Peerless God Emperor

The Hou Sheng sat on the ground like that, allowing the astral wind to pat his body, as if he did not feel anything.    

Looking ahead, there was a figure seated, a strange energy of the Great Way enveloping his body, Jiang Fengjue's entire body was bathed in the God Light, making him look extremely dazzling.    

Obviously, Jiang Fengjue was in the midst of inheriting the sacred art left behind by the Grand Sage.    

"How boring. I wonder how much longer it will take." Hou Sheng complained. Suddenly, he regretted listening to the old man's words. What treasure was there?    

After a period of time, a bright divine light exploded from Jiang Fengjue's body. A pattern flashed between his eyebrows, and then something seemed to have appeared in the depths of his mind. It was the two divine abilities that had been passed down.    

"So profound …" With a rough glance, Jiang Fengjue felt those two abilities were extremely profound, and the difficulty of cultivating them was extremely harsh.    

One of the main killing techniques was called Heaven Fighting Fist. It could suppress the heaven and earth with one punch and move the body even more. Its power would continue to grow stronger with each punch, but it required a lot of physical strength.    

As for the other movement ability, it was called the Nine Heavens Thunder Steps. When one stepped on lightning, it spanned across the void, and when cultivated to a certain degree, with one step, it could even release the true divine lightning light. It was extremely powerful, and it was a movement technique that combined both speed and strength.    

The sacred art that Master had left behind was indeed extraordinary.    

The light in Jiang Fengjue's eyes dimmed as he stood up and looked in the direction of the marquis before saying, "It's done."    

"It's finally recovered!" A golden light flashed in Hou Sheng's eyes as he arrived beside Jiang Fengjue and asked, "Didn't you say you had something to give me? Where is it?"    

"You …" Jiang FengJue froze in shock, how could he be so direct?    

Jiang Fengjue raised a finger and pointed towards the space between the marquis's eyebrows. Immediately, a ray of divine light shot into the centre of the marquis' eyebrows. The marquis frowned as he felt a large amount of information gush into his head.    

"Heaven Fighting Fist, its name sounds very domineering." The marquis muttered to himself.    

"This art should be very suitable for you to cultivate. However, I must remind you that this art is not to be easily transmitted to others. If your fleshly body does not meet the requirements for cultivation, cultivating it will be detrimental." Jiang Feng Jue said with a serious expression.    

"Got it." Hou Sheng nodded. Since Jiang Feng was willing to teach him this art, he naturally wouldn't go against his wishes.    

"Now go out." After Jiang Fengjue spoke, the marquis was stunned. How was he going to get out?    

There wasn't even an exit. Could he have just flown out?    

Jiang Fengjue extended his palm, as if a great dao pattern appeared in the middle of his palm. The pattern spun crazily, as beams of dazzling divine light shot out from it into the sky, connecting Jiang Fengjue's palm to the heavens and the earth.    

"Open." Jiang Fengxian spat out a word. He pushed out his palm and the picture flew out. The boundless energy of the world surged into the picture, as if it was one with the Great Dao. Finally, the picture carried all of its power and shot towards the sky, creating a gap in the sky.    

"Let's go." Jiang Fengjue took a step forward. His body was as nimble as a phantom, and he immediately disappeared from where he stood.    

Hou Sheng also took a fierce step forward. The terrifying power caused the space to tremble, before his body explosively shot across space at a speed that wasn't much slower than Jiang Fengjue.    

… ….    

The Ling Mountain was the most legendary place of the Xia Wang Jie. It was like an immortal mountain standing on the ground, releasing an ethereal, illusory aura.    

"Screech!"    

A sharp whistling sound rang out in the distance, as a fiery-red silhouette soared through the air. It was none other than the Purgatory Blood Phoenix. Above the Purgatory Blood Phoenix, there was a silver-robed figure with long hair fluttering in the wind.    

The blood coloured phoenix looked in front of it with its large eyes and quivered its wings. Its body drew a beautiful arc in the air and shot straight towards the summit of Ling Mountain.    

"He's here!" Above Ling Mountain, exclamations came one after another. Many gazes looked down and saw a man and a bird flying up, their speeds extremely fast.    

Yuheng Zi was also among them. His gaze seemed to be able to pierce through the endless space as it landed on the silver-cloaked figure. His eyes appeared extremely calm.    

He knew that after expelling the Eastern Emperor from the city that day, the other party must have a Resentment in his heart. Thus, he had specially rushed over to take a look today, and he also wanted to know to what extent the Eastern Emperor Hao would reach.    

The Ling Mountain was not that easy to get on.    

As the man and bird flew to a certain height, layers of pressure descended from above Ling Mountain. It was as though the heavens were suppressing everything.    

However, the Eastern Emperor Hao's expression was extremely calm from the beginning till the end. In his hand, a triangle-edged, two-bladed blade appeared, his arm shook, and the long blade thrust out a beam of dazzling divine light, which then tore open a crack in the space in front of them, and the crack continued to spread out, becoming bigger and bigger. It was obvious how powerful this attack was.    

Before the imposing aura descending from the sky could land on the Eastern Emperor Hao's body, he was already engulfed by the spatial crack and buried in nothingness.    

The speed of the bird and the man were still the same. They weren't affected in the slightest by the pressure. The destruction of the bird caused them to feel as if they were burying a great dao, destroying everything in its path.    

"As expected of a War God's physique, the power of the attack at this level is already at the High Rank of Monarch Stage level!" Many of the powerful figures who saw the Eastern Emperor Hao's tyrannical battle power were all shocked. The Eastern Emperor Hao was the number one expert of the Nine Realms, and even if he were to fight in a real battle, few would be his match.    

At this time, it was as if layers upon layers of mountains had fallen on their land, all of them filled with immortal light, as if they were divine mountains. Every single immortal mountain was heavy, and carried a tyrannical Power of the Great Way with them as they smashed down.    

Sensing the enormous pressure bearing down on him, Eastern Emperor Hao's expression was as calm as ever. He took a step forward, and a brilliant halo of light surrounded him as he flew into the air. He looked like a war god, and his body emanated a powerful, imposing aura that seemed to be able to overwhelm everything.    

"Bang, bang!"    

The Eastern Emperor Hao took two steps forward consecutively, and his battle power crushed the surrounding space, destroying one mountain shadow after another. However, the mountain shadow seemed to be endless, continuously falling down, and even some mountain shadows contained the power of space, which was actually able to move across space and attack, causing the Eastern Emperor Hao's body to tremble violently, as if it was unable to move any further.    

"Boom …"    

A stream of powerful Qi was released from Eastern Emperor Hao's body, his entire body released a divine light, transforming into a defensive light curtain, his body seemed to be nailed there, allowing the mountain shadow to smash on his body, remaining unmoving and unmoving.    

"This defensive power..." Many of the Supreme Elders were speechless. He was only a mere Emperor level expert, and yet he was already so powerful? Just how powerful would he be in the future?    

Eastern Emperor Hao's long hair flew in the air, he stepped on the sky, the defensive light curtain seemed to be able to support the heaven and earth, he took one step at a time, blocking all the incoming attacks, he was so powerful that no attacks could destroy him.    

As his feet landed, the space around him began to emit rumbling sounds like the roars of war gods, shaking the air. The figures atop the Ling Mountain could all hear these sounds and their hearts couldn't help but ripple.    

It's true, what a monster!    

"This child's talent is unrivalled, not to mention suppressing a generation of Boundless Sea, I think even in the last tens of thousands of years, there is no one who can compare to him. He is simply the reincarnation of a god of war, looking down upon the world!"    

One of the silhouettes spoke in a low voice, his tone filled with emotion. Although his cultivation was stronger than the Eastern Emperor Hao's, when he saw such a peerless character, he still couldn't help but admire him.    

People came out from the rivers and mountains, each taking the lead for hundreds of years!    

Even Yuheng Zi, who had always been pessimistic of the Eastern Emperor, couldn't help but to nod his head in admiration when he saw his amazing performance. This kid was arrogant, his talent was unquestionable, he was extremely outstanding.    

Rumbling sounds resounded through the air one after another, and the Eastern Emperor Hao advanced, the tri-edged and two-edged blade in his hand, breaking through all obstructions. It did not take long for him to reach the peak of Ling Mountain, and in that instant, many eyes were staring at him, filled with admiration.    

However, when Donghuang Hao saw the scene in front of him, his expression remained as indifferent as ever, as if nothing had happened.    

"This …" The expressions on the faces of the crowd stiffened, they didn't know what to say.    

He seemed to have been ignored!    

Back then, when the Eastern Emperor Hao wanted to go to the Ling Mountain to take a look, he was rejected by Yuheng Zi. Now that he had successfully ascended to the Ling Mountain, he naturally wouldn't let them have a good look.    

Eastern Emperor Hao turned and walked in a certain direction, not even sparing them a glance, causing the expressions of the crowd to grow even more awkward. All the people who had entered the Ling Mountain in the past respected them greatly, making him the number one person amongst the younger generation that didn't give them face.    

Everyone watched as the Eastern Emperor Hao walked past them. Their hearts were filled with mixed feelings. They couldn't say it out loud, but they couldn't say it out loud either.    

The Eastern Emperor Hao's eyes seemed to be devoid of those people, he looked ahead of him, there was a golden palace, even though it was glowing with a golden light, but it emitted an ancient aura, as if it had experienced countless years of baptism, making people want to kneel down and worship it.    

That golden palace was the divine hall!    

At this moment, Donghuang Yu was walking in the direction of the shrine.    

"Halt." Right at this moment, a calm voice sounded from a certain direction. The person who spoke was Yuheng Zi.    

Hearing this voice, Eastern Emperor Hao's eyebrows twitched, he stood there motionlessly, a look of reminiscence appearing on his face, then he finally remembered, before, it was this voice that stopped him from entering the Ling Mountain, is he also here today?    

He actually wanted to stop him from entering the shrine?    

However, since ancient times, there had never been a case of Ling Mountain not allowing anyone to enter the Sacred Palace. Last time, he had endured it.    

The Eastern Emperor's Hao turned his head and looked in the direction of Yuheng Zi, his eyes shooting out a dazzling light, his body faintly emitting a sharp aura!