Chapter 1831: Divine Wood Blood
"Central Wasteland, Sword Pavilion rules as king!"
In the current Eight Wastelands, the Central Wasteland was dominated by the Wen Clan, who held supreme power. Although the Sword Pavilion had the Skyless Sword Emperor and had never suffered any direct impact, the Skyless Sword Emperor paid no heed to external affairs. The people of the Sword Pavilion could not influence him, so the Pavilion remained under the lingering shadow of the Wen Clan's authority. To claim kingship over the Central Wasteland seemed impossible now. Even Wen Aoxue of the Wen Clan had already stepped into the Low-rank Emperor realm, becoming a prodigy of her generation.
As many in the Eight Wastelands said, the era of the previous generation's heroes and monstrous talents was indeed a grand and magnificent age. Not to mention those monstrous figures who had vanished from the Eight Wastelands, even those who appeared later—Xue Biyao, Feng Ling'er, and Wen Aoxue—had all entered the Martial Emperor realm. As for those geniuses who disappeared from the Eight Wastelands, many possessed even more terrifying talent. For instance, the eleven disciples of the Heavenly Terrace Sect in the past were each extraordinary and transcendent, detached from worldly concerns. On the battle platform of the Covenant of All Emperors, they astonished past and present. At that time, Wen Aoxue and Xue Biyao could not compete with them at all. It could be imagined that if those people were still alive, they would surely have stepped into the Martial Emperor realm and would only be stronger.
Unfortunately, the passage to the Great World seemed to be accessible only during that period of turmoil. Later, it was sealed off again, and the emperors and monstrous young figures who left never reappeared.
But now, Lin Feng stood outside the Sword Pavilion.
"Young Master." The crowd hesitated for a moment, then slightly bowed. Even though Lin Feng had not become an emperor, with his terrifying combat power, he was undoubtedly invincible below the Martial Emperor realm. But it was a pity—even Wen Aoxue and the others had become emperors. Why hadn't Lin Feng? What had he experienced?
"Sword Tomb, is the Sword Emperor here?" Lin Feng asked Sword Tomb. Sword Tomb nodded slightly: "Young Master, the Sword Emperor senior sealed off the Sword Grave. After you left, no one dared to enter the Sword Grave to disturb him. Whether he is still there now, I am not sure."
"Mm." Lin Feng nodded slightly, then lifted his foot and stepped into the Sword Pavilion.
"Young Master." Sword Tomb called out, making Lin Feng pause and turn back to look at him.
"Please, Young Master, persuade the Sword Emperor ancestor." Sword Tomb bowed deeply to Lin Feng. His entire life had been dedicated to strengthening the Sword Pavilion, yet the Sword Emperor senior was right there in the Pavilion but ignored its affairs, causing him pain. Now that Lin Feng had returned but not become an emperor, their only hope lay with the Sword Emperor ancestor. Sword Wubei's cultivation had also reached the peak of the Venerable Martial realm. He hoped the ancestor could lend him a hand.
Hearing Sword Tomb's words, Lin Feng naturally understood his meaning. His eyes flickered, and then he said: "From now on, the Sword Pavilion rules as king over the Eight Wastelands."
With that, Lin Feng stepped into the Sword Pavilion, leaving Sword Tomb and the others momentarily stunned. The Sword Pavilion, king of the Eight Wastelands? Was that possible?
Could Lin Feng really persuade the Sword Emperor senior?
Lin Feng entered the Sword Pavilion and headed straight for the Sword Grave. Outside the Sword Grave, a layer of sword barrier sealed the entire area. Lin Feng looked at this barrier, which even seemed to block sound. He wondered how the Skyless Sword Emperor senior was doing.
"Boom!" Lin Feng suddenly threw a punch, striking the sword barrier fiercely. Instantly, the barrier cracked and dissipated like invisible sword energy. Lin Feng's figure flickered, and he stepped into the Sword Grave.
Inside the Sword Grave, an old man was sitting cross-legged. This old man was now covered in wrinkles, his face aged, and his hair completely white. Lin Feng's expression tightened, and his heart twitched. How could this be?
The old man slowly opened his eyes, his dim gaze lacking much vitality. Lin Feng could hardly imagine that this old man was the same Sword Emperor senior who once dominated the world, whose single sword strike forced a Mid-rank Emperor of the Thunder Punishment Immortal Palace to open a passage. That peerless demeanor seemed as if it had never existed.
"You're here." The old man saw Lin Feng and revealed a quiet smile, giving off a sense of desolation.
"Senior, what happened to you?" Lin Feng didn't understand why the Skyless Sword Emperor was like this. Had his injuries from the past really been that severe?
"The oil lamp is running dry." The old man smiled calmly. "I was severely injured in the past and hid in the Sword Pavilion. Because of your appearance, I went out a few times. In truth, I had selfish motives—I hoped that when you grew up, you could help me recover. But time waits for no one. A few years ago, my enemies found me. I had to use a powerful ability I couldn't fully control to intimidate them, preventing them from attacking the Sword Pavilion. But only I know my current condition."
As he spoke, a faint sadness flowed from him. "Time has left me little. And you still haven't stepped into the Martial Emperor realm. It seems heaven wants to destroy me. Lin Feng, sit down. I will pass on everything I have learned to you. The Sword Pavilion is yours to take care of."
Hearing the old man's words, Lin Feng sighed deeply. Did the Skyless Sword Emperor really not care about the Sword Pavilion?
This was his root. The people of the Sword Pavilion were all his descendants. As the Sword Emperor aged, he even sealed this place with a sword barrier to prevent anyone from knowing his condition. That way, even if he died in the Sword Grave one day, no one would know. And if no one knew, it would serve as an invisible deterrent to the entire small world, ensuring no one dared to touch the Sword Pavilion for generations.
"Senior, your painstaking efforts should not be bound by fate." Lin Feng said calmly, then walked to the old man's side, slowly crouched down, and placed his hand on the Skyless Sword Emperor. Instantly, a surging life force continuously seeped into the Skyless Sword Emperor's body. This endless, unceasing law power wildly cleansed every part of the old man's body, causing his aged form to radiate vitality once more. Even more striking was the light in the old man's eyes—sharp and brilliant. This was law power, and such surging law power could not belong to an Invincible Sovereign Lord who merely controlled laws.
"Have you entered the Martial Emperor realm?" the Skyless Sword Emperor asked Lin Feng.
"Does senior think Lin Feng is so dull?" Lin Feng replied with a smile, the life law power seemingly endless.
"Worry clouds the mind. I truly am getting old and foolish. I forgot that I set up a sword barrier outside. If you hadn't become an emperor, how could you have broken it? It seems you've cultivated a powerful concealment technique that even fooled me. But even if you use life law power to extend my life, it's useless. At most, it boosts my vitality. The injuries remain, and one day I will leave." The Skyless Sword Emperor sighed. At this moment, his white hair had turned black, and a hint of vigor returned.
"That's not necessarily true." Lin Feng murmured, then withdrew his hand. Now that the Skyless Sword Emperor had vitality, all that remained was to heal his injuries. Lin Feng walked out, and a series of terrifying, indestructible sword barriers appeared, sealing off this space with swords. When he returned to the Sword Grave, Lin Feng moved his mind, and a massive pitch-black ancient tree appeared, instantly transforming into a black wood. However, an incredibly terrifying law power suddenly spread out, filling the entire void.
"An ancient tree, black wood, such strong law power—far more than one kind of law, like the origin of all laws." The Skyless Sword Emperor stared at the black wood floating in the void, shock in his eyes. He turned to Lin Feng.
"What is this?"
"The Celestial Marsh Divine Wood," Lin Feng said calmly. The Skyless Sword Emperor's heart twitched, his shock deepening. He stared at Lin Feng and said: "The legendary artifact that possesses the power of all laws, the sentient Celestial Marsh Divine Wood?"
"Divine Wood blood can also heal all law-based injuries." Lin Feng waved his hand, and the Celestial Marsh Divine Wood descended above the Skyless Sword Emperor's head. The old man's eyes were no longer dim but filled with a terrifying sharpness—the sharpness of a sword, as if he had regained his former glory. The Celestial Marsh Divine Wood could heal all law-based injuries. Lin Feng had brought him the Divine Wood from the Great World.
"Senior, I will guide the Divine Wood blood to wash your body and heal your injuries," Lin Feng said. The Skyless Sword Emperor didn't stand on ceremony and nodded directly. Lin Feng moved his mind, communicating with the Divine Wood. Instantly, the Celestial Marsh Divine Wood released a dazzling radiance, and then drops of Divine Wood blood dripped from it, heading straight for the Skyless Sword Emperor. As the blood entered his body, a terrifying power of all laws washed his flesh and blood anew. Even his entire body burst with endless light, causing the Sword Grave to crack, as if it were reshaping a body of all laws for him. The Skyless Sword Emperor's eyes blazed with extreme sharpness.
Another drop of essence blood descended onto the Skyless Sword Emperor. A terrifying force swept through the void, and the Skyless Sword Emperor roared: "Lin Feng, take back the Divine Wood! Two drops of Divine Wood blood are enough. Don't waste such a treasure."
The Skyless Sword Emperor was not a selfish man. He could feel how precious this Celestial Marsh Divine Wood blood was. Two drops were already enough for him to slowly absorb and endure. Lin Feng had brought the Divine Wood from the Great World for him; how could he be too greedy and keep demanding more Divine Wood blood?
"One more drop." Lin Feng sensed the overwhelming sword intent erupting from the Skyless Sword Emperor's body and thought to himself. Perhaps this Divine Wood blood could help the Sword Emperor senior reach another level. The Celestial Marsh Divine Wood had a hundred drops of essence blood, each requiring several hundred years to condense, making them extremely precious. Lin Feng used three drops on the Skyless Sword Emperor.
Afterward, Lin Feng's figure flickered away from the Sword Emperor, simultaneously using his array dao power to seal off the area. In the Sword Pavilion, figures flashed wildly, arriving at this spot, their eyes fixed on Lin Feng. They clearly felt a terrifying law power. Why had Lin Feng sealed the inside? What had happened to the Sword Emperor senior?
"Young Master!" Sword Tomb called out to Lin Feng. Lin Feng turned his gaze to Sword Tomb and the others and shouted: "All of you, leave! I will remember the affairs of the Sword Pavilion."
"Yes, Young Master!" Sword Tomb felt the sharpness in Lin Feng's eyes and dared not defy him in the slightest. He waved his hand and led the crowd away.