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Perhaps it's because I'm getting old, but I always enjoy listening to these strange sounds.
The Night Martial Emperor briefly vanished in a flash, realizing that what Elder Yun had said was not without reason. He pondered to himself, 'I have no family or disciples, and I need someone to handle my affairs.'
However, the path taken by Emperor Yunwu was just as difficult as that of the Holy Emperor. Even the Holy Emperor had to compromise on some aspects. Although Emperor Yunwu had the power of the border cities behind him, the royal city possessed considerable strength—Thousand Martial Emperors and Ten Thousand Martial Emperors were all formidable opponents!
I didn't want to think about it before. These past few days, I've been chatting idly and listening to the trivial matters of the world around me, but I haven't felt much empathy. However, these past few days, with some free time, I've heard many things that seem to have some connection to thousands of families.
A sense of doubt crept into his mind, and he thought to himself, 'The Ten Thousand Martial Emperor and the Thousand Martial Emperor probably don't know about this matter; these trivial matters are none of their concern.'
But given Emperor Yunwu's actions, if he were to clash with the Wan and Qian families in the future, would Emperor Wanwu or Emperor Qianwu intervene?
For a moment, Emperor Ye Wu wavered!
I have also considered leaving this place and getting away from the turmoil, otherwise, one day I may have to choose sides.
But deep down, Emperor Ye Wu didn't want to get involved in this matter, nor did he want to join Emperor Qian Wu's camp. A sense of vigilance arose in his heart, because a person who has been on the verge of death never wants to die again!
Moreover, now that I think about it, the reason why the Third Prince died that day and the Buddha was killed by Crazy He must have been someone extraordinary. It's a pity that they are all silent now as if nothing happened, which shows that they are very wary of him.
In his mind, he couldn't help but think of He Chen, who, like a holy emperor, was a commoner who rose from the ashes. He was suspected of practicing a body-strengthening technique, reaching the Great Perfection of Body-Strengthening, which resembled the Buddhist Golden Bell Shield.
However, the Buddhist Golden Bell Shield had never been heard of with such power. Its indestructible body, which was perfectly unified, impenetrable to all magic, could not be broken and thus could not kill this person.
If it weren't for the significant age difference, everyone would have thought it was the Holy Emperor traveling incognito.
As he pondered, Emperor Ye Wu realized that he did not want to get involved in such mundane matters. His current wish was to accompany the familiar faces, the people who resembled him, and to spend the rest of his life with them.
To make up for the unfinished regrets in my heart, it seems that my state of mind is slightly fulfilled at this moment. Just as the moon has its phases, so too do people, who have to experience all seven emotions and six desires.
Emperor Ye Wu looked thoughtful, and couldn't help but think of the matter of the dragon aura. He looked at Emperor Yun Wu and asked softly, "That night, the dragon aura escaped and turned into golden fragments. Emperor Qian Wu, Emperor Wan Wu, and I couldn't catch up with it."
It was seen following closely behind the fragments of dragon energy as they vanished into the void!
He spoke softly, but his eyes revealed an undisguised regret and resentment. Now, thinking back on it, his feelings have calmed down slightly.
He seemed unwilling to know the answer, or perhaps he already knew it; his expression showed a hint of deep thought.
He continued softly, "I need to think about this matter further and cannot give an answer at the moment. I hope Emperor Yunwu will understand. I am here, but this woman seems to be a descendant of an old friend!"
Whether out of disdain for explanation or after some deliberation, Emperor Ye Wu eventually took a step back.
Between his expressions, he pondered the two, Emperor Wanwu and Emperor Qianwu. The aristocratic families rose up, comparing them to himself like clouds and mud. Although both were Emperors of Martial Arts, Emperor Yunwu before him was perhaps more compatible with him, their thoughts aligned, or perhaps he could better understand his thoughts.
He hesitated for a moment, then, with the surroundings completely sealed off—no birds, no mosquitoes, no sound—he whispered, "Emperor Qianwu, Emperor Wanwu, and I chased after the golden dragon aura that night but failed. On our way back, we encountered the Heavenly Evil Cult, which caused a brief delay."
Elder Yun listened intently. The Heavenly Evil Cult was even more troublesome than the Sacrificial Demons; they were all strange and unpredictable individuals.
I respectfully clasp my hands in a slight gesture of respect and listen attentively!
Emperor Ye Wu nodded slightly, a subtle unease creeping into his heart. He thought to himself, 'A rare instance of treating everyone as equals.'
In a daze, he seemed to realize a slight disharmony between himself and Emperor Qianwu. Suddenly, he understood, thinking to himself, 'So the gap between me and them has never been truly equal!'
A slight smile appeared on his face, as if he had sensed something. Perhaps he had never been treated as an equal by them. Even though they were all Martial Emperors, there was a huge difference between them, not to mention that he didn't even have a family!
Perhaps I rejected both of their attempts to win me over, and without joining their shared interests, I gradually drifted away from them.
But as a fellow Martial Emperor, what is there to fear? Even if I am separated from the world, what can they do?
He paused for a moment, then smiled slightly, as if releasing all his doubts and confusion, thinking to himself, 'What does it matter if I know or not? Different people can never truly empathize with each other. Only they know their own joys and sorrows; desires are insatiable.'
Setting aside his worries, he continued softly, "The Heavenly Evil Sect has come to investigate the Holy Emperor's whereabouts. Back then, they were also terrified by the Holy Emperor, but three of them were killed and could not be resurrected, disappearing into the world."
Elder Yun nodded slightly in agreement, saying, "The Holy Emperor's prestige has always been earned through battle. Back then, no matter if you were a demon beast, a ghost, or a fake death clone, once the Holy Emperor set his sights on you, you would be annihilated by lightning."
Like the Longevity Sect and other Martial Emperors, although they had backup plans, they were all annihilated and could not be resurrected. Therefore, it is only natural to be cautious!
Night Martial Emperor nodded in agreement. He held the title of Holy Emperor in high esteem. The fist technique was strange and could kill even the seed of a Martial Emperor. The Martial Emperor secretly kept a portion of his blood and qi in reserve, in case he was about to die, so that he could use the fake to become real!
Whether the reborn person is the same as the original self may not be that important, but the Holy Emperor's punch destroyed the Martial Emperor's future. The Martial Emperor died, and his seed died too, which made many evil spirits fear him!
They eradicated the evil forces and some martial emperors at their root, completely eliminating them like a plowshare sweeping away a pond to catch all the fish, drying up the soil and turning it into a desert, leaving no one alive.
Emperor Ye Wu withdrew his thoughts and said in a low voice, "It seems that the Heavenly Evil Sect has also encountered problems with its spiritual land and its lifespan is under threat, so it has set its sights on the dragon's energy."
Dragon energy can nourish the body, slow down aging, maintain peak strength, and even go further. Emperor Yunwu must have known about the Nine-Faced Algae of the past.
Using her beauty, she has bewitched countless monarchs. Whether it's stealing a glimpse of dragon energy or lacking in combat strength, it's the easiest way to break through to the Martial Emperor realm. Therefore, relying on dragon energy for blessings seems feasible on the path to becoming a Martial Emperor.
Emperor Ye Wu was not in a hurry, and for this reason, the dragon energy could be regenerated even if it escaped. When it gathered again, the dragon energy would return, and he would still have a chance.
If there is truly great chaos, it is unlikely to last for a hundred years. Even if someone with unparalleled fortune rebuilds the royal city, it will only take a few years or decades, like the Holy Emperor, who did it so quickly that it is unbelievable!
With something on one's mind and something to wait for, there is no rush. Without family constraints, one can advance and retreat with greater ease!
Elder Yun clasped his hands slightly, expressing his sincere gratitude, "Thank you for informing me, Emperor Ye Wu. This matter is also extremely important to me. If it is indeed so, I'm afraid the Heavenly Evil Cult won't be able to remain peaceful for long."
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