537: Chapter 232: Tomb of Haotian_6 537: Chapter 232: Tomb of Haotian_6 However, from the slight upward curve at the corner of his mouth, it was apparent he was struggling quite a bit to hold it in.
After glancing at Yang Jian, Great Emperor Ziwei said, “Just laugh if you want to, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“Haha.”
Yang Jian finally couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.
Seeing his superior in an awkward situation seemed to be an extremely amusing affair.
Sun Wukong glanced at Yang Jian and said indifferently, “You can still laugh?
Aren’t you afraid he’ll make things difficult for you when you get back?”
Yang Jian’s laughter stopped abruptly, realizing that possibility still existed.
“Do I look like that kind of person?”
Great Emperor Ziwei said disdainfully.
Not just look like, he absolutely was.
Yang Jian thought to himself, but he did not say it aloud.
Sun Wukong, on the other hand, had no such reservations, “If I were you, I definitely wouldn’t have the face to ask such a question.”
Great Emperor Ziwei, “…”
Just as he thought of a rebuttal, the tombstone lit up, and a dozen resentful spirits rushed out.
They came in all shapes and sizes, each with a terrifying appearance.
Sun Wukong and the others immediately took action.
The dozen resentful spirits were quickly slain by their hands.
Sun Wukong frowned and asked, “If this is supposed to be the mother of the Haotian God, where did all these resentful spirits come from?”
“You’ll know once you go inside.”
Great Emperor Ziwei said.
Sun Wukong glanced at him, and the three of them directly entered the great tent.
Behind the stele, hidden was a portal that one simply couldn’t find without sufficient strength.
Sun Wukong, strong and armed with the Eyes of Golden Flame, naturally found it easily.
There was the door to the great tomb, unclosed, through which the resentful spirits had flown out.
After they entered the great tent, the scene before them changed.
Contrary to the gloomy and terrifying expectation of Sun Wukong, this place was actually a small world.
Lush green mountains under bright sunlight, dense spiritual energy so thick it was nearly tangible, enveloping this world like dense fog.
Moreover, this small world was filled with sounds of the Tao, giving one a sensation akin to comprehending the Way.
Sun Wukong couldn’t help exclaiming, “This is truly a great place, much better than the so-called blessed lands; if only I could stay here and cultivate forever.”
Great Emperor Ziwei and Yang Jian were somewhat speechless.
No matter how nice it was, it was still just a great tomb.
Moreover, despite the appearance of blue skies and green lands, it lacked real vitality and was utterly silent.
Even the plants felt illusory, not quite real.
Yang Jian and Great Emperor Ziwei could see this, and they doubted Sun Wukong couldn’t.
“You can’t tell?”
Great Emperor Ziwei asked, unable to hold back.
Sun Wukong shot him a look and said indifferently, “Sometimes reality is not necessarily good, and illusions aren’t necessarily bad, why be so fixated?”
Having said that, two beams of golden light emerged in his eyes, illuminating the entire small world.
Boom.
Everything before them shattered, and the scenery dramatically changed.
The blue sky and white clouds turned into a blood-red expanse.
The lush greenery transformed into the Blood River and mountains of bones.
The fog that had floated through the air morphed into resentful spirits.
Below the feet of Sun Wukong and his companions lay a landscape covered with dry bones.
Mutilated corpses filled the entire small world.
Among them were some living beings, seemingly those deities of legend.
Some bodies were decomposed, only the white bones remaining, but others appeared vivid as if they were alive; despite untold ages passing, they had not decayed and still bled fresh blood as though they had just died in battle.
This was the true reality inside the tomb; no wonder there were so many resentful spirits seen earlier.
The number of dead beings here was countless, as if the entire species of the Three Realms had been buried here, perhaps even more.
Great Emperor Ziwei and the others were not surprised, as they had already seen the truth.
Sun Wukong could see through it, and so could they.
“Where are the six puppets you spoke of?”
Sun Wukong asked.
At that moment, six giant golden-armored deities materialized in front of them.
The six puppets, each ten feet tall, appeared and without a word, charged towards Sun Wukong and his companions.
Sun Wukong sensed their strength; these golden-armored deities were somewhere between a Heavenly Venerate and a Great Heavenly Venerate in power.
No wonder Great Emperor Ziwei and the others had slain two so quickly.
If they truly had the power of a Great Heavenly Venerate, even an ordinary one, defeating them swiftly would not have been easy.
“One person takes two, let’s deal with them together,” Great Emperor Ziwei said.
He blocked two golden-armored deities.
Yang Jian also charged forward, blocking another two.
Seeing this, Sun Wukong had no choice but to join in.
He likewise blocked two, engaging in battle immediately.
A powerful force released from his body, and with a swing of his staff, he shattered one of the golden-armored deities.
But quickly, the golden-armored deity restored itself.
Great Emperor Ziwei reminded him, “It’s only effective if we slay them together.”
“Got it, let’s suppress them first then strike simultaneously, you give the command,” Sun Wukong replied, nodding his head.
Now curious no longer about the power of these golden-armored deities, he knew what had to be done next—wipe these guys out.
A cold glint flashed in Sun Wukong’s eyes as he subdued the two golden-armored deities.
Great Emperor Ziwei and the others also each subdued two.
“Strike now,” Great Emperor Ziwei yelled.
Sun Wukong and his companions unleashed their prepared Divine Skills simultaneously, smashing them onto the two golden-armored deities.
All at once, their opponents were destroyed, turning into fragments.
Before the three had time to closely inspect, the six golden-armored deities disappeared into specks of golden light.