Chapter 1094: Who Sleeps in the Emperor’s Tomb

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Chapter 1094: Who Sleeps in the Emperor’s Tomb

“It’s not time to enter yet… The great tomb hasn’t fully collapsed… Only the tip of the iceberg is exposed…” Duan De frowned and murmured, his brow carrying a trace of unease.

Ten thousand strands of immortal light, a billion layers of Dao marks—this was a land of calamity. The high ground had collapsed, and from below, mist and clouds swirled upward.

However, the auspicious glow did not appear at all times. It surged forth at intervals, and most of the time, this place remained silent and still.

The great tomb had split open above ground, revealing a massive abyss ahead—so dark it chilled the heart, impossible to see the bottom.

Only when the immortal mist rose could people peer inside, yet they could discern nothing. Only a primordial aura, as if heaven and earth were being created and the universe was paying homage, filled the air.

This place was connected to the ancient Great Emperors! That was the consensus of everyone.

Otherwise, it could not be so. Anyone who approached the abyss, even a Greatly Accomplished King, would have their legs trembling uncontrollably, unable to resist kneeling, their body and mind quaking.

From that day on, the hundred thousand great mountains surrounding this high ground fell silent. Ten thousand beasts ceased their calls, a hundred birds trembled in fear, none daring to cross. Whenever birds or beasts passed by, they would worship in this direction before detouring around.

Time flowed like a long river. If he had attained the Dao through his corpse, it would merely mean he had regained life, defying heaven to come back alive. He would not be nameless in history!

“The Dragon-Pattern Blackgold Cauldron of Yaoguang appeared relatively late. Let us think, based on this, which Great Emperor’s era is it closest to?”

“It came after the Eternal Universe Furnace, after the Void Mirror. If we examine it carefully, it seems close to that…”

When people deduced this far, they all froze, feeling a chill deep in their bones, their expressions turning strange.

It… actually involved a supreme being who shook the past and present, who had been invincible and solitary throughout history, so domineering that he could suppress the nine heavens and ten lands, silencing all opponents in the world.

“That era… is not far from Emperor Wu Shi!”

Finally, someone spoke these words, causing a great surge in the hearts of all cultivators. Was it true? Was it related to Wu Shi!?

If true, it would be subversive, almost unbelievable!

If false, it would be hard to find another candidate. An Emperor-level existence could not be nameless throughout history. Whenever such a being appeared, the Dao would resonate, heaven and earth would respond, and the four seas would pay homage.

In that era, the closest one, aside from Wu Shi, who else could it be!?

“That’s unlikely, right? How could Emperor Wu Shi have attained the Dao through a corpse? Aren’t there records of him before he became Emperor? He caught an Imperial Weapon with his bare hands!”

“Before becoming Emperor, catching an Imperial Weapon—who can confirm that he hadn’t attained the Dao at that time? Perhaps that’s exactly what reveals the big problem!”

“This… is too incredible, isn’t it?”

Many voices trembled. The emergence of a great tomb had unearthed some ancient secrets of the Primordial Era, potentially overturning certain historical truths.

Emperor Wu Shi was an ancient corpse reborn—no one would believe it if told… Yet this great tomb and the era of Yaoguang’s Imperial Cauldron gave this hypothesis a glimmer of real possibility.

If it was Wu Shi, what era was his previous life from? Could he have had another, more ancient identity? It was mind-boggling.

A person who attained the Dao through a corpse—in his previous life, when he still had life, how could he have been an ordinary being… Perhaps he was also a Human Clan Great Emperor. Then who would that be?

Thinking of this possibility, people’s primordial spirits trembled.

The high ground fell into complete chaos. Everyone was shaken. Once this deduction emerged, it was like a stormy wave, making every heart surge with shock and hair stand on end.

“That’s impossible! How could Emperor Wu Shi have attained the Dao through a corpse? A bunch of blockheads… they don’t know what they’re talking about!” Big Black Dog was very agitated, refuting it outright.

“Are you sure?” Ye Fan asked.

Beside him, Ye Tong also looked curious, staring at Big Black Dog. He was endlessly fascinated by everything about the ancient Great Emperors and wanted to know every detail of their past.

Duan De rarely looked serious, sighing as he said, “Attaining the Dao through a corpse—though there are legends, it is fundamentally unfeasible. It lacks that elusive innate life force, leaving the immortal path incomplete and impossible to perfect. No one has ever succeeded since ancient times!”

“How can you be so certain?” Ye Fan asked.

“Dao life… Who am I? I’ve plundered every ancient tomb in the world. Is there anything about burial secrets I don’t know? This is a dead end. No one has ever succeeded since ancient times… What the world says… are all rumors!”

Ye Fan looked at him strangely. The Daoist Duan De was mysterious in origin and knew everything. What background did he have? It was still impossible to fathom.

An ancient great tomb emitted strands of Emperor Qi… It held endless mysteries. Over a hundred thousand years ago, on a rainy night, it had forged an Imperial Cauldron, making it impossible to see through.

In the great tomb, who was sleeping?

So many years had passed. Had the tomb’s owner long turned to yellow earth? What had he left behind? Everyone was waiting in anticipation.

Suddenly, a divine light blotted out the sun, covering the high ground. A majestic figure appeared, his purple hair loose, his back to the crowd, facing the great tomb.

He stood on the high ground, making people feel as if they were facing a divine mountain—unreachable, their legs weak. Many cultivators couldn’t control themselves and wanted to kneel.

A Saint-rank Ancient King had arrived!

Indeed, the appearance of an ancient Great Emperor’s tomb had made even Saints unable to sit still, rushing to this place.

The majestic figure suddenly turned around, facing everyone. His purple hair was loose, his eyes like deep pools, black and profound. No one dared to meet his gaze.

“It’s… Huo Tan! He has become a Saint!”

Some Ancient Clan members exclaimed, coming from Half-Saints.

Many showed shocked expressions. Huo Tan was a remarkable genius, with a great reputation among the Ancient Clan. At the end of the Primeval Era, he had challenged all directions.

This was a newly ascended Saint. After the Ancient Clan’s revival, he was the first to become a Saint in this era, destined to be recorded in history.

“Truly Huo Tan…” In the distance, some Ancient Clan elders with little lifespan left showed bitter smiles.

Huo Tan was by no means the top genius of his era, but now he was the first to become a Saint. After that, he had transcended. A half-step difference was like the gap between heaven and earth.

Half-Saint was a heavenly barrier. Some might be trapped for a lifetime, unable to cross it in their entire lives. Many with heaven-defying talent were stopped here.

Half-Saint and Saint—one word apart, yet the difference was immense. One could only look up, while the other stood high above.

“Huo Tan actually succeeded. The number one of that generation is still struggling, yet he has become a Saint and an ancestor…”

Among the Ancient Clan, many were unwilling but helpless. Huo Tan’s Sainthood marked the rise of another generation!

“Where is the Human Clan Sacred Body?” Huo Tan’s pupils were like two black suns, emitting a terrifying light as he swept his gaze over the crowd, making all living beings tremble.

“Saint Huo Tan has appeared! He’s looking for trouble with the Human Clan Sacred Body!” Some Ancient Clan members were excited.

Few dared to defy the Battle Victory Buddha’s decree, but not everyone followed it. And if someone was determined to kill the Human Clan Sacred Body, there were loopholes to exploit.

Huo Tan had come, first to explore the ancient tomb, and second to target Ye Fan. Before becoming a Saint, he had been a rising elite among the Ancient Clan’s radical faction.

“In the Primeval Era, my ancestors feasted on Human Clan Saints. I have heard that the Human Clan Sacred Body contains precious blood, and I would very much like to taste it.” This was what Huo Tan had said before becoming a Saint, and many still remembered it clearly.