Chapter 247: Li Wanqing Becomes the Human Emperor, Ying Lao is Headless
Bai Ze and Li Wanqing were led to a hall, sitting opposite the Tu Shan Old Ancestor, and explained their idea.
The Tu Shan Old Ancestor said, “You hope that we support this young lady in restoring the lineage of the Human Emperor?”
Bai Ze said, “That’s exactly it.”
The Tu Shan Old Ancestor pondered for a long while, then said, “Alright, you two will stay here in the Xuanyuan Tomb for now, both to seek refuge and for you two to go to the Ten Thousand Mountains Flying Snow.”
Bai Ze: “Ten Thousand Mountains Flying Snow?”
The Tu Shan Old Ancestor said, “That is a picturesque snowy area within the forbidden grounds of the Xuanyuan Tomb, and it is said to be the place where Ji Xuanyuan and his beloved Luo Zu pledged their lifelong commitment.
It is also the only place with a unique scenery within the Xuanyuan Tomb.
And in the Ten Thousand Mountains Flying Snow, there stand the statues of Xuanyuan Huangdi and Luo Zu. These statues contain the supreme Dao rhythm of the Human Emperor. If one can comprehend even a fraction of it, they will benefit immensely.
If this young lady can gain some insight, then she should be able to inherit the mantle of the Xuanyuan Emperor.
If she does not gain any insight, even with Little Brother’s recommendation, my Tu Shan Clan cannot help her.”
“Understood!” Bai Ze said.
The Tu Shan Clan has been living in seclusion for many years, far from the world’s conflicts. How could they agree to Bai Ze’s request so easily? Naturally, they would need to see if Li Wanqing could pass the test.
The Tu Shan Old Ancestor said, “Jiuli, then you will take these two young friends to the Ten Thousand Mountains Flying Snow.”
“Yes, Old Ancestor!”
Su Jiuli got up and led Bai Ze and Li Wanqing into a long corridor. When they emerged from the corridor, they were greeted by a pristine snow-covered mountain.
In the distance were white mountain peaks, and white snowflakes fell from the sky.
It truly was the Ten Thousand Mountains Flying Snow.
“How beautiful!”
Li Wanqing extended her slender jade-like finger and caught a snowflake. The crystal-clear snowflake melted on her jade-like fingertip.
Bai Ze also found the place beautiful. No wonder Ji Xuanyuan wanted to preserve the Ten Thousand Mountains Flying Snow; it must have been a beautiful memory of his with his lover.
“Follow me!”
Su Jiuli said, flying towards a snow mountain ahead. Her red dress fluttered in the swirling snow, making her look so heroic and valiant.
Bai Ze and Li Wanqing followed closely behind.
Soon, they flew to the main peak of the Ten Thousand Mountains Flying Snow. From afar, they saw two statues embracing each other. Those must be Ji Xuanyuan and Luo Zu.
In front of the snow statues was a row of seats, each covered in a thick layer of snow, except for one seat that revealed a jade platform beneath the snow.
The seat without snow was clearly being used for cultivation.
Su Jiuli sat on the seat without snow and said, “The statues in front of you are the first Human Emperor and his beloved. How much you can gain from them depends on your own fortune.”
With that, Su Jiuli ignored Bai Ze and Li Wanqing, focusing on contemplating the statues, snowflakes falling on her jade-like cheeks.
She seemed to have entered some strange state.
Bai Ze waved his hand, blowing away the snow on the two seats. He gestured to Li Wanqing, and they both sat down.
When Bai Ze turned his gaze to the statue of Ji Xuanyuan, he immediately felt the Dao rhythm emanating from him. It was the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth that he had comprehended in his time. Bai Ze immediately entered a profound state.
At this moment, it was as if the mountains, rivers, and earth were himself, and he was every blade of grass and tree in the world.
At this moment, he was the only one supreme in the world.
Boom, boom, boom!
This state was so profound that Bai Ze’s body began to emit a mysterious Dao rhythm.
In the distance, the Tu Shan Old Ancestor and the other members of the Tu Shan Clan were all dumbfounded.
Because on the main peak of the snow mountain, three different Dao rhythms flowed simultaneously, as if they contained all the laws of the world.
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Su Jiuli had been cultivating here for a long time, so it was normal for her to comprehend the Dao rhythm of the Xuanyuan Emperor. But for Bai Ze and Li Wanqing to have such comprehension on their first try, it truly shocked the Tu Shan Clan.
“It took me decades to comprehend a little bit of the Dao rhythm. How can they be like this, with the Dao rhythm pouring out like a vast ocean?”
“You are already very strong to have comprehended a trace of the Dao rhythm in a few decades. I have spent a hundred years and still haven’t comprehended anything.”
“The difference between people is so great.”
The Tu Shan Clan members discussed among themselves, while the Tu Shan Old Ancestor silently watched everything, a look of excitement on his face.
Looking at the current situation, perhaps the human race can truly be revived!
The Tu Shan Clan’s millennia of guarding might finally have a result.
Over there, Li Wanqing saw herself on a battlefield, standing on a war chariot, with thousands of troops behind her and countless demons in front of her.
This was the ancient battlefield of the gods!
Did the Xuanyuan Great Emperor participate in some war?
“Charge!”
With Li Wanqing’s command, thousands of troops charged forward, swords and shadows flashing, the collision of blood and power, sword qi and spells clashing.
The Xuanyuan Emperor consecutively beheaded many ancient gods, using their blood to bathe his entire body, establishing the illustrious reputation of the Human Emperor.
At this moment, Li Wanqing was the Xuanyuan Emperor.
As Li Wanqing continued to fight, the Human Emperor’s aura was continuously absorbed by Li Wanqing, and she felt herself transforming from a Son of Heaven to a Human Emperor.
“She can indeed become the Human Emperor!”
Seeing this scene, the Tu Shan Old Ancestor was shocked. No wonder Bai Ze introduced her; it turned out that this young lady really had the potential to become the Human Emperor.
Over there, Bai Ze also experienced everything that Li Wanqing did. He also arrived at the ancient battlefield of the gods, and also felt that he was the Xuanyuan Great Emperor.
But the difference was that he did not absorb the Human Emperor’s aura, but only sensed the Xuanyuan Emperor’s Dao rhythm.
Boom!
After sensing enough of the Xuanyuan Dao rhythm, his Corpse Emperor Technique advanced again. From the previous Corpse Emperor Sky Support, he advanced to a higher realm: Corpse Emperor Defying Heaven!
In the Hong Gou World, Ying Lao watched all of this, tears streaming down his face!
He never expected Bai Ze to reach such a height. He himself had not even reached the Corpse Emperor Sky Support, let alone Bai Ze’s current realm.
Now, Bai Ze’s Corpse Emperor Technique had reached Corpse Emperor Defying Heaven!
This was also the highest realm of this technique!
In fact, the current Bai Ze, with the realm of Severing One Corpse, could completely kill a Two Corpses Severed Sage!
You must know that the Sage realm is different from the previous realms. In the previous realms, one could challenge across levels, but it was very difficult to do so in the Sage realm.
Because there is too much difference between each level of the Sage realm.
And now Bai Ze is at Severing One Corpse, but his strength is comparable to Severing Two Corpses. This was simply terrifying.
Bai Ze’s spirit arrived in the Hong Gou World. Unlike the icy and snowy world of the Ten Thousand Mountains Flying Snow, it was filled with scorching magma.
And Ying Lao was chained between heaven and earth by huge chains.
Bai Ze first bowed to Ying Lao. Ying Lao was still moved to tears, proud to have such a disciple.
Bai Ze said, “Teacher, it turns out you don’t have a head. Where is your head?”
Although he had not yet broken through to Severing Two Corpses, Bai Ze’s advancement in the Corpse Emperor Technique had already made his strength comparable to a Two Corpses Severed Sage, so he could now see through Ying Lao’s true form.
The head on Ying Lao’s neck was something he had transformed using his divine power. It was not his real head at all.
So, this teacher was always a headless ghost.
