220: Anlan resurrected

Everyone stared intently at these treasures, “Is this An Lan’s remains?!”

“Those Secret Manuals are at least Heaven Rank high-grade Secret Manuals.”

“That’s An Lan’s famous sword, the God Slaying Sword!”

“That’s the World Destruction Banner! That’s the Soul Suppressing Pagoda!”

“That’s a God Rank Cultivation Technique! That’s a godhead fragment!”

“Indeed, those tomb guardians didn’t lie to us, all the Treasure Trove is here.”

A group of people stared at An Lan's coffin, their eyes burning with fire, unblinking.

Everyone's breathing was rapid.

Don't think these people respected the dead and didn't step forward to take them; it was because the coffin was enveloped by a huge Formation, and the tomb guardians had warned them not to use force. Otherwise, it would have been blown open long ago.

Some people didn't believe in evil and used Sacred Artifacts and Emperor Weapons to fish from a distance, but unfortunately, they were all blocked by the Formation.

Even the Third Elder, who condensed a large hand to retrieve items from the Void Realm, was helpless.

Everyone tried various methods, but ultimately to no avail, which made them a bit agitated.

Just then, the tomb guardians appeared here.

“Congratulations on being able to come here. What you see before you are the most important treasures the master valued in his lifetime.”

“Lord Tomb Guardian, may I ask how we can obtain the treasures since this place is covered by a Formation?”

Someone hastily asked.

The tomb guardian smiled slightly, “Don’t worry, this Formation was set up by the master during his lifetime and contains a trace of his consciousness. Do you see that sword embryo?”

“You need to drip your blood onto the sword embryo. This wisp of the master's consciousness will identify the Disciple most suitable to inherit his Legacy and bestow these treasures. Those who are not fated will be directly teleported off this Plane.”

“Even if one cannot obtain the master’s true Legacy, those with excellent Aptitude will also be given other significant treasures as Named Disciples.”

These people suddenly understood. Although they still had some doubts, they could comprehend it. Such a method to test one’s Aptitude was not unheard of.

Everyone swarmed forward, dripping their blood onto the sword embryo, which glowed with an eerie crimson.

Some were directly teleported away, while others, presumably recognized by An Lan, had the great banner fly into their arms before being teleported away.

Some were still hesitant, but seeing those around them constantly being teleported away and obtaining such significant treasures—treasures capable of founding a major power—they couldn't help but grow anxious.

An Lan analyzed human nature perfectly, precisely to lead the treasure seekers step by step into his trap.

As soon as the first person tried it, how could others resist?

Sure enough, those who were still hesitating rushed forward, slashing their fingers to sprinkle blood, while some ruthless individuals directly slit their wrists, letting blood gush out.

At this moment, Sun Emperor, Ice Emperor, the Lu Family group, and the Saints and Saintesses of the Di Xue Family were all teleported away.

The tomb fell silent. The few tomb guardians exchanged glances, then burst into wild laughter.

“These fish have finally taken the bait! The master is about to revive. We have waited too long for this day, tens of thousands of years!”

“Hahahahaha…”

All these people were teleported onto a massive altar. The altar was tens of thousands of meters in size, and upon closer inspection, one could see that its Materials were entirely forged from Imperial Rank white bones.

The altar was surrounded by Chaos mist, which would corrode even an Imperial Rank expert to dust.

Furthermore, the altar was enveloped by a massive Formation that could not be broken by anyone below the Imperial Rank Late Stage.

Gathered here, these people looked at each other, sensing that something was amiss.

“Ah! This is an evil Formation! We are all sacrifices! This altar is extracting my life essence!”

His words were filled with terror; his skin was aging, losing its luster, and his black hair began to turn white—his Lifespan was draining away.

Seeing his miserable state, others also realized that their Lifespan and life essence were being extracted by the altar.

Their expressions changed drastically, and they hastily circulated the Spiritual Qi within their bodies, wanting to escape the altar, but it was too late. It should be said that it was too late from the moment they entered here.

“There’s a Spirit Sealing Formation here! I can’t move the Spiritual Qi in my body!” someone shrieked in terror.

“An Lan, I curse your mother!...”

“An Lan, may you die a terrible death…”

“You bastard! How cruel your heart is…”

“Beast, even if you revive, you’ll be struck down by the Heavenly Tribulation again.”

All sorts of curses were uttered, but unfortunately, they could not change the ultimate outcome.

The Sun Emperor and the three Imperial Rank experts of the Lu Family had ugly expressions. Imperial Rank experts were supposed to be immortal, eternal, and have endless Lifespan, but now their life essence was being drained, and they were slowly decaying.

They could only continuously consume Heaven And Earth Treasures and various Medicinal Pills to slow down the rate of loss.

Now all their trump cards and weapons were ineffective. Without Medicinal Pills to delay, they could only watch themselves die, which was the most despairing thing.

The aging Saint Rank experts were the first to collapse, leaving only piles of withered bones. All their nutrients nourished An Lan.

This life essence was converted by the massive altar and finally transmitted to the coffin, absorbed by An Lan, and his corpse began to regain vitality.

Suddenly, An Lan's pupils trembled, and a pair of eyes slowly opened, containing a sea of stars, with Planes collapsing and Rebirth.

“Good, very good. This Emperor has finally revived today. In the future, this Emperor will once again conquer the divine path and ascend to the altar of gods.”

“Hmm, you have served this Emperor well. When you ascend to the God Realm in the future, I will surely slay a few gods and bestow godhead fragments upon you.”

“Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master! We are your most loyal servants!” The few prostrated themselves, their eyes filled with fanaticism.

“Hmm? Only this many people?” An Lan’s expression turned somewhat grim.

“Master, this is only half the people. The other half are outside seeking Treasure Trove and should be coming in soon.”

The few servants hastily replied with trepidation.

“Go and bring those people in. This Formation only has one chance. Once this Emperor emerges, this Formation will be unusable, and I still need a large amount of Lifespan and life essence.”

After speaking, he closed his eyes, re-entering a state of suspended animation… At this moment, Ji Mo was still comprehending sword techniques, and his Sword Intent was continuously improving.

Within the Sword God Space, that figure continued to brandish, performing various Cultivation Techniques, and his comprehension of Cultivation Techniques progressed from beginner to proficient to Perfection.

When all the sword techniques were practiced, this figure once again began to practice Sword God Descends and Sword God World Destruction, these two sword forms.

Then, he innovated, summarized all sword techniques, and sublimated them. Of course, the most crucial part was the integration of a tiny bit of the Law of the Sword.

When this move, Sword God's Wrath, began to be practiced, Ji Mo felt that in the Sword God Space, Sword Intent was ubiquitous, man and sword merged, sword and heaven and earth merged, and heaven and earth were all within his grasp.

At the same time, the wrath of burning the heavens and boiling the seas surged. It was a deity erupting, and once this sword erupted, that boundless wrath would destroy everything visible and audible before it.