The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 97 The Change of Divine Thought, the Spirit of the Ancestral Vein of Central Plains (6K)

The Quasi-Emperor displays his divine might, his supreme power overwhelming the Central Plains!
Layer upon layer of leaden clouds pressed down to the ground, as if billions of heavenly soldiers and generals had descended, charging towards the Central Plains with an indomitable and invincible momentum.

"Is that the ultimate pressure? The Underworld has made its move, coming from the Western Desert, intending to destroy the Central Plains!"

"Didn't we just win a battle? Is the underworld already getting restless and seeking revenge?"

The Central Plains trembled violently, causing uproar among all living beings. This scene was truly terrifying, no different from the end of the world, and there was no way they could survive.

An unprecedented panic gripped the area, causing countless people to tremble in fear, and the ground itself seemed to cave in.

Meanwhile, in the skies above the Eastern Wilderness, the ancient imperial weapon that had been struck was sent flying backwards. Even the Great Sage, who was one with the divine weapon, was knocked out. It wasn't that the weapon was inferior, but rather that the user was far too weak. Even though the Great Sage was inside the divine weapon, he was still severely injured.

The Quasi-Emperor Barrier is still too heaven-defying, even more terrifying than the Saintly Barrier. No one has ever dared to challenge it since the ancient era.

However, at the critical moment, boundless dragon energy soared into the sky from the ancestral vein of Zhongzhou, converging into a gigantic true dragon that blocked the aftershocks in the sky. The dragon's might was as vast as the sea, suffocating people.

"Such profound dragon energy! Under such conditions, it is enough to give birth to a holy spirit. Accumulated since the age of mythology, it still has such power when it erupts!"

The old patriarchs of the royal families were all speechless with shock, never expecting such a great fortune to exist underground in the Central Plains.

Wang Hongwu's expression shifted. The ancestral vein of Zhongzhou was still at its peak, not yet consumed by the Feathered Divine Dynasty or shattered by the Ruthless Great Emperor. Even the ancestral vein that was broken in later generations could give birth to a holy spirit like the Immortal Emperor of Zhongzhou, and it could also withstand the pressure of an ultimate divine weapon. The complete one now was naturally even more terrifying.

What he saw before him gave rise to a bold idea: what if he used the Eight-Nine Heavens Technique to devour this ancestral vein, merge it into his spine, and help the true dragon evolve?

That might actually transform him into a true dragon descendant. However, the ancestral lineage of Zhongzhou has far-reaching connections. Even if we really want to take action, we need to prepare an alternative method and a foolproof plan.

"This is an ancient dragon vein! All the dragon power has surged out to fight against the supreme imperial weapon. The divine vein is truly spiritual!" People exclaimed in surprise. This is the strongest dragon vein in the Central Plains, existing for countless ages and stretching for hundreds of millions of miles. It has long since given birth to ancestral deities, possessing incredible power, but it has not yet embarked on the path of becoming a holy spirit.

"This is using the ancestral root of Central Continent to fight against the Extreme Dao Army! Once this dragon energy is dispersed, not only will Central Continent be affected, but the other four regions will also be greatly shaken, their foundations damaged!" The old holy ape's expression changed. The most powerful ancestral root of Central Continent represents the great fortune of Central Continent and is also the backbone of the five regions. One can imagine the seriousness of the matter.

If the dragon's power is scattered, the Central Plains and the Five Regions will undergo drastic changes. Heaven knows what terrible consequences will occur, because this is the collapse of the earth's essence.

At this moment, the quasi-emperor's corpse spirit pressed in, and the Yama Tablet in his hand flew up once again, its power overwhelming all ages.

The terrifying fluctuations swept across the entire Central Continent, stirring up towering dark clouds in the sky. Even more terrifying, deathly energy gathered into a sea, with waves reaching tens of thousands of feet high, as if they were about to reach beyond the heavens, a truly terrifying sight.

Under this pressure, the ancestral dragon energy was also forced to sink continuously. For every inch the chariot pulled by the purple-gold divine beast moved forward, the dragon energy would sink a bit. In the end, only the dragon head was left outside, and the whole thing was pressed back into the mountains and rivers!
"What do we do? The extreme forces are closing in! Who will save us?!" "Why Zhongzhou of all places?"

Seeing this despairing scene, the creatures of Zhongzhou were even more agitated, their cries of agony echoing endlessly, filled with boundless resentment.

Even inside the Ziwei Sect's mountain gate, there was a sense of oppression, but one area was different.

That was the site where the Five-Colored Altar was built.

There, a figure stood, overlooking the mountains and rivers, but at that moment, an overwhelming pressure descended from the sky, interrupting his thoughts.

"Who am I, and who are you?" the one-armed old man in blue asked himself, his eyes growing brighter and brighter. He suddenly raised his head and stared at the quasi-emperor corpse spirit and the supreme demonic stele.

The Yama Monument, a symbol of eternal reincarnation, stood majestically amidst the dark clouds, its power overwhelming the nine heavens and causing the Nether Sea to surge. Yet, when faced with this old man in green, it became incredibly solemn and ceased its advance.

boom!
At that moment, an overwhelming divine aura surged forth, freezing the black sea of ​​darkness, evaporating the towering waves, and causing the clouds in the sky to dissipate.

It's like a god that has existed since the beginning of time is awakening, sweeping across and shaking the endless star fields.

"Has an ultimate divine artifact been born? Or has another quasi-emperor been resurrected?!"

Many people cried out and trembled under this overwhelming aura that seemed to permeate all realms. All living beings in the Central Plains, regardless of their cultivation level, trembled from the bottom of their hearts and then uncontrollably worshipped.

How could this be?! Many of the approaching spirits screamed in agony as their limbs disintegrated. First, their arms broke off, then their torsos cracked, and finally even their primordial spirits were reduced to ashes, unable to withstand the intense radiance.

Like darkness dispelled by sunrise, like boiling water poured on snow, they could not survive in the face of that terrifying figure. It was as if even 'existence' was not allowed, a kind of rebellion that neither heaven nor earth could tolerate!
The quasi-emperor's corpse spirit stepped out of the chariot and gazed at the five-colored altar within the Ziwei Sect. A loud bang echoed in the void, and the starry sky trembled slightly. An inexplicable aura spread, adding a sense of oppression and gloom to the world.

Then, the earth trembled again, and in the distance, patches of stars dimmed, and the powerful yet oppressive aura intensified!
"It is I, I have come for the continuation of the torch!" the old man in blue robes whispered. At this moment, it seemed to shake the Three Realms and Six Paths. He was like a god, like a dazzling sun rising, full of amazing brilliance.

"Has the Quasi-Emperor manifested himself? There is another Emperor in my Central Plains?!" Instantly, voices of joy and tears echoed, and the sound of kneeling rose and fell. People were trembling; this was a miracle.

The quasi-emperor corpse spirit was tall and imposing, with his eyebrows raised and a stride of 100,000 zhang. He was powerful and domineering. As a quasi-emperor, he controlled life and death in the human world and looked down on all the heavens and myriad realms. He had the confidence to investigate the old man's background as soon as he came up.

However, faced with this fierce attack, the old man in green simply raised his hand and flicked it. In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, the sky cracked open, and strings of stars collapsed and burned, falling down!
Their beam of light was awe-inspiring, piercing through the heavens and the earth, like a dazzling galaxy falling from the sky, illuminating the five regions and astonishing everyone.

"A clash between quasi-royal level beings!" In the Northern Plains, the creatures who were repairing the fortress were so shocked that their hands loosened, their knees buckled, and they immediately knelt down, completely bewildered.

"In Zhongzhou, an emperor has arrived!" In Nanling, the demons who were watching the battle changed their expressions drastically, filled with deep awe and fear. They all bowed in that direction and paid their respects.

"Is that... the Ziwei Sect's backup plan? Coming from beyond the heavens, ascending to power on the five-colored altar!" In the Eastern Wilderness, people were stunned, speechless. This was the first confrontation of this magnitude in this era, and it had extraordinary significance!

Two emperors descended upon the world, turning the world upside down and sweeping across the vast land for ten thousand years!

boom!
However, the result of this collision was that the quasi-royal corpse spirit was violently shaken and retreated. A few people saw blood splatter, but most others saw nothing.

He was indeed extraordinary. He was a quasi-emperor in life and reappeared after death with spiritual powers. Unfortunately, he encountered the divine will, a heaven-defying thing that cannot be measured by reason. In the end, he was still a bit lacking. He staggered backward, blood kept spilling from his mouth, and his body was filled with yin energy that dissipated. He looked terrifying. It took a long time for him to regain his balance and wipe away the blood.

"He is the ancient emperor of my human race!" The Ziwei Sect was in an uproar. This was too obvious. They had been worshipping the image of the Sun Saint Emperor since they were young, and this old man in blue was exactly the same as him!
He was undoubtedly an ancient emperor of the human race. Looking across the past and present, only such a figure could leave behind such a terrifying thing as divine thoughts.

"Why is our quasi-royal corpse spirit being suppressed? Summon it back immediately, we cannot afford to lose it!"

"Didn't they say that the deity left in a daze?"

"Damn it, how did he end up here? He shouldn't be here in Beidou even if he's going to Ziwei!"

From within the Western Desert Underworld came cries of shock and anger, no one had expected the situation to escalate to this point.

Especially the Great Sage of Blood Sin, who was so angry that his hair stood on end. When he sent a message to the Underworld earlier, the representatives of the three halls said that the deity had left in a daze.

The results of it?
So you left for Beidou!
Is this what you call living in a daze?

They almost slapped the quasi-emperor's corpse away, and this is called being in a daze? Then what are they?
For a moment, the saints of the underworld were filled with mixed feelings and almost burst into curses. They felt that the heavens were not on their side and their luck had run out.

"It seems that my decision to build the Five-Colored Altar to guide the thoughts of the Holy Emperor was correct." Inside the Supreme Emperor City, Wang Hongwu breathed a sigh of relief, his face showing excitement. This was indeed a joyous occasion; the power of the Sun lineage was unparalleled in resisting the Quasi-Emperor of the Underworld.

At this moment, the quasi-emperor's corpse spirit wanted to retreat, instinctively fearing the gods. The old man in green robes approached step by step, but the Yama Stele fell in time, and a demonic sound was transmitted from it. It was not an attack, but an awakening of evil thoughts and evil intentions in people's hearts.

It may not have much impact on ordinary people, but it has a miraculous effect on products like divine thoughts.

Affected by this, the old man in blue trembled, and ripples emanated from his body, transforming into dark light that surrounded him like a black sun.

This was a bizarre transformation; it wasn't the legendary divine power of the sun, but rather pitch black as ink, and he transformed into a black sun.

"Be careful, this is the will of a deity, its primal malice has been awakened, and it may go berserk!" A saint from beyond the realm became vigilant and secretly transmitted a message to warn everyone.

These words sent chills down the spines of the royal family members present. This thing was too evil, and the legends about it were terrifying to the extreme. It was said that the longer it existed, the weaker its power became. But since the Holy Emperor passed away, it was probably not that long ago.

"This thing is said to be the manifestation of the evil thoughts of a god after death. Just how powerful was the Ancient Emperor of the Sun? He even created such a thing." Great Sage Hun Tuo felt a chill in his heart. He was about to say something when he saw the Heavenly King Huai Zhou of the Golden Crow Clan retreating while warning, "In the past, the Holy Emperor of the Sun was proud and courageous throughout the ages. The more so, the more evil his divine thoughts would be!"

What?! Everyone was horrified, staring in utter terror at the black sun, and involuntarily backed away.

Many more people focused their attention on the Ziwei Sect, looking at the Great Sage of Taiyin and Wang Hongwu with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty, because the divine thought appeared in the Ziwei Sect and came through the Five-Colored Altar.

They're the ones who brought them back!

For a moment, the hearts of the royal family's great saints were also filled with turbulent waves. Who could have imagined that the human race had such a foundation and means?
What would happen if a divine thought were to infiltrate the royal family? It would be an unimaginable calamity!

In an instant, all races and extraterrestrial visitors became unprecedentedly wary of the Ziwei Sect, with some even filled with fear and regarding this lineage as taboo.

At that very moment, the black sun in the sky moved. Despite being brutally beaten and falling into the abyss of evil thoughts and slaughter, it suddenly crashed into the quasi-emperor corpse spirit, dragging him down towards the western desert!

He ripped through the dark sky of the underworld, crashing into it like a raging sunset.

Smash the royal corpse and send it to the underworld!
The once peaceful Western Desert suddenly erupted into chaos, with a major upheaval as other terrifying corpse spirits were resurrected, leading to a fierce and intense confrontation.

He single-handedly broke through that solid and unbreakable underworld, creating a terrible crack!

"This... how could it have turned out like this?" Inside the Extreme Emperor City, everyone was stunned. No one had expected it to end like this.

All the saints were shocked, and all the ancient races trembled. The divine power of the Sun Saint Emperor was unleashed, shaking the world.

The creatures within the Imperial City seemed to have lost their sense of the flow of time, remaining bewildered for a long time before finally reacting.

Immediately, the scene erupted in a clamor, as if a pot had been boiled over, and various discussions about the Sun Emperor and the divine thoughts began to boil over.

In particular, Wang Hongwu, who was hailed as the reincarnation of the Holy Emperor, became the focus of attention, with many people crowding around to inquire about information and try to learn something from him.

Even the saints were wary of him, and he could even draw back the thoughts of the Holy Emperor and the gods. They seriously suspected that there was a deeper connection between the two.

Cough!

In the end, several royal family Great Saints couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted everyone, saying, "The most urgent matter is still the Western Desert Underworld. A divine thought has intervened to disrupt their plans and create an opening for battle. It is time for us to take action, not to stand here and watch."

"It's not that we can't fight, but we need to take advantage of the terrain. Ideally, we should have someone skilled in formations to take action and draw upon the dragon energy of the Central Plains' ancestral vein to launch an attack." The Golden Great Sage's expression sharpened as he devised a countermeasure, intending to leverage the power of the Central Plains' ancestral vein.

Yan Qi Dasheng spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped his mouth, and said, "At worst, we'll have to sacrifice blood to truly revive the imperial weapon, which will definitely be able to suppress that quasi-imperial corpse spirit."

"It's possible, but the price is too high. It's best to think it over carefully." The Great Sage of Shencan Ridge spoke calmly, his face pale, hoping to proceed cautiously.

The Great Sage of the Divine Organization shook his head. "What are we waiting for? If we delay any longer and reinforcements from the Underworld arrive, won't our condition be even worse? We need to hurry!"

They began to argue. The Great Sage, the chief god, looked at the Heavenly Dragon King several times, seemingly wanting to borrow the fragment of the Immortal Ascension Cauldron from him. That way, the Dragon King could also have an ultimate divine weapon to assist him, which might bring some advantages.

As a former member of the ancient Heavenly Court, the divine organization naturally also possessed the secret technique to use this cauldron, but since the Heavenly Dragon King was not the Sun King and the two had no relationship, he couldn't very well ask.

Wang Hongwu's eyes flickered as he realized this. Perhaps he could borrow the cauldron by making a detour. After all, the Sun King and the Great Sage of the Moon were there, and the Great Sage of the Main God couldn't just take it and run away. It would be better to let it play a role.

After a short while, the Sun King set off and had a close conversation with the Heavenly Dragon King. The two reached a consensus, and Wang Hongwu readily lent out the broken cauldron that had helped him achieve immortality.

Everyone was stunned by this scene. That was the hope of becoming an immortal in the ancient Heavenly Court. The immortal artifact created by the former emperor was actually lent out like this.

“Young friend, you are very righteous. I am not the kind of person to take advantage of you. This method was passed down by the old subordinates of my ancient Heavenly Court. It can awaken the power of the remnant cauldron to a certain extent and fight against other ultimate artifacts. However, there are no laws governing it, so we need to be careful.”

The main god was very excited, but he did not forget that this was something that someone else had obtained. After bowing, he passed on a secret technique, which was a method to communicate with the broken cauldron and revive its remaining spirituality. This was the key for the divine organization to control the broken cauldrons it had collected.

Wang Hongwu was overjoyed to have obtained this secret method. In this way, he would have the power to control two supreme divine weapons, which was of great significance.

Following that, the nine Great Sages went to the outer heavens to discuss their battle strategy. With the addition of a newly acquired supreme divine power, their confidence was greatly boosted, and they became even more determined to set up an array in the Central Plains to draw upon the ancestral dragon energy for battle. Therefore, even Duan De, who had demonstrated his array skills, was drawn over by them.

That power could unleash destructive force far exceeding that of the Great Sage at crucial moments, and they regarded it as a trump card.

"Little Dragon Man, I'm going ahead to haggle with those old guys and get some benefits before I come back to you." The unscrupulous Taoist was helpless; he had actually been conscripted into the army.

Fortunately, all the great sages knew that he had an extraordinary background, so they treated him very politely and tried their best to meet his requests. The only thing he refused was to visit the mausoleum.

Inside the palace in the city, Wang Hongwu let out a long breath, rubbed his temples, looked at the Dragon Girl sitting beside him, his heart softened, and stepped forward, saying, "Do you still remember what I told you back then?"

"Do you remember now? Are you willing to talk?" The dragon girl turned around, tucked her purple hair behind her ear, and gazed at him tenderly, waiting for his words.

Wang Hongwu paused slightly, then, after organizing his thoughts, said, "I have been hiding something all along. In fact, I have another identity: the Holy Son of the Ziwei Sect, the Sun King of the Human Race, and the identity of the Heavenly Dragon King is genuine. My dragon blood and Dao traces are also true..."

He slowly recounted his experiences, sharing his thoughts, concerns, and worries with the Dragon Girl.

The news that the Heavenly Dragon King and the Sun King are the same person will shake the world if it gets out. The two shining stars and the peerless forbidden king are actually played by the same person, and the methods they use are clearly different.

As a result, the Dragon Girl smiled slightly as if she had expected it, pinched his cheek and said, "I thought you would only tell me after you became a saint."

"You've always known?" Wang Hongwu recalled her words from inside the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest: "I also said, 'See you in the Eastern Wilderness'."

Did she recognize him then?

No wonder the matters related to Wanlongchao and Ziwei Sect are progressing so smoothly; no wonder she didn't hesitate to ask Wanlongchao to support Ziwei Sect in their campaign against the Underworld. It turns out she already knew about it.

"Fool, in the whole world, only you and I possess the Dao Mark of the Myriad Dragon Bell. That day when I competed with you in the Ziwei Sect, it was because I sensed the Dao Mark of the Imperial Weapon within your body that I recognized you."

"Not even me, if you hadn't used a secret technique in the Imperial City to make the Sun King and the Heavenly Dragon King appear simultaneously, many others would have doubted how the two forbidden kings could never appear at the same time, yet their cultivation levels were so identical."

The Dragon Girl shook her head. Did she really think she was just bored and wanted to spar? Of course, it was to verify what she was thinking. Every time the Heavenly Dragon King told her he was going into seclusion, the Sun King would soon emerge and stir up trouble. The two were constantly rising and falling. She wasn't stupid; of course, she could see the problem.

Gently stroking Princess Wanlongchao's face, Wang Hongwu whispered, "You don't blame me? You don't resent me for keeping it from you for so long?"

"I wouldn't blame you, after all, you didn't harm the Dragon Nest, but have been retaliating all along; but I can't help being angry. If we can't even be honest with each other, it will be difficult to take things further, and there will always be a barrier." The dragon girl playfully slapped his hand away, then bit his neck, saying indistinctly, "Consider this a repayment of your debt, but you can't hide anything else from me."

"It was I who judged you with the mind of a petty person." Wang Hongwu felt relieved, as if a knot in his heart had been untied. He felt refreshed and as if all the turbid air had been cleared away.

Seeing his expression, the Dragon Girl found it amusing and teased, "What's wrong, my human prince? You are now His Highness the Prince of Ten Thousand Dragons and the Prince of the Sun, your status is higher than mine, why are you still so worried that I will be displeased with you?"

The Ziwei Sect of today is no longer the small clan it once was. Now, with two Great Saints presiding over it and the formidable weapon of divine will, even if your identity is exposed, they won't mind. A royal marriage would even be a beautiful story.

As they spoke, they smiled at each other and embraced and kissed.

pat!

Outside the pavilion, the Golden Goddess, who happened to arrive, witnessed this scene. Her face showed disbelief, and she trembled as she took two steps back. She turned her head, but then stubbornly shook it back, staring at the two of them.

Looking at the Dragon Girl, then at Wang Hongwu, she bit her lip, then stamped her foot to avoid him, saying, "The Heavenly Maiden has never been inferior to anyone! I will definitely win."

Three days later, Wang Hongwu switched his future incarnations, with the future incarnation of the Heavenly Dragon King taking charge, while he himself transformed into the Sun King and went to Zhongzhou.

This is because the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races adjusted its strategy. First, it dispatched a large army to the border between Zhongzhou and Ximo to fight against the Underworld. Then, it sent a team led by Duan De and the Sun King to the ancestral vein of Zhongzhou to set up an array to guide out the dragon energy and form a powerful weapon.

During this time, in order to make things easier, he also told Duan De his identity, which caused the unscrupulous Taoist to shout and beg him to study the thoughts of the Holy Emperor.

"Hey Little Dragon Man, no, Little Fire Man, you're really not being fair. You've kept such big news from me for so long. When are you going to take me to Ziwei to see it? I heard there are two great descendants of the Human Emperor clan there."

Duan De was very excited the whole way, chattering away, and quickly adapted to Wang Hongwu's new identity.

When he learned that Wang Hongwu also had designs on the ancestral lineage, he chuckled and said that Wang was greedy enough, but he could also find a way to help him. This was another reason why Wang Hongwu revealed his identity to him.

In the Western Desert, the turbulent Underworld undoubtedly received this news as well. Although the Great Sage Blood Sin was overwhelmed by the sudden attack from the divine will, he still spared some energy to instruct, "Let Yama lead the team there. We already have a checkpoint in the Central Continent. It's a good opportunity to let him go and settle our scores."

"The feud between the Yama lineage and the Sun Saint Emperor lineage should indeed be settled." Yama's son emerged from the darkness, his expression calm, and then his eyes flashed as he said, "Furthermore, I have another suggestion. Don't they want to bring the dragon vein into the world? Then let's do the opposite and use the secret methods of the underworld to corrupt the dragon vein!"
"Turning the ancestral roots of Zhongzhou into a burial pit for the dead, causing the spirits of our ancestors to directly fall into the realm of malevolent spirits on our side!"

"Hehehe, what a great idea. In that case, take this with you for protection, and also take my Netherworld's Soul-Hooking Array." The Blood Demon Great Sage admired his actions, praising him repeatedly and giving him even stronger support, providing him with a powerful weapon.

If the Alliance of All Races wants to draw upon the dragon's energy to fight against the quasi-emperor corpse spirit, then they will corrupt the dragon's energy and become the underworld's evil spirits!
Ten days later, in Zhongzhou, the ancestral homeland.

Wang Hongwu and Duan De led a group of people to this place, which is the source of the Qinling Mountains in later generations, and is called 'Zulong Mountain'.

This mountain range stands at the heart of the central dragon vein, possessing all the wonders of nature and seizing all the mysteries. It was also the site of the decisive battle between the Fighting Saint King and the Kunzhou Heavenly King.

"Look, how magnificent that ancient vein is! It's the longest ancestral vein in the Central Plains, thicker than thousands upon thousands of mountains put together!" Duan De pointed ahead, for he had to be thoroughly familiar with the geography of various places.

Everyone was stunned. Was this still a mountain range? It was too thick and huge; it looked more like a plateau.

Half a day later, they ventured deep into the heart of the Central Plains and arrived at a barren land. Surprisingly, the surrounding area was shrouded in darkness, exuding the aura of the underworld, with swirling ribbons of black mist, resembling the netherworld.

"There's something ahead." Wang Hongwu opened his third eye and glimpsed a corner of the mystery.

Just ahead, there is a temple, imbued with the weight of time, existing for countless millennia, yet still standing.

"Wait, there are people from the underworld there!" Duan De sensed something and immediately became alert.

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this; the underworld's actions were actually faster than theirs?

Having arrived at the ancestral vein first, what do they intend to do?
(End of this chapter)