Chapter 257: Chapter 254: The Great Battle_1
"I will say it one last time: hand over the legacy!" the Kylin Great Emperor stated indifferently. A terrifying aura soared into the heavens, changing the climate in Qilin Square. The once-clear sky became shrouded in dark clouds, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling.
When the Emperor is angry, the very heavens change!
Everyone in the square trembled with fear; no one could look directly at the Kylin Great Emperor.
Inside Qin Wudao’s Dantian, the Kunlun Bell vibrated intensely, as if eager to act, to suppress miscreants and reclaim its fearsome reputation from Ancient Times.
Young Master, do you need my help? Kun Daoist, aware of the situation outside through the Kunlun Bell, asked with palpable murderous intent. A mere Great Emperor Martial Artist dares to speak so insolently before the Young Master? He’s courting death!
"No need," Qin Wudao replied after a moment’s thought, declining Kun Daoist’s offer. He could not yet reveal the Kunlun Bell’s existence; an Innate Spirit Treasure would undoubtedly send shockwaves across the continent.
Although there are supposedly no Immortal Realm powerhouses on the continent, what if that’s not true? The East Border has the Kunlun Secret Realm; what then of the South Territory, North Territory, West Territory, and the Middle Region, teeming with countless powerhouses? Could there be other secret realms?
"I, too, will say it again: if you want the legacy, then come and take it!" Qin Wudao declared firmly, raising his head to meet the Kylin Great Emperor’s gaze without a trace of fear.
"You’re seeking death!" The Kylin Great Emperor’s expression turned utterly grim. His concealed murderous intent erupted without restraint as his hands moved through a series of gestures, forming a cyan-black profound seal shaped like a skull, radiating an evil aura.
"The Soul-searching Seal!" Shu Qingyun, the master of the Purple Cloud Sect, exclaimed, his face filled with disgust.
The secret technique employed by the Kylin Great Emperor had a notorious origin. It was rumored to be a secret art of the Evil Race, capable of prying into a creature’s memories. However, the consequence was a damaged soul, condemning the victim to idiocy. Due to its potent effects and horrifying side effects, the Soul-searching Seal was classified as an evil technique, and its practice was forbidden.
Ironically, the order to ban the practice of the Soul-searching Seal was issued by an ancestor of the Kylin Sacred Land. Qin Wudao’s expression shifted slightly. He, too, had heard of the infamous Soul-searching Seal. He had never expected the supposedly upright and honorable Kylin Great Emperor to cultivate such a technique.
Several hundred yards away, Shen Youlin was secretly elated. The Kylin Great Emperor’s use of the Soul-searching Seal would not only avenge him but also allow him to obtain the legacy of Kunlun Supreme. He looked at Qin Wudao, his eyes glinting with triumph. So what if your cultivation is high? So what if you can defeat me? You still have to die! All your efforts will have been for nothing, only benefiting me!
"Issue the order: seal off the Kylin Sacred Land! Forbid anyone from entering or exiting!" After forming the Soul-searching Seal, the Kylin Great Emperor did not immediately apply it. Instead, he scanned his surroundings and commanded in a deep voice. How could anyone who knows his secret be allowed to leave? Indeed! He is prepared to commit a massacre! Firstly, to preserve his reputation and that of the Sacred Land; secondly, to conceal the matter of Kunlun Supreme’s legacy!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
From the distant Void, armies descended. The soldiers were clad in armor and wielded sharp weapons; all possessed cultivation above the Heavenly Realm. Martial Artists who had achieved Reaching the Holy Realm were numerous, and there were even a few Semi-Emperor auras among them.
After encircling Qilin Square, they activated a formation, sealing the Void for thousands of miles. Not even a mosquito could fly in.
"Great Emperor, what is the meaning of this?" Wei Gongheng, the Dominant Ancient Emperor, asked anxiously, realizing he too was within the encirclement. How can this be? I am your loyal subordinate!
"Kill everyone except the disciples of the Sacred Land!" the Kylin Great Emperor ordered coldly. Between his subordinate and his reputation, he unhesitatingly chose the latter.
What does a subordinate matter? The Sacred Land could casually nurture several factions, none weaker than the Dominant Ancient Court, with but a single hair plucked from its hide!
"Kill!" A commander from the Sacred Land drew his sword and bellowed the command.
"KILL! KILL! KILL!"
The Sacred Land Legion roared, their potent battle intent exploding forth as they charged with weapons drawn. Terrifying killing intent rolled out like a vast ocean, sweeping across heaven and earth. Bloody waves surged, threatening to devour everything.
"Great Emperor, I surrender! I haven’t seen anything! Please, don’t kill me!" Many faction leaders panicked, their faces deathly pale as they pleaded desperately.
However, no matter how much they begged, the Kylin Great Emperor’s expression remained unchanged. The charging Sacred Land Legion also sprinted into the square emotionlessly, reaping lives like ruthless killing machines.
"ARGH..."
In the first wave of the charge, many faction leaders were slain, and numerous renowned young talents fell one after another, utterly defenseless.
The pristine ground was stained crimson with fresh blood. Corpses lay strewn haphazardly, their faces frozen in the terror of their final moments.
"Fight them!" The surviving experts from the various factions, knowing the Kylin Great Emperor would not relent, ceased their pleas. They brandished their weapons, prepared for a desperate battle to carve out a bloody path to escape.
BOOM! RUMBLE!
The clash of weapons echoed incessantly. Facing certain death, these experts erupted with formidable combat prowess, actually managing to resist the onslaught of the Sacred Land Legion.
"Now, it’s your turn!" The Kylin Great Emperor ignored the battlefield and walked towards Qin Wudao, preparing to use the Soul-searching Seal.
"System, use the Great Emperor Soul Clone!" Qin Wudao calmly instructed.
"DING! Congratulations, Host. Activating Great Emperor Clone. Summoning in progress through the time-space tunnel..."
As the system’s notification sounded, a spatial fissure appeared above Qin Wudao’s head. A gleaming battle spear shot out, flying towards the Kylin Great Emperor.
A piercing aura swept across the sky! The entire Qilin Square trembled violently. Everyone felt immense pressure; even the Semi-Emperors’ hearts quaked.
"The aura of a Great Emperor?" the Kylin Great Emperor exclaimed in surprise. With a wave of his right hand, the Kylin Sword, which had been with Shen Youlin, flew towards him, emitting a brilliant crimson glow, resembling a galloping Kylin.
SWOOSH!
The Sword Qi tore through the air, carrying with it an immense fiery Kylin phantom, spanning thousands of yards.
BOOM!
The two terrifying attacks collided. The violent shockwave enveloped nearby young talents, who all exploded and died instantly.
Qin Wudao was also within the range of the shockwave, but just as it was about to reach him, a silver-armored, imposing general appeared before him, dispersing the approaching force.
"Zhao Yun!" Qin Wudao stared at the familiar figure, shocked and utterly bewildered. Wasn’t Zhao Yun in the Imperial Capital?
"DING! This Zhao Yun is one who has broken through to the Great Emperor Realm, not the Zhao Yun from the Imperial Capital!" the system explained.
Realization dawned on Qin Wudao as he silently marveled at the system’s power to even connect to future timelines.
After the shockwave dissipated, the Kylin Great Emperor asked in a grave voice, "Who might you be?" He began to rack his brain, considering Zhao Yun’s identity. He mentally reviewed all the Great Emperor Martial Artists he knew, but none matched this figure. A Great Emperor he had never seen before? Was he from the North Territory? Or the South Territory? Or perhaps... the Middle Region?
"Zhao Yun of the Great Qin Dynasty!" Zhao Yun declared proudly, standing ramrod straight. A pervasive spear aura emanated from him, seeming to encompass the heavens and earth.