Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 259 Conspiring to Harm the Chaos Lotus

The Realm of Truth is in chaos...

In the northwest stands a divine temple, reaching the clouds.

Hidden Heaven Dojo.

Shang Ziheng was no longer the glorious man he once was. His three-colored feathered crown was shattered, his long hair was disheveled, and he knelt on the ground.

"Master, it's all my fault. I underestimated the enemy's strength and was too careless. Kunlun Realm took advantage of the situation and killed the heroes of the Heavenly Realm faction."

Yan Shen stood at the highest point of the main hall of the dojo, lowering his gaze, his disappointment and anger evident in his eyes.

The Heavenly Realm is the dominant world of the Western Universe and one of the most domineering and powerful forces in the entire Heavenly Court. Even the cultivators of the other major worlds dare not kill the cultivators of the Heavenly Realm without cause. Moreover, the younger generation of the Heavenly Realm has always been invincible and has never suffered such a loss.

"You believe that the cultivators of the Kunlun Realm orchestrated this farce. Do they have the power to do so?"

Shang Ziheng dared not raise his head and remained silent for a moment: "Besides the Kunlun Realm, who else would dare to attack the Heavenly Realm?"

"Your vision is too narrow. Don't think that you have no enemies just because you dominate the world. The enemies of the Heavenly Realm are far more than you imagine. However, since this happened at the Sumeru Dojo, whether or not it was done by the Kunlun Realm, the Kunlun Realm will have to pay some price."

Yan Shen sneered, his three enormous beast heads were incredibly ferocious, flashing with a fierce light.

The culprit may be difficult to identify immediately, but someone must pay the price to serve as a warning to others.

……

Within the Sumeru Monastery, ancient temples are scattered throughout, and pagodas stand like a forest.

The pagoda forest is dotted with waterways and covered with golden lotuses.

Nie Xiangzi stood with his hands behind his back by the lotus pond, his face calm and his eyes deep. He had been thinking for a long time but still had no clue. The unease in his heart grew stronger.

Nie Yuan walked over from a distance, stopped behind him, and said, "Senior brother, the person has arrived."

Nie Xiangzi stopped thinking, turned around, concealed the worry in her eyes, and resumed her usual calm demeanor: "Let's go, come with me to see them."

Inside an ancient temple not far from the lotus pond, two first-class female disciples of the Temple of Truth served tea respectfully to the two figures inside, occasionally glancing at them cautiously.

They were all dragon cultivators, with dragon horns on their heads and extraordinary bearing.

"As expected of the sacred site of the Venerable Monk Sumeru, the activity of the rules of heaven and earth and the richness of the sacred energy are incomparable to ordinary sites. In particular, the invisible Buddhist Zen atmosphere has a wonderful effect of calming the mind and spirit when one is there. It is truly a rare sacred land for cultivation in the world." One of the dragon-horned men praised.

The other person waved his hand, and the two female disciples understood and withdrew.

"Prince Ruochen is indeed worthy of being the successor of the Venerable Monk Sumeru. He sensed the Zen spirit within the temple so quickly. It seems that he not only inherited the Venerable Monk Sumeru's way of space and time, but also the Dharma."

The man with dragon horns smiled and dispelled his formless and shapeless thirty-six transformations, revealing himself to be Zhang Ruochen.

"The Holy Monk's cultivation is so high that even though I am his successor, I dare not claim to have inherited his Dao of Time and Space. The Sumeru Dojo is now a place of trouble. What is the purpose of summoning me here at this time?"

Di Yi dispersed his transformations, revealing his true form. He met Zhang Ruochen's gaze and smiled faintly.

"Could you do me a favor?"

"Help? What kind of help?" Zhang Ruochen asked, puzzled.

"Ten thousand years ago, the Venerable Monk Sumeru left behind a treasure within the Sumeru Dojo called the 'Chaotic Spacetime Lotus.' This item can mobilize the divine power left behind by the Venerable Monk Sumeru outside the Kunlun Realm, allowing the Heavenly Altar outside the Kunlun Realm to hold out longer, resisting the invasion of the Hell Realm and buying more time. To be honest, this is the most important task that Empress Chi Yao has arranged for the Kunlun Realm cultivators who come to the Temple of Truth to cultivate," Emperor Yi said.

"The Chaos Space-Time Lotus?" Zhang Ruochen frowned upon hearing this and pressed, "What does this have to do with me? I am no longer a cultivator from the Kunlun Realm."

"The Chaos Time-Space Lotus is a treasure left to the Kunlun Realm by the Holy Monk Sumeru, and it is also left to you, the successor of time and space. Only you can make the Chaos Time-Space Lotus appear in the world, so I have come to you for help." Di Yi had no intention of hiding anything, nor did he have any idea of ​​taking the Chaos Time-Space Lotus for himself. This treasure has too great a karmic burden, and it is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Zhang Ruochen remained silent, processing Di Yi's words.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the ancient temple, and Nie Xiangzi and Nie Yuan walked in one after the other.

"I kept you two waiting for a long time."

Although Nie Xiangzi is one of the ten divine disciples of the Temple of Truth and holds a high position, he is very skilled at dealing with people and things, making people feel like they are bathed in a spring breeze, and they do not feel constrained because of his status.

Of course, given Di Yi and Zhang Ruochen's status and temperament, they could remain calm and composed even when facing a supreme sage, so Nie Xiangzi's presence wouldn't put too much pressure on them.

“With Michael dead and the Sumeru Dojo attacked, the Realm of Truth has been in complete chaos these past few days. As one of the Ten Great Divine Disciples, Brother Nie is in charge of the Sumeru Dojo, so he must have a lot to deal with. It is already a great honor that you have come to see us,” Di Yi said with a smile.

Nie Xiangzi looked at him calmly, knowing the purpose of Di Yi's visit, and said indifferently, "The Sumeru Dojo belongs to the Kunlun Realm in essence, but the current situation is special, and this place cannot be returned to the Kunlun Realm yet."

“I understand. There are only a limited number of cultivators from the Kunlun Realm who cultivate in the Realm of Truth. They don’t need so many Daoist temples to stand on. This time, I’m not here to take back the Daoist temples, but just to retrieve something. This shouldn’t be a difficult matter for Brother Nie, right?” Di Yi said with a faint smile.

"As long as you're not here for the sake of the dojo, you can do whatever you want with me."

Nie Xiangzi's gaze swept over Di Yi and Zhang Ruochen, pondering the possibility of the two making a move, but quickly dismissed it. With their cultivation levels, how could they possibly kill Michael, let alone be the cultivators who attacked the Sumeru Dojo?

According to the messages from the gods of the Temple of Truth, the person who made the move was a top-tier existence even below the divine realm, and had powerful gods secretly supporting him. He managed to escape the Heavenly Realm of Truth and disappear without a trace.

There are no such figures in the Guanghan Realm or the Kunlun Realm.

Suddenly, Nie Xiangzi's gaze sharpened, and he turned to look outside the ancient temple, following the temple gate all the way to the outside of the Sumeru Dojo.

"People from Heaven..."

Outside the dojo, Feng Yan looked at the newcomer with a solemn expression.

The leader of the Temple of Light, Zhou Yu, and one of the Nine Fairy Beauties, Fairy Gu Na, have come together; I fear they will be difficult to deal with.

What are you two trying to do?

Zhou Yu, clad in radiant armor with angelic wings unfurled behind him, appeared incomparably holy. He glanced down at Feng Yan, disregarding him, and sneered, "Naturally, I've come to reclaim the Sumeru Dojo. I'll trouble the members of the Temple of Truth to keep an eye on it for a while. Now, the Sumeru Dojo can be returned to the Heavenly Realm."

"The Sumeru Dojo doesn't seem to be a dojo in the Heavenly Realm, but rather belongs to the Kunlun Realm, right?" Feng Yan said coldly.

"So, you're going to block me?" Zhou Yu sneered, and a terrifying holy pressure surged from his body, sweeping towards Feng Yan.

Feng Yan's cultivation level was only at the fifth step of Saint King, which was far beyond the reach of Zhou Yu. He was suppressed by the pressure of the Saintly Dao and kept retreating.

Just then, beams of golden holy light surged out from the dojo, blocking Feng Yan's path and transforming into the figure of Nie Xiangzi.

"I will temporarily oversee the Sumeru Dojo and investigate the identity of the person who made the move. What are the Divine Child of the Universe and Fairy Guna doing? This is the Realm of Truth." Upon seeing Nie Xiangzi appear, the holy aura around Zhou Yu slightly subsided, showing considerable apprehension towards him.

The Fairy Guna is a descendant of a legendary ancient god in the Heavenly Realm, with the oldest angelic blood flowing through her veins, and holds a revered position.

Seeing this, he said, "Master Nie, please calm down for now. We naturally have no intention of being enemies with the Temple of Truth. We are here on divine orders."

"oracle?"

Nie Xiangzi frowned slightly upon hearing this, while Feng Yan behind him sensed something was wrong.

“Indeed, Zhouyu and I have come to take over the Sumeru Dojo on the orders of the Flame God, and the gods of the Temple of Truth have no objection to this.” Fairy Guna continued, taking out a divine decree. Immediately, a vast divine might swept out, enveloping the heavens and earth, making the cultivators within a radius of ten thousand miles unable to breathe.

Nie Xiangzi's heart sank, and he sighed inwardly. Even the gods of the Temple of Truth did not want to be enemies with the Heavenly Realm. In the eyes of the gods, a Sumeru Dojo was insignificant.

We need to get Di Yi and Zhang Ruochen out as soon as possible, otherwise it will be troublesome if they are trapped in the dojo by the cultivation levels of the Heavenly Realm.

Just then, a deafening divine voice came from the heavens: "Absurd! When did the Heavenly Realm take over the Daoist temples of the Kunlun Realm?"

In an instant, the sky darkened, and nine-colored divine light burst forth from the clouds.

Above the sky, thirty-three divine planets lit up in succession, outlining the image of Empress Chi Yao.

Empress Chi Yao's divine form was a thousand miles tall, vast and majestic, inspiring awe and making people want to kneel down.

The divine power pressed down on the Sumeru Dojo, heading towards Zhouyu and Fairy Guna.

In an instant, it was as if the sky had collapsed before their eyes, and their Dao hearts almost crumbled in an instant.

Before the gods, even the most powerful holy king is but an ant.

Just as the divine power descended, countless flames appeared between heaven and earth, each possessing the power to incinerate the void and ignite the earth.

Three enormous beast heads emerged from the void, each burning with a different flame. One of them was the Purifying Divine Flame, a true divine flame that was many times stronger than the Emperor Flame.

Yan Shen, a disciple of Shang Qiu from the Heavenly Realm, cultivates the supreme classic of Shang Qiu, the divine-level cultivation technique "Three Corpses Refining the Dao".

It possesses three divine bodies and simultaneously wields three divine flames, with the Purifying Divine Flame being only one of them.

With the three corpses emerging simultaneously and relying on the power of divine fire, he is no ordinary being among the gods of the Heaven-Mending Realm, and is one of the best among the new generation of gods in the Temple of Merit.

The God of Flames' gaze fell upon Empress Chi Yao, cold and cruel, showing no regard for this new god.

For gods, the longer they have been gods, the stronger their combat power tends to be. The Flame God has been a god for tens of thousands of years and has reached the level of a mid-level god.

Empress Chi Yao has only been a god for a few years, and she may not even have fully transformed into the rules of the divine path. Even with her profound foundation, she is at most a slightly stronger lower-level god, and there is a considerable gap between her and him.

"Empress Chi Yao, since the Kunlun Realm has declined, then accept the reality of its decline. Stay away from things that should not be touched, otherwise you will incur the wrath of the masses, which will not be a good thing for the Kunlun Realm."

"I have no intention of provoking public anger; I merely wish to defend the legitimate interests of the Kunlun Realm. The Sumeru Dojo is the dojo of the Kunlun Realm. If Yan Shen has come here for this reason, then please leave."

Chi Yao was not afraid of Yan Shen, firstly because she was confident in her own strength, and secondly because this was the Realm of Truth, the territory of the Temple of Truth.

No god dares to start a divine war in the Realm of Truth. If they anger the ancient gods of the Temple of Truth, they will surely die. The rulers of the Heavenly Realm dare not say anything.

Yan Shen said, "You can't afford to offend the Heavenly Realm. If you know what's good for you, hand over all the Daoist temples of the Kunlun Realm in the Realm of Truth, and let me take away all the cultivators of the Kunlun Realm who are cultivating here for investigation. Maybe the relationship between the Heavenly Realm and the Kunlun Realm can be eased a little."

Chi Yao sneered, "From the day I embarked on the path of cultivation, I have never known what it means to be pragmatic. Why don't you teach me, God Yan?"

Yan Shen's eyes narrowed, and he raised his voice, "Since she doesn't know what's good for her, You Shen and Si Jia Blood Ancestor, why don't you show yourselves and teach her a lesson?"

"Wow!"

A black planet thousands of miles in diameter descended from the sky, and a female deity exuding a chilling aura emerged from it. She was none other than the mother goddess of Wangxu and Wangtian, Youshen, Wanghanyou.

Immediately afterwards, a flying dragon with a body spanning seven hundred miles, pulling a blood-red chariot, came from hundreds of thousands of miles away and entered the Realm of Truth.

The fourth figure in the Blood War Temple, the Fourth Blood Ancestor.

The arrival of three powerful true gods in the Heavenly Court, even though they were wary of the Temple of Truth and had to restrain some of their divine might, still made the various realm-level cultivators in the Void Sacred Domain tremble with fear as they looked at the gods in the sky.

The reproduction of gods is extremely difficult. The God of the Underworld only had two offspring, Wangtian and Wangxu. He placed great hopes on them, but the successive deaths of his two offspring dealt a heavy blow to the God of the Underworld. This time, he came with a belly full of anger, having nowhere else to vent it.

"Chi Yao, protecting the Sumeru Dojo isn't just about words; it also requires strength. Fighting is forbidden within the Realm of Truth. Do you dare to challenge my God Starry Sky?"

"What is there to be afraid of? In my dictionary, there is no such word as retreat."

Chi Yao's gaze was cold and sharp, yet she showed no fear in the face of the three deities.

A blinding flash of blood-red light appeared, and the Blood-Dripping Sword materialized in his hand.

The Ghost God took a step forward, transforming into a wisp of light, and flew towards the outer reaches of the Realm of Truth.

Yan Shen and the Four Blood Ancestors followed closely behind, disappearing into the starry sky.

Fighting is forbidden within the Realm of Truth, but the starry sky outside the Realm is outside the scope of these rules.

Chi Yao glanced back at the Sumeru Dojo, then turned and flew towards the outside of the Truth Heaven Domain. This battle was unavoidable. As the only god in the Kunlun Realm, if she avoided the battle, the Kunlun Realm would never be able to hold its head high in front of the Heaven Realm again. Those forces that secretly supported the Kunlun Realm would also be disappointed and re-evaluate their choices and stances.

Inside the dojo, Di Yi and Zhang Ruochen naturally observed what was happening outside.

Both were outstanding individuals, but in the face of the clash of gods, they both felt their own insignificance, even though it was merely a collision of divine power and the battle had not yet truly begun.

"Crown Prince Ruochen, it's time to go find the Chaos Time-Space Lotus. We don't have much time left." Emperor Yi's expression was solemn. The gods of the Heavenly Realm personally intervened, which was beyond his expectations.

Faced with absolute power, all schemes seem laughable.

With Empress Chi Yao's strength alone, it's likely she won't be able to delay for long.

Zhang Ruochen clenched his fists, watching Chi Yao's disappearing figure, suppressing the turbulent thoughts in his heart, and regaining his composure.

"what should I do?"

Emperor Yi pointed to the lotus pond outside the temple and said, "If you want the Chaos Time-Space Lotus to appear, it needs to be watered with the blood of the Time-Space Successor."

(End of this chapter)