323: Chapter 317: The Number One Fierce Blade of Ancient Times 323: Chapter 317: The Number One Fierce Blade of Ancient Times In the second tomb chamber, on one side of the stone wall, a hole about 50 centimeters in diameter appeared in Chen Hai’s line of sight.
The shape of this hole was somewhat irregular.
The traces of excavation within the hole looked very new, unlike something that had weathered the ravages of time.
Perhaps, this thief’s hole that had been chiseled into this tomb chamber had occurred in the past year or half.
“This hole should lead into the Black Stone Reservoir.”
“Perhaps this thief’s hole was the work of the group who nearly bankrupted Dong Dahai with their scams.”
“Those genuine antiques in their hands likely came from here!”
“Whether it was the Green-haired Zombie or the monster under the water, perhaps one of them was transformed by Evil Qi after being eroded by it.”
After inspecting this hole, Chen Hai muttered to himself.
Although he was only seventy to eighty percent sure of his guess at present,
at this moment, he clearly had no inclination to crawl into this hole to verify if the thief’s hole truly led to the reservoir!
Leaving from there took him another ten to twenty minutes before he finally appeared in the main tomb chamber.
This main tomb chamber was nearly five meters high.
Six columns, nearly half a meter in diameter, stood in the tomb chamber, supporting the place with incredible solidity.
Chen Hai estimated that a normal earthquake would hardly affect this tomb chamber enough to cause it to collapse.
What materials these wooden columns were made from, he did not know!
After so much time, they showed no signs of decay whatsoever.
A layer of gold powder was still applied to each of these columns, making them look, at first glance, as if they were made of solid gold.
When Chen Hai first saw these few columns, he was severely shocked.
Not until he walked up to one and tapped it lightly with his finger,
From its sound, he confirmed that these columns were not really gold, just wood, which calmed him slightly.
On these columns, dragon-shaped patterns were engraved, connecting with the colored paintings on the surrounding stone walls as if they were a whole, presenting a harmonious view.
“Kneel down, submit to Us, and We will grant you eternal life…”
Just as Chen Hai was about to take a closer look around this main tomb chamber, a commanding and solemn light shout suddenly resonated in his ears.
Startled, he followed the direction of the shout and looked over.
At the front of the main tomb chamber, beneath a dragon-shaped sculpture, sitting on a dazzling golden dragon throne, was a being whose status as a human was questionable as he slowly opened his eyes.
He was dressed in a golden thread robe made of jade plates sewn with gold threads.
This robe covered most of his body.
Whether it was his head or his limbs, they were almost completely uncovered and exposed to the air.
This thing, within this tomb, had likely experienced an immensely long duration.
His bones might not have decayed yet, but his flesh had long since dried up, like a layer of old tree bark, covering his bones.
Fortunately, Chen Hai had already seen many such monsters on his way here into the main tomb chamber.
Otherwise, suddenly seeing something so bizarre that could still speak and demanded him to kneel and submit,
Chen Hai might have genuinely been startled.
“This is…” As he shifted his gaze from the monster’s face, and when his eyes landed on the pair of hands of the monster, he finally could no longer remain calm.
With the help of divination, Chen Hai had seen the Fierce Blade several times before, and now, it was truly before his eyes.
The blade, with its tip resting on the ground and its hilt held in the monster’s hand.
The blade was about three feet long.
At first glance, the blade looked ordinary, but upon closer inspection, Chen Hai could see endless Blood Light flowing continuously on its edge.
“The ancient Fierce Blade, Hongming?”
“Formed in the same furnace as the Xuanyuan Sword, where the latter is known as the emperor’s sword, a symbol of mankind, but the Hongming Blade is called the most malevolent blade…”
His gaze fell upon the blade of the knife, and Chen Hai felt as if he could not look away.
Originally, he did not recognize this blade, nor had he ever heard the name, Hongming Blade.
However, as soon as he saw the blade, he seemed to suddenly understand its origins a bit more.
Even more so, a bizarre thought unexpectedly arose in his heart—to sacrifice his own flesh and blood to nourish the Hongming Blade.
But in just a moment, he had completely come to his senses.
“This blade is so sinister!” He bit his tongue hard to make himself more alert.
“I, the ruler of all under heaven, commanding the four seas, kneel, those who submit will live, those who do not kneel will die…”
The monster sitting on the dragon-headed throne spoke with even more ferocity than before.
Holding the Hongming Blade in one hand, it had slowly risen to its feet while speaking.
Perhaps it was because it had not moved from that spot for hundreds, perhaps thousands of years.
As it stood, its bones creaked and groaned incessantly, as if it was about to fall apart.
“I submit to your mom, you’re just a skeleton, at most a Blade Slave!”
“Throwing around ‘I’ and claiming to rule all under heaven, command the four seas?”
“I have no other seas to offer, I can only give you a sea of flames, come, take it well!”
Amidst his sneer, Chen Hai waved his hand, and instantly, flames surged to the sky, the heat rolling, engulfing the monster holding the Hongming Blade a dozen meters away.
“How audacious, dare to insult me, I will exterminate your nine clans…” The monster flew into a complete rage.
The imperial dignity, not to be defiled, though he had become a monster, in his consciousness, he was still an emperor.
Holding the Hongming Blade, the Emperor’s Corpse slashed with the blade.
A sky full of Blood Light surged up, temporarily suppressing the flames and rolling towards Chen Hai.
“Little Five Thunder Skill, break the evil!”
“True Talisman, Danghui!”
Faced with the approaching Blood Light, Chen Hai naturally did not dare try its effects.
It was again the Little Five Thunder Skill and the Danghui Talismans, he practically used all his tricks, finally suppressing back the rolling Blood Light unleashed by the Hongming Blade.
As for whether the Corpse Transformation Talisman could be used on this Emperor’s Corpse to dissolve it as well?
Chen Hai was unsure, and he had no opportunity to try.
After all, regarding the Hongming Blade, an ancient weapon of unparalleled malevolence, he harbored deep reservations, daring not get too close!
At this moment, he battled with the Emperor’s Corpse, maintaining a distance of about dozen to twenty meters between them.
On one side were rolling flames, on the other a sky full of Blood Light…
Between these two, the Blood Light seemed slightly more dominant.
In Chen Hai’s flames, occasional Thunder Light and the white glow of the activated Danghui Talismans barely managed to hold, preventing a complete collapse.
“Hongming, as the most malevolent blade of ancient times, are you willing to be buried in this sunless underground tomb, following a skeletal frame?”
“Back then, the Xuanyuan Sword always suppressed you severely, your master, the Yellow Emperor, also disfavored you, considering you as useless as a chicken rib.”
“Chen, though unskilled in Tao Cultivation for just a year or two, has now entered the Object Controlling Realm, capable of manipulating flames!”
“Following me won’t disgrace you.
If given the chance, letting you slay the Xuanyuan Sword is not impossible!”
…
Danghui Talismans, being difficult to draw, Chen Hai always had only a few of these True Taoism Talismans.
Under the sweeping endless Blood Light, his Danghui Talismans were quickly depleted.
On the opposite side, the Emperor’s Corpse, holding the Thundering Blade, was merely chopping simply.
But with every slash, rolling Blood Light swept forth.
Without Danghui Talismans, relying solely on the power of flames and the Little Five Thunder Skill, Chen Hai was struggling to an extreme to resist the erosion of this Blood Light.
Thinking that the Hongming Blade might possess an independent consciousness.
He rolled his eyes and began to paint a big picture, attempting to communicate with it.