Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"A memento from a True God?"

Inside the Battle Space, Yang Xiao watched the streak of light and muttered under his breath.

He said nothing more.

As a former Supreme Divine King, how could he not know? This was a memento a True God would leave on a descendant who was not exceptionally important, yet still held some significance.

Compared to a wisp of will or a clone left by a True God, this kind of memento wouldn't appear to fend off enemies when the descendant was in danger. However, after the descendant's death, it would completely store their final moments—the scene of their death—and carry it back to the True God who left the Divine Thought.

In other words, the scene of Yang Xiao killing someone had already been witnessed by a certain True God Level expert on the Holy Celestial Continent.

And it was precisely because the Qin Family Ancestor knew this that his expression changed drastically.

He felt that Yang Xiao had gotten himself into enormous trouble.

Compared to the Ancestor, however, Yang Xiao was much calmer, not taking it to heart at all.

'Just a True God!'

He feared neither Divine Kings nor Great Emperors. He wasn't even afraid of beings like the Lord of Immortal Dao—existences who had definitively stepped into the Saint Emperor Realm and possibly even surpassed it.

'What's a mere True God to me?'

'How could I possibly take him seriously?'

Soon, Ao Tianjue died, the Battle Space vanished, and Yang Xiao reappeared on Tier Nine of the Ascension Platform. Now, when many people looked at him, a trace of reverence was in their eyes, no longer wavering and uncertain as before.

A sentence suddenly rang in Yang Xiao's mind: 'The way to rule subordinates, the Emperor's Heart Technique, lies in wielding both grace and might. Without grace and virtue, the people's hearts will scatter. Without might and prestige, the people's hearts will turn to rebellion. Only by balancing grace and might, by possessing both virtue and prestige, can one achieve long-term peace and stability. This is the Emperor Dao!'

As this thought arose,

the Visible Flood Dragon within Yang Xiao's body erupted with brilliant Golden Light and began to hum softly. Vaguely, it seemed he could now see into the hearts of others.

Clearly, the Emperor Golden Dragon Secret Technique had advanced again.

'The deeper my comprehension of this Secret Technique, the more profound I find it. If I can advance it one more step, I might be able to comprehend a wisp of the Power of the Emperor. Only by possessing this Power of the Emperor can I truly become a candidate for Human Emperor. At that time, even if Cousin Xuanyuan holds the Human Emperor Position, he won't be able to strip me of my Emperor Golden Dragon Secret Technique again.'

A thought crossed Yang Xiao's mind. His gaze, however, fell upon the top of the Ascension Platform.

If he could stand there, perhaps he could comprehend the true Power of the Emperor.

Back then, in his second life as the Flame Emperor's son, Yang Xiao had once stood at the top of the Divine Ascension Platform. He knew that there, an extremely dense Power of the Emperor would be infused into the one who reached the summit via Dharma Transmission.

'For a Mortal Martial Artist like me, this Mortal Ascension Platform is equivalent to a True God Realm expert climbing the Divine Ascension Platform. I imagine there should also be a Dharma Transmission of the Power of the Emperor. Moreover, this time, I'm not like I was in my last life—with no cultivation, only my skill in the Medicine Dao. I reckon that no matter how unwilling Xuanyuan is, he can't possibly stop me from receiving the Dharma Transmission of the Power of the Emperor. When that happens, and I condense the Power of the Emperor in one fell swoop, my foundation will finally be secure.'

Once he had the Power of the Emperor, the Emperor Golden Dragon Secret Technique would no longer be like a rootless duckweed, easily destroyed at another's whim.

Furthermore, with the enhancement from the Power of the Emperor, Yang Xiao's Emperor Golden Dragon Secret Technique would become even more terrifying. His Combat Power would likely increase dramatically.

'However, before that, I should make another preparation: subdue all the Immortal Dao Influences and all the mortal commoners of the entire Profound Sun Continent. Then, I will set up a Heaven and Earth Altar and ascend to the position of the Human Race's Common Lord. Even without the Dharma Transmission of the Power of the Emperor, I can still comprehend the Power of the Emperor in one go. At that point, Xuanyuan still won't be able to do anything to me.'

A thought crossed Yang Xiao's mind.

With a flash, his figure moved.

He was on Tier Ten.

Right now, he no longer needed to comprehend the Gold Element Origin Power, and the Power of the Emperor was not something so easily comprehended. Therefore, there was no need to linger.

All he had to do now was climb.

Seeing Yang Xiao step onto Tier Ten, the people outside all gasped in astonishment.

Although they had never stepped on it themselves, they had seen others do it. While Yang Xiao was in the Battle Space, no fewer than ten people had tried to go from Tier Nine to Tier Ten. But without exception, all those below the Great Divine Power Realm Third Layer had died. Even experts at the Great Divine Power Realm Third Layer couldn't last long.

The strength Yang Xiao had just displayed, though it had suppressed Ao Tianjue, did he really have the strength of the Great Divine Power Realm Third Layer?

Many in the crowd were skeptical.

But the result left them completely shocked.

When Yang Xiao ascended to Tier Ten, he was as steady as Mount Tai.

'One level every nine tiers, that saying is indeed correct. On Tier Nine, even someone at the Great Divine Power Realm First Layer could gain a foothold. But the pressure of this Tier Ten can kill even someone at the Peak of the Great Divine Power Realm Second Layer. To be as steady as a mountain, one must at least reach the Peak of the Great Divine Power Realm Third Layer.'

Yang Xiao thought to himself as his figure arrived on Tier Eleven.

He was still as steady as Mount Tai.

Following that was Tier Twelve.

Then Tier Thirteen.

He climbed without a hint of a pause, moving upward the instant his foot landed.

His speed was not the slightest bit slower than Qin Qian and the others before; it was even much faster.

This scene left everyone who saw it in utter shock.

"I can't believe it. We all underestimated him."

Someone, shaken to the core, sighed softly.

Others, like the Qin Family Patriarch, had grim, gloomy expressions.

Originally, he thought there was no way Yang Xiao could threaten his Qian'er. That way, even if his Qian'er couldn't reach the summit, as long as he maintained first place and suppressed Yang Xiao, he would definitely have a chance to become a Human Emperor Disciple.

But now, it seemed this brat had hidden his true strength too deeply.

However, glancing at his son Qin Qian who had already reached Tier Ninety-nine but had not gone higher, the Qin Family Patriarch's heart settled a little.

'It seems Qian'er already has a plan. Hmph, let's not even talk about whether that brat can make it to Tier Ninety-nine. Even if he does, so what? Qian'er will definitely give him a lesson he'll never forget.'

The Qin Family Patriarch's heart calmed once more.

This son of his was sometimes even more reliable than he was.

For instance, right now, others saw that Qin Qian and the other eight candidates for Human Emperor Disciple were all on Tier Ninety-nine and would probably assume their strengths were comparable.

But only the Qin Family Patriarch knew this was his son's scheme.

After Tier Ninety-nine, it would be his son's stage to perform on, and his alone.

Everyone else,

probably wouldn't even be able to set foot there.

As for that Yang Xiao who had just stepped on Tier Thirteen… uh, now it was Tier Eighteen.

'No matter how strong he is, he's no match for my Qian'er.'

The Qin Family Patriarch was full of confidence.

And Yang Xiao, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, stepped onto Tier Nineteen.

Here, the pressure had reached a point where even someone at the Peak of the Great Divine Power Realm Fourth Layer might not be able to stand firm.

Yet Yang Xiao remained as steady as Mount Tai.

And in the next second, he reached Tier Twenty, then Tier Twenty-one…

forging ahead without rest.

And at this very moment, on the Holy Celestial Continent, ten million li across the sea from the Profound Sun Continent, a streak of light flew past and landed inside the incomparably luxurious Divine Palace at the continent's center.

In an instant, a middle-aged man in a purple robe shot to his feet, his aura surging out wildly.

The True God Level pressure made all living beings in the entire Divine Palace tremble in fear.

"Damn you! Damn you! On the tiny Profound Sun Continent, someone actually dared to kill my, Ao Fengyun's, son! Good. Just great! Jue'Er, because of your mother, your father didn't dare to care for you too much while you were alive. It caused you to be unable to even stay on the Holy Celestial Continent, forcing you to wander destitute, exiled to that barren Profound Sun Continent. Now that you are dead, if your father doesn't stand up for you, what right do I have to be your father? How can I face your mother!"

The moment the words fell, the purple-robed middle-aged man, Ao Fengyun, soared into the air.

He shot straight toward the Profound Sun Continent.