Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

"That was the most difficult period of time. Without True Monarch's presence. Our race was attacked by many powerful races and sects. More than half of the billions of people died, and only a small portion remained... "    

Hearing the words of the elder, everyone became silent, including Ye Chen. Their hearts were heavy, and Yao Er's eyes were watery as she tightly gripped Ye Chen's hands.    

From the ruler of a region to a remote city. What kind of suffering had the ancestors of the Hua Family faced in the past? How difficult had it been? It was almost impossible to imagine. Ye Chen could think of the Seven Mysterious Sects, the various sects and families. He was afraid that all those years ago, the Hua family had been stained with the blood of the Hua family.    

The Royal Family of Nanli, in particular, must be closely related to it. That bloodline curse, even if it wasn't personally cast by the first King of Nanli. It must have something to do with him. At least, the Royal Family of Nanli must have some insider information.    

"Great elder, don't worry. I will slowly settle some grudges with them."    

Ye Chen gently held Yao Er's hand and said faintly.    

"Qianling... thank True Monarch on behalf of our ancestors."    

When the Great elder heard this, its body trembled. Then, it knelt down heavily, and its head touched the ground. Behind it, the numerous Core Formation cultivators knelt down in unison, and they were sincerely respectful.    

The hall was solemn and the atmosphere was solemn. Only Ye Chen stood there, his eyes cold and filled with killing intent.    

After that, Ye Chen used the name of the Hua Clan's True Monarch to move into the Temple of Spirit. Furthermore, the Temple of Spirit was preparing to conduct the "True Monarch Grand Ceremony" for Ye Chen.    

"The True Monarch Grand Ceremony is for the clan to celebrate True Monarch's reappearance in the clan, gather friends from all over the world, and offer sacrifices to the ancestors, announcing the grand ceremony to the world. Since mister has become True Monarch, you should announce it to the world to raise the prestige of our Hua Clan. "    

The Great elder, Hua Qianling, said excitedly.    

True Monarch was like a god, no matter if it was in any powerful race or even in the Seven Mysterious Sects. True Monarch of Outflowing Body. If a sect produced True Monarch, it was necessary to open its doors. They would invite guests to the banquet and rest for ten days and ten nights. A small clan like the Hua Clan would even uproot the Hua Clan if they sent out the Astral Trip. They would be on equal footing with many large clans. No one dared to look down on the Hua Clan anymore.    

"A Golden Core Outflowing Stage is here. Everyone in the world will worship him."    

Xiao Qingyu looked at Ye Chen with some jealousy, because Ye Chen was True Monarch. Therefore, the entire Hua Family had to celebrate for him. They had to do their best to hold the ceremony. Ye Chen didn't need to do anything. He sat there. The elder were going to hand over all the supreme power of the Hua Family to him.    

However, Xiao Qingyu knew that this was what Ye Chen deserved. If it wasn't for him, the Hua Family would have been razed to the ground by the Mysterious Silver Clan a long time ago.    

"One day, I will become True Monarch as well."    

Xiao Qingyu secretly clenched his fists and swore to himself. Hua Nongyu, who had been following him around, was now following behind Ye Chen with a smile on her face, trying to get close to him.    

The hall was held by many elders, and Ye Chen did not care at all. He casually waved his sleeves and strolled around the Temple of Spirit all day long. The few forbidden areas had already opened their doors to him, so he could enter and exit as he pleased. He browsed through the most ancient historical records of the Hua Family.    

The things he was flipping through right now were the most ancient secret plans of the Hua Clan. It recorded the ancient secrets that only the elder of the past generations could read.    

"It's the sun. The mountains are collapsing and the earth is collapsing. The river water is dried up and ten days are shining in the sky. A deity has appeared. The deity was a hundred million zhang tall, standing in the sky above Tiandu City. They spoke the heavenly language, each word shining brightly and illuminating thousands of miles... From now on, my race will no longer be able to exert any strength. All of the people of my clan have lost their energy veins, and they are unable to sense the Spiritual Qi. After another three hundred years... The chains have loosened, and new cultivators have appeared."    

To many people, the words in the ancient books were extremely difficult to understand.    

However, in Ye Chen's eyes, these words clearly recorded the descendants of the Z Country's cultivators. The reason why they were unable to cultivate was because of this. Especially when paired with the Immortal Binding Cable in Yao Er's body, the answer was obvious.    

"Verbal Compliance Law, this is a truly great divine ability."    

Ye Chen's eyes were gloomy.    

His words had crippled the talent of the clan. The effects of the curse had lasted for thousands of generations, and it had never stopped. Such a terrifying divine ability might not even be possessed by an ordinary Nascent Infant. Furthermore, if it wasn't for the fact that they had a great grudge against each other, there was no need to use such a cruel method.    

This was because such a great divine ability had such a powerful effect, it must have a terrifying backlash.    

"Who exactly is it that has a grudge with the Hua Clan? Even at the risk of severing his path of cultivation and causing his soul to fall into the cycle of reincarnation, he still intends to cause the Hua Clan to suffer such a calamity?"    

Ye Chen frowned slightly. A secret art that could achieve such an effect... He knew many kinds of... But no matter which one... It wasn't easy to do. He had to pay all kinds of price, some... It was even to the extent where one had to sacrifice one's own life for the sacrifice of billions of lives.    

"I don't care anymore. No matter who did it, King of Nanli would definitely know. It might even be the first King of Nanli himself who cast this spell. They all said that the first King of Nanli had cultivated the true Thunder Flood Dragon back then. The cultivation base was comparable to a Nascent Infant, and it should have a lifespan of several thousand years. However, it just so happened that it had disappeared into thin air when it was over a thousand years old. There must be something strange about it. "    

Ye Chen decided to find some time to make a trip to King of Nanli City and settle the score with them.    

There were several kinds of forbidden areas in Temple of Spirit.    

There were cultivation methods, ancient books, Spirit Pill and spirit medicines, and there were also those that worshiped the ancestral talisman and weapons. The first few were all very important, but the last one was not very important.    

The talisman weapons of the ancestors of the Hua Clan had existed for thousands of years. If they were usable, they would have long been taken by the Hua Clan cultivators. Those who were still paying a visit to the forbidden area were basically those who were unable to use them. They did not know the effects of the talisman, and they even knew that it was a broken weapon Broken Sword.    

Ye Chen casually picked them up and found that among these weapons, the Spiritual Qi had long been lost, leaving only an empty shell.    

He stood in the forbidden area and looked down at the rust stains around him. The dim light of these weapons. Back then, these weapons were all held in the hands of the Hua Clan's True Monarch, and even Heavenly Monarch. They fought a bloody battle with countless foreign race experts, their divine might shaking the world, a single strike able to flatten mountains and rivers. Now, they could only be quietly forgotten in the corners, no one knowing.    

"Hmm?    

Ye Chen let out a soft exclamation of surprise as his gaze fell upon a Broken Sword. The Broken Sword was originally five feet long, but now, only half of it remained. It was covered in rust and there were pieces of dried black blood stains on it.    

The reason why Ye Chen was surprised was because he could see the blood stains on the ___. It was an aura that looked down upon the world. Although this aura was very weak, it was still thousands of years away. His master had been dead for who knew how many years, but he still existed.    

"This is... Nascent Soul Heavenly Monarch's blood! Could this Broken Sword be the weapon of that year's Nascent Soul Heavenly Monarch of the Hua Family?"    

Ye Chen was shocked. He reached out his hand and grabbed the sword hilt. He circulated the Gold Core and injected the True Qi into it.    

"Boom!"    

As the True Essence entered, the Broken Sword let out a loud roar, and pieces of rust appeared. All of them fell to the ground, and then they suddenly erupted with dazzling divine radiance. Multicolored light shot out in a thousand streaks, and auspicious energy filled the room. Its entire body was sparkling and translucent, as if it were cast from Immortal Gold. Terrifying fluctuations shot into the sky from the sword, and it seemed as if a peerless Celestial King had been resurrected. It was as if it was going to crush the heavens and shatter mountains and rivers.    

"This is... Xuan-Yuan Sword?"