The Twelve Emperor Heavens

Inside the crimson-gold hall, Yi Yun leaped into the air, his body soaring straight up to the dome of the hall. He grabbed the Sun-Shooting Nine Sorrows Bow and took it down.

In an instant, a feeling as heavy as a mountain came to Yi Yun's arm, and he felt his body sink down!

"Boom!"

Yi Yun landed heavily on the ground, his feet feeling slightly numb.

A bow as thick as an infant's wrist was so heavy that Yi Yun had to use all his vital energy to lift it.

When Yi Yun picked up the Sun-Shooting Nine Sorrows Bow, he felt a slight stinging pain in his arm. He looked down and saw that the Emperor's Mark on his arm was disappearing rapidly, vanishing completely in just a few breaths.

"They're all gone?"

Yi Yun was stunned. Emperor's Mark he had accumulated were used up just by acquiring the Sun-Shooting Nine Sorrows Bow. That was too fast...

Just then, the voice rang out. "The Sun-Shooting Nine Sorrows Bow is one of the most precious treasures in the Empress Secret Realm. The material of its bow comes from the World Tree, and the winding red lines on the bow are actually the blood of gods."

"To obtain it, your performance in the previous trials alone is not enough. However... the great era is approaching. Before the young lady fell into slumber, she had already planned to leave some of her legacy to you, hoping that you can make good use of its value."

The voice, which had previously been cold and devoid of emotion, now carried a sense of desolation.

"These three great halls hold opportunities prepared for you; take good care of yourselves..."

After the voice finished speaking, it disappeared without a trace.

Miss? She's probably the Artifact Spirit the God Descending Tower...

Yi Yun gently stroked the Sun-Shooting Nine Sorrows Bow; he was indeed lacking a bow at the moment.

A great era is approaching, but I wonder what this so-called great era refers to?

Yi Yun held the bow in his left hand and took out a Chasing Wind Arrows with his right. He bent the bow and nocked the arrow, using all his strength, but he still couldn't draw the divine bow.

What a heavy bow!

With a thought, Yi Yun began to circulate Pure Yang Vital Energy within his body.

"Open!"

Yi Yun let out a low shout, and the faint phantom of a golden crow appeared behind him. With the support of the Pure Yang Law, he finally managed to pull back the Sun-Shooting Nine Sorrows Bow a little bit.

As the divine bow was drawn, it began to glow with a pale golden light, which converged towards the bowstring and eventually landed on the Chasing Wind Arrows.

In an instant, the originally ordinary Chasing Wind Arrows seemed to be transformed by this divine light, its entire body radiating golden light, as if it had gathered infinite power.

"What terrifying power."

Yi Yun was shocked. A bow could actually change the shape of the arrow it shot, turning ordinary iron into Spirit Transformation metal!

This is only a small opening; if it's fully opened, who knows what the situation will be like.

Yi Yun put away his bow, not daring to shoot the arrow. He had a feeling that even if he only drew the Sun-Shooting Nine Sorrows Bow slightly, once he released the arrow, it would drain all his strength.

Yi Yun couldn't help but touch the winding red thread on the bow. The voice said that this red thread was actually the blood of a god. He didn't know what god this referred to. He couldn't help but think of the broken sword he obtained in the Pure Yang Sword Palace. That broken sword was also stained with blood. That blood came from the Bronze Giant that slayed the Pure Yang Sword Palace. A few drops of blood were enough to corrode a divine sword...

"Yi Yun, look here."

Lin Xin Tong suddenly called out to Yi Yun. Yi Yun looked in the direction of the voice and saw a high platform in the side hall of the main hall. On the platform, there was a golden handwritten book.

Yi Yun walked over and touched the book. The thin pages felt like sharp, razor-sharp blades.

The first page of the handwritten document bears the inscription "Startling Rainbow Sword, Lord Qingyang," and the handwriting is exactly the same as the inscription on the stone pillar.

"It's a handwritten letter left by Lord Qingyang!"

Yi Yun opened the handwritten book. It did not contain any cultivation techniques or Secret Manual, but rather some notes left behind by Lord Qingyang.

The characters written by Lord Qingyang were originally ancient, and the handwriting was messy and unrestrained, making them extremely difficult to decipher. Yi Yun and Lin Xin Tong read them together and verified them against each other, and only then did they roughly understand a little bit.

This small amount of information left both Yi Yun and Lin Xin Tong speechless with shock.

In the letter, Lord Qingyang referred to the world where Tianyuan Realm was located as Tianyuan Lesser Thousand World, and Lord Qingyang came from outside Tianyuan Lesser Thousand World.

Yi Yun had no idea what lay beyond the world where the Tianyuan Realm was located, but he was very clear that the Tianyuan Realm was not the entirety of the world.

Putting aside everything else, the Origin Purple Crystal he obtained alone far surpasses the strength level of the Tianyuan Realm.

He had always wanted to know what the world outside the Tianyuan Realm was like.

And now, he can finally see a little bit.

The opening of the handwritten text describes the origin of the universe.

In the primordial era, within the boundless universe, twelve great worlds were born from the primordial chaos.

These worlds contain the Heavenly Dao, which is supreme. However, within the chaos, many celestial gods and ancestral gods were born, each of whom governs a different aspect of the Heavenly Dao.

Gods are eternal, but in reality... when time becomes unimaginably long, even gods will die.

And so, the ancestral gods born from chaos slowly vanished, and humans, demons, and wild beasts—these later-emerging races—began to spread throughout the twelve great worlds.

Their power was far weaker than that of the ancestral gods who had already perished.

But even the weakest life has the ambition to be on par with heaven and earth.

Among these lives, martial arts slowly emerged. The essence of martial arts is the path that weak lives take to control the world.

After the birth of martial arts, the twelve worlds became intricate and complex. Those who achieved great success in martial arts either established their own forces and became kings of their own territories, or they retreated to secret realms and lived a life of leisure and freedom.

The struggle for inheritance and resources never ceased; that era truly deserved to be described as a chaotic mess!

From the inevitable initial struggles between various powers, the world gradually became unified.

In each of these twelve worlds, a powerful being emerged who was capable of ruling the world.

These twelve world rulers come from different races, their strength is unfathomable, and they are often the leaders of the most powerful forces in their respective worlds.

These world rulers are respectfully referred to as the Twelve Divine Emperors.

The world they controlled was known as the Twelve Emperor Heavens.

These Twelve Emperor Heavens are...

Yang Shen!

Nine Netherworlds!

Immortal!

Five Elements!

Taikoo!

Ten thousand demons!

Lord Qingyang comes from Yang God Emperor Heaven!

The God Emperor who controls the Yang God Emperor Heaven is known to the world as the Yang God. The Yang God's attainments in the Pure Yang Law have reached a level equal to that of the Heavenly Dao.

Within the Yang God Emperor Heaven, besides the supreme God Emperor, there are Seventy-Two Divine Lords!

These Seventy-Two Divine Lords also held high positions and wielded great power. The titles of the Seventy-Two Divine Lords were fixed, and Lord Qingyang was actually one of the titles of the divine lords!

...(To be continued~^~)