Chapter 912: The First Emperor of Eastern Wanggu

The God-Extinguishing Thorn—few people in today's Eastern Wanggu know of it.

Even in some ancient books, it is very hard to see.

Only those ancient scrolls passed down to this day, or those who are ancient people themselves, can have a certain understanding of these three characters.

It was a sharp weapon specifically created by the Xia Immortals who arrived from the Thick Earth back then, during the war with the former Lord of Eastern Wanggu, the Huangtian God Clan, to target gods.

It had no heaven-shaking might against cultivators, but against gods… it could extinguish the Divine Source!

But due to the mysterious and rare nature of the material, a total of forty-two were created back then.

Every single one was stained with a large amount of divine blood from the Huangtian God Clan; it could be said that gods would change color at the mention of it.

And in the end, in that decisive battle where the Huangtian God Emperor descended, most of these forty-two God-Extinguishing Thorns were shattered, and the remaining ones were all driven into the body of the Huangtian God Emperor.

They became a seal, remaining together with him in the abyss beneath the Eastern Wanggu of that time.

Some people also called that place the Divine Abyss.

Since then, the God-Extinguishing Thorn has vanished from the world, and because the Xia Immortals left one after another, the refining method was also lost.

Until today, on the Jin Gang Sect Ancestor, at this very instant, the might of the God-Extinguishing Thorn actually bloomed upon it.

This was also one of the causes for Prince Ziqing's serious expression.

"A pity, it only possesses a portion of its might."

Prince Prince Ziqing spoke indifferently, gazing toward the direction of the Nanhuang Continent.

"What a Seventh Master!"

"Little brother perished in soul, transcending beyond my time, wanting to sever cause and effect, and you used yourself as a measure, summoning the final breath before my death, stirring the ages, to sever cause and effect."

"But… the cause and effect between me and little brother cannot be severed just like this!"

As he spoke, Prince Prince Ziqing raised his left hand and pressed it suddenly toward the black mist ball formed by Xu Qing's self-detonation.

Under this press, the mist ball roared, and the power of time actually appeared upon it, as if wanting to pull it and sink it into space-time.

At the same time, within the Yanyue Yanyue Xuantian Clan, as Xu Qing's soul self-detonation spread, a drastic change that affected many Yanyue Yanyue Xuantian cultivators was also appearing.

The source of this drastic change came from… Yan Yan Xuanzi, who was preaching to his clansmen.

His body suddenly split apart at that instant, and amidst the spraying of countless fresh blood, Yan Yan Xuanzi couldn't even speak his final sentence before his body roared and directly tore apart.

Flesh collapsed, soul collapsed.

A substitute life.

Only a wisp of a remnant soul, because it had been sent into the divine temple by him earlier, was preserved during this tribulation of substitute life.

Leaving behind the possibility of resurrection in the future.

Similar things also appeared within the Nanhuang Continent.

Within the array formed by hundreds of thousands of Seven Blood Eyes cultivators at the old site of Shi Wushuang City, the huge silver figure that the Seventh Master had pressed his right hand onto the brow of…

also began to tremble violently at this moment.

The mysterious connection of fate and the cycle of life and death caused the ripples brought by Xu Qing's self-detonation to not only erupt on Yan Yan Xuanzi, but also rise on this silver figure at this moment under the interference of time.

Cracks appeared instantly on the silver figure's body. While shocking to the eye, the cracks became more numerous and deeper.

The entire silver figure also showed signs of wanting to collapse.

At the critical moment, the Daoist sounds of the hundreds of thousands of Seven Blood Eyes cultivators around shifted.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, comfort the body and form; disciple's soul and spirit, the five viscera are profound and dark; Azure Dragon and White Tiger, the ranks are numerous and varied; Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise, guard the truth."

As the sound echoed, heaven and earth changed color, wind and clouds surged, the Flame Phoenix in the firmament let out a hiss, shattering all directions, and rain fell from the sky, nourishing the world.

And the Seventh Master was also chanting words, his right hand touching the silver figure's brow pressing down once more, while simultaneously biting the tip of his tongue and spitting out a mouthful of his own Daoist blood.

It fell upon the silver figure, isolating external causes.

Amidst the rumbling, the cracks on the silver figure finally stopped increasing. Although it looked riddled with holes and unable to heal, it did not truly collapse in the end.

As for the Seventh Master, he slowly raised his head at this moment, his voice hoarse, carrying slaughter, emerging grimly.

"I had an agreement with the Xia Immortal Palace back then."

"Since then, I have walked through time, sat and watched life and death, leaving fate to its own marks."

"Therefore, regarding the fall of the Sixth Peak Master, although I was pained, I could only sigh."

"I also faced the rise and fall of the human race with indifference."

"Even when the Empress became a god and the Sword-Wielding fell, it was the same, all because I had no cause and effect with them."

"And you, Prince Ziqing, wanting to restore your kingdom, borrowing the Empress's ritual to substitute the tribulation, sacrificing the God's Remnant Face without loss, I also did not interfere, because all of this had no cause and effect with me."

"Therefore, I did not intervene in the slightest."

"But you should not have schemed against my disciple!"

"My disciples are all my cause and effect. They have kowtowed to me, I have received their letters of repentance and tea, and promised to protect their Dao, so… as long as I am alive for one day, no one can touch them!"

"Prince Ziqing, since you schemed against my disciple and are unwilling to sever the cause and effect like this, then… I will plot against your imperial power!"

"Cause and effect, it doesn't matter if it's not severed! I will just take things to the absolute limit!"

The Seventh Master's expression was grim. He raised his left hand to form seals, changing ten thousand times in just a few breaths, and pointed toward the firmament.

A voice as vast as heavenly thunder, like an imperial decree.

"Half a lifetime ago, there was one named Xu Zi, born in this place, breathing divine breath, the first breath exhaled, today by the Xia command, with Immortals as the guide, summon this breath!"

Before, the Seventh Master used Xia as the command and Immortals as the guide to summon the final breath before Prince Prince Ziqing's previous life died.

And now, he was summoning… the first breath exhaled by the one named Xu Zi after being born in this place!

The moment these words were spoken, all directions roared, great winds whistled, heaven and earth changed color, and endless aura churned over, finally gathering in the Seventh Master's left hand, forming a ball of misty purple Qi.

With a wave of his hand, he pressed it directly onto the chest of the silver figure below.

At the same time, his mouth uttered a rhythmic sound.

"Slash!"

As the word was spoken, the mountains and rivers of Eastern Wanggu roared. One could see that within all the great domains of Eastern Wanggu, many were now flashing with brilliant light. The trend of the mountains and the shape of the rivers seemed to form a huge array map.

This map covered Eastern Wanggu and was now operating rumblingly.

Instantly, in the firmament of the Human Imperial Capital, the sky fell, forming a blade, slashing suddenly toward Prince Prince Ziqing!

Prince Prince Ziqing's entire body shook. The moment he looked up, this blade had already fallen.

If not a True God, one cannot block it!

Because this blade did not slash at life, nor at the soul, but… at the destiny and imperial power of the Prince Ziqing Upper Kingdom that had returned today!

The moment the blade slashed, all living beings who had returned to the Swallowing Heaven Domain felt their hearts shake. The destiny purple dragon of the Prince Ziqing Upper Kingdom actually circled the entire Swallowing Heaven Domain in heaven and earth, letting out a shrill wail.

Its body was directly slashed into two halves!

Also turning into two halves was the seat within the Prince Ziqing Upper Kingdom's palace that represented the Prince Ziqing Upper Emperor!

It split apart rumblingly!

Half of the destiny imperial power was slashed away just like that, falling into the void and surging toward the Nanhuang Continent!

In mid-air over the Human Imperial Capital, Prince Prince Ziqing's face was pale as he slowly looked up.

"What a First Ancient Emperor of Eastern Wanggu. Falling into your layout, it was worth it."

"But your behavior like this also revealed your weakness. You… are old after all. The sky that once belonged to Eastern Wanggu does not belong to you, and the sky that follows will not belong to you either."

"As for little brother, this half of the imperial power is a gift to you, but you must preserve it well. Next time, I will take it away."

Prince Ziqing was silent for a few breaths, his expression actually returning to normal. After speaking indifferently, he withdrew his gaze from the Nanhuang Continent and took one last look at the black mist ball that was about to dissipate completely.

He lifted his footsteps and, with one stride, walked toward the horizon.

Within a few steps, he dissipated, and when he reappeared, it was within the destiny purple dragon in the Swallowing Heaven Domain that had been slashed in half and was wailing.

From within this destiny purple dragon, he reshaped his body, donned imperial robes, and wore an imperial crown.

Amidst the kowtowing of the countless returned commoners of the Prince Ziqing Upper Kingdom, amidst the kowtowing of the crowd of ministers in the palace, and amidst the fanaticism of all the Candle-Illuminated, Prince Prince Ziqing walked toward the palace, toward the split imperial throne.

The moment he sat down there, the songs of praise from the entire Prince Ziqing Upper Kingdom rose to the heavens.

"Congratulations to my Emperor, for ascending to the Upper Kingdom!"

And amidst the boundlessness of this sound, the God's Remnant Face in the firmament opened its eyes toward the Swallowing Heaven Domain.

In its gaze, the Swallowing Heaven Domain roared, all living beings transformed, strange substances surged, and divine breath was endless.

A statue of the Remnant Face stood up in the square outside the palace.

This was the only one in the entire Eastern Wanggu Continent!

And on Prince Prince Ziqing's body, at this moment, a fluctuation of the Divine Platform appeared.

It erupted rumblingly!

Until… the peak of the Divine Platform!

For a long time, Prince Ziqing chuckled, the past events of this time appearing in his heart.

"Only then will the future be more interesting."

At the same time, on the Nanhuang Continent, within the array formed by hundreds of thousands of Seven Blood Eyes people, the Seventh Master's gaze was vicissitudinous, his aura ancient, as he unfolded the final method of this time.

"Return!"

His words carried an inexplicable sense of ritual, shaking life and death, connecting fate.

In an instant, the countless flesh and blood surrounding the silver figure all rose into the sky, rushing directly toward the silver figure.

These flesh and blood emitted a terrifying aura, transcending beyond the world, not within the light of time.

That was… Upper Desolation flesh and blood.

At this moment, they all merged into the silver figure. The entire silver figure roared, gradually shrinking, gradually the silver light became skin, until finally… it became a physical body.

It was exactly the same as Xu Qing's appearance!

But it was more complete, more transparent!

"Disciple, why not awaken yet!"

The Seventh Master's voice, carrying hoarseness, carrying a trace of exhaustion, fell upon all directions, and also fell into Xu Qing's ears.

A few breaths later, Xu Qing opened his eyes.

"The Dao is originally void; without scriptures, one cannot understand the Dao. The Dao is in the scriptures; without a master, one cannot obtain its principles."

"The Profound Dark Ancient Emperor created great achievements, so my human race needs ten kowtows."

"Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow carries everything, so my human race needs three kowtows."

"But the Ancient Emperor is high above and has never shown you grace. The living beings of heaven and earth are in a bitter sea and have never saved you."

"Only the master goes through heaven and earth, graces you in this life, saves you in the next, exhausts all efforts to walk the Great Dao together, so you need nine kowtows!"

……

The Empress becoming a god, the return of the Upper Kingdom, and the various actions of the Seventh Master—this large segment of the plot was truly difficult to write.

During this period, I adjusted my train of thought several times, finally finishing this major plot.

For the following plot, I need to deliberate even more carefully. I need three days to perfect it, only then can I put pen to paper. ===== CHAPTER 913 =====