Chapter 1244: Young Lord!

The Saint Emperor was such a formidable person—he wouldn’t miss even if it was a fly!

Saint Emperor’s actions thereafter also proved that he did not miss. His body shot forward as his thick leg stomped and sent Xing Mo’s body through the ground.

Boom!

The ground cracked as Xing Mo’s upper body was completely buried underground; only his legs were still on the surface. His body was probably deformed and utterly destroyed.

There was dead silence!

The Chieftains and countless other savages that were running towards the Yin Thearch, Night Empress, and company were all stunned as they looked at the Saint Emperor, confused. Jiang Yi was still falling downwards at this moment. The Buddha Thearch and others remained shocked for a while; they could not fathom why the Saint Emperor had suddenly gone crazy and attacked Xing Mo.

Tsk! Tsk!

Another strange thing happened just then. A black mist emanated from beneath the Saint Emperor and directly shot up into mid-air and congealed into Xing Mo’s appearance. Xing Mo looked at the Saint Emperor furiously as he howled, “Long Qu, you dare to destroy my physical body? One day I will lead an army and wreak havoc on your Death God Continent.”

Swish!

After speaking, Xing Mo’s shadow became a black mist again and shot into the high heavens; it quickly disappeared from view.

“He is still alive despite his body being destroyed?”

Jiang Yi and countless savages were flummoxed; the Yin Thearch and Night Empress, however, seemed to have thought of something. The Buddha Thearch quietly murmured and said, “This Old Mo’s god spirit seemed to have been cultivated into a divine soul. It is a pity… if we do not destroy his divine soul, he can find another body and live in it.”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Saint Emperor started moving again as he headed towards Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi and company tensed up once again. Although Xing Mo’s physical body had been destroyed—if the Saint Emperor wanted to kill Jiang Yi, that was still very easy. Once Jiang Yi died, the Buddha Thearch and others would perish as well.

Plop!

Instead, the Saint Emperor suddenly knelt on one knee fifty feet from Jiang Yi. He lowered his head as he shouted, “Long Qu pays his respects to the Young Lord!”

“Young Lord?”

Jiang Yi exchanged a glance with the Buddha Thearch in a distance as they became even more confused; so were the Yin Thearch and Night Empress. The Saint Emperor was actually kneeling down in front of Jiang Yi and calling him Young Lord? Could Jiang Yi’s father be the Saint Emperor’s master?

“Greetings to the Young Lord!”

The Saint Emperor had knelt down; although the rest of the savages did not know what was going on, they swiftly followed suit and did the same and shouted out their greetings. The Saint Emperor was the highest authority on the Death God Continent. Even if he asked everyone to die, no one would hesitate.

Gulp, gulp!

Jiang Yi swallowed twice as he forced himself to calm down. He took a long while before he asked, “Erm, have you made a mistake?”

The Saint Emperor raised his head as his cold eyes locked onto Jiang Yi’s Mystic Divine Armor and said firmly, “Young Lord is wearing the master’s divine armor; how could there be a mistake? The first Saint Emperor of this continent—we call him the Saint Lord. The Saint Lord had entered more than seven hundred thousand years; he also goes by the name Mystic Thearch!”

“Mystic Thearch?”

Jiang Yi and the others finally understood. The Mystic Thearch had indeed entered this mystic realm and had become the first Saint Emperor. As Jiang Yi was wearing the Mystic Thearch’s Mystic Divine Armor, the Saint Emperor had recognized it. Everything that happened after that became easier to understand.

Of course, there were still some questions left. For example, why did the Saint Emperor not find a way to attack Xing Mo right from the start but had severely wounded the Buddha Thearch and then sent the Yin Thearch, Night Empress, and Jiang Xiaonu flying without mercy? If the Buddha Thearch could have maintained his battle strength and if they had all joined forces to kill Xing Mo, wouldn’t their chances of success have been higher?

Nevertheless!

At least everyone had survived; Jiang Yi was even more grateful to the Mystic Thearch now. He was indeed the Thearch through the ages; his legends had spread everywhere. Jiang Yi did not have the time to ask more; his body flashed as he kept the black-gold shield that was still floating in mid-air; this was a divine artifact after all!

After that, Jiang Yi went to Jiang Xiaonu’s side and fed her two recuperation pills and sent her inside the Mystic Divine Palace. He then rushed towards the Yin Thearch, Xuan Thearch, Night Empress, and others and gave them the same recuperation medicine. Finally, he headed towards the Buddha Thearch.

The Saint Emperor had also given the order for the savages to sweep the battlefield and treat the wounded. Mei Ru had died; all her soul slaves had perished as well. As for the two beauties Wu Xin’er and Wu Que’er, they had long died in the battle just now; they were now slabs of meat.

After busying himself, Jiang Yi and the others followed the Saint Emperor into a castle that had not been destroyed because its restrictions had been in place. The Saint Emperor’s palm hit a secret mechanism as a dark room appeared in the central hall; he brought everyone inside.

“Mystic Thearch!”

After entering the dark room, Jiang Yi, the Buddha Thearch, and others’ eyes lit up. There was a statue that was exactly like the Mystic Thearch. The Saint Emperor knelt and bowed in front of the Mystic Thearch; Jiang Yi and others followed with much respect. Although the Night Empress and Yin Thearch were severely wounded, they still knelt down as well. This was the Thearch through the ages of the human race, the hero of all times. Anyone that saw his statue would kneel.

“Young Lord.”

After Saint Emperor paid his respects, his gaze turned towards Jiang Yi as he said, “You are the successor to the Saint Lord; please ascend the throne and become the Saint Emperor. Long Qu and the entire continent is at your disposal.”

“Saint Emperor?”

Jiang Yi was not interested at all as his eyes shifted. He asked in a low voice, “Long Qu, since you had recognized the divine armor immediately the first time you had seen me, why did you not join hands with us to kill Xing Mo right from the start?”

“Keke!”

Long Qu smiled bitterly as he raised his head and said, “That old fiend had poisoned my soul spirit. If it wasn’t for Young Lord’s attack on his soul spirit, I might never have gotten rid of that poison my entire life and be removed from his control.”

“So that is the case.”

Jiang Yi, the Buddha Thearch, and the others exchanged glances as they finally understood. Xing Mo was indeed powerful; even someone like the Saint Emperor had been under his control. Jiang Yi’s recent crazed act though did not seriously wound Xing Mo’s soul spirit, had somehow managed to release Saint Emperor from Xing Mo’s control.

Karma was the constant; there was going to be a day of retribution. That was indeed the case in this world.

Jiang Yi’s gazed looked towards the Mystic Thearch as a sliver of hope appeared in his eyes. He asked, “Long Qu, how long did the Mystic Thearch stay in this mystic realm back then? How did he manage to leave in the end? Also, hadn’t Xing Mo’s body been destroyed? How is it his soul spirit could have escaped? Has his soul spirit left this place?”

Long Qu thought about it and answered, “The Saint Lord stayed here for around a year. That time, our ancestors were forced to flee here to escape from demons. The conditions here were very bad back then; barely any essence energy was around while the terrain was not suitable for humans to settle. The Saint Lord had intended to bring the humans here out; however, everyone back then could not bear to continue suffering in the world outside and being hunted by demons. Hence, they all decided to stay.

“The Saint Lord then built a heaven formation that helped us to gather essence energy. If not, the humans in this place back then would not have survived until today. The Saint Lord’s departure? According to our records, he seemed to have flown straight up into the skies. A crevice had appeared, and then he vanished. As for… the old fiend, I do not understand as well.”

“Xing Mo’s soul spirit has probably reached the Mystic Thearch’s level already.”

The Buddha Thearch answered Jiang Yi’s query. He explained, “For one to break through the void and become a True God, there are three conditions. One: cultivating one’s essence force to the maximum and form a divine core. Two: fuse together three nine-star dao patterns to make an ultimate dao pattern. Three: one’s god spirit must evolve into a divine soul. Xing Mo’s soul spirit must have formed into a divine soul.

“If his divine soul is not destroyed, he will never die; he can keep finding bodies to inhabit. Soul spirits themselves do not have a form; they can break through any physical thing or restrictions. Old Mo is probably on his way back to the East Imperial Continent…”

“Oh, oh!”

Jiang Yi looked towards the Saint Emperor and asked what he wanted to find out the most, “Long Qu, can you send us out of the Death God Continent?”

Wu Que’er said that there was a heaven formation here that had shackled the spatial zone; no one could leave. If even the Saint Emperor had no ideas, everyone could only grow old and die here.

“I cannot. There is a heaven formation here; no one can leave.”

The Saint Emperor shook his head. Jiang Yi and the others’ hearts sank. However, the Saint Emperor’s next sentence raised Jiang Yi’s hopes again. “However, young lord, you are an exception. The heaven formation is something the Saint Lord had left behind. With the Saint Lord’s divine armor—if Young Lord’s strength could be raised a little more, you could probably withstand the Void Ancient Path’s meteorite-killing formation!”