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Chapter 226: How is This Possible!
🕑 Added 2024-10-15 10:26:17 +0000 UTCAfter a brief moment of preparation, Emperor Kun weakly said:
"Come closer. I will directly transfer my legacy into your soul."
Qin Chuan remained in place, sneering mockingly:
"Senior, we both know neither of us is easily fooled. Don’t play these little tricks. If I’m not mistaken, the moment I approach, you’ll devour me, right?"
Even though Emperor Kun was on the brink of death and heavily sealed, a mighty Emperor was always dangerous as long as they had even a breath left.
"Sigh, not even a little trust between us."
Emperor Kun sighed in defeat.
Qin Chuan smiled:
"Senior, if you keep playing games, even after I receive your legacy, I might still turn you into the 'Pit Emperor.' In fact, if I even suspect you’re holding back, or if I’m in a bad mood, you’ll still become the 'Pit Emperor.'"
"You!!!"
Emperor Kun’s eyes shot out a terrifyingly cold light, and a few stone fragments fell from his pupils, likely pieces of his retina.
"Senior, the times have changed. Glaring at me won’t do any good. If this were your prime and you had mastered some eye technique, you might be able to kill me with a glance. But now…"
Qin Chuan smiled faintly before his tone turned icy, "You are in no position to negotiate!"
Emperor Kun’s body trembled violently, his outer stone skin cracking and falling off in pieces.
But finally, he calmed down.
"Fine, I will give you my entire legacy. Just keep your word and grant me a swift death!"
Emperor Kun had no choice but to surrender. Knowing there was no hope for escape, all he could do was hope to die with a bit of dignity and avoid being eternally disgraced.
Buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz!
A faint thread of light emerged from the center of Emperor Kun’s forehead, harmlessly weaving through the air.
In an instant, countless words appeared—words very similar to those of the Nine Heavens Human Clan.
Perhaps they were different initially, but Emperor Kun had likely translated them himself to avoid "putting someone in a bad mood," allowing Qin Chuan to understand everything at a glance.
Qin Chuan quickly scanned the words with his spiritual sense, imprinting them into his mind.
Spiritual sense can act like both a scanner and a printer—it has many wonderful uses, provided one’s spiritual sense is strong enough.
And as a quasi-Emperor, Qin Chuan’s spiritual sense was more than sufficient!
"The Scripture of the Tenfold Earth!"
"Kun’s Secret Techniques!"
"The Earthwalking Technique!"
"The Earth Vein Body Tempering Technique!"
...
This Emperor of the Celestial Everlasting Clan had lived a long life, filled with deep knowledge, mastering countless techniques. There were dozens of divine abilities and secret techniques, each one capable of causing an uproar if revealed to the world.
Most of these techniques were related to the Dao of Earth, all based on the foundation of "The Scripture of the Tenfold Earth."
This scripture was profound and vast, comparable in depth to the "Sun-Swallowing Emperor Scripture."
It was clearly not something Emperor Kun had created himself.
After a long while, Emperor Kun seemed utterly drained.
Qin Chuan even noticed that the Emperor, after some hesitation, had included some bedroom techniques in the transmission. Feeling somewhat sympathetic, Qin Chuan waved his hand to stop him.
"That’s enough. I’ll let you off the hook. Our deal is done."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Kun heaved a sigh of relief and closed his eyes, awaiting death.
According to their agreement, Qin Chuan was supposed to kill him, giving him a merciful end.
"I'm coming now. It might hurt a little at first, but bear with it—it’ll be over soon."
Qin Chuan said with a grin.
Inside, Emperor Kun was fuming with rage, but there was nothing he could do. He closed his eyes again, preparing for the inevitable.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Qin Chuan let out a startled cry.
Emperor Kun opened his eyes.
He was shocked to see the young man who was supposed to kill him flailing about in panic. His body seemed to be deflating like a punctured balloon, with spiritual energy leaking from every pore. The young man frantically tried to plug the leaks, but it was useless.
His cultivation was plummeting rapidly!
From the third stage of the quasi-Emperor realm, it dropped to the second stage, then to the first stage, and continued to fall to the ninth stage of the realm below, then the eighth stage...
"How could this be happening? How could this be?! The borrowed cultivation was supposed to last for an entire day! Why is it fading so quickly?!"
Qin Chuan exclaimed in panic, his face filled with dread.
Borrowed cultivation?
For a day?
Emperor Kun instantly understood!
But he didn’t make any rash moves, nor did he gloat over Qin Chuan’s misfortune. He knew very well that even a deflated ball was still bigger than an A-cup.
Soon, Emperor Kun watched as the young man’s cultivation finally stabilized at the fourth stage of the Saint realm.
This seemed to be the young man’s true level of strength.
Immediately, a wave of humiliation washed over Emperor Kun. He had actually been threatened by a mere fourth-stage Saint!
It was utterly shameful, utterly pathetic!
"This… this… sigh!"
Qin Chuan glanced at his hands and feet, confirming that he had indeed been reduced to his original form. He sighed heavily.
Turning back to Emperor Kun, he asked, "Senior, now that my strength has diminished, how am I supposed to kill you?"
Whoosh!
Emperor Kun froze for a moment, then burst out laughing. You’ve been reduced to such a pitiful state, and you still think you can kill me?!
Can’t you see yourself for what you are now?
Even if I stood here defenseless, could you even land a blow? Could you even scratch me?
You probably couldn’t even pierce a single layer of my skin, let alone my stone body!
But before he could respond, Qin Chuan frowned and said, "Senior, are you mocking me?"
"Do you really believe that even with my current strength, I can’t gather people to defecate and urinate on you, soaking you in filth for years to come?"
Hearing this, Emperor Kun’s stony expression stiffened—even more so than before.
To be precise, he was stunned.
That’s right!
He had almost forgotten. He couldn’t move, and this brat still had the ability to ensure his eternal disgrace.
"Ugh…"
At that moment, one of the unconscious Celestial Everlasting Clan spies on the ground began to stir, groggily waking up.
The man sluggishly sat up, rubbing his head in confusion as he tried to shake off his drowsiness.
"Kill him quickly!"
Emperor Kun’s voice trembled as he called out.
The awakening spy seemed to regain his senses, struggling to stand.
But before he could do anything, there was a flash of black.
Thwack!
Blood sprayed into the air as a royal weapon—a long spear—pierced the spy’s head, instantly destroying his soul.
Qin Chuan, holding the bloodied spear, turned to Emperor Kun with a cold smile, "Senior, it seems your hope has been dashed."
Thud!
Qin Chuan yanked the spear out, sending a mix of blood and brain matter splattering everywhere. The spy’s body crumpled to the ground, twitching in its death throes.
Even though the spy was dead, the body of a royal-level expert could still struggle for quite some time after their soul had perished.
"You… you!!"
Watching his rescuer die right before his eyes, Emperor Kun’s heart filled with sorrow and fury, teetering on the edge of madness.
"Hehe, now I just remembered—better finish off the rest."
Qin Chuan flashed a kind smile at Emperor Kun before calmly walking over to the unconscious spies, his bloodstained spear at the ready.
Thwack!
Thwack!
Thwack!
One by one, he sent the remaining Celestial Everlasting Clan spies to their deaths with a spear through the head.
"No! Ahhh!"
Emperor Kun’s heart bled as he witnessed the slaughter of the brave young members of his clan. His hatred for Qin Chuan reached new, unfathomable depths.
"You could’ve just killed me! Why did you have to kill them too?! Why?!"
As a mighty Emperor of the Celestial Everlasting Clan, Emperor Kun had failed to protect his people. These youths had come to rescue him, only to die in front of his very eyes.
A deep sense of grief and guilt welled up inside him, pushing him to the brink of insanity. His body’s latent power surged forth.
Boom!!
A deep rumble echoed from within his body, as if some internal barrier had been shattered, like the creation of a new world.
He had broken through!
His entire body began to glow, and his once withered form showed faint signs of recovery.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The altar trembled violently, and the cursed black pillar erupted with a brilliant light. Dark runes emerged, attempting to suppress Emperor Kun. The chains binding him began to siphon his newfound energy.
Yet, despite the suppression, his body continued to slowly recover. The process was agonizingly slow, but the progress was undeniable.
If this continued…
His strength would continue to grow, while the suppression from the altar and the cursed pillar would gradually weaken. At this rate, in no more than a month, he would be able to break free!
"This... This is impossible!!"
Qin Chuan exclaimed dramatically, as if scared out of his wits, and then, in a panic, he fled from the abyss, rolling and tumbling in his haste.
In a flash, he disappeared into the horizon.
But deep inside, he was laughing hysterically!
He had originally planned to release this Emperor before leaving the secret realm, which would have required spending some of his accumulated "Father Points" to break the seal. But now, the Emperor was on the verge of freeing himself—saving Qin Chuan those precious points.
Once Emperor Kun escaped, he would undoubtedly harbor an unrelenting hatred for Qin Xiao Zhu. When they eventually crossed paths, his killing intent would pierce through the nine heavens!
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