Chapter 494: Ancient tomb restriction (1/2)

After running wildly for over an hour, Ye Chuan slowed down.

Looking at it, he had been running wildly for so long, but he had not even reached half way point of the mountain. This mountain shrouded with grey mist was very tall.

The higher one went to this mountain, the denser the mist, and now, Ye Chuan couldn’t even see one hundred meters away clearly.

Ye Chuan stopped and panted. He then spread his divine sense and listened carefully. Now, he didn’t hear the voice of Qing Tianhou and also didn’t sense the latter’s aura. This eased Ye Chuan a bit and he began to examine the things he could use for a battle.

At this moment, Old Demon of Mount Yin, Rain Demon and Plague Archfiend Abasi, these three powerful followers were not beside him. Moreover, Zhu Sijia, Little Long’er and others were also not here. Only Evil Eyed Cow Demons, Six-Winged Golden Cicada, puppet doll Hei Kui, human-faced snakes, super electric eel and others yao beasts residing inside the space of Cyan Lotus Lamp were with him at the moment. In the sea, the destructive power of Super Electric Eel was astonishing. It was the nemesis of all water attributed yao beasts. But, in the dry land, its combat power was greatly reduced. Fortunately, he still had Iron Blooded Banner, Dragon Slaying Flying Sword and other treasure, in addition, he had just made a breakthrough, increasing his fighting power.

Ye Chuan used a technique to summon all yao beasts and all treasures he had. He then carefully judged for a while, and leaving behind only Six-Winged Golden Cicada, puppet doll Hei Kui and 12 human-faced snakes, he put away numerous Evil Eyed Cow Demons, Super Electric Eel and other yao beasts. After that, he looked towards a pile of treasure and finally chose Dragon Slaying Flying Sword given to him by the cyan robed Seventh Elder.

In a chaotic battle, the power of Iron Blooded Banner was greatest without a doubt and it could completely show its violent power. But, in this dangerous and unfathomable tall mountain, blood-red Iron Blooded Banner was too conspicuous, and it was not easy to conceal like Dragon Slaying Flying Sword.

“Your Excellency, where is this?” The puppet doll Hei Kui looked all around and asked. He was clearly ill at ease, and although his face was still cute, his voice was hoarse. Since Ye Chuan went to sea, he had not come out. Although Cyan Lotus Space was quite good to recuperate and was also effective for cultivation, staying inside for a long time, he couldn’t help feeling stifling. Cyan Lotus Space could never provide such vast freedom of the outside world.

After coming out after such a long period of time, the old devil Hei Kui thought that he would freely roam around, but, immediately after coming out, he felt something was wrong and instinctively felt danger. As for Six-Winged Golden Cicada and 12 human-faced snakes, although they were unable to speak, their body was stretched taut, clearly were also nervous.

“The good news is that we have come to the racial Holy Land of an ancient race. Allegedly, there are origin energy and countless treasures here. But, it is upto luck and skill whether you obtain them or not.” Ye Chuan replied with a sincere smile, merely, this smile was somewhat bitter.

“A racial holy land? How could it be?”

Hei Kui exclaimed and found it hard to believe.

He had never explored ancient racial holy land, but as a former great devil, he had heard about them. In the long history of Wilderness World, there was no lack of legends related to ancient racial holy lands passed down from generation to generation.

And according to the legends, which ancient racial holy land wasn’t huge, majestic and full of vitality? How could it be so overcast and lifeless?

If Ye Chuan hadn’t said it, then Hei Kui would have believed that they were in ancient ominous domain, or even and ancient battlefield. Just taking a glance around, there were tombs everywhere, who would believe if someone says that this was ancient racial holy land?

“Have you heard about Sea Demon Clan? This place is the racial holy land of Sea Demon Clan called Lost City. It is a racial holy land abandoned millions of years ago.” Ye Chuan replied in a low voice. Now, he suddenly understood what the name Lost City implied a little. This holy land was abandoned and was laying waste for who knows how many years, naturally, it had already deformed beyond recognition. No wonder, Sea Demon Clan was unable to survive here.

“Then, what about the bad news?” Hei Kui asked.