Chapter 1176 – The Ninedragon Emperor
In the sky above and earth below, the fiery storm raged on.
"Brother! Brother! My brother!" As soon as Tianming sent the little eggs back to his lifebound space, Yu Ziqian came rolling and tumbling toward him, his face excited and purple hair fluttering in the wind. He slid all the way down, leaving two deep lines behind him.
"What’s wrong with you? Have you gone mad?" Tianming mocked.
"Brother, look up! Look at the Skyward Stele! It’s been a month and something big has happened. The Voidsky Skirmish has definitely entered the next stage!" Yu Ziqian was excited and nervous. He was still incapacitated and had to rely on Tianming for everything. But after pondering it for a time, he realized that even if he didn’t make the top ten on the imperial star ranking, he would still have someone backing him up. Perhaps Tianming’s position in the Azuresoul Palace might surpass Jiang Qingliu if he managed to bolster the sect’s ranking so they overshadowed the Supracloud Sanctuary. He would be fine as long as Tianming spoke up for him.
Tianming looked up in astonishment. On the Skyward Stele, ten thousand names gleamed in gold; there was nothing out of the ordinary. As he took a closer look, Tianming discovered that a red dot had appeared behind several hundred names. Upon scrutiny, the red dots seemed to form a dragon head.
"What is it?" He focused on the names with the red dots using his Plundering Eye. For example, there was a red dot after the name "Lan Feilin." The names with red dots were basically concentrated in the upper half of the imperial star ranking.
At that moment, the red dots flashed, combining into a bright, red light which pierced through the fiery storm and shone on a certain location. The clouds parted and light reappeared. Under the brilliance of the red light, an enormous underground palace emerged from below as loud dragon roars shook the heavens and earth. The violent earthquake reached Tianming’s feet as a huge crack in the ground expanded toward him. Tianming rose into the air just as the ground beneath him split wide open, revealing an endless abyss. Countless magma columns sprang up from below.
The underground palace was so enormous it was impossible to gauge its height. What the red light illuminated was merely the tip of the iceberg. Tianming caught sight of a massive dragon sculpture. Mighty and majestic, it was the very picture of the coming of the celestial emperor.
"What’s that?" Tianming exclaimed.
"The Nine… Nine…" Yu Ziqian trembled, struggling to speak.
"Nine what? Calm down, buddy." Tianming slapped him on the back of his head.
"Brother, that’s the Imperial Ninedragon Tomb!" Yu Ziqian strained to speak the words.
Tianming looked strange.
"Are you in shock?" asked Yu Ziqian.
"No? What’s the Imperial Ninedragon Tomb?" Tianming was calm. Wasn’t this the Voidsky Skirmish? Then what on earth was the Imperial Ninedragon Tomb?
"It’s an Orderian legend!"
Yu Ziqian looked at Tianming strangely. How could he not know this?
"We’ve been cultivating in the mountains over the past two decades. My master forbade us from meeting other people. The reason we left was to see what’s out there," Tianming replied.
"You’re a weird one," Yu Ziqian said speechlessly.
"Cut the crap. Tell me, what’s so special about this underground palace?" Tianming asked.