Grand Return System

Chapter 228: The Opening of the Martial Emperor Tomb

The Opening of the Martial Emperor Tomb

Harry felt that it was a pity.

"Sigh... This old man is too evil! He actually used such a method to send Fairy Fiona away. Otherwise, I will definitely let them know what a great hoodwinker is today."

Harry Taylor clicked his tongue dramatically while shaking his head like a veteran strategist whose grand plan had been ruined at the final moment.

The more he thought about it, the more regretful he became.

He had finally found an opportunity to help Leon recruit a terrifying genius for Celestis Academy, yet Hektor had snatched her away before the trap fully closed.

What a cruel old fox.

"You brat..."

Hektor’s lips twitched violently.

The veins on his forehead almost bulged out from anger.

This damned boy actually dared to say such things directly in front of him.

If not for Leon standing nearby, Hektor truly wanted to grab Harry by the collar and throw him straight into the Black Rift.

What did he mean by hoodwinker?

Wasn’t he openly admitting they had joined forces to poach his precious saintess?

Fortunately, he reacted fast enough.

Otherwise, today’s conversation alone would have planted a dangerous seed deep inside Fiona’s heart.

And once that seed sprouted...

Things would become troublesome.

Very troublesome.

Hektor silently inhaled a deep breath and calmed himself down.

At the same time, his eyes unconsciously drifted toward Leon once more.

The more he looked at him...

The more absurd this entire situation felt.

After calming down and thinking about it, Hektor sighed inwardly.

Is this guy really that good to his students?

He gives all his resources away without hesitation.

Doesn’t he need to cultivate himself?

Hektor truly could not understand it.

After so many years wandering the cultivation world, he had seen countless geniuses, old monsters, saint-level experts, and even several hidden Martial Sovereign Realm cultivators.

But Leon...

Leon was completely different from everyone else.

In the Forsaken Domain, the most precious treasures after Sacred Arts were cultivation resources.

Spirit herbs.

Ancient bones.

Mana Guidance Fruits.

Pheonix Rebirth Pills.

Rare ores.

Ancient inheritances.

Every cultivator guarded such resources like their own life.

After all, these treasures represented future breakthroughs and survival itself.

Who would casually hand them away?

Even teachers and students maintained boundaries.

Most teachers only passed down techniques while resources depended on one’s own fate and effort.

That was the cruel reality of cultivation.

Furthermore, every academy or sect possessed countless students.

Resources were limited.

It was impossible to distribute everything equally.

Even Hektor himself had several direct students, yet he had never once considered giving away all his treasures.

Because those resources represented half a lifetime of struggle.

Many were obtained by risking death.

Some came from ancient ruins.

Some from bloody battles.

Some from desperate gambling with fate itself.

He often could not bear using them personally.

So why would Leon casually hand them to students?

Unless...

There was something wrong with his brain.

Hektor genuinely could not figure it out.

But at the same time...

That very madness was what made Leon terrifying.

People feared selfish monsters.

But they feared selfless monsters even more.

Because such people could gather hearts effortlessly.

Just as Hektor was sinking deeper into thought—

Suddenly...

BOOM!

A heaven-shaking explosion erupted across the Forsaken Domain.

The earth trembled violently.

Massive cracks spread across the barren land like spiderwebs, stretching endlessly into the distance.

Countless cultivators lost balance instantly.

"What’s going on?"

Everyone’s expressions changed.

The peaceful atmosphere from moments earlier shattered completely.

They hurriedly raised their heads toward the sky.

And what they saw caused their pupils to shrink.

Far above the mountains—

Earth Kong held an enormous black iron staff in both hands.

Its massive body towered like a mountain beneath the darkened heavens.

With a furious roar, it smashed the gigantic weapon directly onto the shell of the old earth spiky turtle.

BOOOOM!

The impact distorted space itself.

Terrifying shockwaves exploded outward.

Entire hills collapsed instantly.

Meanwhile, the Inferno Swift Bird spread its enormous flaming wings and swooped downward from the clouds like a divine calamity.

Its target...

The ancient copper coffin.

At that moment, the old earth spiky turtle finally erupted in complete fury.

"ROOOAAARRR!"

Its roar sounded ancient and savage, as though something sleeping for tens of thousands of years had awakened.

Then—

It raised one colossal foot and slammed it into the ground.

BANG!

Instantly, space trembled violently.

The entire Forsaken Domain seemed to collapse inward for a brief moment.

Then—

A beam of ancient golden light burst out from beneath the cracked earth.

The light carried an indescribable aura of destruction.

Ancient.

Desolate.

Heavy with the pressure of time itself.

Everyone felt their souls tremble.

The golden light pierced the heavens.

And from deep beneath the earth...

A gigantic stone gate slowly emerged.

Ancient runes covered its surface.

Every symbol radiated terrifying Martial Emperor pressure.

Dust fell endlessly from the sky as though heaven itself mourned the awakening of something forbidden.

Then—

The enormous gate slowly opened.

"The Martial Emperor Tomb..."

Someone screamed in disbelief.

"Heavens! The Martial Emperor Tomb has actually opened!"

The entire battlefield exploded into chaos.

"Everyone, hurry!"

"Snatch the Martial Emperor weapon!"

"The inheritance belongs to whoever enters first!"

Madness instantly consumed the crowd.

Countless cultivators surged forward like a tidal wave.

Figures streaked across the sky from every direction.

Some rode swords.

Some summoned beasts.

Some directly burned essence blood to increase speed.

Everyone’s eyes turned red from greed.

This was the inheritance of a Martial Emperor Realm expert.

One opportunity inside could change fate forever.

Even Leon narrowed his eyes slightly.

The atmosphere instantly became dangerous.

"ROAR!"

Suddenly—

The Smoke Darke Lion unleashed a thunderous roar.

Dark lightning exploded from its body.

The next second, a massive bolt of heavenly lightning descended directly into the charging crowd.

BOOM!

Several cultivators at the very front exploded into bloody mist instantly.

Not even screams remained.

The smell of blood spread through the air.

That single strike instantly awakened many people from greed-induced madness.

But it was already too late.

The Martial Emperor Tomb had opened.

No one could remain calm anymore.

"The Martial Emperor Tomb has opened?"

Leon’s expression changed slightly.

Unlike everyone else, however, he did not immediately rush toward the entrance.

Instead—

His purple eyes focused sharply on the four terrifying beasts atop the mountain.

Something felt wrong.

Very wrong.

The old earth spiky turtle’s reaction especially bothered him.

And just as he thought that—

The old turtle suddenly let out a strange cry.

Its enormous body instantly transformed into golden light before diving straight into the Martial Emperor Tomb.

It disappeared completely.

The remaining three ferocious beasts panicked immediately.

Their previous hostility vanished entirely.

Now they all rushed downward desperately.

It was as if the turtle possessed something incomparably important.

Or perhaps...

It knew something hidden within the tomb.

The sudden change caught everyone completely off guard.

Leon’s eyes flashed sharply.

Without hesitation—

He moved.

Step.

Step.

Step.

His figure blurred through space like flowing mist.

Within moments, he crossed massive distances and entered the tomb alongside the chaotic crowd.

The instant he stepped inside—

He noticed a familiar figure ahead.

Dario.

The moment Dario sensed Leon’s presence, his expression darkened instantly.

Hatred flashed through his eyes.

Yet Leon merely glanced at him calmly before ignoring him entirely.

Compared to Dario...

The Inferno Swift Bird interested him more.

Without hesitation, Leon chased directly after it deeper into the tomb.

For a time, the entire Forsaken Domain descended into complete chaos.

The opening of the Martial Emperor Tomb officially marked the beginning of the true battle.

Greed.

Ambition.

Hatred.

Madness.

All hidden desires surfaced simultaneously.

The first wave of impact from the tomb was especially terrifying.

After all, this was the burial ground of a Martial Emperor Realm expert.

The power sealed for tens of thousands of years had finally erupted completely.

Ancient Martial Emperor pressure flooded outward like a collapsing ocean.

Many cultivators instantly coughed blood.

Some weaker ones were forced onto their knees.

Others directly fainted.

Only powerful experts could continue advancing deeper inside.

As for those with weaker cultivation...

They could only remain outside helplessly, staring at the entrance while waiting for the terrifying pressure to weaken enough for them to enter.