Since he claims to be the tomb keeper and is guarding here as a slave, he must not be a god-level powerhouse.
Either he is a descendant of a god-level powerhouse like everyone else in the Baili clan, or he has used other methods to gain a certain amount of god-level bloodline power.
Many speculations emerged from Ye Xiyue's mind, but relying solely on the information obtained so far was not enough to deduce the absolutely correct answer.
But in this way, the situation becomes more troublesome.
——Because the Gravekeeper's style of play means that if they want to defeat him, they must fight back with the power of blood!
This is undoubtedly a huge consumption.
Ye Xiyue quickly glanced at Baili Muqing and saw that his face was ashen and his lips were faintly white.
There is no doubt about his strength. The confrontation with the Tomb Keeper just now was a draw, but the opponent's style of play obviously made him very angry.
——The power of blood is so precious!
If you continue fighting like this, the blood power in your body will continue to be consumed and reduced.
Know that this is irreversible!
Cultivators who have god-level ancestors are born with unique bloodline power, which is more or less different.
But one thing is certain - after birth, throughout life, the power of blood cannot change in any way.
Those with weak bloodline power are slow in cultivation and unable to make rapid progress. Although those with abundant bloodline power are geniuses, once they are depleted, they cannot make up for it.
Baili Muqing never expected that he would be forced to consume the power of blood in his body just after he made one move!
No wonder he looked so ugly, the other party simply wanted to die with them!
At this moment, Ye Xiyue suddenly heard a shattering sound coming from behind.
But it was several other strong men who took action together, taking advantage of the gravekeeper's inability to take care of it, and worked together to break the cage formed by the white mist!
A crack spread quickly.
Everyone's eyes were filled with joy: as long as they broke free from the restraint, they could deal with the tombkeeper together!
However, they soon discovered that things were not as simple as they imagined.
This sound attracted the attention of the tombkeeper!
He "looked" this way, his eyes burning with blood-colored flames were cold and terrifying, and he spoke in a low voice without any emotion.
He seemed to be chanting something, his voice was low and hoarse, and every syllable was so unfamiliar that it was impossible to understand.
However, the surrounding white mist seemed to be inspired by some force and condensed again!
The crack that appeared earlier began to recover at a faster rate!
"how so?"
"What is he talking about?"
"You can still cope with so many people at the same time. Isn't this tombkeeper too strong?!"
There were low voices of discussion, and many people had anxious and nervous looks on their faces.
Others tried to destroy the cage again, but never succeeded.
Suddenly, Ye Xiyue felt some subtle sensation in her heart.
She suddenly raised her head and looked behind the tombkeeper!
Behind him, in the dilapidated palace, something seemed to be calling her!
Tiny murmurs and chaotic vibrations filled the surrounding area, making it a noisy place.
Ye Xiyue held her breath and concentrated, excluding those illnesses, and her heart slowly calmed down.
At this moment, she had an instinctive intuition - she must enter that palace!
Thinking of it, she clenched the Tianwen Sword in her hand and took a step back.
The tomb guard seemed to be aware of it and suddenly looked over!
The intense murderous intent was overwhelming, shrouding Ye Xiyue!
In front of the empty, ancient and dilapidated hall, a red light tore through the sky!