# Chapter 806: The Number One Through the Ages
"Boom!" Seeing those several statues, Lin Feng and the others felt their minds buzz and tremble, as if some supreme force was directly imprinting itself into their minds, causing their souls to tremble and their entire bodies to shudder.
"So terrifying." Lin Feng murmured softly, shifting his gaze away, but his steps carried him into the great hall. On the stone wall behind the four statues were engraved written records.
Raising his head again, Lin Feng's eyes burst forth with powerful sharpness, staring fixedly at the four statues. He felt a suffocating sensation, his whole body trembling incessantly, breathing with difficulty, as if someone had grabbed his throat, about to destroy him alive.
The statues possessed terrifying will, incredibly powerful. Just one glance made their souls tremble—too formidable.
"Are these statues of ancient emperors?" Five people had entered the great hall: Lin Feng, Jun Moxi, Yun Feiyang, Tang Youyou, and Huangfu Long. Yu Tianji walked alone, separating from them. After these five crossed into the hall, their hearts trembled violently, mouths gaping open, unable to speak.
Too powerful and terrifying. The divine charm and will within a single statue made them dare not look up. This was what true great powerhouses, emperors, were like—penetrating heaven and earth.
The first statue held a sword in its hand, filled with the ability to dominate the universe. Its gaze seemed to pierce heaven and earth, and in its eyes, there was no law, no heaven.
Just one glance at this statue, and the sword qi within Lin Feng's body involuntarily burst forth. Six layers of Sword Dao Will erupted simultaneously, but as they approached the statue, they were instantly annihilated, dissipating into nothingness, as if they had never existed. Before the statue of an ancient emperor, his sword was pitifully weak. If the supreme sword intent contained within this statue had killing intent, he would have died countless times already.
"Skyless Sword Emperor, roaming the continent, lawless and heaven-defying. It is said there was never anyone he feared. Whoever became his enemy, he would cut them down with a single sword, truly dominating without heaven. No one in the world was placed in his eyes. I have sculpted Skyless Sword Emperor's statue here to appreciate his supreme sword dao brilliance, thereby assisting this emperor in seeking the dao."
Vigorous characters were carved into the stone wall behind Skyless Sword Emperor. Even after a thousand years, the writing remained so clear. Through the characters, people could feel a terrifying power radiating out, making their minds tremble, as if through the writing they could see the supreme power possessed by the master of the Emperor Hall in days past.
The second statue was of a woman, so beautiful it made hearts tremble. One glance and it seemed impossible to extricate oneself, as if one would deeply fall in love with her. Yet her beauty was not to be profaned. The nobility contained within her statue demanded reverence, impossible to approach in a lifetime.
"This woman is also an emperor. If she were alive, she would surely captivate all beings." Lin Feng and the others murmured softly. The beauty of an emperor itself possessed a unique charm.
Lin Feng and the others looked at the introduction behind the woman. Words were carved there: "Xi Emperor. Over the millennia, how many emperors have bowed to her, wishing to take her into their imperial palaces? Before this emperor achieved emperorhood, I too had a long-cherished wish—to one day take Xi Emperor as my own, becoming a peerless prodigy couple. Unfortunately, after this emperor became an emperor, a generation of beauty withered and perished. In seeking the great dao, she did not hesitate to sacrifice her life. I wonder if she can become emperor again in the future. But even if she does, she is no longer the beauty of yesteryear."
This passage was somewhat vague, filled with immense regret. A generation of female emperor, incredibly powerful, captivating all beings. Even the emperor of this hall was infatuated with her, but she did not hesitate to sacrifice her life in seeking the great dao.
Lin Feng couldn't quite understand. Since she was seeking the great dao, why did she sacrifice her life? And the latter sentence spoke of not knowing if she could become emperor again. If she died, how could she become emperor? The final sentence seemed to hint at something suspicious—even if she became emperor, she was no longer the beauty of yesteryear.
Very vague words, impossible to comprehend. Could it be that emperors could use their own supreme power to first die, then reincarnate? Continuing to seek the great dao?
Lin Feng couldn't understand any of this. He was still too far from the emperor realm, high above, impossible to climb.
His gaze fell upon the third statue. Seeing this statue, Lin Feng felt his whole body tremble, an inexplicable sense of familiarity arising.
Although it was a statue, it flickered with rays of light, as if it would change on its own. At one moment it became a demon, at another a buddha, then transformed back into its original form. It seemed not like one person, but three. Yet the buddha, demon, and human merged together, so harmonious.
"Nine Revolutions Buddha-Demon Art!" Lin Feng instantly thought of where this familiarity came from. At this moment, the Nine Revolutions Buddha-Demon Art within him involuntarily began to circulate, making Lin Feng's heart tremble violently.
Could it be that the master of this statue truly had a connection with the Nine Revolutions Buddha-Demon Art?
Lin Feng's gaze swiftly turned, looking at the introduction behind this statue. It was carved with: "Three Lives Great Emperor, possessing heaven-penetrating, earth-shattering talent and ghost-frightening, god-startling abilities. With a human body, he cultivated buddha, demon, and deity, transforming one into three, then merging three into one, creating the supreme divine technique 'Three Lives Scripture.' Three lives, three existences, also meaning three bodies. Three bodies, each possessing its own life. As long as one body does not die, the Three Lives Great Emperor is immortal and indestructible, with heaven-defying creation. The Three Lives Scripture is the most unique imperial scripture among the imperial scriptures known to me."
Seeing this introduction, Lin Feng's heart trembled wildly. Three Lives Scripture, buddha, demon, human—three lives united, yet one can transform into three. Too powerful. The buddha-demon body, and the human—wasn't this exactly a power contained within the Nine Revolutions Buddha-Demon Art? Could it be that the Nine Revolutions Buddha-Demon Art was a divine ability deduced by later generations from the supreme divine technique Three Lives Scripture?
Infinite longing arose in Lin Feng's heart. If one day he could also obtain the Three Lives Scripture and cultivate the buddha, demon, and human three bodies, how powerful would that be? As long as one body did not die, he would be immortal and indestructible.
Moreover, this Three Lives Great Emperor was called a Great Emperor by the emperor of this hall. He didn't know if Great Emperor and Emperor were of the same rank, or if only powerful emperors could be titled Great Emperor.
Lin Feng didn't understand any of this, only his heart trembled wildly. The emperor of this hall had placed these four statues here, just like the words carved outside the hall—using the supreme divine might of these four emperors to seek the dao. From the fragments of words, it could be seen that the emperor of this hall held these four emperors in awe and reverence. These four emperors must be even more powerful emperors, which was why the master of this hall enshrined them here, using their statues to seek the dao.
The last statue—Lin Feng only glanced at it once before being deeply attracted. This statue seemed the most ordinary, with nothing special about it. But whether in its divine charm or its gaze, it radiated a truly universe-dominating spirit. In the world, nothing was placed in its eyes. Those pitch-black pupils seemed like demonic eyes, not even putting all living beings in its sight. Throughout the world, only I am supreme. If anyone offends me, I will make heaven and earth bleed, slaughter without end.
"Demon!" Lin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted sharply. This was the will of a demon, ignoring the heavens, laughing proudly at the universe. That indifferent expression seemed ready to trample heaven and earth underfoot, fearless of anything.
"Demon Emperor!" The name naturally appeared in Lin Feng's mind. Legend had it that the master of this hall was chased by the Demon Emperor until he had no path to heaven. Could this statue be the Demon Emperor?
"Hmm?" Lin Feng's heart trembled. He faintly felt that his own martial soul seemed to be stirring—the martial soul that had been still for so long, the Heavenly Book!
Frowning deeply, how could this statue cause his martial soul to stir?
His gaze turned toward the stone wall behind the statue. Words were still carved there: "Nine Heavens Continent, number one through the ages, unparalleled talent, called the Demon Emperor. He is the taboo of countless people, and also the first unparalleled demon venerable who could slay an emperor without becoming one himself!"
"Nine Heavens Continent, number one through the ages!" Lin Feng's body trembled slightly. The Demon Emperor, indeed the Demon Emperor. Also an emperor, yet the master of this hall called him the number one through the ages, the taboo of countless people. This showed how terrifying the Demon Emperor was.
Lin Feng's heart surged like stormy waves, setting off a violent gale. It was as if he could see the peerless heroic bearing of the Demon Emperor. This was the true demon—not controlled by slaughter, but taking pride in dominating heaven and earth, trampling the universe as the dao of the demon. I am the demon. In the world, only I am supreme!
Without becoming an emperor, he could already slay an emperor—the number one person through the ages!
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