Overriding the Heaven

Although he did not know why this zombie looked so much like a human, even Chu Yan did not notice it.    

However, her words had already proven her identity.    

Only those who had already died would have no luck.    

Destiny belongs to the living.    

Puyang Yi was also extremely surprised at this moment. His eyes were opened so wide that they were the size of eggs.    

At this moment, everyone had an expression of bewilderment.    

At the scene, only Qian Cheng and the dwarf knew about it beforehand, so their expressions were normal.    

However, after Chu Yan's initial surprise passed, a deep sense of meaning suddenly surfaced in his eyes.    

Qian Cheng did things for the Purple Wei Sect.    

In other words, it was a collaboration between the Purple Sun Martial School and a zombie from twenty thousand years ago.    

Originally, with Qian Cheng's Heavenly Heart Realm, being able to enter the Three Saint Mountain could be said to be breaking the rules.    

But from the looks of it, Chu Yan had a feeling that the so-called "disciple selection" allowing so many cultivators to enter the Three Saint Mountain was just an act of the Purple Wei Sect to deceive people.    

The goal of the Violet Myrtle Sect was related to the Monarch of 20,000 years ago.    

It didn't matter if it was the Emperor himself or the treasures of the Twelve Kingdoms.    

At this time, in Chu Yan's mind, eight sets of Elemental Rulers uncontrollably appeared.    

If the treasures existed, there should be many more of these treasures.    

If they succeeded, then the Violet Myrtle Sect would obtain an astonishing amount of wealth.    

Chu Yan wasn't sure what exactly the Purple Wei Sect wanted to obtain, but if it was really like he had guessed, and their so-called disciple selection was only to cover up their true purpose, then the Purple Wei Sect's demands must be something shameful.    

Or, to be more accurate, it was something that could not be revealed to others.    

Otherwise, why would he be so bold in concealing the truth?    

Thinking about that, Chu Yan suddenly felt chills down his spine.    

The reason was simple.    

Since the Purple Sun Martial School hoped that what he had done was very secretive and wouldn't let anyone else know, how could they let disciples that weren't part of their sect participate?    

Chu Yan's eyes turned serious as he looked at the people in front of him.    

The woman with the mysterious identity was pressing both hands on the metal door and mumbling something incomprehensible.    

Li Mo and the rest looked excited.    

Under the huge temptation of joining the Purple Sun Martial School, the deaths of his subordinates and the humiliation he had suffered before had been completely thrown away.    

Qian Cheng and the short guy didn't have any expression on their face, as their attention was focused on that woman.    

However, Chu Yan noticed that since he had arrived on the island, although the woman had said that there was no danger, Qian Cheng's hands had been on the handle of his blade the entire time.    

It was obvious that Qian Cheng didn't trust that woman.    

Chu Yan looked at Wusilanma and the others.    

The two of them understood, and moved closer to Chu Yan.    

If what the woman said was true, and there was no danger in this place, then not long after he entered the cave, Qian Cheng would make his move on everyone.    

But before that, Chu Yan had to first understand what the other party wanted to obtain.    

At this moment, the voice of the woman in front of the iron gate suddenly became sharp and high-pitched.    

She spoke quickly, as if arguing with someone.    

Following her words, a pink ray of light shone from her body and climbed up through the gap between the two iron gates.    

"Look at her feet!" Wusilanma let out a low cry from behind Chu Yan.    

Chu Yan turned to look, and his breathing immediately slowed down.    

This was a very hard to describe scene.    

If he were to use an analogy, this woman was like a candle. At this moment, she was burning herself, shining all the pink candlelight onto the metal door.    

The pink candlelight didn't follow the iron door straight up, but was rather like the veins of the leaves.    

The gap between the iron gates was the main trunk.    

Then with the trunk as the center, it spread out in all directions densely.    

Chu Yan carefully observed for a moment, and quickly determined that the light that was emitted, was concentrated with marks, and was an array pattern!    

These runes were originally on the surface of the metal gate, but could not be seen at all.    

But now, under the illumination of this pink light, the array patterns seemed to have been incinerated and began to mottle up and fall off!    

As the pieces of black descended, they revealed the original color of the metal gate.    

This was a set of bronze door!    

Everyone was once again shocked by what they saw.    

And a hint of joy emerged in Qian Cheng's eyes.    

At this moment, the woman's voice started to fade. Her entire body was like a candle that was about to burn out, turning into a thick puddle on the ground.    

All that was left was her chest and her hands, which were still pressed against the door.    

He looked like a melting snowman.    

As the woman let out a long howl, the bronze door that had revealed its original color suddenly trembled, and at the same time, let out a buzzing sound.    

The next moment, under everyone's watch, a crack appeared slowly.    

Although it was just a small gap, it was enough for four to five people to walk in side by side for bronze door that were at least seven or eight stories tall.    

Qian Cheng waved to everyone, indicating for them to walk in front.    

From the looks of it, he seemed to be worried that someone would run away before the battle.    

This action of his also verified Chu Yan's conjecture from a short while ago.    

Li Mo and the rest did not think too much about it.    

In fact, they were already impatient the moment the bronze door opened.    

Now that he received Qian Cheng's signal, he took the lead and rushed into the bronze door.    

Chu Yan and the rest were at the back.    

When he passed by the woman, who was like a pile of mud with only half of her chest and head remaining, Chu Yan saw that she had stopped breathing and her eyes were tightly shut, as if she had died.    

Chu Yan secretly shook his head.    

It seemed that she had no way of knowing this woman's identity and the reason for her actions.    

He hoped that after this bronze door, he would have the answer he wanted.    

"Follow me." Chu Yan whispered to Wusilanma and Puyang Yi, and then walked into the bronze door.    

Seeing the human figures walk in one after another, Qian Cheng and the short man also followed.    

However, the two of them paused before entering the door.    

"You did a good job this time. You found the right place." Qian Cheng said.    

"It's fortunate that she didn't remember the wrong place. She pointed out the correct range, and then I'll use the Wishing Qi Technique and still be unable to find it. That would be too disappointing for the expectations of the Northern King." The short one laughed in a low voice, "After this is over, I still hope that you can speak up for me in front of the Northern Sky King again. You also want me to leave this damned place as soon as possible."    

As he spoke, the short man lifted the hair at the back of his head.    

At this moment, it could be clearly seen that the short man's neck was adorned with a metal ring that resembled a collar.    

On the metal ring, there were three long needles.    

Not only did the three needles pierce through the metal ring, they even pierced deeply into the short man's neck.