The Emperor Of The World

There was a tomb in the middle of the mountains. New tombs, the earth still had a sweet smell.    

The Feng Shui here was extremely good, it was personally picked by Dian Feng for a person, because he wanted to be buried here.    

"Puff ?" Standing in front of the grave, Dian Feng lifted his hand and wrote a few words on the surface of the tablet with his fingertip:    

"Old friend Xiao Chen's tomb."    

"Beep, beep, beep..." After pouring a pot of wine and soaking it in the dirt, Dian Feng sat in front of the monument and indicated to the old friend in the tomb with the wine jug, he raised his head and drank deeply.    

Xiao Chen was dead.    

There was a problem with his cultivation, but he was unable to overcome it while he was in closed-door training to break through the deathly tribulation.    

It was only until the Soul Lamp in the rights ancestral hall was destroyed that Dian Feng knew that this senior brother of his had failed in his attempt to break through into the next realm and had fallen in the secret room.    

The grave was a brand-new one, and Dian Feng had personally set the grave for him and laid down a heaven defying life saving array.    

However, Dian Feng was not sure if he could gather his true spirit and revive Xiao Chen.    

"Why are you in such a hurry, senior brother ?" Dian Feng's eyes were filled with grief as he looked at the tombstone. Gritting his teeth, he sighed and gulped down another mouthful.    

Compared to Falling Heaven Palace, among the young disciples of the previous generation, Xiao Chen's aptitude was the worst among them.    

His luck was mediocre, even though he was previously conferred the title of Saint Son, due to his lack of power in the later stages, his position in Tian Quan became more and more awkward.    

Therefore, Xiao Chen had always wanted to make a breakthrough and prove himself.    

Xiao Chen was the same as Chen Feng and Mo Luo; they were both in closed door training, and the three of them had not stepped out for dozens of years, wanting to attack the Monarch Stage.    

Xiao Chen failed, no matter what the reason was, he failed. Perhaps he was too impatient, or perhaps he did not have enough talent, or perhaps he was overestimating himself.    

Xiao Chen's death caused Dian Feng's heart to become heavy. This was the first Senior Brother he had seen since arriving in the Tianquan Holy Land.    

Back then when they were going up Flyer Garden, it was Xiao Chen who guided Dian Feng. Over the years, the two of them often drank and ate together, but Dian Feng was unaware of the pressure that was pressing on Xiao Chen's heart.    

Those of the same generation as Dian Feng, were all too hardworking. No matter how hard they tried, they were always suppressed by Dian Feng.    

It was truly hard to breathe like this. Some people gave up struggling, while others still wanted to try.    

However, since ancient times, becoming an emperor was only a calamity. 99% of the quasi-Emperors would be stopped at their Monarch Stage, if they tried to force their way in, there would only be a path of death.    

There were always those who were unwilling to give it a try, but in the end, they had to pay the price.    

Xiao Chen had fallen and the Primordial Spirit had disappeared. There was only one body left and although it did not have any injuries, it was already dead.    

"Heaven Defying Destiny Formation ?" Is it really that heaven defying? " Dian Feng frowned. He did not place Xiao Chen on top of the Source Realm Ancestral Root because that would be very dangerous.    

Buried in the power of the heavens, there was also a chance of survival, but it would take a very long time.    

Ten thousand years? Or a hundred thousand?    

"Sigh ?" Dian Feng sighed, when Xiao Chen finally regained his consciousness, all of his old friends from the Source Realm were already gone.    

"It's always good to be alive." Dian Feng stood up, took one last look at the tombstone, and then left.    

As a Pavilion Master of the Venerable Emperor Pavilion, Dian Feng had been very busy recently and didn't have much time to be sentimental.    

When Dian Feng returned to the Dian Mansion, he just wanted to go see Zhu Yun. Her body had already been recuperated and he could give birth.    

But as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Mo Rou standing there with her eyes bloodshot.    

"What's wrong, Rou-Er?" Dian Feng felt his heart ache as he walked over to wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes.    

Mo Rou suddenly hugged Dian Feng, her head resting on Dian Feng's chest, and cried like a rain of tears, "Senior brother, brother also passed away ? "Sob, sob ?"    

She sobbed like a child, and this was the first time Mo Rou cried since she was a mother.    

"What!" Dian Feng's heart trembled, he felt his head buzzing. If he was a normal person, he would not be able to lift him up at all, and might even faint.    

Yesterday, Xiao Chen's Soul Lamp was exterminated, how could something happen today!    

"Wuu ? wuu ?" Senior brother, what should I do now that brother is dead ? " Mo Rou cried until she was helpless and slid down. She sat in front of Dian Feng and hugged his legs, as if she was her lifesaver.    

Mo Luo had passed away.    

He had inherited the legacy of an Immortal, which of the true Immortals had left him with outstanding latent talent and accomplishments? It's just that it had been stuck in the Quasi-Monarch Stage for dozens of years.    

Originally, this was a very normal thing, but with Mo Luo's True Immortal Legacy and the treasures that he had bestowed upon his, he felt that he would lose all face even if he failed to become the emperor.    

Most importantly, with Dian Feng as a huge mountain pressing down on him, if he did not progress quickly, he would not even have the face to talk to him in the future.    

He was worried.    

"Sigh ?" Dian Feng carried Mo Rou and carried her back to her room, letting her cry as much as she could.    

On the second day, beside Xiao Chen's grave, there was another tomb.    

"Don't worry, Rou Er. As long as we are alive, we will see them again sooner or later ?" Dian Feng consoled his, beside his, stood Mo Rou dressed in a set of white robes.    

Her face was pale. It had only been a night, but she looked much thinner.    

This was her brother, the brother she had trusted for many years in the past. This was her heaven, her guardian.    

But now that Mo Luo had fallen, the Primordial Spirit that was sitting in the secret room had also disappeared.    

Dian Feng placed Mo Luo's body within the Heaven Defying Life Reaching Formation, attempting to revive him in the distant future.    

Only, Dian Feng knew, even if he was resurrected, Xiao Chen and Mo Luo would not be the same two people from before.    

Was it his body that was connected to the spirit, forming the Primordial Spirit again, or was it a reassembled Primordial Spirit? Dian Feng did not know, and no one knew, that because of the Heaven Defying Life Reaching Formation, there was never a fixed result.    

Like Yuan Ling, some of them were perfectly revived and had their bodies connected to the spirit, becoming completely different people.    

But there was nothing he could do now.    

"It's a pity that I haven't mastered the great Dao of spacetime ?" Dian Feng shook his head and sighed.    

If he could travel in time and have Dian Feng reach large success, he could go back to yesterday and change the fate of these two people. The Primordial Spirit dragged them until now, at the point where they disappeared.    

The Space-time Heavenly Monarch had done this before, but Dian Feng was still unable to do it now.    

Further steps are needed.    

Dian Feng made a trip to Chen Feng's seclusion spot.    

Outside the Mount Kunlun.    

Outside the Mount Kunlun, there were a few Archean Devil Seed s that had been lying there for decades. Everyone knew that they were raised by the Xu Tian Immortal Sovereign and no one dared to touch them.    

Of course, they wouldn't just randomly attack people.    

There were currently two Heavenly Cucurbit. One was the Cyan Skinned Immortal Gourd, and the other one was in the Quasi-Monarch Stage Realm.    

The plant with quasi-Monarch Stage was the little Heavenly Cucurbit that Chen Feng had once obtained from the Trial Divine Domain.    

According to the habits and growth of Heavenly Cucurbit, it had only been less than a hundred years, its evolution would not be this fast. However, Heavenly Cucurbit were also different. They could only grow by taking root.    

Chen Feng had been cultivating inside the Zucchini Fructus for thirty years.    

Dian Feng was worried, he suddenly came to visit.    

"Lord Immortal Sovereign ?" The Demonic Vine and Celestial Gourd trembled as they transmitted their greetings to Dian Feng.    

Dian Feng nodded slightly. He stared at the quasi Emperor Heavenly Cucurbit and saw through it.    

Inside the Heavenly Cucurbit, it was like a world of stars. There were countless tiny stars, and the land of darkness was like a starry sky.    

Chen Feng was seated cross-legged in the middle of the sky within the Heavenly Cucurbit.    

The aura of the Great Monarch was already faintly discernible on his body.    

"Phew ?" Dian Feng heaved a sigh of relief. Chen Feng was different from the other two, he was someone who could endure and wait, and he was not anxious in the slightest.    

Chen Feng already had the foundation to break through Monarch Stage, but he was not in a hurry to break through, so he was still accumulating his strength.    

Dian Feng was relieved. He was afraid that something bad would happen to Chen Feng too.    

"From now on, none of you are allowed to stay in seclusion!" After returning to the Dian Mansion, Dian Feng instructed the girls in a stern voice.    

He wanted to be tyrannical, extremely dictatorial, and didn't want anything to happen to the manor. Xiao Chen and Mo Luo's matter had truly frightened him.    

Dian Feng realized that the people around him could leave him at any time. In this world, there were plenty of accidents and natural and man-made disasters.    

"Darling ?" The girls all nodded and looked at Mo Rou.    

Zhu Yun sighed in her heart. Recently, it had been her and Dian Feng's days, but she knew that she had to change it now.    

Ever since she had taken care of her body, she had always wanted a child, because other than her, Goddess Luo and Yao Guang, her sisters had also given birth to children.    

At night, Dian Feng went to Zhu Yun's room, but he was pushed out of the door by Zhu Yun, and laughed: "Junior Sister must be in a bad mood recently, keep her company more."    

Dian Feng nodded emotionally and laughed: "Yun'er, you don't have to worry, we are still young."    

Zhu Yun blushed. She knew she was in a hurry, because she couldn't wait any longer. Dian Feng even had a grandson now!    

"Buzz, buzz, buzz ~ ~ ~"    

Suddenly, there was a familiar aura from the Tianquan Holy Land.    

Dian Feng didn't even need to look to know that with a few powerful Pavilion Elder s, they would have passed away a long time ago.    

"Sigh ?" Seeing the light that dispersed like a meteor, Dian Feng could only sigh, feeling that time was as sharp as knives.    

Dian Feng walked towards Mo Rou's room. On the other side, in Goddess Luo and Yao Guang's pavilion, the two women closed the windows.    

Deep in the night, Zhu Yun, Goddess Luo and Yao Guang, three female emperors sat in the backyard, surrounding a branch of the 'Deathless Immortal Tree Huo Sang', and were cultivating 'Heavenly Art of Longevity s'.    

Hei Tian, this Immortal Medicine Master had told them before, that this would help to increase the probability of conception.