Talk About Bragging, How Do You Really Have The Qualifications Of The Great Emperor?

Chapter 270: The Changing Situation in Cangyuan! A Visitor from the Heavens! (4100 words)

Time seemed to stand still in the mountains.

Seasons came and went.

Spirit Turtle Peak welcomed its first snowfall of the year.

The tomb on the back mountain was no longer new, with grass growing over a dozen feet tall, resembling a small hill.

Ji Zidian arrived carrying a food box and, seemingly accustomed to the sight of the tomb, unleashed a burst of lightning with a wave of her hand, igniting the wild grass, which quickly burned to ashes.

Not far away, there was a thatched cottage.

Luo Binglan walked out and glanced at Ji Zidian, saying, "You've cleaned it up now, but it will grow back in less than half an hour. Aren't you tired?"

Ji Zidian giggled and obediently replied, "It's not too bad, just something I do on the side!"

They both knew that Wang Xiu's Azure Emperor's Longevity Sutra was operating on its own, giving rise to vigorous vitality. Even a slight hint of this vitality seeping into the soil was enough to make the surrounding vegetation grow wildly.

Ji Zidian came almost every day, cleaning up the tomb each time.

After finishing, she sat on the tombstone, took out food and wine from the food box, and placed them in front of the stele, murmuring, "Senior Brother, today is a festival. You can't eat anything down there, are you craving it? Look at what I brought for you."

A twitch appeared at the corner of Luo Binglan's mouth.

She knew very well that even if Ji Zidian opened the wine and poured it in front of Wang Xiu's stele, Wang Xiu wouldn't be able to drink it.

She had said it more than once, and Ji Zidian herself knew it too, but she still did it every time she came. Over time... Luo Binglan didn't say anything.

Luo Binglan turned around and disappeared at the edge of the cliff, leaving some space.

Ji Zidian began to whisper to Wang Xiu, but it was all trivial matters.

For example, which concubine her father had quarreled with again?

What was the reason this time?

How many times had it happened before because of this?

Nothing special!

She just wanted to talk to Wang Xiu.

"Senior Brother!"

She suddenly stopped, propping her chin with both hands, blinking her lively big eyes, and earnestly said, "Time passes so slowly! It's only been less than half a year, but I feel like you've been sleeping here for a hundred years!"

Buzz!

A burst of radiance suddenly flashed before Ji Zidian's eyes.

It was extremely fast, as if an illusion!

Ji Zidian rubbed her eyes and looked again, but there was no trace of the radiance.

It seemed to be an illusion indeed.

Pouting, Ji Zidian sat for a while longer before getting up and leaving.

...

Silence returned to this place.

No one noticed.

At the moment when Ji Zidian turned to leave, a dazzling radiance emanated from beneath the tomb.

Vibrant vitality, like the most beautiful ancient jade.

Inside the jade coffin.

It wasn't pitch black here; instead, it was filled with flowing colors, incredibly sacred and brilliant.

Wang Xiu's figure had disappeared, enveloped by countless rays of light, like a huge cocoon.

Only in the fleeting moment of the flowing radiance could one vaguely see his face.

At this moment, he no longer had any weakness or paleness.

On the contrary, his vitality was abundant, his complexion rosy, like warm jade, radiating a rosy glow.

His entire body was filled with intricate and profound mysterious runes, exuding an indescribable Dao Rhyme, like an Azure Lotus about to bloom in chaos.

His injuries had almost completely healed.

Even the injuries to his origin had been fully restored.

Although his depleted lifespan had not been completely replenished, it didn't have much impact.

If he wanted to, he could stand up right now.

The effectiveness of the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sutra far exceeded his expectations.

The reason he has not yet left the coffin is because Wang Xiu is currently enjoying a great opportunity.

The Azure Lotus Heaven Mending Technique.

It is a supreme secret technique in the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sutra.

It can allow practitioners who have a deficiency in their origin, innate abilities, or have suffered heavy injuries to be reborn in Nirvana. Not only will their injuries be healed, but they will also surpass their past selves.

Previously, Wang Xiu never had the opportunity to be injured.

Naturally, he also never had the chance to try it.

Now, after finally suffering a serious injury, meeting the requirements of this secret technique, would Wang Xiu waste it?

Wouldn't that be a great loss?

So, Wang Xiu decisively made up his mind. He wants Nirvana!

...

At this moment, vitality fills his body, with endless Mysterious Light and runes enveloping every corner of his body.

He hears his heart beating like a war drum.

He hears his blood rushing like a great river.

He feels as if there are stars rotating within his body, one after another.

A majestic power is slowly awakening within his body.

Suddenly.

A strand of disharmonious light appears in this space.

That light is very weak.

But it carries an indescribable powerful aura, as if it is the voice of the master of the ancient world from a distant era.

"That is... a dragon scale?"

Wang Xiu is slightly surprised. The source of that light is the ancient dragon scale on his chest.

At this moment, as if influenced by that boundless vitality, it also awakens.

Radiating colorful brilliance, ancient and powerful aura.

"Could it be that the old dragon is still alive?"

Wang Xiu is startled in his heart.

That ancient dragon is definitely powerful, as if it does not belong to this era. Even though it has been dead for countless years, it still possesses an immortal divine might.

That ancient dragon scale, he hasn't fully understood it, but it has saved his life several times.

Even the pressure of an Earth Immortal powerhouse can be instantly resolved, it is definitely extraordinary!

If a single dragon scale is already like this, how terrifying would it be if it truly revived?

But soon, he comes to his senses and stops scaring himself.

That dragon has long been dead, not even a trace of its soul remains.

It is its corpse that, born with consciousness in endless years, autonomously gave birth to a remnant spirit, but before it could grow, it was wiped out by Wang Xiu using the Underworld Emperor's Prison Suppression Scripture.

Wang Xiu believes in the Underworld Emperor's Prison Suppression Scripture!

If that old dragon really had the possibility of a resurgence, even if he couldn't handle it, he wouldn't have no sense of it at all.

He calms down and condenses a strand of divine soul into the ancient scale.

He has tried this before, but all he saw was darkness, nothingness.

But this time is different.

The runes inside seem to come alive, forming one vortex after another, extremely complex, as if containing some kind of Great Dao principle.

Those vortices constantly change, like a gateway, situated in the boundless chaos.

Vaguely, it seems that a calling voice is coming from the other side of the gateway.

Wang Xiu is slightly surprised, "This dragon scale... seems to be the key connecting to a mysterious space!"

He explores again, wanting to know more information, but the vortex is unfathomable, hazy, difficult to probe further.

He can only faintly see a sky-obscuring dragon shadow.

Surrounded by endless stars.

Each large star is a world, but they are not as vast as the dragon scale on its body.

Those stars gather to form a galaxy, revolving around the dragon shadow, reaching an extreme level of mystery.

But this scene only lasts for a moment, and soon becomes blurry and disappears.

Darkness returned before his eyes.

The dragon scales no longer emitted light, as if the previous calls had exhausted all their energy.

Wang Xiu muttered to himself, "I can feel that the summoning is very weak, as if it came from across an endless void... Is it because it's too far away?"

He kept this question in his heart, determined to explore its secrets in the future.

Then he refocused his attention and concentrated on his own transformation.

...

Meanwhile.

East Sea, on the ruins of Sea Demon Island.

An ancient magic pattern suddenly flashed with light.

The sea water parted.

Several deep-sea giant fish silently arrived here, slowly opening their mouths and each spitting out a drop of dark purple-black blood.

If there were righteous cultivators here,

They would surely be shocked.

That blood was tainted with astonishing demonic nature.

Buzz!

Several drops of blood flew out, and those deep-sea giant fish instantly withered, turning into piles of bones in the blink of an eye.

The blood collided in the void, faintly forming a blurry figure.

"Three Purities... Wang Xiu... I remember you!"

A burst of radiance flashed, and this place became empty as if nothing had happened.

...

Abyss, Demon World.

The fifteenth level of the abyss.

The Kingdom of Calamity, an ancient and enduring demonic nation, with countless living beings and terrifying strength.

The bloodline of the Heavenly Demon of Calamity, the source of their power lies in the world's calamities.

The more severe the calamities caused and the more living beings died tragically, the more terrifying power they obtained.

According to ancient legends,

There was once a pure-blooded Heavenly Demon of Calamity who, in order to enhance his own power, turned several worlds into demonic lands, but did not kill everyone. Instead, through various means, he bestowed natural disasters and human calamities, tormenting them for thousands of years.

In the end, his own power reached its peak.

Causing all demons to tremble in fear.

However, this terrifying demonic nation has now been destroyed.

Bloodshed fills this place.

Everywhere, there are screams and roars, countless massive buildings collapsing, turning into rubble and splintered wood flying everywhere.

One after another, Demon Race beings are being slaughtered.

Enchanting witches are being violated.

Bodies are scattered everywhere.

The capital of the demonic nation, once magnificent and even the Demon Emperor dared not enter, has now become a ruin.

On top of the highest building.

A figure is pierced through by chains, covered in bloodstains, bound in the void. Blood splatters, shaking the boundless space, thunder and lightning flash in the sky, extremely terrifying.

The aura of this figure is so powerful.

Even the Demon Emperor is far inferior.

Even though he is heavily injured, completely bound, and his power is less than one percent, it is still enough to make the powerful Demon Emperor tremble in fear, not daring to look up.

This is a Supreme.

Comparable to a Quasi-Emperor of the human race, a Supreme of the Demon Race.

Also the ruler of the Kingdom of Calamity.

This Supreme of the unparalleled demonic nation has now become a prisoner, extremely miserable.

"The Kingdom of Calamity, which draws power from calamity, has ultimately fallen in calamity. Do you think... this is a kind of irony?"

In front of him.

A man in a purple robe spoke calmly, his voice gentle, like a poet.

But in the eyes of all the Demon Race powerhouses around him, there was only fear and horror.

They couldn't forget how this seemingly weak man had just suppressed the mighty calamity of Supreme with a single hand!

The ferocity was chilling.

Beside the man in purple robes was a young man who looked seventeen or eighteen years old. His brows and eyes were cold, and his skin was unnaturally pale, like a legendary vampire.

He looked indifferently at the dying Supreme calamity and said, "Calamity is the norm of the world, and no one can avoid it, not even the Heavenly Demon calamity itself!"

The man in purple robes nodded in satisfaction as he listened to these words.

The young man said, "Where are we going next? The Destruction Demon Country?"

The man in purple robes smiled and shook his head. "No, the Northern Dipper Star Domain!"

The young man glanced at him, excitement gleaming in his icy pupils. "You finally agreed to let me cross the Chaotic Sea!"

The man in purple robes said, "We won't go through the Chaotic Sea. There's another way."

The young man furrowed his brows. "Do you want me to smuggle across?"

The man in purple robes smiled. "As long as we can get there, the method doesn't matter."

The young man snorted and said, "Human Sovereign has been dead for eighty thousand years. I don't even know what you're afraid of."

There was obvious disrespect in his words, but the man in purple robes seemed unconcerned and said with a deep gaze, "Only eighty thousand years. Who dares to say... that he must be dead?"

The young man fell silent.

The man in purple robes chuckled and patted his head, saying, "Don't worry, this time I'll let you go without being low-key... Eat whatever you want? Kill whoever you want? I only have one requirement: don't lose. Can you do it?"

The young man's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly. "Of course!"

The man in purple robes said, "Don't be too full of yourself. The ancient clans of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are not weak, even the seemingly weakest Human race had the existence of Human Sovereign back then! There are many ancient emperor inheritances there... and many emperor princesses, Divine Children!"

The young man sneered, full of confidence. "Emperor princesses, Divine Children? I'll eat them all in one bite! It's almost time for the young Great Emperor to arrive!"

This statement was quite arrogant.

But the man in purple robes didn't find it inappropriate. Instead, he laughed heartily and looked at the young man with admiration in his eyes. "Good, worthy of being the imperial child I devoured. Only with such ambition can you truly become a Demon Emperor!"

...

Time flew by, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

With no threat from the Demon Race, the Ashen Essence World recuperated and entered a period of peace... but also rapid development.

Especially for the Three Purities Immortal Gate.

In the battle in the Eastern Sea, Wang Xiu became the role model for all the younger generation.

Countless young geniuses came to admire and wanted to join the Three Purities Immortal Gate.

There were also many descendants of ancient families who wanted to establish connections and were willing to spend more effort to let their offspring enter a better place for cultivation.

Although it was not yet time to officially accept disciples, the letters received daily on Dragon Head Peak were like snowflakes, constantly flowing in.

Various letters of recommendation.

Each disciple recommended in the letters was exceptional, making it difficult to choose.

Zhuo Canglang was not rigid either. Taking advantage of this time, he directly accepted a wave of disciples to increase the foundation.

The Three Purities Immortal Gate became lively.

However, Luo Binglan was unhappy because almost all of these disciples came for Wang Xiu, wanting to join the Divination Lineage.

How could the Divination Lineage accept so many people?

Especially now that she was the only one who could be a master, if she accepted all of them, wouldn't she be exhausted?

So she pestered Zhuo Canglang every day, asking him to arrange for these people to leave.

Zhuo Canglang was both pained and happy.

Just when everyone thought that the Three Purities Immortal Gate was about to flourish.

On this day.

Suddenly, a few unexpected guests arrived.

...

"Is this the most powerful force in the Ashen Essence World?"

Above the sky, an extremely luxurious and precious phoenix carriage hovered above the Three Purities Immortal Gate.

The pearl curtain lifted slightly.

A pair of indifferent eyes looked down at the various peaks of the Three Purities through the layers of formations and said, "It looks quite ordinary!"

Beside the carriage, a tall figure radiating golden divine light respectfully said, "Reporting to Young Master, the glory of the Three Purities is a thing of the past, it was indeed not weak a thousand years ago... Now, it might not be too bad, but I'm afraid there won't be many people who meet your requirements!"

"Never mind!"

The curtain fell, and the voice inside was lazy and indifferent. "Issue the decree to descend!"

(End of this chapter)