Chapter 1085: 摇光裂

This highland boasts a layout of leaping dragons, the potential for flying immortals, and the sound of phoenixes – truly rare throughout history!

Mountain ranges converge, their ridges resembling dragons' backs, poised to leap into the nine heavens at any moment. Unique peaks rise together, as if immortals are taking flight amidst vibrant clouds and mists. Ancient pines and cypress trees stand tall, alongside towering strange rocks, and silver waterfalls cascade down, emitting sounds like phoenix calls.

If one were to say this magnificent landscape was a massive tomb, no one would believe it. Even Ye Fan shook his head at the thought.

"Woof..."

On the other side of the Shaking Light Holy Land, a few individuals were also exploring and observing the terrain. A black dog, as robust as a large bull, salivated with its tongue hanging out, staring intently inside.

A Dragon Horse, its four hooves ablaze with fire, paced around the Shaking Light Holy Land, head held high, exuding an untamed demeanor. Trailing behind them was a bright and sunny youth, observing the scenery within the mountain gate.

It was precisely Black Emperor, Dragon Horse, and Ye Tong who had come to scout, eyeing the Shaking Light Holy Land and this "great tomb."

"Why isn't that grave robber here yet? Didn't he predict that the contents of the Imperial Tomb would burst forth in a few months at most, or half a year at the latest? It's time to make plans," the Dragon Horse said, shaking its mane.

They had formed a group, intending to rob the great tomb beneath the Shaking Light Holy Land, and were waiting for the unscrupulous Daoist Duan De. Their audacity was boundless.

"I heard that the Shaking Light King's true body isn't here; he went outside the domain long ago. This time, he probably dodged a major disaster, otherwise, if this place exploded, who knows what would happen," Black Emperor remarked.

They dared not get too close. After all, this was a Holy Land, with ancient array traces laid out within the mountains. Once activated, it would be akin to a cataclysm, causing even Black Emperor to freeze up.

"Achieving immortality and cultivating the Dao for a million autumns, stars fall and the moon withers, causing sorrow. Emperors of eternity slumber, and where can one roam now that the Celestial Court has collapsed?"

A desolate voice drifted over, startling both Black Emperor and Dragon Horse. Ye Tong also turned pale, searching for the source of the sound.

An old man, clad in a straw cape and bamboo hat, walked steadily along the river, exuding an otherworldly detachment, as if he did not belong to the mortal realm.

"Who is that?" the Dragon Horse asked, filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

"Rare indeed. After sleeping for a million years, I didn't expect to awaken from a dream and encounter such talent and quality." The person stopped, looking at Ye Tong through his hat, and said, "Your physique is the same as someone I met in the past."

To be honest, the sudden appearance of such an otherworldly master left everyone surprised and a little bewildered.

"Who was that person?" Ye Tong cautiously inquired.

"The Sun Saint Emperor," the newcomer replied calmly.

Ye Tong stumbled, and the Dragon Horse also reeled back a few steps. Who was this person? To speak with such grandeur was truly unsettling.

"Who are you, and what is your origin?" Black Emperor asked warily.

"I attained the Dao in ancient times, sleeping for a million years. My home is beneath this great tomb, and I never expected an immortal Holy Land to be built atop it today." The old man sighed deeply, lamenting the changes of time and the passage of years, feeling helpless.

The two passing cultivators who heard this felt their hair stand on end and a chill run through their bodies.

"A living ancestor..." Ye Tong and the Dragon Horse exchanged glances. This was truly terrifying, especially since they had come specifically for the great tomb beneath Shaking Light.

Duan De had said that the contents of the Imperial Tomb would burst forth in a few months at most, or half a year at the latest. Could it be true? This was too ancient!

They were seeing a ghost in broad daylight; a living fiend who deserved to be struck by lightning!

"The mortal world does not suit my will; my cultivation yields no success, bringing tears. I sit in the courtyard, sipping lightly, only to rise and find a million years have passed outside the window," the old man lamented.

Ye Tong was skeptical, and the Dragon Horse was also confused. Living for millions of years, sleeping through it, sealed within divine essence? But according to his words, it didn't quite sound like that.

"Enough," the old man sighed, "our meeting today is fate. Kneel before me, and I shall bestow upon you the opportunity to achieve immortality."

"What's your deal?" Black Emperor snarled.

"Achieving immortality and cultivating the Dao for a million years, I am the sole immortal in the world. The Emperors of the Celestial Court were my disciples, all within a dream of eternity," the old man declared.

"You've met the Sun Saint Emperor?" Ye Tong asked.

"I once offered him some pointers."

"Why are you here?" the Dragon Horse demanded, flames flickering about its body.

"The great tomb beneath the Shaking Light Holy Land is my resting place, and that Primordial Abyss is also where I enlightened. I am merely taking a short rest here," the old man replied.

The two passing cultivators were even more unnerved, disoriented and dazed. They immediately dropped to their knees, begging him to accept them as disciples.

"Strip him bare!" Black Emperor suddenly howled, opening its blood-red maw and pouncing forward.

"I'll crush your lungs!" the Dragon Horse also leaped, its hooves blazing with surging flames.

Ye Tong, without a word, followed suit, circling behind the old man to deliver a sneak attack, swinging a large club at the back of his head.

The old man dodged Black Emperor's large black claws, evaded the Dragon Horse's hooves, and skillfully avoided Ye Tong's club, repeatedly waving his hands as he retreated over ten yards.

"This humble Daoist has arrived as promised." Duan De cast aside his straw cape and bamboo hat, his face glowing with health, clearly having enjoyed a prosperous period recently.

Beside them, the two passing cultivators wore expressions of awkwardness and dejection. Duan De clapped each of them, and they instantly forgot what had just happened, being teleported far away.

"This humble Daoist has acquired a secret treasure. How about it? Even with a heavenly eye, you'd struggle to see through it. Don't you think if I transformed into an important figure from Shaking Light, I could waltz right in?" Duan De said.

He had been too boastful just now; otherwise, his demeanor and aura were indeed completely different from before, making it hard to guess his identity.

"This is a divine skin, incredibly mysterious. It naturally draws people close and can bewitch minds, with endless miraculous uses," Duan De explained, mentioning it was a treasure he had just unearthed.

It's not about what thieves steal, but what they covet. Duan De, Black Emperor, and Dragon Horse, sharing similar dubious interests, had been plotting for some time, intending to target the Shaking Light Imperial Tomb, and now they were officially scouting the location.

The Shaking Light Holy Land was beautiful, with shimmering immortal qi and myriad rays of light intertwining, creating an extraordinary auspicious atmosphere.

Ancient trees had grown for countless years, mountains and rocks rose together, spiritual springs gurgled, and auspicious beasts roamed. This place was both magnificent and grand.

Ye Fan circled around, coincidentally missing Black Emperor and the others, as they did not meet. This was because the highland was vast, with Shaking Light occupying the center and large uninhabited areas surrounding it.

For several days, he did not leave, while the others who had designs on Shaking Light were also busy, acting in full swing.

Duan De's expression was serious. He now pounded his chest, asserting that this place was undoubtedly an ancient tomb, rarely seen throughout history, holding unimaginable secrets.

"Let me show you this humble Daoist's true abilities! I can also change the heavens and earth, accelerating the breaking open of this ancient tomb. Then we can compete for the immortal treasures!"

He began digging, using tomb-excavation techniques to connect with the dragon qi within the earth veins, drawing it towards the massive mound.

Of course, he dared not get too close, as the central area was the sacred land of Shaking Light. If he accidentally triggered the great array of their immortal heritage, he would be in deep trouble.

These past few days, Ye Fan was also active. He didn't go deep but stood on a mountain peak, using Source Arts to engrave some Dao marks for future significant use.

"Boom!"

Half a month later, a dull thud echoed from the highland. Duan De, the big black dog, and the Dragon Horse immediately took off, vanishing in an instant.

"Boundless Venerable! This humble Daoist accidentally agitated the earth qi within the tomb. The dragon burial ground has revived, and it won't be long before this place faces major trouble," Duan De said after escaping to a deserted area.

"What you did was underhanded. What if the Shaking Light Holy Land gets destroyed?" Black Emperor said with a look of feigned compassion.

"You son of a bitch, feigning compassion! Wasn't it you who incited me to activate the tomb just now?" Duan De retorted.

"We should inform Shaking Light. Let's not let real trouble occur," Ye Tong said, a hint of worry in his voice.

Duan De shook his head. "There's no need for that. They know better than anyone what kind of place this is. When they chose this site years ago, they probably understood its true nature and had long anticipated issues with the great tomb. All I did was move the timeline up by a month or two."

"Boom!"

In the distance, another loud bang echoed from the highland. Massive cracks appeared on the surface, rapidly spreading in all directions like a spiderweb.

"This day has finally come..." In a sealed stone chamber, an old man suddenly opened his eyes. Within the thirty-foot chamber, light shone and fragrance permeated the air.

"Rumble!"

A great earthquake struck Shaking Light. The ground continuously trembled, massive cracks spread, mountains swayed, and an extraordinary aura emerged from within the highland, causing people to tremble and instinctively want to kneel.

The entire Shaking Light area descended into chaos. For over a hundred thousand years, such a major event had rarely occurred; the Holy Land seemed on the verge of collapse.

"Disciples of Shaking Light, heed my command! Assemble immediately!"

An ancient voice instantly resounded through the mountains and valleys. Everyone was galvanized, quickly calming down and gathering at the Immortal Martial Arena.

"Our entire sect is about to relocate!"

This news struck like a thunderbolt, leaving everyone dumbfounded. A grand Holy Land was actually moving from its original site, something rarely seen throughout history.

"Boom!"

The highland vibrated, crisscrossed with cracks, and some areas began to collapse, filling everyone with dread. It seemed the sacred ground would fully break open in less than half a month.

"This place brought glory to Shaking Light, but now we must leave, or a great disaster will befall us. All disciples, take your positions!"

Clearly, the Shaking Light leadership had been prepared, having anticipated this day's events countless years ago and having measures to deal with it.

A muffled sound was heard, and a surge of immortal light illuminated the sky, dimming the very sun. Auspicious signs flickered indistinctly, myriad rays of colorful light streamed forth, and all the beautiful mountain peaks were lifted from the ground.

More precisely, a section of the highland's stratum completely detached from the earth, carrying the sacred land of Shaking Light into the sky. And the palaces, towers, and cities that were already floating in the void ascended even higher.

It was as if a small continent had taken flight. Shaking Light's ancient grand array remained intact, ancient trees stood, old medicinal herbs still exuded fragrance, various spiritual birds and auspicious beasts had not fled, and the architecture remained magnificent. The entire Holy Land was relocating as a single entity.

A massive black cauldron hung highest in the sky, its Dao traces suppressing everything beneath it. It shimmered with dark gold light, mysterious and unfathomable, etched with images of flowers, birds, insects, flying beasts, crawling animals, the sun, moon, and stars, exuding an ancient and grand aura.

It was none other than the Ultimate Emperor Armament — the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron!

The venerable elders of Shaking Light had summoned it, suspending it in the firmament, where it cast down tens of thousands of Dao traces, thoroughly protecting the entire ancient land.

Relocating the entire sect, they feared attacks along the way, so they had conjured their supreme Imperial Armament for defense.

That day, the Southern Domain was shaken. Numerous ancient sects were astonished that a grand Holy Land would choose to abandon its ancestral site; it was truly world-shaking news.

Through domain gates and teleportation arrays, this news quickly spread across the Five Domains, causing a great stir throughout the world.

"Quickly head to the Southern Domain! An earth-shattering change is bound to occur at Shaking Light's former site. For us, it might be a tremendous opportunity!" Some ancient sect masters, privy to certain secrets, reacted very quickly.

"What will happen there?" Ninety percent of people were bewildered.

"A great ancient secret is likely about to be revealed..." an old sect master murmured.

Although Shaking Light had no Emperor, they forged an Imperial Armament—the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron—on a stormy night filled with thunder and lightning, proclaiming it the world's greatest miracle. Some claimed it was forged by generations of sages, who poured their hearts and souls into it, sacrificing their lives, and was the result of the entire sect's 50,000 years of collective worship. However, there had always been rumors that this was not the case at all!

The world was thrown into turmoil as events unfolded rapidly. Countless cultivators set off immediately, hurrying towards the Southern Domain.

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