Emperor Qiankun

Immediately afterwards, the space began to fluctuate again, and Xiang Lindong's figure appeared beside the tomb.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Xiang Lindong.

Facing everyone's gaze, Xiang Lindong seemed a little unnatural, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

He coughed twice and said, "Ahem, well... I'm just passing by, you guys continue."

After saying that, he was about to turn around and walk to the side.

"Xiang Lindong, do you want to die? Can't you see the Eighth Prince is here? Come here quickly."

Feng Chen glared at Xiang Lindong and shouted loudly.

"Xiao Dongzi, do you dare?"

Hearing this, Chen Lingyu immediately glared at Lin Dong and gave him a warning look.

Xiang Lindong's body suddenly stopped, his eyes wandering back and forth between Chen Lingyu and Feng Chen, his eyes flickering, obviously weighing the pros and cons.

His heart felt as if it was being gnawed by millions of ants, painful and helpless.

Because he knew that no matter which side he chose, he would definitely offend the other side.

On one side is the eighth prince of the Tianwu Dynasty, who has reached the peak of the sixth level of the Purple Mansion Realm, is powerful and has a deep background.

On the other side was a ruthless man who he had personally witnessed successfully killing a fourth-stage late-stage lava beast. His strength was equally unfathomable.

Faced with such a situation, Xiang Lindong couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: If I had known that things would develop to this point, I shouldn't have come in in the first place. Now not only did I not get any benefits, but I got into trouble instead!

"Xiang Lindong, what's wrong with you? Didn't you always love following the Eighth Prince?"

Feng Chen spoke again, his tone full of questioning and dissatisfaction.

Xiang Lindong smiled bitterly in his heart: Nonsense, in this situation, you are destined to be defeated and may even lose your life. I won’t be stupid enough to be buried with you!

However, he remained calm on the surface and just watched everything in front of him silently.

"Forget it, Xiang Lindong, remember your decision today!"

Seeing Xiang Lindong was still hesitating, Yang Haochen waved his hand to stop Feng Chen who wanted to continue speaking, and then he threatened. His voice was cold and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end no sound came out.

It’s not that he really doesn’t want to help, but he really doesn’t dare to help!

He shook his head helplessly and walked away again.

Seeing that Xiang Lindong really chose to stand by and watch, Yang Haochen and others looked a little ugly.

They didn't expect that at such a critical moment, Xiang Lindong would choose to retreat.

"Xiao Yang, you're a prince, but it seems like you can't save your face."

Chen Lingyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.

Yang Haochen was about to open his mouth to refute, but suddenly he felt the space fluctuate again, and several figures appeared, all of whom had the cultivation level of Purple Mansion Realm.

These newly appeared figures made the atmosphere in the mausoleum even more tense.

Li Qingyuan's eyes swept among these figures, and soon saw three familiar figures.

Murong Feng, Yang Jinyu, and Chu Jingyi.

Yang Jinyu glanced at the situation on both sides and immediately understood the situation.

She walked towards Yang Haochen without hesitation and said softly, "Royal brother."

Yang Haochen smiled and nodded, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.

With the addition of Yang Jinyu, their strength has undoubtedly increased a lot.

Li Qingyuan and the others turned their gazes towards Murong Feng and Chu Jingyi.

Both of them are very powerful. Murong Feng has reached the fourth level of the Purple Mansion Realm, and Chu Jingyi is also a master of the third level of the Purple Mansion Realm.

As for the others, they are all at the first or second level of the Purple Mansion Realm. Although there are many of them, their strengths vary greatly, so they are not to be feared.

When Chu Jingyi saw Su Yaoyue, she walked straight towards her without any hesitation.

Her choice further strengthened Li Qingyuan's strength, and her arrival also brought a smile to Su Yaoyue's face.

At this time, the other people who entered this place also made their choices and stood behind the two sides.

However, there were obviously more people going to Yang Haochen's side. Many of them were attracted by Prince Yang Haochen's identity and strength, hoping to gain some benefits from it.

In a blink of an eye, Murong Feng was the only one left standing alone in the field. His figure seemed particularly lonely and desolate in this tense atmosphere.

His wandering eyes darted back and forth between the two sides, his face full of confusion, and he was obviously carefully weighing his options.

"Brother Murong, you don't want to stand by and watch, do you?"

Yang Haochen spoke at the right time, with obvious intention of winning over others in his words.

Murong Feng's eyes flashed with hesitation. Finally, he sighed, turned to Su Yaoyue and Chu Jingyi and said, "Two junior sisters, come here. Only by following the Eighth Prince can you have a chance to gain opportunities!"

After saying that, he walked towards Yang Haochen and others without hesitation.

"Bah! You look like a decent person, but you are such a jerk!"

Chen Lingyu sneered bluntly.

"That is, if you don't help your own people, are you still a man?"

Gu Yuyan followed suit, also looking dissatisfied.

The two of them sang in unison. After hearing this, Murong Feng's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say another word.

At this moment, Li Qingyuan and Yang Haochen's eyes met.

At this moment, it seemed as if countless sparks burst in the air.

Their eyes were full of hostility and vigilance, like two ferocious beasts about to engage in a fierce battle.

"Li Qingyuan, I will remember what happened today!"

Yang Haochen spoke in a cold voice, his eyes fixed on Li Qingyuan.

He will never let go of today's incident easily, and the feud between them will continue.

Li Qingyuan sneered, and his eyes responded with the same determination: "Yang Haochen, I will remember what happened today."

However, just as everyone was on the verge of a fight, an extremely powerful aura suddenly erupted from the depths of the mausoleum, as if some ancient and powerful being was awakening.

In an instant, the air was filled with a strong sense of oppression, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, as if the entire space was trembling and shaking for the upcoming mysterious existence.

Everyone was shocked, with looks of astonishment on their faces, and they all looked in the direction where the breath came from.

They could feel the pressure from that aura, and a trace of fear rose in their hearts.

I saw a mysterious light shooting out from the depths of the mausoleum, rushing straight into the sky, illuminating the entire interior of the mausoleum.

The light was so bright and dazzling, like a beam of light connecting heaven and earth, making it impossible to look directly at it.

As the light appeared, the atmosphere in the mausoleum became more tense. Everyone stared at the light, looking forward to the changes it would bring.