The Legend of Futian

Chapter 2299: The Great Emperor?

"Stand back…" a voice called out.

Various top cultivators back down. Renhuang Chen, who was protecting the cultivators of the Heavenly Mandate Academy, also said, "Stand back for now. This corpse king is terrifying."

A giant-level figure had been killed with one blow so easily. The corpse king's combat ability was astonishing. Cultivators who had not survived a divine tribulation would find it difficult to take a stand against the corpse king. Even Tribulation level cultivators were having a hard time fighting him.

"It is already too late," said Emperor Xi. A sorrowful wail could be heard all around them. They were all trapped in this domain of rhythm. The storm of rhythm that surrounded the vast space merged with the hum of swords and became a mournful wail of swords. It blocked out the sky and enveloped all the cultivators.

In the ruined city, rhythm still floated out non-stop from within the grave towards the figure of the corpse king. There were certainly secrets hidden within the grave. It was also highly likely that it was the secret to the Divine Requiem. Could it truly be as Lord Luo had speculated and that the Great Emperor existed in a different form in the world now?

If not, how could such a powerful rhythm be created?

"Seal off your senses. Do not let the rhythm affect you," someone reminded loudly. The grievous wails persisted. It directly affected the spiritual souls of the cultivators. The thick sense of sorrow pierced straight through to the hearts of the cultivators. If this continued, they would succumb to endless despair under the rhythm and would not be able to break free from its grasp.

Many giant-level figures were already severely affected and had lost their will to fight.

"Elder, may I trouble you to guard my body?" Ye Futian asked. As he said this, his spiritual soul left his body and entered into the sacred remains of Shenjia the Great Emperor. With his current Plane in this domain, Ye Futian could not withstand a single blow to his body.

Right then, a suffocating pressure appeared in the heavens and the earth. The sorrowful, wailing Sword Will in the sky trembled. There was a loud rumble. Someone immediately shattered the domain and entered the area. Many people raised their heads and looked at the person who had arrived. Their hearts were trembling.

Before this, cultivators from the various top forces had already informed their clans or forces to send over super cultivators who had survived the second divine tribulation. It seemed that someone had arrived.

The corpse king raised his head and swept a glance at the other party. He then raised a finger, and immediately cold Sword Will howled as it charged towards the other party. A frightening pattern of the Great Path appeared before the person who had arrived, blocking out the sky. When the sorrowful Sword Will stabbed forward, it actually sank straight into the pattern.

Another extremely powerful aura descended and appeared above. Clearly, the second super cultivator had arrived.

How could the relic of a Great Emperor appearing in the Void Realm not cause a commotion?

Even the top super cultivators could not resist coming over to take a look to see whether there was a Great Emperor level existence here.

After a short while, in the surrounding void, many super cultivators appeared. These people were definitely rare sights to behold. They stood at the very top, high above everyone else. After the Great Emperor, they were the strongest existences. They were the backbone of their forces and controlled superpowers. An example was Taichu Saint Emperor. He was already a cultivator at the top of the pyramid and was the ruler of the Taichu Domain.

For cultivators of this level, their greatest obsession was the Great Emperor Plane. However, it was almost impossible for them to reach this Plane. Ever since the collapse of the Heavenly Path, how many Great Emperors had there been?

No matter how talented these cultivators were, the Great Emperor Plane was always beyond their reach.

After they arrived, they stared at these ancient corpses. Had these corpses been given life?

Where was the rhythm coming from?

As they pondered on this, they immediately stepped forward toward the grave. They wanted to see what secrets were hidden within. Were the remains of Shenyin the Great buried within this ruined city on the back of a Dragon Turtle?

The ancient corpses around the grave charged towards the cultivators who were approaching them. Sword Will howled sorrowfully and rained down. However, the people who had arrived this time were powerful existences. A cultivator from the Dark World lifted a finger and the ancient corpse charging towards him became a pile of shriveled bones. It disappeared gradually and turned to ash.

Another cultivator slashed out with his own Sword Will. The space was instantly shattered, and everything in its path was annihilated. Even the space before him was shredded into pieces, let alone the corpses. They were immediately reduced to nothing.

Another cultivator merely waved his hand, and the ancient corpses were disintegrated. This was the absolute suppression of Planes. Once one reached this Plane, the difference between each Plane was insurmountable. Cultivators who survived the second divine tribulation could not be compared with those who only survived the first. The latter could be suppressed with a mere wave of a hand by the former.

In an instant, most of the ancient corpses were destroyed. Only the corpse king was left standing there. He was staring at the cultivators who were approaching him with his deep gaze.

The corpse king might have also been an existence who survived the second divine tribulation. Alas, he was but a corpse now. He couldn't wield the same level of combat ability as he did when he was still alive. He had been weakened greatly. It was most likely impossible for him to deal with these super cultivators by just activating the rhythm.

"Sorry for the offense," one of the cultivators apologized. He then lifted his hand and pointed a finger forwards. The space in front of him instantly collapsed and shattered. A frightening black hole appeared. This space could not withstand an attack of a cultivator of this level. A simple attack would cause the Great Path to collapse.

The other cultivators also attacked at the same time, aiming their attacks at the corpse king. Astonishing powers swept towards the figure of the corpse king simultaneously. The crowd could predict what the outcome would be; the corpse king would certainly be decimated by these attacks.

At this moment, a menacing divine light surged from within the grave. The light transformed into the storm of rhythm which enveloped the corpse king. Many attacks landed at the same time, flooding the entire space where the corpse king was. However, after the destructive storm dissipated, the cultivators noticed that the corpse king was still standing tall, unharmed by the attacks. An even more frightening aura permeated from his body. The light from within the grave surged into his body frenziedly.

The surrounding cultivators frowned. The corpse king was not eradicated even when faced with such attacks from the crowd.

Furthermore, they could vaguely sense that the aura of the corpse king was undergoing metamorphosis. It was becoming stronger. An unparalleled might emanated from the corpse king, causing the cultivators to feel an overbearing pressure.

It was the might of a Great Emperor.

As expected, it was the aura of a Great Emperor. Could it be that the will of the Great Emperor was really hidden in the grave?

Moreover, the user could control this might so freely. The thing hidden in the grave would most likely not just be the will of the Great Emperor.

The hearts of all the cultivators quivered. Even those who had experienced the second divine tribulation found it hard to remain calm at this moment. Could it be that Shenyin the Great was really still alive?

More and more cultivators found themselves believing the words of Lord Luo. Perhaps he was right. The Great Emperor might still be alive in another form. He might have even retained his consciousness. If that was the case, then the thing hidden in the grave was…