Chapter 626: Ancient Emperor: I Will Suppress Humanity for a Million Years for My Master

Huoxuan suppressed the immortal qi with his imperial weapon, slowly releasing a wisp to begin refining it.

A wisp of immortal qi entered his body like a spark falling into gunpowder, instantly setting his bloodline ablaze.

The Qilin bloodline was evolving!

Even the ancient emperor body of humanity's peak was growing stronger under the immortal qi's influence, muscles glowing with a soft luminescence, as if about to ascend to immortality.

And his lifespan, nourished by the immortal qi, surged rapidly.

Because he had severed a portion of his own life, his original lifespan had been scarce.

Now, Huoxuan once again felt his lifespan reach ten thousand years.

Gazing at the immortal qi that had still not been absorbed, Huoxuan was stunned.

"No wonder it's immortal qi—just absorbing a bit added so much to my lifespan!"

"If I absorbed it all, my lifespan would far exceed mortal imagination."

Drawing in the immortal qi, Huoxuan felt himself return to his peak state.

In the cosmos, Huoxuan's imperial dao laws responded, as if he had become an emperor once more.

The ancient emperors who had fled into the void sensed Huoxuan's state at once.

"Huoxuan is truly lucky—chosen by Taixuan Daojun, and now back at his peak."

"Hmph. Just a lapdog."

"... If I had such an opportunity, I'd take it too!"

To become immortal, they had even abandoned being human.

They abandoned the moral boundaries they once held as heavenly sovereigns and emperors, transforming from protectors into butchers slaughtering their own kind!

Serving a master—that's nothing, is it?

They would give anything for such an opportunity.

But Zhang Taixuan clearly disliked people like them.

The Qilin ancient emperor had not been purged because he had no prior offenses and dared to emerge.

And what about them?

They dared not even present themselves—some even feared Zhang Taixuan calculating the location of their sanctuaries, forcing them to constantly relocate to avoid being stormed!

Huoxuan paid little attention to external affairs, continuing to absorb the immortal qi until his lifespan surpassed a million years, then finally stopped.

At this point, one-tenth of the immortal qi remained.

Huoxuan gazed at the immortal qi, repressing it once more into his ancient emperor weapon, afraid it might leak away.

"The rest will go to Lin'er and the others."

Though the Taixuan Sect grants each disciple a wisp of immortal qi every hundred years, as a father, he thought further.

He wanted to give his children more love!

Turning and leaving the meditation chamber, he found a massive tower had appeared on the open ground.

His junior and senior disciples had gathered beneath it, gazing curiously, some entering the tower from time to time.

Though the tower emitted no imperial aura, it radiated an inexplicable dao resonance, ethereal and immortal-like.

"This is definitely an immortal weapon," Huoxuan marveled. "Master's methods are truly boundless—far beyond heavenly sovereigns and ancient emperors."

With excitement, Huoxuan approached the tower and quickly understood its mystery.

"So it's a trial ground!"

"But it's useless to me. Of course—I'm already an ancient emperor; I've fought enough battles."

As he thought this, the void glowed bright, and Zhang Taixuan's figure reappeared.

"I pay homage to Master!"

Huoxuan, deeply grateful, bowed quickly, swearing his loyalty.

"Now that I've returned to my peak, I vow to suppress humanity for a million years on your behalf, until the end of my lifespan."

Zhang Taixuan smiled lightly: "Your heart is enough. Still, I believe my name alone is enough to deter enemies from coming near. When Lingxi is absent, the Taixuan Sect will be under your command."

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Taixuan looked toward the other disciples and said: "As for you, you must also cultivate diligently—do not leave the mountain until you enter the Immortal Platform."

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Taixuan nodded in satisfaction, gazed into the void, then suddenly reached out and seized—suddenly, a purple long spear appeared in his hand.

"I have reclaimed my apology gift. Return now. The Ancestor of the Ba Ti Clan will return when the thousand-year term ends."

Among the stars.

The Ba Ti Clan, en route to Beidou, discovered their imperial weapon gone—startled, they were still in shock when a calm voice rang out; they immediately bowed toward the void.

"Thank you, Daojun, for your magnanimity!"

"The Ba Ti Clan will forever be grateful for your great grace!"

After bowing for a while, they heard no further sound.

"Chief, what do we do now?"

"We follow the Daojun's decree and return to our ancestral star. The Daojun has forgiven us—our crisis is temporarily over. But without our Ancestor, future dangers remain. From now on, no one may travel the cosmos without clan permission, lest misfortune strike."

"Chief, wise indeed."

"One more thing: our clan's education must change. Future disciples must be humble and courteous—do not be like our Ancestor, arrogant and unruly, bringing trouble upon the clan. Now we've even lost our imperial weapon."

"Yes."