Heaven-Defying Rebel Sage-Chapter 37 - Where is the Ancestral Dragon Emperor Now

Instantly, sounds of battle emanating from the Imperial Mausoleum surged into the air along with a rising tide of yin energy. The Power of Taiyin from the moon was being sucked into the First Emperor’s tomb, flowing in like rivers into the sea—inevitably, from someone with extremely high mana. In no time, a cloud approached from the horizon, carrying Taiyin Xingjun and several Heavenly Generals.

“I wondered who was stealing my Power of Taiyin. It turns out to be a demon wreaking havoc in this ancient tomb!” exclaimed Taiyin Xingjun.

Wukong and Yuan Tiangang exchanged glances, then pinched a Dharma Decree between their fingers, concealing their forms and hiding in the clouds above, employing their far-sighted vision to observe the commotion below.

Taiyin Xingjun, who governed the star of Supreme Yin, had felt the Power of Taiyin ebbing away recently but didn’t give it much thought, assuming it was just some demon advancing in their cultivation. However, he sensed that the loss of Supreme Yin power became much more severe the previous day. Thus, he had searched and arrived at this place.

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“This is the ancient tomb of Ying Zheng, the Emperor of Qin from the Mortal World in bygone years. Could it be that Ying Zheng has not perished?” a Heavenly General speculated.

“Let’s go down and check,” Taiyin Xingjun ordered. “If we don’t capture this person who has stolen so much of the Power of Taiyin, I fear the Jade Emperor will reprimand us.”

With that, Taiyin Xingjun drew out a Great Banner and, with a wave towards the moon, immediately blocked the flow of the Power of Taiyin.

The Imperial Mausoleum trembled momentarily before a roar erupted, “Who dares to hinder my Emperor’s cultivation!”

A loud bang came from within the Mount Li ancient tomb, and an old man in a white robe with youthful features and white hair rushed out like lightning.

“Capture him!” Taiyin Xingjun commanded.

The Heavenly Generals wielded their weapons and lunged forward, but after just a few exchanges, they were beaten back in disarray.

The old man held a Treasured Sword in his hand—the sword’s radiance overflowed, and its Sword Qi swept through indomitably.

“A Taiyi Golden Immortal.” Wukong and Yuan Tiangang both realized with a stir in their hearts that this man had attained such a high level of cultivation, yet they observed that his Alchemy Dao was not perfectly integrated into his movements.

Taiyin Xingjun, lacking the insight of Wukong and Yuan Tiangang, failed to grasp the elder’s prowess. Charging with the Great Banner, he created a raging torrent of Supreme Yin power, aiming it straight at the white-robed old man!

The old man, sneering coldly and without a trace of fear, flicked his wrist, and a flourish of sword flowers burst forth, shredding the Supreme Yin power into fine pieces. He transformed into a lightning strike and pounced forward, aiming a blow at Taiyin Xingjun’s face. Taiyin Xingjun, filled with terror at the old man’s powerful mana and knowing he was no match, had no choice but to retreat.

As he tried to flee, the old man’s Longsword vibrated continuously. With a pained scream from Taiyin Xingjun, a hole was punctured through his belly, and blood gushed out.

Seeing Taiyin Xingjun at a disadvantage, the other Heavenly Generals had to grit their teeth and surge forward, joining forces to battle the old man.

Yet, the old man’s Swordsmanship was incredibly unpredictable, and his Sword technique was immensely powerful, causing the Heavenly Generals to lose their armor and helmets; a couple even had an arm severed. In no time, these Heavenly Generals lay dead at the old man’s hands. Taiyin Xingjun, seeing the dire situation, had already fled for his life, reaching the clouds only to encounter Wukong, who struck down with his staff right on Taiyin Xingjun’s head!

The Niwan Palace immediately burst open, but fortunately, the Great Banner in his hand was a fine Magical Treasure, carrying the Primordial Spirit. With the help of the moonlight, he vanished without a trace.

“Taoist brother, why did you let that man escape?” Yuan Tiangang asked.

With Wukong’s prowess, even if the Supreme Yin Star Lord were fleeing while entrusting his Primordial Spirit to the Power of Taiyin Banner, it would not be easy. Wukong letting him escape so easily surely meant he had his own plans.

Wukong said, “Striking with one stick, to form a good connection with the person below and to deploy the strategy of setting a tiger to fight a wolf. After all, I’m already at odds with the Heavenly Court, so blasting apart the physical body of another Star Lord is no big deal.”

Yuan Tiangang couldn’t help thinking to himself, “This Heaven-Defying Taoist’s mind is deviously cunning!”

Indeed, the old man below, after dealing with a few Heavenly Generals, gave a slight bow toward the clouds.

“Xu Fu, who is coming?” The voice was ancient and hoarse, carrying an indescribable imperial aura that seemed to look down upon all ages, not because of his high Cultivation Level, but simply because of his presence and tone.

Wukong thought to himself, “Emperor of Qin is the first one to have united China, to possess such an aura, it must be him.”

Yuan Tiangang said, “This old man is called Xu Fu? Back then, the First Emperor sought the Dao of Immortality and ordered his court Taoist, Xu Fu, to cross the seas to Fusang in search of the Elixir of Life. Who could have thought that both Xu Fu and the Emperor of Qin are still alive!”

Wukong mused, “The First Emperor is a peerless figure throughout history, also known by the honorific ‘Ancestral Dragon First Emperor’. Which of the generations of heroes can compare to him? I always thought it would be normal for him not to die.”

Upon hearing the voice of the Ancestral Dragon First Emperor, Xu Fu said, “Your Majesty, just now, the person from the Heavenly Court claimed to be the Supreme Yin Star Lord and came seeking trouble with us because Your Majesty absorbed too much of the Supreme Yin’s power during your cultivation.”

The First Emperor snorted lightly and said with pride, “The Heavenly Court is no longer a force to be reckoned with, there’s no need to fear! That old Jade Emperor is indecisive and timid, without a shred of imperial resolve, resulting in the current Heavenly Court’s facade of unity but disunity in spirit. Had I been born during the Middle Ages in the era of deification, I’m afraid the Heavenly Court would now be under my command!”

Xu Fu bowed and said, “Your Majesty is a once-in-an-eternity emperor; how can the Jade Emperor compare to you? Once Your Majesty attains the Great Dao, you shall surely take his place!”

The First Emperor slowly walked out from the ancient tomb, looking up at the sky where Wukong and Yuan Tiangang were.

“Thank you for your help just now, two Taoist friends,” the First Emperor said.

“Ancestral Dragon First Emperor, no need for formalities. We are Taoist demon-subduers sent by the present Great Tang Empire. Hearing of disturbances near Mount Li, we were unaware that it was the Ancestral Dragon cultivating here. We apologize for any offense.” Wukong said with a smile.

Seeing that the person spoke appropriately, the First Emperor did not blame them, and said, “Since cultivating the Dao of Immortality, I’ve hidden in this ancient tomb. Fortunately, Xu Fu went on his journey across the seas and found an elixir, otherwise how could I still be alive today! Before today, hiding like a mouse was indeed distasteful, but now that I’ve achieved the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm, I no longer fear anyone.”

Both Wukong and Yuan Tiangang were inwardly shocked, achieving Taiyi Golden Immortal status was already a distant dream, let alone perfecting the Alchemy Dao, understanding causation, and achieving Daluo Golden Immortal. This First Emperor truly possessed great bravery and fortune; he had achieved Daluo Golden Immortal within a thousand years.

Moments later, the sounds of gongs and drums filled the sky, along with the clatter of horse hooves, as thousands of troops and horses approached in battle.

The First Emperor remained unfazed. Now that he had achieved Daluo Golden Immortal, there weren’t many in heaven or on earth who could hold him; even if he encountered one of the four emperors of the Heavenly Court, if he couldn’t beat them, couldn’t he just run away? He stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a Dragon Robe, wearing a crown that reigned over all under heaven, with beaded curtains hanging down, hiding his extraordinarily handsome face. His aura of sweeping across all domains and purging vast empty expanses was undeniably present.

“This Ancestral Dragon First Emperor is truly a man of great stature, worthy of association!” Wukong thought to himself.

However, Yuan Tiangang was somewhat caught in a dilemma—leaving might appear cowardly and humiliating, while staying might invite great trouble upon himself. Wukong, noticing Yuan Tiangang’s predicament, grasped his left hand, slightly channeled the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and instantly altered his appearance.

“This…”

Yuan Tiangang, seeing his own altered form, couldn’t help but laugh and cry. It turned out that Wukong was up to his old tricks again. With this change, he had been transformed into a large and fierce-looking monk with eyes as big as lanterns, thick lips, a flat nose, and an ugly face.

Wukong laughed and said, “Haha, Taoist brother, don’t blame me. I know it’s difficult for you, so I lent you a hand.”

Yuan Tiangang nodded. He didn’t want to be looked down upon by that once-in-an-eternity emperor, but he was also worried about attracting the attention of the Heavenly Court. Wukong’s intervention, however, gave him much relief.

“Back then, the Heavenly Court wronged me gravely. Today, as I’ve achieved Daluo Golden Immortal, I fear no one! Let’s repel this group of Heavenly Soldiers, and then I’ll go through the tribulation of the heart demons to perfect my Daoist heart,” the First Emperor said.

Indeed, the First Emperor who just achieved Daluo Golden Immortal status had yet to make his appearance, no wonder Xu Fu took action, while he did not.

To achieve Daluo Golden Immortal requires one to overcome the great tribulation of heart demons. From ancient times to present, countless outstanding figures have perished here, or fallen into the Demon Abyss of the Northern Region to become bloodthirsty murderers.

The leading figure was the well-known Marshal of the Heavenly Court’s demon-subduing troops, the Heavenly King Li Jing, formerly the General of Chentang Pass. Following him were the Mighty Spirit God, the General of the Central Altar, Nezha the Third Prince, along with the one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals. In Wukong’s view, this Li Jing was nothing more than a cabbage, a mere embroidered pillow, who would never have occupied his position if not for his loyal son Nezha, if not for the Heavenly Court’s superficial loyalty. With his undivided loyalty to the Heavenly Court, how else would he have earned the title of Marshal?

“Hehe, today I shall take advantage of the Ancestral Dragon’s power to kill this Li Jing. With the Ancestral Dragon First Emperor’s Daluo Golden Immortal methods, how can Li Jing avoid death?” Wukong thought to himself, looking at the two Taiyi Golden Immortals beside him and Emperor Ying Zheng, now a Daluo Golden Immortal. His mind raced faster than ever with calculations.