Volume 2, Chapter 274: Red Light: Immortal Emperor List.

The wind is blowing gently, the evening breeze is cool, and the setting sun casts a yellow glow all over the ground.

The door creaked open.

Baili Mu walked out with a downcast look on his face.

Everyone gathered around immediately.

"Big Brother, is Master okay?"

Baili Mu shook his head, the meaning was self-evident.

"Master fed the broken sword with his blood and forcibly broke through the shackles, causing his injuries to worsen. He became angry and his elixir was devoured. I'm afraid..." He stopped talking here. Everyone knew what this meant.

Tears welled up in Baili Qianqiu's eyes, but he wiped them away suddenly and headed down the mountain.

Baili Rou shouted, "Qianqiu, where are you going?"

"Go to Yaowang Mountain and invite Yao Lao."

"It's useless. Without burial soil, there is no solution."

Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu immediately put down the coffin and clapped his hands, amid the puzzled gazes of everyone.

The coffin lid opened.

Revealing the black mud inside.

"This is?"

"Burial soil. Use it to save people." He said it simply and clearly.

Regardless of the value of this thing, if it can save a powerful Immortal Emperor, it is naturally worth it. After all, there are still a lot of this thing in the hidden ground. This place is far from the burial ground and can be reached in one day at full speed. You can take it at will.

"Not enough. Besides, I can get more."

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and Baili Qianqiu also turned back.

Looking at the coffin of burial soil, I was ecstatic.

"Great! Master is saved."

"I'll go ask Yao Lao right away."

After saying that, Baili Mu reminded everyone not to run around and to take good care of their master. He said he was going to Yaowang Mountain and would be back at dawn.

Here he is at the highest realm, and with the Qi-killing Pill, no one else can discover him.

No one had any objection.

They took turns on duty and looked after Baili Xun.

Ye Tingmu looked at the sunset, feeling a little depressed. Although he and Baili Xun did not have much interaction, and they definitely did not have a deep relationship, he was, after all, his new master, and he had not yet taught him a single trick. If he died, it would be really a bit of a problem, so he also hoped that Baili Xun would get better.

Qiqi was still too young to understand much of this. She only knew that the uncle inside might die or live.

He went to bed early. After all, he had been busy all day, and children of this age are naturally sleepy.

Ye Tingmu was still on the top of the mountain, outside the house, watching the sunset and feeling the long-lost peace.

After three days, three years had passed and he had broken through to the fairyland.

But all this is just the beginning.

What awaits him next will be a long period of training. Without the bonus of Sun Tzu's Art of War, he cannot level up once every three years, as easily as in the lower realms, without any effort.

Nowadays, every level and every small realm requires one to understand and break through on one’s own.

He has now found his own way, the way of keeping.

But this is the way of burial, and in his body in the lower world, there is also the way of sword that belongs to him.

Although there are differences between the Taos, their goals are the same.

It's nothing more than becoming stronger and using the sword to protect the people you care about.

He has a sense of justice, but not too much. He won't do anything shameful, but he won't take the initiative to deal with injustices either.

Unless it benefits you.

Even though he has now ascended to heaven, he is still a mortal who wants to live selfishly and fight for the people he cares about.

Therefore, he planned to focus on sword training in the coming days. As for other techniques, he did not want to touch them. He always believed that in everything, quality should be sought rather than quantity.

Putting all your efforts into one thing may lead to better results.

The swordsman moves forward bravely and fearlessly. He wants to turn himself into a sword, a sword that can break through everything. He wants to cultivate his own sword art.

A sword art that transcends the Thirteen Swords of Heaven and Earth.

He began to meditate, feeling the energy between heaven and earth, then activated his dantian to absorb this energy and transform it into his own.

Thanks to his three years of enlightenment and understanding of the elements between heaven and earth, he is adept at the circulation of spiritual energy.

But even so, filling up that sea of spiritual energy cannot be done overnight.

Let’s set a small goal for myself first, breaking through to become a second-grade immortal.

At this time, night has fallen.

In the room, Baili Rou and two other fellow apprentices were still guarding Baili Xun, never leaving his side, and Baili Xun never woke up.

At this time, the aurora appeared again on the horizon of the night, but this time it was an extreme red.

The red light illuminated the sky, covering up the stars.

Ye Tingmu couldn't help but stop meditating and look into the sky.

Lines of blood-red characters appeared before my eyes.

[Changhe Realm Book·Immortal Emperor List·Human Volume]

[In late summer, in a gentle breeze, outside Broken Sword Mountain in the human world, Emperor Bailixun, feeding his broken sword with blood and using an ancient sword formation, fought forty-one emperors, including Ling Wanxiang, the top emperor on the Human Scroll list. The battle lasted for an hour, shattering hundreds of mountains and rivers and lightly injuring ten people. With no clear winner, the forty-one emperors retreated in defeat.]

[The rankings on the Immortal Emperor Ranking have changed.]

[Included in the Book of Realms: Baili Xunru (Book of Realms, Human Volume, Immortal Emperor List 13.)]

Ye Tingmu narrowed his eyes slightly. He seemed to understand something at this moment, why Baili Xun wanted to fight the emperor today.

He was already injured, and according to Baili Mu, even if there had not been today's battle, he would not have lived long.

Therefore, in this battle, he wanted to establish his authority and let everyone know the power of Broken Sword Mountain.

The forty-one emperors are still unbreakable, and people will naturally be wary when they know about it.

It can be said that it is well-intentioned.

This is intended to use the afterglow of life to illuminate the way to Broken Sword Mountain.

Worthy of admiration.

I hope it's safe. It's ranked eleventh on the Immortal Emperor list, and its combat power is considered top-notch in the three days.

Before the red light faded away, a burst of purple light appeared in the sky.

A ray of aurora sank into the sky and bloomed brilliantly next to the Immortal Emperor List.

Ye Tingmu's eyebrows twitched, "Someone from the Immortal Ranking is joining in the fun?"

The four major lists of world books.

Corresponding to four colors.

Tianzongbang·Blue.

Immortal List: Purple.

Immortal King List·Orange.

Immortal Emperor List·Red.

And this purple is the Immortal List.

There were two lists, and this happened just three years ago, with one person on both lists, and that person was Zang.

After 3 years, we can see the double list today.

Naturally, they were very curious. The Immortal Emperor List was shocking enough. After all, he fought against forty-one emperors alone. Although he had the help of Daozu's formation, his strength was unquestionable. This also happened to prove the extraordinary nature of Broken Sword Mountain.

At least they dare to go against the Heavenly Court and the ten major immortal sects, and they have been fighting for tens of thousands of years and are still there.

Now the shock has not yet subsided, and a list is being made.

At this moment, countless people looked up at the sky.

When I saw the purple font, my heart was in turmoil again.

The glaring font hit my mind directly.

Ye Tingmu couldn't help but blurt out.

"Oh my god, the Book of Worlds is so awesome, it can even record this?"