1189: Chapter 353 White Tiger_2 1189: Chapter 353 White Tiger_2 Su He weakly said, “She shouldn’t, at Feng Zhong, she even took the initiative to hug me on the Southern Sea.”
Su He’s voice became weaker as he spoke, unsure of himself.
Black-clothed represents another personality of Ji Feixue, the cruel side of Ji Feixue.
Love kills.
Deep thoughts breed deep hatred.
Such emotions transformed into a sky-shattering assassination intent on Black-clothed, nothing could be more normal.
To adore him upon meeting is true, but to want to tear him to pieces is equally genuine.
Lost in wild thoughts, Su He was hurriedly dragged by Ji Feixue out of the Great Sun Tomb.
Without the obstruction of the Sealed Emperor Great Ancestor, the path was unobstructed.
The ever-changing laws of the Great Sun Tomb seemed like nothing in Ji Feixue’s eyes.
Black-clothed stood on the ground, watching them leave, standing quietly for a long time before slowly turning around, looking down at a vast graveyard beneath.
This was the huge graveyard that Su He first saw when he entered the Great Sun Tomb, where two Immortal Sovereigns fought for several years, shattering heaven and earth.
This tomb was still intact—not that it never shattered, it was destroyed countless times, but each time it shattered, it wouldn’t take long before it reappeared, perfectly restored inside the Great Sun Tomb.
Black-clothed glanced at the graveyard and clearly saw the inscription on the tombstone: Princess Yunze, Ji Feixue’s grave.
“Sister, are there other exits in the Great Sun Tomb?” Su He asked Ji Feixue while they were walking out.
Ji Feixue smiled and glanced back into the Great Sun Tomb, “Little Master, how do you think I got in?”
In the direction Ji Feixue was looking, two figures stood a million miles apart, firmly in their spots.
Emperor Luan looked back at the Great Sun Tomb, especially where Black-clothed was and glanced at the eerie grave again, his gaze landing on the stele.
The inscription hadn’t changed: 38th Emperor of Sealed Emperor, Emperor LuanYao’s tomb.
An ordinary stele, as though it belonged to a mere mortal.
The corners of Emperor Luan’s mouth curled slightly.
His gaze shifted from the curtain and he looked at the Sealed Emperor Great Ancestor for a moment, not saying much.
The Mountain and River Ding spun above his head, blasting open a crack in front of him, through which he leaped out.
As soon as he left, the crack closed in haste.
The Sealed Emperor Great Ancestor glanced over it slightly, not paying much attention.
Having many descendants and after a long time, naturally each would have their own thoughts.
Especially this child, who rose from insignificance, overthrowing the previous dynasty to establish his own empire.
Although still a Sealed Emperor, he could be considered as the founder of a dynasty.
Such a person would naturally have his own ideas.
Staying in the Great Sun Tomb for years, he could guess at Emperor Luan’s thoughts.
At Emperor Luan’s level, there were few secrets in All Heavens and Myriad Realms.
In the world with two major factions, Emperor Luan probably did not want to submit to either, nor did he want to join.
He just wanted to keep Sealed Emperor out of it and be his own origin.
However…
in the end, Tao Cultivation is revered, and domination of Ten Thousand Realms with a Battle Formation might be possible, but defying the heavens is but a pipe dream.
The Sealed Emperor Great Ancestor’s gaze swept over the large grave, which still looked like a Giant Turtle lying down, white as jade.
A line on the tombstone of the massive grave: The Tomb of the First Ancestor of Sealed Emperor, Dang.
This large grave was interesting; whoever looked at it, the tombstone would display their name.
The grave wasn’t very old, just over ten thousand years.
Ten thousand years ago, he inadvertently infiltrated the Great Sun Tomb to set up mechanisms, and accidentally caused the spatial chaos of the Great Sun Tomb.
This large grave, drifting in from somewhere, settled here.
He had secretly explored it before, but found nothing.
He planned to explore again after controlling the Great Sun corpse body, but it was delayed.
The Sealed Emperor Great Ancestor glanced at Ji Feixue’s location, uncertain if he was looking at Ji Feixue or Thai Zu through the exit.
After a brief look, he turned and walked away.
That Su He, having cultivated the Xuanwu True Body, could traverse time and space.
It was said that during the Heavenly Court Period, Immortal Sovereigns could all master the Power of Time.
Unknown if White Tiger, also one of the Four Holy Beings, could break into the forbidden zone of time?
The Sealed Emperor Family originated from the Heavenly Prison Guards, with White Tiger as their highest superior.
Over twenty million years, his investigations into White Tiger naturally far exceeded those of ordinary people.
Wondering if refining a White Tiger puppet could shake time?
Su He, unable to perceive the Sealed Emperor Great Ancestor’s gaze, felt the presence of Thai Zu outside, and pulling Ji Feixue, waved and shouted, “Old Turtle!”
Bursting through the door, he saw Thai Zu’s smiling face looking at him, “Eh?
Has Ancestor He returned?”
Su He: “…”
Since you’re already calling me that, then I…
“Good!” He looked at Thai Zu the same way he looked at Ya Ya, rummaging through External Space as if looking for a welcome gift.
Then…
it was a hurricane that woke Su He.
He didn’t know how he fainted again.
Being fiercely blown by the hurricane of the Star Sea, he was jolted awake, already not knowing when he had returned to his Turtle Body, treated as a Magical Treasure for flight.
Su He felt intense pain all over, as if he had been dissected for study and then reassembled.
Sending out his Divine Sense, he saw a Toad doing handstands on his back, while Ji Feixue set up a table next to him, brewing a pot of tea.
Beside him was Thai Zu, flying leisurely.
Su He: “…”
I can’t keep up!
He probably knew how Red Ancestor offended Thai Zu and got his name stricken.
Su He’s eyes twinkled, “Ancestor, could you also give me a technique to hide my name?”
Traveling through time and space, easily revealing one’s name, was sometimes inconvenient.
Recognizing the Dragon Turtle by its name sounds powerful, but when one wants to sneak around, it can be a nuisance.
This Little Turtle still wants to jump around more freely while having his title removed?
Thai Zu glanced at him with a half-smile, his voice had a hint of schadenfreude, “Sure!”
Su He shuddered suddenly, a lightning bolt of inspiration, shaking his head rapidly, “No, no need…
I think keeping the title is good…
powerful!”
Su He yielded, but saw a trace of disappointment in Thai Zu’s eyes, like the expression of a child who had lost a sugar Gourd.