He had heard this name before. The Artifact Spirit of the Yuntian Palace had mentioned it while he was in Kunxu. He had told him that during the ancient times, a talented cultivator called Di Shi had arrived in the heartlands from Mount Emperor. Although he wasn’t the most powerful individual in Mount Emperor, he had defeated all the young cultivators on Earth.
“Indeed, Mount Emperor. It was the most powerful Divine Sect that dominated the central Sacred land for hundreds of thousands of years,” Zhao Juexian said under his breath.
With every word that came out of his mouth, the despair in Xie Changying’s eyes grew. Zhao Juexian concluded by saying, “Most importantly, Mount Emperor had a Divine Lord.”The revelation even made Chen Fan’s face change colors.’Divine Lord’ was a title for Grand Cultivators. This told Chen Fan that Mount Emperor was the legacy of a Grand Cultivator.
A Grand Cultivator wielded a terrifying force, and was considered a supreme overlord everywhere in the universe. A planet could be called a cultivation planet only if it had a Soul Formation Cultivator; the same went for any race that was called Universe Clan.
Chen Fan expected Tianhuang to have a Divine Lord, but he had never thought that the Divine Lord was located at Mount Emperor. If that was true, Mount Emperor would be a terrifying force to be reckoned with.
“Bam.”
Xie Changying collapsed on the floor. His heart had previously been full to the brim with thoughts of sweet revenge, but now it was empty and cold. His hands trembled in fear as his appearance seemed to have aged ten years.
Zhao Juexian lowered his head. Despite the heavy expression on his face, a hint of pleasure flickered in his eyes.
A deadly silence fell over the hall. After a while, even as Zhao Juexian thought that he had deterred Chen Fan, he heard the young man say, “Is the Divine Lord still alive?”
Zhao Juexian paused a second and said, “That’s impossible. He lived a hundred thousand years ago. Not even an immortal monarch would live that long, physically speaking.”
He wondered why Chen Fan had asked that.
“If he is already dead, then they are of no threat to us.”
Chen Fan tabbed his finger on the table and cast an icy glance at him. “If a Soul Formation Cultivator still lives in Mount Emperor, then we’ll have to wait for another fifty years. Otherwise, I can bring them down easily.”
His words shocked Zhao Juexian as well as Xie Changying.
“Perfected… Perfected Cultivator. Do you mean you will wage war against Mount Emperor?” Xie Changying stammered out his shock.
That was Mount Emperor, the sect of eternity, the masters of the Sacred land. Over the last hundred thousand years, they remained unchallenged as they lorded over Planet Tianhuang. Still, Chen Fan was going to take them on?
Zhao Juexian regarded Chen Fan as if he had gone mad.
“Haha.”
Chen Fan simply laughed at their disbelief.
Mount Emperor might be invincible for them, but Chen Fan had seen power thousands of times greater than Mount Emperor. Those Divine Sects that dominated an entire galaxy and their rank were filled with Soul Formation Cultivators. Many lived in sacred grounds at the depths of the universe; some of them even had Dao Reunion Cultivators. The True Martial Celestial Sect was one of those sects.
However, Chen Fan didn’t want to waste his time convincing the two, so he simply changed the subject.
“What happened between the Chinese and Mount Emperor? Where is Heavenly Lord Qi? Is he dead? What is the origin of the bloodline curse among the Chinese?”
Zhao Juexian looked troubled after he heard the series of questions.
“I really have no idea, Perfected Cultivator. I was not even born yet when things fell apart. All I knew was bits and pieces from my parents. My father used to be a clan leader and was chosen by Mount Emperor to be his executor in the Beihan Region,” Zhao Juexian smiled wryly and continued, “However, my father did mention something called the Divine Law of Tianhuang when he talked about the curse. He said that only people from Mount Emperor could undo the curse.”
“Divine Law of Tianhuang?”
Xie Changying’s face turned even paler.
Seeing Chen Fan’s questioning look, he explained, “The Divine Law of Tianhuang is a commandment given by the lord of Mount Emperor.
“Legend has it that the masters of Mount Emperor were executors of God’s will. Anyone who opposes them will fail. Fearing their divine rights to rule, people called the curse the Divine Law of Tianhuang. ”
“If that is the case, then we are doomed. I have never heard of any cure for the Divine Law of Tianhuang.” By then, life and color had completely been drained out of Xie Changying’s face.
“Humph. What Divine Law ? It’s just a Bloodline Curse.”
Chen Fan grunted.
He pointed one finger at Xie Changying and curled it slightly.
“Clang!”
Divine Chains suddenly appeared around Xie Changying as if out of nowhere. Those chains were filled with overbearing lordliness, as if every link were a Divine Commandment to that world. They were covered with inscriptions, having rooted themselves deep in their Bloodline, locking down Xie Changying’s Dharma Power in place, forbidding it from forming a core.
“What is this?”
Xie Changying and Zhao Juexian were both dumbfounded.
That was the first time they had seen the curse in that form. The hubris gravitas and the imperious lordliness nearly convinced the two to drop their knees before it.
“This is the so-called Divine Law of Tianhuang. No one in this world can speak on behalf of God. Even if there was, such an emissary wouldn’t be from Mount Emperor. ” Chen Fan chuckled and then flicked a finger.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Under two pairs of shocked eyes, the divine chains that had shackled Xie Changying snapped one after another.
A gust of powerful energy burst out from Xie Changying’s system. Xie Changying had cultivated for four hundred years and had since accumulated enough energy to form a core without the bloodline curse. Therefore, as soon as the shackles were removed, his full potential was unleashed.
“Boom!”
A flash of lightning appeared in the sky where dark clouds had rolled in from all directions.
“Someone is about to undergo a Thunder Tribulation? Interesting. I didn’t know anyone who had reached that point. The energy felt like it belonged to the Grand Elder.”
Many Chinese elders looked up in confusion.
Meanwhile, many perfected cultivators looked up from outside the Old China Town. Golden Core Cultivators were cognizant of the Thunder Tribulation. They sensed that the cultivator who was about to undergo the tribulation had extraordinary power and would achieve a fourth tier Golden Core if he was successful.
“Another Overlord is going to be born in the Beihan Region.”
Perfected Cultivator Heiming gave a knowing look at his peers.
“Crack!”
A force carried the Grand Elder’s body into the sky.
A sea of True Essence swelled inside of his body and formed a maelstrom that concentrated energy to manifest a singularity and form an Essence Core. The Essence Core shined through his body, and illuminated his surroundings like a small sun.
“Go!”
Chen Fan waved his sleeve.
The force that supported the Grand Elder intensified and took him flying above the clouds, into the web of lightning. Xie Changying was showered by lightning attacks. Winded and confused, Xie Changying found out that he had formed Golden Core.
“Did I become a Perfected Cultivator? I have gained tier-five Golden Core now? How is that possible?”
Xie Changying floated in the air with confusion. He sensed the Essence Qi in nature pouring into him, condensing in his Dantian, adding to the brilliance of his Golden Core.
Then and only then, he accepted reality.
He was seized by joy. Four hundred years of hard work and patience had finally paid off when he thought that all hope had been lost. Chen Fan had given him a new life and removed his biggest roadblock with a few simple moves.
“Perfected Cultivator Chen truly is a God! We are saved!” Xie Changying exclaimed in his mind.
He watched as many Chinese elders flew to Chen Fan and kneeled before him, thanking him for freeing them. Qin Hua stood at the head of the crowd, face awash with joy and exhilaration.
Seeing the respectful faces of the haughty sect masters, Xie Changying let out a shout of relief and joy.
“Days of glory have finally come to the Chinese.”
Xie Changying having reached the Golden Core realm was a significant event. At his Perfected Cultivator Ceremony, leaders of all five regions went to congratulate him.
However, most of them had paid the visit because of Chen Fan.
Ancestral Patriarch Xiankong was one of them. If not for Chen Fan, he would never congratulate a perfected cultivator personally.
Another pulse of energy was shot up into the sky during the night of the ceremony. Under many incredulous stares, Qin Hao underwent six Thunder Tribulations and attained a tier-six Golden Core.
The second Golden Core Cultivator?
He was at the sixth tier?
“What happened to the Chinese? I thought their bloodline was cursed,” many people murmured to each other.
However, what happened next shocked everyone.
On the day after, Elder Mulei successfully underwent the Tribulation Transcendence of Thunder, the day after was Elder Wufen, and Elder Lin Yang after that. Five days later, all five Chinese elders had attained the Golden Core realm.
Within the ten days of the Perfected Cultivator Ceremony, seventeen Perfected Cultivators had been born.
The most powerful among them had reached tier six. The Perfected Cultivator Ceremony had turned into a carnival of celebrations.
By then, even the Ancestral Patriarch of the Lin family had to make a move.
“It’s a brazen display of strength. Seventeen Perfected Cultivators in ten days! The Chinese are going to be more powerful than the six major Grotto-heavens. Worse, this must be only the beginning and the number will continue to grow. When it reaches a hundred, Chen Beixuan would finally secure the seat of power in all five regions.”
Ancestral Patriarch Xiankong turned to his servant and ordered, “Inform our people to stop all communication with Lord Yuanwu and Lord Spirit Husbandry. Anyone who disobeys my order shall taste my ire.”
“Yes!”
Lord Lin rose to his feet and bowed.
He looked around and saw only bitterness and confusion around him.
”I thought their level of attainment was limited to the Connate Spirit. How did they become so powerful in such a short time? Their mid-grade Golden Core Cultivator would be a rare and valuable asset in any region.”
No one answered the question.