Nine Realms Sword Emperor-Chapter 1377 - 1378: A Roll of Brocade

"The treasure is about to appear!"

Chu Fengmian glanced at the fourteen ancient emperors, then focused his gaze into the valley.

Suddenly, a scroll of brocade flew out from the deepest part of the valley, enveloped in multicolored rays of light.

This scroll of brocade was precisely the colorful treasure!

The scroll of brocade flew out from the depths of the valley, transforming directly into a streak of tunneling light, attempting to fly outside.

The speed of this tunneling light was comparable to that of the ancient emperors.

"What is this?"

Luo Kang was startled.

A scroll of brocade that could match the tunneling light of an ancient emperor?

Even a heavenly-grade spiritual artifact didn’t possess such power.

"A treasure indeed, definitely a celestial object!"

Chu Fengmian looked at the scroll of brocade and felt a unique power emanating from it.

Although this power was weak, it was fundamentally different from the Emperor’s power. It’s said that the Heavenly Human Realm marks the transformation between man and celestial being, granting such a strong person the title of "Immortal."

The power was no longer spiritual power but immortal power.

On this scroll of brocade, Chu Fengmian felt the presence of such immortal power, though faint, it was indeed not spiritual power.

It was undoubtedly a celestial object.

"I must obtain this brocade!"

A celestial object, if Chu Fengmian could acquire it, would be his ticket to soaring to new heights. Especially since this brocade wasn’t even a spiritual artifact, yet it contained such terrifying power.

It was undoubtedly a rare treasure.

After flying out of the valley, this scroll of brocade headed directly towards the west.

"Treasure!"

"It’s mine!"

Several nearby martial artist demon gods were instantly overwhelmed with excitement and rushed forward, attempting to seize the brocade.

"A bunch of ants dare to compete for a celestial object? Die!"

However, before they could get close to the brocade, a fist imprint descended from above, blasting those martial artists and demon gods to pieces in midair.

This scroll of brocade was the object of contention among fourteen ancient emperors present. Several true and quasi-emperors trying to snatch it was nothing short of courting death.

"It’s the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen from Qilin Mountain!"

"What powerful strength, truly an emperor forged by pure strength!"

This fist imprint didn’t just kill those martial artists and demon gods who tried to approach but also struck at the scroll of brocade directly, attempting to shatter its tunneling light.

But suddenly, the scroll of brocade emitted a multicolored glow, completely dispelling the power of that punch.

And then, the brocade changed direction, flying south towards Chu Fengmian’s direction.

"Great opportunity!"

Seeing this scene, Chu Fengmian was overjoyed. Acquiring this brocade would bring immense benefits.

"Come to me!"

Chu Fengmian’s right hand instantly transformed into a dragon claw, grasping directly for the scroll of brocade.

The scroll of brocade, after withstanding the blow from the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen, had weakened significantly.

Under the shroud of Chu Fengmian’s dragon claw, it was immediately grasped in the palm of his hand. The multicolored glow above it dimmed, ready to shatter at any moment.

"Courting death! A mere quasi-emperor dares to seize a celestial object?"

Boom!

The Ancient Emperor of Tongmen, who was the first to pursue the brocade, saw Chu Fengmian had captured it and flew into a rage, punching fiercely at Chu Fengmian.

This punch was pure strength, with no embellishments, its power shattering the surrounding space, turning it into void.

An ancient emperor launched a direct attack on Chu Fengmian.

At the same time, Chu Fengmian felt many hostile gazes. So many ancient emperors were here for this scroll of brocade.

Now that Chu Fengmian had captured the brocade, he became the target of everyone’s attention.

"First Ancestor’s First Stance!"

Chu Fengmian’s right hand remained still, keeping hold of the scroll. Suddenly, his left hand transformed into a dragon claw, countering the attack of the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen.

Bang!

The collision of two forces sent Chu Fengmian’s body flying. This Ancient Emperor of Tongmen, an emperor created by pure strength, was powerful beyond measure.

In terms of sheer brute force, even the elderly Sword Bone, close to becoming the Eight Tribulation True Emperor, couldn’t withstand the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen.

However, the power of the First Stance was enough to weaken the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen’s strength by 80%. The remaining 20% hit Chu Fengmian, making 129,600 blood crystal cells in his body fly out, merging together as one entity.

The remaining force was directly resolved by the 129,600 blood crystal cells, merely sending Chu Fengmian flying but leaving him unharmed.

At the same time, the scroll of brocade remained tightly gripped in Chu Fengmian’s hand.

"Unscathed?"

"How is that possible?"

"A quasi-emperor can withstand the power of the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen?"

The scene fell into dead silence; everyone was utterly shocked, as waves of astonishment surged in their hearts.

This was an attack from an ancient emperor, no less than the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen, an emperor renowned for his strength.

Even if another emperor faced this punch from the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen, they would not be unharmed. Though the First Stance weakened the force by 80%,

Even the remaining 20%, or even 10%, would be enough to crush a true emperor effortlessly.

No one would believe this scene unless they saw it with their own eyes.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound brought everyone back from their astonishment.

Countless gazes turned to see the multicolored glow on the scroll of brocade tightly gripped in Chu Fengmian’s right hand beginning to crack.

This multicolored glow was the protection on the brocade. Once it was completely shattered, it would truly fall into Chu Fengmian’s hands.

"Attack!"

In an instant, four ancient emperors rushed toward Chu Fengmian, each unleashing their methods to try and kill Chu Fengmian directly.

This scroll of brocade had been contested for so long now, they would not let Chu Fengmian take it easily.

"Go!"

Chu Fengmian made a decisive decision, transforming into a streak of tunneling light, flying directly south.

To stay and contend with fourteen ancient emperors meant certain death, even for the Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperor; it was impossible to fight ten at once.

His tunneling light was incredibly fast.

The four ancient emperors’ attacks had only struck Chu Fengmian’s afterimage, while Chu Fengmian’s true form was dozens of miles away.

"Such fast tunneling light!"

"Who is this kid?"

"Chase! I must have this treasure!"

In an instant, dozens of streaks of tunneling light pursued in the direction Chu Fengmian had fled.