Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 496: Return to the Heavenly Tomb

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Hum!

His mind reverberated with a huge tremor.

Xiao Yi's vision instantly appeared in an immense expanse of darkness. Within this dark space lay an incredibly vast ancient tomb.

It was none other than the Eternal Celestial Tomb!

In the silent darkness, the Eternal Celestial Tomb became the only place that emitted light.

Black dragon chains wove through the void, binding the sun, allowing this Eternal Celestial Tomb to suspend in the darkness. His figure was unconsciously drawn to the tomb, rapidly falling toward it.

His form arrived at the entrance of the Eternal Celestial Tomb.

Clang!

A tremendous sound of metal clashing came from the chains inside the Eternal Celestial Tomb, and amidst the horrific collisions, the sonorous toll of a bell suddenly rang out. Suddenly, a whirlwind appeared in the void.

The whirlwind swept up Xiao Yi, flying him toward the outermost layer of the tomb.

Swish!

His figure landed before the grave that was closest to the second layer.

Before this...

Xiao Yi had never come so close to this grave.

Because.

The one resting here was the first powerhouse of Ancient Times, hailed as the number one being beneath the starry skies of the Qingtian Realm—a Martial God—Zhao Wuji!

The tombstone bore the life achievements of Zhao Wuji.

The Martial God, Zhao Wuji!

An Innate War God Physique.

He entered the Dharma Manifestation Realm at fifteen, wielded the Infinite Profound Technique, battled in all directions, and faced eighteen thousand six hundred thirty-one battles without a single defeat.

At twenty, he found immortality and on the day of his tribulation, he slew eighteen cultivators from the Longevity Secret Realm.

He then vanished for a hundred years.

At one hundred twenty, he reappeared, undefeated across the Qingtian Realm.

He vanished again for a thousand years.

At one hundred and twenty years old, he emerged once more, with one man and one sword, he slaughtered ninety percent of the realm's immortals. He single-handedly attacked the sacred grounds of Qingtian, splitting the realm into five parts, fragmented and disintegrated.

He even cast the Hall of Longevity into the depths of the void, where it remains unseen to this day.

He shattered the nine cauldrons, scattering them throughout the Qingtian Realm.

He then stepped through Qingtian, approaching the gates of ascension...

However, the subsequent text seemed to have been forcefully erased, as if the news following his ascension to the gates of immortality was not meant for the world to know. Xiao Yi had been too far away before and had not observed it up close—this was his first time seeing Zhao Wuji's life achievements so clearly.

About this man...

In a word—invincible!

In his lifetime, he never suffered a single defeat!

Alone, he shattered the Qingtian Realm, turning it into its current state, forming five continents. Such feats could be considered divine, yet even someone of his stature had perished.

And he was buried in this Eternal Celestial Tomb.

Moreover, he was only at the outermost periphery!

Sigh!

Xiao Yi looked up ahead; the Eternal Celestial Tomb had nine layers, and yet this was merely the first.

"Previously, the Wind Thunder Holy Being warned me not to touch Zhao Wuji's grave without sufficient strength. I am now at the third level of Dharma Manifestation Realm, with the Wind Thunder Holy Body at the sixth turn. I wonder if I am capable of suppressing Zhao Wuji?"

Xiao Yi's eyes became fiery with anticipation.

This was the strongest person in the history of the Qingtian Realm.

Whether it be the cultivation techniques he practiced or his other legacies, those were treasures Xiao Yi longed for in his dreams.)

Especially that Infinite Profound Technique, Infinite Sword Canon, and so forth.

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These are, whether now or in Ancient Times, considered to be top-level cultivation techniques and martial skills.

"Thinking that with the cultivation of the third tier of Dharma Manifestation Realm, having grasped one hundred and eighty million God Sealing Seeds, should it be enough to deal with Zhao Wuji?" Xiao Yi examined his condition internally, finding that the breakthrough in his cultivation had also rapidly awakened the God Sealing Seeds.

Not only had he surpassed the threshold of one hundred million.

But he had reached one hundred and eighty million!

"Fortune favors the bold, here goes nothing!"

Gazing at the gravesite of Zhao Wuji in front of him, Xiao Yi took a long breath, his eyes becoming increasingly determined. Suddenly, Xiao Yi's palm struck forward and mysterious energies surged out between his fingers.

Since awakening the one hundred and eighty million God Sealing Seeds, Xiao Yi felt a subtle change in them.

It seemed that in some ineffable way, the God Sealing Seeds had become even more powerful!

From their initial black color, they had now turned into a pure white.

The white God Sealing Force, saintly and powerful, merged in the void to form a giant white hand that reached out and grabbed Zhao Wuji's grave. With a muffled boom, the entire grave was shattered forcefully by Xiao Yi's grasp.

But this time it was different from before, as no figure suddenly burst out.

The entire gravesite appeared very calm.

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Just as Xiao Yi wondered if he had struck an empty grave, a crisp snap sounded and a piece of black coffin plank suddenly flew out, spinning several times in the air before thudding into the ground right in front of Xiao Yi.

The coffin plank emitted dense black streams of air that were particularly sinister, filled with endless resentment.

It seemed as if the coffin plank, measuring only about two meters in height and one meter in width, was covered with tens of thousands of wronged souls.

A chilling and evil breath enveloped Xiao Yi in an instant.

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed, this was the first time since he took control of the eternal cemetery that he encountered someone with their own coffin. Before this, even beings like the Wind Thunder Venerable and the Twin Stars Daoist had not possessed their own coffins.

It goes to show...

How different Zhao Wuji was!

"Hehe!"

"Hehehe..."

A series of sinister laughs came intermittently from the grave, chilling to the bone and hair-raising.

Xiao Yi snorted coldly, "Stop playing tricks, come out!"

Whoosh!

A finger jabbed out.

The now sanctified white God Sealing Force burst from the fingertip, turning into a white beam of light that shot into the grave. In an instant, it transformed into chains that rattled as they wrapped around the Zhao Wuji within the grave and slowly pulled him out.

However...

As the sound of clanking echoed, the white chains suddenly jerked taut.

In the next moment, with a deafening roar that sent terrible ripples spreading, the white chains whipped the ground like long whips. Following that, black flames began to spread from within the grave.

Clutching the white chains, they crept rapidly towards Xiao Yi.

Their speed increasing more and more.

These black flames carried an evil power, scorching everything they touched on the eternal cemetery ground, burning out a trail of foul stench.

Xiao Yi's pupils contracted slightly; he had a strong premonition that he absolutely must not let these black flames touch his body, or else he would face catastrophe. Without hesitation, he snapped the chains before him and retreated explosively.

At the same time, the Falling Dust Sword landed in his palm, and he slashed forward, "Part the White Heron Island in the Two Waters!"

Whoosh!

A silver sword light burst into existence, slashing a vast trench into the ground.

He lifted into the air at the same time, drawing a circular arc with his sword.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Where the sword arc passed, the ground burst open explosively.

Encircling Zhao Wuji's grave, a circular trench was carved, and boundless Sword Qi erupted from the trench, forming a Sword Qi barrier that effectively blocked the black flames within.

Just as Xiao Yi was about to catch his breath, a dark shadow suddenly burst from within the grave, soaring into the sky...