“Eh? Where has the dragon head gone?”
The Long-browed Real Person exclaimed in surprise. As he spoke, he quietly walked towards the neck of the dragon skeleton.
This dragon skeleton was truly enormous. The neck alone waslarger than a house.
Upon close inspection, they discovered a huge, smooth cut at the neck.
In other words, the dragon head had very likely been severed by a sharp weapon.
Chills ran through the Long-browed Real Person when he saw this. He said, “Little brat, let us leave quickly. I have an ominous premonition.”
“You mean that cut?” Ye Qiu asked in a low voice.
“Yes.” The Long-browed Real Person replied, “It is clear the head was severed by a sharp weapon. In other words, the Dragon Emperor was very likely killed by someone.”
“Think about it. What kind of powerhouse was the Dragon Emperor? Yet someone managed to cut off his head. The cultivation of the perpetrator must have surpassed the Dragon Emperor’s.”
“It is even possible that the Dragon Emperor was slain by a Great Emperor powerhouse.”
Ye Qiu was about to speak when suddenly the vermilion blood coffin flew out of his Qiankun bag of its own accord.
Clang!
The coffin lid slid open, and a severed arm flew out from within.
“The one who killed the Dragon Emperor was_Not_ a Great Emperor powerhouse.” Old Nine’s voice was unusually grave.
“Not a Great Emperor powerhouse?” Ye Qiu and the Long-browed Real Person both paled and asked, “Then who was it?”
“It is possible…” Old Nine paused before continuing, “that the perpetrator’s cultivation far exceeded that of a Great Emperor.”
What?
Ye Qiu and the Long-browed Real Person were both shocked and incredulous, for in their understanding, the strongest existences in the cultivation world were Great Emperors.
“Old Nine…” The Long-browed Real Person began, only to be cut off.
“Who gave you permission to call me Old Nine? If you dare show such disrespect again, beware I destroy you.” Old Nine said, “Call me Ninth Master.”
The Long-browed Real Person’s old face flushed red. Inwardly he cursed: you are nothing but a severed arm, yet you still act so arrogantly?
He did not dare show it, however.
Though Old Nine was only a severed arm, that arm could still crush him to death with ease.
The Long-browed Real Person put on a smiling face and asked, “Ninth Master, are there existences in the cultivation world that surpass Great Emperors?”
“No.” Old Nine answered decisively.
The Long-browed Real Person frowned slightly. “Ninth Master, you just said there are no existences beyond Great Emperors in the cultivation world, yet the person who killed the Dragon Emperor had cultivation far above a Great Emperor. Is that not contradictory?”
“You know nothing.” Old Nine said irritably. “I never said the one who killed the Dragon Emperor definitely came from the cultivation world.”
Hm?
The Long-browed Real Person’s heart skipped a beat. “Ninth Master, are you saying that besides the cultivation world, there are other worlds? How is that possible!”
“Why would it be impossible?” Old Nine replied. “Did you not come from the secular world yourselves?”
The Long-browed Real Person was rendered speechless.
Old Nine continued, “Buddhism often speaks of three thousand worlds.”
“The heavens and earth are vast. Exactly how many worlds there are, even I do not know.”
“Just as in your understanding, beyond the various factions in the cultivation world there are only scattered cultivators, but that is not the case.”
“The cultivation world also holds many mysterious ancient clans. They live in seclusion, rarely emerging, yet no faction dares to underestimate them.”
“Because within those ancient clans there are supreme powerhouses in residence. Some clans have even produced existences bold enough to challenge Great Emperors.”
Old Nine’s words seemed to open a new door of understanding for Ye Qiu and the Long-browed Real Person. The Long-browed Real Person’s curiosity surged. He asked, “Ninth Master, though I have not yet undergone tribulation, I possess strength comparable to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. What tier of cultivator would that be considered in the cultivation world?”
Old Nine’s tone was disdainful. “Not even third-rate.”
The Long-browed Real Person cried out, “If even I am not third-rate, then the little brat he…”
“He is different from you.” Old Nine said. “His destiny is profound, and he possesses the Longevity Physique, one of the Ten Great Physiques. Even if you lived a million years, you would never be qualified to compare yourself to him.”
Bloody hell, are those words a human would say?
The Long-browed Real Person felt so crushed he wanted to die.
Ye Qiu caught some information from Old Nine’s words and asked, “Old Nine, of the Ten Great Physiques you just mentioned, besides the Longevity Physique, what are the others?”
Old Nine replied, “You do not need to know these yet. When you encounter them in the future, I will tell you.”
Ye Qiu said, “If you tell me now, at least I will have some idea and can prepare in advance. What if those with powerful physiques become my enemies in the future?”
Old Nine answered, “You need not worry about that, because most geniuses who possess those physiques will be your enemies.”
Ye Qiu: “…”
Old Nine continued, “If you wish to prove the Dao and become an Emperor, if you wish to be invincible under the heavens, if you wish to dominate all ages, there is only one path: trample every genius beneath your feet.”
“Back when I was young, I slaughtered countless peerless prodigies and crushed innumerable supreme evildoers. Only then did I finally become…”
At this point, Old Nine suddenly stopped.
Ye Qiu stared fixedly at him.
“Become what in the end?” the Long-browed Real Person pressed.
“None of your damn business.” Old Nine’s finger suddenly extended and lightly flicked the Long-browed Real Person’s forehead.
Thud!
“Ouch…” The Long-browed Real Person cried out in pain as a bump rose on his forehead.
Old Nine scolded, “Remember: do not ask what you should not ask, or I will thrash you.”
The Long-browed Real Person clutched his forehead, looking aggrievedly at Ye Qiu as if to say: little brat, he is bullying me, do something!
Yet Ye Qiu ignored the Long-browed Real Person’s resentful gaze and asked with great interest, “Old Nine, if you leave your sentences half-finished, beware your little buddy snaps.”
“You little whelp, you dare show disrespect to this seat? Let me tell you, in the end I became…” Old Nine reached this point, then suddenly laughed. “Kid, you actually tried to provoke me. Fortunately I am no ordinary person, or I would have fallen for it.”
Ye Qiu inwardly sighed with regret. He had hoped to seize this chance to probe Old Nine’s background, but this fellow had stopped at the crucial moment.
Alas!
Ye Qiu let out a long sigh and said, “Old Nine, you are really no fun like this.”
“You are my protector. I think you should be more open with me.”
“Keeping things from me clearly shows you do not treat me as a friend.”
Old Nine replied, “I withhold information because I do not wish to burden you with pressure. It is entirely for your own good.”
“When the time comes that you should know, I will naturally tell you.”
“Enough of that. I want to see whether it truly was him who severed the Dragon Emperor’s head.”
As Old Nine spoke, his five fingers constantly shifted. Strands of demonic qi twined between them like tiny black dragons.
“Kid, stinking Daoist, stand back.”
The moment Old Nine’s words fell, he pointed a finger at the neck of the dragon skeleton.
His finger was like an indestructible sharp sword, carrying overwhelming demonic qi and terrifying might.
Just as Old Nine’s finger was about to strike the dragon skeleton’s neck, suddenly,
“Zheng!”
A sword cry resounded through the nine heavens.
