Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The next day, the focus of the entire Western Continent was finally on the Sterr Family, who were about to open their secret grounds. Hundreds of powerful figures were eagerly anticipating the moment, waiting to snatch the treasures.

Ye Ling got up very early, old Steward told him to get up early. When Ye Ling arrived at old Steward's study, the place was already full of strong characters.

However, Ye Ling's arrival still attracted quite a few eyes. After all, over the past couple of days, they had all heard about the brave deeds of this young man from Huaxia to the point where their ears were calloused.

Threatening and cursing at the Pharaoh, beating up the Pope, tearing down half of The Holy See, scaring Emperor Yasi pale, all made Ye Ling the center of this whirlpool.

Old Steward looked at the crowd standing in front of the study and said with a grave expression, "Ladies and gentlemen, I must say one last time, the secret grounds of my Sterr Family are very dangerous."

"Inside, there are many tombs of my Sterr Family ancestors, so you must be sure. If you encounter danger within, you can't hold my Sterr Family responsible."

"Moreover, the tombs of my Sterr Family ancestors must not be disturbed in their peace, you must guarantee this."

After the Sterr Family finished speaking, the other strong characters were all clamoring. These hundreds of figures belonged to more than thirty powerful forces. Some forces not only sent one person but even seven or eight, all vying for the treasures that everyone was excited and salivating over.

"Old Steward! Rest assured, we can all swear to the Divine Spirits that this is our own choice, and we won't hold the Sterr Family responsible," someone promised.

"Yeah, whoever doesn't have enough strength and dies will just have to suck it up. Why all the useless chatter, let's hurry up and go in," another voiced impatiently.

The crowd kept on saying, as old Steward nodded with a heavy face, leading everyone into the study.

The narrow study couldn't accommodate so many people. Old Steward opened a hidden compartment, and a door slowly opened. He went in first, and everyone else hurriedly followed into the passage.
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Ye Ling walked at the front, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, so his expression was cautious, and he was on high alert.

Strong characters capsizing in a gutter were not uncommon, and life's little boat could capsize at any moment.

Everyone, following the dark passage, slowly entered and after walking for more than ten minutes, they arrived in a spacious and separate world.

This world was almost devoid of light, but the strong characters who came here were almost all the elites of the Western Continent, each with Golden Core Cultivation.

Ye Ling even spotted a few inconspicuous but tremendous characters. Hiding among the crowd, these individuals possessed Cultivation comparable to the Pharaoh but kept a very low profile.

Within this world, the surroundings were desolate, with only small mounds scattered around, emitting a terrifying aura of death.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the secret ground of my Sterr Family, and the treasures you seek are at the end of this secret ground. What we need to do now is to break the prohibitions," said old Steward slowly, to which everyone nodded, clearly sensing a terrible force enveloping the surface of this world.

This force prevented any entry and left all present somewhat alarmed.

"The prohibitions set by a true Transcendance Tribulation Stage strong character, and definitely not one at the Early Stage of Transcending Tribulation!" Ye Ling felt this boundlessly terrifying power and couldn't help but be frightened.

He finally understood why he had been feeling a bad premonition all along. He could almost be certain that the strong character who set the prohibitions was not dead.

And this individual must still be hiding in the secret grounds of the Sterr Family, this individual definitely had the strength to threaten him.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling sneered. He now felt that the old Steward was not so reliable after all, perfectly embodying the phrase: "Life is like a breath; it all depends on acting."

However, Ye Ling still did not reveal old Steward's conspiracy; he wanted to see what exactly the old man intended to do.

"Everyone, since we're going to open this prohibition, let's not hold back. Let's join forces and shatter this prohibition,"

Old Steward said with a stern face. Everyone nodded, and Ye Ling quietly stepped back; he wanted to see the trickery in play.

A Golden Core Stage powerhouse couldn't help it and took the initiative. The surging Spiritual Power roared out from within him and slammed fiercely into the invisible prohibition.

Everyone watched the invisible prohibition intently, but when the Golden Core Stage powerhouse's terrifying attack hit, it disappeared without a trace, with absolutely no reaction whatsoever.

"Let's all make our move together! I refuse to believe that a prohibition laid by a dead person can be that powerful,"

a faction leader said coldly. Instantly, all the powerhouses, including the Pharaoh, took action; some exerted their full strength, while others hid their skills, waiting to divide the spoils together.

Ye Ling, however, smiled, his smile cold. Damn it, this time he was sure that there was something fishy about old Steward, and that this so-called secret place was definitely not ordinary.

The so-called prohibition is nothing but three kinds: first is one with terrible attacks, where intruders will suffer intense attacks—this is one kind.

Another is defense, which prevents others from entering and possesses almost invincible defense, yet powerful forces can damage it.

Another is illusion; people can enter, but they will fall into a fantasy, unable to distinguish truth from fiction, reality from dreams, confusing their minds.

Ye Ling had never heard of a prohibition that could absorb attacks before. More importantly, it was not just absorption, but a faint Spiritual Power that was nearly impossible to detect, silently controlling this so-called prohibition.

"Tsk tsk, this old Steward, he truly is an actor, he even fooled me!"

Ye Ling sneered. These fools were releasing their Spiritual Power, but all of it was being devoured by the so-called prohibition, nourishing the powerhouse controlling the Great Formation.

And that powerhouse was clearly someone that even Ye Ling did not dare to provoke rashly—a monster at least in the middle stage of Tribulation Transcending, whom even Ye Ling had to be cautious with.

While others were foolishly attacking the prohibition, old Steward walked up to Ye Ling.

"Ye Ling, why aren't you taking action? Wouldn't it be faster that way?" old Steward said with a smile.

Ye Ling smiled: "Clan Leader Steward, I am your backup, after all. If I use up all my energy now, I won't be able to control myself if something unexpected happens later."

"So I have to give them the illusion that I'm exerting effort, but Clan Leader Steward, my acting is not very good—unlike some people whose acting has deceived everyone, pulled the wool over their eyes. I admire that."

Ye Ling was hitting at a mulberry tree but cursing the locust tree, and of course, old Steward could hear the underlying message. However, his face paused for a moment before returning to normal.

"Ye Ling, you really love to joke," old Steward laughed.

But Ye Ling gave a chilling smile: "It's you who's joking, my dear Clan Leader Steward."

Creak, the atmosphere suddenly became stiff and a bit tense.