The Strongest Emperor Weapon of All Time

The Strongest Emperor Weapon of All Time

The situation underground was extremely complex, with countless passages whose ends were unknown.

After Qin Sheng and Ye Fan had descended thirty thousand meters beneath the surface, the environment had become icy cold, and they had no idea where they were anymore.

However, they had left markers along the way, so finding their way back would not be a problem.

"This place has been picked cleaner than a dog-chewed bone. Nothing was left behind," Ye Fan complained.

"Otherwise, why would no one ever come here?" Qin Sheng said.

"Huh, there's a door over there."

Within the fissure ahead of them stood a stone door wedged in place, its surface covered in the marks of time.

"It was probably caught up in the great battle of that era and sank underground," Qin Sheng guessed.

"But what kind of stone door could survive until today without a scratch?"

He struck it with a stream of divine power, yet the stone door was indestructible. Not even the faintest crack appeared.

Qin Sheng was stunned. With his current strength, he could uproot an entire mountain, yet he could not damage a single stone door?

Ye Fan lowered his head for a look and said:

"There's empty space beneath the stone door. It's pitch-black, and I don't know where it leads."

"Should we take this door with us? I think it might be a treasure."

If nothing else, it was at least tough enough.

Smack! Smack!

Ye Fan patted the stone door. The next moment, a thunderous rumble erupted, and the ground beneath the two of them collapsed outright!

"What the hell, Yezi? What did you do?!"

Qin Sheng shouted and prepared to fly away, but the stone door suddenly opened, releasing a terrifying suction force that swallowed both of them whole.

The stone door had clearly been lodged in the middle of the fissure, with empty space below it, but the sensation Qin Sheng and Ye Fan experienced after being sucked through it was entirely different.

They were not falling through the air. Instead, they were wrapped in frigid, rushing liquid, relentlessly battered and carried tumbling toward an unknown place.

During that time, no matter how overwhelming their divine power was, they could not resist and could only drift with the current.

The liquid was so cold that even their Primordial Spirits seemed about to freeze.

After an unknown amount of time, that helpless drifting finally stopped.

Cold. Shaking...

Qin Sheng clutched his head and stood up. Ye Fan was beside him, looking dazed and disoriented.

"Where are we?"

Qin Sheng surveyed his surroundings. It was a hazy expanse filled with gray mist, making everything impossible to see clearly. Even his divine sense could not perceive anything.

Beneath their feet was solid earth, but its color was strange—it was blood-red.

Ye Fan became a little more alert and said, "It seems like we fell into a river and got swept here?"

Qin Sheng spread his hands. "Here's the problem: there's no river here."

That was right. Their surroundings were entirely packed earth. There was not the slightest trace of a river or lake.

Ye Fan swallowed, growing uneasy.

"Immortal Qin, did we run into something unclean?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Maybe we triggered some kind of fortuitous opportunity."

"Let's look around and see if there's anything here," Qin Sheng said.

"We shouldn't split up, in case we run into danger."

"Mhm, mhm." Ye Fan nodded rapidly.

Even if someone beat him to death, he would not leave Qin Sheng's side. What had just happened was far too terrifying.

Ye Fan was somewhat frustrated. "I only gave it a light pat. Who knew something like this would happen?"

"Why am I so unlucky?"

Ye Fan felt like coughing up blood. Ever since he had arrived in Beidou, nothing had gone smoothly for him.

Qin Sheng comforted him. "Maybe my attack caused it."

"That makes sense. Immortal Qin, you have to take full responsibility."

"Get lost!"

After that bit of banter, the tension in both their hearts eased somewhat.

This land of gray mist was very quiet. Even after walking for a long time, the two of them saw nothing at all.

"The fog around us is getting thicker and thicker," Ye Fan said worriedly.

"The place where we first landed should have been the edge of this place. We're probably heading toward the center now."

Qin Sheng said, "We have to explore this place. At the very least, we need to find a way out."

The mist had become so dense that if Qin Sheng and Ye Fan had not been physically touching, they would no longer have been able to sense each other's presence.

Yet when they took another step forward, the view before them suddenly opened up.

The mist had completely vanished!

Before them was a clean space roughly a hundred meters across.

At the very center of that space was a small mound of earth.

Looking up, there was no mist overhead either—only boundless, unfathomable darkness. As for the ground, the soil remained blood-red, so red it seemed ready to drip blood.

"That mound... why does it look somewhat like a..." Ye Fan quietly voiced his thought.

"A grave?"

Qin Sheng's expression turned solemn as he walked toward the mound.

The mound was a different color from the ground. It was piled from unknown black soil.

Only when they drew closer did Qin Sheng and Ye Fan realize that there was something else atop the mound.

That object was buried in the black soil, with only its surface exposed.

The moment he saw it, Qin Sheng's heart shook violently.

It was a black lid bearing the imprint of a ghostly face.

The ghost-face imprint seemed to cry and smile at once. It was somewhat playful, yet also sorrowful; marked with tears, yet carrying sunlight. One glance was enough to make it unforgettable for all eternity.

The characteristic was far too obvious. Qin Sheng recognized it at a glance.

"What is this?" Ye Fan asked.

The Emperor Weapon concealed itself, revealing no aura whatsoever. It looked no different from an ordinary lid.

Ye Fan merely thought it looked completely unremarkable, like the lid of an earthen jar from his childhood home.

"It is very likely a legendary, invincible divine object—the Swallowing Heaven... Immortal Jar."

Qin Sheng looked solemn. "It belongs to the same category as the Demon Emperor's weapon we saw in the Demon Emperor's Tomb."

Ye Fan was greatly shocked. "It's that powerful?"

Ye Fan had personally experienced the events at the Demon Emperor's Tomb, and he still vividly remembered the madness of the great holy lands and aristocratic families of the Eastern Wilderness over the Demon Emperor's weapon.

This was a heaven-defying treasure, a foundation-level supreme treasure even for holy lands and aristocratic families.

"It's even more powerful than that," Qin Sheng said seriously.

Although the Swallowing Heaven Devil Jar and the Qing Emperor's weapon had both been refined from the bodies of two Great Emperors, the difference between them was immense.

The Qing Emperor's weapon had been made from the Qing Emperor's original body after he took human form and shed it.

The Swallowing Heaven Devil Jar had been forged during Ruthless's second life. Using her Primordial Spirit as fire, the remains shed from her first life—namely, the Emperor's body possessing a Flawed Chaotic Body—as clay, along with endless divine materials from Eastern Wilderness legends, she had refined this Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon.

Within it remained the laws and soul left behind by Ruthless's transformation, with demonic nature and divine nature coexisting.

"Legend says that as long as one possesses sufficient divine power, refines the complete Swallowing Heaven Immortal Jar, and drives it to a certain extent, the invincible Great Emperor who forged this Emperor Weapon will reappear in the mortal world and sweep through the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

As he said this, Qin Sheng glanced at Ye Fan.

That legend was true. Throughout all ancient history, the Swallowing Heaven Devil Jar was also the most unique and strongest Emperor Weapon. It could practically be regarded as a sleeping Great Emperor.

But the problem was that not just anyone could unleash the move known as "Ruthless Reappears." Even an alternative enlightened one could not force it.

There was a "god" within the Swallowing Heaven Devil Canopy. It was Ruthless's soul from one of her lives. If she did not wish to act, no one could make her.

Only in the hands of the right person could the Swallowing Heaven Devil Jar possibly awaken completely and reveal the immortal might of the Female Emperor.

Ye Fan was deeply shaken. He had never expected this seemingly ordinary lid to be so terrifying.

"The last Great Emperor of the demon race was able to unite the demon race of the Eastern Wilderness. If we could obtain this Emperor Weapon and unleash its strongest attack, wouldn't we also be able to stand proudly above all the heroes of the Eastern Wilderness?"

Qin Sheng: "..."

You could make the Female Emperor reappear, yet all you wanted was to lord it over the Eastern Wilderness?

What lofty ambition...

Qing Emperor, you really had done harm to too many people!

Qin Sheng did not immediately answer Ye Fan's question. Instead, he stared at the grave mound, pondering something.

Who was buried inside?

Should I have Ye Fan hurry up and kneel to kowtow?

(End of Chapter)