Heaven-Surpassing Divine Emperor

"We beseech the Divine Bird to descend and carry our ancestors to the Nine Heavens!"

Purple Wind Frost and Zifeng Jun shouted.

Their voices shot toward the peak of the Celestial Vault...

SCREECH!

A deafening, air-tearing sound suddenly ripped through the oppressive, black sky above the Holy Mountain.

Within everyone’s line of sight, a white figure abruptly appeared.

At first, the figure was as faint as a grain of rice, but it moved with incredible speed, growing brighter and larger by the moment.

It transformed until it was as colossal as a towering mountain peak.

RUMBLE!

The mere beat of its wings stirred up violent gales. The winds howled, forcing the clouds on the horizon to part, some even being blown away completely.

WHOOSH... WHOOSH... WHOOSH...

With another beat of its wings, the Divine Bird descended upon the Holy Mountain Peak.

It was a creature bathed in shimmering silver light, its argent feathers flowing with a bright, mercury-like luster. Its sharp eyes were like those of an eagle, except one pupil was black and the other white. The Divine Bird stood on two claws, its wings folded behind its back, walking upright on the mountaintop like a member of the Human Race.

Its indifferent gaze never lingered on the crowd, staring instead at the three Human Emperor corpses on the ground!

"What is that monster?"

"A Divine Bird? Could this be the fated opportunity?"

"Do we have to kill this Divine Bird to get the treasure?"

Greed filled everyone’s eyes.

In an instant, dozens of experts could no longer hold back. They charged toward the colossal silver Divine Bird, their killing intent surging, determined to slay it.

"Don’t!"

The expressions on Zifeng Jun and Purple Wind Frost’s faces changed drastically as they cried out in alarm.

But the dozens of experts paid them no mind.

Just as they were about to strike the Divine Bird, the ever-indifferent creature whipped a wing from behind its back. The motion was silent, almost imperceptible, as if the bird hadn’t moved at all.

Yet, bathed in a flash of silver light from its feathers, the bodies of those dozens of experts began to crack inch by inch like dried earth. Their flesh sloughed off, leaving them withered husks before they finally crumbled into piles of gray bone dust, which scattered in the wind and vanished without a trace!

HISS!

The scene left everyone deeply shaken.

Even Gai Shi narrowed his eyes, his expression turning grave. "So this is the Celestial Burial Divine Bird? It truly is extraordinary!"

A strange light also rippled in Long Jingyun’s eyes.

Everyone stared at the Celestial Burial Divine Bird before them. It was simply too strong, too terrifying!

The Celestial Burial Divine Bird’s black and white eyes seemed to symbolize life and death.

Its gaze was placid.

With a light wave of its wing, the three Human Emperor corpses slowly rose into the air. The Celestial Burial Divine Bird then opened its maw and swallowed them in a single gulp.

GULP!

In the mouth of the Celestial Burial Divine Bird, the corpses of three Human Emperor Realm experts were like the most common of meals.

It chewed twice, lightly, and swallowed.

SWOOSH—

The Celestial Burial Divine Bird gave a mighty flap of its wings and shot directly into the Celestial Vault.

Its eyes seemed to see through everything in the world. Within their black and white depths, one could clearly see the transformations of myriad worlds, the turning of the seasons, and the partings of life and death...

This was a Divine Bird that had existed for countless ages!

Powerful, ancient, primordial, and majestic!

Only after the Celestial Burial Divine Bird had soared into the sky did the Black Emperor, who had been hiding in Jiang Chen’s arms, finally peek out. A look of lingering fear crossed its face, and its eyes showed deep confusion and apprehension. ’How can a place as small as the Eastern Continent have such a being? The Celestial Burial Divine Bird is said to have once buried the heavens themselves. Judging by its aura, it’s not even at its Peak. Otherwise, its body wouldn’t just be the size of a mountain. Even the Vast Sea wouldn’t be enough for a single gulp...’

’It seems the secrets of the Eastern Continent run much deeper than they appear!’

As the Black Emperor muttered to itself, a drop of milky-white Spirit Liquid fell onto its head.

The Black Emperor froze, then wiped it away with a small paw. It was a drop of milky-white Spirit Liquid, radiating a pure and cleansing Soul Power.

The moment the Spirit Liquid touched its body, it produced a feeling of utter refreshment.

It was as if its very soul had been cleansed!

’And that was just one drop!’

’With more Spirit Liquid, couldn’t one’s soul truly undergo sublimation?’

DRIP... DRIP... DRIP...

Suddenly, a sheet of Spirit Liquid raindrops began to fall from the sky, all of it converging toward a depression in the center of the mountaintop. Countless drops of Spirit Liquid pooled in the hollow.

More and more, it filled up.

After a full double-hour, a milky-white Spiritual Spring had formed in the center of the Holy Mountain Peak!

Crystalline Spirit Liquid swirled within the Spiritual Spring.

The Spirit Rain fell upon the surface of the pool, sending ripples spreading out in all directions. Abundant Spiritual Qi and a refreshing sensation that seemed to cleanse and elevate the very soul enveloped all the masters on the Holy Mountain Peak!

It was a heavenly boon. Standing in the Spirit Rain, all the experts subconsciously closed their eyes.

The soul’s serenity made it easy to enter a state of sudden enlightenment!

One by one, the experts began to advance their cultivation!

BOOM!

Someone’s body jolted as they broke through the shackles of their realm.

SHING! SHING! SHING!

Sword Qi pulsed from another person as they broke through a barrier in their techniques!

RUMBLE!

Another even had a breakthrough in their Mystical Understanding, causing heaven and earth to resonate...

At that moment, the Holy Mountain Peak had become an unparalleled Cultivation Treasure Land!

’So that’s how it is... I’ve been trying to perfectly fuse Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind, but I was always missing something. This was what I lacked. I understand now. Today’s insight has allowed me to perfectly fuse my four Mystical Techniques, and that final flaw is gone. Once things here are settled, I can break through to the Union Palace Realm Eighth Stage!’ A slight smile touched Jiang Chen’s lips.

In the midst of the Spirit Rain, everyone had reaped immense benefits.

Some discreet Human Kings even broke through to new levels.

As the Spirit Rain slowly dissipated, the breakthroughs came to a halt. But when everyone opened their eyes, a strange atmosphere descended upon the Holy Mountain Peak.

Everyone’s gaze turned toward the milky-white Spiritual Spring in the center of the Holy Mountain Peak.

Just a moment ago, the light Spirit Rain had been enough to allow them to break through their realms and benefit immensely.

If one could claim this entire pool of Spiritual Spring for themselves... wouldn’t their progress soar, allowing them to ascend to the heavens?

Long Jingyun laughed heartily and stepped forward. "Everyone, this Spiritual Spring now belongs to me, Long Jingyun. I shall remember the favor you’ve all shown me. In the future, if you ever need anything, you can come find me in the Dragon Emperor Ancient Country!"

As he spoke, Long Jingyun strode toward the Spiritual Spring with the gait of a dragon and the bearing of a tiger.

SHING!

A flash of saber light flared out, blocking his path.

It was a red-faced middle-aged man, a cultivator at the Third Stage of the Human King Realm. He smiled faintly and said, "Long Jingyun, you are still young, with extraordinary potential. I’m afraid this Spiritual Spring would be like pulling up a seedling to help it grow—detrimental to your future. It’s better to leave it to me, Master Ouyang!"

"Master Ouyang, have you no shame?"

A middle-aged man in a simple, elegant robe sneered and strode forward, his face alight with greed. "A treasure like this should be handed over to the Alchemy Master Guild. I shall take it back and refine it into a Supreme Treasure Pill to benefit all of mankind!"

"This should belong to our Luotian Dynasty!"

"It belongs to our Icefield Race!"

"Bullshit! It should be ours, the Artifact Refiner Guild’s..."

"Ours, the Dragon Emperor Ancient Country’s..."

The experts argued until they were red in the face.

They roared at one another, their hands on their hilts, a great battle about to erupt at any moment.

Just then... a calm voice suddenly sounded from within the crowd, causing everyone to look on in stunned disbelief, as if they had been struck by Petrification Magic...

"Little Black, pack up all this Spirit Liquid. We’ll take it home and drink it slowly!"