The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor’s Corpse
Chapter 127 Big Big Big!

Chapter 127: Chapter 127 Big Big Big!

The approaching person’s speed was extremely fast, leaving a trail of afterimages along the way.

It made the pupils of the black-cloaked figure shrink, as he watched the advancing figure with keen eyes.

He had to employ a profound skill in order to clearly see the other’s appearance.

The man carried a sword on his back, with an expressionless face and sharp eyes, appearing very young.

"What the hell?" he exclaimed in surprise.

*He truly couldn’t understand!*

*The oppressive force on the mountain was so overwhelming!*

*He found it difficult to even move, yet that young cultivator moved forward so swiftly!*

"He didn’t release even a bit of profound Qi, relying solely on his physique? With such a powerful body, he resists this oppression?" the black-cloaked figure marveled.

He was on the brink of releasing all the profound Qi within him to withstand the immense pressure.

Yet this young cultivator moved forward without utilizing anything, relying purely on his body?

*"It’s not possible,* I once stepped into the Great Power Position, my cultivation was top-notch.

*Even though I got injured and my cultivation regressed to the perfect stage Dragon Transformation Realm,*

*under such pressure, I still had to employ all my profound Qi to resist.*

*He’s so young, even if his talent is exceptional, at most he could be at the Great Power or King Realm.*

*But the oppression here is so intense, even a cultivator at the Great Power or King Realm*

*couldn’t push forward without releasing any profound Qi,"* mused the black-cloaked cultivator.

"It should not only be his strong physique, surely he’s using a treasure to pave the way and protect himself.

Is it because of the sword on his back?

It’s highly possible!" The black-cloaked figure’s gaze fixated on that sword.

He scrutinized it, squinting slightly.

"At the very least, it’s a King’s Weapon!"

As he thought of this, the cultivator carrying the longsword was already approaching.

The newcomer was none other than Yang Yan, who had taken the Three legged Divine Furnace!

"With a King’s Weapon paving the way, his cultivation is at most similar to mine, or even much lower.

With my strength, I might find a way to deal with him and seize the treasure in his hand!" A trace of malice flickered in his eyes.

Just as he was contemplating how to procure that sword, Yang Yan overtook the black-cloaked cultivator with astonishing speed, not far from him.

"Such incredible speed!" the black-cloaked cultivator mused. "Wait up!"

He called out!

No matter if Yang Yan possessed a treasure or if his cultivation was greater, he had to find a way to stop him.

If Yang Yan were to enter the palace, radiating the Seven colored Divine Light, before him,

what would happen to the treasures inside and his plans?

"If his cultivation is stronger than mine, I’ll pretend to cooperate.

I’ll seize the opportunity to launch a sneak attack!

If his cultivation is lower, then don’t blame me for being ruthless!

*This is my only chance to rise again and take revenge!"*

However, Yang Yan ignored him entirely, racing directly toward the palace imbued with the Seven colored Divine Light.

In a very short time, he was close to the mountaintop, increasing his distance from the black-cloaked figure.

Upon seeing this, the black-cloaked cultivator hurriedly pushed against the powerful pressure to pursue him.

"Hey, fellow cultivator, wait for me!

I, I have something to discuss with you!" he shouted again.

This time Yang Yan heeded his call, stopped, and slowly turned back.

His eyes, devoid of emotion, looked at the black-cloaked cultivator.

"Phew, you finally stopped.

Let me tell you about the Seven Colored Divine Palace at the mountaintop, and it won’t be too late for you to leave after hearing it." The black-cloaked cultivator panted heavily, showing a faint smile.

He thought his demeanor appeared amicable.

But to Yang Yan, it was not so.

The black-cloaked cultivator’s face was emaciated, with skin tightly clinging to his bones, as if there was no flesh inside at all, like a skeleton clad in human skin.

His grin only made him look more ghastly!

"This mountain is truly tough to climb, so I’ll just say it here!" the black-cloaked cultivator said, sweat beading on his forehead.

As they drew nearer to the palace, emitting the Seven colored Divine Light, the oppressive force grew even deeper.

No words were needed to understand that the treasures within that palace were immensely valuable.

Otherwise, such intense oppression couldn’t possibly exist!

"At the very least, there is an Emperor Artifact, maybe even a Holy Artifact inside!" he thought.

"Therefore, I absolutely cannot let him be the first to enter the palace!"

He looked up and smiled at Yang Yan.

Within the cloak, a spike-like concealed weapon was primed, ready to launch.

"If his cultivation level is indistinguishable, then I’ll wait for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow!" he mused.

His eyes shifted subtly.

"The Seven Colored Divine Palace is perilously dangerous and can lead to one’s demise.

Entering alone is impossible.

So why don’t we cooperate and enter the Seven Colored Divine Palace together?

It’s simple—just escort me up, and I will reveal the secret of entering that stratum of the Seven Colored Divine Palace, then all treasures inside will be yours, sixty to me, forty to you.

What do you say?"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw a three legged small furnace appear in Yang Yan’s hand.

The three legged small furnace was about the size of a single hand!

"Another treasure?" The black-cloaked cultivator’s heart wavered.

"He’s got so many treasures. Kill him and take them all.

But what does he intend to do with this treasure he just took out?

Does he want to put me inside it and take me up?

If so, when he approaches, I’ll strike."

The spike hidden in his cloak was accumulating a dark and murky profound Qi.

At this moment, Yang Yan spoke.

"Enlarge!"

The word slipped out, and the three legged small furnace in his hand suddenly increased in size.

It was now as big as a five-year-old child!

The black-cloaked cultivator’s eyes widened.

"Such a wonderful treasure!"

It could grow larger!

And with a single word, it grew.

"So astonishing!"

In his amazement, Yang Yan uttered again.

"Enlarge!"

The three legged large cauldron in his hand expanded once more.

From the size of a five or six-year-old child, it grew to the size of an adult.

"Wow, it grew so much larger!

This treasure is incredible!" The black-cloaked cultivator was overjoyed.

"Moreover, initially, it was only the size of a palm, clearly able to grow bigger or smaller.

Such a treasure is truly rare!"

The spike in his cloak was pointed directly at Yang Yan.

At that instant, individual words reached his ears.

"Enlarge, enlarge, enlarge, enlarge!"

The three legged large cauldron transformed into the size of a small mountain, held aloft by Yang Yan.

"It’s become so huge..." the black-cloaked cultivator observed as the enormous shadow engulfed him.

"Can it grow even larger?" he wondered.

True to his thoughts.

"Enlarge, enlarge, enlarge!" Yang Yan spoke once more.

The three legged large cauldron doubled in size, then Yang Yan swung it fiercely.

The massive three legged large cauldron slammed down with great force!

It wasn’t the earth it smashed into, nor the void, but the figure cloaked in black.

"No, how could you..." the black-cloaked figure was utterly shocked.

He realized at this moment that the other took out the three legged large cauldron.

Not to carry him nor to take him up, but to smash him.

"Did he see through my deceit, or notice my intent to ambush him?

Or perhaps, he understood it all!"

Thud!

The black-cloaked cultivator couldn’t dodge in time, and the gigantic three legged large cauldron struck him, forcing his body deep into the mountain.

A huge indentation appeared on the ground!

Then, as the three legged large cauldron was lifted, the black-cloaked figure was embedded into the mountain.

Only a small part of his hair remained exposed, with his body completely smashed into the mountainside.

"What formidable strength!" The black-cloaked cultivator’s expression turned grim.

Then his scalp tingled, and it was obvious.

The opponent was readying to smash him again with the gigantic three legged large cauldron!

"Are you ever going to stop!" the black-cloaked cultivator shouted.