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Chapter 347 - Chapter 347 The cause and effect of the ghost-faced female burial emperor, the holy body and the domineering body, and the decision of fate!

As is well known, each of the Burial Earth Ten Regions in the Eternal Burial Ground has a Regional Lord.

For example, the Yinming Region's Burial Emperor belongs to the Fallen Feather Clan.

The Shura Region's Lord is the Country Lord of the Shura Demon Country.

And the Netherworld Region's Lord is the Netherworld Burial Emperor of the Netherworld Palace.

But among these ten regions, there is one that is extremely special.

That is the Senluo Region.

The Regional Lords of the other regions are all rulers of Immortal Forces.

However, the Regional Lord of the Senluo Region is a solitary figure, without any force.

Most importantly, the Regional Lord of the Senluo Region is also a female.

No one knows her true name, and she has never shown her true face to others.

Because she always wears a ghost face mask on her face.

Therefore, the beings of the Burial Earth Ten Regions all call her the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor.

But what makes the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor most praised is her strength.

Long ago, the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor was already the ruler of the Senluo Region, and no one had ever been able to threaten her position.

There were also other Burial Emperors who tried to challenge the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor, but they all ended up dying tragically.

Therefore, some busybodies ranked the Regional Lords of the Ten Regions, and the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor undoubtedly held the first position.

Even the Netherworld Burial Emperor of the Netherworld Palace could only rank second.

From this, one can see the prestige and status the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor holds in the Eternal Burial Ground.

At this moment, inside a dark palace in the Senluo Region.

Upon a bone throne, the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor sat.

She wore a black dress, enveloping her slender and proud jade-like body.

Her skin and bones were like snow, glowing with a soft light.

Her long, dark hair cascaded freely, adding a touch of mysterious and languid charm to the Female Burial Emperor.

Although she wore a ghost face mask, judging solely by her figure, she must be a woman of unparalleled elegance and beauty, capable of captivating nations.

In the beauty rankings compiled by some busybodies in the Eternal Burial Ground.

The Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor was the only one who didn't show her face, yet her temperament alone was enough to mesmerize all beings.

Even Langhuan, whose beauty was renowned throughout the world, could only rank after the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor, taking the second position.

At this moment, the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor tapped the armrest of the throne with her jade-like finger, her mind seemingly caught in a faint ripple of emotion.

This was incredible for the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor.

Since she awakened consciousness, she had always been alone.

She had never felt lonely; she had always been a high and mighty Female Burial Emperor, coldly looking down upon all beings.

Only occasionally, in some fragmented memories.

Some scenes would flash by like a revolving lantern.

For instance, the back of a Young man in white would appear, holding the hand of a little girl.

That little girl held a ghost face mask that seemed to be both crying and laughing.

"Whose Karma is this, is it mine?" the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor murmured to herself.

Her voice was soft with a hint of a faint huskiness, making it magnetic.

"Why do I feel so uneasy lately, is something about to happen?" the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor said, somewhat dazed.

She slowly raised her jade-like hand, a sachet resting on her palm.

If Jun Xiaoyao were here, he would surely be surprised to find.

The sachet in the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor's hand was identical to the sachet he obtained in the Lower Realm.

And that sachet came from a Ghost-Masked Woman's token on the Heroic Spirit Altar.

"Other Shore Flower blooms in seven colors, falling after a thousand years to achieve Immortal Ascension. Has my portion of Karma arrived? If so, then the only person it could be is the Jun Family Prodigy who has recently stirred up endless storms."

The Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor's gaze beneath her mask was deep and profound.

She naturally knew about the commotion Jun Xiaoyao had caused in the Burial Earth Ten Regions of the Eternal Burial Ground.

"It seems I must go there in person," the Ghost-Masked Female Burial Emperor murmured.

The entire dark palace fell silent.

...

Several days passed.

The day for entering the Burial World also arrived.

Numerous Burial Soil beings set off one after another, preparing to head towards the edge of the Burial World.

Even if they were not qualified to enter, it was good to go and join in the excitement.

Jun Xiaoyao and the others also set off.

With Langhuan arranging the itinerary, Jun Xiaoyao didn't have to worry about anything; he just needed to wait quietly.

The Burial World is the core of the Burial Earth Ten Regions.

It borders the edge of the Burial World in the extreme north of the Netherworld Region.

That rift is precisely located here.

This is a desolate land permeated with Death Qi.

The ground is reddish, not naturally formed, but rather like it was stained red by blood after a great battle.

The skeletons of various unknown creatures are scattered everywhere.

It can be said that ordinary Burial Soil beings, if they do not have enough courage and confidence, dare not come to the Burial World.

And for more than ten years, after the Burial World was sealed, this place became even more sparsely populated.

But today.

This originally desolate and silent area was incredibly lively.

Many Burial Soil forces gathered here.

In the sky, various bone Dragons and skeleton birds pulled chariots.

On the ground, many Burial Soil beings also rushed over, as dense as an ant colony.

They came here not only to witness the excitement of the Burial World.

There was a more important reason, which was for the battle between Jun Xiaoyao and the Netherworld Palace's Ancient Desolate Dao Body.

This battle was very eye-catching.

To some extent, it represented the battle between the strongest Prodigy of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain and the strongest Prodigy of the Burial Earth Ten Regions of the Eternal Burial Ground.

Naturally, it drew much attention.

Rumble!

In the sky, various sounds came, indicating the arrival of the Ten Little Kings.

Long Xiang of the Corpse Dragon Clan, Mo Ling of the Devouring Heaven Demon Python Race, Nine Nether Hound, the Blood Fiend Race Prodigy, and other beings had all arrived.

Their Aura was stronger than before.

Clearly, in this short period, they had all received some kind of enhancement.

Especially the Nine Nether Hound; it had not made a move at the Ten Kings Feast before, so its true strength remained unknown to others.

In addition, forces whose clan Prodigies were killed by Jun Xiaoyao, such as the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan and the Rakshasa Clan, also came.

Their goal, naturally, was to fully prevent Jun Xiaoyao from entering the Burial World.

And at this moment, the ground suddenly shook, and a pitch-black giant crossed the mountains.

"It's the Netherworld Palace's Demonic Puppet! The Netherworld Palace has finally arrived!"

When the pitch-black giant was seen, the entire crowd erupted in exclamations.

The Netherworld Palace is one of the strongest forces in the Eternal Burial Ground, and its leader, the Netherworld Burial Emperor, is also a top-tier expert of the Burial Soil.

And at this moment, a group of people stood on the Demonic Puppet.

The leading figure stood on the head of the Demonic Puppet.

He was a well-built man with bronze-colored muscles covered in cracks, his black hair cascading and fluttering in the wind.

His face was rugged, and within his eyes, scenes of falling stars manifested, giving him an arrogant and domineering Qi, with an undeniable sharpness.

This robust Young man had an astonishing Aura, possessing an invincible Qi that seemed capable of sweeping across the world.

If not Chu Tianba, then who could it be?

"He's finally here, the leader of the Ten Little Kings, the Ancient Desolate Dao Body, Chu Tianba!"

Upon seeing Chu Tianba's arrival, all the Burial Soil beings erupted in excitement.

For no other reason than that Chu Tianba was the Prodigy most likely to defeat Jun Xiaoyao and restore the reputation of the Burial Soil.

"Where is the Jun Family's Holy Body?"

Chu Tianba's gaze swept around, like an eagle surveying its prey, sharp and disdainful!

Seeing Chu Tianba's domineering Aura, the Burial Soil beings present were even more thrilled, their hearts trembling!

The Ancient Desolate Dao Body, forever a god!

And just as the crowd of Burial Soil beings were caught in their self-induced frenzy.

A cold voice, tinged with amusement, suddenly resounded.

"Just a mere crippled body, are you in such a hurry to die?"

As the voice spread, a luxurious flying ship sailed through the air from a distance.

A transcendent figure, like an Immortal in white, stood above the vast sky.

The Holy Body, the Desolate Dao Body!

Fated enemies!

Finally meet!

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