Strongest War Emperor

After Shen Lang and Nalan Ziyun gracefully departed...

Several seconds passed. The man with the whip, who had previously been trapped within the Spirit Pattern Pillar Grand Array, cautiously took two steps forward and said, "Brother Xue Ming, who in the world is that guy? How does he have a Token from the Imperial Dragon Sect’s Elder Ancestor? Was what he said... all true?"

Xue Ming’s expression was grave as he nodded firmly. "His name is one you’ve heard before... No wonder I kept feeling that his Single Saber looked familiar, and its aura was strange. I just couldn’t place it for a moment. We almost..."

"His Single Saber is strange? And we’ve heard of him?" The man who asked the question froze for a second, then realization dawned on him. "Could he be that person from Celestial Phoenix City?"

Xue Ming nodded. "Who else could it be... Alright, here’s the plan. You and Ling Feng will escort the Yin Family out. At the same time, notify the people on their way and those outside. The three of us will follow them immediately!"

The man holding the purple whip hesitated for a moment before asking, "Should we... notify the seniors over by the fissure?"

Xue Ming shook his head. "No need. He came from that direction."

’I have a feeling something big is about to happen...’

The five Xuanwu Realm powerhouses immediately split into two teams. Two of them escorted the Yin Family members out, while the other three headed in the direction Shen Lang and Nalan Ziyun had gone.

"Senior, who was that ’uncle’? He’s so incredible!"

"Yeah, yeah! He’s amazing! And his movements were so stylish and wild. I really want to see what he looks like behind that mask!"

"He said he had some connection to our Yin Family, but I’ve never heard of such a peerless figure..."

The group of women from the Yin Family began chattering like a flock of sparrows.

This annoyed the two Xuanwu Realm powerhouses so much they nearly started cursing out loud.

’Damn it, what time do you think this is? A major catastrophe is happening in the Hidden Moon Tomb! You’re the lucky ones who got to leave first. Who knows if people from the other influences will even have a chance to survive!’

’And you’re still here gossiping!’

"All of you, shut up!" the man with the purple whip barked coldly. "Don’t think you can relax now. The first level is huge, and it’s still a long way to the tomb’s exit. If there are any powerful Zombies or Ghosts inside, you’ll be in for more than you can handle!"

The other man’s tone was even harsher. "Everyone, stay alert! Do not let your guard down! Take out your Spiritual Artifacts and prepare for battle. Be ready for anything!"

"..."

The group from the Yin Family shivered. They cast a frightened glance at the pitch-black darkness in the distance, their nerves, which had just begun to relax, instantly tensing up again.

They didn’t know what had happened, or what was about to happen...

But seeing the serious expressions on the seniors’ faces, they feared they were not out of danger yet.

The group nervously tightened their grip on their Spiritual Artifacts and quickened their pace, running toward the first level.

Soon, they ran into the powerhouses from various influences who were searching all over the first level for Shen Lang.

It was precisely because of the commotion Shen Lang had caused at the entrance that the experts from the various influences stationed outside had all rushed into the Hidden Moon Tomb.

Only now did people understand why Shen Lang had done it...

The stunning message—"Zombie conspiracy, imminent danger"—spread immediately.

Dozens of Xuanwu Realm powerhouses, burning with anxiety, immediately charged toward the second level!

Those who entered the Hidden Moon Tomb were the elite disciples of the various influences. If they were truly lured away by the Dark Power within the tomb and became food for those Ghosts and Zombies, the losses would be far too great.

Besides, many of the young people inside had extraordinary statuses. If anything went wrong, everyone present would be held responsible.

While chaos erupted both inside and outside the Hidden Moon Tomb, a shimmering ripple suddenly appeared in a fissure between the giant rocks, about a hundred meters from the Imperial Dragon Sect’s encampment.

Xue Dangdang, dressed in a red skirt, materialized.

Behind her were the five Xuanwu Realm powerhouses from the White Bone Hall who had previously fought Shen Lang and been scared off by a single slash of his saber.

At that moment, the ripples emanating from Xue Dangdang enveloped the men, concealing their auras. That was why, despite being so close, no one from the Imperial Dragon Sect or the other influences noticed their presence.

Xue Dangdang listened for a moment, then propped her chin on her hand and started laughing. "These guys are running around like ants on a hot pan, a total mess. How interesting!"

"Mhm, just as I thought. Wolao Gong went into the Hidden Moon Tomb too!"

Xue Dangdang stood on a green rock, her smile growing wider. "With him here, the Hidden Moon Tomb will be even more fun! Let’s go, we’ll head in for a look too. Maybe we can catch him!"

The five Xuanwu Realm powerhouses behind her immediately put on expressions as bitter as gourds.

The one who seemed to be their leader stammered, "Well... Miss, we have a private agreement with the Imperial Dragon Sect and the other two major Spirit Copper Level influences. It wouldn’t be good to clash with them. The area around the Hidden Moon Tomb is off-limits to people from the Celestial Defying Demon Realm. If we go over there, it might get rather troublesome."

The man beside him added timidly, "That kid seems to have a King Martial Realm Second Heaven powerhouse with him, a Transformed Demon Beast, the Desolate Domain Demon Ape. It might not be so easy to capture him, right?"

"You fools! The Imperial Dragon Sect is just a Spirit Copper Level Sect, and your White Bone Hall is a Spirit Copper Level Influence too. Do you really need to be this scared?" Xue Dangdang snapped.

"So what if it’s a Desolate Domain Demon Ape? You think I can’t handle him?"

She spun around, put one hand on her hip, and pointed at each of them in turn as she berated them.

"Your White Bone Hall is the most useless of all! If it weren’t for the matter of the Yumu Cave Blessed Land, do you think I’d willingly come to a poor, backwater place like the Purple Chu Country to play?"

"Dark Gold Level Sects beg for my attention, and I can’t even be bothered with them! Legendary Sects come trying to curry favor and I kick them out... I’ve run all over the place with you useless bunch, but you won’t let me do this, and I can’t go there. Tell me, what *can* you do?"

"I should have just let Wolao Gong chop you all to pieces!"

The five Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven powerhouses were drenched in sweat. They didn’t dare talk back, so they could only nod with forced smiles while wiping their brows.

Xue Dangdang continued relentlessly, "Look at the state of you! You’re old men, yet you’re scared of your own shadows. You’ve completely wasted all those years you’ve lived!"

"There are only a few Xuanwu Realm experts left near this Hidden Moon Tomb. With my current Cultivation, do I need to be afraid of them?"

"Come if you want, stay if you don’t! If you’re not coming, then go play by yourselves! Don’t get in the way of my fun!"

Xue Dangdang flicked her finger. A gleam of light shot out, vibrating across the light shield and blooming like a firework.

The light shield enveloping them flickered a few times and vanished completely. Their previously faint figures were now entirely concealed.

With her hands behind her back, Xue Dangdang swaggered out directly.

The five Xuanwu Realm powerhouses behind her gave a bitter smile and had no choice but to follow immediately.

If they left the cover of Xue Dangdang’s light shield, they would probably be discovered by the people from the Imperial Dragon Sect right away.

And so, under the cover of Xue Dangdang’s Magic, the group walked straight into the Hidden Moon Tomb without anyone noticing their presence.

...

As Xue Dangdang was entering the Hidden Moon Tomb, Shen Lang was sprinting through a massive, wasteland-like Earth Palace.

He was racing against time!

This was an incredibly vast world that seemed to have no end.

Boundless and barren...

Giant stone pillars, over sixty meters tall and so thick it would take more than a dozen people to encircle one, stood one after another, supporting this space in a feat of massive engineering.

Each pillar was embedded with Crystal Stones that emitted a dim light, making the area even more eerie and unpredictable.

A sinister wind rose, a miserable fog spread, and the endless Qi of Death made those within feel a pressure as heavy as a mountain, even their breathing growing labored.

The stench of blood in the air grew stronger. On the distant horizon, ten thousand souls wailed in sorrow, their ghostly cries echoing like howling wolves.

A hair-raising sense of crisis filled the entire space.

This massive Earth Palace was filled with layered Demon Shadows and mournful ghostly cries, just like the legendary Senluo Hell.

Carrying the Immortal Celestial Saber, Shen Lang was sprinting desperately toward the Twin Towers Hall at the center of the second level.

And right there, at the center of the Earth Palace, outside the Twin Towers Hall, the sounds of battle shook the heavens.

People from the various influences, under the command of four Xuanwu Realm powerhouses, were locked in a chaotic battle with a horde of Ghosts and Zombies!

The bloody stench in the air of this second level was emanating from here.

Outside the Twin Towers Hall, ghostly energy ran rampant while divine light shot toward the sky.

The four Xuanwu Realm powerhouses were positioned at the four cardinal directions: east, south, west, and north.

Three of them were at the forefront, locked in a world-shaking, unending battle with three Fifth Level Hair Zombies.

But the last one, wielding a Demon Saber as red as blood, stood before the three Fifth Level Hair Zombies and actually managed to suppress them all by himself!

This man was none other than the former leader of the Jifeng Mercenary Corps, Tian Mou, who had once cleaved through a horde of Demon Beasts with a single slash to rescue Ling Shaoyi and the others!

Tian Mou had a cold and aloof personality. He was a loner who practiced the "Heartless Divine Scripture", and his Sword Skill was domineering and unmatched.

And the Blood Saber in his hand was an unparalleled Divine Weapon, a First Grade Emperor Artifact... the "Bloodthirsty Demon Saber"!

It was because of his presence, because he had already slain two Fifth Level Hair Zombies and was now suppressing the remaining three, that the situation here had not deteriorated to the worst possible state!

At this moment, Tian Mou’s clothes were tattered, and his long hair whipped about. The Bloodthirsty Demon Saber in his hand erupted with a surging, violent bloody light, giving him the appearance of a god or a demon!

He brought two fingers together like a sword and lightly slid them across the blade of the Bloodthirsty Demon Saber. His eyes were filled with an indescribable fanaticism as he roared, "Bloodthirsty Demon Saber, this time we will live up to your name and fight a bloody battle to the end!"

Some distance away from them, several hundred people from the various influences were engaged in a chaotic fight with Zombies and Ghosts.

When the crowd heard Tian Mou’s roar, they nearly fainted from anger.

’This is a life-or-death moment! Can’t you think about everyone else for a second and carve us a bloody path out of here?’

’Even if you’re a Martial Fool, you should be out there competing with living people! What’s the point of coming here to have a bloody battle with Zombies?!’

’We’re all about to break! If we don’t find a way out soon, we’re all going to die!’

’How can you be so excited, as if you’ve just seen a naked woman?’

However, Tian Mou’s Cultivation was far superior to anyone else’s here. Without him, they would have long since become Ghost Souls, forever fallen into Hell. So for now, they could only bury these thoughts in their hearts.

Not only did they bury these thoughts, but they also had to pray desperately...

Pray that Tian Mou could slay those three Fifth Level Hair Zombies.

Otherwise, this Hidden Moon Tomb would become their final resting place...