Chapter 46: 【The Shame of the Extreme Dao, Descendants of the Azure Emperor】

"Go to hell." Duan De looked humiliated and cursed under his breath. He then immediately began to haggle: "How about two pieces? Two plus one is also the number of the Three-One."

"Deal," Lin Xian said crisply and cleanly.

Duan De was stunned for a moment, unable to tell if he had lost or gained.

"This world is truly full of heroes and peerless talents. Even I, this poor Daoist, have my off days. This time, I shall curb my pride and impatience." Duan De's expression shifted unpredictably, turning from green to red. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally let out a long sigh, handed over the two Source stones, and cupped his fists: "The mountains are high and the roads are long; let us not meet again in the Jianghu."

Before his voice had even faded, the fat Daoist hurriedly transformed into a divine rainbow and fled.

"Heavenly Master," Ye Fan watched Duan De's retreating figure and couldn't help but mutter: "You just let him go that easily?"

"Naturally not."

Lin Xian chuckled and said meaningfully: "Have you ever seen someone harvest leeks by pulling out the roots? As long as Duan De is around, I don't have to worry about a lack of treasures. We must advocate for sustainable development."

"Leeks, huh..." Ye Fan mused, a strange smile appearing on his face.

"Besides, I bet he will definitely come back," Lin Xian said with his hands behind his back, looking completely confident.

Ye Fan was taken aback and asked, confused: "Why?"

The fat Daoist Duan De had suffered three losses here; why would he return?

Even a pig would learn to be smart after stumbling three times.

"Because he is Duan De," Lin Xian laughed, teasing: "His retreats and advances are as swift as the wind; his maneuvers are as steady as the forest; his tomb-robbing is as aggressive as fire; and he remains as immovable as a mountain when his allies are in trouble."

Shameless and black-hearted, insidious and base, he has walked underground for years conducting archaeological work, specializing in swindling and cheating, and would risk his life for treasure.

As long as the profit is large enough, Duan De would even sell the rope used to hang himself.

If his life is gone, he can just be buried for another lifetime; but if his money is gone, it's truly gone!

Amidst their lighthearted banter, the Azure Emperor's ancient tomb underwent another change. Energy waves like a vast ocean swept across the heavens, and many cultivators, unable to control their divine rainbows, fell directly from the high sky.

The powerful force was so suffocating that their souls trembled instinctively.

"Boom—!"

A deafening sound erupted. Ye Fan's expression changed drastically as he looked at the five great figures in the distance and gasped: "Did they really open the Demon Emperor's tomb?"

"Second Immortal Realm Great Experts attacking an Emperor's tomb? What a joke."

Lin Xian sneered, then grabbed Ye Fan and leaped into the shadows, concealing their figures to observe quietly. He whispered: "Even if the Great Emperor's tomb didn't attack back, Great Experts could strike it for ten thousand years and not shake it in the slightest."

"Then... what is going on with that palace?" Ye Fan looked into the distance. The magnificent ancient palace was emitting rumbling sounds and collapsing completely. Endless rays of light shot out in all directions as the Great Emperor's burial objects emerged one after another.

The rarest and most precious spiritual treasures were all snatched away by top-tier experts using great divine abilities. The remaining spiritual treasures—mere bowls, chopsticks, pillows, beads, and mirrors—were decorative items that didn't catch the eyes of the Great Experts, leaving them for Wheel and Sea or Palace Realm cultivators to scavenge.

"Ancient Great Emperors used the universe as their Daoist field, transformed star regions into heavenly palaces, and resided high above the Thirty-Three Heavens, with palaces stretching on, blocking out the sun and moon."

"This place is not the Azure Emperor's Tiangong; it is the Emperor's lower capital."

"It is just like a mortal's ancestral home. When young, they struggle in the cosmic starry sky; when old, they return to their roots, back to where they started."

"That palace is not the Azure Emperor's tomb; at best, it is the tomb-house before the Azure Emperor's mausoleum. The spiritual treasures here were not left by the Azure Emperor, but should be the daily necessities left by the tomb keepers."

Lin Xian narrowed his eyes, watching the streaks of flowing light, and muttered: "The true treasure of the Azure Emperor has not yet emerged. That thing—let alone Great Experts, even Sages would die if they came for it!"

Suddenly, from the dazzling light that had yet to dissipate, a brilliant beam of light shot out, making the sun, moon, and stars pale in comparison.

It was like a great sun exploding. Everyone, including the Great Experts and the existences peeking from the shadows, instinctively closed their eyes, their vision stinging with pain.

"What is that?" Ye Fan was dumbfounded, for he discovered that the brilliant beam of light was charging toward the stone mountain.

If Lin Xian hadn't pulled him away, he would have either been killed by the beam or casually crushed by one of the great figures fighting for the treasure.

"The Azure Emperor's weapon: A Single Lotus in the Eternal Azure Heavens."

Lin Xian's gaze was fervent as he stared at the chaotic green lotus and muttered: "An Emperor's weapon is the continuation of a Great Emperor's life and the embodiment of their Dao fruit. Only when the tomb keeper holds the Emperor's weapon is it a true deterrent, a true protection that brings peace of mind."

The Demon Emperor's weapon shot out millions of divine rays, its brilliance so magnificent that its true form could not be seen. The scorching light made it impossible to open one's eyes, as if billions of stars were burning simultaneously. The entire world shook violently, and it slammed into the stone mountain with a "Boom."

Everything was pulverized. No matter how powerful the cultivator, in front of the Emperor's weapon, they were reduced to mists of blood.

Such a powerful weapon—Great Experts dared not touch it, and Sages would die. Back then, the Azure Emperor's lineage guarded the tomb, holding an Emperor's weapon, suppressing the foundation of eternity; they were a major power that ranked high even in the universe.

"An Emperor's weapon is so powerful... how did this place become a primitive ruin?" Ye Fan asked instinctively.

Indeed, why? Why was there only a primitive ruin here?

Who could target a Great Emperor's power, an Extreme Dao family, that had just been founded?

There was only one answer.

"Forbidden Zone..." Lin Xian suddenly recalled a rumor: enter the Divine Ruins, walk through the Southern Heavenly Gate, leap over the Tiangong—the Azure Emperor had once beheaded two true Holy Spirits under that Undying Peach Tree.

Perhaps the Azure Emperor's lineage was wiped out by a Forbidden Zone Supreme to test whether the Azure Emperor was alive or dead, or perhaps a Great Accomplishment Holy Spirit came seeking revenge.

In the long years of eternity, such tragedies were not unique.

During the Primordial Era, the Primordial Emperor Yuan Huang did not wish to enter the Life Forbidden Zone and become a Dark Supreme, so he chose to return his Dao to the heavens and earth.

After Yuan Huang died, two terrifying Holy Spirits emerged, wanting to seize Yuan Huang's remaining weapon. They descended upon his clan and nearly wiped out a Great Imperial Clan that was at its peak, looking down upon the Primordial Era.

Eight great Primordial Royal Clans were affiliates of the Primordial Lake and accepted the Imperial Clan's orders to go to the rescue, but all of them died.

Yuan Huang had three children, each of whom was heaven-defying; every one of them could have reached the Half-Step Dao, but they all died in that battle, and even their descendants were dragged into it. In the end, only a dozen bloodlines of Yuan Huang's youngest child remained.

From the birth of an Enlightened One to their passing, and then to the rise of their children, there would be at least tens of thousands of years of prosperity. Not to mention having an alternative Enlightened One in every generation, with the blessing of Imperial blood, producing several Ninth Level Quasi-Emperors would be easy.

The Azure Emperor has been gone for only ten thousand years, yet his descendants have fallen so far; something must have gone terribly wrong.

Otherwise, the current landscape of the universe would surely be dominated by a Ninth Level Quasi-Emperor of the Azure Emperor's lineage, holding the Green Lotus Emperor weapon, suppressing the Big Dipper, and commanding the ten directions of the galaxy.

"The shame of the Extreme Dao powers," Lin Xian thought of the few stragglers left of the Azure Emperor's lineage and couldn't help but mutter.

Even on the Ziwei Emperor Star, the Sun Divine Sect, which had lost its ancient scriptures and Emperor weapon and was near extinction, still had one or two Great Experts guarding their gates. ===== CHAPTER 47 =====