Starting With Chaos Physique

Chapter 22 Nine Dragons Pulling a Chariot, Gathering at the Northern Wasteland Sacred Tomb

Nine divine birds resembling phoenixes stood majestically, each exuding an incredibly powerful aura that made many nearby wild beasts restless.

Inside the chariot, a veiled, slender figure sat cross-legged. Her face was obscured by a light silk veil, but her eyes, dreamy and ethereal, held a calm demeanor tinged with the pride and sharpness of a phoenix.

This was Gu Minghuang, undoubtedly one of the brightest talents of the Gu family’s younger generation.

On the day of her birth, an illusory divine phoenix descended from the heavens, drawing the reverence of countless birds. The skies were filled with brilliant auspicious lights, and she was born with a strand of true solar fire within her body—a flame capable of incinerating all things.

Her talent was terrifyingly monstrous!

It was even rumored that during her coming-of-age training, she had acquired the essence of a true phoenix and inherited its legacy.

“Greetings, Elder!”

Gu Minghuang gracefully stepped out of the chariot, her enchanting eyes flashing briefly as she glanced around before respectfully bowing to the elder who had spoken earlier.

However, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment because she hadn’t spotted that mysterious Divine Son.

“Minghuang has returned,” the elder said warmly, his attitude towards her markedly different from how he treated others.

At the same time, from the ancient war chariot pulled by nine golden divine horses, a man stepped out—a figure as radiant as the Sun God himself.

He was tall and imposing, clad in armor forged from radiant divine gold, surrounded by hundreds of divine halos that seemed to shield him with their overwhelming aura.

He stood there like a favored child of the sun itself.

This was Gu Guangming!

Blessed with a Divine Light Physique, he could manifest the power of divine light. As long as the light persisted, his strength was inexhaustible.

Moreover, he could cultivate an indestructible body of light, transforming himself into an immortal entity.

Even in ancient times, an incompletely awakened Divine Light Physique could rival the strength of supremes.

“Greetings, Elder,” Gu Guangming also bowed respectfully.@@novelbin@@

Though both belonged to the Gu family’s elite ranks, before officially becoming heirs, they still had to show respect to the elders.

“Guangming has returned as well. But what about Zhenxuan? Is he still on his way?” the elder asked with a smile.

Gu Zhenxuan!

Another of the Gu family’s chosen youths heading to the Northern Wastelands Sacred Tomb.

However, at the mention of his name, both Gu Guangming and Gu Minghuang showed traces of unease and seriousness in their expressions.

Though they were all among the elite, the gap between them and Gu Zhenxuan was substantial.

Gu Zhenxuan ranked among the very top of the Gu family’s ten prodigious heirs.

“Zhenxuan should be on his way,” Gu Minghuang speculated, furrowing her brows slightly.

All of them had just arrived from other Dao Realms, preparing to participate in the upcoming hunting conference. Gu Zhenxuan was likely still on the way.

Yet, if not for the sudden emergence of the Divine Son midway, Gu Zhenxuan would undoubtedly have been the team leader this time.

At that moment, a young man with eyes gleaming with true lightning and faint flashes of thunder stepped forward from among the Gu family members and respectfully reported, “Elder, the young master has already gone ahead to the Northern Wastelands Sacred Tomb and asked us not to wait for him.”

This was Gu Lei, a young prodigy with a Thunder Spirit Physique and a devoted follower of Gu Zhenxuan.

Many present recognized him, their hearts stirred at the sight.

The atmosphere became subtly tense.

After all, the family had previously decided that Gu Zhenxuan would lead the team to represent the Gu family.

But now, the Divine Son had taken that role, and Gu Zhenxuan had chosen to go ahead without appearing.

Is this his indirect way of expressing dissatisfaction?

Gu Minghuang and Gu Guangming exchanged a glance, seeing shared helplessness in each other’s eyes.

The elder frowned slightly, his displeasure apparent. But after a moment of contemplation, he shook his head and said, “If that’s the case, then let us proceed.”

“Proceed? What about the Divine Son? We haven’t seen him yet,” Gu Minghuang asked, her curiosity about the mysterious Divine Son evident.

Gu Guangming also perked up, ready to listen intently.

“You will naturally meet the Divine Son at the Northern Wastelands Sacred Tomb,” the elder replied curtly, offering no further explanation.

With that, he flicked his sleeve, and a soft radiance emerged from his robes. A page of brilliant golden parchment appeared, radiating endless light and covered in divine runes as vast as the ocean.

Buzz!

The void before them rippled, forming a gateway to what seemed like another world.

The ancient war chariots and exotic beasts surged forward, blotting out the skies with an overwhelming display of power!

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Northern Wastelands Sacred Tomb!

Located in Beitai Prefecture, near the ancient ruins of Northern Wasteland City, this site was steeped in mystery.

Beitai Prefecture, the dominant force of Beitai State, was founded 800,000 years ago, boasting saints in its lineage during its prime.

Ten years ago, an ancient ice palace emerged from an ancient graveyard 30,000 miles east of Beitai Prefecture. The ice palace floated in the air for nine days without descending.

With a history of over a million years, the ice palace froze an area of ten thousand miles around it, its coldness causing snow in the peak of summer.

The icy chill penetrated souls, deterring even powerful cultivators from approaching rashly. Amid the falling snow, ethereal immortal music played for nine days, summoning six million ghosts and hinting at the emergence of a sacred treasure.

Countless powerhouses ventured in but met their demise within.

This was a saint’s tomb, housing the remains of a saint, earning it the name Northern Wastelands Sacred Tomb.

“These days, Northern Wasteland City has been restless. I keep seeing strong cultivators flying across the sky, and disciples of major factions arriving one after another.”

“News has spread recently about the appearance of undying material in the Northern Wastelands Sacred Tomb. Corrupted beasts have also been seen nearby, losing their spirituality and descending into mindless slaughter.”

“Hiss! Undead material? That’s terrifying! They say even a trace can erase a person’s soul and spirit. Not even saints are safe!”

Suddenly, a roar echoed through the heavens and earth.

“Roar…”

In the distance, nine immense azure dragons, their bodies stretching across the sky like mountain ranges, arrived in an instant.

Behind the dragons was a white jade chariot racing through the void, driven by a young man who looked like a demon god exuding a primal and ancient aura.

The chariot bore the character ‘Gu’, causing many cultivators to pale.

“The Immortal Gu Family!”