Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

"This is the mystery of time!"

"This mysterious record documented a scene from the great war that once raged across the land. Even after so much time has passed, a powerful force still remains, causing the past scene to reappear!"

"The power of the True Lord is truly unimaginable!"

At this moment, an old woman with a hunched back and a cane suddenly appeared from behind the crowd. Her eyes were bright and she exclaimed in amazement.

Although she did not travel with Xiao Xiyue and the others, she also came for the opportunity to become a Dao Lord within the Heavenly Cave.

The old woman's eyes were filled with awe and envy.

The Tathagata Buddha of the Western Pole became a True Lord at such a young age, achieving fame and becoming renowned throughout the world.

Back then, Su Ruqiu was a peerless beauty, with unparalleled charm and elegance, but she stopped at the peak of the Imperial Realm and could not make any further progress!

By now, her stunning beauty has long since faded, leaving only an old and frail body waiting to die!

"Great-Grandma, I will definitely become a True Lord too!"

A middle-aged man at the peak of the Imperial Realm standing next to the old woman Su Ruqiu spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes, it's time for my Su family to produce a True Monarch!"

The old woman nodded, her expression slightly serious and heavy, and said coldly.

"I am Duan Yang, son of Duan Yuntian of the Duan family. Are you perhaps associated with the Su family of Wanbaoge?"

Upon hearing the name "Su family," Duan Yang immediately thought of the Su family, the most famous forging family in Da Jing.

The Su family has always been the official forging family of the Great Jing royal family, holding a superior position. Although they do not have any True Lords, under the protection of the Great Jing royal family, even ordinary True Lords dare not underestimate them.

But now, Nanjing is in a precarious position. Although the Su family has broken free from the control of Dajing, they also face a crisis.

Left with no other choice, they could only try every possible opportunity to become True Lords.

"nature!"

Su Ruqiu raised her eyelids and glanced at Duan Yang indifferently.

The Duan family has a true sage. Their patriarch, Duan Yuntian, was once merely a defeated foe of hers, falling head over heels for her. Who would have thought that of all his sons, he would actually father a prodigy!

Duan Yang wanted to test the waters further.

At this time,

Inside the huge cave,

A massive spatial vortex appeared before everyone's eyes.

"The opportunity has arrived!"

The old monk from the Evil Buddha Temple exclaimed in surprise.

"The mystery of time has appeared, and the mystery of space has arrived! What a great opportunity! What a good omen!"

"It is fitting that we, the True Lords, have attained enlightenment! Hahahaha..."

One by one, the peak experts of the Imperial Realm showed joy on their faces, and their figures immediately soared into the sky and flew into the spatial vortex.

Duan Yang and the others didn't even have time to catch up before they quickly entered the spatial vortex.

Sima Changfeng, however, took his time, intending to be the last one to go in.

He's not here looking for opportunities.

He can also attain the status of a True Lord in this cave.

however,

When only Sima Changfeng remained...

The mysterious imprint of time reappeared, once again bringing to mind the scene of the Southern Wilderness True Monarch being killed by Wang Sheng with a single punch.

A tremendous commotion, a dazzling golden light.

Sima Changfeng frowned slightly, but still had no intention of entering the vortex.

His talent is too great.

Even if this place is a battlefield, he can still break through in the midst of chaos.

brush!

suddenly,

The spatial vortex expanded rapidly, instantly filling and enveloping the entire cave.

"not good!"

Sima Changfeng's pupils contracted, unable to dodge in time, and he was forced to be swallowed up.

next moment,

Sima Changfeng then arrived behind the spatial vortex.

A huge and majestic one

Tomb!

The tomb is dotted with starlight, shining brightly.

This is because a True Lord used great supernatural powers to collect starlight and leave it here, forming a vast sky.

Sima Changfeng glanced at the top of the tomb, then, with his feet firmly on the ground, sensed something and looked down at the ground.

The ground of the mausoleum is painted with colorful mountains and rivers, densely packed, as if encompassing all the mountains, rivers and landforms of the world.

The group, standing in the mausoleum, felt like ants arriving in a plaza, as if the space were vast and boundless.

"Could this be the mysterious intersection of space and time?"

Someone asked in confusion.

Rumble...

At this time,

A huge, horizontal stone coffin slowly emerged from the ground in the middle.

"I, the Thousand-Response Mysterious Spirit True Lord, have perished here. I have left behind a priceless legacy, awaiting a destined possessor!"

A voice echoed from inside the tomb.

After three consecutive sounds, it disappeared.

All eyes were focused on the stone coffin, where treasures shone brilliantly, dazzling the eye.

There are True Monarch artifacts, nine-colored pills, powerful sleeping beasts, and various inherited methods, etc.

At other times,

These experts at the Imperial Realm had already begun vying for it.

But their current goal is to be promoted to True Lord.

"This isn't the right place. Let's find another exit!"

"Indeed! The mystery of time has been revealed, and so has the mystery of space. That place shouldn't be far away."

"How about we bombard that sarcophagus?"

"No, even if it is the corpse of a True Monarch inside, we cannot move it without permission."

Many experts from the Imperial Realm were chatting amongst themselves, completely disregarding the treasures.

They looked around the tomb.

At this time,

The stone coffin hummed and moved.

boom!

The stone coffin lid flew off.

The True Lord's corpse inside stood upright.

"Is it the True Lord? Is he still alive?"

"No, it's turned into a zombie!"

"No, someone is controlling the True Lord's corpse!"

Many people looked terrified.

The power of the True Lord is terrifying beyond compare.

It's beyond human control!

Boom boom boom!

Some of the imperial guards went berserk, bombarding the surrounding tomb walls in an attempt to find an exit.

Otherwise, even the corpse of a True Lord would not be able to withstand it.

"The True Lord's corpse!"

Xiao Xiyue looked grave.

"You go first!"

Su Ruqiu told her great-grandson to go first, while she would cover the rear.

The rest of the Jing'an Marquis, Ye Long, Duan Yang, the old monk, and others also looked tense and retreated one after another, not wanting to be the first to face the True Lord's corpse!

"Hahaha! May our ancestors appear and destroy them!"

Two descendants of the Thousand-Response Mysterious Spirit True Lord rushed out from the crowd and arrived at the True Lord's corpse with loud laughter.

puff!

puff!

An arm suddenly pierced through two of the True Lord Qianying Xuanling's descendants.

Fresh blood dripped down!

The entire mausoleum fell silent.

When Marquis Jing'an and the others saw this scene, they were so frightened that they almost lost their souls and their livers and gallbladders shattered.

It was true.

The corpse of the Thousand-Response Mysterious Spirit True Lord killed his two descendants.

Could it be...?

A guess had just formed in everyone's mind, and they earnestly pleaded that the guess not become reality.

but,

A hoarse voice came from the corpse's mouth.

"You two unfilial descendants, do you even deserve to command me!"

The moment the middle-aged True Lord, dressed in a purple-gold robe and with a dignified face, opened his eyes.

A vast aura of a True Monarch suddenly erupted from him, instantly filling the entire tomb.

Marquis Jing'an and the others immediately felt as if mountains were pressing down on them, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

The white-haired elder of the Xuanmu Sect trembled slightly, clutching the brocade pouch tightly in his hand, his eyes filled with resentment.

He hasn't even tried to advance to the True Lord level yet, how can he just die willingly, how can he just become someone else's believer!