos? I've never heard of it!"

"Hahaha!"

Upon hearing Yan Xiaohuang's answer, the old man suddenly burst into laughter, then said, "Stop deceiving yourself! I think more than one person has already told you about your identity, right? If you don't want to accept it willingly, you can just admit it directly, there's no need to say such things!"

"Yes! That's right! I admit it! That guy named Yuan, he and I are not the same person at all! I am who I am, and no one can replace me!" Yan Xiaohuang replied angrily.

By this point, he had realized that this was all part of a scheme orchestrated for him!

In other words, the reason he accidentally entered this burial ground was entirely because someone had already paved the way for him, a path where everything was predetermined!

"Is that so?" the old man said with a smile. "But why do you allow your friends to call you Yuan?"

That's because I...

"That's because your subconscious is constantly telling you that you are the source! The source is you!" The old man interrupted Yan Xiaohuang's answer.

Upon hearing the old man's words, Yan Xiaohuang immediately became anxious and retorted, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Don't try to fool me!"

"Hehe, to deceive you? Why would I deceive you?" the old man replied with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and immediately wisps of golden mist surged out from under Yan Xiaohuang's feet, enveloping his entire body in a moment.

"What is this? What are you going to do to me?" Yan Xiaohuang asked in shock and anger upon seeing this.

Upon hearing this, the old man slowly shook his head and replied, "I'm not doing anything! I just want you to see for yourself!"

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at how those who once followed you are buried here!"