Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 160 The Legacy of the Ancient Sage, News of the Divine Medicine
After storing the Heaven-Sealing Sword and the corpse of Sword Saint Hong Jiu into the Azure Dragon Bracelet, a spatial treasure, Di Yi turned to look at the skeleton.

The skeleton sat cross-legged, with a small hole in its skull running through it from front to back, which was very likely the cause of its death.

Di Yi looked around and discovered other passages, narrow and deep, leading to unknown places. Bai Gu and Hong Jiu Sword Saint must have arrived here through these passages.

"Who could he be? He doesn't look like a Confucian or Taoist cultivator from the medieval era 100,000 years ago. Even if it were the corpse of a Great Sage of Spiritual Power, it would be impossible for his Sacred Heart to remain so vibrant after 100,000 years."

The Great Sage of Martial Arts possesses an immortal holy body, whose physical form can remain incorrupt for 100,000 years. However, the physical bodies of cultivators with spiritual power are too weak. In 100,000 years, apart from their holy hearts, not even bones will remain.

On the stone surface next to the skeleton, Di Yi found several lines of writing. It was the script currently used in the Kunlun Realm, which had existed for no more than 20,000 years, but was already quite blurred.

"I am Nalan Yuanzhen, a master of the qin (a seven-stringed zither)."

"He began cultivating at the age of five, became a master of spiritual power at fourteen, and became the foremost figure in Confucianism and Taoism for sixty years at thirty. At sixty-seven, he broke through to sainthood with the musical scales of the Qin School, surpassing all his contemporaries, and vowed to bring eternal peace to the Kunlun Realm."

"At the age of nine hundred, he traveled throughout the five regions, comprehended the universe on the shores of the East Sea, and broke through to become a Great Sage. Only then did he realize the vastness of the universe, the insignificance of the individual, and the endless secrets of Kunlun. He was awestruck by what he saw."

"At the age of two thousand, looking across the world, there was no one who could rival him. However, the North Sea was in turmoil, the vampires were rampant, and the strength of the Underworld King was truly unprecedented in his life. Even with the combined power of Kunlun, he could not defeat him."

"Three years later, the Northern Regions fell, and two years later, the Western Regions were subjugated. He searched far and wide for ancient books, hoping to retrieve the treasures left by the Confucian patriarch to protect Kunlun. So he crossed the River of Corpses alone and entered the underworld to find the Five-Tone Zither."

"Ten years have passed in vain, and I have never heard the five sounds. I died at the hands of the spirits of the underworld. Alas, I regret that I could not quell the calamity of the vampires, and I regret that I could not prevent the danger of the underworld."

After reading it, the emperor was both astonished and filled with admiration.

Nalan Yuanzhen, the foremost spiritual master of the Nalan family before Emperor Wen, achieved sainthood at the age of sixty-seven and made a grand vow to create an era of peace for all ages. Although he later glimpsed the deep secrets of the Kunlun Realm and realized his own insignificance, he did not hesitate to venture into the underworld to find the Five-Tone Zither, a treasure left by the First Confucian Ancestor, in order to protect Kunlun. In the end, he died at the hands of the spirits of the underworld.

It is a story that is both moving and tragic.

It is precisely because of these generations of ancestors and sages that the Kunlun Realm was able to survive the great calamity of the Middle Ages 100,000 years ago and survive to this day, 100,000 years later.

Nalan Yuanzhen was the leader of Confucianism and Taoism in the Kunlun Realm ten thousand years ago, and the strongest among the human race. Although he died in the underworld and did not participate in the battle to defeat the King of the Underworld, it is conceivable that it was because human powerhouses like Nalan Yuanzhen were not afraid of sacrifice and racked their brains to find a way that the Kunlun Realm was finally able to defeat the King of the Underworld and seal him in the Netherworld Dungeon.

After the Heavenly Spiritual Root, the Divine Tree Connecting Heaven, was severed 100,000 years ago, the rules of heaven and earth in the Kunlun Realm became unsuitable for cultivation. Under these conditions, it would be extremely difficult for a Great Sage to contend with a Supreme Great Sage cultivated by the top forces in the outside world.

Even the King of the Underworld ten thousand years ago was among the top beings below the God Realm; his power alone was enough to destroy a great world.

The generation of Nalan Yuanzhen was able to fight against the King of the Underworld, and finally defeat and seal him away. Just thinking about the story is enough to stir one's heart.

Di Yi bowed to the skeleton of Nalan Yuanzhen. At this moment, he had no distinction between Confucianism, Taoism and heresy, only respect for his predecessors and sages.

"The Great Sage's Sacred Heart?"

The Emperor looked at the Holy Heart, which shone like amber. Ten thousand years had passed, yet the Holy Heart still radiated dazzling white holy light. However, when bathed in the holy light, his spiritual power began to slowly increase.

The Sacred Heart of a Great Sage of Spiritual Power is equivalent to the Sacred Source of a Great Sage of Martial Arts. It contains the spiritual power cultivation and knowledge of a Great Sage of Spiritual Power throughout his life. If it falls into the hands of a sage of Confucianism or Taoism, and he refines it and absorbs the spiritual power and knowledge within, he can quickly reach the level of a Saint King of Spiritual Power, and may even have the possibility of breaking through to become a Great Sage.

This is quite similar to the relics left behind by the Buddha after his death.

Nalan Yuanzhen's bones were mostly decayed, but the four ribs near the Sacred Heart still had a faint luster. Upon closer inspection, the ribs were densely covered with characters, not the characters of the present day, but extremely ancient. Although there were fewer than a thousand characters, each character had infinite power, causing the Emperor to feel dizzy.

"The Book of Changes?"

When the Emperor reached out to touch it, the skeletal body shattered with a crash, leaving only four ribs and the Holy Heart in his hands.

Di Yi recognized the extraordinary nature of the inscription on the rib, perhaps even more precious than the Great Sage's Sacred Heart. He put away the rib and the Sacred Heart, and bowed again to the pile of white bones on the ground: "This junior has strayed into this place by mistake and received the opportunity left behind by the senior. If I can return to the Kunlun Realm, I will definitely send the senior's remains back to the Nalan family so that the senior can be laid to rest in peace."

He made this promise both because he had received the opportunity left by Nalan Yuanzhen and because Di Yi sincerely admired Nalan Yuanzhen.

Those who carry firewood for the masses should not be left to freeze to death in the wind and snow. Those who die for the common people should not be buried in a foreign land, their souls unable to return to their homeland.

After gathering and storing all the bones scattered on the ground, Di Yi followed the passage and left the underground.

The ghost king that had been attracted earlier had left, and the entire valley was in a mess.

Emperor Yi took out Nalan Yuanzhen's Sacred Heart and tried to absorb its spiritual power to temper his own spiritual thoughts.

But as soon as he tried to refine it, the Divine Lotus in his sea of ​​consciousness reacted, and the primordial blue light swept over, absorbing the entire Sacred Heart into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The Sacred Heart was enveloped by the roots of the Divine Lotus, drawing spiritual energy from it as nourishment for its own growth, while simultaneously releasing a blue mist to nourish Emperor Yi. Emperor Yi stood there stunned. Since its birth, the Divine Lotus had never shown any interest in anything other than the primordial power of the Five Elements Void Realm.

He had thought that the Divine Lotus disliked worldly things, but it turned out that there were no treasures it had ever been interested in before.

Using the Great Sage's spiritual power and Sacred Heart as fertilizer is far too extravagant, so extravagant that it pains Di Yi's heart.

Fortunately, the Divine Lotus did not keep it all to itself; it also shared a tiny bit of mist containing primordial power to help him improve his spiritual cultivation.

Several days have passed, and the battle outside the Tomb of Fallen Gods is probably over. Having gained a lot from this trip, Di Yi does not want to stay any longer and plans to head to the River of Corpses, leave the Underworld, and return to the Kunlun Realm.

But as soon as he stepped out of the valley, his expression changed. On the once peaceful underworld wasteland, many powerful and terrifying auras appeared, which were ghost kings of the underworld.

They have returned and blocked the road to the River of Corpses.

"Is this an attempt to wipe out all the Kunlun Realm cultivators who have entered the underworld?"

Di Yi felt a chill run down his spine. He stared at the several ghost king figures exuding a sinister aura on the banks of the Corpse River, and dared not approach them.

"How long has it been? How come all the ghost kings of the underworld have returned? Could it be that the spirits of the underworld were defeated and driven back to the underworld by the powerful figures of the Kunlun Realm?"

"Could the barrier between the Yin and Yang realms on the River of Corpses have been repaired as well?"

The Thousand Bones Empress left behind a sealing stone tablet in the underworld, containing her own great power. As long as it is found and brought out of the underworld, the passage between the Yin and Yang realms can be sealed again with the help of the stone tablet.

If Zhang Ruochen, or other powerful figures from the Kunlun Realm who entered the underworld, found that stone tablet, brought it back to the Kunlun Realm, and resealed the Yin and Yang realms, it would be a great blessing.

Then there's really no going back; the path to return has been completely cut off.

Di Yi did not approach the River of Corpses rashly, avoiding the Ghost King's gaze. He walked in the underworld in the form of a Heavenly Demon Shadow, disguising himself as a Wuchang (a deity in Chinese mythology).

He kept a low profile and concealed his aura. The Ghost Kings had a strong sense of territory, and the ownership of each area on the outskirts of the underworld was clearly defined. Even if he disguised himself as Wuchang, he could still be regarded as an intruder under the command of the other Ghost Kings.

After carefully circling around for half a day, they did not get close to the River of Corpses, but instead went deeper into the underworld.

Signs of battle began to appear all around, along with the lingering aura of powerful beings from the mortal realm.

The deeper one goes into the underworld, the fewer ghost kings appear, seemingly all gathering at the edge of the River of Corpses.

Suddenly, Di Yi sensed two faint life auras from afar, which were well concealed. If he had not controlled the Earth Soul, he would not have been able to sense them.

"It is them, Moro-swastika and Gara-zang."

Upon encountering the evil monks of the Death Zen Cult in the underworld, Emperor Di immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The fact that the evil monks of the Death Zen Cult have not yet left the underworld indicates that the Death Zen Patriarch is still in the underworld and may not yet have control over the divine corpse.

Most of the stone tablets left by the Thousand Bones Empress buried beneath the divine corpse have not yet been taken away, so the passage between the Yin and Yang realms has not been resealed, and he still has a chance to return to the Kunlun Realm.

Gara was bloated and fat, wearing a corpse-skin coat over a magnificent cassock, followed by more than thirty semi-holy war corpses.

The most powerful method of the evil monks of the Death Zen Cult is the Death Zen Buddhist Dharma, which can refine and control battle corpses to form battle formations, and can fight even across realms.

"That damned Zhang Ruochen, having obtained the opportunity bestowed by the Ancestor to cultivate the Five Elements Chaos Body, actually dared to swallow the divine medicine all by himself. Fortunately, the Buddha disliked him and went back to take a look, otherwise he really would have escaped with the divine medicine."

Morozang was tall, thin, and dark-skinned, also draped in a corpse-skin coat. He shook his head slightly upon hearing this.

His senior brother was good in every way, except that he was addicted to lust. When he was in the Southern Region, he liked to pretend to be a high-ranking monk and serve as the abbot of a temple. He mingled with female believers and appeared solemn on the surface, but in reality, he had hundreds of illegitimate children.

He didn't just dislike Zhang Ruochen; he clearly had his eye on Princess Yanchen of the Eastern Region Holy King's Mansion and wanted to possess her.

Unexpectedly, they happened to witness Zhang Ruochen collecting the divine medicine.

“Zhang Ruochen is just a cultivator at the ninth stage of the Fish-Dragon Transformation. Even if he has cultivated the Five Elements Chaos Body, he is not difficult to deal with. It is the beautiful ghost king and the Xuanji Sword Saint beside him who are quite troublesome,” Morozang said.

"If the Ancestor were to take action, he would have found it long ago. It is a true divine medicine. If the Ancestor obtains it, he will definitely be able to break through to the Great Saint realm and have the strength to contend with Empress Chi Yao. At that time, our Death Zen Sect will no longer need to be confined to a corner of the Southern Region." Jialuo Wan's tone was filled with longing.

(End of this chapter)