From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 310 The Immortal in the Tomb Within the Candle Dragon's Eyes

The countless figures within the Candle Dragon's Eye all have ancient and mysterious origins.

Some are situated in the chaotic void, some are hidden in the ancient immortal land, and some are located in magnificent palaces... They all eventually converge in the Candle Dragon's Eye through a special path.

At that moment, an uninvited guest appeared in the mist higher up.

When the blue-robed being, seated high on the divine throne, appeared carrying an imperial sword, all those beings of extraordinary origin looked up and cast their gazes upon him.

"That sword... the White Emperor Sword." Some sword cultivators in the mist whispered, clearly indicating that the newcomers were not friendly.

The supreme sword of the White Emperor Sword Ancestor, one of the five legendary emperors of the human race.

Aside from the extraterrestrial forces related to the White Emperor Sword Pavilion, as well as the ancient human lineages of Wenjian, Chixiao, and Fojian, several demon sword immortal lineages of the demon race are also familiar with the White Emperor Sword.

Any ancient sword-wielding lineage with real strength knows clearly that this is the number one sword technique of humankind throughout history.

In the era of mountains and seas, the human race was in dire straits on the earth. They were not only food for ferocious beasts, but also the favorite slaves of many gods. They were very hardworking and enduring.

Later, it was the White Emperor Sword Ancestor and others who used their swords to challenge the mountains and seas, thus establishing the fearsome reputation of the human race. The Sword Ancestor was one of the first ancient Qi cultivators from the human, demon, and other races to ascend to the Supreme Realm.

"The Dao Palace ascended to the platform, and traces of the White Emperor Sword emerged." A figure whispered, this chilling news had never been circulated before.

"The White Emperor Sword, was subdued by the Empress?" Chen Xuan looked up at the sky, surprised. The Empress was more ferocious than he had imagined.

The White Emperor Sword Spirit had briefly departed after opening the heavens, but later returned to the Dao Palace because he was spying on the Emperor Pavilion.

But at this moment, the Empress not only subdued the White Emperor Sword, but even used it to open the heavens and enter the Candle Dragon Eye. Even Chen Xuan, with his resolute will, was somewhat surprised and dazed.

"Is this female deity... a mountain spirit, or the goddess of Wushan?" A question arose from an ascended force originating from the ancient immortals.

"No, she's the Empress!" someone cried out in fear.
Those from more ancient and powerful factions recognized the Empress's identity at this moment, and felt a chill run down their spines. Some even knelt down, not daring to look directly at her divine countenance.

"Wow..."

Within the Candle Dragon's Eyes, in the mist surrounding each of the various factions, True Monarch-level beings revealed their true forms one after another, demonstrating their respect and reverence for the arrival of the Imperial Princess.

Among the forces behind the Mountain and Sea Banquet, there are quite a few Celestial True Monarchs, many of whom have now appeared to pay homage to the Empress.

The Empress sat atop the divine throne, her eyes, devoid of joy or sorrow, gazing down upon the myriad beings below. The rich gold within her eyes symbolized the purest divinity in the world.

The mortals who wander the world have golden eyes, but they are impure and not as pure as the innate gods.

This is essentially an imitation... The path of cultivation originates from innate deities, such as ascending to divine lands, nine reincarnations, and the authority of the Dao, all of which are evolving the power of heavenly gods and earthly deities.

In a majestic, undulating celestial land, a woman holding an oil-paper umbrella, surrounded by earth-elemental energy, said with a grin, "The great deity has arrived; some demons are in for trouble."

Without a word, everyone, human and demon alike, quickly realized why the Empress had come...

Xinzhai (心斋)

It must be Xinzai who's behind this!

"Save...save..." Beiming Kunpeng cried out in anguish, but with a "poof," its head exploded completely, and the power of Xinzhai continued to spread, swallowing and shattering the remaining life and spirit.

The palm of the carefree mountain demon lord hovered in mid-air.

He said nothing.

The carefree mountain demon, whose hair was a mix of black and white, stared at the goddess spirit in the sky with a silent and solemn expression, but in the end, he made no move.

because.

Beneath the Empress's throne lies the ruins of a black immortal pavilion, where the disheveled head of an ancient Kunpeng immortal slowly rolls, dripping golden blood.

"Well..."

This ancient immortal Kunpeng from the Middle Ages once ascended to immortality with the main lineage of Xiaoyao Mountain. The trace of his remains on the ascension platform of the Dao Palace was permanently erased by the Empress.

Is this a stern warning?
The Demon Lord of Yaoyao Mountain remained motionless, his mind swirling with countless thoughts, and everyone felt that he was incredibly desolate at that moment.

As the Empress arrived wielding the White Emperor Sword, an unexpected turn of events and a sense of oppression swept over them like a monstrous wave, instilling a profound sense of foreboding in everyone.

"Crack!"

Not long after, the Northern Kunpeng, who had reached the pinnacle of spiritual travel, died in front of everyone.

It was pulled into oblivion by the power of the Heart-Cleansing that traced back to its source. First, its head collapsed, then its body turned into a lifeless gray-white, and finally turned into dust, as if it had been casually wiped away by a giant hand and disappeared forever.

"No!" The regretful cry of the Northern Darkness Kunpeng completely dissipated in the eyes of the Candle Dragon.

This was a demon god capable of plucking stars and seizing the moon; one step further and he would be a true lord who would rule the mortal world, leaving his mark in ancient history. But now, he has fallen so tragically.

"It can kill a high-level Divine Traveler!" Inside the Dao Palace, Chen Xuan's heart stirred as he saw a rather satisfactory answer.

"..."

The Demon Lord of Xiaoyao Mountain remained silent, his expression as gloomy as still water. He slowly lowered his arm, and in the end, he did not offer any assistance to Beiming Kunpeng.

The sudden and unexpected demise of a master at the pinnacle of spiritual cultivation is an extremely devastating loss for any power.

A thick fog rolled in, and hazy figures floated about, all gazing up at the deity in the sky. Brilliant divine light cascaded down like a waterfall, hidden in the fog, forming an enchanting yet sacred atmosphere.

But the overwhelming sense of oppression was almost suffocating.

"Your Majesty is truly domineering," Chen Xuan thought to herself, witnessing a completely different side of the imperial princess. The young princess was indeed a stark contrast.

"This... the Imperial Princess stood up for Xinzhai." Many people whispered.

Silence speaks louder than words. The Empress descended, and without doing anything, everyone felt her awe-inspiring majesty and understood her irresistible will.

She was very angry because of Xinzhai.

Some people need to pay a bloody price for this.

A significant portion of the forces here despise the existence of Xinzhai, with many remaining neutral and tacitly approving, and some even secretly pushing for the descent of Kunpeng from Xiaoyao Mountain to the mortal realm…

But at this moment, the face and foundation of the Kunpeng of Xiaoyao Mountain, as well as many other forces, have vanished.

No one could have predicted that a seemingly insurmountable "small matter" would develop in this way. Because, with two supreme beings descending to the mortal realm, even if they could only unleash a portion of their power, they were far beyond the capabilities of any young prodigy, not to mention the assistance of the Kunpeng Immortal's spiritual power.

If everything goes smoothly, Xinzhai will suffer a dimensional attack from a higher realm, with no chance of survival and a very slim chance of escaping the calamity.

But no one expected that a wisp of the Empress's immortal trace was hidden in the Ascension Platform of the Dao Palace. No information about the Empress or the White Emperor Sword had ever been circulated at previous Mountain and Sea Banquets.

At this moment, the Empress has come for Chen Xuan of Xinzhai. She sits high in the sky, her divine eyes looking down indifferently at all living beings, but the fear and oppression she creates are almost greater than the sum of the fears experienced by many great cultivators in their entire lives.

"This..." On the other side, Chi Que stared blankly at everything that was happening, feeling a chill run down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

It turned its head in terror and found that the True Monarch-level being that had come with it was staring at it with eyes as red as the sun, filled with pity and helplessness. Then, it let out a soft sigh.

"No! You sent me..." The red sparrow's eyes were filled with extreme horror, as if struck by lightning.

But the next moment, crimson heavenly fire of the True Monarch level burst forth from its mouth. Then, scalding magma flowed from its seven orifices, and fierce tribulation fire ignited in its bones. It was forced to self-immolate and quickly turned into ashes, which scattered with the wind.

The second Demon God of the Endless Realm vanished!

"Don't blame me for this, but for the sake of the sect's great cause, I have no choice but to make you suffer first." This True Monarch-level being, who was related to the Vermilion Bird's lineage, sighed and withdrew his gaze. Clearly, he was forced to make a difficult choice for the sake of the greater good.

In any case, confronting the destined-to-be-extinct Empress and the White Emperor Sword head-on at this moment would be the most costly and wrong choice.

"The Vermilion Bird Mountain's lineage is flexible and adaptable, truly a testament to its unbroken tradition. This force must not be allowed to remain," Chen Xuan thought to himself. Such forces, capable of decisively cutting off limbs to survive and directly eliminating their own members, pose the greatest threat.

"Phew..." At this moment, many people finally breathed a sigh of relief, as Beiming Kunpeng and Chique finally perished.

All the evil demons who descended to earth are dead... Shouldn't she be satisfied and leave now? She will eventually have to leave.

The princess remained silent, but everyone could clearly sense that the atmosphere was no longer as oppressive as before. The princess was about to leave, and everything was coming to an end.

The Demon Lord of Xiaoyao Mountain raised his hand again, staring at the Empress who had risen from her divine throne in the sky, seemingly about to leave.
At that moment, he gritted his teeth, the feathers of his black wings trembling as if thousands of heavenly blades were raised. He rose from the mist and questioned, "That's it?!"

The voice was deep and muffled like thunder, imposing without anger, filled with the repression and bloodlust of this demon lord. He had weathered thousands of years of trials and tribulations, and was a great lord. Even in ancient times, beings of the lord level were all important figures, and were never slighted by any being.

The other party was merely a wisp of immortal thought left behind by a celestial being!

Above the sky, the Empress's gaze swept across the heavens like a galaxy, and she gently raised the trembling White Emperor Sword in her hand: "Of course, it's more than that."

It's like a trivial matter that you have to deal with casually before leaving.

The river of time seemed to freeze for a moment.

The Empress raised the White Emperor Sword, and a dazzling white sword light, majestic and powerful, descended as if it would pierce through the heavens and the earth.

"Zheng——"

In an instant, blood-stained wings, shattered Kun scales, golden-red blood bones, and the broken Dao principles of the True Monarch mingled with the torrent of White Emperor's sword energy, pushing deeper into the dark mist...

"No--"

The Demon Lord's roar was heart-wrenching, and then everything fell into eternal silence.

All were terrified.

It was as if the Heavenly Emperor's sword had annihilated a Demon True Monarch, while the Empress merely raised the White Emperor Sword with a casual gesture, and the White Emperor Sword light, once hailed as the most lethal weapon throughout the ages, was brought down.

"This sword energy..." Chen Xuan vaguely felt that the "White Emperor Sword Scripture" in his mind was also responding.

At the same time, the white emperor's sword light pressed forward relentlessly, continuing to slash into a piece of immortal land at the far end of the mist, as if creating the world and stirring up a bloody storm.

After watching that region turn into chaos, the Empress turned and left through the Candle Dragon's Eye.

"My God, has the True Lord of Xiaoyao Mountain fallen and been reincarnated?!" someone exclaimed in horror, unable to accept the scene before them.

"The younger ones were killed by Xinzhai in the lower realm, and the older ones were destroyed by the Empress in the Candle Dragon's Eye."

"The Empress has probably unleashed a sword strike close to the level of immortals, or even a true immortal-level strike..." a True Monarch muttered to himself.

The Dao Palace Ascension Platform, which can bypass the Immortal Palace's blockade, is an ancient immortal artifact. The highest immortal trace that it emanates is far more powerful than that of an ordinary True Monarch.

“Xin Zhai deserves fair treatment at the Mountain and Sea Banquet and should not be underestimated,” someone whispered.

"She can even connect with traces of an ancient imperial princess. It seems that his relationship with the current mountain spirit is deeper than we imagined... Is this high-ranking deity, who has always lived in seclusion, no longer behaving himself?" someone made an inconceivable guess.

"The First Generation Xinzhai was the biggest culprit in the destruction of the Mountain and Sea God Clan. It is puzzling that the Empress is doing this now."

"Could it be that he has been tempted by worldly desires? Chen Xuan of Xinzhai is indeed a handsome man... Such things have happened before." A female cultivator speculated with doubt. Some beings in the world possess a thin layer of divine blood, and are the offspring of ancient Qi cultivators and war-worn gods.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful with your words. You must not speak recklessly about immortal-level deities..."

As the princess departed, countless discussions arose, all speculating about the relationship between the princess and Xinzhai.

……

……

Not long after, on the Tongtian Corridor of the Dao Palace, Chen Xuan saw the Empress again and couldn't help but exclaim, "Your Majesty is truly amazing, worthy of our respect."

“…Hmm.” The princess responded softly, secretly puffing out her chest a little. Clearly, Chen Xuan’s words of praise made her quite pleased.

At this moment, the golden light in her eyes had completely subsided, replaced by a clear and gentle glow, no longer exuding majesty.

"Your Heart Cleansing is also very powerful," she said, offering a polite compliment to Chen Xuan. But this was no exaggeration; the fourth level of Heart Cleansing could erase all traces of life, a terrifying ability that any cultivator would fear.

Chen Xuan looked at the Empress and found that her figure was becoming increasingly dim. She had exhausted too much energy from the battle with the White Emperor Sword and her forced entry into the Candle Dragon Eye at the top of the Dao Palace.

At the same time, the White Emperor Sword was no longer in her hands.

"The White Emperor Sword's intent was very strong and difficult to control continuously, so it escaped in an instant."

The Empress smiled and told Chen Xuan that the White Emperor Sword Thought would not cause any more trouble. But then, her expression became solemn and puzzled. She said, "There is a celestial aura hidden in the eyes of the Candle Dragon Mountain God, but it has become corrupted, like a celestial being in a tomb."

"Immortal?" Chen Xuan was taken aback when he heard the voice. Among the behind-the-scenes forces that held the Mountain and Sea Banquet, there was actually an immortal-level being!

"The murky waters of the Mountain and Sea Banquet are much deeper than we imagined," the Empress said with certainty.

(End of this chapter)