Sword Emperor

When everyone was present, the atmosphere had started to change. Everyone knew that the coffin in front of them was the coffin of a saint. It was very likely that the coffin contained a supreme treasure or even an extremely precious inheritance.    

    

However, the relationship in the square was not as simple as they had imagined. Especially since there was a deep hatred between the two parties, the desire to kill the enemy in their hearts grew stronger and stronger. It could be imagined what kind of earth-shattering scene would occur if the competition really began.    

    

In such an environment, Sun Bing didn't make any movements either. After all, even though he was strong, he didn't have the confidence to deal with the attacks of everyone. After all, if he really acted rashly at this moment, he would definitely become the target of everyone.    

    

Just as everyone was waiting, a strange sound suddenly emerged from the coffin in front of them. In an instant, the strange atmosphere disappeared without a trace. Everyone turned their eyes to the coffin in front of them.    

    

After all, the person buried in this coffin was a Saint. If an accident really happened, everyone here would not be able to escape. After all, even a tiny fluctuation that was emitted from it was sufficient to kill countless people.    

    

At this moment, someone was already muttering in a low voice: "Could it be that the Saint Corpse inside has undergone a corpse transformation? If that's really the case, let alone us... Everyone in the Profound Secret Realm might even suffer serious injuries."    

    

As soon as these words were spoken, a hint of shock appeared on everyone's face. In an instant, it turned into a trace of fear. After all, the corpse transformation could really happen.    

    

Legend has it that cultivators cultivated to an extremely profound realm. In the end, even if their lifespan was exhausted and they could be considered to have completely died, their corpses were still incomparably firm and even looked lifelike. They were simply unable to be destroyed.    

    

Under such circumstances, if one were to accumulate Yin Qi in a place where the Yin Qi was dense all year round, and after a long period of nurturing, it was even possible to give birth to intelligence. This was the legendary clan of Ancient Clans, the Corpses.    

    

This clan could be said to be incomparably powerful in the past. Even amongst the numerous experts of Ancient Clans, they were able to take the top position because as long as they were dead, they would be able to enhance their strength. They could even control many powerful corpses. They could be called King of the same realm.    

    

In the ancient era, it seemed like this race had once dominated the world for a period of time. They had countless powerful cultivators. The people around them were afraid of them. They didn't even dare to wipe the edge of their swords. All they could do was to dodge carefully.    

    

However, excessive toughness was easy to break. It was precisely because they possessed such powerful strength that they gradually lost themselves. In the end, they even developed the idea of ruling over all clans. It was precisely because of this reason that they broke many taboos. After that, they were besieged by all clans, and that was why they suffered great losses.    

    

On the other hand, the holy corpse in front of him was filled with Yin energy. Moreover, it had already been here for who knew how many years, so it was very likely that this kind of situation would occur.    

    

However, after that sound, there was no longer any movement. Just as the vigilance in everyone's hearts slowly disappeared, a majestic Saint Aura had completely erupted.    

    

At such a close distance, the aura seemed to be so dense that it was almost tangible. Even when faced with it, everyone could feel that it was difficult to resist. Some people even bent their knees in the face of such might.    

    

Those who were able to reach this place were the absolute King of the same realm. How could he allow such a situation to happen? He could only resist with all his might, and his face had turned red.    

    

Feeling the vigorous momentum around him, Sun Bing's heart was filled with shock. It had been a long time since he had experienced this kind of situation. His opponent was able to completely suppress him with just a trace of momentum.    

    

One should know that this was merely a coffin. Even the corpse inside was so powerful. If they really met a real person, what level would their strength reach?    

    

In an instant, the momentum slowly disappeared. Although it was only for a split second, everyone present, including Sun Bing, felt like they were drenched in sweat. It was as if millions of years had passed, and they really did not want to try it.    

    

In particular, a resolute glint flashed across Sun Bing's eyes. This was because only with this kind of strength could he control his own fate. He no longer wanted to experience such a weak feeling.    

    

At this moment, a wisp of smoke gradually emerged from the coffin. This situation was similar to the Yin Qi. However, this kind of smoke seemed to be even thicker than the Baleful Yin Qi.    

    

However, to his horror, as the smoke slowly rose... In the end, it actually vaguely revealed the image of a young man who looked to be in his twenties or thirties, with a tall and straight figure. Even though it was just a shadow, one could still feel the terrifying power from his body. Especially his pair of black eyes, which seemed to contain traces of history. No matter who it was, under such gazes, they would not be able to conceal their secrets.    

    

After this human figure appeared, he instantly swept his gaze across the surroundings. When he saw that there were dozens of geniuses present in the square, he nodded his head in satisfaction and slowly said:    

    

"I never thought that this tomb would be opened after so many years. I just don't know how long it has been, what changes have happened outside, and what the situation of the Humans is like."    

    

Although he looked quite young, his words were incomparably ancient, as if he was an old man who could do anything he wanted.    

    

However, before the others could reply, he could hear him muttering to himself: "However, it doesn't matter. Since all of you have already passed through many trials in the opening of the tomb, you are qualified to accept my inheritance. You will still need to fight for it yourself.    

    

Although I don't know how talented you are, there are a total of five hassocks under my tomb. If you are qualified to accept my inheritance after sitting on them, even if you don't accept my inheritance in the end, I will give you some small gifts. I believe all of you will be satisfied. "    

    

After saying this, the illusionary figure instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared without a trace. It was as if everything that he had seen previously did not exist at all.    

    

However, just as everyone was filled with doubt, they could sense that five rays of light had appeared in the tomb at some point. Finally, they shone in front of them and five hassocks appeared. Everything was exactly as that person had said.    

    

Suddenly, everyone looked at the hassocks with burning eyes. After all, as long as they sat on the hassocks, they would have the right to obtain the inheritance of a saint.    

    

Even if they did not obtain this opportunity, they would still be favored by the Saint and receive other rewards. It was extremely precious to be treated as a prize by the Saint, and it was also a significant improvement for them.    

    

In fact, the people who were coveting the treasures in their hearts were the sinners. After all, they lived in the Profound Secret Realm. If they could obtain such an inheritance, not only would their future path of cultivation be smooth and flat, but they would also be able to obtain it. They might even be able to successfully break the seal that was buried in their bloodline.    

    

Even though Sun Bing had some doubts about this matter, his eyes were still filled with excitement, because this was a truly great opportunity. Even if it was only a tenth or even a hundredth of the chance, he would still have to try it out.    

    

The atmosphere had already reached the point where it could erupt at any moment. Previously, the square was still able to remain calm. However, after hearing this voice, the calmness in his heart was finally broken.    

    

Sun Bing also slowly took out the Chunjun Sword at this moment. Hong Kai and Hua Qiyue were also prepared to fight. Each of their faces were filled with a solemn expression as they looked at the surrounding enemies.