Chapter 1373: Emperor Weapon's Lament

Chapter 1375: The Fall of Imperial Weapons

The dragon-horse's hair stood on end. Compared to that colossal beast, they were similar in appearance, but it was like a miniature doll. That gigantic divine beast, transformed into a true dragon, vanished into the depths of the immortal mountain with a flick of its tail.

Its dragon claws, shimmering with red light, were large enough to cover a cluster of mountain peaks. Its immense dragon head could shatter giant stars, majestic and grand, like the ancestral dragon of eternity.

Daoist Baijie's eyes shot out two brilliant beams of light. He exclaimed, "We've met an ancestor! Hurry and chase, nephew! This is our fortune. Whether this humble Daoist can achieve anything in the future depends entirely on you."

"You're a donkey, he's a dragon. What connection do you have?!" everyone thought to themselves, but no one dared to correct him.

White smoke billowed from the dragon-horse's nostrils. Having been called "nephew donkey" recently, it was quite annoyed, but it couldn't win a fight and couldn't escape, so it was truly helpless.

A group of people, primarily Great Sages, pursued it, venturing deep into Imperial Weapon Mountain. They all wanted to confirm whether the mount of the ancient Great Emperor had truly survived.

Mist permeated the air, and immortal fog steamed, transforming into a rain of light, shimmering with colorful radiance. In this ancient forest, both old trees and rocks were imbued with mystical hues, captivating all who beheld them.

This was no great tomb; it was clearly a small world of immortal land, abundant with lush vegetation, silver waterfalls like ribbons, and spectacular mountain scenery, highly suitable for cultivation.

Deep within Imperial Weapon Mountain, not a trace of death aura could be felt. Instead, there were only faint immortal Dao runes, touched by the subtle imperial aura of the ancient Great Emperor.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a blazing light flew forth, becoming the sole eternal brilliance. Everything else in the world lost its luster, overshadowed by its extreme splendor and unparalleled glory.

It was too fast, surpassing the limits of human comprehension—it was akin to a divine ray, piercing through all obstacles in an instant.

"Pfft!"

Accompanied by a muffled groan, a Heavenly King from the ancient race collapsed. Demonic blood, vividly crimson, splattered across the sky, drenching and collapsing the mountains below, causing all vegetation to wither.

It was a desolate scene: divine blood splattered, and he opened his mouth as if to speak, but he was incredibly weak. His lips twitched, his eyes lost focus, and then he completely fell into the dust.

"Boom!"

This person had "transformed into the Dao"; his body disintegrated into a rain of light, not even a single crystalline bone remaining, all turning to ash.

What was that? A single strike killed an ancient race Heavenly King who was only half a step away from becoming a Great Sage, perishing on the spot. It was truly terrifying.

An existence at the peak of the Saint King realm, destined to become a Great Sage and transform into a Demonic God, yet perished without even a sound.

No one could clearly see it; the divine ray merely flashed by, leaving everyone silent with fear. The crisis within the Imperial Tomb had finally manifested, so sinister that they didn't even know how the person died.

The Human Race Protector frowned, stepped forward to observe, then quickly recoiled as if stung by a scorpion. That spot was dotted with light rain, and the power of "transformation into the Dao" was intense, almost engulfing him.

"Did you see that? Was it a living being, or some kind of divine artifact? How could it be so defying-the-heavens?" the leader of the Ox-Demon Clan asked. Even as a Great Sage, he hadn't seen clearly. He only saw a shocking rainbow flash by, and then an ancient race expert died.

Could it have been that dragon-horse from earlier? Someone wondered. That was the mount of an ancient Great Emperor; if it truly unleashed its power, everyone would likely be in trouble.

However, a Great Sage shook his head. The aura didn't quite match; that colossal red dragon was like a mountain, grand and majestic, whereas the divine ray just now was very small and merely pierced through.

"Everyone, this place is called Imperial Weapon Mountain, where ancient Great Emperors buried their weapons. We must be careful and cautious. I feel that the light just now was a bit..." Daoist Baijie began, but his words were suddenly cut short.

A blazing light flew forth, like a heaven-shaking rainbow piercing through heaven and earth. It shone so brightly that everyone closed their eyes, tears of blood streaming down, as if their eyes were being cut by knives.

This was too terrifying!

Daoist Baijie let out a cry, his body spun rapidly as he performed a "substitute death" technique. His true body departed, leaving behind a puppet that was pierced through. Then, a muffled groan was heard, and behind him, two more Saint Kings were cut down. Blood splattered, and they immediately transformed into a rain of light, falling onto the mountain ground and self-transforming into the Dao, leaving nothing behind.

Silence descended upon the surroundings. People sensed a strange and powerful aura, as if a primordial beast was lurking in the shadows, ready to hunt down every supreme expert.

The glistening Measure-Heaven Ruler and the gleaming Adamantine Bracelet floated in the sky, protecting the various racial armies below, guarding against another sneak attack.

"Everyone, do not act rashly. Even if you see a divine object, do not attempt to retrieve it on your own, or it could lead to great disaster," the Human Race Protector solemnly warned.

After this calamity, everyone became cautious, staying strictly within the protective range of the Great Sages, not daring to venture out rashly.

"What on earth was that?" Even the Stone Saint Spirit whispered, revealing an expression of extreme solemnity. This made him feel an immense threat.

The divine ray just now was definitely aimed at Daoist Baijie. Daring to attack a Great Sage indicated that it could threaten everyone present, making them all targets.

The mountains were towering, medicinal herbs covered the ground, and divine waterfalls stretched boundlessly. In this paradise-like pure land, murderous intent lurked, and everyone wore a solemn expression.

The surrounding mist grew thicker, and people felt an ominous presence. Banners of the various racial armies fluttered, comprising dozens, even hundreds of divisions, with countless individuals. Could they all be annihilated here? People dared not imagine. The tomb of an ancient Great Emperor was not to be provoked; they had only just entered and already faced such a great crisis.

"It's coming again!"

Everyone sensed an aura that made all realms tremble, immense fluctuations, dazzling divine light that threatened to shatter every bone in their bodies.

This fluctuation was too terrifying, even stronger than before. The Great Sages' expressions all turned grim; this was beyond their control and comprehension, completely different from what they had anticipated.

"Whoosh!"

An immortal divine light shot forth, piercing through all realms. No tangible substance could escape its destructive power. With a thunderous roar, it easily tore apart a light shield erected by a Great Sage, penetrating through it.

It swept down towards the armies of various races. Such an assault, such domineering power, truly "killed gods if they blocked, slayed buddhas if they blocked." It could undoubtedly annihilate countless beings in an instant, causing immense bloodshed.

It was like divine light from an immortal realm pouring down, shattering all techniques. The first to bear the brunt was the Measure-Heaven Ruler, less than an arm's length, even though it radiated divine brilliance, bore traces of immortal tears, and possessed some semblance of a supreme artifact.

But now, it seemed insufficient. With barely a touch, it trembled and flew sideways, shaking violently, like a lamb facing a ferocious dragon!

This... was somewhat unbelievable. This was a Saint Spirit Weapon forged from Immortal Tear Green Gold, yet it was so vulnerable, naturally suppressed, trembling uncontrollably.

"Boom!"

The divine ray descended, fixing on the Measure-Heaven Ruler and directly attacking it. Perhaps it was because among all the weapons there, only it was truly special, being forged from divine metal, which attracted the divine ray's attention.

The Saint Spirit roared, radiating god-like majesty from its one-meter-tall body, summoning its weapon, fearing it would be destroyed by this strike.

With a *hiss*, the divine aura was resplendent, green light gleamed, and the Measure-Heaven Ruler, forged from Immortal Tear Green Gold, flew back, dodging the attack and rushing towards its master.

However, the divine ray followed like a shadow, striking first and hitting the precious ruler. With a crisp *clang*, cracks actually appeared on its surface.

And it erupted with incomparable light, causing many to shed tears of blood, unable to look directly at it; that divine brilliance was too terrifying.

Everyone was stunned. How powerful must this divine object be to actually damage Immortal Tear Green Gold? This... was definitely an Imperial Weapon, otherwise, it wouldn't possess such might!

It's important to know that in this world, things like the Primordial Mother Qi Root, Phoenix Blood Red Gold, and Immortal Tear Green Gold are the strongest immortal materials. Simply by evaluating their immortality and hardness, it's difficult to find anything that surpasses them!

"Retrieve!"

The stone man roared, opening his mouth to inhale a foot-long green radiance, swallowing his precious ruler. He was heartbroken; this Saint Weapon was damaged, and he didn't know how many years it would take to nourish it back to health.

A storm of immortal lightning struck, its divine light dazzling, actually heading straight for him. The Saint Spirit let out a roar, unleashing his most powerful divine energy to strike it down.

"Boom!"

He was sent flying. As powerful as a peak Great Sage, only half a step away from entering the Quasi-Emperor realm, he couldn't resist at all. Without any suspense, he was launched backward.

Moreover, his right fist was already mangled, divine blood splattered, and crystalline divine radiance dyed the heavens and earth red. And it wasn't over; his entire right arm began to transform into the Dao, rapidly becoming a rain of light.

Let alone ordinary people, even the Great Sages felt their hair stand on end. This attack was too horrifying; even those of their caliber couldn't withstand it, let alone fight against it.

"Pfft!"

The stone man was incredibly decisive. His left hand transformed into a Saint Sword, a cold light flashed, and with a *crack*, he sliced off his own right arm at the shoulder, allowing divine blood to gush forth.

That arm rapidly transformed into the Dao, becoming a rain of light, leaving nothing behind. The horror of the scene left everyone breathless.

"Impossible... What is going on?!" Everyone felt a chill down their spine, and many cried out, trembling.

It was too terrifying. Was someone controlling everything here, wielding Imperial Weapons to attack the powerful experts? This horror chilled everyone to the bone.

This exceeded everyone's expectations. It was just a Great Emperor's tomb; why would there be a living supreme being? Was he controlling all of this?

A long time passed, and the area remained quiet. Everyone felt an immense weight in their hearts, as if a great mountain was pressing down on them.

"Boom!"

Ahead, a blazing light surged up. Many ancient mountains exploded, vast majestic peaks shattered, and massive boulders crashed down like clouds!

Everyone was startled. What kind of upheaval was this?

*Rumble rumble*, boulders shot through the sky, divine energy roared like crashing waves, vast chaos exploded, ancient mountains ripped apart—the area was in utter chaos.

The ancient land ahead completely split open, countless mountain ranges collapsed, eventually revealing a magnificent altar, as if the first divine mountain of ancient times had been cut in half, becoming the ancient divine platform before them.

On it, five or six weapons were arrayed. Some shone brilliantly, emitting immortal divine radiance, while others were simple and unadorned, without any fluctuations.

With the arrival of the crowd, these ancient artifacts awakened, emitting blazing light. One of them was precisely the divine ray that had attacked everyone earlier, causing even the Saint Spirit to suffer grievously.

"No way, the aura of Imperial Weapons... could they all be Imperial Weapons? So many gathered in one place?!" People simply couldn't believe it.

This was unrealistic. The Imperial Weapons in the entire universe could be counted, yet several had suddenly appeared in this ancient tomb, like living myths!

Suddenly, without a sound, a dull weapon flew forth with an unstoppable force, piercing through the forehead of an alien Demonic God. Blood splattered, and he died instantly on the spot.

"He's dead! A Great Sage is dead!" People erupted in shock. In front of such a weapon, even a supreme ancient Demonic God couldn't resist, being killed on the spot.

This made people feel as if they were in an ancient dream. The weapon repository of an ancient Great Emperor, mountains exploding to reveal such a divine demon altar, and long-sealed weapons emerging—it was truly breathtaking.