On the platform, Ji Qingyi's delicate body suddenly trembled violently, and she suddenly stood up!
There was extreme shock on her peerlessly beautiful face, but this shock was not entirely due to the opening of the inheritance!
It was because the precise source direction from which this vast fluctuation that stirred the heavens and earth and announced the opening of the inheritance came was exactly the same as the direction where Gu Changge had left just now!
He had just left the core area, and then this ultimate inheritance immediately opened!
This undoubtedly confirmed her guess!
This mysterious person not only possessed the power to pierce the heavens and the earth but also personally triggered this final situation!
He regarded this great event that swept across the world and this ultimate opportunity that determined the fates of countless prodigies as a casual matter and casually opened it!
What a grand gesture!
What a lofty realm!
Ji Qingyi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turbulent emotions in her heart. Her cold and clear eyes instantly became as sharp as swords, filled with unprecedented determination.
The opportunity had appeared, and the stage had been set! This was definitely not the time for hesitation and speculation!
"Whoosh!"
She transformed into a dazzling moonbeam and, without the slightest hesitation, rushed in the direction she sensed in her heart at the fastest speed!
Not long after the moonbeam that Ji Qingyi had transformed into disappeared into the chaotic mist, the entire imperial mausoleum completely boiled!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Figures emitting boundless auras tore through the void from all corners of the imperial tomb like sharks that had smelled blood, charging recklessly towards the source of the fluctuation!
At the forefront were the masters of the sacred places and the giants of the ancient sects with the deepest cultivation bases and the most sensitive perception of opportunities.
"Get out of the way! Those who block me will die!"
A violent roar shattered the void. The Demon Emperor of the Southern Region's Monster Race rode on rolling monster clouds.
Wherever he passed, the weaker cultivators were directly shaken into bloody mist.
Beside him followed several great sages of the Monster Race, their killing intent soaring into the sky.
"Humph, you brute, don't be so arrogant! This is the mausoleum of our human race's sages. How dare you act wildly here!"
A clear and cold attack came from behind and caught up. The sharp force split the monster clouds in two.
It was the Lingxiao Holy Lord of the Lingxiao Holy Land, who had a long - standing feud with the Monster Race.
Immediately afterwards, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the masters of various ancient aristocratic families, the Buddhas from the Western Region, and several unknown but extremely powerful wandering cultivators also tore through space and appeared one after another.
Almost at the same time, all the forces broke through the last chaotic barrier and stepped into this core space filled with a solemn and stirring imperial might!
The sight before their eyes made everyone hold their breath!
The criss - crossed terrifying traces of the great battle, the indestructible fighting spirit and the dead air of imperial blood lingering in the air all told of the tragic battle that had taken place here.
And when their gazes focused on the center of the space.
"That's the Imperial Scripture! The Qingcang Imperial Scripture!!!"
The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty's eyes were as sharp as lightning. He instantly locked onto the dark - golden scripture on the stone platform, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
An elder of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion stared fixedly at the traces on the ground and the remaining dao rhymes in the air. His voice trembled with extreme excitement.
"Emperor Qingcang! According to the ancient records, in the crimson blood - stained land with indelible battle scars, this is the place where Martial Emperor Qingcang, who fought a bloody path for the human race among the myriad races, fell!"
Emperor Qingcang!
This name was like a thunderclap that exploded in everyone's hearts!
Although there were few records, his meritorious deeds of fighting bloody battles to open up a way for the human race were enough to explain everything!
This was an unparalleled Martial Emperor with remarkable achievements and a decisive nature in battle!
In an instant, everyone's gazes became extremely fervent, fixating firmly on the scroll of the "Qingcang Emperor's Scripture"!
However, not everyone was qualified to peek at this ultimate imperial scripture.
Some weaker forces and independent cultivators knew that this imperial scripture was beyond their reach. So, they shifted their gazes to the surrounding stone walls.
"Look at the stone walls! Those are the lifelong insights into the Dao and magic left by the Great Emperor!"
"Oh my god! The Great Emperor didn't set any prohibitions. The traces of the Dao are clearly visible, allowing anyone to comprehend them!"
"If we can't grab the imperial scripture, it would still be an incredible opportunity if we can imprint some of the Great Emperor's Dao and magic!"
Exclamations rang out one after another. More self - aware cultivators surged towards the surrounding stone walls like a tide, and instantly a fierce melee broke out as they vied for advantageous positions close to the walls.
The glows of magical spells and the sounds of clashing weapons never ceased.
Amidst this chaos, the young prodigies of the younger generation, under the protection of their respective seniors from their forces, gradually arrived at this place.
Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu and others also reached the edge of this core area along with the crowd.
As soon as they stepped in, they were shaken by the terrifying pressure generated by the confrontation among the several Holy Lords and giants in the sky. Their qi and blood churned, and their faces turned pale.
The Qingcang Emperor's Scripture floating on the stone platform emitted an alluring light. However, the invisible force field around it, which was powerful enough to massacre sages, clearly warned everyone that this thing was by no means something they could get their hands on at the moment.
Several beings standing at the peak of the Profound Yellow Great World locked their auras with each other. None of them made the first move, but the verbal confrontation had already begun, like thunderclaps exploding in the void.
"Humph!"
The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was the first to speak. His voice was like the tolling of a great bell, carrying an undeniable majesty.
"Emperor Qingcang is an ancestor of our human race. He blazed a trail through thorns and thistles, bringing eternal peace to the human race!
I rule over billions of miles of rivers and mountains and hundreds of millions of subjects, inheriting the legacy of our predecessors and forging ahead!
This imperial scripture should be passed down by our Great Zhou to live up to the Martial Emperor's past heroic battles!"
"Amitabha."
The Buddha from the Western Regions chanted the Buddhist mantra: "Your Majesty is wrong. The Great Emperor's Dao encompasses all things.
This scripture contains supreme fighting spirit and compassion, which coincides with our Buddhist vow to subdue demons, defend the Dao, and save all sentient beings. This thing is predestined with our Buddha."
"Shut up, bald donkey! Stop pretending to be kind here!"
The Demon Lord of the Southern Region's voice was like the clash of metal and iron, full of violence and domineering.
"Treasures of heaven and earth belong to the capable! What human race, what demon race, nonsense! Since I'm here today, I've set my eyes on this imperial scripture. Whoever dares to stop me will be killed without mercy!"
Lingxiao, the Lingxiao Holy Lord, let out a cold snort. His fighting spirit soared into the sky, shaking the void and leaving thin cracks in it.
"This is the resting place of the human Great Emperor. How can you demons be so presumptuous! As for the ownership of the imperial scripture, let's compete with our own means!"
The air was filled with an extremely intense smell of gunpowder!
The auras of the Holy Lord - level figures from various forces were rising steadily. The terrifying energy fluctuations made countless cultivators below feel as if their minds were about to split. They kept retreating, and even getting close to the stone walls became extremely difficult.
"Boom!!!"
Finally, someone made the first move, shattering the balance instantly!
A demonic claw that tore through the sky, a royal dragon qi that pierced through the void, a Buddha's light that purified all things, and a sharp sword intent that could cut down stars...
Several terrifying forces, each powerful enough to easily destroy a great world, collided violently with each other!
An indescribable explosion occurred!
An energy storm raged out in all directions, as if the universe was being born anew!
The cultivators engaged in the chaotic battle below were sent flying like leaves in a violent gale. Those with weaker cultivation bases were instantly annihilated, both body and soul!
Even Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu and others had to fully activate their cultivation techniques and take out their protective magic treasures to barely stabilize their figures in the world - destroying aftermath of the battle. Their faces were extremely solemn.
Is this the power of a Saint King? Truly terrifying!
However, just as this terrifying aftermath of the battle was about to completely destroy this core area -
"Buzz..."
The entire Imperial Tomb seemed to come alive as it gave a gentle tremor.
An even more ancient, more vast will that stood above everything silently descended.
The Saint - King - level battle aftermath that could destroy the heavens and the earth was like a pebble thrown into the sea in the face of this will. It failed to even stir up many ripples before being silently suppressed and smoothed out.
It was the remaining power of the imperial formation left by Emperor Qingcang!
It maintained the fundamental stability of this place and did not allow it to completely collapse!
Realizing this, the several Holy Lords were first startled, and then their eyes burst with even more intense light. They became even more reckless!
Since the Imperial Tomb itself could withstand their power, what else was there to worry about?
"Kill!"
The great battle erupted completely!
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s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
