"You cannot enter,” the group from the Wang Manor blocked the way. Though each of them was frightened, they mustered the courage to stop them.
"This is the Forbidden Land, you cannot go in.”
Xu Zimei couldn’t be bothered with them.
Spiritual energy surged violently in his hand, and a Heaven-covering Great Palm descended, shattering the entire world within it.
The powerful palm wind was overwhelming; everyone was suppressed and unable to move.
Some people even had their legs go limp and sat directly on the ground.
"Though you are ants, your courage is commendable; I shall spare your lives,” Xu Zimei said.
Shangguan Xian and the others followed closely behind him.
Then they all walked towards the Forbidden Land.
The door to the Forbidden Land was tightly closed, surrounded by overgrown weeds as if no one had been here for a long time.The weeds were half a person high, growing wildly.
Xu Zimei looked at the door in front of him.
He slowly lifted his right leg, and with a “bang,” the door before him shattered into pieces.
Broken into fragments, dust filled the air for a moment.
A deep chasm appeared in the ground ahead, bottomless.
The power of a single kick was terrifyingly strong, showcasing such principle.
Xu Zimei seemed unsatisfied.
The door’s defenses were decent, he observed.
He looked up; the world within the Forbidden Land was not much different from outside.
Inside, some areas were overgrown with weeds, but there were a few pine and cypress trees ahead.
These trees were lush and towering, resembling sky-reaching ancient trees.
The trunks were over ten meters thick, akin to several people embracing them.
They appeared ancient, having been planted for countless years.
Underneath the pine and cypress trees, there unexpectedly stood scattered stone steles.
To be precise, they were tombstones.
Three tombstones.
Even people from the Wang Manor had never entered this Forbidden Land, not even Manor Master Wang Xi was qualified to enter.
Because it was said that this was the resting place of the Three Elders of the Holy Flame.
The Three Elders did not communicate, and no one was allowed to disturb them.
This rule was established when the Wang Manor was founded and the Three Elders retreated behind the scenes.
Yet at this moment, as Xu Zimei had entered.
Those people from the Wang Manor who were suppressed outside were freed and followed him in.
Fearing that Xu Zimei might harm their Forbidden Land.
However, after entering, the direct lineage of the Wang Manor all looked pale.
How was this the resting place of the Three Elders of the Holy Flame? It was clearly a graveyard.
"Are the Three Elders dead?” A terrifying thought arose in someone’s mind.
"If the Three Elders are dead, our Wang Manor is truly doomed.
Who else could be a match for this person?”
"Impossible, the Three Elders couldn’t have died so easily.
Besides, why have we never received any news?”
Some couldn’t believe it, while others looked sorrowful, even in despair.
The death of the Three Elders of the Holy Flame was too big a blow for them.
Not only did the Wang Manor lose its high-end combat power,
But also the identity and status of the Three Elders. Once they died, the transcendent status of the Wang Manor would cease to exist.
No one would respect the Wang Manor after this, and given the current situation of the Wang Manor, it wouldn’t be long before it declined.
Some even looked at Xu Zimei.
It seemed they wouldn’t need to decline; the man before them could wipe out the Wang Manor.
"Quickly, head to the Chaos Palace, and invite the Ancestor of Fire to intervene,” someone said.
Many rushed towards the Chaos Palace.
Xu Zimei couldn’t be bothered to deal with these people, as the Traceless connection to the Tyrant Blade was severed here.
This indicated that the Tyrant Blade was hidden here.
But looking around, besides the three tombs, there was nothing else noteworthy in the Forbidden Land.
"Could it be that the compass was wrong?” Bian Wenzhou tentatively asked.
"Impossible,” Xu Zimei shook his head.
Traceless would not make such a basic mistake.
"Then… there’s only one possibility,” Xu Zimei squinted his eyes.
"Inner World, he is hiding in the Inner World.”
It’s like two worlds merging together, in the same place but in different dimensions.
Just like his Divine Continent.
In fact, the Divine Continent revolves around him; wherever he is, the Divine Continent must be there.
The reason there is no conflict between the Divine Continent and the Nine Domains is that they exist in different dimensions.
Once Xu Zimei emplaces the Divine Continent into the dimension of the Nine Domains, there would only be one outcome.
Big fish eat small fish.
A powerful world would devour a weaker one, thus strengthening itself.
This is an unchanging rule of the cosmos.
Within the same dimension, only one world can exist.
Xu Zimei remained silent, slightly closing his eyes.
He began to examine the unique characteristics of this Forbidden Land.
He left no corner unchecked.
The people around didn’t dare to disturb him.
After a long while, Xu Zimei slowly opened his eyes and took a long breath.
"Found it.”
"Young Master Xu, what should we do next?” Bian Wenzhou asked.
"Open the graves, dig the tombs,” Xu Zimei looked at the three mounds before him and sneered.
Each mound had a black, unlettered stele in front.
Bian Wenzhou was stunned for a moment but quickly recovered.
Because Xu Zimei undoubtedly had his reasons for doing this.
Bian Wenzhou waved his right hand, and a black longsword appeared in his hand.
On the hilt of the sword, a black crow emblem was engraved.
Bian Wenzhou’s spiritual energy was powerful. With a swing of his sword, a black Sword Intent transformed into a sky-covering crow, charging towards the mounds.
Bian Wenzhou imagined his strike would completely blast open the graves, leaving a deep crater.
But when the Black Crow Sword descended,
There was only a “bang” as sparks flew.
The mounds were completely unharmed.
"How could this be,” Bian Wenzhou was taken aback.
He carefully observed the mounds; there was no spiritual energy, no formation, it appeared to be just an ordinary place.
"Try again,” Xu Zimei chuckled.
Bian Wenzhou nodded slightly, this time fully serious.
The spiritual energy around him continually surged.
The Black Crow Sword in his hand trembled constantly, as if a powerful fighting intent was flowing within it.
"Silent Sever,” a black arc of Sword Intent burst forth.
This time, Bian Wenzhou put his all into it.
It could be considered his full-force strike.
Yet the toughness of the mounds was still beyond his belief.
The Sword Intent was deflected once again. .
"Young Master Xu, what exactly is going on here?” Bian Wenzhou asked.
"Why does it feel like something is always blocking my power?”
"It’s a space barrier,” Xu Zimei replied.
"A barrier isolating one dimension from another.”
"I understand,” Bian Wenzhou nodded, comprehending the situation.
"You mean, beneath these graves is another world.
The Three Elders of the Holy Flame are hiding within.”
"Not only the Three Elders, but also the Tyrant Blade,” Xu Zimei nodded slightly.
"However, it seems the origins of the Tyrant Blade are not just as simple as the City Lord of Stone Rock City.”