Chapter 917: Dividing the World in Two

Jian Changsheng’s voice was calm, as if he were certain that Chen Ling would definitely be able to do what the Martial Emperor could. Between the Martial Emperor and Chen Ling, he chose Chen Ling without a moment’s hesitation.

The Palace Examination was like a test. The Martial Emperor could easily find Jian Changsheng’s strengths on this exam paper, and just as easily, find his regrets... The Martial Emperor recognized Jian Changsheng’s potential and wanted to use those regrets to seize his heart and make him pledge his loyalty.

But she hadn't expected that Jian Changsheng’s regrets had already been resolved by another group of people.

The current Jian Changsheng was like an airtight wall, possessing no weaknesses whatsoever... The Martial Emperor had failed this Palace Examination.

The threads connected to the Martial Emperor began to vibrate, as if countless remnants of emperors were expressing their anger and unwillingness!

Emperor remnants, emperor remnants—what kind of thoughts could persist for thousands of years after death?

Regret, unwillingness, resentment, anger...

These emperor remnants in the Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path were the convergence of the unwillingness of successive emperors before their deaths. They were the embodiment of the emperors' negative emotions, and the higher the position one held, the stronger those negative emotions became. When these remnants gathered together, all that remained was the word "ambition."

They had set up this scheme using the dirtiest of methods, hoping to support a puppet capable of containing their ambitions. But now, before they had even stepped out of the Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path, they were about to be slaughtered by Xuanyujun... The only chance for a comeback, the Palace Examination, had also failed. How could the remnants be reconciled?

Anger surfaced in the Martial Emperor’s eyes. Vast imperial might surged, and the palm pressed against Jian Changsheng’s head exerted force once more!

BOOM—!!

The ground beneath Jian Changsheng’s feet instantly shattered into a dense web of cracks.

Jian Changsheng let out a muffled groan, blood flowing from his seven orifices, his eyes unfocused... Even though he had rejected the Palace Examination, he was still as insignificant as an ant before the Martial Emperor’s current power.

After shattering Jian Changsheng’s consciousness, the Martial Emperor launched the [Palace Examination] again!

Jian Changsheng gritted his teeth and refused once more.

[Palace Examination]! [Palace Examination]!!

Since the future depicted by one Palace Examination could not overcome the bright red theatrical robe in Jian Changsheng’s memory, she would simply repeat the process. It was like brainwashing, leaving nothing but herself in Jian Changsheng’s mind... She didn't believe that by the time he was reduced to an idiot, he would still have the consciousness to refuse her invitation.

Even if Jian Changsheng truly became an idiot, it didn't matter to the Martial Emperor. After all, all she wanted was Bai Qi, the power boost that Bai Qi brought her... Who would care about the life or death of a Tier 4 unlucky human soul?

This was the most vicious way to use the [Palace Examination], a method that could only be employed when there was a massive disparity in power between the two sides, but the remnants, pushed to the brink, could no longer afford to care about such things.

Several consecutive Palace Examinations had brought Jian Changsheng’s soul to the verge of collapse.

At the peak of the highest mountain, the Martial Emperor pressed down hard on Jian Changsheng’s skull. Under the rolling waves of vast imperial might, Jian Changsheng’s painful low roars rang out one after another, and the blood from his seven orifices had already dyed his clothes a deep crimson.

"Xiao Jian!!"

"Spade!!"

Bai Ye and Sun Bumian were both startled.

Bai Ye might not have anticipated it, but Sun Bumian had already guessed that the Martial Emperor’s Palace Examination would definitely fail, which was why he hadn't panicked when the Martial Emperor faced Jian Changsheng earlier... But he hadn't expected that the Martial Emperor would resort to such methods after failing!

Just as they were preparing to act, another voice, sounding like thunder, erupted from beneath the mountain peak!

"YOU DARE?!!"

The moment this voice rang out, the entire Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path trembled.

A figure wreathed in pale golden imperial might stepped into the clouds. The vermilion theatrical robe and the golden imperial robe danced wildly, overlapping in the wind. The moment he stepped onto "Flying Dragon in the Sky," the ancient treasury’s foundation above the void resonated with him!

The connection between the [Imperial Fate] and the Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path was re-established!

Chen Ling vanished from his spot in an instant.

Sun Bumian and Bai Ye didn't even have time to see Chen Ling’s face before he disappeared into thin air. When he reappeared, he had already shifted to the highest mountain peak!

SLAP—!!

A hand with bulging veins clamped onto the Martial Emperor’s wrist.

The Martial Emperor slowly looked up...

Two imperial robes stood in confrontation, billowing on the peak of the ancient treasury.

The Martial Emperor’s imperial might was vast and terrifying, while Chen Ling’s, though weaker, originated from the foundation of the Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path. Their confrontation was one between a Theatrical Emperor and a Puppet Emperor, and even more so, a confrontation between the Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path and over four hundred emperor remnants!

At this moment, the chaotic sky seemed to split apart due to the presence of the two emperors.

"Two emperors?"

Not far away, Xuanyujun narrowed his eyes upon seeing this. "Interesting... And that newly appeared emperor, could it be..."

Xuanyujun did not attack again, merely watching quietly, lost in thought.

"This kid Heart, he even put on an imperial robe?" Seeing Chen Ling appear, Bai Ye finally let go of the heart that had been hanging in his throat, his expression somewhat subtle.

"A Theatrical Emperor—this day was bound to come sooner or later." Sun Bumian was not surprised at all. "But now, things are getting interesting... Xuanyujun pierced through the Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path, causing 'Flying Dragon in the Sky' to be severed from the other layers, which is why Heart’s Imperial Fate couldn't be used before. Now that he has stepped into 'Flying Dragon in the Sky,' he should have re-established his connection with the Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path.

And the Puppet Emperor’s current power is mostly plundered from the Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path via the Imperial Fate... Now that there are two Imperial Fates in one Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path, how should this power be divided?"

The corners of Bai Ye’s mouth curled up slightly, as if he had already guessed the final answer.

……

On the peak of the ancient treasury.

Chen Ling’s five fingers tightened around the Martial Emperor’s palm. As he channeled his [Imperial Fate], half of the imperial might that originally belonged to the Puppet Emperor began to surge into his body!

Chen Ling had no subjects, and the Puppet Emperor had no subjects;

Chen Ling had an Imperial Fate, and the Puppet Emperor had an Imperial Fate;

Chen Ling had the favor of the Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path, and the puppet had the power of the emperor remnants.

The two were basically on the same starting line in the Ancient Treasury of the Imperial Path. When they appeared on "Flying Dragon in the Sky" simultaneously, half of the imperial might that had been poured entirely into the Puppet Emperor naturally flowed toward Chen Ling... The world was divided in two.

The Martial Emperor looked at Chen Ling, her dull eyes filled with anger. The wrist Chen Ling gripped trembled slightly, as if the two were locked in an invisible struggle!

Chen Ling took a deep breath, and as his lips parted, the imperial might on his body surged out frantically!!

"LET HIM GO!!"

BOOM—!!!

The surging imperial might swept across the mountain peak, forcing Sun Bumian and Bai Ye to cover their eyes. With a deafening roar, the Martial Emperor’s figure was blasted off the peak!

At the same time, a figure draped in theatrical and imperial robes flew backward in the opposite direction, clutching a blood-stained figure that looked like a dead pig!