Super Combat Soldier

Chapter 802: Chapter 801 [The Crack in Martial Saint Tomb Opens]

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The feud between Hu Gao and the Golden Elder was unexpected, but not particularly surprising. In the Ancient Martial World, the Martial Arts Great World is truly survival of the fittest. Killing for profit is common, and even without any grudge, people can be killed or be killed at any time. This is the true cruel world.

In the end, Ye Tianchen persuaded Hu Gao to suppress his impulse to eliminate the Golden Elder temporarily and not to fight to the death with this old monster. Firstly, because the Golden Elder’s cultivation is profound and his combat power strong, it would be impossible to kill him easily. Secondly, the Martial Saint Tomb is about to open, the seal at the center of Fire Head Hill is trembling, about to crack open. This is an opportunity not to be missed, lest the other five people get the upper hand.

Ye Tianchen had already estimated in his mind that the Wuji Taoist, the man in silver armor, the man carrying a blade, the bald monk, and the Golden Elder all have cultivation strengths in the Mid Martial Venerate stage. Not only is their cultivation similar, but their combat powers are remarkably close. Some of them are older with longer lifespans, which guarantees they have good battle experience, making it not easy to eliminate any of them. Having managed to reach here and secured a place to enter the Martial Saint Tomb, it is necessary to go inside and take a look. There’s no way to just watch the other five take away the inheritance from the tomb. As for killing the Golden Elder, indeed, it needs careful planning.

”Since everyone has no objections, let’s combine our strength to open this Martial Saint Tomb. Once inside, whether for the treasures or spell inheritance, it’s up to each to rely on their abilities!” The man in silver armor said loudly.

”Alright!”

Fire Head Hill continued to tremble. The seal formation over the entire hill was loosening bit by bit, yet it never cracked open a slit, demonstrating the formidable nature of this formation. The stronger the sealing formation of Fire Head Hill, the more it indicates the incredible power of the Martial Saint Tomb, signaling that the Martial Saint inside was not an ordinary person. Throughout the ages, anyone who reached the Martial Saint Peak Realm was just a step away from the Emperor Realm, able to dominate an area in the Martial Arts Great World without issue, or even had one foot already inside the Emperor Realm, only lacking opportunity and luck. The cultivation battle power of such people is even beyond the Martial Saint Peak Realm, unfathomably strong.

Six paths of powerful Martial Arts True Power simultaneously blasted towards the center point of Fire Head Hill. With a loud boom, the strong seal formation of Fire Head Hill was attacked, causing intense waves, yet it was quite firm, shockingly reflecting a rebound that nearly hit Ye Tianchen and the other five.

”Such a strong seal!” The man carrying a blade couldn’t help but speak up.

”I really don’t know which powerful figure is buried below. As time passes, a blink and it’s been ten thousand years, yet the seal remains so strong, inspiring awe!” The man in silver armor commented with similar sentiments.

”Wonderful, wonderful, hahaha, I have finally waited for this moment!” said the Golden Elder excitedly, trembling all over.

”Why is Master Golden so happy?” The bald monk glanced at the Golden Elder and asked.

”Old monk, do you really not understand? The stronger the seal formation below is, the harder it is to enter this Martial Saint Tomb, indicating the buried strong figure is more unfathomable. The treasures and inheritances inside are more powerful, isn’t it worth being happy for us?” Wuji Taoist said with a cold smile.

Ye Tianchen was a bit stunned, looking at the five people present, then glancing at Hu Gao, fearing the latter might not control his impulse and rush up again to kill the Golden Elder. He spoke up, ”I said, folks, although the seal of this Martial Saint Tomb is trembling and loosening, as I see it, it will take another ten years or so for a crack to exist. The commotion here might attract martial artists stronger than us. When they arrive, will there still be a place for us?”

”Just say what you mean, no need to beat around the bush!” Wuji Taoist sneered at Ye Tianchen and said.

”I really don’t want to beat around the bush, but some people are playing tricks, not giving their all, which makes it impossible to open the Martial Saint Tomb. I will make another attempt. If anyone still doesn’t want to enter, they can retain their combat power. Anyway, I’m young, and can afford the time!” Ye Tianchen looked at the other five while speaking.

The other five exchanged glances, and at that moment, Ye Tianchen took the lead and struck out with a Vajra Divine Fist. A surge of golden Martial Arts True Power transformed into a golden dragon, charging at the seal at the center point of Fire Head Hill. Meanwhile, the other five also attacked, each displaying their absolute skills to blast the seal at the center of Fire Head Hill.

Bang!

Fire Head Hill shook. This time, no formidable Slaughter Aura rebounded, instead a crack opened, just big enough for a person to squeeze through sideways. At the same time, powerful spiritual energy gushed out from the crack, awe-inspiring and soothing. In this Ancient Martial World, where spiritual energy is increasingly scarce, such a place with abundant spiritual energy was unexpected to be hidden within the Martial Saint Tomb, truly astonishing.

Seeing the crack appeared in the seal of Fire Head Hill, the Golden Elder, this old monster, immediately shrieked, fearing others might rush in, left behind a shadow at the spot and dashed into the crack. Following suit were the Wuji Taoist, the man carrying a blade, and the man in silver armor, who all rushed in successively, leaving only the bald monk and Ye Tianchen outside.

”Master, this is a great opportunity, why not go in? If not soon, others will get ahead!” The bald monk said with a kind and gentle smile while looking at Ye Tianchen.

”No rush, Master, are you in a hurry?” Ye Tianchen asked with a calm smile.

”What is there for me to rush? As a monk, I’ve long seen through all the worldly fame and fortune.” The Bald Monk replied with palms together.

”Is that so? What if there’s a Martial Saint Treasure inside, or even an ancient Immortal Scripture granting Eternal Life? Wouldn’t you want it, Master?” Ye Tianchen deliberately continued to ask.

”Life and death, death and life, everything is predestined. We Buddhists advocate compassion for all beings; all beings are immortal, and all beings achieve Eternal Life. We disciples of the Buddhist Sect are willing to chant scriptures in Hell for all beings!” The Bald Monk said with utmost solemnity and grandeur.

”Master, truly your Buddhist Law is profound and shines through the ages. Then let me keep you company while we wait. If Master can’t wait any longer, you can go ahead first, and I’ll follow shortly!”

After Ye Tianchen finished speaking, he surprisingly didn’t rush into the Martial Saint Tomb either. Instead, he turned and flew to Hu Gao’s side. He didn’t care whether the Bald Monk would rush in immediately, nor was he in a hurry, as there were already four mid Martial Venerate experts who had entered the Martial Saint Tomb, appearing quite leisurely.

”Boss, why aren’t you going in? It’s a rare opportunity, and you’ve put in so much effort...” Hu Gao hastily said upon seeing Ye Tianchen not in a hurry to enter the Martial Saint Tomb.

”No rush. Don’t you have some wine on you? Take it out, and let’s each have a jar first.” Ye Tianchen interrupted Hu Gao, smiling as he spoke.

”Uh...” Hu Gao hesitated for a moment, then took out two jars of wine, handing one to Ye Tianchen while he opened the other and took a sip. Encountering the Golden Elder here and not being able to kill her left Hu Gao very dissatisfied, even more so than dying.

”Master, would you like a sip?” Ye Tianchen raised the wine jar, looking at the Bald Monk still standing on Fire Head Hill.

The Bald Monk pursed his lips, glanced at the wine jar in Ye Tianchen’s hand, and gritted his teeth, saying, ”Thank you for your kindness, benefactor, but as a monk, I don’t drink or eat meat!”

”Then there’s nothing to be done. Such delicious wine can only be enjoyed by the two of us!” Ye Tianchen laughed as he opened his jar and began drinking.

Hu Gao didn’t understand why Ye Tianchen was doing this, not rushing into the Martial Saint Tomb. Golden Elder, the man with a sword on his back, the man in silver armor, Wuji Taoist, all four had rushed in immediately, fearing others would seize the treasures and inheritance within the tomb. But why did Ye Tianchen, after expending effort to open the Martial Saint Tomb, not go in first? If he wanted to be the first, it shouldn’t have been difficult. His Divine Movement Skill is unrivaled and known to be the fastest Qi Manipulation Flying Skill in existence, which was not just an empty boast.

About an hour later, even the Bald Monk couldn’t resist and rushed into the rift, entering the Martial Saint Tomb. Ye Tianchen, however, continued to drink wine leisurely, with a uniquely harmless expression. Hu Gao, beside him, was at a loss, unable to help but blurt out, ”Boss, now all five of them have gone in, can I say something? If you don’t go in soon, our trip here will be wasted; everything in the Martial Saint Tomb will be taken by them!”

”Kid, there’s no need to hurry. Those who go in first don’t necessarily get first!” Ye Tianchen confidently said with a smile.

”Boss, what do you mean?” Hu Gao frowned and asked.

”Can’t you see, kid, the Bald Monk isn’t a good person. He wanted to get into the Martial Saint Tomb before anyone else, but why didn’t he?” Ye Tianchen looked at Hu Gao as he asked.

”Why? Could it be that he’s afraid of others fighting him?” Hu Gao asked doubtfully.

”Wrong. The people here have similar combat power cultivation. As long as it’s not a group ganging up, no one is afraid of fighting any other. The Bald Monk not rushing in doesn’t mean he doesn’t care about the inheritance in the Martial Saint Tomb, nor is it because he’s magnanimous; he’s waiting!” Ye Tianchen firmly stated.

”Waiting?” Hu Gao scratched his head, even more confused. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)