The Supreme Emperor's Divine Weapon Falling from the Sky

Far away, tens of thousands of miles away, three streaks of light were cutting through the clouds, speeding towards the direction of the Azure Profound Sect.

They were the Second Ancestor, the Third Patriarch, and the Fourth Patriarch who had just returned from the Emperor's Tomb.

Although the three of them didn't speak, there was still a lingering look of shock between their brows, as well as a bit of indescribable excitement and after - fear.

The journey to the Emperor's Tomb was truly eye - opening. What they had seen and heard was simply astonishing.

The performances of their own little prodigies had completely subverted their understanding of the word "genius".

"Damn it! This time, I've really opened my eyes!" The Third Patriarch couldn't help but smack his lips and was the first to break the silence, with an incredulous look on his face.

"Just thinking about that finger of Xi gives me the creeps even now!"

"Not just the creeps," the Second Ancestor said with a lingering fear.

"Wang Zhan is at least at the Saint Realm! And he was just flicked away with one finger? Like swatting a fly! Who can make sense of this?"

Just as they were talking, suddenly!

"Whoosh!"

An extremely faint sound of breaking through the air came from the clouds at a very high altitude. It was incredibly fast. Even with the spiritual awareness of the three ancestors, they only caught a glimpse of a shadow.

"What the hell is that?!"

The three of them instinctively looked up, but before they could make any defensive or evasive moves.

"Bang!" A dull thud.

That thing hit the forehead of the Third Patriarch, who was walking in the middle, right on the spot!

"Ouch!" The Third Patriarch let out a scream. He felt as if his forehead had been hit by a flying mountain peak. Stars were dancing before his eyes.

He staggered and almost fell to the ground. With his Saint - Lord - Realm physique, being hit so painfully showed how powerful the impact was.

"Which blind bastard is sneaking up on me? Get out here!"

The Third Patriarch covered his forehead, which instantly swelled up into a big bump. Furious, he jumped up and shouted curses at the sky, spraying spittle everywhere.

"Have the guts to come out! Hiding is not what a hero does! I..."

Halfway through his scolding, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have kicked something under his feet. He looked down.

It was a palm - sized, dark - gold, small tower - shaped thing, lying quietly in the dust.

This was the thing that had hit him just now. It looked dull and unremarkable.

But the ancient, unrecognizable patterns on its surface and the heavy, desolate aura that made one's soul tremble faintly radiating from it made the Third Patriarch suddenly stop scolding.

"This... this is..." The Third Patriarch's anger was instantly replaced by an indescribable sense of panic. He instinctively bent down and carefully picked up the small tower with two fingers!

Just as his fingers touched the small tower, "Buzz!!!"

An indescribable and boundless will, mixed with the terrifying Emperor's Might that could suppress the nine heavens and ten earths and shatter the eternal reincarnation.

It was like a prehistoric beast that had been sleeping suddenly woke up, bursting out from this tiny fragment and then quickly disappearing, as if nothing had happened.

Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, it was definitely the supreme Emperor's Might!

It was the ultimate aura that only the peerless divine weapons refined by the Great Emperors could possess, an aura that surpassed all laws!

"Plop!"

The Third Patriarch, who was the closest and bore the brunt, went limp in the legs and plopped down on the ground, clutching the small tower tightly in his hand.

His eyes were as big as copper bells, and his face froze. His expression changed from anger to confusion, and then to a twisted look that combined ecstasy, fear, absurdity, and extreme shock, which was beyond words.

"Em... Em... Em..."

His lips trembled, and his throat made a gurgling sound, but he couldn't even say the words "Emperor Weapon" clearly.

The Second Ancestor and the Fourth Patriarch beside him were also swept by the lingering aura of the Emperor's Might that had suddenly erupted and then quickly subsided. They felt their souls tremble violently, their blood and qi churned, and their Saint Power was almost out of control.

They looked at the thing in the Third Patriarch's hand in horror, and then at the Third Patriarch sitting on the ground, looking like a dazed fool.

"Old Third, you..." The First Ancestor's voice was dry.

"That thing, that aura just now..." The Second Ancestor's voice was trembling.

The Third Patriarch finally regained a bit of his wits from the unparalleled shock. He suddenly hugged the small tower tightly in his arms, as if afraid it would fly away, and also like holding a hot potato.

He looked up at his two brothers. His face was even uglier than crying. His voice was hoarse, with a sob, and also with a dream - like ecstasy:

"Second, Fourth, we... we..."

He swallowed hard and squeezed out those earth - shattering words between his teeth with all his strength:

"We seem to have been hit on the head by a peerless Emperor Weapon!!!"

The mountain wind blew, and there was a deathly silence.

The three ancestors, who were thousands of years old in total, just sat one and stood two, like three clay sculptures, frozen on the desolate mountain path.

An Emperor Weapon? Falling from the sky? Hitting someone on the head?

What kind of luck was this?!

After more than ten breaths, the Second Ancestor suddenly got a shock. With an agility he had never shown before, he quickly set up several prohibitions to isolate the aura around.

Ecstasy and a sense of absurdity were like ice and fire intertwining, impacting the minds of the three ancestors.

But those who had cultivated to the Saint - Lord Realm had all survived through mountains of corpses and seas of blood and all kinds of conspiracies.

After the initial shock, a chill instantly replaced the ecstasy.

"Something's wrong!"

The Second Ancestor was the first to calm down. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and his spiritual sense swept around like a tide, not letting go of any slight movement.

"An Emperor Weapon falling from the sky? And it's intact? This is even more unreasonable than Xi defeating a Saint with one finger! There must be something fishy about it!"

"Exactly!"

The Fourth Patriarch also realized it. His face was solemn. He stood back - to - back with the Second Ancestor, secretly gathering his Saint Power, and warily scanning the dim night sky and the silent forest below.

"How precious an Emperor Weapon is! How could it fall from the sky for no reason and just hit us on the head? Maybe someone is setting a trap.

They want to arouse our greed with this thing, make us kill each other, or track this thing to find the mountain gate of our Azure Profound Sect?"

The Third Patriarch, holding the tower, also jumped up from the ground. He didn't even care to rub the bump on his forehead. He nervously looked around.

"Who? Who is scheming against me? Have the guts to come out!"

The three ancestors were on high alert, raising their vigilance to the extreme.

Centering on themselves, their spiritual senses swept through every inch of space within a radius of hundreds of miles again and again, like the finest sieves.

They checked the sky, the ground, the depths of the clouds, the cracks in the rocks, and even the flow of the earth veins more than ten times.

There was no! No sign of an ambush!

No hidden formation fluctuations! No tracking marks!

They couldn't even find the slightest trace of a strange and powerful aura that didn't belong here!

It was as if this Emperor Weapon had really been created out of thin air and was just blown down by a strange gust of wind, hitting the Third Patriarch's head precisely.

"Really no one?" The Third Patriarch swallowed hard, his voice dry.

"Search again!"

The Second Ancestor didn't believe it. He spent a lot of energy and joined hands with the Fourth Patriarch to perform a secret technique to track cause - effect and detect the false.

The result was still the same. It was an ownerless thing, and its cause - effect was vague, as if its connection with this world was extremely weak.