Chapter 14: Divine Invocation

Even with the desire to intervene, there was nothing he could do.

This person had been lurking within the Tianxuan Sacred Land for a long time, yet they had failed to uncover him. His voluntary appearance now must surely be backed by considerable confidence.

Deep within the Tianxuan Sacred Land, inside a thatched hut, Luo Yan fixed his gaze on a stone tablet above him. Upon it was inscribed a secret technique. Just as Luo Yan had suspected, it was the Xing Script Secret.

Luo Yan first recorded the Xing Script Secret within the Sea of Bitterness, then turned his attention to the sole statue inside the hut.

The statue occupied a central position, suggesting that the hut had been built to conceal this very statue.

Though the figure appeared unremarkable, Luo Yan discerned from its sharp features that this must be the ancient great emperor of the Tianxuan Sacred Land: Taihua! Taihua had once ascended to the Dao of Emperor during the twilight of the Primordial Era. In that glorious age of countless tribes, he was among the very few human emperors to achieve the Dao, wielding the imperial weapon Taihua Ancient Book to carve out a realm for humanity.

Legend held that after establishing the Tianxuan Sacred Land in the ancient wilds, Taihua mysteriously vanished—perhaps slain jointly by the Primordial Royal Clan, or perhaps he passed away in secret. No one knew.

Luo Yan’s gaze was piercing as he looked through the statue, noticing an eternal, indelible mark on the statue’s forehead—a seal left by the ancient great emperor, immune to the ravages of time.

“Fellow Daoist, your talent is truly boundless! I observe that your past and future are but void, as if you do not exist within this history!” Suddenly, the mark within the statue stirred, conveying a faint, fragile divine consciousness.

Luo Yan braced himself as if facing a formidable foe.

“Do not fear, fellow Daoist. I bear no ill intent,” the statue’s divine consciousness spoke again, vast and boundless.

“I am merely a seal, placed here by Emperor Taihua’s command to guard against the malevolent corpse beneath.”

Luo Yan’s eyes then fell beneath the hut, where he saw a coffin deeply buried underground. The coffin was forged from a rare, sacred anti-evil wood.

However, the coffin bore some cracks. This relic was capable of suppressing the utmost malevolence and darkness of heaven and earth. Many powerful cultivators in their later years traveled the world seeking such a coffin to restrain themselves, preventing their corpses from generating malignant divine thoughts after death—what the world often referred to as the deity’s lingering will—which could wreak havoc upon the world.

Luo Yan asked, “Is there an imperial corpse suppressed beneath?”

This was earth-shattering news. To think such an imperial corpse capable of producing a divine will was hidden here!

“Long ago, Emperor Taihua battled two Primordial Emperors in a place of unparalleled peril. Secretly, a third Primordial Emperor ambushed him, leaving him gravely wounded. Though he should have had tens of thousands of years left, he was consumed by the Dao’s backlash in his prime and died with resentment.”

Before his death, the great emperor surmised that his hatred might transform into a divine will. He thus split off a portion of his essence to forge this statue, tasked with suppressing his imperial corpse beneath until the divine will was eradicated!

The statue revealed a staggering truth: Emperor Taihua had indeed been assassinated by a Primordial Emperor, and had given rise to a divine will!

Such a majestic emperor meeting such an end ranked him as the second most tragic emperor in history.

In Luo Yan’s mind, the most tragic emperor was naturally the Ascended Emperor of the Ascension Divine Dynasty, who was cruelly cornered and killed in a spring by a ruthless adversary—though he deserved it for crossing such a foe.

“My time is short. The divine will within the imperial corpse grows ever stronger. The suppressive anti-evil wood can barely contain it now. Fellow Daoist, I hope you will convey this message to the world, warning all living beings to be vigilant!”

The statue’s voice grew faint, as though a lamp burning low.

Luo Yan did not immediately respond but stared silently at the statue.

“This matter, for you, fellow Daoist… is but a trivial effort. Yet it can save the world… and all living beings. In the future, you shall surely enjoy boundless blessings!”

The statue’s voice faltered again, barely clinging to existence.

“Though you feign sincerity well, I am certain you are not the seal left by Emperor Taihua!” Luo Yan said, fixing the statue with a steady gaze.

The statue’s voice weakened further: “Why do you say so, fellow Daoist...?”

Examining the mark, Luo Yan said, “This seal was indeed left by Emperor Taihua, but its master has changed! Originally, it was unconscious—now it has awareness. If I’m correct, you are the divine will born from the imperial corpse inside the anti-evil coffin.

An imperial corpse is a supremely rare material for forging supreme imperial weapons. How many exist throughout history? If I spread this news, countless reckless cultivators will come to loot the coffin!

In doing so, you could exploit them to break free!”

The statue fell silent, seemingly pondering.

After a moment, a chilling aura emerged: “Should those Primordial Tribes not perish? They slaughtered my people wantonly, treating the human race as mere fodder. A dignified ancient emperor resorted to such a despicable ambush to extinguish my life’s path. I hate it! I was meant to live tens of thousands of years, yet my life was cut short. I refuse to accept this!

We are both humans. Shall I help those Primordial Tribes who once massacred my race? Release me! I shall exterminate all those Primordial clans!”

Taihua’s hatred toward the Primordial Tribes ran so deep that even after hundreds of thousands of years, the divine will born from his resentment had not been extinguished by the anti-evil coffin. Instead, it seemed to grow stronger, on the verge of breaking free.

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