Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 528: The Ancient Star Tomb Appears!

In the profound depths of the Divine Land, within an extremely mysterious and secluded space, a man with a majestic aura sat cross-legged in the chaos-filled void.

"To think... the Supreme God Sovereign would be this formidable, causing me to lose a clone for no reason. Such bad luck!" the mysterious man said.

He fell silent for a few seconds.

"The Ancient Clan’s Supreme Forgetting Emotions Path is indeed formidable. The Supreme God Sovereign has been cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years. Yet, with a cultivation base at the Half-step God King Realm, he could still combat my clone without dying. This battle will probably catch the attention of certain people, and they will see the Supreme God Sovereign in a new light."

"It appears my plan to support Jade Heavenly Venerable must be temporarily postponed."

A hint of anger laced the man’s voice.

He fell silent for a moment, his emotions finally calming.

"Losing a clone does somewhat impact my true body. It seems I will have to go into closed-door cultivation for a period."

After the mysterious man spoke these words, there was no further movement from him.

Throughout the space, boundless Chaotic Qi began to flow, shrouding his figure and making it even more indistinct.

「The Western Buddha Region.」

On the mountain behind the Yoga Master Palace.

After the Yoga Godlord toppled a mountain, causing a huge commotion, countless disciples of the Yoga Master Palace rushed over, tearing through the sky. Seeing their master covered in blood, lying in a pool of her own blood and barely breathing, many of them panicked.

"Master, what happened to you? Who were you battling?" a disciple rushed forward and helped the Yoga Godlord up.

"I..." After the Yoga Godlord strenuously uttered a single word, the corner of her eye caught sight of something in another direction, and a terrified look filled her eyes.

"All of you, go back! This is none of your concern!"

Using all her strength, the Yoga Godlord’s eyes flew wide. She stared at the surrounding disciples and the Elders from her Sect and screamed, her voice heart-wrenching.

"Master..."

"Palace Master..."

Everyone stared blankly at the Yoga Godlord, momentarily unsure of what to do.

"Go, all of you! Return! Without my command, no one is to take a single step outside! Otherwise, you will be punished according to the Sect’s laws for betrayal!" Gathering her breath, the Yoga Godlord bellowed.

SPURT!

After shouting, the Yoga Godlord’s injuries flared, and she violently spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood.

The disciples and Elders all looked at each other in dismay. After several seconds of hesitation, everyone departed.

The Yoga Godlord sat on the ground. She closed the Vajra Mahayana Umbrella and placed it across her lap, her face calm as she awaited her imminent death sentence.

Ye Yun slowly descended from midair and walked over. Looking at the Yoga Godlord, so composed and ready to embrace death, a cold sneer touched Ye Yun’s lips.

"The appearance of the Ancient Star Tomb was something you fabricated, wasn’t it? To lure me to the Yoga Master Palace so you and Nine Soul could join forces to eliminate me. Am I right?" Ye Yun stood before the Yoga Godlord, hands clasped behind his back, and asked coldly.

"Supreme Brother, everything is as you say. Now, I no longer wish to defend myself. This matter concerns me alone; I only wanted to help Nine Soul get his revenge." The Yoga Godlord lifted her small, mournful face, and crystalline tears slid from the corners of her eyes.

"You’re quite something. Your acting along the way was truly impressive; you even managed to deceive me," Ye Yun sneered.

"Supreme Brother, please give me a quick death! Let me bear the burden of all these sins!" The Yoga Godlord looked at Ye Yun, her expression one of bitter pleading.

"What’s so difficult about killing you?" A cold smile touched Ye Yun’s lips.

He was about to end the Yoga Godlord’s life with a palm strike.

Suddenly, loud rumbling sounds echoed.

In the far north of the Western Buddha Region, columns of seven-colored starlight erupted from the horizon. Shaft after shaft of seven-colored starlight pierced the celestial dome. Then, high above in the celestial dome, immense, towering figures suddenly materialized. Even from a great distance, their colossal size was apparent; they were like titans standing between heaven and earth. These figures were not solid entities but illusory projections. They were dressed strangely and held various bizarre treasures, their styles vastly different from the Spirits of the Divine Land.

"What is this?" Ye Yun retracted his hand and looked at the strange celestial phenomenon in the distant sky, his brow furrowing slightly.

"Heavens! The Ancient Star Tomb... it’s actually appeared at this very moment!" The Yoga Godlord turned her head to gaze at the majestic and magnificent vision in the celestial dome, her small, mournful face transforming with shock.

"So this is the Ancient Star Tomb. It seems, Yoga Girl, you weren’t lying after all..." Ye Yun smiled faintly, withdrew his gaze from the sky, and looked at the Yoga Godlord with profound meaning.

"Supreme Brother, my sins are grave, and I cannot escape death. I beg you to spare the innocent disciples of the Yoga Master Palace." Overcome with emotion, the Yoga Godlord suddenly knelt and kowtowed repeatedly.