Chapter 538 - 538 232 Tomb of Haotian_7


538: Chapter 232: Tomb of Haotian_7 538: Chapter 232: Tomb of Haotian_7 Sun Wukong and his companions exchanged glances, all seeing the astonishment in each other’s eyes.


However, they didn’t delve into it too much.


The six golden-armored deities couldn’t cause them too much harm.


The main issue was that they blocked their path, which is why they needed to join forces to destroy them.


“Let’s go,”


Great Emperor Ziwei called out.


He led the way.


They hadn’t walked far when a sword light appeared and slashed towards him.


Great Emperor Ziwei’s expression changed slightly, and with a raise of his hand, he shattered the sword light with a slap.


A broken sword burrowed out of the soil, rusted and covered in spots, yet at that moment, the broken sword glowed and struck at Great Emperor Ziwei.


Great Emperor Ziwei’s expression remained unchanged as he blocked the broken sword and grasped it in his hand.


However, the broken sword quickly dimmed and then crumbled into gravel, falling through his fingertips.


Seeing this scene, everyone was somewhat stunned.


That was the last bit of power contained in the short sword, and after its burst of activity, it completely dissipated.


But, after such an immeasurable span of time, to still explode with such force from just a remnant of power,


The owner of this broken sword must have been extraordinarily mighty, a formidable figure who shook heaven and earth.


“Be careful.


This place is full of the relics of Ancient Gods, extremely powerful.


Even the slightest amount of their power could injure us, so let’s not capsize in the gutter,”


Great Emperor Ziwei warned.


Sun Wukong said, “Is this really the Tomb of Haotian?


It feels more like the tomb of several gods, as if too many powerful Ancient Gods were buried here, some of whom are so ancient their names are unknown, definitely beings of formidable power that have existed since the dawn of creation.”


“This place is not simple, it might contain the great secrets behind Haotian’s disappearance, and perhaps the secrets of the Three Realms’ future,”


Yang Jian spoke gravely, placing great importance on this place.


“Let’s keep moving forward,”


Great Emperor Ziwei said.


His expression was somewhat solemn.


Many powerful Ancient Gods had fallen, some of whom he had never even met, known only through his mother’s tales.


Lord Doumu had thought that those beings had either been exiled or had gone into hiding; their falling seemed unlikely.


But here, Great Emperor Ziwei saw their skeletons.


Some of these Ancient Gods were so powerful that even his own mother had explicitly stated she might not be their match, and that if she faced them, there was no certainty of victory.


And some were even stronger than her.


But those mighty beings she spoke of had fallen here, which weighed heavily on Great Emperor Ziwei’s heart.


Seeing Great Emperor Ziwei’s solemn expression, Sun Wukong and the others remained silent.


The group continued forward until a Blood River blocked their path.


They saw a stone tablet beside the Blood River.


“Three thousand li of Blood River, insurmountable by gods.”


Sun Wukong scoffed at this.


Who are they trying to fool?


The gods can’t cross?


Can’t they just fly over it?


Having said this, Sun Wukong was about to fly directly over.


But at that moment, Great Emperor Ziwei grabbed Sun Wukong.


“Don’t be impulsive.”


After speaking, a flash of light appeared in his hands, and a small sword materialized, which he manipulated to fly out.


The result was that as soon as the small sword appeared above the Blood River, an endless surge of blood blossomed, instantly shattering the small sword.


The force of that power changed the expressions of Sun Wukong and his companions.


“Such a powerful force, it can definitely injure us.


Although it won’t kill us, crossing over directly is not an easy task,”


Yang Jian said in a deep voice, his expression growing serious.


“There are no hints around, and since such an obstacle has been set up, if I were Haotian God, I would have done it to prevent anyone from disturbing my rest.


Therefore, I would not have left any means to cross the river,”


Great Emperor Ziwei declared solemnly.


Hearing his words, a sharp light flashed in Sun Wukong’s eyes, and he said with a sneer, “Since there are no tools to cross the river, let’s just destroy this Blood River and forge our way across.


We’re not here to break through barriers; we are here to find the truth.


Why should we follow others’ rules?”


On hearing Sun Wukong’s words, both of them were struck with a thought.


It was only then they realized they had fallen into a misconception.


Indeed, they were not here to break through barriers.


If faced with difficulties, why not just fight their way through?


Great Emperor Ziwei and the other were taken aback, wondering how they had overlooked this point.


While the two were considering how to get across, Sun Wukong was thinking of destroying the river and then moving forward.


This approach, crude and straightforward, was undeniably effective.


Great Emperor Ziwei couldn’t help but exclaim, “Even a fool may sometimes give good counsel.


Wukong, you did well; I wasn’t mistaken about you.”


Sun Wukong almost hit Great Emperor Ziwei with his rod.


The guy was insinuating that he was a fool in a roundabout way.


Having made up their minds, the three of them took action.


The Blood River indeed possessed unfathomably mighty powers and had been deliberately forged, with terrifying techniques embedded within that could slay intruders.


Even powerhouses like Sun Wukong and his companions, if they entered, might face serious injuries.


To traverse the Blood River would require a certain price.


But now the three were united.


Using their powers, their immense mana tore through the obstructions almost effortlessly, destroying the Blood River.


The restrictions over the Blood River were also swept away.


At this point, the Blood River posed no threat to them anymore.


Crossing over, they reached the other side of the Blood River.


It was a Mountain of Bones built from piles of corpses.


Sun Wukong and his companions exchanged glances; given the previous circumstances, there were definitely guardians here.


They waited for a moment, but when nothing stirred,