Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The Ten Emperors besieged and killed the Ancestor of True Martial in a bloody battle.

To face ten half-step Heavenly Emperors of the same realm is a situation of utter despair.

Not to mention half-step Heavenly Emperors, but anyone who can cultivate to the Emperor Realm is a peerless genius, each a protagonist of a great era in the heavens.

Who would be much stronger or weaker than the other?

Perhaps there are differences in strength between different Emperors, but it is definitely not as large as the gap between realms below the Emperor Realm.

"I sensed the aura of darkness within the Coffin Universe. Were the ten half-step Heavenly Emperors who besieged him from the Dark Universe?"

"Some were, some were not."

The Vermilion Bird indicated that in addition to the half-step Heavenly Emperors from the Dark Universe, there were also powerful figures from other universes.

Those were cultivators from the Bright Universe, but at some point, they completely submitted to darkness. All the powerful figures who emerged later were mainly from the Dark Universe, working for the Supreme Darkness.

"Young Master, come here."

The Vermilion Bird pulled him to the stone coffin and pointed inside.

In that vast void, at an unknown distance, beside the feet of that giant corpse, the scene rapidly zoomed in, gradually becoming clear.

There were many fragments floating in the cold, desolate universe. From the shapes of those fragments, it could be seen that they were remnants formed after the disintegration of warships.

One could still see broken masts and shattered decks.

Skeletal remains floated among the fragments, having died for an unknown number of years.

The scene looked somewhat desolate.

Jun Wuxie's gaze suddenly froze on a very large fragment of the ship's hull, where he saw three prehistoric characters, which were Immortal Ancient script.

Dark Hunt!

These three words caused a great shock in his mind.

Dark Hunt, the Dark Hunt ship that shuttled through the river of time and space, escorting the growth of the heavenly pride of future generations!

It was a warship built by the powerful ancestors of ancient times, traveling through ancient and modern time and space, specifically hunting down the Supreme Darkness powerhouses hiding in the river of time and space, destroying the hopes of the future.

Yin Lan had once boarded the Dark Hunt ship and awakened the Dao Fruit on it, enhancing her talent and growth potential.

From Yin Lan's words, he learned that many people on the Dark Hunt ship had actually died long ago, but their belief in guarding remained undiminished. That undiminished belief supported them, enabling them to continue performing their pre-mortem tasks, still guarding the heavens.

Unexpectedly, he actually saw the disintegrated Dark Hunt ship in this Coffin Universe. The ancient heroic souls on the Dark Hunt ship had ultimately turned into cold corpses, even their last obsessions having been obliterated.

This disintegrated Dark Hunt ship should not be the same Dark Hunt ship that Yin Lan saw in the lower realm's secret land.

The time of this warship's disintegration was unknown, perhaps countless epochs ago.

"Aunt You traced back some of the truths of that year. In that era, the Supreme Darkness powerhouses and the Emperor Realm powerhouses of their affiliated universes learned about the Dark Hunt ship and traveled through the river of time and space, constantly searching for and destroying Dark Hunt ships…"

Jun Wuxie listened quietly. The Ancestor of True Martial, in order to protect the Dark Hunt ship, single-handedly entered the river of time and space, killing many enemies, and later encountered the siege.

His True Martial Sword Dao and Eight-Nine Arcane Art were extremely powerful and possessed vast supernatural powers.

In that tragic battle, he forcibly exhausted all his opponents with the seventy-two lives of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.

It was a pity that he himself suffered too much damage. His origin was completely shattered in the battle, and his Dao Fruit collapsed.

In the end, he used all his power to melt and destroy the enemies' Emperor bodies, thus exhausting his life's essence and reaching the end of his rope.

Before his death, he forcibly brought those universes that had submitted to the Supreme Darkness into his palm, returned to his homeland, returned to the Saint Spirit Realm Universe of the Upper Realm, Canglan Ancient Star, Qingzhou.

This was his original hometown, the place where he was born.

He sealed those universes in the coffin, and also buried his physical body in those universes, leaving behind his inheritance methods, the True Martial Sword Manual and the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, as well as the half-step Heavenly Emperor artifact—the Eight-Nine Arcane Hall!

…

Jun Wuxie listened to these things, feeling endlessly sentimental.

Those things that happened countless years ago were truly dark and despairing.

In a great era, among the Bright Universes that had not submitted to darkness, not a single person could fight alongside the Ancestor of True Martial; otherwise, he would not have perished together with the enemy.

Judging from this, besides the founder of True Martial Peak, there were others in this river of time who had obtained the True Martial inheritance.

Because the True Martial Blood Pill could not have been left behind by the Ancestor of True Martial.

If a half-step Heavenly Emperor were to leave behind pills, what grade would they be? Unless there was a Heavenly Emperor's help, who below the Emperor Realm would dare to refine them, who could withstand the medicinal energy?

The True Martial Blood Pill could only have been left behind by someone who later obtained the True Martial inheritance.

The person who left the pill must have had a much higher realm than the founder of True Martial Peak; otherwise, they would not have been able to refine a pill with the effects of the True Martial Blood Pill.

"Where is the Eight-Nine Arcane Art?" Jun Wuxie looked at the murals hanging on the hall wall and said, "Could those murals be the cultivation method of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art?"

"Yes."

The Vermilion Bird explained, "The Eight-Nine Arcane Art is an extreme Dao transformation method created by the Ancestor of True Martial, possessing seventy-two types of transformations. Those who cultivate this method possess seventy-two lives in the transformations. Each death will be replaced by a transformation of one of the Arcane Arts."

"But there is one point: these seventy-two lives only have an effect in the transformations. If one is killed in the true form, it is invalid. The so-called seventy-two types of transformations are not just seventy-two transformations, but seventy-two categories of transformations."

"For example, the mountains and rivers category can be transformed into any form of mountains, rocks, gravel, streams, rivers, and lakes. With a certain level of cultivation, one can even transform into any grain of dust, any drop of water. The ancient beast category can be transformed into the appearance of any beast, and the ancient bird category is the same."

"The sentient beings category means that you can transform into anyone. The myriad things category is a sublimation of the transformations practiced before, meaning that you can transform into any form and appearance you can imagine. The transformations of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art are so subtle that even the pupils of powerful ancient bloodlines can hardly see through them. Even if you are only a beginner, your transformations are extremely difficult to see through."

"In that case, wouldn't the transformations possessed by the Eight-Nine Arcane Art be infinite?"

Jun Wuxie was stunned. This method subverted imagination, truly taking the Dao of Transformation to the limit.

Cultivating this method allows one to transform into all things, whether it is a person or a creature, or mountains and rivers, sun, moon, and stars. At certain heights of cultivation, one can even transform into the Yin and Yang of the universe, merging with the universe.

"Yes, so Aunt You told you a long time ago to find some time to study the Eight-Nine Arcane Hall, but you have always been very busy, and it was not until today that you awakened it. Now that the ancient tomb is open, you cannot wait outside for too long. It is impossible to cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Art now. This method requires time and can only be done slowly."

Speaking of this, a mysterious light lit up in the Vermilion Bird's golden eyes, "Young Master, close your eyes and relax. In order for future generations to inherit his legacy, the Ancestor of True Martial deliberately left his insights and his special state of mind when he created the method in these murals."

"Now, Aunt You will transfer these insights into your sea of consciousness, and you can slowly absorb and digest them in the future. At the same time, Aunt You will let you experience his state of mind when he created the method, allowing you to feel it as if you were there in person. Aunt You will also deduce and analyze this method forward, all the way back to the origin point of creation, so that you can better understand the core transformation of this method…"

Hearing the Vermilion Bird say this, Jun Wuxie felt great.

Having a top-tier Heavenly Emperor powerhouse help analyze and interpret the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, and also being able to enter the special state of mind when the Ancestor of True Martial created the method, such an opportunity is something that cultivators in the world would crave even if they begged for it.

He immediately concentrated his mind, relaxed his whole body, but his spirit was very focused, waiting quietly.

Soon, a large amount of information poured into his mind, including cultivation methods and insights.

This cultivation method not only had words but also pictures containing extremely deep Dao realms.

For Jun Wuxie, this was too profound and complex, simply like reading a heavenly book, completely incomprehensible.

But at this time, he suddenly felt as if he had come to a strange space. In this space, he saw many ever-changing shadows, each shadow explaining the Dao of Transformation in detail through actions.

At the same time, Aunt You's interpretation and analysis information also poured into his mind, explaining those obscure and profound methods in detail, explaining them in the simplest and most easily understandable way.

Although it was still difficult to comprehend, compared to the original method, it was countless times simpler.

Gradually, a peculiar feeling arose in his heart. He felt that he was being brought into a wonderful and indescribable artistic conception.

Suddenly, he seemed to have grasped some of the most core things about the Dao of Transformation.

But he didn't seem to have grasped it either, a very strange feeling.

However, the feeling in his heart was indeed different. Vaguely, he felt that he seemed to see a blurry figure sitting there comprehending the Dao.

Gradually, a mysterious and unpredictable aura emanated from the blurry figure, and his body began to undergo various transformations.

Each transformation deeply touched his heart, causing a kind of indescribable wonderful feeling to arise in his heart.

As time passed, Jun Wuxie felt that he seemed to have gained some understanding. Some things were not so obscure and profound that they were completely incomprehensible.

"Well, just comprehend it slowly like this. As long as I have time, it shouldn't take too long before I can get started."

He thought this in his heart. He was digesting it bit by bit, and he already understood some things, at least knowing how to start cultivating, unlike before when he had no clue.

Seventy-two murals, all the methods, all the insights and perceptions, and everything that had been analyzed and interpreted by the Vermilion Bird entered his sea of consciousness.

He comprehended in this special artistic conception, like an old monk in meditation.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the Vermilion Bird awakened him.

“Aunt You…” Jun Wuxie woke up, his expression somewhat dazed, still not fully recovered from that state of mind. “How long have I been cultivating?”

“Three days. Considering that the trip to the ancient tomb couldn't be delayed any longer, I woke you up.”

“So fast?”

Jun Wuxie was stunned. He clearly felt like only a moment had passed, but it had already been three days.

“You can cultivate the Eighty-Nine Arcane Art slowly later. Now that you have some understanding of the Eighty-Nine Arcane Art, and you cultivate the True Martial Dao, this Eighty-Nine Arcane Palace has recognized you, and you can fully use it. This palace is a defensive special artifact, it cannot be used for attack, but when you encounter danger, you can hide inside. At the same time, you can control the Eighty-Nine Arcane Palace to change through your thoughts. The seventy-two murals inside also give it seventy-two types of changes.”

“I'll try…”

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but feel excited when he heard this.

This is a Divine Emperor Artifact!

Although he has a Divine Emperor Artifact like the Azure Sky Umbrella, he can't use it. It can only passively display its power on its own.

This Eighty-Nine Arcane Palace is different. It can be controlled by him, which means it can be used for defense at any time.

Thinking of this, a thought flashed through his mind.

There was no change in the palace, only a faint light lit up on a certain mural on the palace wall.

Through the connection with the Eighty-Nine Arcane Palace, he "saw" the ancient palace turn into a towering rock, covered with moss on the surface, making it impossible to tell it was fake.

“This is indeed a good thing!”

With a thought, Jun Wuxie came to the outside of the Eighty-Nine Arcane Palace with the Vermilion Bird.

This is still within the Eternal Life Divine Palace.

It's just that the Eighty-Nine Arcane Palace, at this moment, is not in the form of a bronze ancient palace in front, but a moss-covered rock.

“Since it's a Divine Emperor Artifact, the defense effect should be very strong.”

Jun Wuxie spread out his palm, and the Eighty-Nine Arcane Palace returned to the appearance of the bronze ancient palace, instantly shrinking to the size of an inch, returning to his palm, and being absorbed into his body.

“Aunt You, I'm going out.”

Jun Wuxie bid farewell to the Vermilion Bird, taking a deep look at the second floor of the Town Yu Pagoda before leaving.

It's been a long time since he saw Ye Qingxue. He didn't know what she was doing these days, comprehending the Dao?

Returning to the outside, opening his eyes, he saw the worried eyes of the border city generals and the powerhouses of the Ning Prince's Mansion.

They had been very worried these days.

Clearly, those who went in would ambush at the entrance.

Even if Yue Wuxie and the Princess entered a few days later, it would only reduce the number of people guarding the entrance, and it was impossible for them to all give up the ambush.

The powerhouses from Hanzhou came this time mainly to kill Young Master Yue, and they must have a targeted approach, carrying artifacts to counter the Blood鬃 Lion-Dog Beast King.

“Surname Yue, are you afraid?”

The people from the Wu'an Dynasty guarding outside sneered and mocked.

They naturally hoped that the target could enter earlier and be dealt with sooner.

This time, not only could they kill Yue Wuxie, but also Princess Anning.

Now that Prince Ning is crippled and his cave heaven is shattered, if the surname Yue and Anning also die, not to mention the border city, the entire territory ruled by Prince Ning will fall under the iron hooves of their Wu'an, and the Great Qian River and Mountains will be incorporated into the Wu'an territory!

Jun Wuxie would not pay attention to such words.

“Let's go, follow me into the ancient tomb.”

He got up, looked at the generals and powerhouses of the Ning Prince's Mansion, and said, “After we enter the ancient tomb, you all quickly return to the city and stick to your posts.”

“Yes, Young Master Yue. You and the Princess must take care!”

They knew that they couldn't help with anything. Once Yue Wuxie and the Princess entered the ancient tomb, there would be no point in them staying here.

Jun Wuxie nodded, no longer speaking, and stepped down from the mountain peak, Xu Yan'ning and Anning closely followed on the left and right, and together they landed in front of the opened gate of the ancient tomb.

“Come in.”

Jun Wuxie waved his sleeve, using the Universe in the Sleeve technique, and instantly sucked Xu Yan'ning and Anning into it.

Although his Universe in the Sleeve is a killing divine ability, it can be controlled at will, and Xu Yan'ning and Anning would naturally not be strangled.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he stepped into the slowly rotating spatial vortex.

At the moment of entering the vortex, a layer of mysterious enchantment appeared on his body surface.

This is the World Domain, invincible defense, ensuring safety.

Passing through the spatial vortex was only a momentary matter.

He walked out of the vortex and saw a dim corridor, and an indescribable gloomy aura came head-on.

Almost at the same time, a formation diagram appeared in the sky above, fiercely suppressing down.

Behind him, in front of the space channel, a secret technique talisman appeared, blocking the retreat.

Rumble!

The formation diagram was fierce and unparalleled, like a great mountain suppressing down, causing the space to be slightly distorted, with amazing power.

With a loud bang, the enchantment on Jun Wuxie's body surface rippled slightly, and instantly shook the formation diagram away, hitting the bluestone ceiling of the corridor, shattering into pieces.

“Surname Yue, your life is mine!”

Directly in front, behind the pillars of the corridor wall, a powerhouse from the Haihe Clan suddenly rushed out.

At the moment of rushing, the hand he stretched forward turned into a huge crab claw in the dazzling light, and fiercely clamped towards Jun Wuxie.

The crab claw is the most powerful weapon of the Xie family of the Haihe Clan. The claw has terrifying power, trying to break through Jun Wuxie's domain enchantment.

“It seems that I miscalculated…”

Jun Wuxie sighed as he looked at the attacking giant crab claw.

The powerhouse from the Xie family of the Haihe Clan and the powerhouses from Hanzhou who shot from both sides all showed sneers on their faces.

They thought that the kid surnamed Yue was lamenting his miserable fate.

Rumble!

The crab claw clamped on the domain enchantment, bursting out with the sound of energy roaring.

The crab claw used force frantically, but the enchantment remained motionless. Instead, the claw made a slight cracking sound, shocking the powerhouse of the Xie family of the Haihe Clan to quickly retract the claw.

“Knowing that the entrance is such an environment, I should have followed you in at that time.”

Jun Wuxie really didn't expect that the entrance area of the ancient tomb would actually be a corridor with extremely limited space.

Although this corridor is considered wide, with a width of more than a hundred meters, such a space is enough for cultivators of their level to cover the entire area with a wave of their hands once a battle begins.

So, if he had followed in three days ago, he could have wiped out these opponents in one fell swoop.

However, at that time, for the sake of prudence, he would naturally not have taken the risk of following in.

The ancient tomb is unknown. No one has ever entered it before, and no one knows what it is like inside.

“Your tortoise shell is really hard, but how long can you maintain such defense! I advise you to summon your Blood鬃 Lion-Dog Beast King as soon as possible!”

The powerhouses from Hanzhou sneered again and again. They had already made preparations, and they came here to kill this kid surnamed Yue. They had already estimated his strength and had countermeasures.

“Whether or not there is a Blood鬃 Lion-Dog Beast King, killing you is as easy as pie. A bunch of ignorant things, only three people, who gave you the courage to ambush me here?”

“Just with you, a Holy King?”

They laughed in anger. Although this Yue surnamed has special means and his defense is difficult to break, it must not be sustainable.

Besides, having defense only means temporary self-preservation, not equal to having attack.

Like them, half-step Overlord Saints, not to mention having forbidden artifacts, even if they don't use anything, standing here and letting the other party hit them, it would be difficult to break their defense.

“Shameless boasting. Since you are so confident, then let us see what ability you have to make such wild claims!”

As soon as the words fell, they saw a blue beast, similar to a dog but not a dog, similar to a wolf but not a wolf, with a sharp horn on its forehead, appear next to Yue Wuxie.

“Lanlan, Absolute Slow.”

Jun Wuxie said lightly, and Lanlan instantly opened its mouth and let out a long howl.

A wave of rune law sound waves swept over, not to mention the corridor area here at the entrance, even the corridor dozens of miles deep inside was covered.

The two powerhouses from Hanzhou and the powerhouse from the Xie family of the Haihe Clan were still sneering disdainfully, but in an instant, the smiles on their faces froze, their expressions stiffened, and their eyes showed unbelievable horror.

What's going on?

They tried hard to make a move, but found that no matter which part of their body, it was as heavy as hundreds of millions of pounds, and their movements were as slow as a tortoise!

“You… what did you do to us!”

They felt terrified. They had never encountered such a thing before. They had never even heard of any alien beast in the world possessing such terrifying control divine ability.

But they quickly reacted and sneered, “So you have such a magical ancient beast. Now that you have temporarily controlled us, so what? We are here, you try it and see if you can break our defenses!”

“Hahaha, we will just stand here and let you hit us. Even if you exhaust yourself, you won't be able to break our skin. Frog at the bottom of the well, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth, ants trying to shake a tree, overestimating yourself!”

They all laughed, full of confidence, their eyes full of contempt.