The Terrifying Path of Immortal Cultivation

A violent crashing sound erupted.

In an instant, people were thrown into disarray, and the five leading golden soldiers were directly knocked flying, heavily impacting the soldiers behind them.

However, their charge had no effect on the hundreds of advancing soldiers.

The army of golden soldiers quickly charged towards the Carp King.

The Carp King's face turned ashen, wildly wielding his trident, unleashing wave after wave of black light.

Occasionally, golden soldiers were directly hunted down by the immense power.

Scattered limbs and golden armor littered the ground, revealing withered bodies beneath the armor.

Underneath these armors were once living beings, but now they had all withered away.

In the shadows, Li Qing's shadow puppet quietly watched the scene, a hint of solemnity on his face.

"This tomb is indeed full of traps."

"If it were me, I'm afraid I would have a lot of trouble."

A quarter of an hour had passed, and with the help of the army formation, the Carp King used his own strength to break through the siege of two hundred armored soldiers.

Each of these armored soldiers possessed formidable strength and excellent defense with their golden armor.

Every time the Carp King brought one down, it took considerable effort.

At this point, the demon soldiers behind him were already exhausted, their strength almost completely drained.

They were left with pure brute force, devoid of any Essence Qi.

On the other side, there were still over a hundred golden soldiers.

The Carp King roared, "Charge at them, kill them all!"

With that, he led the charge, wielding his trident and spewing green smoke from his mouth, continuously slaughtering the golden soldiers.

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals had no choice but to join the fray, picking up the sharp weapons discarded by the golden soldiers on the ground and engaging in the melee.

Li Qing watched quietly, thinking that if he had a bag of melon seeds, he might be very happy to watch the spectacle.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Aoming had already chased the shadow puppet to the water vein node.

The shadow puppet flashed through the wall of the water vein node, a scene that happened to be seen by Aoming who was tracking it.

The shadow puppet disappeared instantly after entering the tomb wall.

Aoming followed closely and, looking in the direction where the figure disappeared, a cold smile appeared on his face.

He raised his left hand, and a low whistle spread instantly in all directions.

Outside the water vein, the twelve night demons who were tracking Aoming heard the ripples in the water.

The leader of the night demons smiled and said, "Follow me, the Dragon Prince is summoning us."

They quickly found the source of the sound and entered the water vein, changing their form to slip in.

In just half an incense stick's time, they had all gathered around Aoming.

"Dragon Prince!" The lead night demon respectfully addressed Aoming.

Aoming nodded, waved his hand, and said, "Go in from here, come out and tell me if there's no danger."

The night demons nodded and, without hesitation, plunged into the wall.

In about two breaths, they emerged. "Dragon Prince, there's no problem inside, but many shrimp soldiers and crab generals have died."

Aoming nodded, "Leave two outside to guard, and the rest of you come in with me."

Two night demons stayed outside, while the others all entered the tomb.

After Aoming entered, all he saw were dead shrimp soldiers and crab generals, along with scattered rubble.

His eyes lit up as he looked towards the massive tomb structure.

"Let's go, let's go in quickly."

The two night demons took the lead in exploring the path, while Aoming followed leisurely with his left hand on his back.

As they stepped into the passage, they were met with a floor littered with corpses.

At the end of this passage was a pitch-black burial chamber, seemingly empty.

Frowning, Aoming continued forward with the two night demons.

By now, the tomb at the end of the passage had completely quieted down.

There were only corpses and glinting golden armor, and the Carp King was nowhere to be seen.

Before Aoming entered, the battle here had already come to an end.

The Carp King's shrimp soldiers and crab generals had all been wiped out, including the shrimp dumplings controlled by Li Qing.

When Aoming entered, all he saw was a scene of carnage.

Looking at these golden armors, he squatted down slightly.

After observing for a moment, something suddenly struck him.

"These seem to be Platinum God Armors? I remember these things appeared a few hundred years ago?"

"Wait, I remember a thousand Platinum God Armors appearing seven hundred years ago."

"It seems they were created by the North State's hero, Ye Bai Zhen."

"There were a thousand of them, said to be forged using the method of refining Dao weapons."

"Each Dao weapon seemed to possess the combat power of the True Law Realm."

"Coordinated with the art of war on the battlefield, they were virtually invincible, even Divine Soul Realm powerhouses dared not approach."

"How could there be Platinum God Armors here?"

"These are the Dao weapons from back then, placed here after their deaths, becoming guardians of the tomb."

Aoming was no fool; his Dragon Palace had also participated in the previous battle.

So he had left behind many records, and Aoming was the most studious among the Dragon Princes.

He immediately sensed the true nature of this grand tomb.

He felt somewhat disappointed, "It's not an ancient orthodoxy after all, but Ye Bai Zhen's tomb."

"After dying in battle, this guy disappeared without a trace."

"I didn't expect someone to bury his body here."

"This place was definitely not built in a short time, and it must have consumed a lot of manpower and resources."

"Why did Ye Bai Zhen build this? Does it have a purpose?"

His expression changed, and he was suddenly intrigued.

"It seems that there are deep secrets hidden here."

A smile appeared on Aoming's face, "Perhaps there will be some gains."

At the same time, a night demon said, "Dragon Prince, there's another passage at the end of this burial chamber, seemingly leading to a deeper area."

Aoming's eyes turned cold, "Let's go, let's follow up."

They quickly disappeared from the scene, and Li Qing's shadow puppets emerged from the darkness.

They rushed towards all the oil lamps at the entrance of the passage, collecting all the lamp oil in makeshift bamboo tubes.

The lamps emitted an exceptionally eerie dark green light, and the scent they gave off when lit could induce hallucinations, indicating that they were some kind of marvelous material or treasure.

They might be quite valuable, and Li Qing planned to sell them all.

At the same time, the shadow puppets quickly began to collect the Platinum God Armors.

These were all good things; the gold was not real gold, but a material called platinum, a type of Dao material.

Although the recent battle had been fierce, these things had not suffered much damage and could still be reused.

"These are good things."

Li Qing's mouth was almost splitting with a smile, "It looks like I'm going to make a fortune this time."