Perfection: The Eastern Emperor Bell manifests, I am the Golden Crow Heavenly Emperor

Chapter 75 Quasi-Immortal Emperor

But at this moment, without exception, these future powerhouses were filled with despair, grief, and resentment.

They faced the direction of the ancient cave, seemingly crying out, roaring, and even kowtowing desperately, displaying all sorts of earth-shattering supernatural powers in an attempt to impact the cave or change something.

Strangely, Lu Xuan couldn't hear any sound.

All their movements, all their expressions, all the bursts of energy seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier that could never be penetrated, as if they were staging a grand but silent pantomime.

All that could be seen were their distorted faces, trembling bodies, and the heart-wrenching sorrow and helplessness revealed in their silent cries.

Just then, several of the future powerhouses who seemed to be the leaders suddenly turned their heads, their gazes piercing through the barriers of time and space, and saw Lu Xuan who had just arrived here!

When they saw Lu Xuan's face clearly, and especially when they felt the chaotic aura around him that was out of place with this desolate space, yet carried a certain primal resonance, they realized that Lu Xuan's appearance was different from his.

The despair and indignation on the faces of those future powerhouses were instantly replaced by an extreme, indescribable shock and horror!

Their eyes were wide open, their mouths agape, as if they were seeing the most incredible and impossible thing in the world!

They pointed at Lu Xuan, their arms trembling violently, as if they wanted to say something, to shout something, their expressions so agitated they were almost distorted.

However, no sound came from the source.

Lu Xuan could only see their faces filled with shock and disbelief, and their pupils that were almost bursting from excessive excitement.

They seemed to be silently shouting a name, or rather a title, and the way they were lip-syncing... Lu Xuan vaguely felt that it might be related to "Donghuang".
These powerful figures from the future, do they know him? And they seem incredibly shocked by his appearance?
Is it because he appeared in this era of imperial decline that shouldn't have happened?
Or is it because of... something else?
Lu Xuan was filled with doubts. He tried to move forward, wanting to get closer and see if he could get through that invisible barrier and communicate with them.

However, the moment he took a step, the chaotic immortal mist gushing from the ancient cave suddenly intensified.

An irresistible, immense suction force, seemingly originating from the very source of time and space, suddenly acted upon him!
At the same time, the bronze fragment in his arms became scalding hot, and that wisp of the same origin resonated violently!
When those future powerhouses saw this scene, the shock on their faces instantly turned into more complex emotions, including anxiety, warning, and even a trace of... pity.

They were making frantic gestures, seemingly trying to stop him, or perhaps trying to tell him something.

But Lu Xuan was no longer able to investigate further.

"Whoosh-!"

His figure was uncontrollably pulled by that suction force, turning into a streak of light that instantly shot towards the mysterious ancient cave that spewed forth chaos and celestial mist.

They disappeared into the hazy glow at the cave entrance.

After he disappeared, the future figures around the ancient cave, like sand paintings scattered by the wind, gradually became blurred and transparent, and finally disappeared completely.

All that remains are those countless desolate graves, and ancient caves that still silently spew forth life and destruction, telling tales of timeless desolation and unsolved mysteries.

Drawn into the ancient cave by that irresistible suction, the expected darkness did not descend; instead, a bizarre and chaotic glow appeared.

Time and space completely lost their meaning here. Lu Xuan felt as he was rapidly traveling through a passage composed of countless fragmented scenes and laws.

The bronze fragment in his arms was as hot as a branding iron, and the resonance of the same origin was extremely strong, as if it was guiding him in the right direction.

He didn't know how much time had passed—perhaps a moment, perhaps eternity—when he suddenly broke free from that weightless, swirling state and landed on a solid, cold ground.

He steadied himself, and the chaotic energy naturally enveloped his body, as he cautiously surveyed his surroundings.

This seems to be deep within an ancient cave, an extremely spacious underground space.

The surrounding cave walls are not natural rock, but constructed of some unknown material that is warm and smooth like jade, yet incredibly hard.

It is engraved with countless ancient and mysterious patterns and runes, exuding a desolate and ancient aura. Most striking is the continuous and lifelike mural carved on the huge cave wall directly opposite it!

The murals, painted with an unknown pigment, have endured through the ages, their colors still vibrant, as if a long-forgotten epic has been forever frozen in time.

Lu Xuan's gaze was instantly drawn to the content of the mural.

He stepped forward slowly, his mind completely absorbed in the moment.

The mural begins by depicting a glorious era that is beyond imagination.

The sky is high and vast, palaces stretch endlessly, countless gods and demons bow their heads, and all paths resonate in unison in reverence.

Powerful beings can create stars with a wave of their hand, and divine beings can conjure golden lotuses from the earth when they preach...

That was a civilization far beyond the level of Immortal Kings, an era that truly belonged to the "Emperors"!

However, what reaches its peak will eventually decline.

The colors of the murals began to fade and become somber.

Beyond the boundary sea, an indescribable, intense darkness began to spread, like a tidal wave that devoured everything, surging towards this glorious era.

In that darkness, countless twisted, eerie, and ominous figures could be vaguely seen.

War broke out.

The murals depict the extremely brutal battles with vivid brushstrokes.

Stars shattered, the world collapsed, powerful beings were corrupted and perished in the darkness, and blood and fire stained the heavens red.

Just as this apocalyptic catastrophe was unfolding and the light was retreating, the core scene of the mural appeared.

That was a being whose magnificence could not be described in words.

He was shrouded in a hazy glow, obscuring his true appearance, but the aura he exuded, even through the mural, instilled in Lu Xuan a sense of absolute suppression and awe on a higher level of existence.

That is a realm that surpasses even the Immortal King; it is the true Quasi-Immortal Emperor!

This quasi-Immortal Emperor seems to be about to embark on a long journey.

He stood atop an altar-like structure, gazing towards the Boundary Sea, his eyes filled with resolute determination and an indomitable will.

He held an ancient longsword in his hand, its blade swirling with an aura of creation and destruction.

Beneath the altar, the masses knelt in grief.

At the very front of the kneeling crowd, in the position closest to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, stood a person.

It was a man, tall and straight, with long black hair. Although it was only a side view of the mural and his full appearance could not be seen, Lu Xuan's heart skipped a beat the moment he saw him!
An indescribable sense of familiarity and resonance, originating from the depths of one's blood and soul, surged into my heart like a tide!
This man... this quasi-immortal emperor who is about to embark on an expedition to the Boundary Sea...

His features, his demeanor, even the subtle posture he adopted when he stood...

Surprisingly, he bears a five or six-point resemblance to Lu Xuan himself!

No, it's not just similar!

Lu Xuan could clearly feel that the aura emanating from the bronze fragment in his arms was almost identical to that of the man in the mural!
(End of this chapter)