The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor's Corpse-Chapter 43 - Saint’s Tomb!

He looked very anxious!

After all, the treasures in the Saint’s Tomb were incredibly precious!

“No rush, let them act as the mantis that stalks the cicada; we’ll be the oriole,” Yang Yan said, not in any hurry.

What kind of existence is a Saint!

The tomb of such an existence surely contained great dangers and terrors.

Since someone had opened it, let others act as the vanguard.

Let them reveal the secrets and crises within.

He would then go in and take the treasures at ease.

As for those who went in first!

He could easily suppress them, and the treasures would still be his, escape was impossible!

“Yes, the Master is extremely right!” Qing Feng hurriedly said.

Qing Yun bowed his head.

“The Master is wise!”

He thought it through as well.

“Mm, Leng Bi Yue!” Yang Yan said.

“Master, I am here.”

“Prepare another palanquin as a second-level resting place,” Yang Yan said.

“Yes!”

A palanquin was set at the top, and inside lay Yang Yan.

From the highest point, he could see far.

Accompanying him were Leng Bi Yue, Xue Ni Chang, Shadow Assassin Shui Zhonglan, Jing Yin, and Jingxin.

Also, Little Flower played music and sang to entertain him.

Beside them was a Unicorn Pegasus, occasionally gathering light on its head.

With its purest light, it cleaned the entire palanquin.

This kind of power could instantly vaporize all dust, not to mention things like fruit peels.

Once touched by the light, the fruit peels didn’t even leave a trace of scent.

Thus, the entire palanquin was extremely clean.

The Second Level!

This was the resting level, used for palanquin bearers to rest.

Currently, Yang Yan had many servants carrying the palanquin: Li Wan Hua, Zhan Tianyi, Zhan Wuchang, Divine people of the Divine Race, Gu, and Ling Hu Chongtian, Qing Feng, Qing Yun.

Finally, there was the newly joined Demon Path demoness, Chu Mei’er.

That made eight!

Generally, four people were enough to carry a palanquin, two could do it as well.

Because they were Cultivators, their cultivation reached the Daoist Palace level.

With their strength, they could easily lift two palanquins.

Since two could manage, and the rest were servants.

If they didn’t work, yet others had to carry the palanquin, wouldn’t that be unfair?

So Yang Yan thought of the second-level palanquin as a resting space.

Several people took turns carrying the palanquin!

This allowed them to maintain equality without losing fairness.

Simply perfect!

“The Master is truly a great person, not only distributing treasures to us but also considering our well-being!” Ling Hu Chongtian thought while lying inside the palanquin.

He felt grateful in his heart!

But…

His gaze turned to Li Wan Hua!

The other person was always following outside the palanquin, seemingly becoming the steward.

He didn’t like what he saw.

“He’s just sucking up!” Ling Hu Chongtian didn’t get along with Li Wan Hua at all.

And so it was!

A double-layered palanquin moved through the forest.

Along the way, they saw many demon beasts and Exotic Beasts kneeling on the ground.

They bowed their heads, kowtowing to the ground.

As if they were seeing a Divine being, worshipping the place of the Saint’s Tomb.

“Master, this area is too sinister,

these demon beasts and Exotic Beasts are almost becoming Saint Disciples!” Leng Bi Yue said.

She was startled!

Because that Saint, who knows how long they had been dead.

Yet with the Saint Daoism, they still preached here, making these demon beasts, Exotic Beasts become loyal disciples of his Great Dao cultivation.

Such methods were truly Divine.

“Indeed, too strange.

A Saint should disappear with death.

To still preach through Saint Daoism, there must be extraordinary reasons.

Sir, we must be extremely cautious as we proceed,” Xue Ni Chang whispered while fanning the wind with a lotus leaf.

Yang Yan nodded slightly, his eyes closed, listening to the singing.

Shortly after, Li Wan Hua stood by the palanquin, gazing into the distance.

“Master, we have arrived!” he shouted.

The entrance to the Saint’s Tomb lay in a mountain area.

At this moment, Yang Yan opened his eyes, not needing to gaze afar.

Being several meters high, he opened his eyes to see the scene at the entrance of the Saint’s Tomb.

In that piece of mountains and rivers, a massive vortex cavern formed.

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Dao Rhythm emanated from the cavern!

The Dao Rhythm wafted, blossoming in the air into splendid flowers.

And then they slowly disappeared, quite miraculous.

“Little Flower, stop for now,” Yang Yan said.

Little Flower’s singing stopped, and she blinked her big eyes.

The illusion of flowers inside the palanquin slowly disappeared as well.

Yang Yan listened intently, hearing the Dao Rhythm coming from the Saint Tomb.

His mind trembled instantly, witnessing an incredibly bizarre scene.

A sword light slashed down, and Yang Yan came back to his senses.

“Don’t listen to the Dao Rhythm, or it will harm you.” He reminded them.

His voice, like a Daoist Sword, made Leng Bi Yue, Xue Ni Chang, and others snap back to reality immediately.

Leng Bi Yue and Xue Ni Chang nodded right away.

Jing Yin, Jingxin, and the others also nodded, their faces pale.

If it weren’t for Yang Yan, they might have been affected!

Those on the lower level, like Ling Hu Chongtian, heard Yang Yan’s warning.

Everyone became very serious, rejecting the Dao Rhythm.

“If you can’t resist the Dao Rhythm, you can close one of the Six Senses and follow my hand gestures,” Yang Yan continued.

Even he could feel something was off when he heard the Dao Rhythm, and others might not be unaffected by avoiding listening to it.

“Yes!”

Qing Feng and Qing Yun acted immediately.

Among the group, their cultivation was relatively shallow.

Moreover, they recently lost an arm, their bodies were quite weak.

If they didn’t close one of the Six Senses and avoid listening to the Dao Rhythm,

they feared it might heavily injure them.

“Master, look over there!” At this moment, Leng Bi Yue pointed ahead.

A monk was walking in the forest, free and at ease.

He was enveloped in light, a Divine halo shining behind his head.

The light was calming, making hearts settle and was quite miraculous!

“Amitabha!”

Their attention caused the figure to turn around.

His gaze landed on them, and in an instant,

they felt as if they were seeing Buddha, Bodhisattva, Buddha.

Each of them felt calm and composed.

“Sir, that’s the Saint Heir of the Buddhist Sect, Kong Xuan!” Xue Ni Chang recognized the person.

Kong Xuan!

Ranked just below the Little Sword God on the Human List.

His power was unfathomable.

His junior, Kong Xu.

Yang Yan had people kill him some time ago.

“So it’s him!” Yang Yan said peacefully, without any trouble.

In the distance, Kong Xuan’s expression was solemn.

“Such profound Evil Qi, such deep karma!” He said with a firm voice.

His eyes differed from others’,

seeing the deep essence!

“These people need to purify their hearts!

Especially that one!”

He was looking at Yang Yan!

“I’ve never seen such heavy Evil Qi on a person.

Once I resolve the matters of this Saint’s Tomb,

I will offer him salvation, persuade him to join our Buddhist Sect!” Kong Xuan thought.

His figure gradually vanished, walking into the mountains.

“Master, I think his gaze seemed odd,” Leng Bi Yue said.

“No worries.”

Qing Feng and Qing Yun carried the palanquin into the mountain cavern.

As soon as they entered, they saw two figures.

They were two geniuses, Saint Heir-level existences.

“What is this…” The two Saint Heirs looked up at the two-layer palanquin, utterly astonished.