97: Stealing even from the dead? That's utterly despicable!

"Rumble—!"

Accompanied by an earth-shaking tremor.

The bronze ancient palace suspended in mid-air finally descended slowly. The heavy palace doors emitted a harsh "creak, creak" sound, opening a crack inwards.

A stream of pure Demonic Qi, more than a hundred times denser than outside, mixed with the fragrance of various Heaven And Earth Treasure, gushed out from the crack.

"It's open! It's open!"

"The Demon Emperors Tomb has opened!"

"Charge! Seize the Legacy of the demon emperor!"

The tens of thousands of Cultivator who had been waiting for a long time instantly turned red-eyed like sharks smelling blood.

One by one, burning their essence blood, using every ounce of strength they had, they turned into streams of light, squeezing towards that crack like madmen.

The scene was even more chaotic than Mortal scrambling for train tickets during the Spring Festival.

"Daoist, aren't we in a hurry?"

Shi Tian looked at the overwhelming crowd and asked anxiously.

"What's the hurry?"

Duan De puffed out his big belly, looking unfathomable.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this is called 'let the bullets fly for a while'."

"This Demon Emperors Tomb is full of traps and Restriction everywhere. Let them go in first to scout the path and be cannon fodder. Wouldn't it be wonderful for us to follow behind and pick up the scraps?"

Li Daoxuan nodded in agreement from the side.

Not bad.

Although this fat man is unscrupulous, his brain is still very useful. It coincides with his own "The Way of Hiding" philosophy.

Sure enough.

Not long after.

From within the ancient palace, bursts of shrill screams came.

"Ah—! What kind of ghost fire is this! My spiritual energy has been ignited!"

"Help! There are traps in the walls! My leg is stuck!"

"Don't touch that skeleton! It's poisonous!"

Clearly, the first batch of people who rushed in had already paid a painful price for their recklessness.

"Alright, that's about enough."

Duan De calculated with his fingers and smiled like a thief.

"The cannon fodder is almost dead, it's time for our professional team to take the stage."

"Let's go!"

Saying this, he led Li Daoxuan and his group, walking unhurriedly into the bronze ancient palace exuding an ominous aura.

Once inside the main hall, a thick smell of blood and burnt flesh hit them.

Within the spacious hall, hundreds of Cultivator corpses lay in disarray, with various tragic states of death.

More Cultivator, like headless flies, were rushing around the hall, triggering some Restriction from time to time, and then letting out a scream before reporting to the underworld.

"A bunch of idiots."

Duan De curled his lips in disdain.

He didn't even look at the Cultivator who were treasure hunting, but took out an ancient compass from his bosom, chanting words.

"Seeking the Dragon to divide gold, looking at the winding mountains, one layer of winding is one layer of pass..."

"Heavenly King covers the earth tiger, the pagoda suppresses the river demon... Oh, no, wrong channel."

The needle of the compass in his hand spun rapidly, finally pointing to an unremarkable corridor on the left side of the hall.

"This way, follow me."

Duan De took the lead, walking with a swagger.

Li Daoxuan and the others followed closely behind.

A miraculous scene occurred.

Even though this corridor was filled with various lethal traps and Formation, Duan De walked as if he had enabled cheats.

Stepping on the Azure Dragon with his left foot, stepping on the White Tiger with his right. Zigzagging here and there.

All the traps were perfectly avoided by him at an extremely tricky angle.

Even a few times, the poisoned Sharp Weapon flew past the tip of his nose, and he didn't even blink.

That calm appearance was just like strolling in his own backyard.

"Damn! This fat man has some skills!"

Shi Tian was dumbfounded.

"Specialization in trades, after all."

Li Daoxuan was not surprised.

This fat man is someone who even dares to pry open the coffin lid of a Saint Old Ancestor. If he didn't have some professional skills, he would have been beaten to death eight hundred times already.

However, what left the Disciple even more dumbfounded was yet to come.

Duan De was not idle while leading the way.

Seeing the night pearls embedded in the wall were not bad, he casually pried them off.

"Hmm, the quality is good, can sell for a good price."

Seeing the patterns on the blue gold floor tiles were quite unique, he directly took out a small shovel and pried a few pieces to stuff into his bosom.

"Take this back to pave the toilet, very stylish."

Even when they passed by a side hall and saw several skeletons of Demon Kings who had sat in meditation for who knows how many ten thousand years.

This fat man's eyes turned green. He lunged forward like a hungry tiger.

"Damn! The leg bone of a ten-thousand-year Demon King! This is a material for refining top-grade Magic Treasure!"

Saying that, with a "crack", he broke the thigh of the skeleton.

After breaking the leg, he set his eyes on the unremarkable Storage Ring on the skeleton's hand.

"And this, can't be wasted!"

The few Disciple of Hidden God Sect were stunned. Although they also like "scavenging", they at least have a bottom line.

This fat man... Stealing even from the dead? This is too unscrupulous!

"Dao... Daoist..."

Shi Tian, the kindest, finally couldn't help but speak.

He looked at the fat Daoist who was trying to stuff a complete skeleton into a Storage Pouch, feeling his worldview being impacted.

"The dead are the priority, you... isn't it a bit bad to do this?"

Duan De's movements paused. He turned back, looked at Shi Tian who was full of intolerance, and said righteously:

"Little brother, what you said is wrong."

"What is called stealing?"

"This is called... archaeology!"

"It is making an outstanding contribution to protecting and researching ancient Yao Race civilization!"

He pointed to the skeleton that had been dismantled by him, looking heartbroken.

"Think about it, such precious cultural relics, if left here and broken by the unqualified Cultivator behind, what a huge loss it would be?"

"I am acting on behalf of Heaven, helping this Senior Demon King... move house!"

"This is called... cultural relic protective excavation, understand?!"

Shi Tian: "..."

Although he didn't understand, it felt like... it made sense?

Li Daoxuan watched from the side and was amused. Good guy. Being able to describe grave robbing so fresh, refined, and high-sounding. This fat man is truly wasted if he doesn't go into multi-level marketing.

Just at this moment.

"Rumble—!"

The entire ancient palace suddenly trembled violently.

A terrifying Emperors Might, more than a hundred times stronger than before, erupted from the deepest part of the hall!

"Not good! Someone touched the core Restriction!"

Duan De's face changed, he couldn't care about "archaeology" anymore, grabbed the thigh bone and ran.

"Quick! The core area is about to open! The real treasures are about to be born!"

Everyone didn't dare to delay and ran wildly behind Duan De.

After passing through a long corridor, the view suddenly opened up. A huge underground palace appeared in front of everyone.

In the center of the palace, a huge heart as bright as the sun, still beating "thump-thump", was quietly suspended in mid-air.

Every beat made the whole space tremble!

And around that heart, there were several divine Sharp Weapon floating, exuding terrifying auras and flowing with brilliance!

They were all... extreme dao imperial weapon!

At this moment, inside the palace, dozens of powerful figures had already gathered.

The Holy Master of Yaoguang Holy Land, the Patriarch of Ji Family, the God King of Jiang Family... Almost all the top big shots of the Central Plains had arrived.

They were all red-eyed, staring fixedly at the treasures in mid-air that made people crazy, confronting each other, the atmosphere was tense, ready to explode at any moment!

"heart of the demon emperor!"

"And... the companion extreme dao imperial weapon of the demon emperor!"

"Rich! This time we are really rich!"

Duan De looked at that pile of treasures, drool almost flowing down. He just wanted to muddy the waters and rush up.

"Stop."

Li Daoxuan pressed his shoulder and shook his head.

"Don't rush."

"Let them... fly for a while longer."