Chapter 64: Stone Emperor

With the fall of a Great Saint, the expressions of the powerful figures among the Primordial Myriad Clans darkened instantly.

"Fellow Daoist Wancheng, please stay your hand! We can talk things over peacefully!" Great Saint Wanhun felt his heart palpitate as he sensed a fatal crisis emanating from the Desolate Pagoda.

Lü Jingshun immediately shouted defiantly, "You a bunch of old hags, truly shameless as hell! Why didn't you talk things over peacefully when you were bullying Qingdi with Supreme Imperial Weapons just now? Now that you can't win, you put on such a benevolent and amicable face for who to see? Big Brother Wancheng, suppress and kill them! It's best if you suppress their Ancient Imperial Weapons as well!"

Great Saint Wanhun's expression was gloomy. The murderous intent cascading down from the Desolate Pagoda above was fully manifested, and at this moment, the Supreme Imperial Weapon was vaguely being suppressed.

"As expected of the supreme treasure of the Eastern Wilderness! The legendary immortal artifact, capable of suppressing two Ancient Imperial Weapons and three peerless Saint Weapons the moment it strikes!"

"What a pity that our Central Plains' Cauldron for Becoming an Immortal went missing without a trace hundreds of thousands of years ago..."

"One of the most famous immortal artifacts from ancient times to the present, it truly lives up to its reputation!"

Human powerhouses transmitted their voices to one another, marveling at the might of the Desolate Pagoda. Rumored to be an immortal artifact capable of shaking and slaying Great Emperors in ancient times, it was indeed well-deserved! Being able to suppress even Ancient Imperial Weapons was simply shocking to the world.

"Lord Shihuang, save me!" Seeing the Desolate Pagoda descend from the sky, almost suppressing the crown of his head, Great Saint Wanhun watched as the Ancient Imperial Weapon in his hand gradually lost its luster. The deity residing within it was steadily placed at a disadvantage in the clash, and its supreme laws were gradually contracting.

If this continued, he might be suppressed and slain beneath the Desolate Pagoda. These immortal artifacts were far too famous throughout history; the number of powerful figures they had suppressed and killed could not be counted on both hands.

From within Undead Mountain, a towering figure surged forth like crashing waves. Heaven and earth seemed to be imprisoned, oppressive and suffocating, as a supreme suppression originating from the hierarchy of life swept across every corner of Beidou.

Divine light paved the way, and laws permeated the air. Everyone seemed to faintly catch sight of Undead Mountain—a range of terrifying black mountains, some towering into the clouds, others crouching upon the earth like resting oxen, wreathed in mist and brimming with majestic grandeur.

There were stone figures with missing limbs, crows circling in the sky, and motionless boulders like unyielding mountains. These were all spirits of nature, stone-born lifeforms nurtured over endless years.

From the depths of the stone mountains came a deep roar: "Human race... you have gone too far!"

"Boom—"

A Ji family Saint was greatly startled; the imperial weapon of their clan, the Void Mirror, had actually awakened on its own!

Radiating boundless imperial might, the supreme pressure pointed directly at Undead Mountain.

Rumored to have been the case back then, the Void Emperor had single-handedly broken into the depths of Undead Mountain, forcing the powerful entities within to make a certain pact.

"I know, you don't need to tell me! I will naturally abide by the oath of that year, and I shall not leave Undead Mountain! But that person belongs to my Holy Spirit lineage; anyone can die, but he alone cannot!" The deep voice rumbled from within Undead Mountain once more.

Countless cultivators across the world were moved. The mysterious figure who had guided Great Saint Wanhun in his youth turned out to be a powerful entity residing within Undead Mountain!

Coupled with that earlier reference to "Shihuang," many cultivators felt their hearts sink. They arrived at a spine-chilling speculation: could the mysterious entity within Undead Mountain be an ancient Holy Spirit who had achieved the Dao and become an Ancient Emperor?

"The human race is in peril!"

Quite a few human cultivators felt as though a death sentence had already been passed upon them.

A living Supreme Being of a Forbidden Zone...

Everyone could not help but recall once again how, three hundred years ago, another Supreme Being had similarly taken action to capture and kill Qingdi. Could it be that this time, another Forbidden Zone Supreme Being was about to be provoked?

"The forbidden zones belong to the forbidden zones, and the mortal world belongs to the mortal world! If you dare to make a move, I will certainly break into the forbidden zone and take your life in person!" Luo Yan stepped forward.

Everyone followed the voice and looked over. It was a somewhat weary-looking youth who, upon entering the Jade Pool Sacred Land, had remained silent and entirely focused on eating spiritual fruits, drawing almost no attention to himself. Yet at this moment, he uttered such domineering words.

Even Lü Jingshun was dumbfounded. "Brother Luo... that is a supreme existence within a Life Forbidden Zone, most likely an Ancient Emperor... Don't talk nonsense!"

"You were like this three hundred years ago, and your aura remains just the same after three hundred years! A dying man, what is the point of stubbornly holding on?" Such words were transmitted by that Supreme Being within Undead Mountain.

The hearts of the human cultivators thumped wildly, a suspicion sprouting in their minds: could this person be the human powerhouse who had repelled the Red Demon Heavenly Venerable that day?

He had arrived at the scene, only choosing to remain hidden!

"Aren't you the same? Death will come sooner or later, why do you people hide inside and cower in survival?"

"How can the grand aspirations of a swan be fathomed by frogs at the bottom of a well? Even though you and I dwell in the same realm, my ambitions are not something you can imagine!" Within Undead Mountain, a tall figure was reflected. The mere revelation of a corner of his true form caused heaven and earth to lose their luster.

"Do you think that being able to stand and speak with me right now gives you the strength to fight me? If I wish it, killing you is as simple as crushing an ant!" That figure continued to send down his words, his murderous intent concealed yet ever-present.

Luo Yan took a step forward, standing above the Jade Pool Sacred Land. A tattered mirror appeared above his head, reflecting the myriad realms and radiating brilliant light.

The mysterious mist within Undead Mountain was torn apart in a mere instant, illuminating the secrets deep within Undead Mountain.

Exceeding everyone's imagination, it was not some terrifying demonic land, but rather a utopia, pure and natural, bearing no resemblance whatsoever to what should exist within a forbidden zone.

A peach orchard with falling blossoms drifting about. A few thatched cottages returning to simplicity and truth.

An ancient turtle crawled slowly forward; it was the ultimate divine medicine of longevity—the Basalt Undead Medicine!

Three figures stood here: one stood proudly in the front like a demonic god, wielding a murderous black divine weapon.

Another was an extremely aged old man, exuding an aura of extreme decay and twilight just like Luo Yan, though slightly lighter than Luo Yan's.

The final one was an ordinary-looking youth, yet his body harbored unimaginably terrifying fluctuations.

Countless years had passed, and countless human Great Emperors had marched into battle here. The Void Emperor, the Hengyu Emperor, and the Wushi Emperor had all broken into Undead Mountain, fighting fiercely and slaying an unknown number of ancient supreme beings.

Now, only three remained.

"A mere junior, arrogant and ignorant, do you dare to come to Undead Mountain for a battle?" He was formidable, belonging to the absolute pinnacle of Great Emperors throughout the ages, capable of surviving to this day with extraordinary distinction! Calling him the strongest lifeform of ancient times was hardly an exaggeration.

"Moron!"

"What did you say?" His face sank.

The two conversed across the void; none below the level of a Saint could peer into it. That was the divine might belonging to alternative Emperors, and those who stared directly at it would bear immense pressure.

Normally, Luo Yan restrained his aura, disguising himself as an ordinary person, but now his aura as an Emperor manifested unhidden, shaking the eight desolate realms.

"Did you not hear clearly? I called you a moron! You already said you have a way to kill me, yet you expect me to run in there and fight you? Are you out of your mind, or am I?"

Hearing such a reply, even without witnessing the clash between the two alternative Emperors, one could easily picture the scene.

The words of this senior of the human race were truly words of gold and jade!

Fighting to the death was the behavior of a fool.

Averting the sharp edge of the enemy was the true mark of great wisdom.

"However, I reckon you wouldn't dare to come out either. If you were to leave Undead Mountain and undergo an ultimate sublimation, the price you would pay would undoubtedly be immense, perhaps causing you to fail to last until the opening of that special era! Perhaps staying within Undead Mountain allows you to mitigate the consequences after an ultimate sublimation, enabling you to survive it!" Luo Yan had seen right through this person's intentions.