In the following time, the meeting focused on how to attack the Soul Clan, as well as the distribution of troops during the attack.
Xiao Ming did not discuss these matters much. Whenever someone mentioned Heavenly Court, he just smiled and nodded.
At the critical moment of life and death, Gu Yuan and others did not have any bad intentions because of Xiao Ming's talkative appearance.
In fact, there are no bad intentions to play, because the plan is very simple, just find a time, take advantage of the soul clan's unpreparedness, gather all the strength to attack the soul world.
Although this will inevitably lead to heavy losses, it is concise and clear enough and reduces a lot of nonsense.
In fact, at this stage, even if the three tribes want to use any strategy, it will be difficult to work.
It's useless against a strong person like Soul Emperor, and it's not worth wasting so much time on others.
The real collision of strength is the reality.
In this way, the meeting came to an end, and Gu Yuan began to summarize.
"Now, according to the plan, please quickly recruit people. In half a month, the army will unite and must destroy the Soul Clan!"
"Okay!" The crowd was excited.
After staying a little quieter, Xiao Ming slowly stood up, cupped his hands towards Gu Yuan, and said.
"Chief of the ancient clan, I heard that my ancestor Xiao Xuan of the Xiao clan is buried in the heavenly tomb. Now that we have finished discussing the attack on the Soul clan, I wonder if I can go and pay my respects."
As soon as the word Xiao Xuan was spoken, the palms of Yan Jin, Lei Ying and others in the hall trembled. That name, even after thousands of years, still made them remember it deeply. That person was In so many years, he was the only one who almost forced the Soul Emperor to death!
"this……"
In the main seat, Gu Yuan was obviously hesitant after hearing this request.
"The Xiao clan is one of the eight ancient clans, so you are naturally qualified to enter the Heavenly Tomb. However, the Heavenly Tomb opens only once every twenty years. Counting the time, there are still more than two years before the natural opening."
As he said that, Gu Yuan seemed to feel that it was a bit bad to reject Xiao Ming just after talking about how to attack the Soul Clan together. After pondering for a moment, he sighed.
"That's all, I will forcefully tear open the cracks in the sky tomb and let you enter, but you must remember not to stay in the sky tomb for too long, otherwise it will cause rejection from the sky tomb."
"I'm sorry to trouble you, the ancient patriarch."
Xiao Ming nodded, saying there was no problem, and he didn't plan to stay in the Sky Tomb for long.
"This is your first time entering it. Do you need someone to accompany you?" Gu Yuan asked, but his head tilted towards Gu Xun'er.
Xiao Ming smiled and shook his head. With his current strength, no matter what, even if he went the wrong way, no one in the tomb could hurt him that day. He was so unscrupulous that he would not need anyone to accompany him.
Seeing Xiao Ming's insistence, Gu Yuan said no more. Facing Yan Jin, Lei Ying nodded and waved his hand.
Xiao Ming and his figure disappeared into the hall.
…
Deep in the mountains of the ancient tribe, two figures were suspended in the air. Their eyes were looking at the space above the mountains. Their eyes seemed to see through the space the figure that once dominated the Zhongzhou.
The energy between heaven and earth suddenly roared, and there was a faint sound of rushing waves. Then, the void space suddenly fluctuated violently, and a dark crack was slowly torn open by force. In the cracks, there is an unusually ancient and wild smell permeating the air.
Gu Yuan's expression was a little complicated. He glanced at Xiao Ming, who had achieved extraordinary results at a young age. He remembered that Xiao Xuan was also so high-spirited back then, but it's a pity...
Sighing in his heart, Gu Yuan said:
"This is the place where the Heavenly Tomb is located. Back then, I snatched Xiao Xuan's body from the Soul Clan and personally sent it into it. In fact, his soul has not completely faded."
"However, Xiao Xuan in the Sky Tomb is, in a sense, just a remnant soul. Because of the peculiarity of the Sky Tomb, it has just taken shape and possesses extremely powerful power. If it can be resurrected... forget it. , I’m afraid this is not very possible.”
Gu Yuan shook his head. If Xiao Xuan could really be resurrected, dealing with the Soul Clan would not be so difficult.
"Resurrection..." Xiao Ming looked at that space, and he thought of the only imperial-grade elixir in his hand.
Resurrection is not impossible, but Emperor Grade elixirs are not that easy to refine.
There is no need to talk to Gu Yuan about this.
Seeing Xiao Ming's silence, Gu Yuan said no more. With a wave of his hand, the energy between heaven and earth suddenly roared, and there was a faint sound of rushing waves. Then, the void space suddenly fluctuated violently. Standing up, a dark crack was slowly torn open by force. In that crack, there was an unusually ancient and wild smell permeating the air.
"Xiao Ming, go and come back quickly!"
Looking at the cracks in the space being torn apart, Gu Yuan also shouted in a deep voice.
"Yes." Xiao Ming nodded, without too much delay. With a movement of his body, he turned into a stream of light, threw it straight into the crack, and disappeared.
Seeing Xiao Ming disappearing into the crack in space, Gu Yuan wiped his palm across the void, and the crack slowly dissipated.
…
In the Sky Tomb, a mist envelopes this space. Loneliness and silence seem to be the only main themes of this world.
The misty space suddenly twisted, and a figure appeared in the air. He glanced at the surrounding environment, and then the vast soul power spread directly. Then with a step, it turned into a ray of light and quickly faced it. The deepest part of the sky tomb was swept away.
The Heavenly Tomb Gangfeng, which was quite dangerous for the juniors of the Eight Tribes, did not stop him at all.
Xiao Ming's arrogant behavior naturally attracted the attention of many energy bodies in the sky tomb.
Before they could take action, Xiao Ming disappeared in front of them at an extremely fast speed, making them scream in anger.
However, this is only true for those energy bodies on the first and second levels that have little intellectual preservation.
If an energy body with relatively complete spiritual preservation met Xiao Ming, he would want to bury himself in the soil, for fear that he would be targeted by the terrifying existence that suddenly appeared in front of him.
It's just that the more some unlucky people are afraid of something, the more they will face.
The Blood Knife Saint is such an unlucky guy.
In a rocky area deep in the sky tomb, a figure in blood-colored armor lay on the ground with a disgraceful face. Beside him, a bloody knife with a strong smell of blood was broken into two pieces.
And around it lies a circle of nine-star energy bodies.
Seeing the miserable situation of himself and his men, the Blood Knife Saint understood. He quickly stood up and ran to Xiao Ming, who slapped them down, and said diligently:
"You must have something you need Xiao Dao to help you with, right? Don't worry, Xiao Dao will take care of all these things, okay?"
Xiao Ming looked at the blood knife saint who was proficient in the way of survival and smiled.
"You don't need to worry, I won't eat you."
When the Blood Knife Saint heard this, he laughed dryly, thinking that your performance of just beating us down without saying a word was not very convincing.
Of course, on the surface, the Blood Knife Saint smiled even more enthusiastically.
"I am here to pay homage to our ancestor Xiao Xuan. You should know where his tombstone is. Lead me there."
"Are you from the Xiao clan? Aren't all the people from the Xiao clan dead..."
The Blood Knife Saint was a little shocked when he heard the words, and couldn't help but murmured. As he spoke, his eyes involuntarily scanned the depths of the tomb, and a deep look of fear flashed across his eyes.
"Huh?" Xiao Ming raised his eyebrows.
"Ahem, sir, I am telling you this, I will take you there."
The Blood Knife Ancestor came to his senses and realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly laughed with him.
I felt extremely regretful that I was so quick to talk. I thought that even a strong man didn't need to lower his status to lie to him. What if others were dissatisfied with his nonsense and took action against him.
What reassured the Blood Knife Saint was that Xiao Ming did not hold him accountable.
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and lead the way!"
"Oh, okay, sir, you are Mr. Xiao Xuan's descendant. It will save you a lot of trouble later."
The Blood Knife Saint laughed in apology, then quickly floated his body and swept towards the depths. Behind him, Xiao Ming also quickly followed.
In the depths of the Sky Tomb, there are many powerful energy bodies, and some of them are even capable of rivaling those of the Fighting Saints. These existences were also sensed when Xiao Ming stepped into the depths, but when they tried to surround them When he went up to share the flesh and blood, he was so frightened by the blood-sword saint's light words that he quickly ran away.
"He is Lord Xiao Xuan's descendant..."
The light words made those energy bodies equivalent to the overlord level in the Sky Tomb pale in horror. One by one, they turned around and ran faster than anything else. As old monsters who had lived in the Sky Tomb for a long time, they all understood very well who He is the master of this tomb.
Xiao Ming felt it was a pity. The essence core of Dou Sheng's energy body was also a rare treasure. If it was delivered to him, he wouldn't mind accepting it. If he ran away now, there was no need to chase him.
Under the guidance of the Blood Knife Saint, Xiao Ming walked almost unimpeded to the deepest part of the Sky Tomb, and on that desolate plain, he also saw an ancient tombstone...
"Sir, I will take my leave now."
When he was still a thousand feet away from the tombstone, the Blood Knife Saint did not dare to step forward. He said something to Xiao Ming, and then he bent over and slowly backed away. His face was filled with extremely strong emotions from beginning to end. A look of awe.
This is not because of Xiao Ming, but because of the tombstone.
Xiao Ming looked at the tombstone in the distance and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. This ancestor of the Xiao clan was indeed an outstanding figure. Not only was he an all-powerful figure during his lifetime, but even now with only a remnant of his soul left, he could still be called a ghost hero.
"Okay, please step back."
