Eternal God Emperor: My Simulated Path to God Emperor

There really are people who aren't afraid of death!

She gently covered her lips with her jade-like hand, her gaze falling on the window, and smiled faintly.

"Are you also cultivators from the Yuan clan of the Dead Race?"

Yu Qiu shifted his body to the side, making way for Yuan Qianmo and Yuan Benji.

"I am not, but my two brothers are."

Yuan Shu also turned her gaze over, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, "It's them."

Yuan Qianmo leaped out of the window, still holding a wine cup in his hand. His blue robes and white hair were disturbed and flew backward. Yu Qiu's words were correct. The contest between Yuan Jianshen and Yuan was originally none of his business, but since it involved the entire Yuan clan of the Dead, he could not stand idly by.

After all, the Yuan God Temple is also a branch of the Yuan Clan of the Dead. It can't be that because of Yuan Jianshen's incompetence, it has to retreat from the cultivators of the Earthly Fiend Ghost City on the Kunwu Realm battlefield, can it?

"Yuan Qianmo, the contest between you and Divine Son Jian Shen involves the entire Yuan Clan. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"Giggle..."

Yuan chuckled softly. She had heard of the name Yuan Qianmo before. After all, Death God Dao Embryos were rare, and as a potential rival, she had already gathered relevant information. However, it seemed that his cultivation had only recently entered the True Saint realm.

Unlike the Heavenly Court, which is all sanctimonious and likes to use the concept of "equality of all beings" to explain their so-called fairness, the Martial Arts Arena of the God of Destiny does not suppress the cultivation levels of the combatants.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at the Yuan clan for truly lacking talent, actually sending a True Saint like you. Do you think you can fight someone of a higher level?"

"You didn't stipulate beforehand that the True Saint couldn't go on stage, did you?"

The smile on Yuan's face faded. Seeing the other party's confident demeanor, it seemed that things were not so simple. Could the intelligence be wrong?

"Since you insist on this, I have no choice but to comply. However, on the fighting stage, swords and spears are often ruthless. If the difference in strength is too great, I'm not sure if I can stop myself."

Yuan Qianmo finished the "Fire Dragon's Roar" in his cup, threw the cup behind him, and thought that a proud person should have ambition and should make a move when the time is right.

He vanished from his spot in a flash, reappearing on the fighting stage.

"Spatial teleportation".

The disdain in Yuan's eyes gradually faded. The intelligence from the Earthly Fiend Ghost City only stated that Yuan Qianmo had cultivated the Eternal Path, but the extent of his mastery was unclear.

This single act of spatial teleportation proves that the opponent has considerable skill in the art of space.

At least I can't gain an advantage in speed using the Flowing Light technique.

"Now that we're on stage, we're opponents, and I won't hold back."

The kite transformed into a streak of red light, swift as a startled swan, and rushed straight towards Yuan Qianmo. Her jade hand stretched out, condensing into a palm print of a thousand spirits and ten thousand evils, and struck towards his face.

Yuan Qianmo remained calm, pushing out with his right hand. Deathly evil energy gathered in his palm as he unleashed a Death God Seal Technique.

The two palms clashed, and both were somewhat surprised by the opponent's strength.

"Is this the power of the Death God's Embryo? It is indeed extraordinary," Yuan exclaimed.

At that moment, Yuan Qianmo also struck out with his left hand, unleashing the Great Compassion Seal of Life and Death.

Yuan was not afraid at all. All the sons of the Ghost Lord were born from the Primordial Ghost Body, and naturally carried the characteristics of the Primordial Ghost Body. They were confident that they were no weaker than any other physique in the world.

She clapped out with her other hand as well, her five fingers dancing and shimmering with light.

"The Impermanent Flowing Light Finger, she actually cultivated the ultimate technique of the Impermanent Ghost City." Yuan Shu, who was watching the battle from below the stage, had a solemn expression.

Both the Thousand Spirits and Ten Thousand Killings Palm and the Impermanent Flowing Light Finger are mid-level Profound-grade Saint Techniques. In addition, the Abandoned Heaven Ghost Mark that was previously revealed shows that Yuan's strength is even stronger than she imagined. Even if she were to face her, she would have little chance of winning. No wonder the other party took the initiative to challenge her.

In this light, Yuan Jianshen merely shielded her from this calamity, so his loss wasn't entirely unjust.

"Yuan Qianmo... his physical strength should be no less than Yuan's, but his martial arts realm is only True Saint, and the Saintly Techniques he cultivates are also different." Yuan Shu couldn't help but feel a little pessimistic, but since the other party was able to stand up at this time and fight to uphold the dignity of the Yuan clan, there was nothing to criticize.

On the fighting stage, four palms struck each other with a loud bang, releasing a burst of deathly and ghostly energy. In an instant, the two figures separated.

The kite possessed profound cultivation, having already reached the level of a half-step Saint King. The Saintly Dao rules within its body, known as "Ultimate Truth and Perfection," had even condensed into a seed of rules. However, it only took two steps back.

Yuan Qianmo leaned back, taking five or six steps to dissipate the impact. His palms felt numb, and there was still ghostly energy in his palms trying to enter his body through his meridians.

Without making a sound, he neutralized it with the power of darkness, and sincerely exclaimed, "Excellent palm strike, excellent finger technique!"

Yuan glanced at her left hand; her once jade-like palm was now emanating ghostly energy.

"The Death God Seal of the Death Clan is indeed exquisite, but the other holy technique is rather unremarkable. If you had used a mid-level Profound Saint Technique, you would have been able to take two fewer steps back just now."

The Death God Seal is a sacred technique that accompanies the "Death God Codex". It can be cultivated all the way to the level of supernatural power. It is said that after cultivating the Death God Seal to its extreme, it can also be connected to the only Heavenly Venerable supernatural power of the Death Clan - Death God Transformation.

Yuan Qianmo has now cultivated it to the intermediate level of a sacred technique. Of course, it is also a mid-level sacred technique of the Profound level, and it is the strongest martial arts sacred technique he currently possesses.

The Great Compassion Seal of Life and Death is a mid-level sacred technique of the ordinary level. The reason for choosing this sacred technique is simply because there is no other choice among the sacred techniques that fuse the two paths of life and death in the Primordial God Temple. However, under the fusion of life and death, this sacred technique can also unleash power that is not weaker than the mid-level sacred technique of the exquisite level, but it is far inferior to the mid-level sacred techniques of the profound level such as the Death God Seal, the Thousand Spirits and Ten Thousand Fiends Palm, the Impermanent Flowing Light Finger, and the Formless Sword Technique.

"The Primordial God Temple is just a branch of the Primordial Clan, and its collection is not as rich as that of the Earthly Fiend Ghost City. It doesn't have as many mid-level Profound Saint Techniques to choose from, but it's barely enough for fighting enemies."

Yuan chuckled and said, "The grade of a sacred technique does not necessarily indicate its power. A mid-level Profound-grade sacred technique cannot unleash its true power in the hands of an ordinary person. On the contrary, ordinary sacred techniques can be innovated and unleashed in the hands of a true genius, thus generating power beyond their original form."

"I had long heard that there were many conflicts between the main line and the branch line within the Yuan clan. I thought it was just a rumor, but now it seems to be true. Otherwise, with your talent, how could you not even be able to obtain a suitable mid-level Profound Saint Technique?"

This was a psychological tactic. Among the undead present, there were many cultivators sent from the Yuan clan's branches. When Yuan Jianshen was defeated, they didn't react much; instead, they were somewhat gloating.

Seeing Yuan Qianmo's performance and hearing Yuan's words, the long-suppressed dissatisfaction in her heart was stirred up to its peak.

Yuan Qianmo's talent is clearly superior to Yuan Jianshen's, yet he can only cultivate ordinary mid-level holy arts. This is extremely unfair, as they are both members of the Yuan clan.

Yuan Jianshen had suppressed his injuries and noticed the tense atmosphere around him. He said sternly, "Yuan, it's none of your business to interfere in the internal affairs of the Yuan family."

Looking at Yuan Jianshen's appearance, Yuan Qianmo couldn't help but shake his head. This demeanor only confirmed what Yuan had said, making him a laughing stock for others.

"Miss Yuan is very powerful. Why would you try to disturb my peace of mind with such means? It only makes you look like you're being too cunning."

"I was just stating the facts. How did I fall short? You suit my taste. This battle is a draw. We'll have a proper spar when we meet again on the Kunwu Realm battlefield." Yuan unexpectedly chose to withdraw from the fighting arena and did not continue fighting Yuan Qianmo.

Yuan Qianmo stared at her back and discerned something.

It's not that Yuan didn't want to continue fighting, but rather that she no longer had a sure chance of winning. Although the Abandoned Heaven Ghost Pattern was powerful, it mostly had limitations in its use. Yuan Qianmo had mastered the Dao of Space, so Yuan had lost the possibility of a quick victory.

"I'm afraid he'll be a tough opponent."

As soon as he stepped off the fighting platform, countless eyes fell on Yuan Qianmo.

Looking disheveled, Yuan Jianshen stepped forward and stopped a foot away from Yuan Qianmo.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Yuan Shu walked to Yuan Jianshen's side to prevent him from doing anything inappropriate.

"Yuan Qianmo, you did a great job and saved face for the Yuan family."

Yuan Qianmo was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

"The various branches of the Yuan family are of the same lineage, and this is what I should do. I have guests to entertain today, so I will not keep you company any longer."

His expression was calm. After speaking, he walked towards the room where Yuqiu and Yuanji were.