Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor

Staring at the milky white fracture of the Life and Death Gorge, the Phantom Demon King said excitedly, his eyes filled with greed, having long forgotten Chu Ming.

All of a sudden, the Phantom Demon King turned around, his face full of excitement, "This should be the ruins of the Ancient Emperor Xi Yan Sect. Currently, no one else is here, only the two of us have discovered it first. Why don't we put aside our personal grudges and explore this ruin together?"

Upon hearing this, some information about the Ancient Emperor Xi Yan Sect suddenly surged in Chu Ming's mind. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The Ancient Emperor Xi Yan Sect was a sect from the Ancient Era, considered a major superpower. It had an emperor-level expert and seven or eight Life and Death Realm Kings. In the Ancient Era, it was extremely prestigious.

Unfortunately, during the Ancient Era, Ancient Emperor Xi Yan and many strong human warriors counterattacked the Restricted Area, but were wounded. Ancient Emperor Xi Yan returned to his sect with severe injuries.

However, overnight, the entire Ancient Emperor Xi Yan Sect was mysteriously wiped out, and even Ancient Emperor Xi Yan disappeared without a trace. This has remained an unsolved mystery across the Celestial Martial Continent. After all, although Ancient Emperor Xi Yan was merely a low-level emperor-level expert, he was unparalleled in history, and should not have fallen so easily. However, after searching every corner of the Celestial Martial Continent, the human race found no trace of him, and over time, this piece of history was forgotten.

"Putting aside personal grudges is acceptable, but exploring the ruins together is not; I prefer to act alone!"

Chu Ming's eyes flashed a trace of coldness, then he spoke with a calm expression.

"Alright, then I will go down first!"

The Phantom Demon King did not dwell on this, preferring to act independently anyway. After all, everyone has their own trump cards, and once exposed, they would no longer be trump cards.

The Phantom Demon King's figure flashed and darted towards the milky white Divine Hall. For top-tier Kings like them, the real attraction in the ruins were only a few specific items.

To Chu Ming, the Phantom Demon King was likely looking for the legacy of Ancient Emperor Xi Yan to break through to emperor-level, which was possible but unlikely.

Even if he received Ancient Emperor Xi Yan's legacy, achieving emperor-level would still take five or six years, as it would require time to fully digest the legacy, and finding it was uncertain too.

Swoosh!

Seeing the Phantom Demon King's body disappear outside the milky white Divine Hall, Chu Ming hesitated briefly, then his body flashed and he flew towards the Divine Hall. As he approached, he could distinctly feel a terrifying pressure emanating from the Divine Hall. This oppressive aura, which had subdued countless ancient beings, made Chu Ming very uncomfortable.

Crack!

Chu Ming struck the light barrier outside the Divine Hall with a palm, causing it to shatter like a spider web. He then shot forward to the main entrance of the hall.

The entire Divine Hall was milky white. Although much of it was buried underground, the gate had two exquisitely carved lotus flowers, simple yet ancient in appearance.

Creak!

Chu Ming gently pushed open the gate and stepped inside, his eyes scanning all around, observing everything.

"My Soul Power is actually being restricted here!"

As he walked, Chu Ming circulated his Spiritual Power within, only to find it unhindered. He breathed a sigh of relief. Being restricted in Soul Power was not frightening as long as he had his Spiritual Power, he could at least protect himself.

The Divine Hall had many passages. Upon entering, the Phantom Demon King was nowhere to be seen. In front of Chu Ming was a pool of lotus flowers, exuding a fragrant aroma. The lotuses in the pool bloomed quietly, glowing with vibrant life.

"This isn't an illusion?"

Chu Ming bent down and gently picked a lotus flower from the pool, exhaling deeply.

Swoosh!

At this moment, he heard the sound of something slicing through the air. Instantly, Chu Ming turned to see a black figure hurtling towards him, with two waves of icy slaughter intent sweeping through the void, causing a chill in his heart.

Swoosh!

In the blink of an eye, Chu Ming's right hand converged Hidden Dragon Blood Formation Power, the blood-red aura transforming into a giant hand, striking towards the black figure.

Thud!

"Ugh..."

The black figure was sent flying by a palm strike, crashing into the wall behind it, raising clouds of dust. The walls of the entire Divine Hall were covered with countless Arrays, neutralizing Chu Ming's attack without a stir.

Chu Ming fixed his gaze on the black figure, only to see a man with disheveled hair. His eyes were pale, his face dark and lifeless, with tattered clothes barely covering his body. At the center of his clothes was a blooming blue lotus flower, just like the one carved on the Divine Hall's gate.

"None shall violate the Ancient Emperor Xi Yan Sect, death!!"

The man had no emotion in his violent eyes. After falling, he got up again, his arms swelling, bursting his clothes, yelling ceaselessly from his mouth.

Bang!

The man launched himself like a missile, swinging his fists at Chu Ming. The terrifying pressure shattered the air continuously. Seeing this, Chu Ming frowned; it was evident this man had been dead for a long time. If he guessed right, he was a member of the Ancient Emperor Xi Yan Sect, but why he ended up like this was unknown.

Moreover, the man's cultivation wasn't strong, only at the peak of the Realm of Transcendence, yet his combat power was comparable to that of an advanced half-step Life and Death Realm King.

Bang!

Chu Ming stepped forward, his right hand forming an empty grip. Time and space twisted, the entire hall fell silent. Blood light surged, activating the Hidden Dragon Blood Formation Power.

Crack!

The man's body was instantly shattered by Chu Ming, leaving no trace of blood.

Chu Ming lightly beckoned with his hand, and a palm-sized token appeared in his hand. On its front were several large characters carved in an intricate pattern—"Law Enforcement Hall · Zhao Wuji!"

"This should be the identity token of a member of the Ancient Emperor Xi Yan Sect!"

Chu Ming put the token in his Storage Ring and walked past the pool to the other side. The entire Divine Hall was not brightly lit, but an unknown light source illuminated everything clearly for Chu Ming to see.

...

Celestial Realm.

Originally just a small region, word somehow spread that there were newly emergent ruins here, attracting strong Martial Artists from other regions, making the Celestial Realm bustling with activity.

In a tavern, an amiable elderly man held a cup of wine in his right hand, chatting animatedly.

"They say that upon entering the Celestial Travel Sect, Lord Chu Ming showed exceptional talent, scoring full marks in perception alone during the test. His total score even broke the historical record of the Celestial Travel Sect, unprecedented..."