# Chapter 55: Demon Emperor's Tomb
Several elders of the Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven made a move against Pang Bo. One elderly man's body surged with red light, transforming into a crimson net. The net's strands were crystalline, sparkling with bright red radiance as if refined from red agate, spreading toward Pang Bo to envelop him.
At this moment, Pang Bo was deathly still, his face wooden, only his eyes flickering with green light. He extended both hands upward in a heaven-supporting gesture, attempting to tear apart the red net.
Another elder's body erupted with purple light. A purple-gold Eight Trigram Mirror appeared in his hand, which he turned to shine upon Pang Bo. Purple mists shot out in all directions, blazing with intense light. The brilliant purple radiance immediately enveloped Pang Bo, freezing him in place as hazy purple energy swirled around him.
"Swish"
The red net fell smoothly, covering Pang Bo and binding him tightly. At this moment, Elder Wu Qingfeng stepped forward, fingers joined like a sword, light radiating in all directions. He used divine power to seal Pang Bo, rendering him unable to move at all.
Ye Fan's greatest worry was Pang Bo. Seeing the several elders subdue him, and that the elderly man remained composed, even revealing a slight smile at the end, immediately made him breathe a sigh of relief. He guessed there wouldn't be any major problems.
"Thump"
Another dull sound came from within the volcanic crater. This time Ye Fan was prepared. He circulated the profound methods recorded in the *Dao Scripture*, causing golden light points within his Sea of Suffering to overflow with divine essence, flowing toward his heart. Instantly, he felt much better, not as agonizingly painful as the previous times.
Ye Fan observed carefully and noticed that those super fierce birds and savage beasts all trembled involuntarily several times, while the dozen-plus elders of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven also stiffened, all affected. This surprised him greatly. Having eaten the sacred fruit and drunk the divine spring, he had indeed been reborn. Without comparing cultivation level or Wheel of Life and Sea of Suffering, purely in terms of physical constitution, he seemed not much inferior to these elders.
"Thump," "Thump," "Thump"
Three more dull sounds came in quick succession. Magma surged within the volcanic crater, and blazing light shot up to the high heavens, turning night into day.
At this moment, magma gurgled, flowing out from the crater. That radiant ancient hall directly floated upward, emitting a powerful aura of life.
On the volcano, the sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven and the four Supreme Elders all radiated light from their bodies, slowly advancing forward. On the other side, several great demons who had taken human form also stepped forward simultaneously, unafraid of the erupting magma, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on that ancient hall. Only when they reached the crater's edge did they sweep their gazes toward the few human cultivators.
Among them, the burly man whose arms were covered in scales shouted at the sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven: "Humans, you've gone too far! The Primordial Ruins were split in two. You already possess Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven, and now you come to our territory to vie for immortal treasures? Are you trying to provoke a conflict?"
Not far away, the three-meter-tall giant with a pair of ox horns on his head also spoke in a deep voice, shouting: "If you want war, just try laying a finger on this ancient hall!"
The sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven and the four Supreme Elders showed no fear. One of them stepped forward and said: "This ruin was originally left by our human race. Now that a precious treasure has appeared, we come here seeking opportunity. This is perfectly reasonable. What fault is there in that?"
"This Primordial Ruin is our dwelling place. Naturally, we cannot allow you to come here and seize treasures!" The young girl with no arms, a pair of wings, and long golden hair coldly shouted: "If you insist on interfering, don't blame us for being impolite!"
"This is a ruin left by our human race. You are merely lodging here temporarily. How can you claim it as your own territory?" The sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven showed no fear. Though his words were calm, they carried a compelling momentum.
"Our Flood Dragon ancestors left a testament: This place is not your human homeland at all. It was the imperial capital during the Demon Clan's golden age. Everything here has nothing to do with you." That old Flood Dragon, with a single horn on its head and sharp claws on its belly, though not yet transformed into human form, could speak human language. Its strength was not inferior to the others; it was simply not adept at shedding its beastly form.
"Impossible. All the buildings here are in human style. What connection do they have with the Demon Clan?" One of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven's Supreme Elders questioned. Both sides argued, neither yielding, all for the sake of the ancient hall within the magma.
"Thump"
Dull sounds occasionally came from within the ancient hall. Even the several great demons and the sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven and his party, being at such close range, found it somewhat unbearable. Their expressions were not very pleasant.
The boiling magma was abnormally bright red, constantly surging outward like fresh blood. That radiant ancient hall slowly rose, gradually about to break free from the volcanic crater.
One great demon was about to step forward, but the old Flood Dragon stopped him, saying: "We've already waited several days. Do we care about this little time? Let it break through the ancient prohibitions on its own. Don't interfere, lest accidents occur."
"Demon script! It's our Demon Clan's writing!" At this moment, the three-meter-tall giant with two horns suddenly shouted loudly: "Look quickly! It's the Demon Clan's imperial script. It must have been left by a generation's Demon Emperor!"
The entire ancient hall was refined from Five-Colored Divine Jade. Its entire body was crystalline, sparkling with light, quite extraordinary. At its foundation were carved many ancient characters, some shaped like dragons and phoenixes, others resembling dark turtles and qilins. They were precisely the Demon Clan's imperial script from before the ancient times.
"Humans, what more do you have to say? Leave quickly! This was left by a Great Emperor of our Demon Clan from before the ancient times. It has nothing to do with you."
At this moment, the ancient hall shimmered with divine light, emitting a soul-shaking, majestic aura. Five-colored divine radiance swirled around it, truly extraordinary.
Upon hearing this, the sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven first changed color, then stared intently at the ancient hall, examining it carefully. Finally, as if recalling something, he revealed an extremely excited expression and said: "I know! This is the burial place of the last Demon Emperor of the Eastern Wasteland Demon Clan!"
Upon hearing this, the several great demons all changed color. They all stared at that five-colored ancient hall, examining it seriously and carefully, their expressions filled with doubt and uncertainty.
The old Flood Dragon rose upright, extending half its body forward, its expression solemn. Finally, it spoke in a trembling voice: "It truly is our Demon Clan Great Emperor's mausoleum, exactly as described by our ancestors!"
No one had expected that the ancient hall built from Five-Colored Divine Jade was the tomb of the Demon Clan's last emperor, hidden deep beneath the volcano until today when the seals loosened and it surged up with the magma, seeing the light of day once more.
"The last Great Emperor to unify the Demon Clan of the Eastern Wasteland. It's him, it must be him!" The sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven kept muttering to himself, his expression somewhat dazed.
The several great demons present immediately became emboldened. The old Flood Dragon said: "You understand now. This is the tomb of our Demon Clan's last Divine Emperor. It has nothing to do with your human race. Withdraw quickly." The other great demons all erupted with unparalleled might. Rolling demonic energy surged skyward, instantly obscuring the entire starry sky. The atmosphere here was filled with killing intent.
The sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven snapped back to reality. He seemed even more excited than the great demons. He said in a trembling voice: "Although this is the Demon Clan Great Emperor's tomb, it contains a precious treasure of our human race. Today is the right time to reclaim it."
"Nonsense! How could our Demon Clan Divine Emperor's tomb contain a treasure of your human race? You clearly want to plunder our Demon Clan Great Emperor's mausoleum!"
The several great demons all showed anger. They stepped forward one after another, blocking the sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven, ready to strike at any moment.
The sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven's expression returned to calm. He said: "Everything I say is fact. In years past, the last Demon Emperor of the Eastern Wasteland achieved supreme cultivation, unifying the Demon Clan that had been divided for tens of thousands of years across the Eastern Wasteland, posing a great threat to the human race of the Eastern Wasteland. It was then that a supreme treasure of the Eastern Wasteland human race was lost. Legend has it that the Demon Emperor seized it. Also, the immortal scripture that shook the Eastern Wasteland—the *Dao Scripture*—was dismantled at that time, losing a very important volume. In later generations, evidence pointed to the Demon Emperor as the one responsible for everything. I believe the Eastern Wasteland's supreme treasure, along with the most important volume of the *Dao Scripture*, are both here. Today, they should rightfully see the light of day!"
Upon hearing these words, the several great demons were all stunned. Then their eyes blazed with extremely intense light. Even though the Demon Clan could not cultivate the Eastern Wasteland's most profound human immortal scripture, the *Dao Scripture*, they were determined to keep it. As for that human supreme treasure, if it truly existed, naturally they could not let it go either.
The sect master of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven showed no fear whatsoever. While confronting the great demons, he actually took a large step forward.
"Thump"
The ancient hall built from Five-Colored Divine Jade once again emitted a dull sound. The power of the seals was rapidly dissipating. It had almost completely risen to the crater's edge. Radiant mists swirled, five-colored divine light flickered. The tomb of the Eastern Wasteland Demon Clan's last Great Emperor was about to fully reappear in the world.
Within the palace complex at the volcano's base, the Lightning Bird and other super fierce birds and savage beasts, along with the dozen-plus elders of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven, could no longer restrain themselves. They slowly advanced up the mountain.
In the distance, Ye Fan witnessed all of this firsthand. His heart was extremely unsettled, but he lacked the strength to step forward and contend. He could only watch quietly from here.