Chapter 792: Chapter 792

Yang Yan’s figure descended from the sky, with Liu Niang following by his side.

"Master, are you planning to enter the Immortal Burial Valley?" she asked.

"Master, it’s very dangerous inside, it’s said that even the Great Emperor could face life-threatening danger.

If it’s not necessary, please don’t take the risk," Liu Niang advised.

She knew a little about the dangers of the Immortal Burial Valley, just the name, Immortal Burial Ground.

It indicated that even Immortals could be buried there, let alone cultivators in the Sovereign Realm.

Even if it didn’t contain true Immortals, it surely buried Great Powers.

The fact that it could bury such entities, made it possible to also bury them.

So no matter how you see it, the Immortal Burial Valley was dangerous.

With their level of cultivation, there was no need to risk it.

As long as they cultivated well in the future and kept breaking through, it would suffice.

Their future path was still very long, and ending it here would be too unfortunate.

"No worries, if there’s danger, I will retreat immediately," Yang Yan replied.

That Stone Bull was quite mysterious, it could ride up to the Nine Heavens and enter the Dao.

If acquired, it would definitely be a great help to Yang Yan.

Such a divine artifact, taking a bit of risk for it was worth it.

No divine artifact could be obtained easily.

*Yang Yan was well aware of this!*

Of course, if he couldn’t obtain it, he wouldn’t mind too much.

After all, it didn’t belong to him to begin with, so not obtaining it was normal.

If obtaining it required the cost of his life,

Then he would rather not have it!

"I understand," Liu Niang understood.

She was only worried about Yang Yan’s safety, not wanting him to suffer any harm at all.

No matter how slight the harm, she was unwilling, thus she tried to persuade Yang Yan!

Yang Yan also understood her concerns, which was why he gave an explanation.

The two descended from the sky, landing within a ten-thousand-meter radius outside the Immortal Burial Valley.

After landing, they could see that the surroundings of the Immortal Burial Valley were dotted with many villages.

There were quite a few people here, as well as many cultivators.

Yang Yan and Liu Niang approached together, finding a village to enter.

Originally intending to inquire about the situation in the Immortal Burial Valley, but just as they entered and were about to ask, they saw a group of cultivators fighting within the village.

Five cultivators in the King Realm were chasing a fat cultivator.

The five King Realm cultivators wore cold expressions, their attacks aimed to kill.

Clearly, they were filled with hatred for the fat cultivator, determined to kill him.

"I didn’t steal your things, you cannot slander me," the fat cultivator shouted while escaping.

He looked quite fat, yet his movements were unusually agile.

His evasive techniques were quite graceful and nimble.

It was clear he had a substantial cultivation level, also in the King Realm.

But he was alone, unable to fight against five cultivators.

"My junior sister saw it with her own eyes, and you still want to deny it?

Go die!" the leading cultivator shouted.

He attacked relentlessly, pursuing the fat cultivator with killing intent, ruthless to the extreme.

"Your junior sister is lying; she’s deceiving you!" the fat cultivator replied.

"Bah, how could my junior sister possibly lie to us?

We trust her, naturally not you."

"Senior brother, don’t bother talking to him, just kill him."

The five cultivators chased the fat cultivator out of the village, disappearing into the distance.

Their disappearance prompted many other cultivators to follow out, some even concealing their presence to chase after them.

It was very apparent!

This group of cultivators wasn’t about to do anything good next.

"Seems like none of those six will survive!" an old man holding a smoking pipe lamented under a tree.

Yang Yan and Liu Niang exchanged a glance and walked over.

"Old man, what do you mean by saying none of them will survive?" Liu Niang asked.

The old man with the smoking pipe glanced at her and then at Yang Yan.

This old man only had a cultivation of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

He naturally couldn’t see through Yang Yan and Liu Niang’s level of cultivation.

"Is this your first time at the Immortal Burial Valley, your first time hearing about it?" he asked in a deep voice.

"No wonder you aren’t aware of the situation here. Although the inside of the Immortal Burial Valley is full of dangers, it also contains many treasures and Medicine Kings.

There are even legendary Immortal Artifacts and Immortal Bones.

If they could be obtained, becoming a Great Emperor would be easy.

And because of these rumors, ever since the existence of the Immortal Burial Valley, many cultivators have entered it seeking treasures," explained the old man holding the smoking pipe.

"Even today, the area around the Immortal Burial Valley is constantly visited by cultivators.

Many from the Third Layer Heaven enter the Immortal Burial Valley through the Immortal Viewing Platform.

Some loose cultivators enter the Third Layer Heaven through the Immortal Burial Valley.

And there are Great Powers from the Third Layer Heaven who come down to the Second Layer Heaven through the Immortal Burial Valley..."

"Old man, how about telling us about the situation earlier with the fat cultivator and those five cultivators instead?" Liu Niang interrupted.

"Them? They clearly found some treasure within the Immortal Burial Valley and were spotted by that fat cultivator.

He found an opportunity to quietly steal it.

Then, the five cultivators discovered this and started to chase him, trying to reclaim the treasure.

As for the cultiavators trailing them, they also want a share of the pie.

They intend to seize the treasure found by those five cultivators," replied the old man with the smoking pipe.

"’A man without a sin, yet he bears a treasure!’

Having a treasure doesn’t necessarily mean you can keep it.

Clearly, those few cannot keep it.

This is your first time entering, I advise you to team up with familiar cultivators.

Otherwise, you’ll be in great peril!

Also, avoid talking too much with other cultivators along the way; otherwise, there’ll be danger.

There’s killing for treasures within, black robbing black..."

He hadn’t finished speaking when he noticed that Yang Yan and Liu Niang had already disappeared from in front of him.

"They left before hearing everything? Entered the Immortal Burial Valley?

Too hasty, they’re likely to get into trouble!" he said.

He was unaware that Yang Yan and Liu Niang didn’t enter the Immortal Burial Valley; after they disappeared, they went to pursue those five cultivators and the fat cultivator.

*How could Yang Yan let it go!*

He had just scanned the fat cultivator briefly and hadn’t detected any signs of a treasure on him.

After receiving the information from the old man, he momentarily recalled.

He guessed that the treasure the fat cultivator had obtained might be a significant treasure.

So he immediately informed Liu Niang, asking her to follow him in pursuit.

With their level of cultivation and speed, they quickly passed all the trackers, catching up with those five cultivators and the fat cultivator.

"Haha, if that’s all you’ve got, I’ll reluctantly accept this Immortal Aura," the fat cultivator turned to look at the five cultivators he had left far behind and laughed arrogantly.

The next moment, his neck tightened, his body coming to a sudden halt in mid-air.

A hand gripped the fat cultivator’s neck.

A little pressure, and the fat cultivator couldn’t breathe.

The fat cultivator looked at the expressionless Yang Yan in front of him, his demeanor drastically changed.

"Hand over the treasure!" Yang Yan said coldly.

The fat cultivator sensed the breath of death and opened his mouth, revealing a transparent Crystal Ball.

The Water Spirit Pearl contained a stream of air, initially transparent when it appeared but quickly flashing with various colors inside. Thɪs chapter is updated by N0v3l.Fiɾe.net

"Altogether, ten colors..."