Pei Tu Gou

Chapter 597 Graves of the Kings (Second Update)

Hoo~

The celestial phenomenon that had spread across the sky for who knows how long finally dissipated with the rolling of the air currents.

Strands of starlight, along with the clear moonlight, cascaded down like flowing water.

Only then did some people regain their senses, but a day had already passed, and night had fallen once more.

The scattered blood mist had disappeared, and An Qisheng, bathed in the moonlight, felt utterly refreshed. The intense pain and pressure seemed to have vanished with that previous shattering of bones.

In the cave-heaven, Qian Shisi no longer struggled, having been suppressed within the Qian Mountain cave-heaven.

"It's over..."

Above the earth, in the distant void, many people felt a mix of emotions.

The Zhuwang Platform, the Fenghou spiritual treasure, the Gate of Myriad Wonders, the ten great sect leaders besieging the Tianding Emperor, the Tianding Emperor suppressing the Lianfatai leader... and now, this Yuanyang Daoist has suppressed the Wanfa leader, Qian Shisi.

The events that had transpired in a single day were enough to keep them digesting for a long, long time.

But everyone knew that after today, this Yuanyang Daoist, who had only appeared for three years, had already ascended to the pinnacle of Dongzhou.

Just like the previous Tianding Emperor, he was a figure who could make the ten great sects and even the three great holy lands wary.

This was something that no one had imagined before the battle, so once it happened, the shock it caused was far greater than the Tianding Emperor killing the Lianfatai leader.

Because the latter had already been famous for a thousand years, the strongest person in Dongzhou for a millennium.

But the former had only appeared for three years. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a meteoric rise.

Hoo~

An Qisheng slowly exhaled, without the surging battle intent after a great battle, nor the joy after a great victory.

He simply stood quietly, contemplating the gains and losses of this battle.

Shattering the Vacuum is currently the strongest realm on the surface in Dongzhou and even the Nine Provinces. The ten great sect leaders, the masters of the three great holy lands, and the Tianding Emperor before the battle were all in this realm.

This realm is rooted in the cave-heaven, but can exist independently.

Shattering a thread of vacuum, this thread lies not within, but without. The Vacuum Heavenly Lord of old, cultivated this realm alone and became a Heavenly Lord.

Legend has it that wherever his fists and palms reached, the void cave-heavens would collapse, and all things would be shattered.

There is no more fierce killing technique.

And in this battle, An Qisheng truly experienced it.

If it weren't for the Ten Thousand Dragon Boat's sudden strike, he wouldn't have been able to suppress Qian Shisi in such a short time.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~

In the silent night sky, there were subtle sounds of air being torn.

Inside and outside Tianjiao City, disciples, direct disciples, and elders from many large and small sects were leaving one after another, not daring to stay any longer.

Because the rumors that accompanied An Qisheng on his path to fame all indicated that this Yuanyang Daoist was extremely fond of suppressing experts.

And anyone who was suppressed by him never had any news again.

Miao Meng glanced at An Qisheng in the sky with a complex expression, but did not retreat.

Buzz~

Only at this moment did the illusory image of the 'Gate of Myriad Wonders' suppressing the Zhuwang Platform slowly disappear.

Figures wrapped in streams of light fell from the sky, and they were none other than Yuan Duxiu, Wu Erlang, and Lan Shuixian.

Hoo~

Lan Shuixian landed lightly, only to find that he had been thrown onto the official road outside Tianjiao City.

Beside him were Wu Erlang, Xue Tianfeng, and Meng Xiantian.

Only Yuan Duxiu was missing.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable..."

Wu Erlang chuckled and stepped into the night without hesitation.

He came with great ambition, but left empty-handed, yet still full of spirit.

Xue Tianfeng, dressed in white with white hair, resembled Qian Shisi. He glanced indifferently at An Qisheng, who was descending from the sky, his steps steady and his expression calm.

Without a word, he also disappeared into the night.

"Yes, unbelievable."

Meng Xiantian, wearing a blue robe, tall and slender, glanced at Lan Shuixian and the other, then turned and left.

Everyone was somewhat disappointed.

The battle between the younger generation had turned into a contest between great powers, leaving them feeling bored.

There was no need to stay.

In the blink of an eye, except for Lan Shuixian and Mo Baobao, everyone else had disappeared into the night, gone.

"Senior Brother Lan, Little Jin is lost, Little Jin is lost."

Mo Baobao's eyes were filled with tears, and he almost cried out.

"If it's gone, it's gone..."

Lan Shuixian didn't know how to comfort him. He had no reason, nor the strength, to ask the Yuanyang Daoist to return it.

Qian Shisi's example was not far off. Not to mention him, even the leaders of other sects could only give up for now.

The dying Tianding Emperor was already extremely terrifying, and now there was another leader-level expert. At this time, no one would dare to mess around in Tianjiao City.

In the end, the leaders didn't want the Tianding Emperor to live.

But they didn't want to die with him either. Not to mention one for one, even if the Tianding Emperor and An Qisheng were two for one, they wouldn't be happy.

"My mother knows, she's going to beat me to death."

Mo Baobao looked terrified.

The Sumeru Golden Mountain was his mother's treasure. Now that it was lost, how would he explain it?

"What else can we do?"

Lan Shuixian shook his head. He didn't think Mo Baobao would be beaten to death.

Because he wasn't the only one who had lost a Fenghou spiritual treasure.

"Senior Brother Lan, I, let's go and beg that Yuanyang Daoist?"

Mo Baobao pleaded, he was really scared.

He was too afraid of his mother's temper, she would really beat him to death.

Lan Shuixian was helpless, but in reality, he had many questions in his heart, so he nodded and agreed.

......

Hoo~

A gentle breeze blew in the night.

An Qisheng leisurely landed on the city wall of Tianjiao City. Not far away were the weakened Tianding Emperor, the Fourth Prince, and Miao Meng in a red dress.

At this moment, the only people from the ten great sects still remaining in Tianjiao City were Miao Meng, and Yuan Duxiu, who was still cultivating with his eyes closed not far away.

Compared to Lan Shuixian and the others who were directly thrown out, Yuan Duxiu's treatment was naturally much better.

"After today, Mister will truly be famous throughout Dongzhou."

The Tianding Emperor slowly raised his eyebrows. Although his aura was weakened, his eyes were still deep, and he didn't seem to have any negative emotions.

On the contrary, he had a sense of openness as if he had seen through everything.

He was sizing up An Qisheng.

He could feel the tremendous change that had transformed him. At first glance, he was as transparent as glass, but without the fragility of glass. Instead, he was like a perfect golden elixir.

After just one battle, he seemed to have improved quite a bit compared to before the battle.

Such talent and wisdom...

The Tianding Emperor sighed in his heart. If it weren't for this moment, he would have wanted to test him.

While the Tianding Emperor was sizing up An Qisheng, An Qisheng was also sizing up the Tianding Emperor after his breakthrough.

A breakthrough is often not earth-shattering, but a matter of course.

The Tianding Emperor, who had shattered the vacuum more than a thousand years ago, if it weren't for the changes in the world, would have been qualified to be conferred nobility in the ancient or even the archaic times.

However, after the breakthrough, his aura had dropped even lower, like a cracked riverbed after an ocean had dried up, like snowflakes under the scorching sun.

This was no longer the exhaustion of oil, but almost a final flash.

But he knew that the Tianding Emperor had not exhausted his vitality because of the breakthrough, but because of the Zhuwang Platform.

This treasure, known as the number one Fenghou spiritual treasure in Dongzhou, had exhausted his lifespan and vitality.

As a result, he had no choice but to take a desperate gamble.

This was the danger of wielding a spiritual treasure beyond one's realm. Like a child wielding a sledgehammer, not only could they not unleash its power, but they would also injure themselves.

Hearing the Tianding Emperor's congratulations, An Qisheng also cupped his fists:

"To hear the Dao in the morning, one may die content in the evening. It is also gratifying that Fellow Daoist has achieved unity and become conferred nobility."

Clearly, the Tianding Emperor was already dying, but this Yuanyang Daoist offered congratulations.

This scene would seem inappropriate to ordinary people, but in the eyes of the Fourth Prince and Miao Meng, it was perfectly normal.

In the hundreds of thousands of years in Dongzhou, very few people had been able to break through this step.

Even looking at the entire Nine Provinces and Four Seas, there wouldn't be too many.

And the vast majority were the Gods, Saints, Kings, and Buddhas that emerged in the recent ancient times, along with the Guanglong Heavenly Lord.

More than 20,000 years after the Guanglong Supreme disappeared.

On the surface, only the Tianding Emperor had broken through this threshold in Dongzhou.

If one could exchange one's life for a moment of breakthrough, not to mention the Nine Provinces, even in Dongzhou, there would be countless people willing.

Naturally, it was gratifying and congratulatory.

"To hear the Dao in the morning, one may die content in the evening... Mister's words are quite apt."

The Tianding Emperor chewed over this sentence, first nodding, then shaking his head, and sighing softly: "Being conferred nobility is not my wish..."

On the verge of life and death, the Tianding Emperor's expression was still calm.

He even had a sense of washing away the lead and seeing through the world, obviously, compared to cultivation, his state of mind seemed to have broken through even more.

If it weren't for the exhaustion of lifespan and vitality, even in this world of great change, he might have had the possibility of taking another step forward.

"Alas."

The Fourth Prince sighed deeply.

Of the Tianding Fourteen Princes, he had spent the most time with the Tianding Emperor and had the deepest feelings. When this moment really arrived, he was also saddened.

"Is there no cure?"

An Qisheng glanced at the Fourth Prince.

The latter shook his head: "Even the few 'Longevity Spiritual Roots' that are said to have disappeared long ago may not be able to save him. The old man's injuries are not just injuries, his lifespan, potential, and origin have all dried up.

Unless he is baptized by the blood of an ancient Sage Emperor, and fed with 'Longevity Spiritual Roots', there may be a chance of salvation..."

The Tianding Emperor's lifespan was not depleted overnight.

He had already known about it many years ago, but after so many years, even though they had searched in all directions, and several brothers had traveled the world.

Even going to other major provinces, there was no news.

This last gamble of the Tianding Emperor was forced by many sects and holy lands, but he also contributed to it.

"Fourth, you go down, I have a few words to say to Mister."

The Tianding Emperor raised his hand and waved his sleeve in an irresistible manner.

In an instant, the void changed, and the Fourth Prince, along with Miao Meng and Yuan Duxiu, as well as Lan Shuixian and others who were coming to the city wall, instantly disappeared from the spot.

When they opened their eyes, they were already in the Forest of Steles.

Even Miao Meng and the Fourth Prince had no resistance, and they were both shocked.

"The Zhuwang Platform is actually a cemetery, a cemetery of kings..."

With many people disappearing, the Tianding Emperor's eyes were deep as he looked at An Qisheng:

"I am just a gravedigger..."