Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 137 Another Wonderful Use of the True Source Demon Eye

The sword of the Taiyi Ancestor almost split the Tomb of Fallen Gods in two, leaving a sword mark thousands of miles long on the earth.

The sword light condensed into a three-foot-long sword, which fell back into the scabbard on the back of the Moon Burial Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint of Burial Moon and Ning Xuandao bowed to the old man in the Daoist robe shrouded in Yin and Yang energies in the void: "Greetings, Ancestor Taiyi."

"King Qingyang has been wounded by my sword. I'll leave this place to you. The World Prince Banquet is approaching, so finish this quickly to avoid causing panic among the people." After returning the Holy Sword, Ancestor Taiyi left without lingering.

On the ground, the Sword Saint Xuanji was tattered and badly injured, and was being supported by Qingxiao.

"Master, how are your injuries?"

The Sword Saint of Xuanji shook his head and sighed, "I won't die for now, but just now, in order to unleash the forbidden chapter of the True One Thunderfire Sword Technique, I burned my life force, and I only have less than five years left to live."

Upon hearing this, Qingxiao's expression changed drastically. With the cultivation level of the Xuanji Sword Saint, living another fifty years would not be difficult, yet now he only had less than five years of lifespan left.

"I never imagined that Feng Han was actually an imposter from the Undying Blood Clan. If he hadn't spread false information and lured Master to the Fallen God's Tomb Forest, you wouldn't be in this situation. It's hateful that he managed to escape into the Fallen God's Tomb Forest."

The Sword Saint of Xuanji coughed a few times, and after taking the healing elixir, his injuries improved somewhat, but his face was full of worry.

“Hong Tao, Wan Ke, and the others are still in the Fallen God Tomb Forest. They don’t know Feng Han’s true colors yet, and they can easily be used by him and fall into the Undying Blood Clan’s trap.”

"I'll go and bring them back," Qingxiao said.

The Sword Saint Xuanji stopped him, took out the Sky-Piercing Sword, and handed it to Qingxiao. He transmitted his thoughts to Qingxiao, saying, "Qingxiao, you are my first disciple. Apart from Ruochen, you have the highest talent. It's a pity that you don't specialize in swordsmanship and cannot become a Sword Saint to carry on the Sky-Piercing Sword lineage. Actually, your junior brother is still alive. It wasn't the Nine Nether Sword Saint who intercepted him outside the Eastern Domain Holy City, but your master. In the future, if you see your junior brother, pass the Sky-Piercing Sword to him on my behalf and let him go to the Underworld Sword Tomb in the Central Domain to pay homage to the ancestors of the Sky-Piercing Sword."

Qingxiao took the Sky-Piercing Sword and asked, puzzled, "Master, what do you mean by this?"

"You're still young, so don't risk going into the Fallen Gods' Tomb Forest. I'll go and escort Hong Tao and the others out. Recently, rumors have been circulating in the Eastern Regions that there are miraculous medicines that can bring the dead back to life in the underworld. This trip is also a good opportunity for me to go to the underworld and give it a shot. Rather than dying of old age in bed, it's better to fight a glorious battle." The Sword Saint Xuanji's eyes were like torches, and he had made up his mind. To break the shackles of lifespan, he either had to find the miraculous medicine that could bring the dead back to life, or he had to break through the barrier of the Saint King, cross the Fallen Gods' Tomb Forest, and go to the underworld. He had made a decision to put himself in a life-or-death situation.

The Burial Moon Sword Saint and Ning Xuandao saw through the situation of the Xuanji Sword Saint, but said nothing. They were grateful for the timely intervention of the Taiyi Ancestor, otherwise they might have followed in the footsteps of the Xuanji Sword Saint.

"I only hope that the World Prince Banquet on the ninth day of the ninth month will go smoothly. Kunlun Realm is becoming more and more turbulent." Ning Xuandao sighed softly and headed towards Liangyi Sect with the Burial Moon Sword Saint.

The Qi family colluded with the Moon Worshiping Demonic Cult in an attempt to kill the Holy Book Talent. This time, the entire Qi family will be thoroughly investigated, and it's unknown how many people will be eliminated.

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Inside the Forest of Fallen Gods.

When Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei returned, the surroundings had already changed.

The clash between Zhu Hongtao and the two immortal vampire saints destroyed a large number of tombstones, and the earth itself was shattered.

"Is a holy war taking place here?"

The person and the cat stopped at the same time.

The environment inside the cemetery is unique, so even the battle fluctuations of a saint cannot travel very far.

"This is... the aura of my second senior brother. Could it be that my second senior brother is fighting with the sage of the Qi family? Why would my second senior brother come to the Fallen God Tomb Forest?" Zhang Ruochen discovered the residual aura of Zhu Hongtao and was very puzzled, while also feeling somewhat worried.

"They've probably come to rescue the Holy Book Girl. The saints from the Eastern Region Holy Academy are here, and the saints from the Two Elements Sect must be here too. Zhang Ruochen, I told you you don't need to meddle. With the Holy Book Girl's status, if something happens to her, many people will definitely come to rescue her." Looking at the mess around him, Xiao Hei just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

“Besides my second senior brother, there are still the auras of more than one saint remaining in the world. Oh no, my second senior brother is being besieged.” Zhang Ruochen’s expression changed drastically.

Xiao Hei's face darkened. Seeing Zhang Ruochen's expression, he realized that Zhang Ruochen actually wanted to get involved in the battle between the saints. Even with the power of the Dragon Relic, a battle between saints was simply courting death.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the mottled ancient sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand revived, surging out a faint supreme intent, pointing towards the depths of the Fallen God's Tomb Forest.

"What's going on? How could the Void Sword suddenly revive?"

Xiao Hei instantly became incredibly excited: "It's the Empress! The Fallen God's Tomb Forest must be related to the Empress."

The Void Sword is the sword of Empress Qiangu. It is only something related to Empress Qiangu that could make the Void Sword revive on its own. Could it be that Empress Qiangu's remains are buried in the Tomb of Fallen Gods?
Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

“Zhang Ruochen, let’s follow the guidance of the Void Sword. The Empress must have left a guide in the Fallen God’s Tomb Forest. If we follow the guide, we might be able to find the Empress.” Xiao Hei had lost his previous awe and caution and had lost his rationality.

"Cough cough..."

An aged voice came from behind Zhang Ruochen.

"Is that Ruochen? What are you doing here?"

The figure of the Xuanji Sword Saint slowly walked over and stopped behind Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen was taken aback upon hearing this. He turned around and was shocked to see the appearance of the Xuanji Sword Saint.

Why has the Sword Saint of Xuanji become so gloomy and lifeless in just a few months?

He dispelled his formless and shapeless thirty-six transformations, transforming from Lin Yue back into Zhang Ruochen, and knelt down before the Xuanji Sword Saint.

"Disciple Zhang Ruochen greets Master."

The Sword Saint Xuanji stepped forward and helped him up, saying softly, "No need for formalities. I am relieved to see that you are still alive and well."

"Master, how did you... become like this?" Zhang Ruochen asked cautiously.

"Alas, it's all my fault for trusting Feng Han too much. Even knowing he was an Undying Blood Clan member, I still thought I could influence him. But I never imagined I would be deceived by him, raising a hungry wolf and falling into the Undying Blood Clan's ambush," sighed the Xuanji Sword Saint.

"Fourth Senior Brother is actually an Undying Blood Clan member?" Zhang Ruochen had never met Feng Han, but he knew the name of this Fourth Senior Brother. He never expected that he was actually an Undying Blood Clan member.

"By the way, Master, I sensed my second senior brother's aura. He must be being besieged by several saints. Please, Master, lend a hand and help my second senior brother escape."

Xuanji Sword Saint nodded, patted Zhang Ruochen on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I left something for you with Qingxiao. After you leave, find a suitable time to go and see your senior brother."

"As for Hong Tao and the others, leave them to me. The Fallen God Tomb Forest is not a safe place, so you should leave here first."

"Yes, disciple obeys!" Zhang Ruochen bowed with his hands clasped.

The Sword Saint of Xuanji nodded in satisfaction. He had never expected that Lin Yue of the Liangyi Sect, a sword prodigy who had recently risen to fame in the Eastern Region, was actually Zhang Ruochen.

With Zhang Ruochen's exceptional swordsmanship, even with the death of the Xuanji Sword Saint, the Taotian Sword lineage still has a worthy successor.

"Go, I will go and save Hong Tao and the others."

Watching the Sword Saint Xuanji depart into the distance, Zhang Ruochen suddenly realized a few things.

"If Master has something to give me, why leave it with Eldest Brother instead of handing it to me personally? Also, Master just mentioned 'them,' does that mean it's not just Second Brother who entered the Fallen God's Tomb Forest?"

Zhang Ruochen was puzzled. He felt that the tone of Xuanji Sword Saint's words just now was like he was making his last arrangements. However, given Xuanji Sword Saint's cultivation level, ordinary saints were no match for him.

"I hope I'm just overthinking it."

After retrieving the excited Xiao Hei back into the Qiankun Divine Wood Diagram, Zhang Ruochen used the Thirty-Six Transformations of Formlessness and Transformation to transform back into Lin Yue's appearance, and walked towards the outside of the Fallen God's Tomb Forest.

The Sword Saint Xuanji is right. The Tomb of Fallen Gods is indeed fraught with danger, and one cannot linger there. Moreover, more and more malevolent spirits are emerging from the depths, making one increasingly uneasy. ...

The underworld does indeed contain many treasures: the Seven-Star Poria Divine Medicine, a divine corpse, and the Moon Goddess slumbering within the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin…

However, venturing into the underworld is extremely risky, with a near-certain death rate.

Both the Old Ancestor of Death Zen and the Ghost King of the Beginning God are top-tier beings below the Great Sage. Now that the Illusion Queen has disappeared and the Evil Emperor has not yet returned, even if the Nine-Headed Qilin personally goes to the Underworld, it will be difficult for him to defeat these two. Instead, he has fallen into the Death Zen Sect's trap, helping them attract the attention of the Ghost King of the Underworld.

The underworld is filled with countless powerful beings. Even the God-Beginning Ghost King is only one of the overlords on the periphery. Even if the Great Sage were to rashly intrude, he would not be confident of escaping unscathed.

Entering the underworld rashly for a treasure that might not even be obtained is far too risky, and Di Yi has no intention of taking such a risk.

After subtly informing the Hall Master of the First Rank Hall and the two Holy Elders about the changes in the Fallen God's Tomb Forest, Emperor Yi entered the inner world of the Yuan Chen Sumeru Stabilizing Banner.

Han Qiu, Ye Honglei, Zi Qian, and others were all cultivating inside the banner, preparing for the World Prince Banquet.

Besides selecting the World Prince, another important part of the World Prince Banquet is the banquet itself. Those who can be invited by Empress Chi Yao to the world's most outstanding talents are naturally extraordinary. Consuming the treasures at the World Prince Banquet will have unimaginable benefits for their future cultivation. Even if they cannot compete for the World Prince position, Emperor Yi still hopes that they can win a good seat at the World Prince Banquet.

Han Qiu sat cross-legged in front of the Heavenly Demon Black Hole Diagram, comprehending the Dao of Darkness. As a being of the Dark Body, she was naturally attuned to the Dao of Darkness. With the Heavenly Demon Black Hole Diagram, she had a great chance of comprehending the sacred rules of the Dao of Darkness in the Fish-Dragon Realm and integrating them into her Martial Soul, thus becoming a true Dark Cultivator.

Not far away, the Heavenly Gang Yuan Chen Token floated in mid-air, and A Le sat cross-legged under the token, comprehending the True Character Divine Inscription that Emperor Yi had passed on to him.

The True Character Divine Script contains the inheritance of the Way of Truth, but it requires extremely high comprehension. In terms of comprehension alone, Han Qiu is far inferior to A Le.

Elsewhere, Ziqian was practicing the Sword One technique of the Wordless Sword Manual.

After transforming into a Saint Body, Zi Qian has already been able to join the ranks of the world's top talents, and there is a very high probability that she will become a Saint in the future. However, compared with the top talents, there is still a considerable gap.

Unless she can cultivate Sword One in the Fish-Dragon Realm, comprehend the rules of swordsmanship, and lay the foundation for becoming a Sword Saint in the future.

Upon seeing the Emperor's arrival, Zi Qian also stopped wielding her sword.

"Little Lord."

Di Yi looked at her. After transforming into a holy body, Zi Qian's appearance became even more outstanding, and she could now be compared with Ye Honglei, a peerless beauty in the world.

Di Yi has a different kind of feeling for Zi Qian. The few years he spent in the underground world during his youth were an unforgettable experience.

"How is Jian Yi's training going?"

"This subordinate is dull-witted. Even with the cultivation insights of the young master and master, I have only cultivated Sword One to the fourth level." Zi Qian replied softly. Cultivating Sword One to the fourth level in the eighth transformation of the Fish-Dragon is not amazing, but it is by no means dull either.

However, compared to Di Yi, Han Qiu, and A Le, he is far inferior. Even Ye Honglei, who mainly cultivates spiritual power, is not weak in swordsmanship.

Among the people close to Emperor Yi, she only had one advantage over Zi Yuan: the Holy Body.

"Talent and comprehension are not static. As far as I know, this World Prince Banquet will select not only the nine World Princes, but also three other categories: Kings, Prodigies, and Outstanding Individuals. As long as you are seated, you will receive a treasure that can change your talent and comprehension. There are still more than half a month until the World Prince Banquet, and the space inside the banner is more than half a year, which is enough for you to raise your cultivation to the ninth transformation of the Fish-Dragon Realm."

"As for Jianyi, I happen to be in seclusion here for a while, so I can give you some pointers."

Upon hearing this, Zi Qian's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Di Yi was too dazzling. Not to mention her, even the other six kings of the new generation in the Eastern Region were now overshadowed by his brilliance.

If there really is a treasure at the World Child Banquet that can change one's talent and comprehension, then she will do everything in her power to win a place so that she will have the opportunity to accompany Emperor Yi further in the future.

A person's life will have many regrets. She did not want to miss the most important man in her life. When she looked back after thousands of years, her beauty had faded and her hair had turned white. She would only say that it was just an ordinary time.

"Show the sword technique you have comprehended," Di Yi instructed. Every sword cultivator's understanding of the wordless sword manual is different, and his understanding of the wordless sword manual is naturally different from Zi Qian's. So-called guidance is only to guide the other party to find their own path of swordsmanship, not to impose his own understanding of swordsmanship on the other party.

Zi Qian nodded slightly, brandished the holy sword in her hand, and used the fourth level of the sword technique to unleash her most proficient Fish Intestine Sword Technique, thrusting it towards Di Yi.

With Di Yi's current physical strength, even if he stood still, Zi Qian's sword could not pierce his skin. However, since it was for the purpose of guiding him in the way of swordsmanship, he still condensed a sword of qi at his fingertips.

With the True Source Demon Eye activated, the flow of the power of heaven and earth that Zi Qian drew upon in each move became incredibly clear in the Emperor's Eye, directly dissecting the most fundamental essence of her swordsmanship.

As the Qi Sword clashed with the Holy Sword, Zi Qian felt a powerful suction force binding the Holy Sword in her hand, guiding it along an extremely strange trajectory through the void.

It was still the Fish Intestine Sword Technique, but Emperor Yi made subtle modifications, making it more profound. This spirit-level martial skill contained a Daoist charm that even ordinary half-saints could not understand.

Everyone has a different understanding of the wordless sword manual, but the rules of swordsmanship in the world are the same. Di Yi did not impose his understanding of the wordless sword manual on Zi Qian. Instead, he used the True Source Demon Eye's ability to perceive the rules of the world to guide Zi Qian to use her sword to activate the rules of swordsmanship in the world.

Once she masters this skill on her own, her comprehension of swordsmanship will undoubtedly increase significantly.

Two figures danced with swords in the open space, sword energy flying everywhere. Gradually, Di Yi simply dispelled the sword energy in his hand, turned around and came behind Zi Qian, put one arm around her waist and placed the other hand on the back of her hand holding the sword.

Beside the open space was a large medicinal field, which was made of the red soil of divine blood that Di Yi had Yin Yue dig up from under the corpse of the dragon god. It was covered with all kinds of rare spiritual herbs and flowers.

As they practiced their swordsmanship, the two grew closer and closer, immersed in their understanding of the swordsmanship of heaven and earth, as if they had become one.

Di Yi released his Holy Soul, using it to activate the rules of swordsmanship. Zi Qian also released her Martial Soul, using Di Yi's Holy Soul to comprehend the rules of swordsmanship.

The sword danced among the flowers. The Fish Intestine Sword Technique had been improved countless times in the hands of the two, becoming completely different and a brand new martial art.

As Di Yi gazed at Zi Qian's martial spirit in mid-air, an idea suddenly occurred to him, triggering the two divine marks within his eyes.

Once the divine seal was activated, it emitted golden and white holy light, eventually transforming into a very strange mark that landed on Zi Qian's martial soul.

Zi Qian shuddered, and the world before her eyes changed instantly. The once clear world became hazy, as if shrouded in mist. Behind the mist, a dragon radiating brilliant light was flying. Upon closer inspection, she realized that it was not a dragon, but the rules of swordsmanship.

With the help of the mark, Di Yi also saw the same perspective. To him, the rules of swordsmanship were hazy and indistinct, and he could only see the rules of swordsmanship. But for Zi Qian, it was an incredible opportunity.

"The True Source Demon Eye can actually help others cultivate."

Di Yi was also surprised. He had just had a flash of inspiration and had the idea to try it out. He never expected to discover another function of the True Source Demon Eye by chance.

A martial arts cultivator's combat strength depends on many factors, including physique, physical body, cultivation techniques, martial arts skills, and the main path of cultivation. Emperors have no shortage of cultivation techniques and martial arts skills, while physical physique can be gradually improved after becoming a saint. Such opportunities may be rare in the Kunlun Realm, but they are not difficult to find in the vast Heavenly Court.

The rules of the Holy Path that one comprehends during the Fish-Dragon Realm are almost irreversible. Once a Martial Soul transforms into a Holy Soul, the Holy Path one will cultivate in the future will be fixed, and without a heaven-defying opportunity, it will be impossible to change to another Holy Path.

With his help, Ziqian, Hanqiu, Ale and others can lay a solid foundation in the Fish-Dragon Realm and integrate more sacred rules, especially the sacred rules of the Supreme Sacred Path or even the Eternal Path, into their Sacred Souls.

Once they make up for their physical shortcomings, they will be able to catch up with the top geniuses outside Kunlun Realm and may even be able to compete with them.

At this very moment, the Fish Intestine Sword Technique underwent a complete transformation, leaping from a fish into a dragon, soaring through the heavens, gathering countless sword energies, and startling everyone who was practicing.

Han Qiu looked at Zi Qian, who was being held in Di Yi's arms, and felt a pang of jealousy.

Ye Honglei was also somewhat dazed, her mind went blank for a moment, and she couldn't describe her feelings.

Ziyuan stood beside her and whispered, "Miss Honglei, if you have feelings for the young master, you should take the initiative. I have high hopes for you."

Ye Honglei's naturally alluring face rarely showed any panic. She gave a coquettish snort: "Sister Ziyuan, please don't joke with me. How can a junior nephew be with junior uncle? Besides, you were the first woman to be by his side. Don't you have any thoughts about it?"

Ziyuan paused for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I don't have that many thoughts. My life and death have long belonged to you, young master. I am already satisfied to be able to stay by your side."

(End of this chapter)