Growing 10000 kilograms every day, I evolved into a mythical beast-Chapter 400 - 187: Movements in All Directions, Ten Thousand Ancestor Dragon Tomb! (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Chapter 400: Chapter 187: Movements in All Directions, Ten Thousand Ancestor Dragon Tomb! (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Rumble!

A tremor echoed from the distant sky.

Huge beast shadows flew over from all directions.

Along with them, powerful auras spread outward.

Evidently, these were Divine Beasts attracted by the Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon Tomb, and the oppressive presence emanating from these Divine Beasts indicated they all belonged to pureblood tribes!

"Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon Tomb!"

"It truly is an ancient tomb, this aura is far beyond compare to other grave sites!"

The Divine Beasts stared greedily at the space rift ahead.

In the purple valley, the Supreme Dragon Beast felt a ripple in his heart, as it was his first time seeing so many pureblood Divine Beasts gathered together.

This meant there were indeed significant benefits within the Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon Tomb.

Boom!

Just then, a roar sounded in the sky.

Amidst the dense clouds, golden light burst forth, and a set of dragon claws reached out from the thick cloud layer, a cold gold glow shining between the five claws.

After that, a gigantic golden dragon, hundreds of meters long, emerged, exuding a mighty dragon might, descending from the heavens.

"It’s Ao Pi of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon tribe."

The Divine Beasts showed serious expressions and retreated one after another.

Even among pureblood Divine Beasts, there were differences in status.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon tribe stood in the upper middle class of pureblood Divine Beasts, possessing high status throughout the Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield.

Ao Pi flew into the air, transforming into the form of a young man with a dragon’s head and human body, holding a dragon spear, looking heroic.

This was the unique feature of pureblood Divine Beasts, able to transform in the Fourth Rank!

The reason for transforming into a human form was naturally to prepare for entering the ancient tomb.

"Screech!"

A high-pitched phoenix cry came through.

Subsequently, a scarlet-gold Divine Phoenix soared in, its wings spanning dozens of meters, stirring the wind and clouds with each flap.

She transformed into a maiden form, with magnificent fiery red wings sprouting from her back, landing on the ground.

Soon after, several other powerful Divine Beasts descended, all of them from upper middle pureblood tribes.

Among them was Lusi, the Nine-headed Lion who had been with Jin Luan before.

Jin Luan, dressed in a fiery red dress with skin fairer than snow, softly said, "The news is true, there is indeed an Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon Tomb from the Ancient Times here!"

The others too had fervent gazes.

The Ancient Times was a profoundly mysterious era.

Even pureblood Divine Beasts like them weren’t entirely clear about its specifics.

They only knew that during the Ancient Times, Blue Star might have seen experts above the Ninth Rank!

In the Ten Thousand Clan Restricted Zone, anything related to the Ancient Times was of immeasurable value!

If the area wasn’t inaccessible to high-order Divine Beasts, it would’ve been surrounded by Ninth Rank Divine Beasts long ago.

"Make way!"

Ao Pi spoke coldly, walking forward alone. Seeing this, although displeased, everyone stepped aside for him.

Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, nearly a top-tier existence within the upper middle pureblood tribes.

Even Jin Luan didn’t want to provoke this one.

"This guy is really domineering." The Supreme Dragon Beast saw this scene and couldn’t help but grumble inwardly.

Someone unfamiliar would think it’s a tomb of your Five-Clawed Golden Dragon tribe!

At this moment.

Ao Pi walked step by step toward the grand tomb, his eyes gleaming with divine light, almost stepping in.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a massive thunderous roar came from the sky.

A gigantic Flame Qilin raced from afar, each step causing a heartbeat-like tremor in heaven and earth.

What was surprising was that the Flame Qilin was actually pulling a golden ancient chariot behind it, which rumbled and crushed the sky, charging this way.

The pureblood Divine Beast, Fire Qilin, was unexpectedly just a charioteer!

Everyone was shocked, wondering who could be sitting in the ancient chariot, daring to use the Fire Qilin tribe as a charioteer?

The ancient chariot stopped mid-air, with a rumbling sound, its door slowly opened, revealing a peerless figure clad in ancient armor.

The figure had a dazzling golden horn on the forehead, eyes like stars, exuding boundless rebelliousness and pride, walking over the air.

"The Saint Heir of the Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon tribe, Ao Cangsheng!"

Everyone showed expressions of reverence, arising from the heart!

The Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon tribe, standing at the pinnacle of pureblood tribes, had stood strong for millions of years without decline!

And this generation’s Saint Heir, Ao Cangsheng, was an unmatched force.

In comparison, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon tribe, despite the slight difference in name, was insignificant before the Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon.

"Step back."

Ao Cangsheng looked at Ao Pi, his voice as gentle as jade, yet he waved his hand slightly toward him.

In an instant, it was as if Ao Pi was struck by a mountain, retreating violently as if struck by lightning.

He halted his retreat only a thousand meters away, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Ao Pi looked coldly at Ao Cangsheng ahead, his expression grim, yet he said nothing.

In the valley, the Supreme Dragon Beast saw this scene, and his pupils slightly contracted.

"This Ao Cangsheng possesses some formidable strength..."

Ao Pi’s strength was unquestionable, Xu Zhou had witnessed it with his own eyes.

Even the mighty Divine Beast like Bai Pi Hou couldn’t withstand a single strike from him!

Yet this powerful Ao Pi was suppressed by Ao Cangsheng with a single distant palm strike.

The gap between upper middle and Pure Blood Peak tribes was evident!

Ao Cangsheng looked at the grand tomb ahead, his gentle voice piercing through the scene: "This is the ancient tomb of the Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon tribe, without my clan’s permission, no one can enter."

His voice was gentle but carried an undeniable authority.

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