Chapter 1267

"Senior, wait for my return." Ximen Wudi whispered, turned, and left. He had to find a treasure. Only after obtaining an Imperial Weapon would he go to cross the tribulation. Then, he would be a Great Saint; even if the tribulation failed, he could still escape safely.

After he left, her figure manifested; it was that Imperial Weapon, the Immortal Martial Emperor Sword.

At this moment, where was there any of her previous grace? Her whole body was covered in scars, her face was as pale as paper, and strands of fresh blood stained her clothes. Her beautiful eyes were filled with sorrow and guilt, and also an irrepressible hatred.

She was an Imperial Weapon, an Imperial Weapon infinitely close to an Imperial Weapon. She also had emotions. She was an Imperial Artifact, the emperor among Imperial Weapons, the supreme ruler, yet because of a private grudge, she had deceived Ximen Wudi, causing the two of them, senior brother and junior sister, to be imprisoned for ten thousand years.

It was not that she had not tried to resist, but the forbidden area was too profound; even she could not escape the disaster.

Ten thousand years of imprisonment had long since worn away her fighting spirit; she only wanted to live a stable life. Who would have expected Ximen Wudi to come, and alone at that, killing his way from Great Chu all the way to this Primordial Forbidden Area, time and time again defying the heavens. If it were an ordinary person, they would have long since been buried, but Ximen Wudi was an exception. His physical body was incomparably hard, invincible among his peers, and challenging those of higher levels was a common occurrence.

Unfortunately, in ten thousand years, her power had been sealed tightly. Even if she returned to her peak state, she still could not fight Ximen Wudi. This was fate, and her ending was destined.

Boom! Crack!

While she was pondering, the rumbling sound rose again, accompanied by thunder tearing through the sky. A bolt of thunder crossed the barrier of the Canglan Realm and headed straight for South Chu, its target clear, pointing directly at the Hengyue Sect.

Seeing this, Ximen Wudi stopped abruptly, fists clenched, teeth gritted. Although he did not see the person's appearance, just by the trajectory of the lightning, he recognized its master: a young man.

His name: Kui Niu.

Ximen Wudi did not need to guess to know that Kui Niu was a member of the Kui Niu clan, the biological nephew of the Kui Niu Emperor. Tracing history, he had also once glimpsed the scenes inside the forbidden area and had also seen the figure of Kui Niu.

An inheritance of the Emperor Dao, an ancient great clan, was actually an accomplice of the Primordial Forbidden Area. The remnant soul of an Emperor's son, the remnant soul of an Emperor's artifact—the two combined made one shudder. That was an unbearable past, and that great clan was also the culprit.

Now, Kui Niu had appeared in the world again. He was not surprised; what shocked him was that Kui Niu had actually come to Great Chu, and was heading straight for Hengyue, intending to destroy the entire Hengyue Sect.

Boom! Crack! Rumble!

Kui Niu's thunder continued, unstoppable. Wherever it passed, space exploded and the universe collapsed, a scene of destruction. The so-called forbidden area was also swaying under his attack, and that pitch-black starry sky was also shaking.

"What is going on?" The people of the Heavenly Court looked up at the sky, all with horrified expressions.

"Has something happened in the forbidden area?"

"Not only has something happened in the forbidden area, but even the Gate of the Forbidden Area has had an incident. It seems someone has opened that door, and very forcefully." Too many people looked up at that starry sky. The Gate of the Forbidden Area was closed; things coming out of the forbidden area were definitely not ordinary goods. Perhaps there would be a catastrophe, who knows? If things went wrong, it might even affect Great Chu.

"Retreat quickly." Too many people shouted, fleeing one after another.

"The people of the forbidden area are truly arrogant!"

"Don't panic, we've got you covered!"

As the crowd fled, wolf-like howls rang out. Star after star burst, and three figures ascended to the sky, blocking the front of the Great Chu people. Looking closely, one realized it was a big man, two old men, and a child.

The big man had a tiger's back and a bear's waist, wore golden armor, and his blood was as vast as the ocean. The two old men, one in purple robes and one in silver robes, held whisks and had the air of immortals. The child looked chubby and cute. Just one look, and one felt that these three were no ordinary goods.

They were none other than Ximen Wudi, Zhao Yun, and Situ Nan, the Great Chu Imperial Realm. The three had already become quasi-emperors. Although their cultivation was not great, they were stubborn. Even if they died here, they would never retreat; they would protect their homeland, even if they only had their last breath left.

"Quasi-emperors?"

"Three quasi-emperors."

"Has the Great Chu Imperial Realm come to help?"

The cultivators of Great Chu were pleasantly surprised, all stopping in the void, staring blankly at the sky.

"Great Chu Imperial Realm?" The people of the Underworld also revealed their gazes, scanning the surroundings. They had heard of the Great Chu Imperial Realm, a group of lunatics, each of them a ruthless character who dared to challenge the Emperor. Their fame had covered the universe, but unfortunately, the heavens had been destroyed, and the people of Great Chu could not possibly have survived. Yet today, they had actually bumped into them.

"Three quasi-emperors?" The Yin Mountain King sneered, cold light flashing in his eyes.

"You, deserve to die." The three Imperial Realms joined together, a cold word coming out of their mouths with a clang, each clanging sound carrying the might of a quasi-emperor.

As the words fell, the ethereal sky was filled by a giant array covering the sky, engraved with Dharma patterns, outlining the Emperor Dao immortal arts, strands of array patterns intertwining, performing the Emperor Dao laws, covering the wilderness.

This was an Emperor Dao array, an immortal art exclusive to the Great Chu Imperial Realm, fused with quasi-emperor level Dao rhymes, and the array map was activated by an Imperial Weapon, gathering the majesty of the Emperor.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

In an instant, the thunder filling the sky was annihilated in the array map.

"You..." Kui Niu's thunder was also crushed to pieces, and even his main body was affected. A blood gully appeared, with electric currents darting on it, nearly severing his arm.

"Little quasi-emperors, seeking death." The other few Emperor's sons snorted, each leaping like a dragon, pouncing on the three. Each was at the Emperor's son level, their bloodlines extremely domineering. The anger of an Emperor's son also destroyed the world.

"Get lost." Ximen Wudi stepped and shattered the void, knocking an Emperor's son over with a staff. Immediately, he joined forces with Zhao Yun and Situ Nan, attacking Kui Niu from left and right.

Clang!

As swords were drawn and bows were bent, another flash of lightning tore through the sky. It was a divine blade, sharp and peerless, slashing toward the three.

Seeing this, Ximen Wudi frowned slightly and dodged the attack instantly.

Bang! Pfft!

The other two were miserable, slashed into the ground by the divine blade. Before their primordial spirits could escape, they were executed.

Kui Niu cursed, stomping the void flat with one foot.

However, it was not over yet. The third Emperor's son made a move, and the secret technique he used was domineering—a type of illusion. He slapped out an exotic realm, intending to take Ximen Wudi and the others into it. Such an illusion could even confuse an Imperial Weapon, let alone three half-baked quasi-emperors.

Ximen Wudi shouted coldly, sacrificed the Emperor Sword, and pointed across the sky.

However, before he could strike with the sword, he was shaken back by a force, and then he was rolled into the exotic space. Kui Niu was no exception. They were all caught off guard and sent inside.

Boom! Bang!

This void trembled violently. Two Emperor's son-level artifacts showed their power, blasting through the exotic space barrier, breaking it in one strike, and rushing out.

It could be seen that Kui Niu was bleeding all over, with a chilling knife mark on his chest, injuring his Saint body. As for the other side, Ximen Wudi's situation was even worse. His chest bones were exposed, blood stained his clothes, his white hair flew, and his imposing body was knocked to the ground, blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth, nearly falling into a fool.

Regarding this, everyone was not surprised.

If there were no Emperor Dao array to block it, those two would definitely die. After all, they were at the Emperor's son level; how could ordinary quasi-emperors contend with them? There was no need for quasi-emperor artifacts to assist in the battle; just those two Emperor's son-level Emperor Dao immortal arts could sweep across this world. "Below the quasi-emperor, all are ants"—this sentence did not apply in the heavens. Even with Emperor Dao artifacts, it was difficult to reverse the universe, because the existence of the Emperor destined this battle to have no suspense.

"Kill."

Kui Niu roared like a mad barbarian beast, blasting out a Qilin Seal.

Ximen Wudi and Zhao Yun did not fall behind, one wielding a staff, one carrying a sword, each performing a killing move.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The world trembled. A quasi-emperor level and a Great Saint level joined forces to besiege. How domineering was their combat power? Even Kui Niu was shaken back step by step.

His state of mind was shocked. He did not expect that three quasi-emperor levels could actually block his thunder. What kind of achievement was this, to be able to hard-resist the Emperor's son level?

However, in just an instant, he recovered his clarity. He was not weaker than a quasi-emperor, but Ximen Wudi and the others were not weak either. Plus a quasi-emperor level array, he alone was not a match. If there were no helpers, he would likely bleed.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head and looked toward the direction of the Underworld, a pair of scarlet eyes filled with violent light, like a primordial beast, with monstrous ferocity.

Immediately, a long spear pierced through the void and plunged straight into the Underworld, its target clear, aiming at the Ninth Hall Yama of the Underworld.

"I say, isn't it a bit too much for us to bully a cripple like this!" A ghostly laugh came, and a person wearing golden armor walked out of the Underworld, a pair of eyes shining brightly, with ancient magic patterns carved on his forehead. He was a Demon Lord, one generation higher than Ximen Wudi and the others, ranked sixth among the nine great Demon Lords of the Underworld, Ming Jue, an Emperor's son level, and also a peak Great Saint, with extremely strong strength.

Pfft! Pfft!

Just as his words fell, Kui Niu in the void spat blood. After that, a rumbling sound was heard, and an Emperor's son level was blasted away and fell down.

Pfft! Pfft!

At the same instant, Situ Nan and Zhao Yun of the Underworld also spat blood and fell, each caught by Ming Jue.

"So lively, why didn't you call this old man along?" The Fifth Underworld Emperor's words were leisurely as he descended from the sky.

"Who are you trying to trick?" Ximen Wudi cursed, and like Kui Niu, he spat blood quite happily.

The Fifth Underworld Emperor did not speak, holding an oil lamp, swaying, looking very curious, staring at the three Emperor's sons, as if he recognized them, but did not ask.

"I don't care about your grievances, I only know that you have broken the rules, trespassing into my Underworld, disturbing my slumber." Ming Jue curled his lips, "You are truly bold, daring to run here to act wild."

"This is my master's order." Kui Niu wiped the blood, gritting his teeth, glancing at Ming Jue with eyes filled with resentment. He, a dignified Kui Niu clan Emperor's son level, was beaten like a dog; it was shameful wherever it was placed.

"Oh? Your master." Ming Jue raised his eyebrows, "Which ancestor, why haven't I heard of him?"

"My ancestor."

"Sorry, my ancestor died early." Ming Jue tucked his hands.

"You..."

Kui Niu was furious, but was stopped by Ximen Wudi, "This matter, let's discuss it after saving Shaoyu."

Saying this, Ximen Wudi grabbed Kui Niu with one hand and fled toward the east. In that direction, there was a star field with a scorching sun hanging, burning with pitch-black flames. That was an Emperor Dao array platform, the array platform that had sealed the Emperor's son in the past. Once triggered, someone would come to assist in the battle.

"You stupid donkey, don't run around." Situ Nan and Zhao Yun caught up one after another, shouting all the way, "There is an Emperor's son-level array there. If there is any mistake, you and I will all be buried."

"Shut up, both of you, I know the severity." Kui Niu scolded, "After leaving that star field, let's see if I don't slaughter them both."

"Then let's wait and see." Situ Nan and Zhao Yun both snorted, also knowing the urgency, following Kui Niu all the way, not acting rashly.