Chapter 198: Imperial Decree (XIV)

Fifty years have passed since Su Chen first stepped onto the Emperor's Path.
Of the one hundred and eight levels of the Emperor's Path, Su Chen is currently heading towards the fifth level.
The deeper he goes, the stronger the enemies he will encounter will become.
Fifty years of battles and bloodshed have brought tremendous progress to everyone, from Ji Changkong and Ye Da to Ye San and the several prodigies from the Ye family whom Su Chen has taken notice of.
Su Chen stopped at the fifth level.
"My lord, the Qi of heaven and earth is converging here; an unparalleled treasure may be born!"
Yuan Ming's words stopped Su Chen.
Su Chen valued this prodigy from the Divine Source Master lineage highly and knew Yuan Ming's abilities. The fifth Emperor's Path likely held a great opportunity!
Just as Yuan Ming said, after Su Chen waited for three years, a star field around the fifth Emperor's Path began to tremble.
"The legacy of a great emperor has emerged!"
This is the tomb of a great emperor from an ancient era, lost in an unknown space-time, returning in this era!
Perhaps it contains imperial weapons, perhaps ancient imperial scriptures, perhaps even legendary divine medicines!
Countless prodigies were alarmed.
Su Chen was no exception. He led his group to the emperor's tomb, seeking opportunities. Whether it was an imperial weapon, an imperial scripture, or a divine medicine, it was all a tremendous opportunity.
The Emperor's Tomb
Many prodigies who had been cultivating in seclusion on the path to becoming emperors emerged.
Vast stretches of starry sea collapsed, and an ancient world floated out from the other end of the void.
That was the emperor's tomb, where a peerless emperor's body was contained within a vast world.
Suddenly, a terrifying aura attacked, transforming into a black beam of light that entered the emperor's tomb. No one stopped it, for those who tried to stop it were dead.
"This is... the Black Dragon Emperor! It's said he's only cultivated for two thousand years, yet his cultivation has already reached the peak of the Saint realm. Wasn't he supposed to have gone to the deeper Imperial Pass? Why is he here?"
The terrifying figure wielded the black Purgatory Spear, with a human body and a dragon's head, his entire body covered in black scales, as if celestial gold were inlaid within him!
The Black Dragon Emperor, the supreme genius of the Black Dragon Clan, possessed the Black Dragon Purgatory Body, capable of suppressing all great enemies. He was a formidable figure who had long since made a name for himself on the Imperial Path. A Saint from another race, blocking his path, was instantly crushed by his impact, without even a moment's hesitation—his physical body was terrifyingly powerful!
The black Purgatory Spear charged towards the Imperial Tomb, intending to tear through space alone.
"Black Dragon Emperor, you are not qualified to monopolize the imperial tomb's opportunities!"
A gigantic hand reached out from the sky, one finger forming a swastika, gleaming with golden light, sacred and solemn, directly crushing towards the Black Dragon Emperor. The Black Dragon Emperor abandoned his plan to enter the imperial tomb, immediately turning his Hellfire Spear, its tip blazing with black dragon flames, and clashing with the gigantic hand!
"A person from the Heavenly Palace!"
A prodigy from the Imperial Pass recognized the figure: a white-robed monk, one hand raised to his chest, feet resting on white lotuses, surrounded by Buddhist chants of salvation, and enchanting celestial maidens dancing around him.
This reminded everyone of the white-robed monk's identity.
Heavenly Palace—Bright-Eyed King!
This was a peerless Saint King-level prodigy!
"Black Dragon Emperor, submit to me, and I will spare your life!"
With a single finger's power, the Black Dragon Emperor, with his formidable physique, was utterly crushed, like shattered porcelain, blood gushing from the broken surface.
"Bullshit! Bright-Eyed King, if we were of equal cultivation, and I couldn't kill you within a hundred moves, I would have committed suicide here!"
The Black Dragon Emperor was indignant. What was the difference between a Saint and a Saint King?
Besides, the Bright-Eyed King was no weakling, or rather, there were no weaklings in the Heavenly Palace!
"We've both cultivated for two thousand years, so why did I break through to the Saint King realm before you?"
The Bright-Eyed King was unconcerned. They had both cultivated for two thousand years; his breakthrough to Saint King was enough.
The Black Dragon Emperor's body stiffened.
The Bright-Eyed King's large hand transformed into a palm print, directly suppressing the Black Dragon Emperor, his body turning into a small black dragon. This humiliated the Black Dragon Emperor immensely.
"This place is now under the control of my Heavenly Palace. If you benefactors overestimate yourselves and wish to seize this opportunity..."
The white-robed monk's robes fluttered, a chilling glint flashing in his eyes. Then, a smile played on his lips as he said, "Don't blame this humble monk for unleashing a bloodbath today!"
The Heavenly Palace... actually intends to monopolize the opportunities of the Imperial Tomb!
This action immediately provoked fury. The Black Dragon Emperor, suppressed by the white-robed monk, laughed mockingly, "Bright-Eyed King, you are far too arrogant! Do you truly believe that breaking through to the Saint King realm makes you invincible?"
The white-robed monk calmly replied, "This humble monk is not invincible, but in this fifth trial, I am invincible!"
The white-robed monk was not being modest; he naturally had the confidence. Most of the prodigies had ventured deeper into the Emperor's Road. He, following the orders of the Heavenly Palace High Priest, remained at the fifth trial, waiting to slay the chosen one. Unexpectedly, he encountered the emergence of the Great Emperor's Tomb—an unexpected stroke of luck. With the opportunity presented by the Great Emperor's Tomb, he was certain he could leap to become a top figure in the Heavenly Palace!
The many prodigies were furious, yet helpless.
The Heavenly Palace, a colossal entity deep within the Imperial Path, has produced three emperors. Its current ruler, Emperor Shitian, is a forbidden prodigy who has swept through an era. Besides him, the Heavenly Palace also houses eight Heavenly King-level powerhouses, capable of easily slaughtering an entire race, inspiring fear in all.
However, some Saint King-level powerhouses from beyond the Star Domains are unwilling to relinquish the opportunities of the Imperial Tomb. Most of their lifespans are nearing their end; without further advancement, death is inevitable.
Several powerful auras swept in, but the white-robed monk remained unfazed, saying, "A bunch of old fogies from the old era, trying to prolong their lives and seize the opportunities of the new era?"
Blood splattered across the starry sky. The white-robed monk's strength was simply too overwhelming. The Saint King-level powerhouses who crossed realms were either killed or severely injured and forced to flee. This was a prodigy infinitely close to the Heavenly King level!
The crowd trembled, daring not to covet the opportunities of the Imperial Tomb, but the white-robed monk showed no mercy!
However, the white-robed monk did not immediately head to the imperial tomb. Instead, he sat cross-legged in place, seemingly waiting for someone.
Until...
A massive warship appeared in the starry sky!
The white-robed monk opened his eyes.
"The person the High Priest foresaw... has finally arrived!"