The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 128 The Elixir of Immortality from Fusang, the Seven Deadly Sins of the Past

Tang Valley, where the sun rises high above Fusang.

It stands opposite another secret place called Yuyuan, where the sun sets. It is located near the eye of the North Sea and is said to be the place where the Sun Emperor passed away.

Beihai is as black as ink, with huge waves breaking through the clouds, and black waves stretching to the sky, vast and boundless.

However, the Black Ocean could not penetrate Tang Valley even an inch. It was a peaceful and pure land, teeming with life, with ancient herbs everywhere. A golden ancient tree stood tall, surrounded by divine light, its golden leaves dazzling, densely piled up, swaying gently like stars falling from the sky.

When Wang Hongwu and his two companions arrived at the scene, a fierce battle had already broken out, with blood staining the sea and corpses floating in patches.

The Sun Ancient Sect led its forces to conquer here, and the troops also included disciples from the Guanghan Palace, the Human King Palace, and the Ziwei Divine Dynasty. The Underworld army on the opposite side had not yet fully appeared. Those charging into battle were only the four sects that had betrayed and defected: the Beginning Demon Sect, the Underworld Palace, the Demon Sound Temple, and the Yellow Spring Sect. They showed no mercy to the people of their homeland.

Wang Hongwu's gaze swept across the scene. The battle here was too fierce. The Holy Son of Seagod Island had fallen, the Divine Son of the Human King Palace and the successor of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty were also seriously injured and almost slaughtered by the powerful figures who came out of the Underworld. It was not that they were not strong, but that after the Underworld recovered, it invested its true power, and the pressure it brought was unimaginable.

On this battlefield, the weakest are all powerful beings, kings can only be commanders, half-saints are the leaders, and true saints are the main force. The battle rages between the sky and the sea of ​​clouds. Saint kings fight one-on-one, and their numbers are not many. The number of great saints above them is also very small. The time spent in confrontation is more often than the time spent fighting.

"The Underworld is determined to obtain the Fusang Elixir of Immortality and the Holy Emperor's corpse. Your stubborn resistance will only lead to the extermination of your clan and your own death! You have no idea how powerful the Underworld is. We only delayed them in various ways to distract them. Now that we have united, the destruction of Ziwei will be just around the corner."

The Great Sage of the Primordial Demon Sect sneered. After truly witnessing the power of the Underworld, they couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance. The gap was too great; there was no way they could win! It would be better to surrender as soon as possible and reap considerable benefits after Ziwei fell.

In his view, the other forces of Ziwei were stubborn and did not understand the power of the Underworld. The holy corpses were transported over in piles, the Great Saints came one after another, and even the Quasi-Emperor Corpse Spirit appeared. How could they possibly win?
"You bastards! The cultivation techniques practiced by your ancestors in the Primordial Demon Sect were created by the Holy Emperor and spread throughout the world. Now you have sided with the Underworld to seize the Holy Emperor's legacy. How is this any different from betraying your master and ancestors!" The Great Sage of the Sun Ancient Sect was furious and wished he could tear him apart. He was utterly shameless.

In those days, the Holy Emperor was extremely benevolent and kind. He spread the Dharma for the sake of all living beings in Ziwei, created many divine skills and secret manuals, and distributed them widely. This led to the creation of a large number of sects. It can be said that all sects in Ziwei today are grateful to the Holy Emperor of the Sun, who is their common ancestor.

The Great Sage of the Primordial Demon Sect laughed loudly, extremely arrogantly, "What does it have to do with me? The kindness of a gentleman is repaid after five generations. The kindness of my ancestors has long been repaid. Why would I care about me hundreds of thousands of years from now?"
Besides, what about that cultivation method? I have already cultivated the supreme methods of the Underworld, far superior to those left by my patriarch. How could I be accused of betraying my master? The Underworld is now my true patriarch!

"Utterly shameless!" Upon hearing this, Wang Hongwu and Taiyin Dasheng frowned, their eyes flashing with murderous intent. Now that they were here, this traitor would not leave this place alive today; he must die!
With a thunderous roar, people clashed fiercely here, the might of the holy weapons overwhelming the sky, and divine clouds appeared one after another above Tang Valley, almost boiling over!

Just as the Great Sage of Taiyin was about to make a move to help the Great Sage of the Ancient Sun Sect suppress the Great Sage of the Primordial Demon Sect, he suddenly paused and looked towards the southern horizon as if he had sensed something.

There, a cold wind howled, and blood rain poured down. A whirlwind filled with a strong stench swept across the entire world. Accompanied by the blood rain, a black demonic figure appeared in the distance, standing there taller than a mountain, coldly gazing down. The Great Sage of the Underworld had arrived.

Death energy? Wang Hongwu was particularly sensitive to this. The Reincarnation Seal within his body emitted a silver light, instantly revealing the other party's identity: a corpse spirit!
The man had long, icy blue hair cascading down his shoulders, a pale face, and wore white crystal armor. His eyes were narrow and sinister. Countless icy energies surged beneath his feet, coalescing into a gigantic frost giant. He lifted the giant with one hand and brought it above the Valley of Tang.

"The Holy Emperor of the Sun!" This person stared at Tanggu with resentment and coldness, as if he had a great grudge against him, staring at the Fusang tree with almost gritted teeth.

"It's him? Impossible! How could he be someone who died hundreds of thousands of years ago?" The island lord of Seagod Island was astonished. As a major religion in the North Sea, their lineage was extremely ancient. They had seen this person's face in historical records. He was a heinous criminal and an exile!
The Great Sage of the Ancient Sun Sect was slightly startled upon seeing him. "Ice Demon Great Sage! One of the seven sinners banished by the Holy Emperor back then, he massacred many major sects in Luzhou and Shenzhou, committing heinous crimes. He should have died in the North Sea Eye. How did he come out alive again?"

"Back then, I did indeed die beneath the Eye of the Sea. There was no divine source there, nor any longevity-extending item. However, ten thousand years ago, the Underworld found us and granted us new life. We underwent a Nirvana of Nether Blood, giving us the means to start over. Now, we are here to settle the score with the descendants of the Holy Empress!" The Ice Demon Great Saint spoke coldly, his gaze towards the Holy Empress's descendant terrifying, clearly harboring murderous intent.

"Back then, the Sun Saint Emperor banished seven Great Saints in the North Sea Eye. They were all deeply sinful. Could it be that their remains were obtained by the Underworld?" The Taiyin Great Saint asked in surprise. Those seven Great Saints were all unruly and powerful. Some had blood sins that reached the heavens, while others were versatile and manipulative. Otherwise, why would they have provoked the Sun Saint Emperor to banish them?
Upon hearing this, Wang Hongwu's heart stirred. Could it be that the reason why the underworld was in such a hurry to find the Holy Emperor's remains and legacy was because they had suffered a loss at the hands of the gods of the Big Dipper?

Boom! At this moment, the two Great Saints made their move, attacking the Heavenly Sun Great Saint of the Ancient Sect from both sides, aiming to bring him down here. As for the Great Saint of the Taiyin Sect, he was on high alert in Yuyuan, while the Underworld was also attacking there.

"I'll go lend him a hand; I'll leave this to you." The Great Sage of Taiyin raised his hand and sent Wang Hongwu down. He then pressed forward alone, and in an instant, Taiyin Holy Power froze for 100,000 miles, forming glaciers that fell from the sky and directly entered the battlefield. He raised his hand and blocked the Great Sage of the Primordial Demon Sect, coldly saying, "You bastard who betrayed his master and ancestors, I will kill you today!"

"The Great Sage of the Taiyin Sect has arrived from Yu Yuan?" "No, it's not him; where did this guy come from?"

Both Great Sages were taken aback, then puzzled. They had never heard of such a Great Sage in the Taiyin Sect. And that old Duanmu fellow, who also stayed behind in the clan, looked completely different.

Although the Great Sage of the Sun Ancient Cult had doubts in his heart, he did not show them. He only expressed his gratitude and then joined hands to fight against the two demons.

Wang Hongwu and Duan De landed on the sea. He charged directly into the thick fog ahead. In the darkness, shadowy figures could be seen moving an endless army. It was the forces of the underworld that had been teleported over through the node!

The area was shrouded in swirling black mist, as dark as ink. Even the setting sun's rays would be swallowed up within it, leaving no light in sight. Facing this gloom, he clenched his fists, and divine lightning and three streams of immortal energy instantly appeared and swirled around his body. He then unleashed a powerful punch, unleashing endless light and fire that burned fiercely, breaking through the gloom and igniting hope in the hearts of all living beings, illuminating the entire sky in a golden glow.

Taiyo Taiken!

The terrifying flames instantly engulfed everything, like a saint unleashing their killing technique, utterly destroying an army. Even a half-saint couldn't withstand a single blow and was instantly reduced to ashes. The teleportation node was shaking, and that world was shattered by a single punch!

A Saint-level roar emanated from it, enraging the Underworld Saint who was stationed there. He had no choice but to intervene to protect this world from disintegration caused by the force of the punch.

People of the Ancient Sun Cult?

Upon seeing this punch, the four factions all looked over, somewhat surprised. They had been fighting the Ancient Sect for so long, how come they had never heard of such a young master? He was so unfamiliar.

"Is this the person I taught?" Even the Great Sage Tianyang was puzzled. After careful sensing, there was indeed a bloodline connection and an ancient scripture resonance, but there was no such person in the clan at all!
Where did it come from?
"Very good. I didn't expect Ziwei to have such a talent. If you weren't so young, I would have thought the Sun Saint had arrived!" In that small world that had barely stabilized, a strange horse appeared. It was huge, covered in scales, and when it opened its blood-red mouth, a foul stench and a putrid smell filled the air.

A knight sat atop a horse, his black armor gleaming with a chilling light and exuding an aura of menace. He was a saint, and the voice that had just been uttered was his.

However, his words were still echoing when his body transformed into a phantom and suddenly appeared in front of Wang Hongwu. He raised his fist to strike, instantly causing an uproar. Dark energy surged violently. As a saint, he did not hesitate to launch a sneak attack, which made many people spit and curse, reminding Wang Hongwu to be careful. But they soon realized that they had worried too much. This young man was not afraid at all. He raised his hand and struck, swinging his palm in a wide arc to meet the attack.

With a loud thud, the two collided violently, causing the earth to shake and the world to seem to darken.

All that could be heard was the neighing of the warhorse as it retreated, blood gushing from its nose with each thud of its hooves, indicating it was badly injured. The knight on its back also leaned back, the arm armor covering his fist shattered, leaving a bright red handprint on the back of his dark hand!

In their exchange, it was clear that he was at a disadvantage.

"A royal heir?" The Black Knight was surprised and uncertain. He had never heard of such a person among the two royal lineages. Moreover, the Sun Saint and the Moon Saint had already become saints, so they couldn't be half-saints. Where did this guy come from?

Everyone was taken aback. A half-saint suppressing a saint—this young man was incredibly powerful. His physical strength was so great that they almost suspected he possessed some kind of ancient physique.

"A young man has arrived from Ziwei Star. He is both literate and martial, and extremely handsome!" Duan De exclaimed, causing many people to ponder. It sounded like a visitor from outer space.

"Boy, what exactly are you..." The Black Knight was somewhat wary and was about to say something when Wang Hongwu, without a word, summoned the Primordial Dragon Chariot. With a rumbling sound, the wheels rolled over him. What is this thing? The Black Knight was filled with doubt and immediately summoned his sacred artifact to counterattack, but it shattered in an instant and could not be stopped at all. He wanted to say something, but with a bang, the Primordial Dragon Chariot crashed through him, crushing him to dust.

"What is this idiot babbling about?" Wang Hongwu shook his head. This wasn't some kind of showdown to make a name for himself. He had to rely on his own strength. His divine weapons weren't just for show. He would use them when necessary and didn't want to waste time.

Crash! The dragon chariot rolled forward, smashing through the Netherworld node behind it. Wisps of black mist were refined and burned, leaving only some dim black ash on the ground, which then vanished.

Boom! He was incredibly powerful, directly driving the Primordial Dragon Chariot across the field without any mercy. He was no less than a saint wielding a quasi-royal weapon. He was truly invincible. There was no enemy along the way who could withstand a single blow. Saints were directly smashed and killed, with no chance of survival or escape.

"Retreat! That's a near-royal weapon!" "Where did this guy come from? He's rampaging around here, isn't there anyone who can stop him?"

"Use your head to block it! If you want to die, go ahead and do it yourself. Don't drag me down with you, run!"

In just a short while, the scene was filled with chaos and noise. Five Saints were killed by Wang Hongwu, shocking the battlefield. No one expected that a Quasi-Emperor Artifact would appear and wreak havoc here.

The battlefield was cleared out in one corner, and no one could defeat it, allowing the dragon chariot to roam freely.

Not to mention other saints, even saint kings frowned and kept their distance. Quasi-royal artifacts far surpassed legendary saint weapons and could truly pose a threat to them. For a time, Wang Hongwu moved freely, killing his way in and out, and everyone retreated. No one dared to stop him, which became a strange sight.

"Look, isn't that a crow's nest?"

Just then, someone exclaimed that on the Fusang Divine Tree, as the golden leaves trembled, a bird's nest appeared among the lush branches, with golden crow feathers shimmering inside.

"Is that the nest of the Celestial Golden Crow?" "Did the Sun Emperor once raise Golden Crows?" "Or is it that the Divine Tree fell from the Celestial Realm and was once home to real Golden Crows?"

People were astonished, just as the Golden Crow Clan on Fire Mulberry Star and Purple Star were not the real ancient Golden Crows, just as there is a difference between a Jiao and a true dragon; they only had that kind of bloodline.

However, the appearance of a crow's nest on an immortal tree, with golden crow feathers shimmering, is quite different; it is very likely left behind by a celestial being.

Many people turned around and looked around, but they didn't see the Golden Crow Clan of the Fusang Divine Kingdom. They had the Great Sage Ancestor in charge, so why would they want to miss this grand event?
Whoosh! A saint from the Yellow Springs Sect, his eyes flashing, seized the moment when everyone was distracted and pounced directly towards the bird's nest, wanting to seize the fortune.

After him, many others realized what was happening and rushed over, wanting to obtain the immortal's remains.

However, before they even reached the island, these people were struck by a streak of light. Regardless of their strength, they were instantly reduced to ashes, unable to even utter a miserable groan.

This is the most fundamental power in the universe—the Holy Power of the Sun!
It was not an outsider who attacked, but the Fusang Divine Tree in the center of Tang Valley, which took the initiative to attack.

This immortal tree is terrifying. Its golden leaves sway and rustle, and the golden light from just one leaf destroyed so many experts.

"The Immortal Tree, it is perhaps the most lethal one. It does not bear fruit, nor does it produce sacred medicine, but it contains the sacred power of the sun!" The Master of the Heavenly Mystery Sect exclaimed. Of all the immortal medicines, this one probably has a strange trajectory, which has puzzled many people, but unfortunately, no one has been able to figure it out.

As Wang Hongwu approached in his dragon chariot, he sensed a vibrant life force. He circulated the Ancient Sun Scripture, continuously refining this power, and felt incredibly comfortable all over.

This is the most primordial solar holy power. Even the ancient holy emperors attained enlightenment here. If one could absorb and refine it, one would surely be able to continuously break through. It is an excellent place for one to become a saint.

He even had the idea of ​​absorbing the two primal forces of the Sun Elixir of Immortality and the Moon Elixir of Immortality to become a saint, which would naturally be most suitable for his own foundation and could take a big step forward in the unity of Yin and Yang!

However, at this moment, a golden ancient temple appeared in the long space, shining with divine light, floating in golden wings, exuding an aura of supreme majesty, and transforming into boundless divine power to suppress downwards.

The terrifying aura froze the vast North Sea, startled all the ancient beasts in the boundless sea, and made the cultivators present tremble. Only one figure descended from the sky, transforming into a middle-aged man wearing a suit of Nether Iron Battle Armor, which shimmered with dark light. His figure was majestic, and the black holy robe covered his entire body with a chilling aura.

His face was pale gold, very handsome, but with a few wrinkles, showing the marks of time. His golden hair had turned gray and lost its luster, but his eyes were bright and golden, like two suns, full of spirit.

A loud cry of the golden crow rang out, seemingly echoing throughout the heavens and the earth. Golden flames surged, and the holy power of the Great Sun swept down with overwhelming force, directly shaking off the two groups of people surrounding the island. It did not harm the creatures of Ziwei, but it also did not stop the army of the underworld.

The Great Sage of the Golden Crow Clan has arrived, bringing with him a legendary holy weapon!

"Golden Crow Clan, what do you mean by this!" Tianyang Dasheng of the Ancient Sun Sect shouted coldly. This man did not help either side, but went straight to the Crow Nest, his intentions were unfathomable.

"Our race comes from the depths of the universe. We have never received any favors from the Holy Emperor and owe you nothing," the Great Sage of the Golden Crow Clan said calmly. He continued, "This time, we will not help either side. We have come here only for the Elixir of Immortality and the legacy left behind by the Holy Emperor!"

Upon hearing this, many people changed color, wanting to rebuke him, but upon careful consideration, they realized they had nothing to say, since they had not truly submitted to the underworld.

Wang Hongwu glanced up and noticed that this golden crow was slightly different from the fire mulberry golden crow he had seen before. They could be said to be of the same kind, but not of the same lineage. Perhaps they had some connection in their early years.

After the Golden Crow Great Sage descended, he directly used his legendary holy weapon to pave the way, fighting his way into the island and approaching the divine tree.

"I'm here, how can I let you take it?" Wang Hongwu sneered, driving his dragon chariot directly after him. There were no obstacles along the way, and the surrounding solar primordial energy spontaneously adhered to him and merged into his body. He traveled smoothly all the way to the foot of the Fusang tree.

The Golden Crow Great Sage noticed this, but his attention was soon drawn to the Fusang Divine Tree in front of him. It was no more than six zhang tall, yet it was more majestic than a mountain.

It possesses a unique aura, with golden solar holy power flowing, as if opening up an ancient universe and evolving three thousand realms, shrouded in a misty golden fog, displaying a myriad of phenomena.

Boom!

At this moment, the sound of wind and thunder arose, and above the six-zhang-tall golden Fusang divine tree, an ancient palace appeared, as if it were in the clouds, or as if it were in another world.

The residence of the Sun Emperor!

Everyone's breathing quickened, their eyes gleamed, and they seemed ready to halt their conquest and charge straight in.

In the end, wealth still moves people's hearts. Even the Great Sage of the Ancient Sun Sect could only sigh inwardly. He didn't mind the creatures of Ziwei obtaining the opportunities inside, but he didn't want the Underworld to get involved.

(End of this chapter)