The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 108 The Storm Ends, Everyone Gains; Ancient Emperor Mountain Shakes the Lake of Reincarnation

The Great Sage pulls the chariot, while the God King sits in his palanquin.

This arrogant and unrestrained scene shocked everyone, even the eight ancestral kings who had arrived were stunned and felt a chill in their hearts.

The colossal beast pulling the chariot was a hundred feet tall, exuding the aura of a ferocious predator. Its body was covered with hideous scales, especially the hundred enormous spear-like spikes that grew from its back, pointing diagonally towards the sky, terrifying and frightening. Coupled with its mouth full of snow-white teeth that seemed to swallow the Milky Way, it resembled a calamity beast lord from the beginning of time.

call!
With just a breath, the raging winds it stirred up were enough to overturn saints, sweep away stars, and directly distort and change the course of a galaxy in the sky. Hundreds of millions of stars were displaced, creating terrifying cosmic tides that surged and swept across the heavens.

"Great Sage! Is this the Heaven-Slaying Beast Clan from the mythical era? Such beings can grow to the level of Quasi-Emperor, how could they willingly become slaves to others and be used as servants?" One of the Eight Ancestral Kings exclaimed in disbelief. The Undying Divine Dynasty had historical records describing this ancient beast, which was extremely violent.

The words "killing the heavens" were not empty words; they were earned through bloodshed. Yet now he was pulling a rickshaw for someone else. It seemed impossible, and he even wondered if he was seeing things.

But at this moment, what attracted the most attention was not the giant beast pulling the chariot, but the human figure that was gradually rising from the dragon chariot.

He was a spirited young man with dragon-like eyebrows and a high nose, exuding a majestic and martial aura. He wore an imperial crown on his head, which shimmered with purple-gold light. His red hair was tied up, and he wore an ancient imperial robe embroidered with scenes of ascension to immortality and patterns of gods and demons submitting to him. His whole being radiated a glow, exuding an air of nobility.

With the dragon chariot, imperial crown, and imperial robes adorning him, he possessed an aura of dominance over the world, a sense of supreme power. Every step he took resonated with a unique energy, as if the heavens and earth were in harmony with his Dao. He seemed not like a human being, but rather like an ancient deity descended to earth, looking down upon the mortal realm.

"That's... him? The Sun King?" "Impossible! How could a Dao Slayer like him be qualified to have the Great Sage pull his chariot?"

"The Ferocious Beast King who slaughters the heavens is pulling the cart. He is the king of his clan. His ancestral techniques can reverse the order of heaven and earth and overturn the laws of the universe. He is extremely brutal. How could he be willing to be a servant? Especially a king? I don't believe it. It's impossible. This can't be true!"

The eight divine descendants who arrived were all horrified and refused to believe the facts before their eyes. The Great Sage pulling the king's chariot was simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!
Unheard, unseen.

"You act like flies and maggots, yet you dare to covet the heavens!" Wang Hongwu sneered, his expression displeased. Anyone whose gaze swept over him felt almost suffocated, unable to help but retreat, their muscles and bones feeling as if they were about to break, unable to resist.

A person's reputation precedes them. The Sun King has swept across the world for so many years, suppressing ancient imperial heirs, killing forbidden zone princes, beheading half-saints, and wielding supreme divine weapons. He has fought his way to this point and his reputation is illustrious. These people's expressions froze for a moment. Although they were extremely angry, they dared not turn against him.

However, instead of taking the initiative, Wang Hongwu pressed forward aggressively, delivering a powerful punch.

Taiyo Taiken!

The overwhelming flames swept across the sky and earth, threatening to burn the stars and boil the moon. The eight divine descendants felt a chill in their hearts and quickly dodged, but the immense fist wind and the earth-shaking battle intent transformed into a hurricane from the ends of the earth and swept in, causing him pain all over his body.

Those behind coughed up blood and flew out, exploding in mid-air. Several half-saints also turned pale and retreated step by step, their bodies ignited and disintegrated. Even the Ancestral King was affected, his gaze darkening, and he was even more incredulous that this young man had directly broken through the barrier of the Saint Realm and could fight against a saint.

This was so shocking that he forgot to speak, watching helplessly as the Holy Prince walked out and stood shoulder to shoulder with the Sun King, coldly glancing at him and saying, "Shameless thing, you don't participate in the war or make any contributions, yet you still want to reap the benefits, get out of here!"

"Holy Prince!" the Eight Ancestral Kings shouted coldly. It was unacceptable for a dignified saint to be humiliated like this by a Dao Slayer. However, just as he released the pressure of his saintly domain, a divine gourd suddenly rose up, dripping with platinum light, sparkling brightly. But the gourd mouth, with its supreme power rising and falling, was aimed at him, preventing the saint from making any rash moves.

“Guhuang Mountain, you’ve gone too far! You’re letting other royal families do the work while you reap the rewards? Do you really think this is still the era of the Undying Divine Dynasty?” Yuan Gu’s expression was firm. He also took a step forward and stood with the Ziwei Sect and Huaguo Mountain, forcing the Eight Divine Descendants to submit.

This scene stirred up a storm of emotions in everyone's eyes. Had the three royal families of Primitive Lake, Flower Fruit Mountain, and Ziwei Sect joined forces?
However, upon further reflection, they realized, "Yes, a Great Sage has perished at Primordial Lake, while Flower Fruit Mountain and the Purple Star Sect have each gained a Great Sage. Considering the previous goodwill from the Dao Heart Fruit, joining forces with them is indeed the best choice."

"What, you've come to steal our benefits, have you even asked us Great Sages beforehand!" At this moment, the Great Sage Taiyin also looked down, his blood energy surging like a vast ocean, overwhelming and suffocating people. The golden-eyed, green-scaled beast cried out and knelt on the ground. The Ancestor King fell down, his body trembling uncontrollably in the face of the Great Sage's might.

These people struggled violently, but their bodies were out of control and they could not withstand the power. They all went limp, as if facing a god.

"Is that the former Ziwei Sect Master? Wasn't he a Heavenly King? When did he become a Great Sage?!" The eight divine descendants were horrified, their hearts roaring. They never expected that the Ziwei Sect would have another Great Sage. What had happened while they were focused on nurturing the children of the gods?
How could the outside world have changed so drastically!

"Why are they so eager to plunder? What is it about the Underworld that they value? Is it really as they say, that the remains and relics of a divine general were unearthed in the Netherworld?" Great Sage Yanqi asked with a strange expression. Guhuangshan seemed to be very interested in this stronghold of the Underworld in the Western Desert, as if he had come for some reason.

This made many people's eyes flicker. What was in this stronghold that made Guhuang Mountain so concerned?

Boom! The next moment, the ancient war chariot rumbled, and Wang Hongwu coldly drove the dragon chariot toward the eight divine descendants, making them feel the oppression of the sun and moon falling on their shoulders and ten thousand mountains pressing down on their bodies.

With each step the chariot took forward, they retreated ten feet, their footprints growing deeper and deeper, leaving more and more black marks on the earth. In the end, some even wailed and knelt down, unable to withstand the oppressive force.

Thump! Once it started, it wouldn't stop. One after another, the descendants of the Eight Gods knelt down, forced to prostrate themselves before the dragon chariot.

Everyone's expression changed. One of the dominant races on the ancient star, a descendant of the dignified Undying Divine Dynasty, a descendant of the Divine Generals, was actually being forced to grovel and kneel before the Sun King. This was truly terrifying.

Even so, the dragon carriage continued to press forward steadily, as if it wanted to run over the kneeling worshippers.

Was he going to be crushed alive? People were stunned. The Sun King's dominance was obvious to all, and this result was truly speechless.

Wang Hongwu remained silent, but the Slaughtering Beast King, who had been suppressing his anger for so long, grew impatient. With a low roar, it opened its mouth wide, and a terrifying vortex that covered the sky suddenly appeared. In an instant, it devoured all eight divine descendants who had arrived, leaving not a single one behind.

Even the arriving Ancestral King and Titled Ancestral King could not escape; they were instantly shattered, their primordial spirit and physical body both vanishing.

"A few flies, buzzing around!"

It whispered menacingly, its ferocious aura sending shivers down everyone's spines. Such a powerful and malevolent sage was being used as a force by the Ziwei Sect, and those who were its enemies were bound to tremble with fear.

"Now it's peaceful." The Holy Prince stretched, somersaulted, and went back to the Underworld to search for resources. Along the way, he kept scanning with his fiery eyes. A few fish that had slipped through the net were hiding here using secret treasures, but he found them one by one and killed them.

Wang Hongwu looked around, and everyone lowered their heads and dared not look him in the eye. In an instant, the wind and clouds gathered and dispersed, the dragon chariot turned around and disappeared into the ruins of the underworld. Duan De accompanied him, and the Origin Heaven Divine Runes on his hands kept appearing, illuminating the road ahead and guiding the direction.

As they walked, they disappeared underground, plunging headfirst into the earth's veins.

There was no life or light in the earth's veins; it was a desolate and lifeless place where not even a trace of earth energy or minerals could be seen. They had all been extracted by the underworld to carry out acts of extinction.

"Keep going, keep going. This place is unusually dense with death energy. Those guys must be cultivating something underground." Duan De was excited. The two of them went underground for thousands of miles and arrived at the core. All around them, magma was constantly churning. It was pitch black, like the blood of some evil spirit flowing. It was very creepy.

As Wang Hongwu opened his Sun and Moon Heavenly Eyes, he scanned his surroundings. Apart from the magma, there was a sinister and terrifying aura, as if he had arrived at the source of death, making his body feel like it was about to shatter and his hair stand on end.

On the barren ground ahead, the remains of saints appeared, undecayed. Their bones, blood, and flesh were immortal divine objects that could be forged into sacred weapons.

However, after touching the bones, Duan De walked away in disappointment. Although the bones on the ground were incredibly hard and indestructible, they did not have any holy power fluctuations and had long lost their divine nature.

"Is it too ancient? At least tens of thousands of years. It seems that the underworld unearthed the relics here and then added to them, creating something new." The fat Taoist muttered as he continued to delve deeper. Soon after, they saw another piece of saint's skin, wrinkled and dull, with a few drops of blood that were no different from ordinary blood.

It seems that several saints perished here in the past. For some unknown reason, even their corpses lost their divine power. The underworld is helpless to communicate with them, and they are only slightly better off than the Daoist realm.

"What's that?" Suddenly, the unscrupulous Taoist priest's expression hardened, and he pointed ahead. Magma was gushing forth there, its temperature scorching hot; an ordinary person would surely be reduced to ashes. But within the magma lay a stone the size of a millstone, its surface cracked and splitting, containing a black liquid within, like melted black jade, its surface shimmering with a dark, flowing light. Whoosh! As soon as the two approached, a cool, icy aura swept over them.

That was an extremely terrifying aura of death. Wang Hongwu raised an eyebrow upon seeing it. This was far more exaggerated than the power cultivated by Yama. Although the stone was only the size of a millstone, it made people feel as if they were facing a vast ocean of death. The black liquid inside was enough to make people's minds collapse, and every wisp of aura that overflowed was enough to turn even a Dao Slayer into bones.

“I know what this is now. It seems we’re really lucky. The underworld set up this place to feed this divine material, but it turned out to be a waste of our efforts.”

A moment later, he realized that this was one of the materials needed to repair the humanoid battle formation: the Heart of the Dead!

This mineral has a one in a billion chance of being born only in extremely deadly places. The black mineral contains the miracle of immortality and is extremely rare.

"You're lucky. Let's see. Maybe we can gather other materials. The Underworld has no shortage of precious materials of the Yin Death type." Duan De patted his belly. This huge Heart of the Death Realm has absorbed the death energy of many sages. No wonder it can cause the sages who break in to decay. If they hadn't had the protection of the Quasi-Emperor's Chariot, they probably wouldn't have been able to get close.

"I wonder if this thing will be effective for cultivating the Taiyin Mother Scripture?" Wang Hongwu's heart stirred slightly. The Taiyin Origin Power also encompasses death and Yin Turbidity. Perhaps he could use it to cultivate his own different Taiyin Path?

The next moment, the Immortal-Slaying Gourd flew out, and the nine-colored fire mist illuminated the black aura. The gourd opened its mouth and directly absorbed the Heart of the Death Realm. As soon as this thing disappeared, the boiling yin energy and death aura in this place instantly faded away, and a calm scene was restored. Even the color of the magma became brighter, with dark red emerging from the blackness.

"Wait, don't rush off, there's something deeper inside." Wang Hongwu was about to leave when Duan De stopped him again. He carefully looked at the ley lines above the Heart of the Dead, his eyes showing a strange light. Suddenly, he took out a hoe and shovel and dug a passage with a fierce chisel.

"When it comes to digging techniques, you have to look to Duan De..." Wang Hongwu thought to himself, and slowly followed him. He saw Duan De digging around an area like a headless fly, going up and down repeatedly, studying it over and over again. In the end, however, he abandoned it and suddenly swung his hoe in the completely opposite direction.

Bang! Instantly, earth and stones flew everywhere, and seven skeletons that had recently perished were discovered here. Two were human, and five were of other races. Judging from the marks, they had died around the time when the quasi-emperor corpse spirits fell.

What's even more striking is that among them are 108 blood-red stones, known as Soul Blood Stones, which are extremely rare and said to be found only in outer space.

"I knew it. These guys saw that things were not going well and tried to escape with the Soul Blood Stone, but they were unlucky and were wiped out by the aftershocks of the Quasi-Emperor Corpse's self-destruction. However, the item was preserved."

This kind of stone is the favorite of ghost saints, as it can enhance their soul power and be forged into terrifying weapons. The fat Taoist puffed out his belly proudly, feeling smug about his newfound merit.

"Now we've obtained half of the materials needed to repair the battle formation, and there are ways to collect the other half, so it shouldn't be difficult." Wang Hongwu's face lit up with joy upon seeing this; it was indeed a stroke of good fortune.

Just as Duan De said, the underworld, a place of darkness, naturally possesses such rare treasures, directly providing him with half of the materials he needed.

As for the Chaos Stone and the Primordial Life Stone, one was retrieved from the Immortal Transformation Pool by someone in later generations, so it's worth exploring. The other can be sought by looking for the Fire Kirin or by re-entering the Primordial Ancient Mine.

They then searched underground for a while, but found no further traces, so they returned to the ruins above to continue their search for treasure.

The ancient royal heirs also searched here. It was the cultivation ground of the Blood Sin Great Sage and other leaders. There were many divine objects left that they hadn't had time to collect. The worst ones were Great Sage level materials, and they were top-level. Among them were divine materials needed to forge quasi-emperor magic weapons. If you were lucky enough, it was not impossible to find a small piece of immortal gold or other materials exclusive to Dao Proving Ones.

Wang Hongwu, relying on his Heavenly Eye and Dragon-Seeking Technique, actually found a palm-sized piece of Purple Gold Divine Iron. This was the essence extracted from the Purple Gold Iron Mine in the Western Desert. The Blood Demon Great Sage had collected it here to refine it into a forbidden artifact, but before he could carry it out, he was attacked and had to flee in panic.

"This object is most spiritually connected, and resonates most with divine thoughts, vows, and incense offerings. It can be integrated into my Eastern Emperor Bell to enhance the power of my primordial spirit weapon." He showed a delighted expression. As the main material for the later Amitabha Buddha Emperor to forge the Vajra Pestle, this object naturally has extraordinary and unique properties. Combined with the power of vows, it will have miraculous effects.

While he was searching, Duan De made a new discovery: he found a map in the ruins, pointing in a certain direction, with three large characters engraved on it:

Lake of Reincarnation!
Every single character is dazzling, as if cast from divine gold, each one radiating light, each character as heavy as a mountain, truly astonishing.

"This thing?" Wang Hongwu's expression changed upon seeing this. He saw a phantom image of a crystal-clear lake on the map. It was something left behind by the former Underworld Emperor after his transformation. He hadn't expected that the Underworld officials would dig this thing up in their search for the Underworld Emperor's whereabouts.

"That's right, this is the important object that made me sense it, and this is exactly what I've been looking for!" The unscrupulous Taoist priest burst into laughter, gesturing wildly with immense joy.

What's wrong with him?
This scene left the surrounding ancient royal heirs bewildered and suspicious. They wanted to approach and take a look, but the fat Taoist priest tucked them into his arms as if they were thieves and ran away mysteriously.

Shaking their heads helplessly, they continued their search, finding many more remnants along the way.

After cleaning up the mess, everyone left, having plundered all the resources left by the Underworld, barely managing to replenish some of the resources of the Myriad Races Alliance, which had suffered huge losses.

The anticipated epic battle, with both sides' massive armies clashing and the earth collapsing, did not materialize. The event ended abruptly, and a catastrophe vanished without a trace.

The Alliance of Myriad Races won. The nine Great Saints, armed with supreme divine weapons, arrived in a lightning-fast attack and, in coordination with the divine will, destroyed the core stronghold of the Underworld in one fell swoop, severely damaging and driving them away. Only the Blood Sin Great Saint, the leader, escaped. It was an unprecedented defeat.

When the news spread, the entire ancient star gasped in shock, the weather turned warm, and all the cultivators were stunned and utterly horrified.

This is a huge storm, and no one will take it lightly.

A day later, people rioted. The talk of it was everywhere, from the heavens and the earth to the ancient stars and beyond. In particular, the experts from beyond the realms recorded what they saw and heard and brought it back, which shook many star regions.

Nine supreme divine weapons, nine great saints, quasi-emperor corpse spirits and divine thoughts—any one of these pieces of information would be earth-shattering, yet they all happened in the First World War, which is truly astonishing.

Not to mention the Sun King who was pulled by the Great Sage, whose news of being a descendant of the ancient Heavenly Court was also spread during the turmoil, causing a huge uproar.

Is this a continuation of the ancient battle between Heaven and Hell?
"Even the underworld has been expelled. The united forces of all races are truly terrifying!"

"Who can argue with that? The mere presence of nine Great Sages and nine ancient imperial weapons is terrifying enough. Who would dare to provoke those guys?"

"On the contrary, I think it will arouse more greed, because the myriad races of the Big Dipper also suffered heavy losses in this battle. Even the royal family's Great Saints have fallen and two have been crippled. The Primordial Lake is now being eyed by many people."

Beyond the realm, many sages are watching this battle closely, descending upon the Big Dipper and gazing towards the eastern wilderness.

The Primordial Lake, in particular, has become a highly sought-after spot. With the Great Sage no longer in charge and the former Supreme Dao Array Patterns shattered by the two Holy Spirits, their ancient imperial weapons are now extremely tempting.

"But that Ancient Emperor Mountain, the former Undying Divine Dynasty, revered by all races, didn't contribute at all in this battle, which is somewhat disgraceful. I wonder what those guys were thinking, doing this?"

Amidst the confusion, some people mentioned the descendants of the Eight Gods. When they learned that not only did they not help in the battle, but they even tried to gain benefits later, they all showed disdain.

This is a disgrace to our ancestors, the Eight Divine Generals!
call!
Another day passed, and a chilly wind blew by, leaving the northern land desolate, barren and desolate.

A five-colored pillar of light suddenly shot up from the direction of Guhuang Mountain.

Boo!
Amidst the five-colored divine light, a phantom resembling a divine phoenix flapped its wings and cried out. Its wings shone brilliantly as if crafted from celestial gold, and its entire body was enveloped in rings of divine light, making it seem otherworldly and unlike any other mortal being.

Rumble! Along with the shockwave came a violent thunderclap, and rolling bolts of light swept down. A figure fled at lightning speed, his face filled with horror, as if he had seen something beyond his expectations in the mountains.

(End of this chapter)