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As the vibrations from Dayue Emperor's Mausoleum intensified, people's emotions rose to a boiling point.

In the dimly lit area, various inns and pubs were crowded with people of all kinds, and their eyes were intertwined with expectations and greed.

The moonlight sprinkled on the quaint bluestone road, reflecting the shadows of people, some bright and some dark, and the whispering voices in the streets and alleys merged into a low symphony.

A lone ranger in black leaned against the window, tapping his fingers on the wooden tabletop. His eyes were half-closed, and he was determined: "Tonight is the right time to act."

In the market square in the center of the town, a bearded man rolled up his sleeves and said to a group of his subordinates: "Brothers, this is a good opportunity for us to turn things around! If we can get the treasures in the imperial mausoleum, we can walk sideways in this area in the future."

The crowd responded loudly, swords were unsheathed, and the sound of armor colliding was clanging.

On the other side, on the second floor of a teahouse, a woman in plain clothes sat in the middle, holding a hot tea cup with her slender fingers, and the tea leaves rolled up and down in the hot water, just like the unpredictable situation at the moment.

She raised her lips slightly, her voice clear and calm: "No matter who can come out of the imperial mausoleum, I will let him know that it is not only strength that can make him king in this world."

The town under the night sky is like a long-dormant beast, and heroes from all walks of life are ready to fight.

Some people are thinking about how to fish in the chaos, while others are planning to attack accurately and wait for the opportunity.

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Everyone wants to be the oriole, but they don't realize that they have already become the mantis.

Greed has blinded their eyes.

Boom!

The majestic Dayue Mountains seemed to come alive at this moment, every inch of land was humming, and every ancient tree was trembling.

Above the sky, dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and howling winds tore the originally peaceful night sky.

The heavy stone door slowly closed under the combined efforts of countless sorcerers. Every movement was accompanied by the vibration of the ground, like the heartbeat of a sleeping dragon, shocking the creatures within a hundred miles.

Above the imperial mausoleum, a huge vortex of black clouds suddenly condensed, like a pair of invisible hands in the dark.

In an instant, a dazzling golden light burst out from the black cloud, like the eyes of a god across the sky, directly hitting the center of the imperial mausoleum, and then turned into thousands of tiny stars and scattered on the earth, wrapping the entire imperial mausoleum inside, forming a dazzling and strict barrier.

At the same time, a majestic wave of air gushed out from the interior of the imperial mausoleum, causing layers of soil and rocks to splash.

Mysterious runes emerged on the endless ridges. These runes intertwined and flowed in the air, and finally merged into the mountain where the imperial mausoleum was located and disappeared.

With a bolt from the blue, the Great Yue Imperial Mausoleum was completely closed.

Ling Tian, ​​Xuanyuan Jinghong and the girl were also excluded from the Great Yue Imperial Mausoleum.

The atmosphere of the whole town exploded immediately.

Countless figures approached from all directions like ghosts. These people were dressed in different robes and held magic weapons in their hands. They were obviously here for the supreme inheritance in the imperial mausoleum.

The old man with white hair and beard in the lead shouted sternly: "Two young men, you just came out of the imperial mausoleum, and you must have got the treasure inside. If you know what's good for you, hand it over quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless!"

One of the monks had a sneer on his face, waving the magic weapon in his hand at the three people, and shouted loudly: "Haha! If you know what's good for you, shout it out quickly!"

His words aroused a burst of laughter, like a group of hungry wolves looking at the prey in front of them.

Ling Tian had a calm face and a sharp gaze swept over the crowd.

Xuanyuan Jinghong beside him opened her red lips slightly, revealing a noble and resolute aura in her words: "I am Xuanyuan Jinghong, the young princess of the Corona Dynasty. I hope you will give me some face."

Hearing this, the monks gathered around were slightly stunned and exchanged glances with each other, as if they were a little unprepared for this sudden identity statement.

The Corona Dynasty is a superpower in Zhongzhou. If you provoke them, you can imagine the fate!

At this time, a monk with a pointed face and monkey cheeks in the crowd stood up with a sneer, questioning in a yin and yang tone: "You said you are the princess of the Corona Dynasty? There is no evidence, who knows if it is fake."

Before she finished speaking, some monks around her also followed suit, and it seemed that they did not intend to easily believe this woman who claimed to be a princess.

Just as Xuanyuan Jinghong was about to show the token to prove his identity, the monk with a pointed face could no longer suppress his greed, and he spat and shouted: "Everyone be careful, she's going to attack!"

Before he finished speaking, he took the lead in attacking, and the magic weapon in his hand burst into dazzling light, shooting towards Xuanyuan Jinghong.

The already tense atmosphere instantly dropped to zero, and the monks took out their weapons and circulated their spiritual power.

Seeing this, Ling Tian did not hesitate to stand in front of Xuanyuan Jinghong.

He shook his wrist, and the cold and sharp Zhutian Sword was instantly unsheathed, and the tip of the sword lightly touched the incoming light.

With a "clang" sound, sparks flew, and Ling Tian rebounded with the force, and the sword blade drew a graceful arc in the air, defusing the attack.

This lightning-fast action made the surrounding monks dumbfounded. Those who were ready to move were also stunned and stopped their steps.

However, the brief surprise did not prevent the outbreak of the melee.

Faced with the swarming enemies, Ling Tian did not retreat, but thrust his sword forward, and his figure shuttled between the swords and shadows like a dragon and snake.

The sword technique was smooth and flowing, which not only protected Xuanyuan Jinghong behind him, but also could counterattack the opponent at any time.

"Hmph, you want to play the hero and save the beauty at such a young age, let me teach you a lesson!"

The strong man with a full beard stepped forward, holding a heavy hammer in both hands, and smashed it towards Ling Tian.

Ling Tian turned the sword and blocked the heavy hammer in an instant. Under the collision of the two powerful forces, the ground trembled, and dust flew.

The strong man's face changed. He didn't expect that Ling Tian, ​​who had hastily counterattacked, could still burst out with such power, and was forced to retract his heavy hammer for defense.

Ling Tian slashed out with a sword again, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, forcing the besieging monks to retreat.

However, just as he was trying to stabilize his position, a rapid sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from a distance, and then several meteor-like light shadows rushed over and landed near Ling Tian and Xuanyuan Jinghong. They were several masters wearing the costumes of the Corona Dynasty, led by an old man with extraordinary temperament.

The old man's eyes were sharp, and he swept around and said in a deep voice: "You are so brave that you dare to besiege the young princess of my Corona Dynasty! Why don't you retreat quickly!"

As he spoke, the powerful momentum rushed over like a tide, shocking those monks who were still hesitating whether to continue the attack.

At this moment, the originally boiling town seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water and gradually quieted down.

But Ling Tian still held the Zhutian Sword, with no intention of taking it back...