Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

The moment they took half a step forward, their expressions immediately froze. They felt as though their entire body had turned cold from head to toe.    

He felt like he was about to die. He quickly retracted his foot and stepped back.    

The soul consciousness, however, carefully swept past them.    

However, they didn't find anything. Apart from a pool of blood, they didn't find anything else.    

"What kind of restriction is this?! The Sect Leader of the formation is a top Ranker of the Nine Tribulations!" "No matter how weak it is, it is impossible for it to be able to obliterate even a skeleton in the blink of an eye!"    

The Master of the seven great second-rate powers were incomparably shocked in their hearts.    

At this moment, Young Tang Haolong looked at the tomb in front of him, his eyes filled with fear.    

"What kind of tomb is this, why does it have such a terrifying restriction?" Tang Haolong thought.    

Just as he was thinking, two figures suddenly appeared in mid air, quickly approaching him, it was Feng Xinzi and Wu Muxue.    

"What's going on? Why are all of you still here?" When Feng Xinzi saw that everyone had yet to enter the cemetery, his expression suddenly darkened and he said coldly to Tang Haolong.    

Hearing that, Tang Haolong's entire body shook, he then realised that the other party was here, and his face suddenly changed.    

He anxiously bowed to Feng Xinzi and said: "Young Master Feng, you're here!"    

"What's going on? Why haven't your people entered yet?" Feng Xinzi looked at the opened tombstone, frowned, and asked him another question.    

"Young Master Feng, we can't enter ah! The tombstone has an extremely powerful restriction, and just a moment ago, Sect Leader Zhen Tianchi entered and turned into a blood fog, and now, there is nothing left of him! " A bitter smile flashed across Tang Haolong's face.    

He actually wanted to use the eight second-rate powers, the Master, to scout out the way, but he wasn't stupid!    

With one dead, the others definitely wouldn't be fooled. After all, they weren't idiots.    

"What's going on?" After hearing his words, Feng Xinzi frowned, and immediately asked him.    

Tang Haolong quickly told him everything that had happened, and after Feng Xinzi finished listening, he squinted his eyes.    

Wu Muxue, who was standing beside him, stared at the cemetery, her eyes flickering with light.    

"Primordial God's tomb, this is the tomb that the Guardian God Palace has always coveted. It is said that there is a peerless treasure inside that can break through this realm and ascend into the God Realm!"    

she thought to herself.    

Obviously, Wu Muxue knew a certain secret, and with how close she had been with Feng Xinzi all these years, she had stolen a lot of information.    

Feng Xinzi slowly walked forward, raised his hand and slapped at the Bone Marks, causing the tombstone to slowly close.    

That inscription once again appeared before everyone's eyes.    

Feng Xinzi stared at the words, his pupils contracting.    

"This is an inscription!" He was speechless, and his expression changed drastically.    

"Inscription?" "What is an inscription?" Everyone was puzzled.    

But when Feng Xinzi heard them, he only looked at them once, and did not help them answer.    

Wu Muxue, hearing this, frowned for a moment. She immediately walked up and asked him: "Feng Xinzi, what is an inscription?"    

With this said, everyone listened attentively.    

The two people in front of him were well-known to the remaining seven second-rate power Master. They were the two famous heaven's pride level experts.    

"Mu Xue, the inscription is the language of the upper realms. It is not the language of our world. Without reference to ancient texts, it is impossible for one to recognize these characters!" Feng Xinzi immediately answered his question, causing everyone to be able to sense his position in Feng Xinzi's heart.