freenovelworld Chapter 747: Living Up to the Emperor's Grace
Chapter 747: Living Up to the Emperor's Grace
Chen Ling'er was very lucky; she unearthed another treasure, which was indeed a perfectly intact imperial weapon.
"No mistake, an imperial weapon, a flawless imperial weapon."
"The aura of the imperial weapon was not apparent before, mostly because it was covered by flesh and soil. Now that it has seen the light of day again, its aura has become apparent."
The quasi-emperors are right. The flesh and blood of the Great Emperors turned into decaying soil also has a special effect, isolating the aura of the Imperial Weapon. Otherwise, no one would have discovered that so many treasures were buried below all these years. The Imperial Weapon in front of us should be the greatest remaining opportunity in this area.
"Little girl, hand over the imperial weapon!"
With such a great opportunity before them, driven by self-interest, the quasi-emperors no longer feared Xiaobai; they didn't mind joining forces to seize the imperial weapon gauntlets.
Xiao Bai turned around, baring his teeth, "Are you itching for a beating again?"
"You little beast, don't think we're afraid of you!"
"Hand over the imperial weapon, and I'll spare your lives!"
"With us joining forces, you are not an emperor, how could you possibly turn the world upside down? Hand over the treasure now, and you may still have a chance to live."
Several quasi-emperors released their auras, exuding murderous intent.
Xiao Bai stomped her feet in anger, then said to Ling'er, "Give the boxing gloves to your aunt, and watch your aunt beat them up!"
"Yay! Auntie, beat them up! They're so annoying!"
Ling'er gave the boxing gloves to Xiaobai, who then threw out a small cauldron that was reflected above Ling'er's head, forming a cylindrical protective barrier.
Next, Xiaobai put on boxing gloves and charged forward, swinging his huge fist.
This battle was an eye-opener. With the support of the Emperor-grade gauntlets, Xiao Bai didn't even need to enter berserk mode to overwhelm a group of quasi-emperors. The power of his punch shattered the already unstable space around him. Disciples from various factions fled in panic, and the disciples of Danshan also ran away under the protection of their elders.
"Junior Sister Bai is so strong!"
"Yes, she can actually wield an imperial weapon perfectly, and she single-handedly crushed several quasi-emperors on the other side. She's practically a little monster."
"Are all the people at Caotang this amazing?"
The disciples of Danshan were amazed.
Little did anyone know that under Fu Shuang's careful training, Xiao Bai's physical strength was comparable to that of an Emperor Weapon. However, under normal circumstances, she did not yet possess the killing power of an Emperor Weapon. Now, however, things were different. Wearing gauntlets, she was able to unleash her full combat power. She was like a humanoid Emperor Weapon chasing after a group of Quasi-Emperors. Under her savage power, the rules of Quasi-Emperors were completely useless. This savage girl was all about madness and dominance, using her strength to break through all laws.
Bathed in the light of the small cauldron, Little Ling'er clapped her hands excitedly and exclaimed in her sweet, childish voice, "Auntie is so great! Auntie is the best!"
With Xiao Ling'er cheering him on, Xiao Bai's fighting spirit soared even higher. The destructive force of his punch seemed to recreate the carnage of an ancient battlefield, shattering the earth's strata and unleashing endless spatial turbulence that disrupted the unstable space of the battlefield.
"Quickly evacuate the battlefield!"
The various factions were terrified, as if the entire ancient battlefield would shatter and be swallowed by endless turbulent currents in the next second.
On the other side, Chen Futu finally found the whereabouts of the divine body.
He entered the ley lines beneath the ancient battlefield and saw the remnants of the cursed fire.
Therefore, this ancient battlefield was actually the place where the God of War and the curse of the earth veins fought fiercely, just like when the Moon God was ambushed by the mysterious cursed race. The influence of the divine will is far-reaching.
The massive skeletons and human remains outside must have belonged to the powerful warriors under this God of War, all of whom eventually perished, including the God of War himself.
"The Moon Goddess is dead, and this God of War is dead too..."
"Where did the mysterious races in the ley lines come from? How did they arrive, and what about this continent attracted them?"
As Chen Futu ventured deeper into the earth's veins and crossed areas scorched and corroded by the curse, his unease grew. Fortunately, his mind was pure and his will unbreakable, and he would not be affected by the darkness and misfortune, nor would he suffer the same fate as when he was nearly eroded to death at the Moon Goddess Palace.
Time passed slowly, and everything outside was blocked by the remnants of the curse. Nothing could be heard, as if it were a completely closed space. Looking around, the black remnants climbing all over the mountain walls looked like ferocious demons, ready to come to life from the walls at any moment.
"This group is more powerful than I expected."
"Now that I have entered the extreme path, I am still uneasy in the face of the traces of the curse. If a true martial god were to appear on the other side, I would most likely be no match for him."
Strength, strength!
Ultimately, they are too weak. Only by entering the realm of gods will they be qualified to participate in the impending catastrophe.
Chen Futu clenched his fists and quickened his pace, finally finding the dead Martial God in a cramped space within the earth's veins.
This mysterious martial god looked to be in his thirties, his flesh still fresh and stained with martial god blood, as if he had just died. His fate was even more tragic than that of the moon god, with a large hole torn in his brow and half of his head gone.
However, even the dead God of War exuded an unimaginable pressure, belonging to another level of life energy, just like the Moon God.
However, the Moon Goddess still retained her divine will, while the remnant will of this Taiyan Martial God had been corrupted beyond recognition by the earth's vein curse and began to attack the creatures of the continent he was protecting.
Judging from the scene, this martial god was most likely forced into this dead end and was brutally murdered there.
On the nearby wall were his bloodstains, with a line of messy handwriting: "Taiyan has not failed the Emperor's grace."
"Taiyan?"
If nothing unexpected happens, this will be his name.
As for the emperor he mentioned, could he be referring to the human emperor?
According to ancient legends, the Human Emperor once swept across the land, eventually leading the invading ley line tribes to disappear from this continent, their whereabouts unknown ever since.
"Sixty years from now, another catastrophe will sweep across the continent, so the Human Emperor will most likely have perished as well."
Who in this life can shoulder the responsibility of protecting the continent?
Chen Futu gazed at the unseeing, lifeless body of the deity, remained silent for a long time, and then stored it in his system space.
We can ask Fu Shuang how to deal with this divine body later. Perhaps returning it to the battlefield would be a good outcome for Taiyan.
Ding dong!
The divine body vanished, and a fragment fell at Chen Futu's feet.
He instinctively picked up the shards, and when he looked up, he saw a narrow, straight space above, with a broken sword stuck in the deepest part. The sword was covered in cracks, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.
"This is... a divine weapon?"
Chen Futu's pupils contracted violently.
This aura is unmistakable; the Moon Goddess Palace exhibits this kind of fluctuation. However, the Moon Goddess Palace was repaired by the Moon Goddess's last remaining will and the foundational divine body, while Taiyan's divine will was just completely refined by Chen Futu, making it impossible to repair this sword with the help of the Martial God's remaining will. Perhaps Fu Shuang can do it.
Thinking of this, Chen Futu also put the sword into the system space. However, at the very moment he put away the divine weapon, a hidden black fire burrowed into the ground from the narrow crack that the divine weapon had just pierced, rushing towards the core area of the ancient battlefield, towards the four great emperors who were searching for the divine bodies.