In the secret space, a man wearing a yellow robe with nine dragons and with an aura that was unparalleled, sat on the dragon throne. In front of him was a dragon desk, on which were placed a large seal and a command arrow. Behind the dragon desk was a bow and three arrows.
The person sitting on the dragon throne is dead and has no breath of life.
When Ye Xiangyang entered the secret space of Dragon Court, he felt an overwhelming and tremendous pressure pressing towards him. It was an aura that oppressed the heaven and earth and dominated everything. In front of this person, the entire heaven and earth, the entire world, and all the living beings in the thousands of worlds in the Nine Heavens must submit to this person.
The tremendous momentum of swallowing up the starry sky and controlling the mountains and rivers made Ye Xiangyang's heart tremble, and he even felt like worshipping it.
Ye Xiangyang felt an overwhelming pressure on his shoulders. He stood at the door and faced the Immortal Emperor behind the dragon desk, respectfully paying homage to the junior and bowing to the ground.
The Immortal Emperor suddenly emanated an even more ferocious aura, as if he was angry. Ye Xiangyang heard a faint rebuke, "Youngster, when you see me, why don't you kneel down? What's more, you want to inherit my legacy."
Ye Xiangyang felt an unbearable pressure coming at him, like a mountain hitting his shoulders.
"Boy, if you want to obtain my inheritance, there are two ways. One way is to worship me as your ancestor. The other way is to come before me, take down my seal, command arrow, and accept my bow and arrow. Only then can you obtain my unparalleled opportunity."
Normally, as a junior who was who knows how many years late, it was reasonable and human nature for him to kneel down in front of the incarnation of the Piaoling Immortal Emperor. However, Ye Xiangyang felt that being forced to kneel down and kneeling down willingly were two completely different things. He always took a straightforward approach to people and things, and being forced to kneel down instead aroused the rebellious spirit in Ye Xiangyang.
Ye Xiangyang stood up straighter. He looked back and saw that the passage behind him was closed. Ye Xiangyang smiled coldly, "I don't need this rare opportunity. The Myriad Worlds Drifting Art is such a magical art that embodies the wisdom of your life. I can't bear to let it be lost in the endless flow of time. If you let me go, I will never kneel as long as you are willing for me to erase the memory of the Myriad Worlds Drifting Art in my mind."
The incarnation on the Drifting Dragon Throne did not make a single movement, and the entire hall was dead silent.
Ye Xiangyang felt the boundless pressure and was filled with pride. In this case, he would go to your dragon desk and take down the seal and the command arrow.
Without hesitation, he took a step forward. The pressure on his shoulders became even greater. The Golden Immortal Domain, of course, was not released to expand the domain area, but just to protect himself. His domain was the same size as himself, tightly wrapped around his body. The smaller
Without hesitation, he walked towards the Dragon Desk step by step.
Don’t talk about how many feet each step is, it’s just the distance of one step for an ordinary person.
It was not far from the Dragon Desk, only about ten or two feet away at most.
However, this two-meter distance seemed so close yet so far away for Ye Xiangyang.
One step, two steps, Ye Xiangyang boasted a distance of five steps. The pressure on him reached the limit, and he was still ten steps away from the Dragon Desk.
Ye Xiangyang took another step forward and landed on the ground with a bang. The pressure on his body exceeded the energy Ye Xiangyang carried. His back arched downwards quietly, and a crackling sound was heard.
His skin was covered with tiny cracks, and blood slowly seeped out of the cuts.
He knew that this was the most difficult time for him. He had no choice but to enter the hall. He would either have to bow down to the Immortal Emperor Piao Ling, or complete the demands he made, or exhaust all his energy under the heavy pressure and eventually die.
I would rather die than bow down to you. If Immortal Emperor Piao Ling hadn't said it, I might have knelt down out of respect for my elders. But since you asked me to do so, I absolutely won't do it.
Bang, Ye Xiangyang took another step forward, and the pressure on his body increased by 10% again.
Bang bang, Ye Xiangyang felt the membrane under his skin burst open. How thick is the skin membrane of Xuanwu? It burst mercilessly, not just in one place, but all over his body.
The blood seeped down his whole body, seeped down, and seeped down again.
Ye Xiangyang didn't know how long he could hold on, he didn't care anymore, since you asked me to be with you, I would go through all the hardships to get to you.
He slowly raised his footsteps, and with a loud bang, his footsteps fell heavily again.
Ye Xiangyang felt that the flesh on his legs was in danger of being torn apart.
Although he could not bear the pain, he took one step at a time again, regardless of anything, and moved forward no matter what.
Crackling, he felt the bones of his feet were covered with dense cracks.
It is five steps away from the Dragon Desk.
Ye Xiangyang's eyes were filled with determination: "I don't believe that I can't reach Long Shu'an. I can definitely reach Long Shu'an, I definitely can."
Ye Xiangyang's whole body was covered in blood. He let out a long roar, and a golden elixir floated above his head. There were countless kinds of immortal arts and energy on the golden elixir, which emitted golden light and helped Ye Xiangyang resist the terrifying pressure from the Immortal Emperor.
But the golden elixir had just come out, and the huge pressure from the wine glass pressed into his mind.
Ye Xiangyang's head was shining with golden light and auspicious aura, and the golden elixir was protecting him to the greatest extent.
Ye Xiangyang took a step forward.
With a crack, his shin bones broke. In this case, he had to take one more step forward, and one more step forward.
He stepped out with his right leg, and when it landed on the ground, there was a crackling sound, and blood flowed out like a river.
Ye Xiangyang glared, his heart filled with rage. He couldn't believe that all this was real. His body, which was so strong that it was in the glass state, couldn't withstand the pressure. I want to rise, and I will definitely succeed.
Ye Xiangyang burned his energy and walked forward.
Ye Xiangyang's calves lost the ability to step forward.
He lay on the ground and refused to kneel. Even if he was crushed to death by the powerful pressure, he would never kneel.
He was going to crawl towards the Dragon Desk step by step.
The bones in his body made crackling sounds, and Ye Xiangyang felt as if all the bones in his body were crushed.
The moment he fell, he landed right on the dragon desk and reached out to grab the big seal on the desk. He didn't know how heavy the seal was, and he couldn't feel it. He just knew that he couldn't lift it.
Of course he couldn't lift it. His hands and all the bones in his body were crushed under the powerful pressure.
Piaoling Immortal Lord on the dragon throne did not show any expression, but a message appeared in Ye Xiangyang's mind that if he wanted to control the Seal of Common People, he needed to take out the predecessor of the Seal of Common People.
Only then did Ye Xiangyang feel that this seal, the command arrow, and the bow and arrow hanging behind it were all so familiar.
He roared, "The seal, the command arrow, the bow and arrow, give me the seal, give me the bow and arrow."
The Great Seal of All Life slowly emerged from Ye Xiangyang's body. The blood, flesh, bones, and internal organs of Ye Xiangyang were slowly flowing away and flowing into the Imperial Palace.
The pain can tear a person apart. Every part of the body feels like it is being torn apart. Everything is shattered, including bones and flesh.
Ye Xiangyang certainly didn't understand what all this was for, but no matter what it was for, he had to get these things. Even if he died at this moment, he had to take down the seal and the command arrow, not for any harm to himself but for the sake of not surrendering.
The Great Seal of the Common People, the Twelve Sect Orders, and bows and arrows from the Xuanwu Continent floated out at Ye Xiangyang's command. They were also under very strong pressure and moved forward very slowly.
Ye Xiangyang shouted, "Piaoling chimes, come out for me."
He used the technique of drifting through all realms to activate these treasures, but under the tremendous pressure, the treasures moved forward very slowly.
Ye Xiangyang suddenly felt that the golden elixir in his mind was shrinking under the tremendous pressure.
The Great Seal of the Common People on the Dragon Bookcase emitted rays of light, which actually connected with Ye Xiangyang's Great Seal of the Common People. The rays of light between them were entangled and intertwined with each other.
Little by little, bit by bit, it moves forward.
Buzz! The two big seals merged with each other, and Ye Xiangyang suddenly felt a lightness in his body, a kind of relief, and his broken mind and heart began to merge together.
Then the orders of the twelve sects and the order arrow on the dragon desk merged, and Ye Xiangyang once again felt his body lighten, and the pressure he felt was less.
The bow and arrow came towards the bow and arrow, and there was only one Tianxing Jiuyang Arrow left. But after one arrow was fused, it seemed that all three arrows were fused.
Ye Xiangyang suddenly felt that the pressure on him was finally completely relieved.
Ye Xiangyang felt like tears welling up in his eyes.
All the pressure on his body was relieved, and his body was recovering quickly. Snap, snap, the bones, flesh, membranes, and skin on Ye Xiangyang's body were all healed.
He stood up slowly and was surprised to see that the corpse of the Immortal Emperor was no longer on the dragon throne.
He felt that there was something extra in his body. This thing was extremely magical and mysterious, like a thought lingering in his mind.
Buzz, the divine consciousness emitted circles of light, radiating in all directions, and wherever the divine consciousness light swept, Ye Xiangyang's flesh, tendons, membranes, bones... that had just been shattered, broken, and rotten... were all quickly restored to his body from inside the hall.
Ye Xiangyang also felt that his body was purified again, and his bloodline grew again. The growth of Xuanwu's bloodline led to the promotion of his own rules. Xuanwu's innate immortal arts: the Earth Cangsheng Life Art and the Nine Heavens Void Devouring Sky Art, grew again.
Ye Xiangyang felt that he was more closely connected to the Piaoling Underground Palace and that he was the master of the Piaoling Underground Palace.
Ps: I came back late. I just came back and revised this chapter, and it was still half past nine. Sorry.