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

Chapter 382 The Next Immortal

Emperor Ji was a good person.

When Wei Tianjun was about to perish, he voluntarily stopped his ascension to immortality. Within the imperial palace, the misty immortal fog completely disappeared, as if it had never existed, leaving only desolation.

"Your Majesty the Emperor!!" In the capital, many members of the Ji family and high-ranking officials wept upon seeing this, realizing that they had reached the end of their rope.

Above the imperial palace, the aged figure of an emperor slowly emerged.

His imperial robes billowed, exuding an aura of royalty, and golden divine light emanated from his crown. His eyes were calm and serene, yet the supreme majesty he radiated still compelled people to worship him from the bottom of their hearts.

"An indecisive old man." On the palace wall, a woman wearing a veil with a qilin design sighed softly, "But he was a good emperor, I suppose."

In the capital city, all the local cultivators, as well as cultivators from other forces who were staying there, were all bewildered. The appearance of Emperor Ji touched everyone's hearts. Was this a sign of giving up?
"What's going on?" Chen Xuan looked bewildered and subconsciously scratched the back of his head, completely confused. Had the Emperor Ji just given up halfway through?

Did Emperor Ji have any backup plans?
Are we really going to rely on Wei Tianjun alone? No matter how powerful Doubu Zhenjun is, he can't be used like a donkey!

"Ji Xuanji!" In the Great Ruins, Wei Tianjun roared to the sky, his face full of resentment.

He fought until he went mad, his face like a mythical beast, his beard and hair standing on end, his white hair dancing wildly, his robes tattered, revealing an old body full of power, his muscles bulging like an old dragon, his blood and qi burning with rage.

Wei Tianjun launched another desperate attack, unleashing the Primordial Divine Fist with his single arm, striking the heavens above and pounding the netherworld below, fighting a bloody battle until death.

"boom!"

The immense fist light illuminated the entire Taixu, blasting the chest of a Doubu Demon True Lord, splattering blood and bones. His roar, like that of a trapped beast, was like the wailing of ghosts and the weeping of gods, and could be clearly heard even by the gods of Taixu tens of thousands of miles away.

Let's work together and finish this sooner.

With one True Lord speaking up, the other three True Lords were forced to join the battle. Wei Tianjun was simply too fierce and powerful. If they did not join forces, some True Lords might suffer serious injuries or even perish.

The nine True Lords joined forces, shaking heaven and earth. No matter how hard Wei Tianjun fought against heaven and earth, he was still exhausted and his heroic spirit was waning.

"boom!"

A Dao Lord-level True Monarch unleashed a devastating weapon: a blue tombstone related to an ancient sage. It transformed into countless tombstones, breaking Wei Tianjun's Xing Tian Secret Technique. As heavy as heaven and earth, it crushed the spines of the demonic clones one by one.

Immediately afterwards, another Great True Lord unleashed a bronze immortal chain that stretched across the Great Ruins, pinning Wei Tianjun to the Great Ruins, causing him to bleed profusely. In addition, countless high-grade cyan-purple talismans, like a world-destroying rain of light, tightly sealed his mangled body.

"Everyone, please stop."

Emperor Ji's sigh echoed once more, reaching the Great Void, ordering the True Lords to cease their battle and stop attacking Wei Tianjun.

Within the Great Void, the nine True Lords turned around, each revealing a strange expression, their eyes flashing with a dark light as they coldly observed.

"Emperor Ji, are you relying on only Wei Tianjun? He is no longer able to fight." A True Lord who had been silent until now spoke coldly.

In the capital city, many people looked ashen-faced. Emperor Ji might have been a bit arrogant this time. No matter how strong Wei Tianjun was, he couldn't withstand all the dangers on his own.

Although, besides Wei Tianjun, there are many other True Lords who would choose to support Emperor Ji.

But those people were stopped halfway before they even got close to the grand ceremony, so they couldn't play much of a role.

"..."

The Emperor Ji's expression was calm, his eyes like the sunset, but a trace of regret flashed across his face, making him appear even older.

This is probably what they mean by "a hero grows old and his spirit fades."

Emperor Ji was a rather unfortunate man. He achieved fame at a young age, surpassing all others in the Central Plains, and ascended to the throne as a True Lord early on, truly a great ruler of his time. However, at the same time, a Tai Xuan emerged in the Southern Region, and thus all the glory of the Earthly Virtue was concentrated in the Southern Region.

Until a thousand years ago, everything changed. Qingnang declined, Taixuan perished, and the title of the First True Lord of Earth De was transferred to him.

However, this does not mean that Emperor Ji was not strong. Anyone who knows his life will feel awe, because he was an extraordinary person. During his reign of several thousand years, he almost unified the entire Earthly Deity of the Five Directions.

When he first entered the True Lord realm, he killed a demon True Lord who cultivated the Earth Virtue.

He was kind by nature and never harmed the other Earth Virtue True Lords of the human race. He simply relied on his long lifespan to outlive all the Earth Virtue True Lords of the other human dojos.

In the last few thousand years, apart from the Ji family, no other Earth Virtue True Lord has emerged on the Five Directions Land.

"Emperor Ji, you have already begun to show signs of becoming an immortal."

The nine True Lords stared at Emperor Ji. Among them, the Qilin True Lord sighed and said, "But it is a pity that the human race will not produce any more immortals... The next immortal should have been promised to the Mingwang True Lord of the Western Land not long ago."

These words shocked everyone and sent chills down their spines. The next immortal in the mortal world was already predetermined!
"Father, he really is Father! No wonder he went to challenge the Sword Master of the White Emperor Sword Pavilion!" In a corner of Taixu, Little Ming King Kong Xuan, his face flushed, clenched his fist.

"Damn it, the Immortal Palace truly deserves to die!" In the courtyard, Su Fuyao, Qi Lian, and other cultivators from the Sword Inquiry Dojo all looked furious.

Because the Peacock True Lord, the foremost being in the Western Lands, is said to be a demon swordsman who cultivates white qi, a "rebellious" element similar to the human Wei Tianjun. Moreover, in recent years, the Peacock Great Bright King True Lord has colluded with many Doubu demons, gradually encroaching on many temples in the Western Lands' [Little Spirit Mountain].

"Another demon-immortal is about to emerge." Chen Xuan frowned. When he glimpsed a corner of the Immortal Palace, among the nine Golden Core Immortal seats he saw, only Earth Virtue and Metal Virtue were in human form.

If the Golden Virtue White Qi position were to change its name and identity, replacing the ancient Buddha statue, which is suspected to be from a temple in Xiaoling Mountain, with the Peacock King, the consequences would be chilling.

At the very least, with the element of metal in the Five Elements, the human race will find itself unstable.

"I already knew about this matter decades ago after the fall of the Great Yu Dynasty," Emperor Ji said.

His tone was calm, but some of the information he revealed shocked everyone.

In the past two years, people have speculated that there is a Wood Virtue Immortal behind the Great Yu Dynasty, but the Great Yu Dynasty has fallen into ruin. Does this mean that the human immortals in the Immortal Palace have already been completely defeated?

"This..." In the Great Void, the indifference of some True Lords faded, and a cloud of doubt appeared on their faces.

"Emperor Ji, further words are useless. Now that we are here, your path to immortality is in vain. Do not implicate others. Quickly dissolve your body." A True Monarch spoke sternly.

The Celestial Palace issued a decree that the Dali Ji family would no longer be as prosperous as before. The vacant position of Earth Virtue True Lord would be divided among the myriad races of demons, and the Earth Virtue of the Five Elements would no longer be a domain almost exclusively occupied by the human race.

However, Emperor Ji's response surprised many people.

"Heaven cherishes life. If you all leave now, I will pretend you were never here," he said.

Emperor Ji was already at his wit's end, yet he still chose to fight to the death?

"Although you are the master of the supreme lineage, you underestimate us. Since you are so stubborn, then we will send you on your way!" Dou Zhenjun of Qilin Mountain roared and made his move in an instant.

Its head and horns were prominent, and a pair of sharp Qilin horns on its forehead shone brightly. Suddenly, white divine light emanated from it, transforming into a divine bell with runes, which fell into the mortal world.

This is the culmination of the principles of battle, a powerful divine attack of his, as heavy as a divine mountain, enveloping the entire capital city.

Under the cover of night, the Emperor Ji was enveloped in golden light. He made no move, but a figure flashed out from the imperial palace beneath him.

"Keng!"

The runic divine bell was shattered by the humanoid figure's finger, and the broken fragments of the bell transformed into a dazzling white light that disappeared into the air.

"A Dao trace!" The Demon True Monarch stared intently. This was a wisp of immortal-level Dao trace, which had been awakened by Emperor Ji. Its divine power was comparable to that of a True Monarch!

"boom!"

An even more terrifying battle erupted, this time involving six True Lords who all unleashed their unparalleled divine powers, striking out of the Great Void and crashing into the Imperial Capital.

A myriad of mysterious lights intertwined, celestial sounds filled the air, and six different attacks descended, some were magical techniques and divine powers, others were supreme treasures of the sect, all more dazzling than the sun, moon and stars, their radiance illuminating millions of miles of the mortal world.

"Kill!" the six True Monarchs shouted in unison. If it were just one person, they would not dare to offend Dali, but today so many lineages have come together, and their combined strength may not be inferior to that of the Ji family!
The void was collapsing, and the millions of miles of mortal land below were shaking. If this had happened in the Southern Region, this single, incredibly powerful attack would have been enough to destroy an entire province.

Everyone collapsed to the ground. Although they had not yet been attacked, they could not withstand the chaotic fluctuations of immortal energy in the world, and the whole world seemed to be about to be destroyed.

The Emperor Ji remained calm, his white hair fluttering in the wind. He raised one hand and spoke softly, as if uttering a supreme decree.

Only Chen Xuan could be autonomous in battles of this level, his pure immortal energy forming a self-contained system, isolating him from external influences and maintaining his independence.

"They've all come back to life." He saw the aura of cause and effect rising in the imperial palace, and extremely dazzling humanoid figures of light and shadow rising up, exuding the vast aura of ancient times.

These are the Dao traces that remain in the Imperial Palace. At this moment, nine of them have manifested their true forms, each with an extraordinary origin. Now, under the decree of Emperor Ji, they have all awakened.

"boom!"

The heavens and earth collapsed, revealing a figure with a blurred face, wearing an imperial crown, sacred and vast, holding an array diagram in his hand, engraved with various ancient patterns such as mountains and rivers, sun and moon.

The divine light shone like gold, blooming brilliantly. The figure in the imperial crown summoned the array diagram, uttered the voice of a sage, and led the way to the heavens, unstoppable!
"A wisp of sage's thought? Its power is probably close to that of an immortal!"

"Emperor? No, perhaps it's some imperial son!"

Several Great True Monarchs felt their hair stand on end; this situation was terrifying. Nine powerful spiritual energy surged from the Imperial Palace, each capable of unleashing at least True Monarch-level power.

Besides the figure in the imperial crown, there were also two Daoist spirits among them, whose auras were extremely strong. In terms of power alone, they were no less than those near-immortal Great True Monarchs in the world.

This power is so formidable that even immortals cannot contend with it!

"Is this the foundation of the Ji family? It's terrifying. In the Imperial Palace... there seem to be some even more terrifying Dao traces still dormant." A demon True Monarch, his body icy cold and his eyes filled with apprehension, gazed into the depths of the Imperial Palace.

Everyone was shocked. The power of the Ji family was beyond words. No wonder they were called the supreme lineage that would last for eternity!
(End of this chapter)