# Chapter 642: The Great Emperor Awakens
This was a still somewhat immature young man, sitting collapsed in the shallow waters of the immortal lake, clutching a fist-sized green copper block in his hand, mottled with rust.
What was most peculiar was that a small azure lotus, a little over a foot tall, was rooted on top of it, its tough and crystalline roots entwined around it, the two growing together.
Ye Fan's scalp tingled, and his heart churned violently. This battered piece of green copper was similar to the one inside his body, very likely originating from the same source!
And crucially, a small azure lotus grew on the green copper block—this was too similar to the legend, exactly how the Demon Emperor had been born back then.
Not only was he staring at the green copper and the small azure lotus, but everyone else also cast their gazes over. Even if people didn't know the origin of the copper block, seeing an azure lotus still moved them.
Everyone knew that a Great Emperor had emerged from the Immortal Transformation Pool. Seeing this scene, no one was not terrified.
"The immortal lake has no living creatures, not even a single fish, but now… another Demon Emperor is about to be born?"
"This green copper—could it be a fragment of an Extreme Imperial Weapon, sunk here since ancient times with who knows how many immortal treasures!"
Several Sect Masters' hearts beat faster, pounding incessantly as they stepped forward together. The item in the young man's hands was of utmost importance—it had to be seized.
The young man trembled. The Sect Masters closing in made his hair stand on end. He felt as if he were hovering on the edge of life and death, realizing he had obtained something he shouldn't have.
Just then, a fatty came running from afar, a broken bowl as big as an iron pot on his head, flying a foot above the ground without touching it.
He was the only cultivator here who could fly. He plummeted toward the lake like a stone pier, reaching out for the green copper block, his face full of excitement.
Several Sect Masters struck together, pressing down like mountains to block the unscrupulous Taoist Duan De, shaking the immortal lake into white waves surging skyward. The fatty splashed into the water with a plop.
People were shocked. Even the Sect Masters' attacks hadn't injured him—blocked by a dark light emitted by the broken bowl—he had only fallen into the lake.
"Boundless Heavenly Venerable, this poor Taoist has a connection with it in both past and present lives!" Duan De struck again, while the broken bowl on his head dripped thousands of strands of dark light, shrouding downward.
"How dare you!" several Sect Masters shouted, attacking once more, sacrificing their artifacts to suppress him.
The young man was terrified. Such great figures contending like this made his face bitter as if he had eaten a bitter gourd, unable to advance or retreat.
For him, this was originally a tremendous stroke of luck, but under everyone's watchful eyes, he had no fortune to enjoy it, utterly unable to stow away the precious item in his hands.
Several Sect Masters descended from the air, and the broken bowl's myriad dark lights also fell. But at that moment, the azure lotus on the green copper gently shook, breaking through everything.
"Plop"
It was only a foot tall, but it possessed immortal divine power, smashing through everything, carrying the green copper block as it sank toward the center of the lake.
"Ah… no!" Duan De wailed heart-wrenchingly, as if his own mother had died, shouting as he lunged forward.
The Sect Masters were also pained to the core, leaping forward, reaching out with large hands, doing everything possible to fish toward the depths of the immortal pool. But all was futile—they could not grasp it.
"Heavens, another missed opportunity! Just a little more, and it slipped away like this." Duan De felt dizzy, almost collapsing into the lake.
Ye Fan's heart also tightened. Seeing the green copper block sink to the center of the lake, he felt a sense of loss. Urging the immortal qi in the lake couldn't stop it at all—there was no turning back.
"A fragment of an Extreme Imperial Weapon, something that has existed since ancient times!"
"This lake is called the Immortal Transformation Pool. Perhaps immortals were truly born here—those could be fragments of immortal weapons!"
People sighed and lamented, all feeling incomparable regret and sorrow. Several Sect Masters and Duan De almost felt like crying, wishing they could bang their heads against the ground.
"Roar…"
A great roar came from afar. The lake water boiled, mist and clouds surged skyward, and auspicious vapors and radiant colors interweaved everywhere, a scene of crystalline brilliance.
At the base of another mountain, the scene was tragic. After the humanoid red-furred creature appeared, it went on a killing spree. In an instant, eighteen cultivators at the Immortal Platform First Layer died.
The humanoid red-furred creature charged through. A large claw covered in red fur ripped off their skullcaps, brains splattering everywhere.
"Ah…"
Finally, a Great Power also met disaster. A miserable cry came from his mouth as half his body was torn off. Blood gushed out, intestines and internal organs spilled forth.
The dozen or so weapons he had sacrificed were all swallowed by the red-furred creature in one gulp, crunching like chewing beans, destroyed between its teeth.
"Smack"
The red-furred creature flipped open his skullcap, "slurped" and sucked it clean. Only a few drops of brain matter stuck to the thick red fur at the corners of its mouth, looking especially ferocious.
Everyone's hair stood on end, their skin and bones cold. This humanoid red-furred creature was more terrifying than a vengeful ghost, extremely bloodthirsty and incomparably cruel.
"A corpse-immortal—could it be about to succeed in its cultivation? So terrifying!"
No one was not afraid. Even a Great Power had fallen. How could they fight? No one who went up would be a match. Unless a human Sage came, otherwise, everyone would die.
The humanoid red-furred creature's eyes flickered with bloodlight, extinguishing all worldly emotions, like two bloody abysses that could scare people to death.
No one had expected that the so-called divine pearl contained such a creature. Calling it a demon pearl would be more accurate. Smashing it had been like opening the gates of hell.
"It's the ancestor of the Cai Clan, the third-generation Origin Heavenly Master of the Eastern Wasteland. In his later years, misfortune befell him. He was buried in the Ten Thousand Dragon Cave of the Qinling Mountains and ended up like this!" Someone who knew the secret shouted out.
"Attack together, or else everyone will die!"
Even the Sect Masters from all sides could not remain calm. They all roared, striking together, sacrificing various weapons.
"Dong"
The bell tolled faintly. A great golden bell resounded through the nine heavens, sinking down like a star, striking at the humanoid red-furred creature.
"Boom"
Heavenly fire surged. A Bagua furnace flickered, enormous, cast from azure gold, dripping with the fundamental laws of the Dao, suppressing the third-generation Origin Heavenly Master.
"Rumble rumble"
A great black millstone turned, as if forged from dark divine gold, grinding down, as if to obliterate all living beings in the world.
All the Sect Masters struck, attacking with their life-bound weapons. The situation was extremely critical. One mistake and they would be completely annihilated, with no one surviving.
The humanoid red-furred creature was truly ferocious. It turned into a beam of bloodlight, hard-countering various weapons. In just a single breath, the sounds of weapons breaking and great figures screaming were heard.
The golden bell that resounded through the nine heavens shattered into dozens of pieces. The Bagua furnace blazing with fierce fire cracked into several large chunks. The great black millstone was crushed into a pile of scrap metal—all destroyed!
"Ah—" A Great Power screamed in agony. His heart was ripped out, still beating in the red-furred claw, then bitten and swallowed in one bite.
"Chi"
The humanoid red-furred creature turned, its five fingers spread wide, leaving five finger holes on another Great Power's skullcap. Five streams of white brain matter shot up.
"Crack"
It pulled hard, tearing off a third Great Power's right arm, putting it in its mouth and chewing with a crunch. White bone fragments were stark, blood flowing down the corners of its mouth.
The scene here was bloody and brutal. The third-generation Origin Heavenly Master was like an evil god breaking free from hell's shackles, killing everyone he saw. No one was a match.
It didn't deliberately circulate anything, but it could casually wield the fundamental power of the Heavenly Dao for its own use. The several experts just now had all been fixed in place by it, unable even to struggle.
"If a human Sage doesn't come, there's simply no way to oppose him!" Someone broke down, a Great Power shouting in terror.
"In this age, there are only two Sages. One is far away in the Eastern Wasteland, and the other, the Battle Victory Buddha, is on Mount Sumeru, at the edge of the sky. There's no way to come and suppress him!"
Suddenly, a long cry came. Peacock King's hair flew, and Red Dragon Daoist's robe rustled. The two took a weapon from Yan Ruyu, emitting ten thousand feet of azure light.
The aura of an ancient Great Emperor spread. A terrifying fluctuation like the great destruction of the cosmic starry sky surged and undulated. The eternal blue sky was about to become empty!
An Extreme Imperial Weapon awakened. The divine might of the Green Emperor reappeared in the world. Sect Masters from all sides couldn't help but want to kneel. Even the gods of antiquity would tremble because of it.
This was a Chaos Azure Lotus. Nine leaves propped up heaven and earth. A single emerald vine root suppressed the gods. It was as if a living Demon Emperor were here, for it was refined from his very body!
As soon as the Imperial Weapon appeared, it almost crushed the myriad heavens. Some Great Powers nearby finally couldn't hold on and knelt down, unable to withstand this Imperial pressure.
The humanoid red-furred creature was terrified. It stopped its slaughter, trembling slightly, constantly retreating, fear coming from the depths of its heart.
This was the might of the Demon Emperor. In the post-Ancient Desolate era, the only one to attain the Dao, breaking the rules of heaven and earth, suppressing this great world—the supreme Great Emperor!
"Zheng"
At this moment, another dragon cry rang out. A dragon sword flew out, as if it could shake the heavens, possessing unparalleled offensive power!
A dragon head formed the sword tip, nine-claw patterns the blade, and a dragon tail became the sword hilt. Even if ten thousand suns gathered together, their radiance would not be as blazing.
The Supreme Emperor Sword had emerged, not letting the first person in a hundred thousand years monopolize the glory. Two weapons shone together, sun and moon losing their light.
"Puff"
Many Sect Masters coughed up blood. Even though they were the rulers of this world today, they could not withstand this might. All staggered backward, their faces pale.
The two Imperial Weapons were like two eternal beams of light, impossible to resist. This was submission from the depths of the heart. Even Sacred Lords couldn't help but want to kowtow in worship.
The humanoid red-furred creature was very powerful, killing a Sect Master as easily as plucking flowers or weeds, but now it felt the urge to retreat. No matter how strong it was, it dared not clash with Imperial might.
It kept retreating, then let out a great cry, charging out of the ancient cave, fleeing in another direction.
"Bad!"
By the immortal pool, the cultivators on this side felt a chill down their spines. The humanoid red-furred creature had charged up this mountain peak, coming straight for them, like a death sentence.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Behind, Red Dragon Daoist and Peacock King shouted, holding the Chaos Azure Lotus, radiating the power of heaven and earth's creation, giving chase.
The Great Xia Imperial Lord had the Supreme Emperor Sword suspended above his head, transforming into a great golden dragon, also killing his way down. As soon as this sword appeared, heaven and earth trembled.
"Ah…"
The humanoid red-furred creature charged to the mountain peak. Before it even struck, screams came from the immortal lake shore. Several Origin Art masters from the Eastern Wasteland, without exception, all grew red fur, writhing on the ground like vengeful ghosts.
Ye Fan felt as if his body was about to split. At the critical moment, his golden sacred blood burned, blocking a terrifying aura outside his body. He was the only Origin master who did not fall.
Everyone who saw this scene was chilled from head to toe. This sight made their hearts and souls feel like they were splitting, utterly unable to understand why this was happening.
At this moment, everyone was silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to breathe, waiting for the Extreme Imperial Weapons to arrive. No one dared to seize the worldly immortal pill inside the monster's body.
"Noisy!"
Suddenly, a great shout came. From the deepest part of the ancient cave at the mountain's base, a loud cry rang out, as if a supreme existence had awakened from slumber, emitting a terrifying fluctuation like an ocean.
An ancient war chariot charged out, no more than a foot high, pulled by a small purple qilin a little over a foot long. A small azure dragon a little over a foot long coiled above, and a half-foot-long blood-red divine phoenix danced behind.
Additionally, seven or eight small figures half a foot tall led the way, each of different colors, like jade carvings, running swiftly ahead.
On the ancient war chariot stood a humanoid creature a little over a foot tall, like a deity, surrounded by one hundred and eight divine rings. It shouted: "Who dares to make noise here, disturbing my clan's buxiu (immortal/eternal) ancient Great Emperor?!"
It was a superior being, not that buxiu (immortal/eternal) ancient Great Emperor, but it possessed a terrifying might that could overturn the heavens. Although only a little over a foot tall, it seemed about to shatter heaven and earth.
"Great Emperor?!"
"There's a living ancient Great Emperor?!"
Everyone was stunned, unable to believe it. How could such an existence still exist in later ages? An ancient Great Emperor was sleeping in the Ten Thousand Dragon Vein of the Qinling Mountains. Who was he?!