Chapter 816 - 515: Ancient Calamity, Emperor Yuan! (Double-Length)

Chapter 816: Chapter 515: Ancient Calamity, Emperor Yuan! (Double-Length)

After rounds of competition, even these Martial Arts Grandmasters felt a deep exhaustion, with both body and soul severely drained.

Hua Sichen suddenly stepped forward, walking alone towards the depths of the Black Stele formation.

"Assistant Minister Hua, you?" Noticed by one of the Grandmaster Powerhouses.

Song Changming’s heart stirred, following along.

"Changming, did you discover something?" Song Changping immediately caught up and asked.

"I just want to take a look at one of the black steles." Song Changming shook his head and said.

There are tens of thousands of black steles here, densely packed. A thorough investigation would require an immeasurable amount of time.

More crucially, the rolling rocks above seem like an invisible force sustaining this underground space, quietly dissipating.

They’re afraid they won’t be able to stay here long.

Song Changming glanced at the rocks continuously falling from above; at the same time, the force pulling on them had weakened.

This feeling, as if someone forcibly dragged them here, to witness the black steles and that ancient war.

Now that the purpose was achieved, the restraint on them disappeared.

"It’s sending us away..." Song Changming murmured to himself, quickening his steps.

After passing row upon row of black steles, Song Changming stopped directly in front of one stele.

Hua Sichen eventually found his way here too.

This particular stele was precisely where the last Human Race shadow appeared.

As he fixed his gaze on the stele, he immediately noticed its uniqueness.

Other steles were filled with ancient characters, but this stele only had two strokes engraved, nothing else.

Most importantly, Song Changming recognized the ancient character!

Or rather, most well-educated people would recognize it, even an ordinary scholar could instantly discern that this was a Human Race ancient character originally handed down by Ancient Abyss Country.

A necessary ancient script for scholars to master for their studies.

Song Changming noticed Hua Sichen, beside him, breathing rapidly upon seeing the ancient character.

"How could this be!"

Other old Grandmasters who came along were also stunned.

"Yuan, Emperor Yuan..." Situ Ming’s mouth opened, somewhat unable to close.

At that time, as the ancient era ended, the Human Race rose. Led by an invincible Martial Saint, they established an empire spanning the entire Nine Provinces Continent and prospered.

This Human Race empire was none other than Ancient Abyss Country, and the Martial Saint with powers piercing heaven and earth was the initial emperor of Ancient Abyss, Emperor Yuan!

Emperor Yuan ruled a millennium-old empire. The Human Race dominated the Nine Provinces; all Foreign Race monsters were compelled to bow before the Human Race to earn the right of survival.

Later scholars searched through archaeological documents, all stating that the Human Race’s prosperity was not due to the trend of the era, but rather because Emperor Yuan emerged, driving the Human Race to the pinnacle of the Nine Provinces, leading to the subsequent Human Race reign.

Thus, asking who is the greatest in ancient and modern history is almost undebatable. No one could shake Emperor Yuan’s absolute status within the Human Race.

In the truest sense, there’s no one before him, nor after!

And now, they’ve found a tombstone suspected to be left by Emperor Yuan?

How could this not shock them?

"Impossible!" Bai Qing, who mostly remained silent, couldn’t hold back this time, blurting out.

Though somewhat declining, the Bai Family’s historical depth surpasses most top Noble Families.

Their family possesses numerous historical texts and knows many previously undisclosed mysteries.

"Emperor Yuan has been gone for thousands of years. How could his tombstone be here!"

Bai Qing subconsciously disbelieved this was Emperor Yuan’s tombstone and couldn’t accept that the previous Human Race ancestor shadow was Emperor Yuan’s residual soul!

Most other Grandmasters were also reluctant to believe this, but the shadow was exceptionally unique.

Upon appearing, it cleared away all other ancient race shadows, leaving only itself, then drew them into an Illusion Realm to witness the ancient race war and catastrophe.

"But what if it truly is Emperor Yuan?" Song Changping, an undead corpse, had no sense of belonging to Ancient Abyss Country during his life and didn’t understand the reverence and complex emotions Human Race Grandmasters held for Emperor Yuan.

"Indeed." Song Changming nodded, "If that truly is Emperor Yuan’s residual soul, we must analyze something."

"What was the purpose of Emperor Yuan’s residual soul pulling us into that ancient catastrophe..."

Silence set in, plunging everyone into deep thought.

What Song Changming mentioned was certainly a question worth delving into.

"If that is Emperor Yuan’s residual soul, the matter is different..." An elder Grandmaster spoke solemnly, looking towards Hua Sichen.

"Once out, I will immediately inform His Majesty of this." Hua Sichen took a deep breath and nodded.

No matter if it was Emperor Yuan’s residual soul, anything related to Emperor Yuan should be treated with utmost importance.

In their hearts was an inexplicable heavy feeling; the matter filled them with profound unease and strangeness.

Just then, the upper rocks trembled fiercely, as large amounts of dirt and stone fell, seemingly wanting to bury this underground space again.

"Let’s go!" They unhesitatingly darted upwards.

Without the space’s pulling force, escaping shouldn’t be challenging for the Grandmasters here.

"Changming, let’s go together." Song Changping spoke immediately.

"Yes." After one last look at the stele related to Emperor Yuan, Song Changming said no more, transforming into a streak of thunder and leaving.

The tens of thousands of black steles quickly were sealed again, while those ancient race residual souls remained in eternal sleep, as if destined to be their fate.

Upon emerging from the earth’s crevice and seeing daylight again, Song Changming found the Immortal Tree still wildly thrashing its roots, determined to deal with the unconscious Black Sun Devouring Beast!

Meanwhile, the Sun Devouring Beast kept gnawing at the roots, as if encountering the world’s tastiest treat, even with its belly bloated, it didn’t stop.

Several roots were chewed deeply, explaining the Immortal Tree’s complete rampage.

If it stayed still, the Sun Devouring Beast would surely gnaw it whole.

"Hmm?" As soon as Song Changming flew out of the crevice, he turned his head and saw a massive palm swooping down.

"Die!" The King of the Nine Netherworlds transformed into a hundred-meter Bull Demon, swinging its arm straight at Song Changming.

There was no restraint in this strike!

Knowing Song Changming was still under the influence of the Immortal Fruit, unable to use the master’s power within, his ability was surely compromised.

This, to him, was the perfect opportunity to eliminate Song Changming.

Of course, he wasn’t acting alone.

Besides the previously agreed Celestial Venerable Mo, the White-haired Worm Caterpillar Brothers also promised to assist.

With such grand assembly, Song Changming must be killed today!

He hadn’t forgotten the previous disgrace Song Changming brought upon him.

Just as Song Changming turned his head, the massive palm was upon him.

"Changming, watch out!" Song Changping and Song Chang’an were both shocked, then furious, yet it was too late to act.

However, his strength inevitably declined after leaving the tomb realm that compensated for lifeless energy.

Song Changming himself wasn’t flustered. His eyes scattered thunder light, and the next moment his form became another flash of thunder, spiraled around the massive arm, constantly flying upwards.

The long knife in his hand drew out, slicing past the arm.

The King’s remaining arm immediately saw flesh and skin separate, thick blood gushing forth, staining everything red.

Roar!

The King let out a painful howl, unleashed the Three Eyed Pupil Technique, the bull eyes glared furiously, shooting light beams at Song Changming.

But Song Changming was so agile that its immense size was a hindrance in battle; Song Changming easily maneuvered around, dodging repeatedly.

The King realized this, dispersing the Demon Technique effect; the enormous Demon Body suddenly shrank, reverting to over ten meters in height.

This is the battle form best showcasing its speed and explosive power.

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