NOVEL NEXT Chapter 35 Emperor of Fengdu
"I wonder which Divine Spirit fell and created this Divine Artifact," Lu Yu thought to himself.
Lying on the ground, the Great Elder's heart was filled with resentment. The scepter was the source of his power, and without it, the power within him became rootless water. Seeing his many years of hard work come to nothing, he began to lose his mind.
The Great Elder, having lost his reason, started to frantically burn his own soul, in coordination with an unknown breath, seemingly triggering the oldest breath in the world.
"If I can't have it, neither can you," the Great Elder said bitterly.
The Divine Statue standing in the temple suddenly emitted light, and the scepter in Lu Yu's hand also flashed with a dazzling light. It flew out of his hands with a whoosh and landed in front of the Divine Statue, as the ancient breath began to pervade the entire temple.
The White Skeletons under the Divine Throne seemed to be awakened by this breath, as if ghosts were emerging from these skeletons, cursing venomously.
Meanwhile, in the Underworld, the Sea of Blood also underwent a sudden change. The originally calm sea surface was now raging with waves; huge waves of blood churned continuously, making the entire sea restless.
The Patriarch of the Nether River frowned as he looked at his own Sea of Blood. He could feel an unknown breath triggering the emotions of the sea—an extreme anger and hatred mixed with some fear. As a being born from the Sea of Blood, he instinctively felt fear and hatred when he sensed this breath, knowing it must be related to the sea's origin.
"Could it be the return of the legendary one? How did he manage to transmit his breath here?" the Patriarch of the Nether River murmured to himself, his tone full of confusion.
Endless blood transformed into countless Giant Beasts—fierce and terrifying, with imposing draconic might, their aura exuding dominance and bloodthirstiness.
The countless Giant Beasts, facing the direction of the Southern Borderlands in the mortal realm, let out a thunderous roar. These roars converged in the void, forming two characters: "Command Fate."
The powers in hiding across the three realms opened their tightly shut eyes at this moment, all turning their gazes towards the Southern Borderlands—a place they had previously ignored.
"Unexpectedly, after so many years, we can still feel his presence," a great power spoke in the void.
"Truly, a god of death and fortune. Even after dying so many years ago, he could actually return to the three realms," someone exclaimed, expressing admiration for the Divine Spirit about to appear.
"The era of Divine Spirits has already ended. If he wishes to cling to life, that's fine, but if he is as before, it might just be a fleeting moment."
"That's not our concern anymore; don't forget how he died."
"That's right, the battle from those days is still vivid in my memory."
While the powers discussed in the void, the ancient breath finally coalesced and transformed into an indistinct being.
He was dressed in a long robe of blue and purple, adorned with embroidered cloud patterns, around his neck hung a necklace, at the center of which was the gemstone from the scepter.
A tall Divine Spirit appeared in the temple, a strange aura permeated the air, and Lu Yu felt a bitter taste in his heart. He even wanted to slap himself twice; he had really messed things up. Explore hidden tales at empire
However, the newly condensed Divine Spirit, it seemed, had not yet regained his sanity. He blankly raised his head, looking towards this unfamiliar heaven and earth. Countless pieces of information streamed from the void, flooding into his brain.
"The seas have changed to mulberry fields, things are not as they once were." The Divine Spirit sighed faintly, his words filled with loneliness.
"Since it is not the world we hoped for, it would be better to destroy it." Suddenly, the Divine Spirit changed his tone. Just a moment ago, he was sighing about the passage of time, but now he spoke of ending the world. Lu Yu was stunned, wondering what kind of move this was.
A mysterious power emerged onto the Divine Spirit, and all creatures across the three realms suddenly felt a great disaster was impending. In an unseen place, countless ethereal threads appeared above the heads of numerous creatures; these were threads of fate. The Divine Spirit gently grasped these threads of fate in his hand, and with it, the fates of countless creatures.
Yet, while the Divine Spirit could ignore this world, Lu Yu could not. He tried to stop the Divine Spirit's actions, hoping to buy some time.
When he prepared to attack the Divine Spirit, he tripped over a pebble beneath his foot, involuntarily falling to the ground.
For an Immortal to trip over a tiny pebble was perhaps the world's greatest joke, yet Lu Yu could not laugh. With this bizarre power, which he had never heard of, the gap was terrifyingly vast. Lu Yu looked up at the unclear face of the Divine Spirit, feeling a deep bitterness. This was the disparity between him and a great power, absolutely heaven and earth apart.
"Alas! Since you've come back, why not live well?" A sigh suddenly came through, and a Divine Spirit wearing an Imperial Robe appeared suddenly behind Lu Yu, clearly having utilized the connection between Lu Yu and the Underworld to hurry over from the Underworld. Seeing him, Lu Yu felt as if he was seeing death itself.
"Should I call you Lord of Mount Tai or Emperor of Fengdu?" asked the Divine Spirit quietly to the one clad in the Imperial Robe.
"Lord of Mount Tai is me, Emperor of Fengdu is also me. You can call me whatever you wish."
"To give up your own authority and seek reincarnation, is that what you're after, traitor!" The Divine Spirit became enraged and began to interrogate the Emperor of Fengdu.
"Divine Spirits are born from the laws of heaven and earth; when heaven and earth are perfected, it is our mission to use our own rules to fill the Heavenly Dao. I am merely following my destiny, so how can there be talk of treason?" The Emperor of Fengdu spoke calmly, seemingly unmoved by the interrogation.
"It's merely a matter of the victor being the king and the defeated the bandit. If the Eastern Emperor had won back then, it would still be a world of Divine Spirits," the Divine Spirit said disdainfully.
The Emperor of Fengdu shook his head and said, "You were born one of the most powerful Divine Spirits in the world, always seeing no one else as your equal. In your eyes, Divine Spirits are the strongest beings. However, when that Ancestral Master transmitted his teachings far and wide, the era of the gods had already passed. Even someone as powerful as the Eastern Emperor could not escape death."
"You are not worthy to speak his name. If it weren't for your betrayal, how could we have failed. The Eastern Emperor dominated heaven and earth, how could he have failed!" The Divine Spirit's emotions became agitated, angrily questioning the Emperor of Fengdu.
"You can never imagine the strength of that Ancestral Master. When he transcended and stepped into the river of time and destiny, only then did we understand what a gap was.
The Eastern Emperor was powerful, but he could not compare to this Ancestral Master," said the Emperor of Fengdu, his face still showing admiration and longing, not until that day did he see a broader world and the end of the Dao.