Chapter 589: Taihuang Sword, Jiuli Talisman, Sky-Swallowing Jar

A formidable life requires no explanation. Fatty Duan's way of threatening people was unique; his threats involved digging up ancestral graves and desecrating tombs.

Everyone was speechless. They had never encountered such a person before; they'd heard people utter cruel words, but never threaten with the dead.

If there was a disagreement, he'd threaten to dig up your family's grave. Who could tolerate that? This eccentric and retaliatory behavior left everyone bewildered.

"Damn it, where did this fat bastard come from?" This was the unspoken thought, a murmur in many people's hearts.

However, as everyone calmed down, they became even more terrified. A half-complete Emperor's Extreme Dao Weapon hovered in the air, its oppressive aura almost suffocating them.

The Ruthless Great Emperor was arguably the most astonishing figure of all time. There were countless legends about him or her, and no single description could fully encompass their being.

Above Duan De's head, on the lid of the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Pot, the ghost-face imprint bore tear stains, yet also a smile, sunshine amidst sorrow.

Neither crying nor smiling, tears blurring the smile—this might have been the entire life of the Ruthless Great Emperor, an embodiment of their inner self, perhaps understood by no one.

Even such a childlike scribble-like mark sent chills down everyone's spines. Thinking of this Great Emperor's life and methods, everyone was awed and couldn't help but retreat.

"How does he have an Emperor's Extreme Dao Weapon!?" This was the question on many people's minds.

A half-complete Extreme Dao weapon, though it couldn't fully revive or unleash world-shaking immortal power, wasn't meant for fighting ancient emperors. To sweep away the people before them, its ordinary might was more than enough.

"What's there to show off about that broken mirror of yours? At best, it's only good for women to primp and preen with." Duan De waddled forward with his potbelly.

Above his head, the ancient Heaven-Devouring Demonic Pot's lid showered down thousands of dark rays of light, dense as a rain curtain, streaming in threads.

Everyone retreated. A half-complete Emperor's Extreme Dao Weapon was not something to be trifled with as a mere scare tactic. From ancient times until now, only a few such items existed.

An Emperor's Weapon, once activated, even if not fully revived, could still wreak havoc in all directions. Who could stop it?!

"Go on, try pointing that broken mirror at my incomparably handsome face. Let me see if I've become even more handsome." Duan De walked forward, holding the pottery lid aloft.

Yin-Yang Sect Master Wang Yangzhan's face was filled with ill fortune. Everyone else felt utterly cursed, as if they'd stepped in dog shit the moment they left home. This despicable fatty was truly hated.

"Do you think I'm easy to bully? If this Fatty doesn't show his might, you'll really think I'm a sick cat!" Fatty Duan grumbled, eyeing this person, then that one.

Finally, he fixed his gaze on Xiao Yun sheng, whose forehead had been caved in by Ye Fan's foot. He said, "Damn it, you door-smashed-head bastard! Didn't you just tell this Daoist Master to scram? Now *you* scram over here!"

"This immoral fatty!" Many cursed him inwardly, thinking his words were utterly vile. He was the type of scoundrel who specialized in hitting people in the face and exposing their weaknesses when cursing.

Xiao Yun sheng's face turned green with rage, but there was nothing he could do. He genuinely feared this dead fatty making a move; if a half-complete Emperor's Extreme Dao Weapon was unleashed, everyone would be overwhelmed.

"And that old white-haired guy, didn't you want a bowl? Go on, keep trying to snatch it!" Duan De then fixed his gaze on Wang Yangzhan.

The Yin-Yang Sect Master felt as if he had eaten a dead mouse, his mind terribly vexed. He didn't know this fatty's cultivation level, but there was an old blind man inside. If that old blind man, with his living-fossil-level cultivation, activated this lid, he could absolutely slay anything in their path.

"Boom!" Duan De was never one to suffer losses. He had been berated by many for quite a while, so now he unleashed the half-complete Extreme Dao Weapon and pressed forward to suppress them.

An aura capable of crushing ages spread. The lid of the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Pot transformed into a black hole, devouring all things in heaven and earth, pressing downwards.

Without a word, Xiao Yun sheng, despite his broken leg, endured the assault of a dozen forbidden artifacts and directly leaped off the ten-thousand-zhang high platform.

Wang Yangzhan used the damaged ancient mirror to envelop several mighty figures. They transformed into a streak of light and retreated hundreds of zhang away, far from the central area.

The half-complete Emperor's Extreme Dao Weapon was hazy, as if alive. On it, the ghost-face imprint's tear stains actually seemed to be flowing.

Everyone's blood ran cold. Legend had it that the lid of this demonic pot was refined from the Ruthless Great Emperor's skull, forming the essence of the Emperor's Weapon.

Some said the ghost-face imprint was drawn by the Great Emperor in their youth. Those were his or her happiest times; from then on, he or she became an enemy of the world, constantly unhappy and sorrowful.

Even though invincible throughout the world, what he or she remembered most vividly were those brief childhood memories. Thus, they became a unique mark, imprinted on the demonic lid.

"Damn it, come help! This lid is almost sucking me dry!" Duan De transmitted his voice.

Ye Fan and Dongfang Ye stepped forward and imbued him with divine power. The old blind man then transmitted his voice, saying, "Don't overexert yourself. This Emperor's Weapon consumes immense power. It's enough for us to protect ourselves. Those people are the masters of this land; it's impossible to suppress all of them."

"Clang!" Not far away, a set of golden battle armor emerged, shining with sky-piercing radiance, appearing beside the Ancient Hua Emperor. It was human-shaped, holding a golden holy sword and bearing a golden divine bow on its back, and surprisingly, it possessed life fluctuations.

This peerless divine armor was sentient, a transmitted Holy Weapon. Forged from divine materials, it could endure for eternity!

Ye Fan's heart was solemn. He had seen this divine armor before; the Ancient Hua Dynasty had once unleashed it before the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land to gather immortal medicine.

"As expected of an ancient divine dynasty, to bring a complete divine armor!" Many gasped.

Its shape was human-like, and its golden divine light was brilliant. It resembled a living ancient deity, inspiring heartfelt reverence and making people want to kneel in worship.

"Boom!" Divine power surged, vibrant and vigorous! Beside the Southern Ridge Demon Lord, a sun and a moon appeared, dazzlingly bright.

When the sun wheel moved, it roared like a dragon ascending to the heavens, blindingly bright, illuminating all things. When the moon wheel moved, it cried like a phoenix wailing in the Nine Netherworlds, its pure radiance like water, overflowing the world. The twin sun and moon wheels were like the true sun and moon in the sky.

This was also a transmitted Holy Weapon, capable of immortality, already possessing life fluctuations. It was left by a peerless Saint of the Southern Demon lineage from 150,000 years ago, rarely seen in the mortal realm.

"Whoosh!" On the other side, Buddhist light soared into the sky. Above the head of a divine monk from the Western Desert, a Buddha pagoda, over a meter tall, appeared. It had seven layers, built of rock, yet it could suppress all things in heaven and earth.

This was the weapon of a Bodhisattva who had attained enlightenment. Not only was the pagoda body made of Earth-Splitting Immortal Stone, a rare divine material, but when the Bodhisattva passed away, seven sarira were left behind and sealed within the pagoda body, one in each layer, making this seven-layered stone pagoda an immortal transmitted Holy Weapon!

Furthermore, its power was terrifying beyond compare, with few items able to rival it. It was one of Buddhism's supreme holy artifacts from ancient times to the present.

Suddenly, three genuine ancient Saint weapons appeared. All of them were renowned divine artifacts in the ancient history of humanity, and no one remained unmoved.

By now, many people voluntarily retreated. There was simply no way to contend anymore, as a single Saint weapon was enough to sweep them all away.

In the end, the Four Great Divine Dynasties (Great Xia, Ancient Hua, Nine Li, Divine Continent), the Southern Ridge Demon Race, Western Buddhism, Duan De and his group, and others—a total of over a dozen major powers—came to the forefront, while all others retreated.

The major powers holding the three Saint weapons, along with Duan De's group, stood at the very front. No one objected or said much; at this moment, power was the absolute truth.

People carefully studied the inscriptions on the coffin wall, afraid to miss a single character, as this was left by the Grand Emperor, recording an astonishing secret.

The original owner of this coffin was actually the Undying Heavenly Emperor, a supreme being from before the Primordial Era, surpassing deities in the hearts of the Myriad Ancient Races.

"The Undying Heavenly Emperor actually exists..." A divine monk of Buddhism was moved.

As for the events of the Primordial past, humanity had long lost most records, only scraps remained; everything else had vanished into the long river of history.

The name "Undying Heavenly Emperor" was so revered that even the Primordial Kings would prostrate themselves before it; he was the most mysterious and ancient figure. People had not expected this so-called deity to be him!

Everyone looked towards the five-colored divine ice. Inside was a human skin, whose flowing aura was comparable to a revived Emperor's Weapon, making it unbearable for people.

"Heavens, that's the Undying Heavenly Emperor's human skin! If the Primordial Races knew this, this place would surely become their holy land!"

"If those ancient beings were aware that the Undying Heavenly Emperor was buried here, the world might descend into chaos, and all Primordial Kings would mobilize and rush to this place!"

This was absolutely a sky-shattering secret!

The deity worshipped by the Myriad Ancient Races was actually buried here. He was not a phantom but had truly existed.

"He's the Undying Heavenly Emperor!"

People's shock was hard to quell, and the surging waves of terror in their hearts could not be stopped.

"A being from countless ages ago, a legendary deity, worshipped by later races, yet there was never conclusive evidence of his existence, and now, we've witnessed him!"

People marveled, for only the Undying Heavenly Emperor from endless eons ago could have such a grand scheme: felling an ancient Enlightenment Tea Tree and using an immortal tree to fashion his own coffin.

And yet, the Grand Emperor was truly something else. He actually moved the Undying Heavenly Emperor out and entered the coffin himself to slumber.

But why was only the Undying Heavenly Emperor's skin left? And where had the Grand Emperor gone? Why was he missing?

Unfortunately, there were no further records on the coffin wall. Only those few lines of text explained the original owner's identity.

"Ultimately, it still doesn't prove the existence of immortals in the world!" People sighed, unsure if they felt relief or disappointment after learning the origin.

The Undying Heavenly Emperor, though surpassing deities in the hearts of the Primordial Races, was ultimately just an invincible ancient emperor, merely deified, not a true immortal or deity.

Do immortals truly exist in this world? By now, even these great figures were bewildered; all signs indicated they did not.

"Bang!" Suddenly, someone made a move, beginning to snatch the ancient coffin and vying for the shocking immortal treasure.

At the bottom of the coffin was an engraved drawing left by the Grand Emperor. It was an imprint of the Great Dao, and no one could remain unmoved.

Duan De didn't join the commotion. He shook the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Pot, transforming it into a black abyss, and instantly collected the coffin lid. This was Enlightenment Wood, something that couldn't be exchanged for any amount of divine source.

"What you hold in your hand is truly yours, that's what's real!" Fatty Duan was quite satisfied. While others competed for the Dao imprint, he had first snatched the most practical and priceless divine object.

With such a coffin lid, one could easily enter the Enlightenment Realm by meditating on it. Even cutting off a small piece to sell would be worth a fortune.

"Bang!" Someone unleashed divine power, but it was utterly unable to crack the coffin made from the Undying Tree. Finally, the Southern Ridge Demon Lord pulled out several stone nails and pried open the outer coffin.

"Those are stone nails refined by the Undying Heavenly Emperor! They've endured the long Primordial Era and haven't been destroyed even now. They must be immortal treasures!"

Everyone's eyes turned red with envy. However, all eight stone nails fell into the Southern Ridge Demon Lord's hands, and no one managed to snatch them. This was because he held the ancient Saint's weapon—the Sun and Moon—and no one dared to approach him.

"Bang!" The wooden planks of the outer coffin were snatched and eventually fell into the hands of the Ancient Hua Dynasty and the Western Desert Divine Monk. One side held the peerless golden divine armor, and the other held the stone pagoda of a Bodhisattva's enlightenment. No one could contend against them.

Everyone else grew anxious. They began to fiercely fight over the smaller coffin inside and the Grand Emperor's Great Dao imprint.

"You can take the coffin, but the bottom plank must remain. No one is allowed to damage the Dao imprints left by the Grand Emperor; otherwise, don't blame my Great Xia for acting mercilessly!" The Great Xia Emperor spoke.

They did not possess an ancient Saint's weapon, yet they were remarkably calm and composed, scanning everyone present.

"Why should it be like that? Whoever gets it, owns it!" Someone voiced their defiance, representing the sentiment of the various major powers.

"That was left by the founder for my Great Xia. If you're unconvinced, try me!" the Great Xia Emperor coldly shouted. Just then, a brilliant light appeared above his head, unleashing earth-shattering fluctuations that almost made many mighty figures prostrate themselves.

Then, a dragon's roar echoed, and a dragon sword flew out, seeming capable of shaking down all heavens and myriad worlds!

Its blade was a dragon's head, with nine-clawed sword patterns, and its tail formed the hilt. Even if ten thousand suns gathered, their light wouldn't be as intense as its radiance.

Some mighty figures couldn't endure such oppressive power. Even with forbidden artifacts protecting them, they coughed up blood and retreated, unable to bear it.

The Emperor's Extreme Dao Weapon—the Grand Emperor Sword—had appeared! The people of the Great Xia Divine Dynasty had actually brought it here.

A dragon's roar resonated through the ages. It hovered above the Great Xia Emperor's head like an eternal light, making everyone feel compelled to prostrate themselves in worship.

At this moment, everyone fell silent with fear. With the Grand Emperor Sword unleashed, suppressing all heavens, who could resist it? It possessed unparalleled offensive power!

"Heh heh..." Suddenly, a chilling sneer echoed, making one's hair stand on end. Not far away, a demonic figure stood, its gaze cold and sharp, staring at everyone. The Divine Consciousness Remnant had appeared again!

Everyone felt a chill from head to toe. The so-called Divine Consciousness Remnant must be an embodiment of the Undying Heavenly Emperor's evil side. This was a demon; without a Saint present, no one could contend against it.

"Thankfully, the Grand Emperor Sword is here!"

The Grand Emperor Sword, capable of almost crushing all realms, transformed into a celestial dragon, circling in the air. Its endless radiance illuminated the sky, purifying every inch of space.

"Boom..." Suddenly, another tremor shook the sky. An ancient scroll flew out from the Nine Li Divine Dynasty Emperor's head, hovering in mid-air, covering heaven and earth.

"Heavens, that's the Nine Li Diagram, the Extreme Dao Emperor's Weapon of the Immortal Nine Li Divine Dynasty in the Central Plains!"

This ancient scroll encompassed all things in heaven and earth, containing three thousand great worlds. It could suppress and refine everything, causing some mighty figures to retreat, spitting blood.

In a single day, two complete Emperor's Extreme Dao Weapons surprisingly appeared, shocking everyone. No one had expected these two ancient divine dynasties to unleash the immortal treasures left by their ancestors at such a critical moment.

The Grand Emperor Sword and the Nine Li Diagram stood in direct opposition. They didn't move to suppress the demonic figure but seemed intent on a fierce clash, undoubtedly to compete for the Grand Emperor's Great Dao imprint.

"If two Emperor's Extreme Dao Weapons clash, tens of thousands of miles in every direction will be annihilated," the old blind man said. "Not to mention this place, even the Immortal Mansion world will collapse. We have no choice but to protect ourselves!"

"Boom!" He opened his mouth and spat out a jar. It was very ancient and ordinary, revealing nothing special at first glance. Yet, it was soul-stirring and sent shivers down people's spines.

"Kid, let's work together!" The old blind man patted Duan De's shoulder.

Everyone was stunned. This was the ancient Heaven-Devouring Demonic Pot of Tu Tian, the Seventh Great Bandit of the Northern Region, borrowed by the Second Great Bandit. Now, it was about to merge with the demonic lid!

"Boom!" A monstrous Emperor's might surged forth; no one even activated it. The demonic pot merged on its own, terrifying everyone. People heard a sigh.

"Heavens, this demonic pot was refined from the Ruthless Great Emperor's body! Surely, their soul isn't in it, right?!"

In the distance, even the Divine Consciousness Remnant was startled and retreated a few steps. One could imagine the oppressive power of the merged pot, as if an ancient emperor had been resurrected!

"The Ruthless Great Emperor, an enemy of the world throughout their life, astonishing through the ages. Now their Extreme Dao Emperor's Weapon has reunited. Surely, he or she won't revive, will they?!"

Throughout this process, only one person remained calm: Ye Fan. He held the Bodhi seed he had obtained from the ancient planet of Mars in his hand and had an Enlightenment Tea leaf in his mouth. His eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the Grand Emperor's Dao imprints inside the coffin, continuously comprehending them.

"Rumble..." Thunder roared in the sky, shaking the ten-thousand-zhang jade platform. Thick bolts of lightning struck down, followed by an infinite sea of thunder pouring forth.

"Damn it, who's undergoing tribulation?"

"Which bastard? Who triggered the Heavenly Tribulation at this moment?"

Everyone's expressions changed, and they couldn't help but curse.

Finally, people saw that the lightning was striking Ye Fan. His brief period of enlightenment would now lead to him undergoing tribulation!