Chapter 200: 【Righteous Severance】 (Second update)

"At this very moment, Saint of Yaoguang, you aren't joking, are you?"

Lin Xian said softly, "Inviting so many Saints and bringing out so many Emperor weapons—isn't it all for this very moment?"

"Do you really intend to start a war between Holy Lands?"

The old Saint of Yaoguang said in a deep voice, "The ultimate foundations of the various Holy Lands have not yet emerged. Once they do, it will surely be earth-shattering."

"When that time comes, the ultimate foundations will clash with Emperor weapons, and the Big Dipper will be destroyed."

The foundation of an ordinary Holy Land consists of a few Saints. As a Supreme Holy Land, each family or sect has at least one Great Saint sealed within divine source.

One Great Saint with little lifespan remaining, combined with an Emperor weapon, is something even a Quasi-Emperor would not want to provoke.

This is the fundamental reason why Desolate Ancient families and Supreme Holy Lands have endured to this day.

Families have the blessing of Emperor blood; the children and grandchildren of Great Emperors easily reach the Quasi-Emperor realm, and the third or fourth generation is at least a Great Saint.

This is the power of bloodline. It can be said that the emergence of one Great Emperor can bring glory for hundreds of thousands, or even a million years.

The Yaoguang Holy Land is extremely unique. Its founding ancestor was not a Great Emperor, but a Quasi-Emperor. However, they had an extremely glorious period of fifty thousand years where twenty-eight Sages emerged in succession.

Among them were Saints, Saint Kings, and even Great Saints!

"Ultimate foundation? Yaoguang has one, or perhaps two Great Saints. How many times can they strike?" Lin Xian said unhurriedly, "We have at least five Great Saints on our side, and no shortage of powerhouses of this current age!"

The Saint of Yaoguang's pupils constricted. He said in a deep voice, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Plow the court and sweep the dens, set things right." Lin Xian said calmly, "I want to merge Yaoguang, command the four lineages, and wield the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Tripod."

"Impossible!" The Saint of Yaoguang refused flatly. How was this any different from becoming a vassal?

"Then let us go to war!" Lin Xian said crisply, "Let us have a Supreme Dao war and see who has more Great Saints and which side has more Emperor weapons."

"We are of the same origin, why be so aggressive?"

Seeing this, the Saint of Yaoguang sighed and played the emotional card: "We are all descendants of the Ruthless Emperor. Any problem can be discussed by sitting down."

"We are the orthodox branch." Lin Xian said without a hint of emotion, "There is nothing to discuss. The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Tripod belongs to us. We can give the Yaoguang Holy Land a chance to be a vassal."

"Fellow Daoists, are you just going to let a junior run wild?" The old Saint of Yaoguang frowned. It wasn't as if the Holy Lands hadn't fought great wars before, and Emperor weapons had clashed in blood in the past.

There were winners and losers. The losing Holy Land would pay compensation, and by paying a certain price, they could walk away.

There had never been a case of a Holy Land being wiped out in an ultimate decisive battle, because even if one won, it would be a pyrrhic victory, and perhaps other Holy Lands would take advantage of the situation, leading to a mutual destruction scenario.

"The Immortal Alliance is decided by the Alliance Leader." The Saint of the Ji family said indifferently, "Now that our momentum is established, those who follow heaven will prosper, and those who defy it will perish. It is you, Fellow Daoist, who should consider the current situation, not us."

"What exactly are you seeking!"

The old Saint of Yaoguang felt somewhat desperate. The Holy Lands had united in the past, but those were only brief alliances, never forming a long-term organization like this.

The Eastern Wilderness was only so big; the Holy Lands weren't enough to divide it. If they united, whose resources would they actually be?

"It was impossible in the past, but this age is different." The Saint of Yaochi said calmly, "The road to immortality is about to open, and the Great Emperor has already issued a decree."

"If the Yaoguang Holy Land wants to block this momentum, it is merely a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

"The Great Emperor, within the forbidden zones..." The old Saint of Yaoguang shuddered, suddenly thinking of something. He said in a deep voice, "My Yaoguang Holy Land is not without Emperor might. You have a Great Emperor, but our Dragon Tripod was also forged by an Emperor!"

"You are wrong. It is not Yaoguang's Great Emperor, but the Great Emperor of our lineage."

Lin Xian sacrificed the white paper boat and said leisurely, "Tripod, come!"

The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Tripod trembled, actually beginning to break free from the old Saint of Yaoguang's control, flying toward Lin Xian.

"How is this possible!" The old Saint of Yaoguang shouted in disbelief. Although Yaoguang had no Emperor emerge, Sages were endless, and brilliant figures appeared generation after generation. Over fifty thousand years, who knew how many Sage imprints had been carved into the tripod.

There were even two Great Saints who had dedicated their lives and souls, pouring their lifelong cultivation into the tripod before they passed away, weaving it into marks.

Such a deep imprint bound the Emperor Tripod to the Yaoguang Holy Land tightly. Even a Quasi-Emperor could not take it away. Even the second lineage of the Ruthless Emperor could only slowly erode Yaoguang, relying on time to outlive all the old Sages before they could fully parasitize it.

Yet now, the Dragon Tripod was actually obeying the words of a Four Extremities junior. It was too inconceivable.

"Your lineage, why haven't you struck yet!" The old Saint of Yaoguang shouted at the Half-Saint of the Ruthless lineage, "At this moment of life and death, do not hold back anymore! Only by bringing out the full foundation can we protect the Emperor weapon."

The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Tripod was not forged today. The second lineage of the Ruthless Emperor had moved into the Yaoguang Holy Land long ago. The current Half-Saints were people of this age, having lived for three or four thousand years.

The true ancient predecessors were likewise in divine source, and only their lineage could awaken them.

"Fight to the death!" The Half-Saint of the Ruthless lineage sacrificed his own Primordial Spirit, using it as a guide to beg the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Tripod to sense the foundation.

Five Great Emperor weapons surrounded the Shengcheng, and they could have stopped all of this, yet Lin Xian made no move.

Because this time, they wanted to plow the court and sweep the dens, to cut the weeds and dig up the roots. The more people who jumped out, the better.

Soon, two earth-shattering divine lights shot into the sky. The only two remaining Saints of the Ruthless lineage rushed to the scene, supporting the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Tripod with all their might.

This allowed the old Saint of Yaoguang to catch his breath; relying on him alone to support the Emperor Tripod would have drained him sooner or later.

In a great collision of Emperor weapons, the weapons themselves suffered no harm; the ones who truly suffered were the energy providers.

This was also the confidence the Saint of Yaoguang had to negotiate. Although the opposition had many Emperor weapons, the consumption was also high.

With three Saints on his side, hiding behind the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Tripod, they could hold out for a long time, providing favorable conditions for the upcoming negotiations.

The old Saint of Yaoguang had already seen the situation clearly. This time, the Yaoguang Holy Land had lost. Everything he did was to show off his muscles, telling the other Holy Lands that Yaoguang had the ability to burn with them.

They could sign unequal treaties, but they would absolutely not allow the Yaoguang Holy Land to become a vassal.

"Two Saints, is this all of them?"

Lin Xian smiled slightly and waved his hand toward the Shengcheng, signaling to Ye Fan that he could begin.

At the same time, the God Wang Jiang Taixu sent the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar over.

Just then, beside Ye Fan, there was a little girl carved from pink jade. She was very cute, but also very terrifying, because the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar floated above her head. This Emperor weapon actually revived automatically, shielding Little Nan Nan.

Under Ye Fan's instigation, Little Nan Nan clapped her hands toward the sky, her voice childish: "Tripod, tripod, come..."

Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar = Ruthless Emperor's physical body

Little Nan Nan = Ruthless Emperor's Dao Fruit

Ruthless Emperor's Dao Fruit + Ruthless Emperor's physical body, what does that equate to?

In an instant, the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Tripod rushed out on its own, flying toward the Shengcheng, completely ignoring the calls of the old Saint of Yaoguang and the two Saints of the Ruthless lineage.

"Little girl, Emperor Tripod..."

"Emperor Daughter!"

"Lord Alliance Leader, our Yaoguang Holy Land agrees to all the conditions you mentioned. We are willing to honor you as the co-master of the four lineages!"

The old Saint of Yaoguang's body trembled, his eyes suddenly widening. In an instant, he seemed to understand something. He roared violently, performing a righteous severance, and said loudly, "Sinners of the second lineage, you use the Great Emperor's name to do evil and persecute the Eastern Wilderness, yet you dare not honor the Alliance Leader's command!"

"Today, this old man will clean up the sect, follow the Alliance Leader to plow the court and sweep the dens, and set things right!"

"Fellow Daoists, don't move. Let me handle these two bastards; I have endured them for a long time."

Lin Xian looked at this scene, his mouth twitching. He hadn't expected the old Saint of Yaoguang to have such a move, severing ties with such smoothness.

Furthermore, what no one present expected was that this old Saint of Yaoguang, while shouting slogans about cleaning up the sect, actually rushed toward Little Nan Nan and knelt down in a slide.

A white-haired old man, kneeling as soon as he said he would, crying as soon as he said he would, prostrating on the ground, performing a grand salute, and shouting, "Descendant of later generations bows to the Emperor Daughter Ancestor!"

Ye Fan looked at this scene and felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it before in Zishan.

In the blink of an eye, the old Saint of Yaoguang completed a cumbersome yet solemn grand salute, his attitude incomparably pious, as if worshiping a god.

"Old Grandpa, what are you doing?" Little Nan Nan asked with concern, "The ground is cold; kneeling is not good."

"Without the Ancestor's decree, this disciple dares not stand up." The Saint of Yaoguang shouted, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Who is the Ancestor?" The two-and-a-half-year-old Little Nan Nan looked confused, looked around, found no one, and then advised, "Old Grandpa, there is no one here. Get up quickly."

"This disciple obeys the Ancestor's decree!" The old Saint of Yaoguang hurriedly stood up and stood behind Little Nan Nan, like a servant.

"The Yaoguang Holy Land's painstaking prayers, twenty-eight generations of Sages worshiping one after another." Lin Xian sighed toward the sky, "So it turns out this is how they worship."

Fifty thousand years of kowtowing, fifty thousand years of prayer, fifty thousand years of worship—everything had become an instinct, smooth and fluid, incomparably silky.

Other Holy Lands had sources; the Great Emperor as an ancestor meant the inheritance was orderly, and they didn't fear internal strife.

The Yaoguang Holy Land, however, was a latecomer. Not only did they have to share half the Emperor weapon, but even the Emperor Scripture was controlled. Only the Saint Son and Saint Master could learn the Undying Heaven Art.

Various contradictions arose because of orthodoxy, and both lineages were fighting for the right to speak.

The moment he saw Little Nan Nan, the old Saint of Yaoguang had no hesitation. Their lineage was simply too eager to progress!

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