Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 320 The old monster wakes up

"Without Youlin's name, is it really possible?"

Standing at the gate of the Holy Land, Emperor Qilin looked at the 'Immortal List', his eyes were red and full of pain. With Saint Shen Youlin's peak cultivation, he would definitely be able to enter the Immortal List.

But now that I don’t see the name, it only means that Shen Youlin is no longer here!

For a moment, Emperor Qilin's heart felt empty. Even his last obsession disappeared, leaving only endless resentment.

"Holy Lord, Ancestor Tianlin wants to see you!"

An inner disciple came out of the space passage and bowed respectfully.

When Emperor Qilin first landed at the mountain gate, Patriarch Tianlin, who was in charge of the Holy Land, had already discovered it and quickly sent his disciples to summon him.

"I know!"

Emperor Qilin nodded and walked indifferently into the world of Qilin Mustard Seed, arriving outside a quiet and simple courtyard with a beautiful environment.

"How's it going? Did you rescue Youlin?"

Patriarch Tianlin stood in the courtyard and asked eagerly. He was also very concerned about the future of the Holy Land.

"No!"

Emperor Qilin shook his head, suddenly knelt down on his knees, and said with murderous intent: "Ancestor, this disciple wants to attack the Qin Dynasty to avenge my son and Emperor Huolin!"

The strong murderous aura spread out from his body, causing the water pool in the courtyard to condense into ice.

"Can!"

Ancestor Tianlin agreed, with a strong murderous aura in his eyes, but he changed his words and said in a deep voice: "But not now, in five days, when the spiritual energy tide comes, the sleeping ancestor will wake up. At this juncture, it is difficult to raise troops!"

"When the spiritual energy tide ends, I will report to the ancestors and destroy the Great Qin Shenting!"

He also hated the Great Qin Ancient Courtyard which had caused heavy losses to the Qilin Holy Land, and wished he could get rid of it quickly.

"I listen to my ancestor!"

Emperor Qilin pondered for a moment. Between personal grudges and the righteousness of the sect, he decisively chose the sect. Besides, he just had to wait a little longer.

"Okay! You can come with me!"

Ancestor Tianlin breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Emperor Qilin would be confused and insist on attacking the Great Qin Shenting at this time.

If that happens, he can't stop it. After all, Emperor Qilin is the Holy Master, controls the highest power of the sect, and can mobilize hundreds of millions of disciples.

Emperor Qilin quickly followed up with sonorous and powerful steps, restoring the authority of the Holy Lord in the past.

The two of them flew towards the forbidden area of ​​​​the back mountain, and came to a huge mountain. The steep stone walls were not covered with a single weed, and they looked very barren.

There are powerful formations around the mountain to prevent intruders.

"The universe of heaven and earth, guided by the Qilin, opens!"

Emperor Qilin pinched it with both hands, his fingers glowed red, and he condensed a mysterious rune in the void.

Ancestor Tianlin stepped forward, held the rune in his hand, and placed it in the groove of the mountain.

boom!

Suddenly, the mountain shook, and a supreme force split the vast barren mountain in two and moved it to both sides, revealing a simple stone palace with a vermilion door and stone lions placed beside it.

Wanzu Hall!

This is the name of the Stone Palace, where all the ancestors of the Kirin Holy Land have slept for generations.

"open!"

Emperor Qilin pushed open the red door and walked into the stone palace.

What came into view was a green gem, lingering with strong life force, shooting out beams of light and falling into the living coffins beside it, which contained thirty-eight coffins.

Inside these living coffins, there are sleeping strong men lying. Their bodies are a bit flat and shaped like skeletons, but they reveal the coercion of the strong men.

The size of the living coffin becomes smaller from the middle to the sides.

"Are these living coffins a bit too much? I remember that in the Holy Land, there are not so many emperor-level ancestors!"

Emperor Qilin looked at so many living coffins and asked doubtfully.

"Holy Lord, there are only five living coffins from the ancestors of the Emperor Realm. The middle one is the ancestor from the fourth era, who has the cultivation of the eternal emperor. The four living coffins on the side are the ancestors from the fifth era, and

Like me, I have the cultivation level of an ancient emperor!"

Speaking of this, Patriarch Tianlin said proudly: "As for the living coffins on the side, they are all quasi-emperor peak warriors from the Sixth and Seventh Era!"

"As early as the Sixth Age, there was an astrologer named 'Madman' in the mainland, who speculated that the world would undergo great changes and that immortality would come!"

"No one on the mainland believed it at the time, but I had a forethought to seal the peak quasi-emperor warriors of the sixth and seventh eras!"

"I didn't expect that in the ninth era, immortality would really come and a spiritual energy tide would appear!"

"If nothing else happens, Qilin Holy Land will have more than thirty emperor-level warriors."

Ancestor Tianlin explained, extremely excited. If there are more than thirty emperor-level warriors, the strength of Qilin Holy Land will jump up and become one of the most powerful holy lands!

"Ancestor Shengming!"

Emperor Qilin was also shocked after hearing this.

It is no exaggeration to say that the decision of Patriarch Tianlin will enhance the foundation of Qilin Holy Land and narrow the gap of several eras.

"Time is running out, wake up the ancestor first!"

Ancestor Tianlin waved his hand, waved his right hand, and shot out a beam of light, which was sealed on the green gem.

Buzz buzz.

After lacking energy, the sleeping ancestor's body trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, revealing the vicissitudes of life, ancient, and profound aura.

Maybe they had been sleeping for too long, and their eyes were a little confused. After a while, they asked hoarsely: "What era is this? Why did you wake me up?"

"Back to my ancestors, now is the ninth era. Immortal fate is about to come, and the first wave of spiritual energy is currently ushering in!"

Patriarch Tianlin bowed respectfully and replied.

"Nine is the ultimate, no wonder it will bring immortality. I finally waited for the opportunity to break through the Eternal Emperor!"

After a brief silence, an excited voice came from the living coffin in the middle, and boundless pressure spread out.

Under this pressure, even the Qilin Emperor felt the urge to kneel down and kowtow.

Bang!

The coffin was opened, and a withered figure stood up and opened its arms, as if welcoming a new era.

At almost the same time period, the masters of all the major holy places went to the forbidden areas to awaken their sleeping ancestors.

Waves of overwhelming aura filled the sky over the continent.

Countless old monsters that disappeared have reappeared in people's sight. Although they are old, their aura can still stir up the storm of this era.

"Old friends, are you still there?"

A heroic voice first came out from the southern border, echoing throughout the primitive continent, but this voice could only be heard by the warriors of the Imperial Realm.

"You're not dead yet, how could I take the first step?"

Immediately afterwards, a vicissitudes of sound came from a valley somewhere in the north.

"The ancient chessboard is about to be opened. Old fellows, how are you going to play?"

"Haha, of course, use the heaven and earth as the chessboard, the stars as the chess pieces, and the fate of immortality to determine the outcome. It's wonderful to think about it! It's not in vain that I have sealed myself for several eras."

(End of chapter)