The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor's Corpse-Chapter 172: The Emperor’s Tomb Opens!

At this moment, the expressions, gazes, and even thoughts of everyone halted.

The silhouette of the Primordial Emperor seemed to freeze as he gazed down at the Wentian Daoist School.

In an instant, four figures were slain by a single sword slash!

The Eldest Prince Tang Lin, the Third Prince Tang Ning, the Fifth Prince Tang Feng, and the Eleventh Prince.

All four princes were killed!

And it was Yang Yan who slew them with a single slash!

One slash, through four!

The four’s expressions were vacant, kneeling there like statues!

"My sons!" The Primordial Emperor’s lips quivered.

*He had once been ruthless, having killed a prince.*

*But today, he found himself utterly devoid of such heartlessness.*

Four princes were killed, without having provoked his wrath.

Each prince had accompanied him for decades!

*Even a dog, after decades of company, would harbor feelings.*

*Let alone four direct sons, his blood relations.*

"My sons!" the Primordial Emperor roared once again.

He had intended to assign the Crown Prince Candidate position to the Eldest Prince,

because he was inept and could not threaten his position.

But after today, it was impossible.

His roar startled everyone awake, bringing them back to their senses.

Each one sweated profusely, their hearts pounding with fear.

"Damn, he’s too audacious, slaying four princes with a single sword slash. Does he think he’s living too long?"

"Right in front of the Primordial Emperor, he killed four princes. I couldn’t even dare to imagine it!"

"Not only did he dare to think, but he also dared to act. This man is recklessly bold!"

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, each one bowing their heads nearly to the ground.

At this moment, they dared not lift their heads,

fearing they’d be seen by the Primordial Emperor, incur his wrath, and be implicated.

In that case, they would be doomed!

"Gulp!" A pure-hearted girl in the crowd swallowed hard.

She was utterly terrified!

"Imperial Sister, your future husband is too fierce!" the young woman said, astonished.

She had thought that with the Primordial Emperor here, saving the four princes would be easy.

Who could have imagined... not one was saved!

"Sister, I also think my husband is fierce.

But wouldn’t it have been better if he hadn’t killed the four princes just now?

He could have bargained with their lives with the Primordial Emperor to escape!" the pure-hearted girl said.

"You’re right, but he didn’t do that.

Instead, he chose to kill the four princes right in front of the Primordial Emperor.

Such audacity is beyond measure!" The young woman turned her head.

"Perhaps, sister, we should reconsider this future husband and find another?"

Kneeling at the front of the crowd was the Vice Dean of Wentian Daoist School, *trembling with fear.*

*"He still did it, he still did it!*

*Now there’s no turning back!*

*It’s fight or perish!"*

His body trembled, knowing well the methods of the Primordial Emperor.

"The Primordial Emperor will make him wish for life and death both!"

The enormous sword body slowly disappeared, and the bodies of the Eldest Prince Tang Lin, the Third Prince Tang Ning, the Fifth Prince Tang Feng, and the Eleventh Prince fell.

Their eyes were wide open, dying with unfulfilled wishes!

Yang Yan looked towards the Primordial Emperor floating in the sky.

"I want them dead. It doesn’t matter who comes!" he spoke.

The Primordial Emperor clenched his fist, with the Qi yun Golden Dragon circling around him.

He let out a cold laugh.

"Good, very good!

You’ve killed my sons, truly daring indeed!

But today, you will also accompany them in death!"

Saying so, the power surged from the Primordial Emperor, with terrifying Profound Qi spreading out.

A massive Dragon Body began to take form around him.

Yang Yan shook his head slightly.

"I have no time to duel with you for now. Wait till I return!"

After speaking, his body was swallowed by the vortex behind him.

The moment he was engulfed, eight enormous shadows of the Divine Tablet shifted, encircling the vortex.

An indescribable aura emerged, deep, profound, and ancient!

The void shattered like fragments of glass.

The ground crumbled as if pressed by a giant mountain.

Houses collapsed, walls crumbled to dust.

The entire Wentian Daoist School turned into ruins in a matter of moments.

And this scene continued to expand.

The crowd outside the Wentian Daoist School witnessed this.

Before they could escape, each felt a heaviness come over them, even standing became difficult.

"The Emperor’s Power!"

"The pressure of Emperor Realm cultivation!"

"It’s the Great Emperor!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

With a goatee, the Vice Dean’s gaze focused.

"The Emperor’s Tomb!"

His gaze pierced through the vortex to see a graveyard.

For a grave to emanate the pressure of the Emperor Realm.

It could only be the grave of a Great Emperor, the Emperor’s Tomb!

"The true secret of the Zuowang Divine Stele is not the eight enormous shadows.

But grasping all one hundred and eight pieces of the Zuowang Divine Stele that can unlock the Emperor’s Tomb," he said, astonished.

The Emperor’s Tomb!

The tomb of a Great Emperor!

The cultivators among the crowd were both shocked and thrilled.

Some even recklessly tried to rush into the Wentian Daoist School.

Yet before they could get close, they were crushed by the Emperor’s Power emanating from the vortex.

Pressed into the ground, indistinguishable from the crumbled walls and dust.

"Sister, it’s the Emperor’s Tomb!" the pure-hearted girl exclaimed in surprise.

The young woman beside her looked solemn, pulling her sister back.

"Sister, your future husband might just survive now."

"Huh? Why?

His cultivation isn’t high, breaching the Emperor’s Tomb.

Compared to staying here and being killed by the Primordial Emperor, both seem like certain death.

How can he survive either way?" the pure-hearted girl asked in bewilderment.

The young woman shook her head.

"No, it’s not certain death.

Rumors say many Great Emperor tombs contain a safe path that leads straight to the deepest part of the tomb!

Having comprehended all the Zuowang Divine Stele, he opened the Emperor’s Tomb.

Perhaps he has a chance to enter the deepest part of the tomb.

Moreover!

Haven’t you noticed?

It seemed he anticipated the Emperor’s Tomb opening.

He stood right at the vortex, untouched by the Emperor’s Power.

These facts suggest he very likely knew that after understanding all the Zuowang Divine Stele, the Emperor’s Tomb would open, and knew how to avoid being harmed by the Emperor’s Power.

His aim here is actually to enter the Emperor’s Tomb," she explained.

As she explained, a gleam of wisdom flashed in her eyes.

"If this is indeed the case, his reason for killing the four princes before the Primordial Emperor becomes clear!

He knew the Emperor’s Tomb would open, providing an escape route through it.

He couldn’t possibly be killed by the Primordial Emperor here!

Every plan and arrangement was simply perfect."

Her speculation led to an expression of disbelief on her face.

"If it’s truly as I deduced, his intelligence is unparalleled, practically monstrous!"

The pure-hearted girl listened, stunned.

"Sister, although I don’t quite understand what you’re saying,

it sounds like you’re suggesting that my future husband might survive, and he’s incredibly powerful, right?" she said, scratching her head.

"He’s beyond powerful; he’s practically a divine being!" the young woman declared.

"Hehe, well, he is my future husband after all," the pure-hearted girl chuckled sheepishly.

"Sister, what should we do now?"

"We must leave here first. The opening of the Emperor’s Tomb will inevitably attract numerous powerful individuals attempting to enter.

The ensuing chaos will be beyond what cultivators at the Other Shore Realm like us can contend with.

Even Dragon Transformation Realm cultivators are mere ants before the strong and the Emperor’s Tomb.

If we forcefully approach, even if not dead, we’d be used as cannon fodder by those powerful individuals to probe the dangers."

"Yeah, let’s go."

Bzzz! Bzzz! Bzzz!

The void rippled, and the ground in the Royal City of the Imperial Capital trembled.

"The current Emperor, to which of my descendants does he belong?" a deep voice suddenly echoed throughout the Royal Capital.