Xiao Han is no longer unfamiliar with this term. However, Xiao Han still doesn't understand the specific division of the phase realm. In the words of the woman in white, this blue barrier is the sixth level of phase realm. Xiao Han also remembered a person, that is, the Zhongnan Jiuxian I met last time. The barrier emitted by him was also blue, and the Zhongnan Jiuxian also reached the sixth level of phase realm. Xiao Han didn't know what the strength of the sixth level of phase realm was. Judging from the reaction of the woman in white, the sixth level of phase realm seemed to be very high. But Xiao Han couldn't help but ask the woman in white. Her stinky face seemed to be owed millions to her. Forget it, let's understand it slowly by yourself.

Xiao Han remembered that he was trapped here and used the teleportation skills on the teleportation ring, but the teleportation ring did not even react at all.

The woman in white said contemptuously: "It's a dream to just want to break through the sixth level of the phase realm with your broken ring."

Xiao Han's face turned cold. If it weren't for this arrogant woman, he wouldn't have been trapped here. Xiao Han wouldn't bother to pay attention to this woman and explored inside the tomb of clothes. This is the tomb of Huangdi Xuanyuan. Maybe there is no good thing. At worst, he would not lose money by taking the things back.

The dark tunnel was unknown where it led. The woman in white hesitated for a moment and walked down behind Xiao Han. She knew that fighting spirit was useless at this time.

Following the steps down the stairs, the surrounding rock walls were carved with countless murals. It basically tells how primitive humans hunt, how to make tools, and how to cultivate them. Xiao Han saw it with relish. He recalled the murals he saw in the Demon Realm when he first entered the prehistoric world. The two were surprisingly similar. Is there any connection between them?

The woman in white snorted coldly: "What's the best thing about these things?"

Xiao Han was too lazy to pay attention to her and continued to read. The first few murals were almost exactly the same as what Xiao Han saw in the Demon Realm, telling how people live peacefully. But the next few murals were different from those seen in the Demon Realm, telling the war between two tribes. The two tribes fought and the creatures were devastated. Xiao Han suddenly made an amazing discovery. The people on the murals in the Demon Realm all had a black mark on their arms, and the people on the murals here had a red mark on their arms. The tribe with the black mark and the tribe with the red mark fought, and the tribe with the red mark won. However, the leaders of the two tribes died in this battle, and the people of the Red Tribe held a grand funeral for the tribe leaders.

What exactly do these murals want to tell? Is it the battle between Huangdi and Chiyou?

The last mural, a red crescent moon hanging in the sky, illuminating the earth with scarlet red. It looks extremely weird and terrifying.

Xiao Han fell into deep thoughts. It was by no means a coincidence that the murals in these two places were done by someone deliberately or were they left unintentionally?

Xiao Han thought deeply and walked down the stairs. These murals were firmly engraved in his mind. As long as he needed, Xiao Han would call out these murals from his memory at any time.

There is a wide hall below, with a statue standing in the middle, full of bright yellow armor, majestic, with a righteous face, and a golden sword in his hand.

Xiao Han looked at the statue. This was Xuanyuan ancient tomb, so this statue should be Xuanyuan Huangdi. Xiao Han only glanced at the statue of Xuanyuan Huangdi, and his eyes turned elsewhere. However, the woman in white walked towards the statue of Xuanyuan Huangdi, knelt down on the cushion in front of the statue of Xuanyuan Huangdi, and devoutly knelt down to the statue of Xuanyuan Huangdi, doing a seemingly complicated set of actions.

Xiao Han looked at the woman in white in confusion. After seeing her whole set of actions, he was shocked. This was the etiquette of many tribal members in the mural kneeling to Emperor Huang of Xuanyuan. Is she a member of the Xuanyuan clan? Or is she a descendant of Xuanyuan?

Of course, Xiao Han would not express his doubts. He turned around and checked the surrounding environment. There was a passage ahead. It seemed that this was not the deepest part of the tomb.

Will there be anything good in Xuanyuan's tomb? As Emperor Xuanyuan's identity, it seems unreasonable to put some mythical and magical equipment without putting on it. Xiao Han shook his head and put aside the thoughts in his mind. He was really delusional. Even if there is mythical and magical equipment here, he has long been taken away by the ancient demons, so how could he leave it to him?

Xiao Han left the woman and walked inside. The woman in white looked at Xiao Han and stayed there. This place must be a closed space, otherwise the ancient demon would not be assured to lock the two of them here. So the woman in white was not in a hurry to find a way out.

There was only one room inside, and a light shot from the center of the room illuminated the house. Xiao Han looked at the top and saw a night pearl as big as a fist on the roof of the room more than five meters high. There was no other way out except this room. He was completely trapped here.
Chapter completed!