Martial Cultivator

The countless snow-white dragons, scorched by the fire rain, let out a long roar and surged toward the fire rain.

In an instant, the entire desolate north was filled with the dark red fire rain and the snow-white true dragons. The two forces continuously clashed and tore at one another, quickly turning the skies above the desolate north into a strange scene of interwoven red and white.

However, the figures of the two emperors could no longer be seen - only two dazzling meteors repeatedly colliding.

One red and one white, crashing across various parts of the desolate north.

The entire desolate north trembled as if an earthquake had occurred.

The few remaining mountain peaks were shattered by their collisions, and countless areas were reduced to scorched blackness.

Terrifying auras swept through the desolate north like an untamed wind, engulfing the entire desolate north. Had the two not already set up barriers across the desolate north in advance, this battle would likely have spread beyond the desolate north's borders. While the Great Liang Dynasty had the Northern Frontier Great Wall as a barrier, the demon race had no such barrier.

If the battle spread further, it would likely reach the Onan River.

That was a holy land for the demon race, and even the Demon Emperor would not wish to see it affected.

By this point in the battle, there were no flashy techniques left - only the purest clash of their cultivation. It bore an almost primitive simplicity; returning to one's original simplicity.

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This scene continued for a very long time, from day to night and back again.

The sun and moon alternated in the heavens, constantly shifting, yet the desolate north's landscape remained unchanged.

It was unknown how long had passed.

A dark red shooting star slowly fell toward the distance. Though it appeared slow, in reality, it was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it had traveled millions of miles, disappearing somewhere in the desolate north.

Under the sky, the scene in the desolate north, with the red and white intertwining, had not changed. It still floated above the desolate north.

It was like two rivers of different colors constantly interweaving in the sky, mixing together. However, it was indeed at a much slower speed compared to before.

However, there was no sign of it dissipating.

These intertwined energies would likely remain for the next few years.

This meant that for the next few years, the desolate north would probably remain a forbidden zone.

Perhaps those powerhouses at the end of the Northern Frontier would be able to step inside, but ordinary Northern Frontier powerhouses would likely be torn to pieces by these terrifying energies the moment they entered the desolate north.

The girl in white stood on the mountain peak. Because of her existence, those terrifying energies did not fall upon her or the mountain peak.

She simply stood there, looking ahead. It was only after a long time that a figure gradually appeared before her.

The Great Liang Emperor, whose emperor robes had long been torn to shreds, appeared in the sky.

His current condition was very poor, with blood flowing from every part of his body. Countless wounds covered his form, looking like a shattered porcelain figure, with cracks all over him.

He could shatter at any moment.

Although the Great Liang Emperor had truly arrived above Nepenthe in this battle, he was facing none other than the Demon Emperor, a powerhouse who had also stepped into the realm above Nepenthe.

The girl in white looked at the Great Liang Emperor and asked, "He's already severely injured. You would only need to pay a little more price to completely kill him. Why didn't you pursue him?"

In the end, the Great Liang Emperor won that battle.

This might be the only time in these thousand years that a human powerhouse had defeated the Demon Emperor.

However, such a story was destined to remain unknown to the world.

"The battle was really a 50-50 chance. It was already difficult enough to win by luck. If We truly wanted to kill him, We might not have succeeded. But after he was heavily injured, he will need to nurse his wounds for many years, and he will never dare to leave the desolate north. Our objective has already been achieved."

The Great Liang Emperor seemed a little weary. With the Demon Emperor unable to leave the desolate north, the desolate north would become a forbidden zone for these years, meaning that humans and demons would once again enter a period of peace.

During this time, the desolate north would serve as a natural barrier. The demon race could not advance south, and it would also be impossible for the human race to advance northward.

"Is this the time you've bought for him?"

The girl in white sneered. "He hasn't even stepped into Nepenthe yet. Do you think he can take care of those cultivators from the foreign lands in these few years?"

The Great Liang Emperor smiled and replied, "Why not? We said it long ago, he is Our nephew, and he carries the same blood as Us."

The girl in white smiled faintly, changing the topic. "I don't care about that. All I know is that, from today onward, you will have to follow me and do some things."

The year she woke up in the coffin, she traveled to many places in the world, met some old friends, and found that no one could be relied upon. So, she came to the Divine Capital and saw the Great Liang Emperor.

She greatly admired the Great Liang Emperor, so she wanted him to follow her and do certain things. But at first, she was unsuccessful, until one day, when she offered the white mist as a trade, she received the Great Liang Emperor's promise.

"What We have agreed to, We naturally won't renege."

The Great Liang Emperor took a deep breath, saying somewhat indifferently. "Moreover, We have developed some interest in this matter."

The girl in white nodded with some satisfaction but soon frowned. "In your current state, you will need several years to recover too."

The Great Liang Emperor remained silent.

The girl in white thought for a moment, then suddenly extended one hand, her fingertip brushing across the fingertip of her other hand.

A drop of blood appeared at the tip of her finger.

After she woke up from the coffin, she had consumed an immortal medicine. The immortal medicine was one of the most marvelous medicinal fruits in the world. Even in her era, it was considered a precious item. If it appeared in the present world, it would attract countless cultivators vying for it.

As long as it did not result in immediate death, even severe, near-fatal injuries could be quickly healed.

After consuming the immortal medicine, there was still some residual medicinal power within her body, and now her blood had become a type of spiritual medicine too.

"How troublesome."

The girl in white flicked her finger, sending the drop of blood flying.

The Great Liang Emperor caught it with indifference and took it in.

In an instant, all the wounds on his body began to heal, and the fine cracks on his skin gradually faded too. This was not true immortal medicine, so it could not completely heal all his injuries immediately, but at least it improved his condition considerably.

In other words, he would recover faster than the Demon Emperor. When the time comes, if he found the Demon Emperor again, he could even easily slay him.

The Great Liang Emperor spat out a mouthful of filthy blood, feeling much better.

The girl in white said nothing more, only saying indifferently, "Let's go."

The two of them quickly left the desolate north and arrived at a plain, where they could already see the distant Northern Frontier Great Wall.

The Great Liang Emperor stood still for a long time, his eyes filled with longing.

In the end, the things he wanted to do were still unfinished.

If it were possible, it would naturally be better to do them himself, but such was life, things never go as smoothly as one would wish.

In the end, the Great Liang Emperor only smiled faintly and waved his sleeve.

Just as he was about to turn around, a figure in black suddenly appeared at the far horizon.

A young monk had appeared here at some point in time.

Looking at the young monk, the Great Liang Emperor's eyes were quite complicated.

In his lifetime, apart from the Empress, perhaps the person he had the deepest bond with was that monk who always wore black robes.

The person in front of him did not seem to be the same as the one from years ago.

Yet, he also seemed like an old friend.

In the distance, the young monk was silent for a moment, before walking toward them.

His footsteps were very light, each one like a lotus blooming.

The two were soon no more than a few dozen yards apart.

The young monk stood slowly, looking at the emperor, who had some white hair now, and smiled, "Your Majesty."

The Great Liang Emperor also smiled, but he was not in a hurry to speak.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on reaching even greater heights."

The young monk said with vicissitudes of emotion, "From here on, Your Majesty's life has already surpassed any emperor in history."

The Great Liang Emperor replied, "You know what We seek has never been this."

The young monk nodded with a smile, fell silent for a moment, then said softly, "Once, someone gave Your Majesty a white hat. This lowly monk also wishes to give Your Majesty something."

The Great Liang Emperor asked, "What is it?"

The young monk took a deep breath and said calmly, "This lowly monk wishes to give Your Majesty a world of peace."