Shrouding the Heavens: Becoming the Ruthless Empress
Chapter 32

Ancient Emperor Inheritance

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Tuoba Ye's voice was deep and powerful, his tone aggressive.

As a genius of the Tuoba Family who had also obtained an Ancient Emperor Inheritance, his strength towered over his peers.

He instinctively refused to accept the Sacred Body's legend of invincibility.

Because of this Sacred Body, they had been left waiting outside for ages for no reason, enduring the cold wind.

Countless people had watched them make fools of themselves.

Had the Seven Great Holy Land of the Eastern Wasteland and the Three Great Families not all been present, leaving him obliged to preserve their dignity,

he would have challenged this so-called Human Sacred Body before the banquet even began.

Of course, his greater motivation was his own advancement.

If he could suppress the Human Sacred Body, that feat would send his standing within the Tuoba Family of the Northern Plains soaring on the wind.

It would naturally bring considerable advantages in the struggle of the great era soon to come.

"If you want a fight, I'll oblige you any other time, but not now!"

Yan Wushuang's voice was low. He looked Tuoba Ye straight in the eyes, without the slightest fear or even a ripple of emotion.

That was confidence-the confidence of the Sacred Body.

After speaking, he even remembered to give Li Qingyue beside him a slight nod and a smile, signaling that she need not worry.

With Li Qingyue at his side, all his attention was on her. Why would he readily get into a fight with anyone else?

At his words, a faint smile touched Li Qingyue's eyes and brows, while her little mouth kept moving as she quietly ate the meat on the table.

Seemingly discerning Yan Wushuang's intentions as well, Tuoba Ye's eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned toward Li Qingyue.

"Fairy Qingyue possesses beauty that could topple a city and peerless grace. I, Tuoba Ye, fell for you at first sight!"

"Today, I ask for Fairy Qingyue's hand in marriage. I hope you will grant my wish!"

If the Sacred Body refused to fight, he had a hundred ways to force him.

And that girl was merely the simplest and most direct.

If he stole the Sacred Body's beloved companion, surely the Sacred Body could not possibly hide like a turtle with its head withdrawn.

Even if he really did withdraw into his shell, the story of stealing the Sacred Body's beloved would spread, becoming a feat that made Tuoba Ye's name.

Whoosh...

But the instant Tuoba Ye finished speaking, several powerful auras suddenly surged throughout the estate.

Crack, crack, crack...

The low rosewood tables were actually split apart by those auras.

In that instant, everyone's gaze fell on Tuoba Ye.

Even with his immense confidence in his own strength, Tuoba Ye felt his scalp prickle.

The Holy Land Holy Sons of the seven great holy lands, including the Tianxuan Saintess, along with the geniuses of the Feng Family, Peng Family, and Wang Family of the Eastern Wasteland—including the Dao Body and Sacred Body—all glared at him.

At that moment, he suddenly felt as though he had stirred up a hornet's nest and disaster was about to descend.

But the dignity of the Tuoba Family would not allow him to back down.

Especially with his elder brother and the geniuses of the other nine great families of the Northern Plains behind him.

He could not retreat even a little and tarnish the prestige of the Ten Great Families of the Northern Plains.

The Tuoba Family!

Silently repeating the name, Li Qingyue took a vicious bite of roast meat.

If she had the strength, she would never let anyone harboring such intentions go unchallenged.

But without power, she could only remain silent.

If Yan Wushuang and Yang Wuzheng had not been beside her, she might not have had even the slightest chance to resist.

Without a single loved one in the world, no one would oppose a great family of the Northern Plains for the sake of a mortal.

At that moment, an endless obsession with the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art took root in her heart.

I must grow stronger!

As quickly as possible!

Li Qingyue silently lowered her head and took large bites of roast meat.

Only food offered her a glimpse of hope.

Sensing the girl's reaction beside him, Yan Wushuang lowered his gaze, anger faintly burning within his eyes, yet still asked softly, "Are you willing to marry him?"

"No!"

There was virtually no hesitation in Li Qingyue's reply.

It was crisp and decisive.

She would never marry. Never.

Upon hearing her answer, Yan Wushuang abruptly rose, golden light bursting around him as he stepped forward. "I'll go kill him!"

His voice thundered throughout the estate.

It was also like an incomparably sharp sword, piercing straight into everyone's hearts.

It carried intense resolve, overwhelming strength, and domineering force.

And an indescribable fury.

Trying to steal the woman beside him in front of every faction was an insult that only blood could wash away.

At that moment, a battle hymn seemed to ring throughout the estate.

The Holy Land Holy Sons of the various great holy lands and the geniuses of the families all started, staring at Yan Wushuang in disbelief.

It was the Sacred Body's blood roaring and his heart beating, like pounding war drums and thundering rivers.

Endless golden divine power spread around him, while golden divine dragons wheeled above his head-manifestations of his utterly berserk blood energy.

It reached through heaven and earth.

At a glance, he resembled an invincible, Golden-bodied War God.

Everyone felt an unprecedented killing intent.

The Sacred Body was deliberately displaying his might to intimidate them all.

Yet no one intervened. Many even regained their composure and watched from afar.

Even the Tianquan Saint did the same.

Formation patterns covered this estate, making it like a separate domain and altering the rules within.

They allowed the flowers and landscaped gardens to grow in this land of death outside the Primordial Ancient Mine, flourishing with extraordinary splendor. Naturally, they were anything but ordinary.

Likewise, they could withstand the two men's battle.

"Kill me... with your strength?"

Tuoba Ye's powerful voice rang out, refusing to yield.

Blood energy surged through his body, as though a Fierce Beast were roaring within him.

His aura was astonishing.

Behind him, the faint outline of a terrifying giant beast could be seen roaring toward the heavens.

The beast's phantom was enormous, dozens of yards tall, its muscles knotted and dense black mist swirling around it, actually corroding the void.

Its massive arms, like pillars supporting the heavens, swung through the air, twisting the surrounding space.

It seemed as though the slightest exertion could tear this world apart.

"A phantom Vision!"

"He's almost cultivated a Vision! Once he enters the Four Extremes, it will surely take shape!"

Everyone was startled by the sight.

Such Visions generally appeared only after a special constitution reached minor attainment, and even Visions cultivated through secret arts followed the same rule.

That Fierce Beast phantom was clearly Savage Beast Splitting the Sky, a Vision cultivated through the Tuoba Family's battle arts.

Aside from those innate to certain special constitutions, Visions could naturally also be cultivated through certain cultivation methods and secret arts.

Their power was not the slightest bit inferior to those of special constitutions.

Nearly all the Mighty Ones of the primeval age had possessed Visions, their might terrifying beyond measure.

At that moment, everyone's heart tightened. No wonder Tuoba Ye dared challenge the Sacred Body.

That phantom Vision alone already placed him above many others.

He could even contend with a Divine Body without falling behind.

"Hmph!"

Yan Wushuang snorted coldly, golden divine lightning seeming to spark in his eyes as he stared straight at the heaven-supporting beast.

He strode forward.

Each step seemed to unleash boundless power, splitting the void and ground beneath his feet.

Yet not a sound rang out.

Heaven-Stepping Step!

One of the inheritances of the Nine Saints Gate.

It was both a movement art and a battle art.

Treading upon the heavens with sheer momentum, every step gathered tremendous power into the user's body.

It enhanced speed and strength. The stronger the flesh, the more momentum could be accumulated, unleashing terrifying combat power.

It was practically tailor-made for the Sacred Body's formidable physique.

The next instant, Yan Wushuang formed a seal with both hands and made an embracing motion. The phantom of a terrifying mountain appeared within his arms, seeming to weigh countless tons.

Mountain-Embracing Seal!

It, too, was one of the inheritances of the Nine Saints Gate.

An offensive secret art, it was like holding mountains, rivers, and the earth within one's arms to suppress everything.

Hum!

Just as the Mountain-Embracing Seal took shape, Yan Wushuang took nine consecutive steps, golden divine power surging from his body.

It resembled a golden ocean.

This was the Sacred Body's bitter sea, projected into the void.

It was likewise a Vision, one that naturally countered other Visions.

The Sacred Body's other Visions, however, could only appear after he entered the Four Extremes Realm and his Sacred Body reached Minor Sacred Body Achievement.

Now that it emerged, the entire world seemed bathed in the golden bitter sea's radiance.

Endless waves roared outward, carrying immense power.

The so-called Savage Beast Splitting the Sky seemed instantly suppressed. Its enormous arms thrashed, yet it was as though it stood in a vast ocean, unable to find any purchase.

Tuoba Ye's expression shifted slightly, but he showed no panic.

Instead, he seemed to have anticipated this. Rather than retreating, he advanced, swinging his thick arm.

Rumble...

The void suddenly thundered, as though endless lightning were gathering.

Black mist spread around him, corroding everything.

His powerful body swelled to three times its size in an instant.

He charged like a giant, terrifying power surging into his fist.

It vaguely resembled an ever-shifting ancient star crashing down.

Without yielding in the slightest, he met the Sacred Body head-on.

"Is that Beast God Transformation? The supreme art of the Beast Emperor of Antiquity!"

"He actually possesses an Ancient Emperor Inheritance!"

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