Silent People

The saints fell silent.

The disciples of the Wendao Sword Sect also became speechless.

Jiang Wanyin stole a glance at Lu Yuan and inexplicably felt that what he had said earlier made some sense.

As for the ten great demon gods...

Jin Yu lowered her head, her beautiful face hidden in the shadows.

With a dark and gloomy expression, she said, "I am going back for a while."

Jin Qing said nothing, but the frequency with which her angel-like face twitched had increased significantly.

What was there to say?

It seemed that saying anything was pointless now.

Jin Yu kept her head down and returned to the Blazing Fortress, her expression quite unsightly.

The demons she passed noticed this and moved aside, not daring to provoke her.

They began to whisper among themselves.

Chi Ji steeled herself and asked with concern, "Small Priest, is the Young Lord alright?"

The Small Priest did not even look at her, only saying coldly.

"I am not close to him."

She then swept away!

This left Huang Xiao, Chi Ji, and the others stunned, looking at each other in confusion.

They were completely baffled.

Was it a good thing,

or a bad thing?

Was there no problem,

or was there a problem?

A demon guard whispered, "What is wrong with the Small Priest?"

"It is probably that time of the month."

"Which time?"

"That time."

"Oh... then she should drink more hot water."

"..."

At this moment, it was just like that moment.

Watching the good show unfolding in a corner of the broken tomb gate.

Ye Xianyu pursed her lips and spoke sarcastically:

"Beautifully done!"

Lei Yunche sat down on the deck, leaned against the ship's railing, placed his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes to lie down, giving up completely. "I will sleep for a while. Wake me when it is over."

Yao Xiqiao nudged Lin Fengmian with his elbow, nearly shaking the old man's bones apart, and raised an eyebrow. "Old Nine, a game?"

Lin Fengmian said with a smile, "Sure!"

And so, a chessboard manifested before them. The two sat opposite each other, making moves without regret.

Ye Xianyu suddenly took out some pastries and candies and brewed a pot of flower tea. "Sister, come and have some snacks."

Jiang Wanyin looked back at the tomb gate, finally shook her head, gave an affirmative hum, and walked over. They drank tea and chatted...

How leisurely!

Only Li Qingshan and Lu Yuan were left standing there foolishly.

Lu Yuan looked at the relaxed group and then turned his gaze toward Li Qingshan, asking for the first time, "What should the two of us do?"

Li Qingshan took a sip of wine and spoke two words with a calm expression.

"Drink wine!"

Lu Yuan clicked his tongue and cursed under his breath.

"Drunkard..."

They were not the only ones like this. The saints watching also lost their patience. One by one, they cursed, waved their hands, and stomped their feet... then they each found a place to wait.

Some gathered with a few old friends.

Others sat in meditation alone.

They all knew very well that it would be a long time before Bai Mang came out.

One day?

Two days?

Heaven only knew.

"I am truly fed up with this kid. What kind of person is he? He is even taking bones. What is he thinking?"

"Sigh... that is where you are wrong. Those bones are indeed extraordinary."

"True. A junior from my sect brought one out, and I can sense that there is lingering dao resonance on it. The owner of the bone was definitely not simple when they were alive..."

"What use is that? They have been dead for how many years? Can you eat them or drink them?"

"To say they are completely useless is a lie. Using them to hit people would be quite painful, but... looking at his stance, he intends to take all the white bones in the entire Emperor's Tomb."

"Absolutely. If he is willing to leave even a single piece behind, I will write my name backward."

"......."

Yes!

That was right!

After finishing with the corpse piles, Bai Mang was now digging up bones—the skeletal remains that had fallen in the Emperor's Tomb in the past.

Although,

they could only see a corner of the Emperor's Tomb world through the gap in the tomb gate, even that corner had many white bones, let alone the parts they could not see.

God knew how long it would take for Bai Mang to finish digging.

But judging by the way he had searched the corpse piles earlier, he definitely would not come out until he finished digging them all.

They were puzzled. What kind of person was this? Did he have a storage bag large enough to hold it all?

.......

Inside the Emperor's Tomb, Xu Xian flew on his sword, taking every bone he saw. The Little Book spirit followed by his side, using the Pupil of Insight to evaluate these bones.

Do not be fooled by the plain appearance of these white bones.

They were truly good things.

God Immortal bones,

Immortal King bones,

Immortal Emperor bones,

The dead were gone, but their root bones remained. They could not be wasted.

Actually.

Ever since the first night fell and Xu Xian saw these white bones glowing, he had wanted to take them.

He had only refrained because of the Twilight Emperor's prying eyes. He had not acted, fearing that taking them all would displease the emperor.

But it was different now. Shuer had said that the lingering obsession had been wiped away, and the Twilight Emperor's connection to this place had been severed.

The disappearance of the two blood suns also indicated that He had no idea what was happening inside.

At a time like this, it would be wrong not to take them.

Outsiders might think a pile of white bones was useless, but Xu Xian was different. He still remembered that when he built the second floor of the Sword Tower, the Yellow Spring Burial, he had used bones.

What if the fifth, sixth, or seventh floors needed them in the future?

In terms of planning for a rainy day, Xu Xian had always been farsighted.

Moreover.

They were right there for the taking, and there was no risk.

Even in the worst case, the skeletal remains of these Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors could be used to hit people. Were they not harder than ordinary weapons?

They were all good things. Taking them was all that mattered.

He dug from the west to the east, and then from the south back to the north.

One massive skeletal frame after another was thrown into the Sword Mound. The space around the Divine Sword Pool was densely packed, piled high with bones.

The Nether Tortoise was completely stunned.

Watching unknown skeletal frames appear one after another in the surroundings.

His heart felt like ten thousand horses were galloping through it...

Beasts,

humans,

insect race,

dragon bones,

phoenix bones,

Immortal King bones,

Immortal Emperor bones....

The shock in his eyes had long since become silent.

"Your uncle! You are really doing this? You animal..."

A joke from the past had become a reality today. He was quite certain that Xu Xian might have truly robbed his own Sovereign's ancestral tomb. Otherwise, where did these things come from?

Aside from his own Sovereign, he could not think of any other place these white bones could have come from.

Besides the horror, he was also filled with worry.

He thought, his Sovereign could not have ended up like him, falling into this kid's hands, right?

Xu Xian dug very quickly, but for those outside the Demon Abyss, time passed very slowly.

During that time.

The elders of the kidnapped people who were supposed to come had all arrived.

In the long wait, everyone's expression was very unsightly.

Fortunately,

in the dark and gloomy Black Sand Sea, people could not feel the change between day and night. The demon guards were groggy all day long.

Even though the world's experts were lined up along the border, they had long since adapted and become accustomed to the waiting time.

Naturally, they felt nothing.

Chi Ji lived in fear every day, and Huang Xiao gradually lost his confidence. The two of them had secretly approached, trying to investigate.

However, they were nearly swallowed whole by a bad-tempered great demon.

Fortunately, Jin Qing stepped in just in time, allowing the two of them to retreat without danger.

But the answer, was not found.

They could only continue to wait. One day passed, then two. Time reached three days after the opening of the Emperor's Tomb.

In the image, the saints saw that Bai Mang had finally stopped.

At that moment, tears actually welled up in the eyes of some experts.

"It is finally over."

"He can really come out this time, right?"