Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 248 Gu Yuan, you are truly my good brother!

Within the Heavenly Tomb, two figures stepped out from the dimly lit spatial passage.

"This is the Heavenly Tomb."

Xiao Yan glanced around, a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes.

As far as the eye could see, a thin layer of grayish-white mist permeated the air, with countless tiny specks of light floating within it, resembling the remnants of fallen stars.

The ground beneath their feet was not solid, but a void with flowing dark golden patterns. With each step, they could feel ancient and profound energy slowly pulsating between the patterns.

In the distance, blurry lights and shadows swept across the fog, traces of wandering energy entities. Occasionally, low-pitched sounds of energy collisions could be heard, but these were weakened by the unique rules of this space, making them seem exceptionally distant.

The entire Heavenly Tomb exudes a sense of vastness and tranquility that transcends millennia, as if even time itself has slowed down here.

Su Yun said, "The existence of the Heavenly Tomb is even more ancient than that of the eight ancient clans. It is a mysterious space created by an ancient Dou Di."

Back then, the eight ancient clans merely kept this treasure for themselves; they didn't possess the ability to build a celestial tomb.

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment and said, "So the Heavenly Tomb was built by the Dou Di. No wonder it has the effect of changing the flow of time. This must be the same method that the Sword Emperor used when he left his legacy, right?"

"Ah."

Su Yun nodded slightly. He had been inspired by the effect of the Heavenly Tomb and thus assumed that the Dou Di possessed the power to anchor time, which led him to build the Sword Emperor Ruins.

The ancient stories he told were all fabricated, and the ruins he built were all fakes.

But the celestial tomb beneath our feet is a genuine ancient artifact that has survived from the distant past.

"The Heavenly Tomb is divided into three levels, each filled with energy bodies of different levels. If you have free time later, you can train on the first and second levels, which will greatly benefit your cultivation."

Now, let's go straight to the third floor.

Su Yun said lightly.

"Yes!"

Xiao Yan's expression turned serious, and he understood Su Yun's plan. He was not completely ignorant of the Heavenly Tomb.

The tomb of Xiao Xuan, one of the five strongest people who stood on the continent back then and the last patriarch of the Xiao clan, is located on the third level of the Heavenly Tomb!
"go!"

Su Yun let out a low shout, and a powerful sword intent surged around him!
The pale golden sword energy spread out like a raging sea, instantly tearing apart the surrounding stagnant gray-white mist and leaving behind a clear expanse.

His main purpose in coming to the Heavenly Tomb was to use the secret techniques in the Dragon-Phoenix inheritance, along with the flow of time here, to quickly enhance the power of the Netherworld Poison Fire, so that he could refine the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit to its fullest extent.

While operating within the Heavenly Tomb, it was inevitable that they would come into contact with Xiao Xuan and even receive his protection.

In addition, Xiao Xuan also has his ultimate plan for his fourth identity, which is also his final identity. It must not be lost!
Therefore... deceiving Xiao Xuan is the most important thing on this trip!
"it is good!"

Xiao Yan responded and followed, his eyes filled with excitement.

The two figures moved like streaks of light, swiftly traversing the vast sea of ​​mist in the Heavenly Tomb.

Along the way, wandering energy entities sensed the presence of living people and roared as they pounced. They were filled with the terrifying pressure of a Dou Zun, yet they couldn't even touch the hem of the two people's clothes.

"Zheng——!"

Su Yun's sword intent transformed into countless tiny sword threads, shredding these energy bodies into nothingness as easily as cutting tofu.

As they went deeper, the two became increasingly faster, their figures flashing through the mist as they sped straight toward the third level of the Heavenly Tomb!

………………

Meanwhile, at the deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb, where the mist was so thin it was almost transparent, a tall and resolute figure sat cross-legged in meditation.

He wore a simple Xiao clan battle robe, which, though lacking any shimmering brilliance, exuded a profound sense of age and experience.

"The time spent in this tomb is still too boring."

Xiao Xuan slowly opened his eyes, a trace of loneliness flashing across his deep gaze.

A thousand years ago, he gathered the power of his entire clan's bloodline to attempt to become a Dou Di, but unfortunately, due to the obstruction of the Soul Emperor, he ultimately failed.

After his death, his remnant soul was drawn by the rules of the Heavenly Tomb and entered this space, never to leave again. The wonder of the Heavenly Tomb allowed him to continue living, but it also imprisoned him here, making him the loneliest prisoner in this space, utterly deprived of his freedom.

"Judging by the time, the coming-of-age ceremony of the ancient clan, which takes place once every fifty years, should be starting soon."

Hopefully, this time there will be some interesting little ones to keep me entertained.

Xiao Xuan spoke calmly, his expression utterly serene.

What he longed for most was to see a descendant of the Xiao clan appear in the Heavenly Tomb. But for the past thousand years, his waiting had only brought disappointment.

"Over the years, I have also inquired about the Xiao clan from the youngsters of the ancient clans."

According to them, the Xiao clan, in gratitude for the ancient clan's protection, voluntarily gave up their spots to enter the Heavenly Tomb. Therefore, each time, four members of the ancient clan entered, while none of the Xiao clan entered…

Although it's a bit of a pity that this opportunity was missed, it's also good that it allows the friendship between the two races to last.

"Under Gu Yuan's care, although my Xiao clan has not regained its former glory in recent years, it must be doing quite well."

Upon realizing this, a look of relief flashed in Xiao Xuan's eyes.

Their thousand-year friendship was enough for him to see Gu Yuan's true character, and he still trusted his old friend's integrity.

Just then, a faint yet exceptionally clear spatial fluctuation quietly swept across the depths of the Heavenly Tomb.

"The Heavenly Tomb has been opened."

It seems the little ones from all seven clans have come in.

A glint of light flashed in Xiao Xuan's eyes.

He is not the master of the Heavenly Tomb and cannot control the rules of this space.

But he was, after all, a soul at the Emperor Realm, whose perception range covered the entire Heavenly Tomb. Even the slightest movement could not escape his eyes.

"As is customary, the little ones from the ancient clan will secretly take care of them, as a way of repaying the ancient clan for their care of my Xiao clan over the years."

As for the others... good luck to them.

Xiao Xuan murmured to himself, a hint of nostalgia for his old friend flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, Xiao Xuan's soul perception spread out like a tide, instantly sweeping through every corner of the Heavenly Tomb.

Soon, two figures that were moving at high speed came into his perception.

"strangeness!"

Xiao Xuan let out a soft exclamation: "Why are there only two children this time... Wait a minute!"

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to have caught a familiar feeling. His pupils contracted slightly, and his originally calm face quickly showed an undisguised excitement!
"Could it be... could it be..."

Xiao Xuan's arm trembled slightly as he suppressed his overwhelming joy and gently stroked the air in front of him.

In an instant, a light screen appeared out of thin air, clearly showing the scene of Su Yun and Xiao Yan rushing through the sea of ​​mist.

Xiao Xuan's gaze was fixed on the two people in the light screen. His gaze first swept over Xiao Yan, then lingered on Su Yun, and remained there for a long time.

Soon, the pattern of seven-colored light flowing on Su Yun's forehead came into his view!

Those are the unique seven-colored clan patterns of the Xiao clan!

"Hahaha...hahaha!"

The ecstasy that had been suppressed for a thousand years erupted completely at this moment!

Xiao Xuan threw his head back and laughed loudly, the sound of which shook the surrounding space slightly, and tears of excitement even welled up in his eyes.

"It seems that Gu Yuan really took good care of the Xiao Clan! A thousand years later, our Xiao Clan has even produced a prodigy with a ninth-grade bloodline!"

Gu Yuan, oh Gu Yuan, you're truly my good brother!

(End of this chapter)