kingnovel Chapter 916: The Emperor's Rule
Chapter 916: The Emperor's Rule
Yu Wenjianyu has indeed obtained the "Human Emperor's Sutra of Governing the World".
Just as the four of them separated, Yuwen Zhangyu seemed to hear a mysterious call coming from the remaining stumps of Jianmu, which made him confused.
After a pause, Yuwen Zhangyu slowly walked to the remaining Jianmu stump. His eyes were attracted by a strange object, which was a broken sword deeply inserted into the tree roots.
The blade of this broken sword is only three inches long, but surprisingly, there is a broken jade seal embedded in its hilt.
At the missing corner of the jade seal, one could vaguely see half of the four characters "Received the Mandate from Heaven," as if telling a story of distant history. As Yuwen Zhangyu gazed at the broken sword and jade seal, an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.
He slowly knelt on one knee and gently touched the sword with his forehead. At that moment, his vision suddenly became blurred, as if the whole world was instantly turned upside down.
He seemed to have fallen into an ancient dream. In the dream, he saw the ancestors of the human race holding this magic sword and engaging in a thrilling battle with invaders from another world.
On the magic sword, the two ancient seal characters "Xuan Huang" are like two golden dragons, with their fangs and claws bared and flashing dazzling golden light.
Upon closer inspection, this magic sword was forged from ten thousand year old black refined iron. After ten thousand years of being soaked in dragon energy, it seemed to contain endless righteousness, which was awe-inspiring.
On the sword body, blood dyed the inlaid jade seal red, and when the sword broke, the blood of the Human Emperor and the blood of the gods blended with each other.
The broken sword seemed to sense the Ji Xuan bloodline in Yuwen Zhangyu's body, emitting a trembling sound like a dragon's roar. Then, the broken jade seal fragment flew up on its own, as if pulled by an invisible force, and embedded itself directly into the back of his hand.
In an instant, a golden dragon pattern appeared on the back of his hand, flashing with dazzling light.
Yuwen Zhangyu reached out without hesitation to grasp the hilt of the broken sword, then pulled it out with all his strength. Although the sword was already broken, the moment he pulled it out, it unexpectedly re-condensed into a complete dragon-shaped shadow, with the tip of the sword pointing straight to the sky.
At the same time, an ancient scripture appeared in his mind: the "Human Emperor's Scripture of Calming the World." It told him that, using his own bloodline as a catalyst and his human heart as a crucible, he could forge a "Sword of Humanity" that could sever gods, slay demons, and even sever his own inner cowardice.
The dragon-shaped phantom, like a living creature, slowly sank into Yuwen Zhangyu's body. When he stood up, a faint golden dragon wheel suddenly appeared behind him. Within the dragon wheel, the faces of millions of human race members could be vaguely seen. They all shouted in unison, "Suppress the world!"
This scene gradually overlapped with his experience on the floating island—hundreds of millions of human beings had light in their eyes and faith in their hearts.
From the moment he set foot on the floating island, the inheritance training of Human Emperor Island began, and Yu Wen Zhangyu became the youngest inner disciple of Qinglan Sect - Lin Che!
The sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, slapped the side of the black iron ship. Lin Che leaned on the railing and gazed into the distance. At the edge of the sea, the outline of a giant island shrouded in mist slowly emerged. That was the legendary Human Emperor Island, which carried the destiny of the human race.
As the youngest inner sect disciple of Qinglan Sect, he was able to obtain this gilded invitation letter thanks to his stunning battle in the sect competition where he fought against a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the seventh level of Body Tempering.
"Boom!"
A dull vibration came from the bottom of the ship, and the huge black iron ship seemed to be supported by an invisible barrier, and it stopped steadily a hundred feet away from the island shore.
The deck was instantly filled with discussions, and monks from all corners of the world took out their magical weapons. Various colored spiritual lights drew gorgeous arcs on the sea and finally landed on the black reef covered with moss.
Lin Che tapped the side of the boat with his toes, his blue shirt rustling in the strong wind. He didn't rush to the island, but instead focused on observing his surroundings.
The coastline is winding, with dark green sea water flowing between the dark red reefs. Whenever the waves hit the reefs, strange purple foam will appear.
Grayish-white mist was rising from the depths of the island. The outlines of towering ancient trees could be vaguely seen, but no sound of birds or animals could be heard.
"Fellow Daoists, the inheritance of Human Emperor Island opens once every hundred years. Those who can reach here are truly outstanding individuals of the human race." An old man in a purple robe stood in the air, his voice carried across the coast through his true energy. "There are three tests on the island. Only those who pass can obtain the Taoist tradition left by the Human Emperor. But remember, while the inheritance is great, your life is more precious. If you feel you can't hold on any longer, immediately crush the jade talisman in your hand."
As the old man finished speaking, the fog at the end of the coast suddenly surged, forming an archway about ten feet wide. Light and shadows shone within the archway, and stone steps could be vaguely seen extending upwards.
The old man waved his hand, and countless jade talismans of communication floated in the air and drifted towards everyone one by one.
The monks looked at each other, and each of them reached out to take the communication jade talisman and hung it around their waist.
A monk with a beard, broad shoulders and strong arms like a calf laughed three times and rushed towards the fog gate first.
The other monks looked at each other, and they all used their magic weapons to protect themselves, rushing to step into the fog gate.
Lin Che followed closely behind and carefully entered the fog gate, and the scene before him suddenly changed.
There are smooth white jade steps under your feet, and on both sides stand stone figurines holding long spears. The stone figurines have eyes inlaid with red crystals, emitting a faint red light.
At the end of the stone steps is a huge square. In the center of the square stands a ten-foot-high stone tablet, which is engraved with ancient runes and emits a faint golden light.
"The first level is to understand the Dao Heart." An old voice came from the top of the stone tablet. "You must sit quietly before the tablet and face your greatest fear. Only those who can maintain their Dao Heart can enter the next level."
Lin Che found an open space and sat cross-legged. As soon as he closed his eyes, he felt a strange force invading his sea of consciousness.
The scene before him suddenly changed. He seemed to be back in the Qinglan Sect's back mountains ten years ago. His young self was being chased by a ferocious tiger and was forced to flee in panic. In an attempt to protect him, his mother was pierced through the chest by the tiger's claws, and blood stained his clothes red...
"Roar!"
The roar of the tiger exploded in my ears, and the fishy smell hit my face.
Lin Che suddenly opened his eyes, his forehead covered in sweat. He looked at the runes flowing on the stone tablet, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes again.
This time, he activated the Qinglan Sect's mental method, and his mother's dying smile emerged in his sea of consciousness: "A Che, you must live well and become an indomitable cultivator."
The fear in his heart gradually gave way to a firm belief, and Lin Che's eyes became clear. When he opened his eyes again, he found that half of the cultivators in the square had collapsed to the ground, their faces pale, and it was obvious that their Daoist hearts had collapsed.
The light on the top of the stone tablet flickered, and the stone door on one side of the square slowly opened, revealing a passage leading to the depths.
Less than 30% of the monks had passed the first level. They continued along the passage until they reached a vast canyon. On either side of the canyon were cliffs as sharp as a knife, their walls covered in sword and knife marks. At the bottom of the canyon flowed a golden river, its waters emitting a rich spiritual energy.
"The second stage is to strengthen your physical body." The same old voice came from above the canyon. "You must cross the Gangfeng Gorge and reach the other side. The strong winds in the gorge can temper your body, but if you are not careful, it will tear you apart."
Lin Che leaned over to look at the bottom of the valley. Visible air currents were surging in the golden river water. The air currents collided with each other, making sharp whistling sounds. The rocks on the cliff were cut into honeycombs by the strong wind.
Several monks tried to use their skills to jump into the canyon, but they were swept up by the strong wind just when they were halfway in the air. Their protective magic weapons let out a wail and shattered in an instant.
“Although the gale is fierce, the spiritual energy contained in it can nourish the body.” Lin Che thought for a moment, took off his coat, revealing his sturdy body.
He activated his body-tempering technique, his muscles bulging slightly and his skin taking on a pale golden sheen. He didn't leap directly into the canyon, but instead slowly descended along the edge of the cliff, searching for an area where the gale was relatively weak.
When they were still three feet away from the river surface, a violent gust of wind suddenly hit them.
Lin Che crossed his arms in front of his chest. With a "swish" sound, several bloody marks appeared on the skin of his arms.
He groaned and used the force of the strong wind to float to the other side, while practicing his skills to absorb the spiritual energy escaping from the river to repair his injuries.
The strong winds were like countless knives, constantly cutting into his body, the excruciating pain nearly causing him to faint. But every time the spiritual energy flowed into his body, the comfort it brought from repairing his injuries kept him awake.
He was like a fallen leaf swaying in the strong wind. With his tenacious will and exquisite body skills, he finally reached the other side half an hour later.
At this time, his body was covered with scars, but his eyes were bright. His body had been tempered by the strong wind and faintly emitted a stronger aura.
There were only a dozen monks left who had crossed the Gangfeng Gorge. After a short rest, they walked along the mountain road to a magnificent palace.
The entire palace is built of green jade. Above the palace door hang three large ancient seal characters "Human Emperor Palace", and an aura of majesty flows between the lines.
"The third level is to follow the king's way." The palace door slowly opened like an old man in his twilight years, revealing a hall that was as empty as a wilderness.
On the high platform in the center of the hall, there is a purple-gold crown, like a dazzling golden mountain. Nine golden dragon phantoms surround the crown, with their fangs bared and claws dancing, exuding an aura of looking down on the world.
The old man's voice rang out again: "You must wear the Human Emperor's Crown. Those who can withstand the power of the kingly way within the crown will be the heirs of the Human Emperor's legacy."
"If you want to wear the crown, you must first bear its weight"? Lin Che's eyes trembled slightly, as if he was lost in thought, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples to appear.
At this time, a burly monk like a mountain walked up to the platform first, took out the crown as if taking something out of a bag, and put it on his head.
As soon as he put it on, he let out a painful roar as if struck by lightning, his skin cracked like dry earth, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Nine golden dragon phantoms swooped down like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey and penetrated into his body. His body quickly expanded like an inflated balloon, and finally with a "bang", it exploded into a bloody mist like a bomb.
For a moment, the scene was so quiet.
Yet, the purple-gold crown atop the platform shone like the blazing sun into one's heart, a fiery intensity. A cultivator's nature was to defy the will of heaven. A fight could lead to death, or they could ascend to the summit, overlooking all the other mountains.
Several monks in succession had crazy lights flashing in their eyes, fighting desperately like moths to a flame.
It’s a pity that they all ended up with the same tragic end.
Lin Che looked at the crown on the platform. He felt no fear in his heart, only an inexplicable sense of closeness.
He walked slowly up to the platform, and when his fingers touched the crown, a warm power flowed along his arm into his body and merged with his blood.
He placed the crown on his head, and nine golden dragons swirled, emitting a deafening roar. The power of the kingly way surged through his body like a tide. This power was overbearing and majestic, yet not violent. Instead, it flowed joyfully through him, like an old friend reunited after a long absence.
Lin Che's body was suspended in the air, his eyes tightly closed, and countless images emerged in his sea of consciousness:
In ancient times, the Human Emperor was like a towering mountain. Holding a long sword, he led the human race like a god of war and launched a thrilling confrontation with the demon race.
They cut through the wilderness and opened up a vast territory, just like creating an oasis in a barren desert.
The Human Emperor was like a wise mentor, teaching the human race the skills of farming and smelting, allowing the human race to thrive and flourish, just like flowers blooming in spring...
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Che slowly opened his eyes, stars swirling in them. He raised his hand and gently stroked the crown. Nine golden dragon phantoms danced around him, humming in submission.
A deafening roar was heard outside the palace, and the entire Human Emperor Island shook violently. Golden light shot up into the sky, penetrated the clouds, and illuminated all directions.
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, for obtaining the inheritance of the Human Emperor." The surviving cultivators bowed and congratulated him, with envy, awe, and deep regret in their eyes.
Lin Che landed on the ground, his injuries fully healed, his aura becoming even deeper and more profound. He looked at the crowd and said slowly, "The Human Emperor's inheritance doesn't belong to one person, but to the entire human race. Now that I have received this inheritance, I will live up to the Human Emperor's trust and protect the peace of the human race."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge portal appeared in the sky outside the palace, and behind the portal was a familiar coastline.
Lin Che knew that his training had ended, but his responsibilities had just begun.
He turned and gazed into the depths of the Human Emperor Palace, as if he could see the Human Emperor's expectant gaze, and a surge of lofty ambition welled up in his heart. Human Emperor Island gradually faded into the void in a golden glow, and a new legend had just begun.
Almost at the same time, Yuwen Zhangyu felt the power surging within him, feeling both delighted and anxious. He was delighted to have received such a powerful inheritance, yet anxious because he didn't know what kind of future this power would bring him.
At this moment, a mysterious aura descended. An old voice rang out, "Now that you have obtained the Human Emperor's Sutra of World Protection, you must assume the responsibility of protecting the human race."
After saying this, the mysterious aura dissipated.
Yu Wen Zhang clenched his fists and looked into the distance. He had already made a decision in his heart. He would use this power to protect the peace of the human race.
Also, protect the peace of Qingyuan Star!