The Emperor Of The World

To Dian Feng, the creation of the Venerable Emperor Pavilion was not a rashly abrupt event, nor was it for fun.    

    

Dian Feng had always thought of himself as someone with the power of the heavens, but that power was not his.    

    

He always had some small things to do, many small things to do, but he couldn't do them too ostentatiously. He needed someone to do them for him.    

    

The more people there were in the Tianquan Holy Land, the more people there were, and it was unknown how many people with different thoughts were hidden inside. That was why Dian Feng was able to establish the Supreme Emperor Pavilion.    

    

The appearance of the Venerable Emperor Pavilion was the inevitable result of Dian Feng walking onto a higher road. As he grew stronger and stronger, Dian Feng would become more and more distracted with these small matters.    

    

Of course, the so called small matters were defined for Dian Feng, different from large, extremely far-reaching events.    

    

Dian Feng was a person of Tian Quan and the Ancestor Pavilion was Dian Feng's, but the Ancestor Pavilion was not Tian Quan.    

    

Now that the quasi Emperor Yuan Emperor had appeared, even the Prince had appeared. If not for the group of people listening to his high-levelled battle prowess, Dian Feng would never be able to calm down.    

    

No one could predict what would happen in the future. Tian Quan was not Dian Feng's, and even Ye Tianlong would find it hard to resolve it in one fell swoop.    

    

Therefore, Dian Feng could only create his own Regal Pavilion, and create a place where he could speak with certainty.    

    

Moreover, it had to be strong enough and high-profile enough, because the Venerable Emperor Pavilion was something he had used to attract the attention of those outside of the Immortal Graveyard.    

    

Even if the reputation of the Venerable Emperor was to spread, the other realms would still be wary of it. Even if someone wanted to deal with the Immortal Graveyard, they would definitely have to think of taking care of it first.    

    

This way, the Immortal Writ would have a buffer against it. This was also the main reason why Dian Feng set the Venerate Heavens Sect to be at the peak of the sea of clouds.    

    

He was the guardian of the horizon, the guardian of the Immortal Graveyard!    

    

However, this intention could not be shared with Mo Feiyu and the others, because such feelings and magnanimity were not something that anyone could possess. Especially those who came from great clans, most of them were concerned about their own interests. There were very few who were willing to sacrifice their own interests for the world.    

    

Nanling Domain, outside the Monarch Tomb.    

    

The Monarch Tomb was like a divine palace. After it came out from the ground a few days ago, it stood tall and received attention from everyone.    

    

For the sake of the 'Southern Emperor Scripture' and the 'Peerless Emperor Scripture', even the various great holy lands, great sects, and dynasties could no longer sit still. They all sent people to share a share.    

    

And the result of all this was that the spoils of war were unevenly distributed, causing all sides to start fighting. Tens of thousands of Monarch Tomb had bloodshed before, and their blood flowed like rivers.    

    

A mountain of corpses piled up. Many people rushed towards the Monarch Tomb, but did not come out.    

    

"Boom, boom, boom ~ ~ ~"    

    

The Monarch Tomb suddenly trembled, and began to shrink back into the ground, disappearing from the Divine Mountain just like that in front of the large group of cultivators.    

    

"Quickly chase them, go down the hole and chase them! That's a Monarch Tomb, with the inheritance of the Great Monarch, there might even be a Monarch Artifact!" Someone shouted, and ordered his own disciples to immediately chase after the hole made by the Monarch Tomb.    

    

"It's impossible to catch it. This Monarch Tomb is mysterious and clever, it must have been placed in a huge formation and passed through the underground Spiritual Vein. It's extremely hard to find its trail, we can't find it." A Saint Array Master present sighed, feeling somewhat regretful.    

    

However, in the end, many people did not believe it. They felt that they could not let go of such a huge opportunity, so they formed a team to chase after the hole in the ground that the Monarch Tomb hid in.    

    

Puff ? -    

    

The first batch of people had just rushed down when a gloomy and cold evil aura of the Grand Moon rushed out from the ground. The evil aura rushed up into the sky and turned the people who were trapped into thick water.    

    

"Hiss ?!" It was too strange, he did not even have the time to scream, the Lunar Scourge was too sudden, the people who went down had Lingtai Expert s, they were all killed instantly!    

    

"Don't come close, this is the most dangerous place, there are the meridians for the Yin spirits, and the terrain is filled with the killing intent of nature, it is extremely dangerous, and cannot be stepped on!" The Saint Array Master reminded everyone once again.    

    

However, at this moment, an ancient book with the 'Peerless Emperor Scripture' was sent flying out of the ground and into the danger zone.    

    

It was unknown how many people looked at the book, but they all looked at each other in dismay. It was unknown who shouted first, "That's the Book of Emperor, hurry up and take it!"    

    

"Snatch, kill!"    

    

One after another, Divine Rainbow flew up from all directions and rushed towards the < Unparalleled Imperial Scripture > that had fallen to the ground. All of them screamed, and most of them were rogue cultivators.    

    

"Immortal Ascension is right in front of you!" Someone shouted. He was someone who had no experience, so he thought that just by learning the Imperial Scripture, he would have the potential to become an emperor.    

    

"The Imperial Scripture of the female Emperor is comparable to the Heavenly Arts in the Imperial Bloodline. You can't miss it. It's mine!" A rogue cultivator's Half-step Martial Saint suddenly appeared, and with a palm strike from a hundred miles away, ?    

    

Puff ? -    

    

The cultivators who had already rushed to the front were instantly turned into minced meat. They were smashed into smithereens by an enormous palm that covered the sky. Blood and bones were scattered all over the ground.    

    

The Half-step Martial Saint roared with laughter, as it took in the Emperor's Scripture with one claw, wanting to escape with it.    

    

Zheng ? ? In the air, a Sword Qi swept over, its sharpness was so strong, in just one slash, it had shattered the sky!    

    

Ah!" That Half-Zhizun, while maintaining the posture of stretching his hand out, had his head chopped off. His head flew up as he looked into the distance in despair and shock.    

    

A mysterious figure whose entire body was bathed in the misty Sword Qi storm carried a three feet tall Qing Feng. Without saying a word, it slashed at the head of the Half-step Martial Saint yet again.    

    

Puff ? -    

    

The Half-step Martial Saint Spiritual Altar was cut into two halves, the Primordial Spirit perished, and instantly died. With a "peng" sound, the corpse fell and crashed into a small mound.    

    

"That's an expert from the Hidden Sword Pavilion!" Seeing this scene from afar, some people were so shocked that their mouths were wide open. They could not help but think of a legendary figure.    

    

"That is the Sword King, direct descendant of the Immortal King s from the Hidden Sword Pavilion. Five thousand years ago, he swept all those in the same realm with no rivals ?" Some of the older generation immediately recognized this person, and they were all extremely shocked.    

    

The Sword King, a supreme expert. He was known as the "Sword King" because his sword could truly be considered a king at the same level.    

    

The Sword King used the Sword Light to cover his face, making it difficult to see his appearance. He kept his sword and glanced at Half-step Martial Saint's corpse, and said coldly: We can fight for the chance, but we can kill as many as we want, we shall die!    

    

In the view of the Sword King, if this Half-step Martial Saint were to participate in the fight, it would effortlessly snatch the Imperial Scripture, and there would be no need to kill that many people.    

    

Sword King was originally not going to intervene. He did not need the Emperor Scripture nor Hidden Sword Pavilion. He had only just recovered, and came to see what was going on. However, he couldn't help but kill someone.    

    

"He's still the same, upright and unscrupulous. He can't bear to see a trace of evil in his eyes and has raised his Righteous Qi to the level of a Sword Light. This is the Sword King!" Some of the Martial Saints that were hiding in the dark were all amazed. They felt that after not seeing the Sword King for thousands of years, he had become even stronger.    

    

The appearance of the Sword King also quieted down the originally intense competition. Tens of thousands of people were staring at the Sword King and the Book of Emperor, their eyes filled with desire.    

    

The Sword King raised his hand and slashed through the air as he left.    

    

From beginning to end, the Sword King had not glanced at the 'Peerless Emperor Scripture'.    

    

"This is a chance for the young generation. Let them fight for it. If an undying person does not experience blood and fire, how can he become a genius?" One of the Martial Saints was observing from the shadows and understood what the Sword King meant. Thus, he sent a voice transmission to the other Martial Saints.    

    

"Fellow Taoist is right, it's not good for us to interfere, let them be." The others all agreed as well.    

    

The cultivators of the Zhizun Realm understood that there wasn't much use to having an Emperor Scripture. Unless it was a technique on the level of a Heavenly Art, they would only use it for reference and would not randomly learn it again.    

    

"The Sword King has left ?" Most of those participating in the competition were cultivators below the Lingtai Stage.    

    

"Quick, snatch it!"    

    

"Woosh, woosh, woosh ~ ~ ~"    

    

Everyone used their full strength, and in a short period of time, countless Divine Rainbow s demonstrated their various abilities. Over a hundred kinds of secret escaping techniques were displayed, but they were all common techniques that could not be compared.    

    

"Hahaha, it's mine now, I got it!" A Hidden God Realm cultivator laughed out loud. He was the fastest, with a half Sacristy under his feet. His speed was astonishing, and was the first to succeed.    

    

He picked up the scripture from the ground and flew away without stopping.    

    

"Where are you going? Leave the Emperor Scripture behind!" There were people coming from all directions using the Emperor Scripture. How could this divine treasure have any path of retreat? No matter how fast it was, it was still faster than everyone else.    

    

"Stay here for me!" A First Sky of the Spiritual Altar Realm middle-aged Daoist smacked down from the sky, blocking the way to the Divine Vault.    

    

"Hand over the imperial scripture." The spiritual altar flew over and extended its hand in a domineering manner, asking for the divine treasure.    

    

Shen Cang, however, was unwilling to do so. He turned around and flew back. An inch of light shot out from between his eyebrows, instantly piercing through the back of Shen Cang's head and coming out from between his eyebrows.    

    

Puff ? -    

    

The God Treasure died, the God Scripture fell to the ground. The Lingtai Stage Cultivator did not manage to obtain it either and joined the battle.    

    

"I got it!"    

    

"Haha, it's mine now!"    

    

"Pu, pu, pu ~ ~ ~"    

    

One figure after another began to descend from the sky. No one paid any attention to the people who died, and all of the cultivators focused their attention on the Emperor's Scripture.    

    

"Sigh, this is too cruel." Dian Feng was hiding in the void. He had been here for a long time, and seeing all these disputes, he felt extremely moved.    

    

He had never participated in this life or death struggle because he had never needed it.    

    

Dian Feng felt that these people's deaths might have been meaningless, or might even be the cultivators' final destination.    

    

Cultivators had two ways of dying. They died during a tribulation, or at the hands of other cultivators.    

    

As for dying from old age, this sort of person was too few. It was estimated that less than one in ten thousand cultivators would die from old age. Of course, hiding in advance was not counted.    

    

"This is an ordinary cultivator, especially a rogue cultivator. He has no foundation and no foundation, so everything depends on your own life. You can consider yourself lucky." Hei Tian said.