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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to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
