Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 111 The Heroes of Kunlun Realm

"My friend, please be kind with your words."

A calm female voice rang out, and a young figure dressed in a white martial robe walked out of the main hall of the martial market. A long sword hung at her waist, her steps were steady, and her face was beautiful, with a touch of nobility and heroism. Unlike Zhong Yao's beauty, she had more of a spirit that was not inferior to men.

She walked between Di Yi and Mei Lanzhu, clasped her hands together, and bowed gently.

"Bei Gonglan is hosting a banquet in the martial arts market today, inviting all the young talents in Dingxuan City to gather here to exchange martial arts and enhance friendship. Brother, you are so ruthless in your actions and your words are so merciless. Why go to such lengths?"

Di Yi merely sneered, ignoring Bei Gonglan, and walked towards an empty spot in the main hall.

Bei Gonglan's expression froze. As the young master of the Zhongyu Martial Market Money House and a disciple of the Martial Venerable, no one had ever dared to treat her like this before. Just who was this person?

Seeing this, Zhong Yao smiled and explained, "Please forgive me, Young Master Bei Gong. Young Master Yi is a guest elder of Wanxiang Tower. He is exceptionally talented, but he has always had a bad temper and is ruthless towards those who offend him."

Bei Gonglan felt a little embarrassed, but didn't make a scene. She just assumed the visitor was an eccentric person. Of course, Mei Lanzhu herself wasn't a kind person either.

She could tolerate it, but some of the outstanding talents attending the banquet in the hall couldn't stand it.

"Wait, this is Wu City. Since we've been invited to this banquet by Young Master Bei Gong, we must abide by the rules of Wu City's money exchange," someone called out.

"And who is this?" Di Yi stopped in his tracks.

"Kid, don't you recognize me?"

Zhong Yao hurriedly stepped forward and introduced, "Young Master Yi, this is the Ninth Young Master of the younger generation of Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion, named Wansui by Empress Chi Yao."

The Emperor nodded: "Your Majesty Chi? Are all the disciples of the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion so fond of taking over the host's role?"

"How dare you insult my Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion! Do you know that the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion is a clan of relatives? Disrespecting the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion is disrespecting the Empress." Chi Wansui's tone was unfriendly. The Empress had no descendants, and the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion, which came from the same clan as the Empress, was the most prestigious family in the entire Kunlun Realm.

Di Yi could feel several gazes falling on him, some from the Martial Market Bank, and others from other Saints in the city. One of them was quite familiar; it was the Nine-Headed Qilin.

The message from the nine-headed Qilin was roughly: 'Don't be afraid, don't lose face, give them a good beating!'

Although it was supposed to be a gathering of the younger generation, there were quite a few old-timers secretly watching. Di Yi didn't know what the Nine-Headed Qilin's plans were, but he understood that he had probably become part of the plan.

Since things have come to this, we can only do as this Grand Steward of the Universe wishes for now.

"Can you represent the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Palace? Or can you represent the Empress?" Di Yi crossed his arms and interrupted Chi Wansui with a cold laugh.

Chi Wansui frowned. Having learned from Mei Lanzhu's experience, he was somewhat wary of Di Yi's strength: "Does Your Excellency think that I cannot represent the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion, and therefore have a problem with me?"

"I have a problem with it, I really have a problem with it."

Di Yi was somewhat capricious. With the Nine-Headed Qilin backing him up, he completely let loose and laughed, "Empress Chi Yao is indeed invincible. However, the Chi family members of the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion are just ordinary. I heard that Chi Wansui is the most outstanding genius of the younger generation of the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion. But after seeing him today, he is nothing special. He doesn't deserve the title of Wansui."

Everyone was shocked by Di Yi's arrogance.

Looking at Chi Wansui, whose eyes were blazing with anger, and Di Yi, who looked completely calm and collected, Bei Gonglan felt suspicious.

"According to the elders, there is a deep connection between Wanxiang Tower and the black market in Dingxuan Prefecture. This person claims to be a guest of Wanxiang Tower, but even Zhong Yao, a disciple of a saint, is so respectful to him. I'm afraid he's not just a guest; he's a member of the black market?"

Bei Gonglan's ability to become the young master of the Zhongyu Martial Market Money Shop is naturally due to her exceptional shrewdness and wisdom.

"There aren't any outstanding figures in the current generation of the Central Region Black Market's First-Class Hall. Who could it be?"

Bei Gonglan did not voice her guesses, choosing instead to observe coldly. Among the younger generation of prodigies, none of them doubted their invincibility within their realm. As the young master of the Martial Market Money House, Bei Gonglan had absolute confidence. Even if the other party was a peerless prodigy who lived in seclusion in the black market, she was not afraid.

"Great, very good."

Chi Wansui was so angry that he laughed instead.

"Long live the Emperor, it is a name bestowed by the Empress, and it cannot be slandered. Whether you deserve it or not is not up to you to decide."

The people in the hall came from different backgrounds. Although they had gathered here, they had different thoughts and not everyone was on the same side as the imperial court.

Moreover, the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion cannot represent the imperial court, and Emperor Chi Wansui cannot represent Empress Chi Yao.

The battle for the title of "Chosen One" will begin on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month in Sword Pavilion. They also want to know just how much strength the renowned Chi Wansui truly possesses.

Chi Wansui was filled with uncontrollable rage and had made up his mind to beat the person in front of him to a pulp.

"Then I'll show you whether I deserve the title of 'Long Live the Emperor'."

Chi Wansui rose and leaped out, landing in the center of the arena. A sacred artifact flew out from between his eyebrows and transformed into a battle spear in his hand.

Those who wield the spear possess the courage to withstand ten thousand men.

Di Yi smiled faintly, but his mind was not on Chi Wansui. The gaze of the nine-headed Qilin had already dissipated.

"These seniors are really unethical. They didn't tell me about their plans and just pushed me into this predicament."

He took a deep breath, suppressing his thoughts. Whatever plans the Nine-Headed Qilin, the Evil Emperor, and the Illusion Queen might have, that level of struggle was beyond his reach. He could only hope that everything would go smoothly.

"bring it on."

Chi Wansui couldn't wait any longer.

"Qilin breaks the formation!"

The art of the spear has a long history in the Chi family. The Azure Emperor was a master of the spear in his day, and his Azure Sky Spear earned him the reputation of one of the Nine Emperors.

Chi Wansui was valued by Empress Chi Yao because of his outstanding talent, physique, and temperament. He was the most outstanding descendant of the Chi family in the past hundred years, far superior to Mei Lanzhu.

The power of this spear alone is comparable to that of a peak first-tier half-saint, and even has the combat power of an early second-tier half-saint.

After reaching the level of a half-saint, it is extremely difficult to fight across borders. Even those with the ninth transformation of the Fish-Dragon Saint Body do not have the combat power to fight a half-saint.

Looking across the entire Kunlun Realm, below the level of a half-saint, Chi Wansui is one of the top experts, enough to rank among the top ten.

He had been gathering his strength for a long time, mobilizing all his holy energy, like a giant wave braving the wind, or a giant ship breaking through the waves, rushing towards the young man in black robes, and in the blink of an eye, he was close to his head.

If this attack lands, even someone with a minor Saint Body cultivation would perish on the spot.

Zhong Yao wasn't very clear about Di Yi's strength. Di Yi's previous victory over Mei Lanzhu with a single palm strike had boosted her confidence, but the power of Chi Wansui's spear at this moment still made her worried.

"Lord Chi has decided to kill him; he intends to kill this person on the spot."

"Such powerful force! Even a first-level half-saint might not be able to withstand this attack. He truly deserves to be the number one talent of the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion."

Seeing that Di Yi was about to be smashed into mincemeat by the Qilin War Spear, he moved his right hand.

"hold head high!"

A golden light suddenly appeared, and a dragon's roar resounded in the hall, like a dragon emerging from a deep pool and soaring into the sky.

Having cultivated within the World-Stabilizing Banner for many days, although he was unable to get close to the corpse of the Dragon God, even from a great distance, Di Yi had comprehended a trace of the Dragon God's intent. At this moment, he imbued it into the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, which was like oil being poured into a raging fire, turning into a wildfire.

The primordial flower, the Divine Lotus, swayed slightly in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was actually this Buddhist palm technique that caused the Emperor's body, which had never cultivated Buddhism, to radiate a golden Buddhist light.

Di Yi's hands were unarmed, and he used only his bare palms to clash with Chi Wansui's Qilin War Spear. When palm and spear collided, a terrifying shockwave spread outwards, overturning tables and desks. Except for a few people with considerable strength who were still able to remain seated, the rest were forced to get up and retreat.

"This... how is this possible? He actually caught Chi Wansui's full-force attack with his bare hands."

Chi Wansui's face alternated between red and green, and his heart was churning with turmoil. He could hardly believe what he was seeing. There was actually a cultivator in the Fish-Dragon Realm who could catch his full-force spear with his bare hands. What kind of physical strength was this?

Di Yi's right palm shifted, and he grabbed the Qilin War Spear. The terrifying power flowed from the war spear to Chi Wansui's hands, like Mount Tai pressing down, as he intended to disarm Chi Wansui with his bare hands.

During the months on the Meteor Ship, Di Yi refined another three jin and one liang of spiritual fire source, further advancing his Five Elements Divine Demon Body. He also mastered the first stage of the Heavenly Demon Nine Revolutions Diagram, and his pure physical strength was already enough to contend with a first-order half-saint.

If he combines martial arts and spiritual power and goes all out, he can fight against a third-tier half-saint. With the help of the Dark Path and other methods, it is not impossible for him to kill a third-tier half-saint.

With the cultivation level of the eighth transformation of the Fish-Dragon, he possesses combat power comparable to a third-tier half-saint, which is truly astonishing.

"It seems you are indeed not quite worthy of the title of 'Long Live the Emperor'."

Whether you deserve it or not is not up to you to decide; I haven't lost yet.

Chi Wansui gritted his teeth and said.

Seeing the surge of holy energy within Chi Wansui's body, Bei Gonglan realized something and her expression changed drastically.

Forbidden techniques in Qingzhao Divine Skill?

"Stop, both of you."

The Qingzhao Divine Skill was the number one divine skill of the Qingchi Central Empire back then. Like the "Nine Heavens Bright Emperor Scripture" of the Holy Ming Central Empire, it was a skill that only the most core members of the royal family could practice.

Even the Heavenly King Lingxiao was not qualified to cultivate it. It was only because Empress Chi Yao valued him that he had the opportunity to cultivate the Qingzhao Divine Art.

Every top-tier martial arts technique has forbidden chapters that rely on overdrawing one's potential to unleash overwhelming combat power in a short period of time.

But the consequences were severe. Mei Lanzhu's serious injury was not a big deal; the Blood God Cult was a dog-eat-dog world, and he was not a divine child, so he couldn't complain about being outmatched.

But Chi Wansui is different. If the Qilin Zi of Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion gets into trouble at the Wushi Money Exchange, it will be difficult to handle.

Bei Gonglan drew her longsword from her waist; it was also a holy sword, its blade entirely azure. She directly unleashed the second form of her sword technique.

Of course, it wasn't perfect; he only mastered the third level of Sword Technique 2.

Bei Gonglan is the young master of Wushi Qianzhuang, so naturally she would not do something like a sneak attack from behind. If she hadn't seen Chi Wansui lose his mind, she wouldn't have even bothered to bully the weak with numbers.

Di Yi still held the Qilin War Spear in his right hand. He sensed the fierce sword energy coming from the side, but he did not panic. He formed a sword with two fingers of his left hand, condensed a foot of energy, and met Bei Gonglan.

The aura clashed with the holy sword; they were two things of vastly different strengths, yet the result was completely unexpected.

The sword in Bei Gonglan's hand was no ordinary object; it was the Qingwen Sword, ranked seventh on the "Hundred Pattern Sacred Artifacts List."

The "List of Hundred Pattern Sacred Artifacts" only includes 168 sacred artifacts, all of which are the best among the hundred pattern sacred artifacts. Emperor Yi's Crimson Copper Brahma Seal is also on the list, but it is only ranked forty-third, not as good as the Azure Sword.

However, at this moment, this holy sword, which was comparable to a thousand-patterned holy artifact, was being driven by the young master of the Martial Market Money Shop, but was being forced back by someone using qi sword.

Bei Gonglan was forced back by a sword strike, and was greatly shocked. She finally understood a bit of the frustration in Chi Wansui's heart.

“His swordsmanship is far superior to mine; he has at least mastered the second level of swordsmanship to perfection.”

As a disciple of the Martial Venerable and born into the ancient Beigong family, Beigong Lan was invincible among her peers from a young age, and no one had ever been able to bring her such a sense of pressure.

The sword formed from two fingers, its aura surpassing even the might of a holy sword, would be remarkable if it came from the hand of a sword saint, but it was merely a Fish-Dragon Realm cultivator; how could anyone accept that?

Bei Gonglan also felt a competitive spirit and used the top-level swordsmanship she had learned from Mount Wushen to launch an attack on Di Yi while circling around him.

While wrestling with Chi Wansui, Di Yi also discussed swordsmanship with Bei Gonglan, appearing to be in complete control. He even pushed the two to the brink of defeat, leaving everyone in the hall speechless and amazed.

Tonight's martial arts banquet has attracted the attention of many senior saints. The strength that Di Yi is showing at this moment is enough to amaze even the saints. Especially since there are only one or two months left before the selection of the nine world sons, as long as Di Yi attends the world son banquet, he will most likely have a place among the world sons.

Di Yi clearly felt that more and more saintly gazes were falling on him, soon exceeding twenty.

He began to understand why the Nine-Headed Qilin had asked Xu Sanjin to guide him here.

This was intended to use him as bait to draw the attention of all the saints in the city to the Martial Market Money Exchange.

Thinking of this, the sword light and palm force on Emperor Yi's hands increased several times, pressing down on Chi Wansui and Beigong Lan so much that they almost lost their spears and swords.

"Even in the cold of winter, I have come to learn from your superior skills."

Just then, the handsome scholar in the Confucian robe who had been sitting upright to the side stood up and made a move. It was none other than Sui Han, the newly appointed top scholar of the imperial examination.

Suihan is a man, but he has a handsome and beautiful appearance, and is a man with a woman's appearance.

With a flick of his sleeve, he summoned a sword, imbued with a righteous spirit; it was the Chengying Holy Sword, ranked thirteenth on the "Hundred Pattern Sacred Artifacts List".

Sui Han is a disciple of the Qin Sect. He possesses strong spiritual power and also cultivates martial arts. He is a master of both the qin and sword, and is known as a master of both.

At this moment, his swordsmanship was also quite remarkable, having cultivated Sword Two to the second level.

Sui Han and Bei Gonglan attacked from the left and right respectively. Di Yi frowned slightly, and had to let go of the Qilin War Spear in his right hand, and launched a Savage Elephant Charge to meet Sui Han's Cheng Ying Sword.

Chi Wansui regained control of the Qilin War Spear and rejoined the battle.

When the three attacked together, Di Yi simply stopped using sword energy to fight back and used his bare hands to unleash the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm. Palm prints swirled all over the sky, like surging tides.

"To have cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm to this level, are you a lay disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect?" The holy sword in Sui Han's hand was knocked away by Di Yi's palm, and the terrifying force transmitted through the sword made his arm go numb.

In terms of martial arts alone, Sui Han is still inferior to Bei Gong Lan and Chi Wan Sui, and is gradually finding it difficult.

"Who is wielding the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm? How come this humble monk can sense the aura of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm?"

A sudden sound came from outside the hall, and a monk who was about ten feet tall walked in through the gate.

"It's Master Lidi of the Wanfo Sect. He actually came too."

The monk standing on the ground was greatly surprised to see the four figures locked in a fierce battle inside the hall.

The fact that Di Yi fought three opponents single-handedly left a deep impression on him.

"Such a strong physique, and such high skill in palm techniques."

The monk Lidi came to the Central Region because he had received news about a high-ranking monk from the Wanfo Dao sect, intending to find the monk's whereabouts.

He happened to be passing through Dingxuan Prefecture when he received an invitation from Beigong Lan, which is why he came to the banquet.

Although the monk Lidi was a Buddhist, he was a martial arts fanatic with a competitive spirit. Seeing several masters fighting in the hall, he felt a sudden urge to join in.

However, ganging up on the few did not align with the teachings of the eminent monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, so he hesitated for a moment.

Di Yi felt a vast holy pressure emanating from the monk Li Di. This was naturally not something that could be brought about by the monk Li Di's cultivation level, but rather by the golden body of the Buddha Emperor within his body.

When the Buddha Emperor passed away, his relics were swallowed by a golden dragon, while his immortal golden body remained in the Path of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Until the monk Lidi appeared out of nowhere, he was perfectly in sync with the golden body of the Buddha Emperor, and merged the golden body of the Buddha Emperor with his own physical body, his physical strength was comparable to the Buddha Emperor's rebirth.

The Great Sage's Immortal Body is incredibly powerful. The so-called Holy Body and the Ten Supreme Physiques are utterly insignificant compared to the Immortal Body when he was in the Fish-Dragon Realm.

The Buddha Emperor's golden body is extremely special. Even though the power that the Standing Monk can mobilize is only one ten-thousandth or one millionth of the Buddha Emperor's golden body, it is still a level that martial artists in the Fish-Dragon Realm can reach.

As the monk hesitated, he saw the battle group actually heading towards him, seemingly intent on including him.

This was naturally Di Yi's initiative. Since he wanted to attract the attention of the saints in the city, he might as well make it even more amazing, like a good show with one climax after another, so that the audience would gradually become immersed in it.

The moment the two met, they simultaneously unleashed the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm.

"Wild elephants gallop across the land!"

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

"The dragon and the elephant return to the fields!"

"Dragon Image!"

……

"Thousand-Handed Dragon Elephant!"

After exchanging eight blows, Di Yi was forced to retreat for the first time, his arm feeling numb.

"The golden body of the Buddha Emperor truly lives up to its reputation."

He laughed loudly, fighting the four prodigies alone with ease, while more than thirty gazes were now fixed upon him.

Di Yi's gaze swept over everyone present.

Shao Lin, the founder of the Four Symbols School.

Painter Wu Lian.

Tai Chi Dao...

Bagua School...

Although he was not as good as the four people he fought, each of them was an outstanding talent, no less than the Seven Fiends of the Black Market's First-Class Hall.

Emperor Yi struck out with his palm, choosing Sui Han, the weakest fighter, and snatched the Cheng Ying Holy Sword from his hand with his bare hands.

With a sword in hand, his aura suddenly changed, and a powerful sword intent enveloped the entire hall.

Bei Gonglan felt that the Qingwen Sword in her hand was almost out of control, and in a panic, she withdrew ten feet.

All the sword cultivators inside the hall wore expressions of horror as they witnessed an unbelievable scene.

"Sword and heaven and earth, man and nature in harmony, how is this possible..."

He murmured to himself in the cold of winter, feeling extremely impacted.

Di Yi unleashed three consecutive sword strikes, repelling the Standing Monk, Bei Gonglan, and Chi Wansui. His sword intent surged, and he was full of vigor, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

He chuckled and said, "Anyone who wants to fight me, feel free to make a move. Today I will test the younger generation of the Central Region and the Nine Provinces."

Zhong Yao stared at the black-clad man standing with his sword, her heart filled with more than just shock; there was a different kind of emotion in her heart.

Even the Sword Emperor Xue Hongchen back then was probably no better than this.

(End of this chapter)