Chapter 2

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

An invisible force was emitted from the emperor’s corpse.

The tomb trembled and the ground cracked, forming countless ravines.

The sound of swords unsheathing could be heard as swords flew out of the hands of the Blackwater Sect disciples.

Unexpectedly, the flying swords fell and stabbed into the ground.

The expressions of the Blackwater Sect disciples and the projected figure floating in the air all changed.

“What’s going on?”

As sword cultivators who had not entered the sword realm, how could they fight without their swords?

Were they supposed to fight a swordsman with their bare hands?

This was courting death!

“Something’s wrong, retreat!”

The unknown power surged, and the Blackwater Sect disciples did not dare to move forward.

Hearing the order, they all wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

They felt a weight on their shoulders, and they were pinned to the ground.

It was as if the sky was pressing down on them, making it hard for them to breathe.

“What’s the situation? What’s happening?”

“Why did the sword suddenly slip away from my control? This sudden pressure… Could it be the pressure of the Emperor?”

“Is it because of the Holy Maiden from the Fairy Sect? Is this the power released by the divine sword above her head?”

Danger!

A sense of life-threatening danger swept through their body.

It made everyone panic.

The Heaven Upheaval Seal, which was refined by the cultivation of a Supreme Saint, was trembling in the hands of the projected figure.

“Not good, the Heaven Upheaval Seal is afraid!” The figure said in fear.

This was a magic weapon made by a Saint, and it had the aura of a Saint.

Now that even such a weapon was in fear, it was clear that the power came from a more terrifying existence that was awakening.

He stared at Leng Biyue, the Holy Maiden of the Fairy Sect, who was standing in front of the emperor’s corpse.

“Leng Biyue, we’ll let you go!”

“How about you stop suppressing us?” He shouted.

In his opinion, only Leng Biyue could have such means.

No one else but her!

The sword above her head was a complete weapon made by an Emperor-to-be.

Leng Biyue’s face was pale.

As she was the closest to the emperor’s corpse, her body had long been unable to move.

She could only watch the divine origin essence that she had kept in the Deity’s Lake all these years flow out of her body and let the emperor’s corpse devour it.

She was both distressed and afraid.

“That’s my divine origin essence!”

Leng Biyue suddenly heard the words behind her.

“Let me go? It’s hard for me to even take a step!”

She did want to leave!

However, she couldn’t escape at all!

Even the divine sword made by an Emperor-to-be couldn’t withstand the true Emperor’s pressure!

“Could it be that they are not able to move as well? Is this the power of the Great Path of the sword? Or is it just the emperor’s pressure from the awakening of the Emperor of Sword Path?” Leng Biyue thought.

As the emperor’s corpse revived, the aura of the Emperor of Sword Path was also restored.

Her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and her cold face could no longer remain calm.

“The emperor’s corpse is alive!”

The emperor’s corpse opened its eyes and looked at her.

A hundred thousand years!

The Emperor of Sword Path who had been dead for 100000 years had opened his eyes!

There was a patch of gray in his slightly withered eyes, like a dead star.

However, this glance still saw through her body and heart!

It gave her a sense of dominance!

The unparalleled majestic made her heart tremble to the point where she wanted to worship it.

“Is this the emperor?”

Even if she had a weapon made by an Emperor-to-be to protect herself, the sword couldn’t block the sharp eyes.

This gaze made the Fairy Divine Sword above her head tremble as if it was about to escape from his control!

The corpse of the great emperor from 100000 years ago had come to life!

She was the closest to the emperor’s corpse, so she could feel the effect the most.

It was like a dead person slowly coming back to life!

However, the other party’s strength did not seem to be very strong!

Only…at the Divine Spring Realm!

“Why did he come back to life? Could it be that the Emperor of Sword Path didn’t die a hundred thousand years ago?” Leng Biyue thought.

Yang Yan naturally didn’t know her thoughts.

Although he had come back to life, he had only revived the sea of bitterness.

His cultivation was only at the Divine Spring Realm.

Hence, it was impossible for him to control the emperor’s corpse of the Emperor of Sword Path. It was difficult to even hide the emperor’s pressure.

“I can barely raise my hand now!” Yang Yan thought.

However!

He was the corpse of the Emperor of Sword Path!

The emperor’s corpse was incomparably strong and could not be hurt unless it was an emperor-level weapon.

Moreover, even if the emperor’s corpse had been dead for 100000 years…

There was still the cohesion of path energy from the Great Path!

As the Emperor of Sword Path, the emperor’s source of energy was naturally the way of the sword!

The way of the sword of a Sword Path Emperor!

With just a slight movement, he could unleash a power that resonated with the Great Path!

Yang Yan used all his strength and slowly raised his hand.

As he raised his hand, the Fairy Divine Sword above Leng Biyue’s head broke free from her control.

Buzzzzzz!

The sword pierced into the ground!

Buzz buzz buzz!

The sword trembled and slowly bent.

It was as if a figure was kneeling down and kowtowing!

Thud!

Without the divine sword’s protection, Leng Biyue couldn’t withstand the terrifying Emperor’s might and knelt on the ground.

“What kind of power is this?!” She thought in shock.

The swords of the Blackwater Sect disciples not far behind her were also completely bent.

The figure holding the Heaven Upheaval Seal was trembling.

“It’s not the divine sword made by an Emperor-to-be, nor is it Leng Biyue!”

“It was the Emperor of Sword Path, he has revived!”

Crack!

His figure was like a flower in the mirror or the moon in the water, shattering in the air.

He immediately escaped!

Having no one controlling it, the Heaven Upheaval Seal in his hand fell to the ground.

The other party was so afraid that he didn’t even dare to take the Heaven Upheaval Seal.

A vast emperor’s pressure enveloped the entire tomb.

The disciples of the Blackwater Sect also knelt down at this moment and bowed their heads in front of Yang Yan!

The emperor’s energy of the Emperor of Sword Path had recovered.

Other than the changes in the tomb, the nine skies, ten lands, and the universe had also undergone great changes.

The divine swords broke free of their owners’ control and stabbed into the ground.

Facing the tomb, all of them bent their body and knelt down.

The Holy Land Sword Mountain, which belonged to the Heavenly Sword Sect, was originally filled with divine swords, but now, they were all flying out.

All of them landed on the ground and bowed to the tomb.

Within the sect, people began appearing one by one.

Their powers were at least at the level of a palace.

“Why did my sword suddenly come out of its sheath?”

“My sword has also been unsheathed!”

“Whose way of the sword is it? Is it a Saint?”

The disciples of the swordsman sect turned around and looked at the sword Palace!

In front of the Sword Palace, a white-robed figure with white hair stood.

“The aura of an ancient sword Emperor… Which Emperor’s tomb has been opened?” He thought.

The endless ocean was a land without an owner outside the starry sky.

The surface of the sea rippled, and huge waves rose.

“What a familiar aura. It seems to exist in my memories of my previous life!”

An excited voice came from below the sea.

“I remember now. It’s master. It’s master’s aura!”

BOOM!

A huge fish burst out of the sea, looking extremely gorgeous in the air.

The fish then turned into a golden bird and disappeared into the void.

The Black Mountain in the third forbidden area shook.

An ordinary-looking sword had been embedded into the ground.

It was rumored to be an ancient emperor artifact, and whoever could pull it out would become its master!

However, no one had managed to pull out the sword after so many years.

The long sword did not move but an old and wise voice came from the Black Mountain.

His voice echoed through the entire forbidden zone three!

“What a familiar aura. Which old friend of mine does it belong to?”