Chapter 402: Soul of the Heavenly Tomb

"The Heavenly Tomb is only the last resting place of the ancient strong. What is the soul of the Heavenly Tomb?"

Not only Mang Tianchi, but also the strong men of the Yan Clan, the Soul Clan and other races showed puzzled eyes. Waiting for Ye Feng to answer their doubts.

"Is it just the residual soul inside?" Xiao Yixian said a possibility.

"No, the soul of the Heavenly Tomb I am talking about is not the residual soul inside, but the soul of the Heavenly Tomb." Ye Feng answered while stretching out his hand, and ten golden halos appeared under his feet. Behind him, there were ten beautiful halos. Between his eyebrows, the gray pattern of the God of Creation of the tree stump appeared.

"Source Qi?"

In the distance, Gu Yuan stayed where he was.

On Ye Feng's body, he actually felt the source Qi that might allow him to break through to the Dou Di realm.

"The soul of the Heavenly Tomb? The Heavenly Tomb also has a soul?" Xiao Yixian looked at Ye Feng in shock, with an incredible look on his face.

"Even the strange fire can breed spiritual intelligence, why can't the Heavenly Tomb breed spiritual intelligence? Speaking of which, it has also reached the Emperor Realm." Ye Feng asked the Little Medical Immortal.

"Emperor Realm... Soul..."

The elders of the major clans in the field were shocked.

In this world, as long as there is any slight relationship with the word "Emperor", it is enough to make it a synonym for powerful.

Whether it is the Dou Emperor or the Emperor Grade Pill, these are all supreme in the eyes of everyone. Similarly, the Emperor Realm Soul is also in this category.

Dou Emperor, Emperor Grade Pill, Emperor Realm Soul.

Among the three emperors, it is more likely that there has never been an Emperor Realm Soul.

On the continent today, there were only four people who reached this level before, Gu Yuan and the Soul Clan's Soul Emperor, Xiao Xuan who was trapped in the Heavenly Tomb, and the old Dragon Emperor trapped in the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Cave.

Ye Feng held the Chaos Sword, pointed the sword at the door of the Heavenly Tomb, and shouted: "Come out, evil beast."

After Ye Feng's voice fell, there was no change in the Heavenly Tomb in front. The door to the Heavenly Tomb was disappearing quickly.

"Heavenly Tomb Spirit, do you think you'll be fine if you don't come out?"

Ye Feng threw his martial soul Xuanyuan Sword into the sky.

The Xuanyuan Sword encountered a surge of energy, reaching hundreds of feet long and suspended above the Heavenly Tomb Gate.

Afterwards, Ye Feng waved his hand and sacrificed the Chaos Holy Cauldron.

He slapped the Chaos Holy Cauldron with his palm, and the Chaos Holy Cauldron grew a thousand times larger. Finally, Ye Feng flipped his hand and sacrificed the Seven-Colored Emperor Flame.

"Strange Fire!"

"What kind of strange fire is this? There is no such strange fire on the Strange Fire List?"

"My strange fire is actually trembling. What's going on? Is this the strange fire ranked first on the Strange Fire List?"

The appearance of the Seven-Colored Emperor Flame caused a commotion among the surrounding strong men.

Under Ye Feng's operation, in the gray void, invisible soul fluctuations quickly condensed. A moment later, the space squirmed, and a huge face about ten thousand feet long suddenly melted out of the void. Appeared in the sky. The giant face was full of indifference and surprise.

"What the hell is this? Is it the soul of the Heavenly Tomb? The Heavenly Tomb actually has intelligence?"

What people saw and heard at this time refreshed people's understanding of the Heavenly Tomb.

A ripple appeared in the space around Ye Feng.

"Patriarch!"

The people of the ancient tribe bowed to the man who walked out of the void.

"Is this the soul of the Heavenly Tomb?" Gu Yuan asked.

"A strange creature, a life form condensed by countless residual souls since the creation of the Heavenly Tomb. You can think of it as the guardian of the Heavenly Tomb. Or we can use the word jailer to describe it. It controls the space of the Heavenly Tomb and gives those energy bodies the desire to devour each other." Ye Feng explained in detail.

"It actually escaped my perception." Gu Yuan said.

"You are not a residual soul in the Heavenly Tomb. I can't sense its existence."

"What about you?"

"I..." Ye Feng was stunned.

Ye Feng was able to know the soul of the Heavenly Tomb, not only because he was a time traveler, but also because the throne he inherited was the throne of the God of Creation.

The God of Creation created the world. Everything has a strong affinity with him.

Although Ye Feng is not a remnant soul in the Heavenly Tomb, with his throne, he can still accurately sense the existence of the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb.

"How can I help you?" Gu Yuan asked.

"Don't let anyone disturb me." Ye Feng said.

"Don't worry, I'm here, no one will disturb you."

Gu Yuan gestured to the elders of the Ancient Clan. The elders of the Ancient Clan understood and persuaded people of all races to retreat 500 meters away from Ye Feng.

"Who are you?"

"You are not a remnant soul in the Heavenly Tomb, how can you sense my existence?"

"You and I have nothing to do with each other, why are you targeting me?"

The giant face rolled, and a pair of emotionless eyes stared at Ye Feng on the ground. The cold voice, like thunder, rumbled between heaven and earth.

"You are targeting me by stopping my people from entering the Heavenly Tomb." Ye Feng replied.

"Only sixteen people can enter the Heavenly Tomb at a time. This is the rule."

"There are no rules here. To be honest, your birth was a mistake. I think the Doudi strongman who created the Heavenly Tomb did not expect that a strange creature like you would be born here."

"You are talking nonsense. I was born in accordance with the master's will. I am the guardian of this space."

"Forget it, why should I waste my words with you." Ye Feng drove the chaotic Douqi in his body and continuously input it into the Emperor Flame. The sky in front was covered by a ball of colorful strange fire.

"Ah! If you burn me, everyone in the Heavenly Tomb will die because of you. Including those who have already entered the Heavenly Tomb."

"You think too highly of yourself."

Ye Feng smiled and swiped his finger. The Xuanyuan Sword hanging high in the sky cut through the space, and another space connected to that space could be seen.

The space that appeared in the void was the Heavenly Tomb.

In addition to the Heavenly Tomb, there was also an endless dark void.

Ye Feng controlled the Xuanyuan Sword, as if performing a surgical operation, and with the Emperor Realm Soul and the throne of the God of Creation, he accurately cut off the gray giant face.

"Ah!"

The giant face was distorted. It looked extremely hideous.

"If you want me to die, I will drag you to be buried with me even if I die."

The giant face surged, and a huge soul storm suddenly spurted out of the giant mouth. The storm spun wildly, like a sharp cone, fiercely shooting towards Ye Feng.

"You don't deserve it! The third martial soul, the Eye of Hell!"

Ten golden soul rings appeared again under Ye Feng's feet. His pupils turned red.

"Ashura Domain!"

Ye Feng opened and closed his eyes, and a red light spread around. Like the winter sun, it melted the storm from the giant face.

Gu Yuan was closest to Ye Feng, frowning slightly. He looked at Ye Feng with fear, "Such a strong soul pressure. What kind of soul skill is this? Why does it make me want to fight bloodthirstily? How many magical skills does this little guy have hidden?"