"Emperor Yu? Emperor Yu of China..."

When Yang Yunfan accepted the inheritance of Emperor Yu's Nine Provinces Mountain and River Cauldron Pattern, at the same time, in Ruin No. 13, the Shadow Messenger was busy consulting the information.

Soon, he found some legends about Emperor Yu.

"I found it!"

"In the prehistoric era, the land of China was flooded, and the Chinese nation was about to perish. At this moment, Emperor Yu was born. He used a mountain axe, a map of mountains and rivers, split mountains and opened canals, controlled floods, and once again established the country of Jiuzhou!"

"The mountains and rivers have been decided. Emperor Yu collected the gold from the nine states and cast the Nine Cauldrons. It is rumored that the Nine Cauldrons can be used to communicate with the gods and ghosts in the sky and prosper China. However, no one has seen what this Nine Cauldrons looks like!"

"Now, I finally know! Jiuding does not represent the real tripod, but a kind of inheritance. The inheritance of the tripod pattern."

"The tripod pattern is truly a magical way of cultivation. Even among countless ethnic groups outside the territory, no ethnic group would regard the mountains and rivers of the ancestral land as the foundation of cultivation."

"Emperor Yu, for being able to think of this, he is truly an outstanding person that will never be seen again!"

"You, the Chinese nation, are truly great for being able to give birth to such outstanding people!"

At the end of the sentence, the Shadow Messenger expressed his sincere admiration for Emperor Yu.

Outside the territory, many powerful ethnic groups rely on plundering or vassalage to stronger ethnic groups to obtain some inherited skills and practice them step by step.

It is rare for an ethnic group to rely on their own exploration to create a unique martial art unique to their own ethnic group, and thus rise outside the region.

There are too few of these groups!

What the Black Shadow Messenger knows is that only the eight most powerful holy realms in the early days of the universe had such strong men.

After observing the initial opening and chaotic evolution of the universe, those powerful people felt the most original artistic conception of the universe, and then created powerful techniques unique to their own group.

As for Emperor Yu, who lived on earth in the barbaric era without any reference, he relied on his own understanding to create a unique skill, then perfected it step by step, and finally became a god master.

This kind of experience is extremely rare in the endless years outside the territory.

"Yang Yunfan, are you okay?"

At this time, seeing Yang Yunfan's breathing calm down and the spiritual energy fluctuations in his body also calming down, Huang Tianyi on the side breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yang Yunfan.

Yang Yunfan opened his eyes.

In his eyes, there was a trace of blood flowing strangely. He blinked his eyes, and slowly, the blood color slowly faded away and returned to normal.

"Sister Huang, I'm worrying you. I'm fine."

Yang Yunfan looked at the broken clothes on his body, and his mind moved. Soon, the flesh-colored cold moon beast pattern armor on his body slowly changed and turned into a pair of golden tiger head armor.

The cold and fierce tiger shape protruded from his waist, shoulders, and chest, making Yang Yunfan look majestic, as if he were a peerless general who stepped out of ancient times.

"Yang Yunfan, it seems that you have gained a lot. By the way, what is the origin of this coffin?"

When the God of War Ivan saw Yang Yunfan's aura, he became very violent, like a wild and ferocious beast that made people afraid to approach him. He also spoke a little cautiously.

"This is the tomb of our Holy Lord of China, Emperor Yu. Buried inside the coffin may be his divine body." Yang Yunfan whispered in a low voice, with an indescribable sadness in his tone.

Emperor Yu was the greatest leader of the Zhan Wu Clan and the most outstanding hero in the history of the Chinese nation.

However, a strong man like him died silently in Antarctica.

Yang Yunfan knew that Emperor Yu was fighting to the death to protect the foundation of the Chinese clan's cultivation, Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain. Otherwise, with Emperor Yu's transcendent cultivation and the vastness of the universe, where could he not go?

Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain, the root of cultivation in the ancestral land of China!

The roots cannot be broken!

"Demon Killer Clan!"

The name of this ethnic group appeared in Yang Yunfan's mind like a brand.

He received a drop of divine blood from Emperor Yu, and this drop of divine blood completely changed his bloodline.

The mortal body is completely transformed.

At this moment, Yang Yunfan's body is countless times stronger than that of ordinary monks in the Golden Core realm. Even with divine weapons, his body may not be damaged.

Emperor Yu cultivated the Nine Provinces Mountains and Rivers Cauldron pattern to the extreme, enough to make his body immortal.

On that day, even if he was ambushed by the Lord of the Demon God and the God Emperor Xuehe, two peak powerhouses from outside the territory, Emperor Yu's divine body did not immediately collapse and he was still capable of fighting.

One can imagine how much change Yang Yunfan would bring to his body if he obtained the purest drop of Emperor Yu's divine blood!

Because, with this drop of divine blood, the bloodline in Yang Yunfan's body began to awaken, and he became the war witch clan, which was the most original bloodline of the Huaxia clan.

However, while receiving the bloodline inheritance, Emperor Yu's will, the strong will to protect the Chinese people and rebuild Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain, also deeply affected Yang Yunfan.

"Huh? Over there are Yang Yunfan and Martial God Ivan."

At this time, the Holy See, Pope Paul VI, O'Brien and Alfred all saw a huge sand pit on Yang Yunfan's side.

Under the sand pit, they found a stone sculpture of a dragon and turtle more than a hundred meters long, crawling here.

As for the dragon turtle stone sculpture, there seemed to be something else, but the route was blocked by the yellow sand, so they couldn't see clearly.

"Yang Yunfan, Martial God Ivan, what did you find?"

These three people are all at the pinnacle of the foundation-building realm or at the golden elixir realm. They are very sensitive to changes in the surrounding environment. Just now, they were searching for treasures in the cemetery in the west.

However, they suddenly felt a powerful spiritual energy flowing here. This powerful spiritual energy was very unfamiliar to them. It did not come from any strong person who entered the cemetery.

Then, there is a high probability that a certain treasure will be born!

"Nothing. We found nothing!"

Ivan, the god of war, stood up and blocked the sight of the three members of the Holy See with his tall body, his face looking unnatural.

As he said that, he couldn't help but look back at the huge coffin under the sand pit.

Buried in this coffin is most likely the divine body of the Holy Emperor of China, Emperor Yu.

Emperor Yu was perhaps the most powerful being in the history of China. And according to his status in the entire history of China and his status as the greatest leader of the Zhan Wu Clan, there must be many funerary objects in his tomb.

However, Yang Yunfan has received the inheritance of Emperor Yu's divine blood and has become the blood successor of Emperor Yu. According to the Chinese people's idea of ​​​​resting in peace in their graves, it is a great sin to disturb the eternal rest of their ancestors.

Therefore, no matter how many treasures there are in Emperor Yu's coffin, unless the God of War Ivan is willing to bear Yang Yunfan's wrath, he would not dare to build this coffin.

"Really? God of War Ivan, the way you lie is so ridiculous!"

Pope Paul VI glanced at Martial God Ivan with cold eyes. He was not a three-year-old child, so how could he believe what Martial God Ivan said.

"O'Brien, Alfred, let's go over and take a look!"

A group of three of them flew over slowly!

Soon, a huge dark sarcophagus suddenly appeared in front of them, and their hearts could not help but beat.

"Haha... So you discovered the ancient god's coffin?"

"This coffin is very big, and there must be a lot of treasures. Are you too greedy?"

"snort!"

With a cold snort from Pope Paul VI, the atmosphere in the venue instantly dropped to freezing point.
Chapter completed!