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The Tide Mist before him had not yet completely dissipated, and all that lay ahead was a thick layer of white fog. Sun Zhe had no time to carefully check his direction; he only knew to run forward frantically. Only by entering the Wanbingyuan first could he possibly shake off the Barbarian. Although he did not understand how the Barbarian had discovered his whereabouts, Sun Zhe knew that if he were caught, he would undoubtedly die.
Unlike the group from the Golden Thunder Sect, the Barbarian was a true top-tier powerhouse. With Sun Zhe's current strength, he was absolutely no match for him.
After running wildly for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the scene before Sun Zhe suddenly changed. The originally bright Tide Mist vanished without a trace, replaced by an endless wasteland. Thousands of people were gathered ahead, all staring blankly at the scene before them, their eyes filled with a dazed expression.
Confused, Sun Zhe walked slowly forward. Upon seeing what lay before the crowd, his heart involuntarily jolted, and his pupils slightly constricted.
As he looked out, he saw that on the vast wasteland stood numerous Tombs. Some of these Tombs were several feet tall, while others were only a few feet long. However, each Tomb was wrapped in a layer of black soil, emanating a thick aura of Death Qi. There were tens of thousands of such Tombs, clustered together, filling the air with a suffocating sense of death. Just looking from afar was already shocking.
At that moment, Jingjing also woke up from her drunken stupor and suddenly jumped onto Sun Zhe's shoulder. Rubbing her eyes in confusion, she looked at the scene before her, unable to comprehend how she had suddenly ended up here.
"What on earth is going on? I have been to the Wanbingyuan several times; it has never been like this."
A voice among the crowd exclaimed. He was from Xia County, which belonged to the Wanbingyuan, and was very familiar with this place. He had originally thought he could take advantage of the terrain to discover treasures early but felt utterly lost at what lay before him.
"Yes, I was here not long ago; back then it was completely flat ground with none of these Tombs." It was clear that he was not the only one with such thoughts; as soon as he spoke, others immediately echoed him.
In an instant, discussions erupted among the crowd as everyone struggled to understand why the Wanbingyuan had undergone such a transformation.
"The Rare Treasure has emerged; space has shifted. This place is no longer what it used to be. Regardless, we just need to keep moving forward," an aged voice rang out. The crowd looked up to see an old man in gray robes speaking. Upon seeing him, everyone couldn't help but tremble slightly in awe; this old man was indeed the leader of a team from the Tian Yun Sect, a powerful Mid-Level Thunder Lord. Wang Kun, who had previously held a grudge against Sun Zhe, stood behind him.
At the moment he spoke, Sun Zhe noticed his presence, but due to Sun Zhe's slightly off position and his deliberate concealment of identity, the old man did not detect Sun Zhe.
However, what puzzled Sun Zhe was that only a portion of people from Wanbingyuan appeared here. Although not everyone from Tide Mist rushed in, it certainly wouldn't be just this few people gathered here; there should be at least a thousand individuals present. As for the Thunder Lord level experts, they were also quite rare.
The elder leading the Yuan Sect counted as one, and the Bald Man, who had caught Sun Zhe's attention as one of the four, was also here. Additionally, there were two casual Cultivators who had just entered the Realm of the Thunder Lord, and one person was the Veiled Woman riding on the Three-Eyed Golden-Winged Eagle. However, Sun Zhe did not see a single figure from the Golden Thunder Sect or Great Yuan Sect.
"Could there be other entrances?"
His eyes flickered slightly as Sun Zhe pondered. After thinking it over, this possibility seemed somewhat likely.
"What kind of chaotic space is this? I want to see what is buried in this Tomb; I refuse to believe anything can block my path."
The fierce Bald Man glared with his eyes wide open, exuding a fierce aura. He jumped down from the Black Tiger and walked directly to a Tomb. Gripping his Giant Stick with one hand, he swung it downwards. As he did so, a black whirlwind immediately surrounded the Giant Stick, and a terrifying sound of air being cut through echoed loudly. Clearly, this seemingly ordinary Black Giant Staff was an incredibly heavy Divine Weapon.
With a powerful swing, an immense force surged towards the Tomb below. The Tomb was merely a mound of earth and could not withstand such a brutal strike. With one hit, the oval-shaped Tomb instantly collapsed, black soil flying everywhere, filled with thick Death Qi emanating from the dark earth.
A Giant Axe!
What was buried in this Tomb was not a corpse but a rusted Black Giant Axe. The Giant Axe was about ten feet long and seemed to have been buried for countless years. The black axe head was covered in patches of rust, and its long handle showed several cracks. Moreover, this Giant Axe emitted an eerie Death Qi as if the Death Qi from the black soil originated from it.
Despite this, the Giant Axe remained a rare high-quality weapon in the world, especially with the intense killing intent attached to it; it was undoubtedly a Hundred Battles Blade.
"Haha... So this is what’s in this Tomb! I thought it would be something significant; turns out it's just a worthless axe."
In the midst of wild laughter, the Bald Man thrust the Giant Stick downward, and with a loud "boom," it penetrated several feet deep into the ground. He freed his hands, each gripping a Giant Axe, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. With both hands exerting force, he actually intended to break the Giant Axe.
His muscles bulged menacingly as purple Thunder Power surged through his arms. An overwhelming force immediately acted upon the Giant Axe. The Bald Man could easily swing this thousand-pound Giant Stick with one hand; his strength far exceeded that of cultivators at the same level, and even ordinary beasts were no match for him. Under the infusion of Thunder Power, ordinary weapons could not withstand his full strength, let alone this "soon-to-decay" weapon.
However, to everyone's surprise, despite such immense power being applied to the Giant Axe, it showed no reaction whatsoever!
In an instant, unprecedented light shone in everyone's eyes as they crazily rushed forward. They swung their weapons without hesitation, striking the Tomb. Weapons flew out from the Tomb one after another; even this formidable Bald Man could not damage these Weapons. Such Weapons, though not classified as Divine Weapons, were undoubtedly high-quality weapons worth their weight in gold.
With tens of thousands of Tombs present, there must be tens of thousands of such Weapons. The sheer wealth represented by these tens of thousands of Battle-Ready Weapons was staggering—perhaps even surpassing the treasures of any ordinary Sect.
Although everyone had come for the Rare Treasure about to be unearthed, there was only one Rare Treasure; it was impossible for everyone to obtain it. Their hopes were merely an obsession in their hearts. Rationally, they still wished to acquire some other treasures. Even if they couldn't get their hands on the Rare Treasure, at least they wouldn't leave empty-handed.
These valuable Battle-Ready Weapons were undoubtedly such treasures!
As more and more people rushed forward, more and more Tombs were opened, and increasingly more Weapons were retrieved by the crowd—swords, spears, halberds, forks, and pikes… various types of Weapons displayed before everyone. Each Weapon exuded an astonishing aura of slaughter and contained an extremely dense Death Qi.
Looking around, tens of thousands of Tombs were slowly being opened one by one. This place was not merely a plain; it was clearly a Graveyard of Warriors!
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