Chapter 91 Same Origin
Chapter 91 Same Origin
The fat man glanced out of the corner of his eye at the mysterious figure who had suddenly appeared as a giant phoenix phantom outside his body.
"Brother Hu, Sister Yang, what is this phoenix? My god, it's so magnificent! Is it some kind of supernatural power or secret technique of your Xuanmen sect?"
Hu Jiu's eyes also showed surprise.
"I don't know, but I vaguely sensed the pressure from the superior from above, and even had the illusion that someone could see right through me. This senior is at least at the peak of the Xuan Master realm, or even more likely..."
Looking at the figure hovering in the air, Hu Jiu seemed to realize something, and a deep sense of dread flashed in his eyes.
"The legendary Emperor Xuanzong, who has been absent from the world for a long time."
After transmitting his voice, Hu Jiu glanced at Yang Rui, who was standing there stunned, her eyes slowly turning to stare directly at the powerful, mysterious figure in mid-air, and asked with concern, "Miss Yang, what's wrong?"
Yang Rui's eyes showed confusion as she hesitated and murmured, "I don't know either. I just feel like I've seen this black phoenix somewhere before."
When replying, he even forgot to use telepathy.
Although her voice was soft, it sounded very loud in the silent tomb.
Hu Jiu and the fat man's expressions changed, and they became more vigilant, both looking at the mysterious figure in mid-air.
Just then, the mysterious figure in mid-air suddenly turned around, his pure white mask facing them directly, and a young man's voice came from behind the mask.
"Young lady, your senses are quite sharp."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Rui realized what was happening and was at a loss for what to do when the mysterious person in mid-air replied in a gentle manner.
Just as she was thinking about how to respond, the young man's voice came from behind the pure white mask again.
"I sense a familiar aura about you. Are you the current successor of the Yang family, the Tomb Maidens?"
After the sea of consciousness is opened, tracing the source becomes more concealed, and even the step of divination is skipped.
With a sweep of spiritual sense, one can activate the bronze mirror in the sea of consciousness, which represents tracing the source, to complete the tracing process.
Yang Rui was startled. Her background was very secretive, and even people in the Xuanmen sect probably knew very few people about her lineage.
Yang Rui quickly bowed and said, using the etiquette for a junior in the Xuanmen to greet a senior, "Junior Yang Rui greets senior."
Xia Xue's gaze shifted to Hu Jiu.
"The tomb raiding tradition has actually declined to this state?"
Hu Jiu, feeling awkward, quickly bowed and said, "Junior Hu Jiu greets senior."
Xia Xue nodded casually, looked at the fat man, and chuckled.
"The Chen family of Baji is indeed thriving."
Upon realizing he had been recognized, the fat man quickly performed the traditional greeting of a junior in the martial arts world meeting a senior.
"Chen Rong of Bajiquan greets senior."
Xia Xue nodded and said to the three of them, "This place has been occupied by the leader of the Netherfire, and it is very dangerous. You stay here and do not move. Wait until I deal with this person before you make your move."
After saying that, he seemed to remember something, and with a flick of his wrist, a beam of black light entered Yang Rui's brow.
"This is the Crimson Lotus Space that I stole from the Netherfire. There aren't any spots left, so I'll give you one. You can contact me anytime if you need anything."
After saying that, he casually waved his hand.
Dark blue flames erupted from the zombies, burning them to ashes in the blink of an eye.
Xia Xue's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
Only after confirming that Xia Xue had left did the three of them truly relax.
"Wow, this senior's aura is too strong."
The fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sighed.
Hu Jiu nodded solemnly.
"This senior is also proficient in divination. In just a short while, he calculated our origins clearly."
Yang Rui let out a long breath, her face showing a look that suggested she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
"I have been marked by the Crimson Lotus Space, which means I was probably taken in as an outer member by my senior."
Hu Jiu, however, looked relaxed, appearing happy for Yang Rui.
"This is a good thing. If that senior wanted to harm you, you would have died long ago."
I've heard of the Crimson Lotus Space, a mysterious space that exists semi-independent of the dark world. The karmic fire born within it only burns away sinful karma.
If one has no sins, at most one will experience burning pain, which will not harm the very essence of one's body.
Given that senior's methods and strength, if he really wanted to deal with you, he probably wouldn't need to use karmic fire.
The senior gave you the Crimson Lotus Mark, likely just to provide you with a way to contact her.
After listening to Hu Jiu's analysis, Yang Rui's worries vanished, and her face was filled with joy.
The fat man exclaimed in surprise, "So, Sister Yang has managed to latch onto a powerful figure this time?"
Hu Jiu nodded in envy and agreed, "Yes, with this senior as her backer, Miss Yang won't have to fear any power in the cultivation world anymore."
Feeling embarrassed by their gazes, Yang Rui explained, "I don't know, maybe it's just my imagination, but I always feel that this senior seems to have a deep connection with our Yang family."
Thinking of that black phoenix, Yang Rui suddenly remembered where she had seen it before.
Isn't that the black phoenix statue right in the center of the ancestral hall?
Legend has it that its name is Minghuang, and it is the bloodline of the Yang clan of the Tomb Maidens.
Yang Rui looked into the depths of the cemetery, harboring a strange expectation, and thought to herself.
"This senior manifested a phantom of the Nether Phoenix. Could it be that he also carries the bloodline of the Nether Phoenix, belonging to another branch of the Yang family?"
……
Deep within the dark tomb chamber.
Inside the tall, solemn, and mysterious bronze coffin, even when facing Xia Xue's pursuit, the Underworld Master maintained his composure and confidence.
"I was very lucky to discover this unexplored imperial tomb."
Undiscovered imperial tombs may be of little use to others, but for necromancers, they are the best home ground.
"I directly entered the emperor's coffin and became the master of the imperial tomb through secret methods."
We can temporarily borrow the fortune of that dynasty that has been submerged in history.
The entire imperial mausoleum can be arranged into a feng shui formation.
They could temporarily control the mechanisms and remains of the imperial tombs, turning these sacrificial victims into zombies.
This is the power of a dynasty's destiny, this is the power of a grand feng shui formation!
The Underworld Master looked at Xia Xue as if she were prey that had fallen into a trap.
"These dozen or so Black Iron Zombies are just an appetizer; there are many more surprises waiting for you."
A deep, unyielding hatred flashed in the necromancer's eyes.
"That damned mysterious person dared to seize my Crimson Lotus Space, kill the elder I had painstakingly subdued, and destroy decades of my hard work in an instant."
The necromancer was panting heavily, letting out a low growl like a wild beast.
"Damn it, you deserve to die, you deserve to be torn to pieces, you deserve to die a gruesome death, you must die today!"
The master of the underworld raised an eyebrow.
"Oh dear, three more little mice have wandered in."
The necromancer shook his head indifferently.
"They were just three people who were buried with them."
The Underworld Master sensed that these three were nothing more than a Ming Jin martial artist, a Xuan Shi, and an ordinary person. His eyes were filled with contempt, as if he were looking at three dead men, and a hint of mockery flashed across his face.
"Well, that's fine too. Mysterious man, will you save them? If you do, your situation will be even more dangerous, haha..."
Suddenly, the necromancer's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes filled with terror, and he spoke in a trembling voice.
"This, this is..."
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