Chapter 163

Qing Shan Lao Yao had seven copper lamps on his head, a thread of candlelight ignited within them, immediately casting a soft halo.

He stepped onto the stairs of the Dao Platform, and the field surged like a mighty flood, pressing toward him.

The candlelight on the wick flickered, the soft halo rippling like water waves, dissipating much of that force.

But the field's power was special, hard to resist with magical treasures; most of it still fell on that person, feeling as if a mountain range smashed down, weighing tens of thousands of jun!

He lifted his foot to climb the steps, but with each step upward, the force on his body suddenly surged, becoming ever more difficult.

"Indeed, not simple."

The terror of the Dao Platform far exceeded Qing Shan Lao Yao's imagination; he had thought that with the Seven-Star Copper Lamps he could barely open the stone coffin, but after only a dozen steps, he felt his skin about to split.

"Crack crack crack!"

The Seven-Star Lamp flickered, a faint sound came, and under everyone's astonished gaze, the supreme treasure refined by a Saint actually began to crack, continually expanding!

"I just don't believe it!"

Qing Shan Lao Yao shouted loudly, his withered skin gaining a sheen, veins bulging like writhing small dragons, exuding a terrifying aura.

He resembled an ancient primordial beast rising, with endless power surging within, shaking the void with a throb, as if it might shatter.

"The older generation of powerhouses is indeed extraordinary."

Everyone was startled, retreating a distance, fearing to be caught in the aftermath.

"Hum!"

Who would have thought, the stone coffin trembled slightly, and instantly a pressure like a sea tilted downward, endless and extraordinarily terrifying, capable of cleaving mountain ranges and grinding them to dust! Crack crack crack…

A crisp sound rang from within Qing Shan Lao Yao's body, the noise of bones being squeezed and shattered.

At the same time, as if a mountain range pressed down, fine scarlet beads of blood seeped from every pore, the piercing pain causing him to pant heavily.

At this moment he had utterly turned into a bloody figure, drenched in blood, his heart filled with astonishment—the terror of the stone coffin far surpassed his imagination.

Boom! The next moment, all the Seven-Star Copper Lamps exploded, a tremendous force slammed over, instantly blasting Qing Shan Lao Yao off the Dao Platform.

"Forget it, it seems the supreme treasure in the coffin has no affinity with me."

After all, having lived many years, Qing Shan Lao Yao took it in stride, gave a light sigh, flicked his sleeve, and proceeded deeper.

"No wonder even the people of the Four Great Dynasties gave up."

Someone said that, even the older generation couldn't open it, what are they?

"What treasure is inside, worth opening?" The big black dog crept up to Yang Zhu's side and asked.

"A Holy Weapon, a gourd."

Now Yang Zhu's grasp of the Wuji Scripture is increasingly terrifying; unfolding his divine eye can rival the Illusory and probe ancient and modern, even more frightening than the Source Heaven Divine Eye.

The origin of the Source Heaven Scripture is mysterious; it is said to be from the hand of the Netherworld Emperor, though he is the creator of the Underworld, ultimately he is on par with a Great Emperor.

Whether a complete Source Heaven Master can compare to a Great Emperor across ages is not yet discussed; moreover, the current version is only a fragment.

The Wuji Great Emperor is the most powerful Great Emperor of antiquity, overlooking the vast cosmos, striking the nine heavens above, probing the nine netherworlds below, invincible in the world.

In his era, even life-restricted zones lay dormant, daring not to oppose him.

He has the confidence and strength to dare say the Wuji Scripture is not inferior to any Great Emperor's ancient canon! Not to mention the Source Heaven Divine Eye cultivated from a fragment, even the complete Source Heaven Scripture, the Wuji Scripture is not lacking in the slightest!

(Wuji Great Emperor: Unconvinced? If not, I'll come through the light gate later and kill you.) "Holy Weapon?" Upon hearing those two words, the Black Emperor's eyes lit up, blazing hot: "Imperial Son, Xiao Hei wants it!"

"What do you call him?" Duan De, who had been pondering how to approach the stone coffin, seemed to faintly hear an "emperor" character, suddenly turned his gaze, his look almost scrutinizing, firmly locking onto the big black dog.

"Er… I, the Emperor, said… said Yang Zhu has the potential of a Great Emperor, he will surely be able to open the stone coffin!"

The Black Emperor realized he had let slip, momentarily at a loss for words, stammering and fabricating an excuse.

"Real or fake? Don't try to fool me."

Duan De tilted his head; actually he hadn't heard clearly, for a moment he couldn't figure it out.

"You dead fatty, could it be you don't think Yang Zhu has the bearing of a Great Emperor?" The big black dog, very sharp, instantly shifted the topic.

Upon hearing that, the Unscrupulous Daoist nodded, then put on a fawning smile: "Brother Yang naturally bears the mark of a Great Emperor; Daoist I have always been good at judging people!"

"You two, stop fooling around; take the gourd and continue deeper."

Yang Zhu glanced at the Black Emperor, said nothing more, stepped toward the Dao Platform, instantly drawing all eyes.

"My goodness, what's this person's origin, such terrifying strength!"

"I… I feel he's stronger than the Central Emperor; when did the Central Province produce such a heaven-chosen prodigy?"

Upon seeing Yang Zhu clearly, everyone was shocked by his demeanor and appearance, and they all praised.

Yang Zhu's black robe fluttered, his handsome features flawless; even a peerless beauty before him would pale.

At the same time, chaotic mist swirled around his body, every movement resonating with the Great Dao, as if he were the sovereign of heaven and earth.

He walked up the steps of the Dao Platform, each stride steeped in Daoist rhythm, like a heavenly drum beating in everyone's hearts, making their pulses throb in sync.

That majesty emanated from the stone coffin, yet when approaching Yang Zhu it was dissolved by an invisible force, impossible to resist even slightly.

In the astonished gazes of the crowd, Yang Zhu strolled leisurely, easily arrived before the stone coffin, opened the lid and took out a pitch-black gourd.

"This… this is a flawless Holy Weapon!"

People's eyes widened, unable to believe this scene; facing a flawless Holy Weapon, none could stay calm! Yet facing Yang Zhu, they couldn't help trembling, all awed by his bearing, none daring to reach out and seize it.

"Take it to play."

After descending from the Dao Platform, Yang Zhu gave the flawless Holy Weapon to the big black dog; nowadays weapons below Imperial level hardly interest him anymore.

"Whoo! This is mine!"

The big black dog's eyes turned green, he clutched the pitch-black gourd tightly, drool streaming, his mouth split to his ears.

"What… you actually gave the Holy Weapon to a mere dog spirit? Isn't this desecrating a holy object!"

Seeing this, others' eyes bulged, their hearts filled with envy and jealousy, how could a mere dog spirit possess a flawless Holy Weapon? "Damn it, what does a dog spirit rely on? It's just a beast that has just gained intelligence!"

Even an ordinary first-rate power might not possess a complete Holy Weapon, but now… those watching are about to burst with rage!

Even a black dog spirit can wield a Holy Weapon—what terrifying background and resources must this be? "Woof! Shut your dog mouths, say another word and I'll unleash a slaughter!"

See someone saying they are a 'dog demon', the Black Emperor was very dissatisfied, bared his teeth facing the crowd, his face full of ferocity.

Is it you who spoke insultingly to this Emperor?

The Black Emperor locked onto a person, raised his hand and struck with a claw; that person was only at the second level of the Four Poles—how could they withstand this terrifying blow? 'Bang!'

That person was sent flying several tens of zhang by a palm strike, his chest instantly caved in, his internal organs all shattered, blood mixed with flesh continually spraying out, leaving him on the brink of death.

(End of chapter)