Peerless Divine Emperor

Outside the battlefield of the God's Tomb, the sky was shining with a golden luster, so bright that people could not open their eyes. There were many figures gathered below. They were the strong men from the major forces in the Nine Regions. They could not enter the battlefield of the God's Tomb and could only wait here.

The strong men from the seven major palaces were also stationed here, but no one came to the Sanqing Palace, naturally because they were worried about conflicts with other forces.

Normally, those forces did not dare to have a head-on conflict with the Sanqing Palace, but now that they were all gathered together, the Sanqing Palace was in a weak position. Those forces were very likely to gather together to avenge the old hatred. The Sanqing Palace was undoubtedly in a dangerous situation, so they simply did not send anyone over.

In the direction of Xiangtian Palace, many figures gathered together to chat. When the people around looked over there, they all showed awe in their eyes. Those figures were the masters of the seven major palaces.

I saw old man Tianji standing in the middle, looking at the misty forest ahead. There was a touch of starlight in his deep eyes, as if he could see through many unknown things, making it impossible for people to guess what he was thinking.

"So you are all here." At this time, a deep and powerful voice came.

Old man Tianji and other strong men turned their eyes at the same time and looked in the direction where the voice came from. They saw a middle-aged man in a long gown stepping in. He had a heroic face and an unfathomable aura on his body, revealing the temperament of a superior. The man was the Lord of the Wasteland.

"Ouyang, you are here too." Old man Tianji smiled and greeted.

Beside old man Tianji, Feng Xinghe, Dugu Jian and others also nodded to Ouyang Huang, looking very casual. They were all at the same level and had some friendship in private.

"Is anyone coming out?" Ouyang Huang came here and asked everyone.

"Not yet. I don't know what they have experienced in there. I am really worried." Dugu Jian shook his head, his eyes slightly worried. The battlefield where the gods were buried was so dangerous.

"Don't worry about their safety. The gods left behind a legacy after their death. It will only bless the descendants and will not harm them. But most people may have gone there in vain. Only a very small number of people with strong luck can get the legacy." Old Man Tianji spoke slowly.

"That's the best." Dugu Jian breathed a sigh of relief. He naturally believed in what Old Man Tianji said.

"In the past few days, I have been watching the changes in the stars and found that the stars in the Nine Regions are becoming clearer and clearer, and there seems to be a rising trend. Moreover, the stars in other areas of Tianxuan are also developing in the same trend, but not as obvious as the Nine Regions." Old Man Tianji spoke again, causing a strange light to appear in the eyes of the strong men around him.

"Senior, do you mean that the Nine Realms are about to rise?" Ouyang Huang's heart trembled, and he stared at the old man Tianji and asked. Feng Xinghe, Dugu Jian and others also became solemn.

This news was absolutely shocking to them.

"With this trend, it may not take long for the Nine Realms to usher in earth-shaking changes." The old man Tianji responded: "But how and where will it start? I don't know."

All the strong men took a deep breath and tried to keep their hearts calm. If the Nine Realms are about to rise as the old man Tianji said, then that layer of shackles is very likely to be broken.

At their level, they can clearly feel that there is an invisible shackle that binds this world, making it difficult for them to break, so they have stayed in this realm for so many years and have difficulty making any progress.

Once that layer of shackles is broken, their strength will surely reach a higher level.

"Everything has two sides. Don't be too optimistic. You should be cautious." Tianji said again. There was not much joy on his old face. He knew more and considered more than others. He had a hunch that this matter would not be as simple as it seemed.

"That's right, senior." Ouyang Huang nodded gently. This matter was very serious and he really couldn't be careless.

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In the battlefield of the God's Tomb, many people walked around casually. They had been here for some time, but they had not gained anything until now. It almost proved that they had no chance to inherit the gods.

Those people with outstanding talents almost entered the secret realm of the gods.

During this period of time, Qin Xuan appeared in many places and guided many people to the places where the gods left opportunities. They were all his friends, such as Tailong, Sikong Jing, Bai Renhan, Jian Wuhen and Dao Wutian. Of course, he just took them there. As for whether they could get the inheritance, it depended on their own luck.

In a blink of an eye, a month passed.

Qin Xuan came to the Divine Palace, waved his hand, and endless spiritual energy gathered together crazily, turning into a light curtain. On the light curtain, gorgeous pictures flowed, and scenes flashed on it. It was the scene in the battlefield of the God's Tomb.

Qin Xuan stared at the light curtain in front of him, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face. Although there are many opportunities in the battlefield of the God's Tomb, it cannot be open to the outside world all the time. Even if the power of the thoughts of those gods is limited, if the time is too long, their thoughts will dissipate.

Now, it's time to make rules.

After pondering for a while, Qin Xuan finally had an idea in his mind, and spoke loudly to the void outside: "After two days, the battlefield of the God's Tomb will be closed for a period of time. Except for those who are comprehending opportunities, all others must leave and are not allowed to stay, otherwise they will bear the consequences."

Qin Xuan's voice resounded through the vast space like a huge bell, reaching the endless area of ​​the God's Tomb battlefield. Everyone heard it clearly, and their hearts were all stirred. Who made this voice? The ancient gods?

Is this, going to start expelling them?

After saying that, Qin Xuan did not speak again. He had the power to control the God's Tomb battlefield. Two days later, he could directly close it. Except for those who were taken away by the ancient gods, the rest of the people could not stay.

He knew that doing so would make some talented people who came in later lose the opportunity to obtain opportunities, but this was the most effective way at present. The ancient gods' willpower was running out, and he had to protect their willpower, so he could only temporarily wrong some people.

Two days later, above the God's Tomb battlefield

Dazzling rays of light fell from the sky, like divine light. Each ray of divine light contained great terrifying power, covering a vast area. This world seemed to have turned into a forbidden world. The people inside felt extremely depressed, as if they were carrying an invisible mountain on their backs.

They knew very well that the voice two days ago had come true.

Therefore, they left the battlefield of the God's Tomb without much hesitation. If they did not leave as soon as possible, they might die here. The opportunity left by the gods was precious, but their own lives were the most important!