Aside from Xiao Xiao and Lin Jing, everyone present, including Mu Chen, had been so desperate to reach the Heavenly Emperor's Mausoleum for one greatest desire: the Heavenly Emperor Inheritance.
Or rather, the Peerless Divine Power in the Heavenly Emperor's possession, one of the thirty-six supreme arts—One Qi Transforms into Three Purities!
If they could obtain it, then in the future, they would surely be able to use it to become peak existences in the Great Thousand World. Stepping into that distant, unattainable Heaven Supreme realm would be an easy matter as well.
"Is that the Heavenly Emperor?"
Mu Chen was also staring at that figure in some shock at this moment. Who would have thought that the hidden Heavenly Emperor would actually be exposed by the aftershocks of the clash between Mandala and the Saint Demon Palace Master, Lu Heng?
Behind Mu Chen, Lin Jing and Jiu You could not help looking up curiously as well.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Powerful figures from every side converged outside that mountain. As they drew closer, they suddenly discovered that there were actually other things beside the Heavenly Emperor.
In the Heavenly Emperor's hand was a long sword that looked like crystal. The sword was exceedingly simple and ancient, practically like a blunt and crude sword blank, yet everyone could sense the terrifying power radiating from that crystal long sword.
Every glint of cold light reflected from the crystal sword could slice through space, carrying a power that made one's heart tremble.
At this moment, that crystal sword was stabbed into the ground beneath the Heavenly Emperor's feet. There, astonishingly, was a pitch-black head about half a zhang in size. The head had already decayed, and only the black skull could be seen.
Yet it was precisely this seemingly rotten black skull that made