Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 200 A new era
The Central Imperial City.

After several days of heavy snow, the streets and alleys were covered in a blanket of white.

On the long street leading to the Ziwei Palace, scattered bloodstains lay quietly, unburied by the snow.

The streets were filled with people coming and going, who had come from all over the country to worship the gods.

The teahouse on one side of the street is three stories high, and the private rooms on the top floor facing the street are in high demand and always full.

The man in black robes sat by the window, looking at the three-thousand-foot-tall seven-colored divine statue in the direction of the Ziwei Palace: "The realm of the gods is indeed unimaginable. Looking across the Kunlun Realm, there should be no other place with such active rules of heaven and earth and such rich holy energy as the imperial city."

The woman in the purple dress said in a low voice, "The Central Imperial City is the place where the sacred veins of the Kunlun Realm converge. Now that the Empress has become a god, all the dragons have returned to the sea, and the essence of the entire realm is flowing into the city. Naturally, it is incomparable to other places."

"I heard that Empress Chi Yao has already left the Kunlun Realm?"

“That’s right. After the Empress became a god, she immediately took action against the Undying Blood Clan, killing seven Blood Emperors and the Lord of the Undying Temple. After that, she traveled to the Wilderness and Four Seas, taking away the emperors of the four seas. After that, she left the Kunlun Realm, saying that she was going to find a way to survive for the Kunlun Realm,” the woman in the purple dress said.

The man looked up at the sky, and under the True Source Demon Eye, he could vaguely see an indescribably large array that enveloped the entire Kunlun Realm.

It is the power of the altar of heaven and earth.

Ten thousand years ago, the Venerable Monk Sumeru dispersed his Buddhist power to protect the Kunlun Realm. Ten thousand years have passed, and the Venerable Monk Sumeru's Buddhist power has dissipated completely, making it unable to stop external enemies.

The Altar of Heaven and Earth, built by Empress Chi Yao with all the power of the First Central Empire, could only last for a few short years.

The Kunlun Realm is indeed in dire need of a way to survive.

Empress Chi Yao was not the first in Heaven to travel this road, but she was the first to do so in her own capacity.

Too many people have already taken the first step.

The Evil Emperor and the Azure Emperor of yesteryear, and the Illusionary Empress not long ago...

"How are your injuries?" Di Yi changed the subject, looking at Zi Qian, and could sense that her aura was weak, indicating that she was seriously injured.

"It's nothing serious, she'll be fine after some rest." Ziqian shook her head.

A few days ago, the Empress became a god, and the whole world celebrated. The streets in front of the Ziwei Palace were densely packed with kneeling figures. Only one person stood out from the crowd, holding a sword and walking through the crowd, pointing the sword at the Ziwei Palace.

People along the way kindly tried to dissuade him, but he killed them all with a single sword stroke. The street stretched for ten miles, leaving behind a ten-mile-long river of blood.

Finally, the nine Great Realm Lords intervened and stopped him.

"The successor of the Time and Space Realm is indeed very strong. In the entire Kunlun Realm, besides you, there should be no one else who can compete with him at the same level."

"Even with the nine of us joining forces and receiving the opportunity bestowed by the Empress, which raised our cultivation to the Transcendent Realm, we still couldn't defeat him."

"His cultivation level is only at the Xuanhuang Realm."

Ziqian recalled that battle as vividly as if it were yesterday, one she would never forget.

"So how did it end?" Di Yi asked.

"It was Huang Yanchen who repelled him, piercing his heart with a single sword strike. His holy blood flowed for ten feet, and he probably lost all the blood in his body." Zi Qian sighed softly, somewhat emotional.

Huang Yanchen drew her sword at Zhang Ruochen, piercing his heart with a single strike. She simply couldn't understand why things had turned out this way between them.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. After the Empress became a god, there is no force in the Kunlun Realm that can stand against the imperial court. What are your plans, Hall Master?"

Di Yi knew that the "Hall Master" she was referring to was not the Hall Master of the First Rank Hall, but rather the former Hall Master of the Hidden Dragon Hall.

"The tide is in the hands of the imperial court. Even the Evil Emperor can only go with the flow. What can I do? Improve my cultivation and strengthen myself. That's the only thing I can do."

Zi Qian hesitated for a moment before saying, "The Empress has fully activated the Heavenly Wheel Seal, which can send a large number of cultivators into it for cultivation. Given the relationship between the Hall Master and the Holy Book Talented Woman, it shouldn't be difficult for them to enter. I can also step in."

Di Yi picked up the teacup and took a small sip.

"No need. Although the Heavenly Wheel Seal has a time flow rate of thirty times, it is not suitable for me."

"Are you going to go to the Heavenly Wheel Seal for seclusion for the next period of time?"

Zi Qian nodded slightly: "First, we will go to the Four Symbols Sect to send Master Changqing's remains back for burial. After that, we will enter the Heavenly Wheel Seal to cultivate, which will take about a year."

"One year..."

For 100,000 years, the Kunlun Realm has had no contact with the outside world. Even Chi Yao herself, who has become a god, does not know what the current situation of the Heavenly Court is, or what fate awaits it.

But a year is enough time for a result. Regardless of success or failure, Empress Chi Yao will return.

The two chatted about their lives until the sun began to set.

Stepping out of the teahouse, Di Yi sensed a familiar presence and followed it.

It wasn't until the bright moon hung high in the sky and the stars filled the heavens that Nangong Shi's figure was finally seen on the snow-covered hill.

"Why has Senior Brother also come to the Central Imperial City?"

"Empress Chi Yao's ascension to godhood shook the five regions. The Undying Blood Clan of the Northern Region has now been pacified, leaving only a bunch of insignificant little fellows who can't cause any trouble. I originally planned to pay my respects to the deity, but unfortunately I arrived too late and missed the opportunity."

Nangong Shi took out two jars of wine. The jars were made of gold and iron and were actually sacred artifacts, so the wine inside must be extraordinary.

He tossed one of the jars to Di Yi and laughed loudly, "Come on, have a drink with your senior brother."

Emperor Yi reached out and took the wine jar. As soon as he touched it, a bone-chilling coldness spread from his palm to his entire body, causing a layer of frost to spread across his skin.

"What kind of wine is this? It's so cold even through the wine jar."

"Half a year ago, when I broke through to the Great Sage realm, all the major sects and ancient religions in the Northern Region came to congratulate me. These two jars of wine are called 'Three Thousand Miles of Snow,' which ranks fourth among the strong liquors in the Kunlun Realm. They are treasures of the Starry Constellation Sect and have been aged for more than 100,000 years."

Nangong Shi opened the wine seal, took a big gulp, and a wave of heat rose from his body, melting the ice and snow within a hundred feet around him and thawing the frozen ground. "This wine is extremely cold to the touch, but incredibly fiery when you drink it. It's a unique blend of ice and fire, a truly special flavor."

Emperor Yi opened the wine jar and took a small sip. After only taking a small sip, his entire body was ignited. The aroma of the wine turned into flames that surged out from his pores. The inner world of his 144 acupoints was nourished by a special power, and it actually increased from the original 30,000 cubic meters.

"It is indeed good wine." Emperor Yi showed surprise and carefully sealed the wine jar. Nangong Shi's physical body was strong and he could drink it in large gulps, but he could not withstand it. With his current physical strength, one small cup a day was already the limit.

"The Northern Region has been pacified. What are your plans next, Senior Brother?"

“I don’t have any particular plans. I’ll just take a trip around the Central Region and then head back to the Northern Region. The Undying Blood Clan has been rampaging for the past few years, and the evil sects in the Northern Region have suffered greatly. Everything is in ruins and needs to be rebuilt. I have to go back and take charge of the overall situation,” Nangong Shi said.

Manji Island is located deep in the North Sea, and most of the killings caused by the Undead Blood Clan are concentrated in the Northern Region.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Di Yi asked.

"Haha, it's good that you have this intention, Junior Brother. I can handle the affairs of the Northern Region."

The two chatted on the mountaintop. Nangong Shi told him about the scenery of the Northern Region and ancient legends. Later, he talked about how he became a disciple of the Illusion Queen when he was young and gradually became the evil overlord of the Northern Region.

As dawn broke, the two reluctantly stopped.

Standing atop the mountain, looking out over the central imperial city, one can see the four city gates, where a dense, dark mass of people gathers like a dragon.

"A new era has arrived, but who knows what awaits us?"

Nangong Shi's gaze was deep; he saw the hidden dangers beneath the blazing fire of the central imperial city.

"Where there's a will, there's a way; when the boat reaches the bridge, it will straighten itself. It's all about finding a way through mountains and building bridges over rivers. No matter what the future holds, I believe it won't be a dead end." Di Yi remained optimistic, with a hint of excitement in his heart.

Beyond the Kunlun Realm lies a world fraught with danger, but also one of far greater grandeur and magnificence, where shallow waters cannot nurture true dragons.

Only by leaving Kunlun and entering the sea can there be more possibilities.

"I've heard about your victory over Bai Xiang and the Moon Worshiping Demonic Cult in Tiantai Prefecture. With me here, Shi Qianjue won't dare to let the Moon Worshiping Demonic Cult into Tiantai Prefecture again. You don't need to worry about the Central Region First-Class Hall either."

“Now that you’ve mastered the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, when you have time, go to the Bodhi Temple in the Western Regions and offer incense to Seventh Brother on my behalf,” Nangong Shi said.

The seventh disciple of the Illusion Queen was named Liao Chen.

He was originally a Buddhist monk and passed away at the Bodhi Temple more than a hundred years ago.

The subsequent training method of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is essential for Emperor Yi, making his journey to the Western Regions imperative.

He nodded: "Once this matter is settled, I will set off for the Western Regions."

"Then let's part ways here. Once I've cleaned up the mess in the Northern Region, I'll invite my junior brother to come and visit me again."

Di Yi clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Take care, Senior Brother."

A moment later, the two headed north and west respectively, and soon disappeared into the world.

……

The Western Regions are a vast expanse of yellow sand, with dust reaching hundreds of feet high.

Oases dot the vast Gobi Desert, where Buddhist temples stand in abundance, and the sound of chanting can be heard constantly.

The temples in the Western Regions are collectively known as the Path of Ten Thousand Buddhas, but the number of temples is far more than ten thousand, and the number of Arhats and Bodhisattvas enshrined in the temples is also more than ten thousand.

Among the myriad Buddha paths, the Brahma path is the most prominent. Not long ago, the Buddha Emperor's chief disciple, Indra, returned to the Brahma path, causing a stir throughout the Western Regions.

Among the Brahma lineages, the Temple of Life and Death and the Bodhi Temple are the strongest.

The Bodhi Temple is located on the southern side of the Western Regions, adjacent to the banks of the Borneo River. More than 730 cities and six prefectures along the way are within its sphere of influence.

The Eight Thousand Mile Mountain Gate is located on the Bodhi Plain by the river.

Behind the Bodhi Temple lies a forest of self-sacrifice, with ancient pines and cypresses, and pagodas like bamboo shoots, creating a serene and tranquil atmosphere.

After the passing of eminent monks in the temple, their ashes are buried in the pagoda. If relics are found after cremation, they are also enshrined in the pagoda.

Nestled among layers of pine trees stands a verdant ancient pagoda, seven stories high and about four zhang tall.

Beside the ancient pagoda stands a new pagoda, its sharp angles resembling a long sword.

The monk clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and said, "Before my uncle passed away, he was still thinking about your kindness in saving me on the River of Corpses. It's a pity that he couldn't express his gratitude in person."

The old tower belongs to the dust.

The new pagoda is where Zen Master Liaoyuan is buried.

He did not live to see Empress Chi Yao become a god. He fought a bloody battle with the saints of the Undying Blood Clan in the Northern Region for three months before finally dying from exhaustion.

Emperor Yi offered two sticks of incense for his senior brother Liao Chen, whom he had never met before, and then placed one stick in front of the grave of Zen Master Liao Yuan.

In comparison, the death of the sword saint monk affected him even more deeply.

"Buddhism has the concept of reincarnation, I just hope there really is an afterlife."

"If you believe, the next life will exist; if you don't believe, it won't. Benefactor Di Yi, your master wishes to see you. Please come with me."

With the monk Wufa leading the way, Di Yi followed behind him. They passed through the ancient pine and cypress forest behind the mountain, and soon a wooden temple came into view.

This is the real Bodhi Temple, carved from the sacred Bodhi tree.

(End of this chapter)