Chapter 101: The Legacy of the Eastern Xuan Emperor
A piece of news spread from the Huntian Sect, swiftly sweeping across the Eastern Wasteland.
The Nangong Imperial Clan.
"The Invincible Battle Arena, which opens once every ten years, is about to appear. Chen Feng of the Huntian Sect, bearer of the Inverse Mortal Body, intends to walk the Invincible Path and forge an Invincible Heart. What lofty ambitions! Since that’s the case, let’s test the mettle of this so-called Inverse Mortal Body. And while we’re at it, let our clan’s younger generation have a go as well..."
The Zhenwu Sacred Land.
"To walk the Invincible Path—this youngster has quite the audacity. Very well, let’s see who can truly forge an Invincible Heart."
The Tianyuan Sacred Land.
"What an absolute joke. Let him walk a stretch first, and then we’ll be the ones to shatter his so-called Invincible Path."
After receiving the news, the other super first-class powers and various factions were equally shocked. Soon, one after another, they set out on their journeys.
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Eastern Xuan Emperor City.
Once the most prosperous place in the Eastern Wasteland, this city had gradually declined over the years following the disappearance of the Eastern Xuan Emperor. Now, it was merely a notable city, its historical landmarks holding more symbolic significance than practical value.
Nevertheless, Eastern Xuan Emperor City had been built because of the Eastern Xuan Emperor—it was his former Dao sanctuary.
No one dared to damage even a single brick of the city, partly out of reverence for the Eastern Xuan Emperor.
Two streaks of sword light streaked across the sky from afar, eventually descending outside the city walls and revealing four figures: Wang Yuandao, Chen Feng, Yang Tao, and Li Xinyue.
Staring at the towering, majestic city walls before him, Chen Feng couldn’t help but marvel. They stretched like a mountain range, exuding an ancient aura, their weathered surfaces bearing the marks of countless years.
In their presence, anyone would inevitably feel insignificant—like mere dust.
Even someone of Wang Yuandao’s cultivation couldn’t help but reveal a trace of awe in his eyes.
To show respect for the Eastern Xuan Emperor, no one was allowed to engage in combat or use Flight Without Artifacts within the city. Everyone had to travel on foot.
The gates of Eastern Xuan Emperor City remained open year-round.
Stepping through the gates and into the city, Chen Feng was greeted by an incredibly wide street lined with shops on either side. The shouts of vendors and the aroma of food filled the air, giving him the sensation of returning to the secular world.
Yet, compared to a purely secular city, Eastern Xuan Emperor City was anything but ordinary.
At the very least, Chen Feng’s keen senses immediately detected numerous powerful auras as soon as he entered.
After all, this city had once been the Eastern Xuan Emperor’s Dao sanctuary. Though it had declined, several factions still resided here, and its cultivation environment far surpassed that of the secular world, as did its resources.
"Within Eastern Xuan Emperor City, there are three major families—the Zhao, Wang, and Lin. It is said they are descendants of the Eastern Xuan Emperor’s followers, all belonging to top-tier first-class powers. If you intend to walk the Invincible Path, these three families will undoubtedly send people to obstruct you," Wang Yuandao explained.
"Master need not worry. No matter who stands in my way, I will meet them with my sword," Chen Feng replied calmly, without haste.
Fearless and resolute—this was the mindset required to walk the Invincible Path.
As they admired the sights of Eastern Xuan Emperor City and immersed themselves in the lively atmosphere, they continued down the expansive street until they finally reached their destination.
Eastern Xuan Emperor Palace!
This palace was the true cultivation grounds of the Eastern Xuan Emperor in the past.
The Eastern Xuan Emperor City, in turn, was built around the Eastern Xuan Emperor Palace by the emperor's former followers.
Now, the Eastern Xuan Emperor Palace has become a historical landmark, open to all who wish to visit and pay their respects. After all, this was the Eastern Xuan Emperor's cultivation grounds. While it may no longer hold treasures, traces of his legacy remain for contemplation.
As long as no damage is caused, visitors are free to come and go.
This is considered the final blessing left by the Eastern Xuan Emperor.
"Disciples, you may first tour the palace, especially the Law Demonstration Hall—there, you might gain some insights. As for the Invincible Battle Arena, it will commence tomorrow," Wang Yuandao said to Chen Feng and Li Xinyue. "After completing the Invincible Battle Arena, you may return home."
As for Wang Yuandao and Yang Tao, they did not enter, having visited several times before and seen everything there was to see.
"Senior Sister Li, let's go," Chen Feng said to Li Xinyue.
Now, Li Xinyue had successfully cultivated Copper Skin Iron Bones, advancing to the Eleventh Transformation of the Body Forging Realm. She also intended to push for the Twelfth Transformation, as resources were not an issue.
By reaching the Twelfth Transformation before opening her acupoints, her foundation would undoubtedly surpass that of the Eleventh Transformation.
However, given Li Xinyue's talent, reaching the Twelfth Transformation would likely take considerable time.
Upon stepping into the Eastern Xuan Emperor Palace, Chen Feng immediately sensed a shift in the atmosphere.
Outside was bustling noise, but inside, silence reigned.
An indescribable aura of solemnity and reverence permeated the air.
The Eastern Xuan Emperor Palace was vast, with many halls inside, though most bore no visible traces of the past.
Chen Feng and Li Xinyue proceeded deeper, encountering many others along the way but paying them no mind. Eventually, they arrived at a massive courtyard, where their gazes were instantly drawn to a figure within.
"Tsk..."
"That must be the statue of the Eastern Xuan Emperor. Truly extraordinary."
Gasps of awe arose, and Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a surge of reverence.
It was a statue standing 100 meters tall.
Clad in flowing robes, its head tilted slightly upward as if gazing at the heavens, one hand resting behind its back while the other held a scroll.
The entire statue seemed carved from pristine white jade, emitting a faint glow, as if naturally formed.
Some claimed the statue was personally sculpted by the Eastern Xuan Emperor himself, while others believed it was the work of his followers. The truth remained unverified.
In the past, many—including Saint Realm experts and even Quasi-Emperors—had come specifically to study the statue.
Yet, none had gained anything from it.
It was simply a monument for the world to admire.
After observing it for a while, Chen Feng indeed found nothing extraordinary and withdrew his gaze, continuing deeper with Li Xinyue.
Finally, they arrived at the Law Demonstration Hall.
If there was any opportunity to be found within the palace, it would be here.
Upon entering, Chen Feng's sharp senses detected something unusual—a faint, elusive aura, vast and unfathomable like the boundless sky. Without the enhancement of the Divine Talisman Of Creation, he might not have noticed it at all.
His eyes swept across the hall, where dozens of people had already gathered.
Yet, despite the crowd, silence prevailed—everyone's gaze fixed on the same spot.
Chen Feng's eyes followed theirs.
There was a massive character, carved as if engraved on a wall, unmistakably the word "Dao."
Each stroke appeared free and unrestrained, effortless and natural, as if it had been written with divine spontaneity.
At first glance, it seemed as though the character might break free from the wall and soar into the heavens, ethereal and profound, as if containing boundless mysteries. Yet, upon a second look, it appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary character.
Dozens of people stared at the "Dao" character, their faces filled with confusion and bewilderment—they could discern nothing from it.
Chen Feng gazed at the character, and the Divine Talisman Of Creation within him trembled slightly. For a moment, the "Dao" character seemed to flicker, and his spirit wavered as if in a trance.
Everything around him faded away, and the entire world seemed to shrink until only he remained.
"Dao!"
A faint whisper echoed, as if someone had murmured softly.
"Dao!"
A second voice spoke, this time at a normal volume.
"Dao!"
The third voice boomed like a shout, causing Chen Feng’s mental will to tremble slightly.
"Dao!"
The fourth voice rose into a resounding roar, its reverberations growing increasingly intense.
"Dao!"
The fifth voice carried the terrifying might of a tiger’s roar echoing through the mountains.
"Dao!"
The sixth voice rumbled like rolling thunder, shaking the very air.
"Dao!"
The seventh voice exploded like a sudden clap of heavenly thunder, deafening and overwhelming, its force so immense that Chen Feng felt his mind sway—yet he still managed to endure.
"Dao!"
The eighth voice was like a hundred thunderbolts detonating simultaneously, its terrifying power seemingly capable of annihilating everything.
"Dao!"
The ninth voice erupted like ten thousand thunders shaking the heavens, as if the sky were collapsing, the earth splitting, the moon shattering, and the stars falling.
Chen Feng felt as though his mental will had been shattered into fragments.
It took him a while to regain his senses.
Unbeknownst to him, the character "Dao" had condensed in his mind, encircling the Divine Talisman Of Creation like stars orbiting a celestial body.
The "Dao" character seemed forged from endless radiant light, misty and luminous, flowing with profound mysteries that embodied the essence of the Dao. Chen Feng was astonished—this transformation was entirely unexpected.
When he focused his consciousness on the character, an inexplicable sensation arose within him.
It was as if he had grasped something, yet also as if he had grasped nothing at all.
Profound beyond words.
"This 'Dao' character contains boundless mysteries. Perhaps I can use it to comprehend the Sword Dao."
As soon as the thought arose, Chen Feng prepared to use it to unravel the secrets of the Sword Dao.
But just then, a powerful aura descended upon him, forcibly pulling him out of that mystical state. The abrupt interruption left him feeling hollow and irritated, like being yanked out of a wonderful dream.
"Clear the hall now. Everyone, out!"
A cold, thunderous roar erupted from a towering figure clad in sturdy armor.
"Who dares to be so domineering?"
"I haven’t finished my comprehension yet!"
Voices of discontent rose from the crowd.
"This Young Master needs the hall. Does anyone object?" A purple-robed young man strode into the Law Demonstration Hall with his hands clasped behind his back, his sharp eyes sweeping across the room as he spoke with icy indifference.
"So it’s Young Master Zhao Ziwen."
"If the young master needs to use it, no objections here. Everyone, quickly leave and don't disturb the young master's enlightenment."
Fawning voices rose one after another.
Soon, dozens of people filed out one by one.
"Xinyue, do you still want to continue your enlightenment?" Chen Feng ignored the crowd and instead asked Li Xinyue.
"I can't comprehend anything," Li Xinyue replied somewhat dejectedly.
The mysteries of the 'Dao' character in the Law Demonstration Hall were difficult for most to grasp—leaving empty-handed was the norm.
"No matter. Perhaps the opportunity hasn't arrived yet. Let's go explore somewhere else," Chen Feng reassured her.
Just as the two were about to leave the Law Demonstration Hall— "Halt!" Zhao Ziwen's gaze swept over and landed on Li Xinyue's face. He found her striking appearance quite to his liking. "Might I ask the lady's name? If you're willing, you may stay and enlighten the mysteries here with me."
"No need," Li Xinyue replied coolly and turned to leave.
A figure clad in sturdy armor flashed forward, blocking their path.
"Does the Zhao family intend to break the rules of the Eastern Xuan Emperor Palace?" Chen Feng countered unhurriedly.
Though the armored man's aura was far stronger than his own, Chen Feng showed not the slightest fear.
"My Zhao family are descendants of the Eastern Xuan Emperor's followers. We might as well be considered half-masters of the Eastern Xuan Emperor Palace. Here, we decide the rules," Zhao Ziwen sneered coldly. "However, today, this young master is in a good mood, so I won't trouble you further. Next time we meet, lady, you must tell me your name."
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