Chapter 335: [This Supreme Battle is sponsored by the Qing Emperor] (Part 3)

In the Mythological Era, emperors stood side by side, evolving a patch of the universe into a Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun battlefield capable of bearing the contention of the Imperial Dao.

In this ancient universe, countless corpses lay scattered, all originating from the ancient ancestors of various races—there were Holy Bodies, Tyrant Bodies, dragons, and phoenixes. Any one of them, if taken out, would be an endless legend; this was the result accumulated from the Mythological Era to the present.

Now, supreme-level powerhouses have descended once more.

One is the strongest human of the current age who nearly attained the Dao eight thousand years ago; the other is the peerless Demon Emperor who unified the demon race thirty thousand years ago.

One is among the four great god-men destined to become an emperor, having missed an era; the other is the only Great Emperor in the one hundred thousand years since the Desolate Ancient era.

If both were in their prime, Gai Jiuyou would undoubtedly lose. He has not yet become an emperor, while the Qing Emperor touched the threshold of the Huang Tiandi, transcending the mundane.

Yet the Qing Emperor courted death, running off to create a new Immortal Domain, leaving behind only a killing intent to suppress the human world.

This gave Gai Jiuyou the opportunity for a battle to fulfill his heart's desire.

Gai Jiuyou sublimated to the extreme, tempering the Qing Emperor's essence blood, returning to the absolute peak state of his life, like an Immortal King reincarnated, striking against the killing intent left behind by the Qing Emperor.

For a time, the Mythological Battlefield was permeated with the blood energy and divine intent of the Qing Emperor... It seemed there was something wrong, but both sides fought to the extreme, leaving no time for second thoughts. Regardless of the consequences, they unleashed their Ultimate Dao divine might, shaking the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!

The Emperor's heart leaped, the divine intent struck nine times; those who didn't know would think the Qing Emperor was fighting the Demon Emperor.

Unfortunately, no bloodthirsty powerhouse ran to the Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun battlefield to watch this divine battle and witness this divine war. The Forbidden Zone Supremes had the qualifications, but didn't want to waste their blood energy; those who wanted to go weren't even Quasi-Emperors and couldn't traverse the starry sky with their physical bodies.

Just like that, no one knew how much time had passed—long enough for the great powerhouses of the Five Regions to flee, not daring to linger. Although the Emperor's secrets were magnificent, their own lives were more important. Even the most bloodthirsty powerhouse is not a fool; after witnessing the famous scene, it was time to slip away.

Now, only Lin Xian and his group dared to linger in the Qin Mountains.

Before the Qing Emperor and Gai Jiuyou left, they casually sealed the Eternal Dragon Cave. As time passed bit by bit, the dreamlike Holy Spirit within was about to break the seal.

Suddenly, two imperial shadows emerged. Gai Jiuyou felt a sense of loss and murmured, "Is this the realm where the Qing Emperor resides?"

It was unbelievably strong; the killing intent left behind was already at the Supreme level. How powerful must the original body be?

"If we had missed each other by an era, you would have been destined to become an emperor."

The Qing Emperor's killing intent did not stint on praise: "If you had contended with me in the same era, you could have been the first divine general under my command. You are even slightly stronger than Gu Xinao."

The first divine general?

Lin Xian's expression was strange. Ye Di Zun and Chuan Ying, the Huang Tiandi and Ning Fei, the Qing Emperor and Gai Jiuyou—truly, it was one tragedy after another.

"The Qing Emperor is worthy of being the only one to attain the Dao in one hundred thousand years."

Gai Jiuyou took a deep breath, making up for the last regret of his life. His Dao heart was complete from this moment on. He was not decadent, but his eyes were clearer than ever. He said with resonant force, "The Emperor's path is not the end. The Immortal Dao is vast and boundless; I shall seek it high and low."

"When the Qing Emperor emerges from the Desolate Tower, we shall fight again."

Emerge from the Desolate Tower? The Qing Emperor's killing intent's smile suddenly stiffened. You are touching a sore spot. As the divine intent left behind by the Qing Emperor, he could clearly sense that the original body's state did not seem very good.

The path of evolving an Immortal Domain without relying on the power of the external Myriad Heavens seemed to have encountered a slight problem.

"Then Senior Gai must live well; it will be a long wait."

Lin Xian said meaningfully, then summoned the Chaos Green Lotus, stepped forward, and bowed to the Qing Emperor's killing intent: "The Qing Emperor is as wise as a god, laying out the Immortal Path with far-reaching plans; he is the number one emperor of all time."

"This disciple once received the decree of the Huang Tiandi Wan Qing, acting on his behalf to establish the Heavenly Court in the Eastern Wasteland. Today, having achieved initial completion, I hope Your Majesty will review it."

The Qing Emperor's decree? The Eastern Wasteland Heavenly Court!

What kind of nonsense is this?

The Qing Emperor's killing intent was instantly dumbfounded. On the surface, he remained calm, lightly glancing at Lin Xian, then was greatly shocked. The aura all over his body didn't look like a successor of the Qing Emperor at all; it looked just like his own child.

Wearing the Qing Emperor's jade at his waist, the Chaos Green Lotus floating in his hand, with the direct descendant of the Qing Emperor's lineage, Yan Ruyu, standing by his side—most importantly, Lin Xian practiced an alternative Immortal Domain method, and the Great Dao was incomparably similar.

Not to mention a successor or a son of the Qing Emperor, even if Lin Xian claimed to be the reincarnation of the Qing Emperor, some would believe it.

"Did the original body really hide from me and take a true disciple, or give birth to an imperial son?"

The Qing Emperor's killing intent muttered secretly. He knew nothing about the so-called Qing Emperor's grand strategy or the plans spanning eternity. He just nodded perfunctorily and said, "So that's how it is. I am aware."

"The Qing Emperor is brilliant and martial, with heaven-defying talent; this disciple is not even one ten-thousandth as good." Lin Xian bowed again: "How the Heavenly Court should develop in the future, I hope the Qing Emperor will provide some guidance."

"I hope the Qing Emperor will give instructions!"

"Pay respects to the ancestor!"

Not just Lin Xian, the remaining group all kowtowed, praying for the Qing Emperor's guidance, because they simply didn't believe that the current Heavenly Court's setup was all relying on Lin Xian alone, with one mouth, single-handedly spouting nonsense.

Western Desert, Eastern Wasteland, Central Plains, Sages and Emperor Weapons, and even a Gai Jiuyou—the lineup is truly too luxurious.

How could a small cultivator possibly manage this? There must be the Qing Emperor's micro-management behind it.

It is the Qing Emperor's layout, desiring to establish the Heavenly Court, sending his son-in-law Lin Xian to execute it on his behalf, and letting the First Divine General Gai Jiuyou suppress the overall situation; only this fits the fantasy blueprint in the hearts of all living beings.

This fits the Qing Emperor's image of being resourceful and awe-inspiring to the universe.

"Human affairs, settled by humans."

The Qing Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, unfathomable, giving no direct answer, only a calm sentence, and then his figure gradually dissipated, permeating the void.

Oh no, the Qing Emperor is planning to fake his death!

Lin Xian immediately grew anxious. Having finally met a Great Emperor, how could he let him run off before he had even taken a bite? Old Wan Qing really lacks martial virtue and does not play by the rules.

"Qing Emperor Ancestor, look down upon us!"

Lin Xian shouted loudly. As Princess Yan Ruyu's Dao companion, he indeed had the qualifications to say this. He saw him perform a sliding tackle, plop down on his knees, and cry out in sorrow: "The descendants are unfilial, the juniors are incompetent. The Qing Emperor lineage is miserable; when the Great Emperor disappeared back then, the Divine Ruins Forbidden Zone retaliated against our clan, causing countless deaths and injuries."

"Now, the Qing Emperor's descendants are reduced to a mere few, not even a single Sage remains. I hope the Ancestor will show mercy."

The Sages cast sidelong glances. This is the only thing Saint Master Lin would do, and only he would dare to cry at a grave like this.

They would have liked to go up and ask for benefits, but firstly, they were hindered by face, and secondly, they truly had no connection to the Qing Emperor's lineage.

Unlike Saint Master Lin, who has the status of a son-in-law; although hugging a thigh is shameless, it is ultimately within the bounds of reason and law.

"What is life, what is death? Coming from chaos, returning to chaos, a single lotus in the eternal blue sky..."

The Qing Emperor sighed, shook his head, and his figure dissipated. The final streak of cyan light surged into Princess Yan Ruyu's body.

"Hey, ah, this... this isn't right."

Lin Xian was instantly dumbfounded. The Ancestor had shown favor, truly bestowing a blessing to save the Qing Emperor lineage from its decline, but the target of the blessing was a bit problematic.

Is there a problem?

The Sages looked at Princess Yan Ruyu, then looked at Lin Xian, and nodded one after another, feeling there was no problem.

"Ding!"

The Qing Emperor dissipated, and a soft sound came. A piece of green copper landed on the ground. Lin Xian was quick-eyed and fast-handed, relying on being the closest to the Qing Emperor, and tucked it into his pocket; otherwise, this time, he really wouldn't have gotten a single bite.

(End of chapter)