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Chapter 537: The Origin of the Heavenly Tomb! Ready to Enter!
Chapter 537: The Origin of the Heavenly Tomb! Ready to Enter!
In the darkness of the night, a brilliant light shone, illuminating the entire battlefield and command post. Countless eyes were drawn to this intersection, where the light seemed to converge.
There stood an Imperial-ranked ancient corpse with divine power. Behind it was an army of tens of thousands of ancient corpses, forming an impenetrable wall of defense.
These ancient corpses were like tanks on the battlefield, with sturdy bodies and immense strength. Although they were slow, they provided cover for the countless long-range energy-attacking ferocious beasts behind them.
Even on this main battlefield, breaking through such a defense would require tremendous effort and powerful forces.
However, this seemingly impenetrable defense crumbled before a single beam of light.
As everyone watched, the countless dark golden eyes beneath the night sky converged, forming a massive dark golden eye under the matrix of light.
This eye seemed like a giant cannon barrel.
A dazzling light burst forth from it, piercing through the ancient corpse with divine power.
This was the true power of annihilation.
The ancient corpse with divine power tried to block the light with its arms, but within seconds, its body began to disintegrate under the annihilating beam.
The dark golden eye, formed by the light, slowly swept across, and the annihilation ray that pierced through resembled the sweep of a high-intensity laser weapon.
With just a touch, all the connected ancient corpses were instantly annihilated.
There was no room for retaliation.
If one had to point out a weakness, it was that the rotation speed of the light beam was a bit slow, and it might not be able to keep up with extremely fast opponents.
Additionally, the energy consumption was immense.
The light flickered a few times and lasted for about thirty seconds before extinguishing.
However, no one in the command post felt disappointed.
In just thirty seconds, half of the ancient corpses and their army had been eliminated.
This was an incredible concept and an unbelievable casualty ratio.
As for speed, it was not a concern. The Eye of Annihilation was not meant to deal with fast-moving bonded beasts on the battlefield.
"Well done, Su Ping! You've created an incredible weapon for our Northern Border Legion!" Lord Leng nodded repeatedly.
Su Ping smiled but did not go to the front line. This time, the one leading the Heavenly Tomb Special Beast Tamer Corps in battle was his father, Su Anyong.
As Lord Leng spoke, Su Ping's thoughts drifted elsewhere.
He didn't bother to delve into the matter of the Eye of Annihilation.
Even if he had 20,000 universal experience points, he wouldn't waste them on that.
He would leave it to fate.
His mind was occupied with the Heavenly Tomb, which had been on his mind since obtaining the Heavenly Tomb Sword Seal. It was a matter that needed to be resolved.
Su Ping glanced out the window.
The sky was filled with snowflakes, turning the world white.
November had arrived, and while it was still late autumn in Jianghai Province, the North was already in the grip of a cold, harsh winter.
The chill in the air seemed to never cease.
The call in his mind still echoed, even though Su Ping had stored the Heavenly Tomb Seal in the Universal Spirit Codex.
Although he felt somewhat confident, the threat of a sword hanging over his head made Su Ping nervous.
Especially after thoroughly understanding the Green Demon Spring, through some research and comparing it with the information sent by the Holy Dragon Legend, his hypothesis seemed to be confirmed, becoming a likely reality.
In his life, Su Ping had faced life-and-death crises.
However, he knew that compared to the Heavenly Tomb, his previous experiences were not trivial but also not significantly more dangerous.
More importantly, the Green Demon Spring had fallen into a deep sleep during that time, depriving Su Ping of a significant advantage.
Su Ping's gaze went beyond the window, towards the distant sky, gradually covered in white.
However, amidst the white snow, there was a deep black shadow.
This darkness was a gloom that shrouded the entire Northern Border of the Dragon Nation.
This gloom might have existed since the Nine Provinces of the Dragon Nation came into being.
It had plagued the land for over a thousand years.
Countless Saint-level and even legendary beastmasters had failed to solve this problem, and now it would fall on Su Ping's shoulders.
Su Ping stood up slowly, exhaling a white breath, his eyes becoming incredibly determined.
Some things cannot be resolved through fear and avoidance.
Undoubtedly, this darkness must be purged with blood or cleansed with an iron fist.
Regardless of the outcome, this is the path he must take.
Just then,
"Speaking of which, I thought you'd go and join in the fun this time, kid!"
Hearing the Ghost Saint's words, Su Ping shrugged, too lazy to mock his father's behavior. Instead, he curiously asked, "Lord Leng, has the number of undead in the Wraith Tide shown no signs of decreasing since it began?"
In fact, this was quite unbelievable.
In the half-month he had been at the Northern Border Legion, Su Ping had only heard of five Ghost Tides on the scale of his first encounter.
At this scale, with millions, or even tens of millions, of Necrotic Beasts attacking in a single night, and this situation lasting for two months, the Northern Border Legion alone must have eliminated over a billion of them, right?
Although the Undead Cataclysm was known for its vast numbers, it still seemed absurdly exaggerated.
Lord Leng sighed, "This is the Tomb of Heaven, Su Ping. Although I'm sure you've heard this many times, I still want to emphasize that you must not treat the Tomb of Heaven as an ordinary secret realm, even with the level restrictions of a spatial secret realm.
But the dangers within are not limited to what a Dominion-ranked cultivator can handle! I don't know what will happen to you in there, but I hope you'll come out unscathed."
This time, Lord Leng didn't display any of the attitudes Su Ping had seen before. Instead, he was like a caring elder giving sincere advice and pleading with his junior.
Perhaps there was also a hint of helplessness and guilt in his words.
This danger was not something Su Ping should have faced.
At this moment, the two of them ignored the astonished legion commanders behind them.
Obviously, these commanders were not well-informed about the specifics of the Tomb of Heaven, and they had no idea that Su Ping would be entering such a perilous place with this identity.
At this moment, everyone's gaze towards the young man in front of them changed once again.
Su Ping, who was he? In today's terms, he was a genuine national treasure and the future of Dragon Nation with limitless potential!
Such a person was going to face the Tomb of Heaven?
If something were to go wrong, it would be an unimaginable loss. The higher-ups must be crazy. Everyone exchanged glances, speechless.
Su Ping's gaze remained calm, and then he smiled slightly, "Someone has to face it. Compared to Su Anyong, I'd rather go myself. At least I have some grasp and speculation. So, I say, don't let the members of the Tomb of Heaven Special Forces go. I genuinely have some confidence."
"Impossible! What grasp can you have? Only the Eagle Kingdom's Tomb of Heaven has been opened, and countless lives have been lost there. Su Ping, just from the outside, you can tell that no experience will work in the Tomb of Heaven! You..."
Before Lord Leng could finish, Su Ping interrupted with a sigh, "By the way, Lord Leng, as the nation's Saint-ranked Beastmaster specializing in Necrotic Beasts, how much do you know about them?"
Lord Leng was taken aback, unsure why Su Ping had suddenly changed the topic.
He thought for a moment and nodded, "It's not too bad. I was once a member of the Wolf Pack, and by chance, I bred and evolved a special evolution, the Ghost Wolf!
Since then, I've mainly focused on Necrotic Beasts. But if you're asking about understanding, of course, I know a lot. Do you have any questions?"
Ghost Wolf? Su Ping remembered this creature.
It was a rare and precious evolution of the Shadow Wolf, one of Mu Hang's most skilled Companion Beasts.
Su Ping paused for a moment before asking, "Do you know the origin legend of Necrotic Beasts?"
"Hmm?"
Lord Leng was surprised again.
He frowned slightly and thought, "I thought you'd ask about Necrotic Beast energy or a specific Companion Beast. To be honest, I don't know much about these stories, and I'm not really interested in them either. What's your take on this?"
Su Ping nodded, "After returning from Yunnan and Tibet recently, I verified something. Many things happened in the Heart of All Souls, and I've gathered a lot of information in this regard. I was particularly interested in the stories about Necrotic Beasts, and I found them quite fascinating. Shall I tell you about it?"
Then, without waiting for a response, he began, "Legend has it that in ancient times, death was the ultimate end, and the soul, consciousness, self, and wisdom would all dissipate with it. But as you know,
These things don't completely change over time, and the remnants of souls are no exception. In the most ancient times, these things wouldn't disappear just because other beings weren't aware of them.
On the contrary, it is precisely because of this that the rules are fully established.
So, after a long time, those scattered souls gradually coalesced and became the first undead being in this world..."
Lord Leng took a sip of his tea, finding this far-fetched story utterly uninteresting.
Not to mention, the story was not only far-fetched but also lacked originality. Although he didn't know much, the beastmaster stories meant for children under ten years old seemed to follow a similar pattern.
There was no mention of cultivation, evolution, or any build-up. It was as if the story had sprung directly from a rock crevice. Su Ping's storytelling was dry, and his words held little interest.
However, Su Ping's next words made Lord Leng's eyes widen slightly:
"This first undead being had no physical form; it was a massive gathering of souls and possessed an extremely important and powerful primordial rule power—immortality!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Lord Leng's pupils contracted, and he turned to look at Su Ping.
What was rule power? Lord Leng had some knowledge of it but not a complete understanding. Rule power was like a special kind of knowledge and the ability to apply that knowledge. For example, the so-called primordial rule of the undead mentioned by Su Ping—immortality.
The literal meaning of immortality was clear.
Undead beings were products of death, inherently representing immortality. But how could every undead achieve immortality? Even legendary beings would find it challenging to attain true immortality.
What did it mean for the undead being Su Ping spoke of to achieve this level of immortality?
"From some special records, I found ambiguous statements. Death itself is an irreversible rule, seemingly the highest level of rule power. The undead's immortality rule is derived from this, but it also needs to counteract a lower-level rule power of death.
So, to achieve true immortality with an undead body, one must pay a price. This price may be a long time and the accumulation of undead energy. According to my speculation, there may also be a division of the soul and body."
Su Ping was unaware of Lord Leng's astonished gaze and continued his conjecture:
"Based on this speculation, the undead being's body should be divided into four parts, placed in four different locations, forming a specific arrangement. It awaits the fulfillment of time or some chaotic conditions before it can resurrect from immortality, regaining its original form and power."
Su Ping spoke slowly, unconcerned with the significance of his words.
Lord Leng's eyes widened, and his once black-and-white irises now had a hint of redness.
Su Ping paid no heed and continued:
"This being not only controls the rule power but, as the first-born undead, it filled the void in the rules of the undead on Bluesphere during the rule's incomplete state. Unlike the Flame Lord and Water Lord, this being's realm is undoubtedly that of a mythical being, a legend.
Of course, this is just my speculation, and there are still many questions. For instance, the mastery of immortality rule power should not be limited to the undead rule. If other beings reach this level, they might also possess it, like the life rule or the wood rule of a mythical being..."
'Is this something we should be hearing?'
The legion commanders behind them were bewildered. They didn't know if Su Ping was telling the truth, but they understood the general meaning of his words.
Could the Tomb of Heaven be the tomb of a mythical undead being?
How was that possible? Could there truly be mythical beings in this world?
However, neither of the two men in the room paid attention to their thoughts.
Su Ping slowly stood up, glanced at the heavy snow outside the command post, and the satellite image of the command post overlooking the satellite, and stretched:
"Alright, I'll prepare and get some sleep early. I wanted to take these guys to the shooting range, but Su Anyong, that old man, took off with his team first."
Lord Leng watched as Su Ping stood up, his gaze fixed on the Tomb of Heaven in the darkness, which now felt like a mountain pressing down on his heart.
ami people, the young man yawned, turned around, and said before leaving:
"I've decided. In two days, I'll go and take a look at that damn place. Please inform Saint Dragon later and ask him to see me off."
Without waiting for the Ghost Saint to respond, the young man closed the door and disappeared into the night and snowstorm, leaving alone.
(End of Chapter)
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