Chapter 68: The ImmortalEmperor of Chaos

Chapter 68: The ImmortalEmperor of Chaos Rumors about the Tianyuan World Tournament have spread to every corner of the land. People are talking about the strength of the disciples who participated in the tournament, especially those from the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect. Their might and invincibility have instilled fear and awe in both the spectators and the participants. The most prominent and intriguing rumor is that Jiang Yun was once the leader of the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect.

Many have turned their attention to the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, trying to uncover their secrets. Greed has taken hold of them, as they believe this sect must possess something extraordinary.

In a small world, amidst dense forests and tranquil mountains, a young woman with long green hair sat in meditation on a stone platform. Surrounding her was a calm, swirling spiritual energy. But suddenly, her eyes opened, revealing a sharp and determined gaze.

A voice from the void echoed as a shadowy figure appeared before her. He was a man in black, moving as if he were a shadow without form.

"We've found clues about the young lady," the man in black reported with a respectful tone. "She is currently participating in the Tianji Tower Tournament and has become the number one genius of the Tianyuan World. However... she has now vanished without a trace. We have dispatched people to search for her in every continent."

The woman listened to the report with a calm expression, but inside, she was filled with concern. Though she tried to hide it, her eyes reflected deep worry.

"Find her as quickly as possible," she commanded with a firm and cold voice.

"The wedding day is approaching."

The man in black bowed his head respectfully. "Understood," he replied, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if he had never been there.

"Even if you are number one in the Tianyuan World, you cannot escape this marriage," she murmured to herself quietly before walking back to her residence, her heart filled with coldness.

In Feng Yi's carriage, the atmosphere was so quiet that the sound of the wind passing by could be heard. She sat alone in silence, but her mind was restless. Thoughts swirled in her head, still irritated by what had happened—not just the defeat, but the seemingly overwhelming loss against Jiang Yun's people. Some members of the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect had caused her to question herself deeply, especially the green-haired woman named Mu Shuyuan.

"Why am I still thinking about this?" she thought to herself, biting her lip tightly.

Suddenly, an alert from a hidden system within her body sounded in her head.

[Congratulations, Host, you have received a mission reward.]

Feng Yi paused and turned to look at the light that appeared in front of her with excitement. She stopped thinking immediately as she saw the message on the system screen. A slight smile appeared on her face.

Meanwhile, on a large airship with the word "Sword" prominently displayed, Zi Hao sat in the cabin, looking out the window with a gloomy expression. He had been punished by the system for his loss in the last tournament. The punishment was that all his hair had fallen out, leaving him bald for three months.

"Hmph, being bald for three months is still better than other punishments," Zi Hao sighed softly. Although he felt relieved that the punishment wasn't as bad as he had feared, the disappointment from the defeat still gnawed at his heart.

He glanced around the airship. The geniuses from other forces who were traveling with him weren't much different. Each one was lost in their own thoughts, their faces showing exhaustion—not from the journey, but from the defeat they had suffered in the tournament. Everyone was comparing themselves to the people of the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect. The strength and superiority of those people had shattered the confidence of the geniuses from other forces.

"They were too strong," one of the geniuses murmured, but it echoed the thoughts of everyone in the room.

"I never thought I would lose like this... It's like we were just insignificant ants," another added, his voice heavy with despair.

"Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect... I..." Everyone in the room felt the weight of those words. It had left a deep wound in their hearts—a wound where their confidence once resided, now replaced by hopelessness.

On the back of an immortal-level beast, Xue Ting sat on a saddle adorned with intricate gems. The strong wind blew through her hair as the giant beast soared above forests and seas of clouds. The familiar voice of the system sounded in her mind.

[Congratulations, Host, you have completed 80% of the mission and received the reward: The Immortal Emperor's Book and 10 High-Level Resource Boxes.]

Xue Ting smiled slightly, her usually calm face showing a hint of satisfaction. She looked toward the horizon stretching out before her, reflecting on the journey and challenges she had overcome. The mission she had just completed not only made her stronger but also opened up opportunities for her family to ascend to a higher level.

At the Jiang Clan, Jiang Hao, one of the clan leaders, was sitting in the main hall when the shadow of a servant in black appeared.

"Have you found them?" Jiang Hao asked coldly.

"No, sir. We've searched every continent, but there's still no sign of the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect. I think they might be hiding in a small world or some special area," the man in black reported.

Jiang Hao sighed softly and waved his hand dismissively. "Keep searching..."

"Understood, sir."

Just as the man in black was about to disappear, a massive pressure suddenly enveloped everything around, spreading across the entire continent and then the entire Tianyuan World. It caused a violent tremor. Everyone looked up to the sky.

A gigantic tower appeared in the middle of the Eternal Immortal Continent. It was majestic and strange, yet it caused no harm or injury to anyone. Everyone gazed at the tower with curiosity and fear, as murmurs spread throughout the crowd. People began to question the origin of this tower.

Before the curiosity could linger, a powerful voice echoed across the sky.

"I am the Immortal Emperor of Chaos!"

The voice of the Immortal Emperor shook the hearts of everyone who heard it. This voice was well-known, especially in the history of the Tianyuan World. The Immortal Emperor of Chaos was a figure who fought against dark forces from another world for millions of years and perished tens of thousands of years ago to protect humanity and this world. His voice was powerful and filled with authority, and everyone could feel the unmatched strength within it.

The voice spoke again, "In two years, I will hold a test to find the inheritor of my legacy, along with 99 other Immortal Emperors who have died, leaving only their legacies behind. We all wish to pass on our legacies to the new generation, to continue protecting this world."

Everyone who heard this was stunned and excited. This was not just an opportunity for a select few, but an open chance for all. The voice of the Immortal Emperor continued clearly:

"No matter who you are, how old you are, or what level of cultivation you have, anyone can participate. If you are interested, meet at the Eternal Immortal Land in two years."

The voice faded, along with the immense pressure that slowly dissipated. Everyone who heard this announcement was silent for a moment before whispers and conversations started to rise again.

"Immortal Emperors who have passed away will bequeath their legacies?"

"Such an opportunity has never happened before. Whoever inherits the legacy will undoubtedly become powerful in the future!"

The news spread rapidly. From ordinary cultivators to top experts, everyone was filled with excitement. A great challenge was about to begin. Across the entire Tianyuan World, people started planning, preparing, and setting their sights on participating in the test in two years.

At the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, within a quiet hall, Jiang Yun was conversing with someone standing before him. Gentle light streamed through the windows, illuminating a luminous figure standing opposite him.

Jiang Yun's gaze was fixed on the luminous figure in the middle of the hall. The figure radiated light but also exuded anger. It trembled slightly before violently tossing something towards Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun smiled faintly, his face remaining calm and expressionless. He did not hurry to catch what was thrown but instead raised his hand slowly. A delicate thread of spiritual energy shot out from his fingertips, wrapping around the object suspended in the air, holding it firmly before slowly pulling it closer.

"Please... don't abandon me..."

The small luminous figure spoke in a trembling voice as it was restrained by Jiang Yun's spiritual thread. It couldn't escape or resist, and its body began to tremble with a mix of anger and fear. But Jiang Yun continued to smile indifferently.

"Pleasure working with you," Jiang Yun said with a faint smile, but his eyes held a certain mysteriousness.

The luminous figure paid no attention and began to walk away slowly. "Hmph... I hope we won't have to cooperate again in the future," the guest said angrily before his figure faded away.

Jiang Yun chuckled softly. "I think we will definitely meet again," he muttered quietly to himself.

As the luminous figure departed and its light faded into the darkness, Jiang Yun spoke with a cold and disdainful tone to the small figure still restrained before him. "So, you're the one supporting Ye Chen from behind, the one who tarnished my reputation and played tricks on me in that fragment of the world."

The small luminous figure turned back, laughing mockingly in the darkness. "So what? You are just a side character on Ye Chen's glorious path. No matter what you do, you won't be able to stop him."

Jiang Yun sneered. "And what about now? I'm still here, stronger than ever. Where is Ye Chen's glorious path? I don't see it at all."

Suddenly, the small luminous figure screamed in pain. It struggled and shook as countless spiritual needles pierced its body mercilessly.

"Please... I'm sorry... Please let me go," the small luminous figure pleaded frantically, all traces of arrogance gone, replaced by fear and despair.

Jiang Yun looked at it coldly. "Do you remember, Heaven's Dao? When you manipulated the emotions and thoughts of my senior brothers and sisters, turning them against me by slandering me in the Tianyuan World fragment? I must truly thank you."

The small luminous figure had no time to respond or explain. It continued to scream in pain as the spiritual needles made it unbearable. Jiang Yun watched it with a merciless gaze before slowly waving his hand.

In an instant, the small luminous figure vanished. Its screams were swallowed by the silence. Jiang Yun stood alone in the darkness, nothing remaining of the once-arrogant figure.

"This is only the beginning," Jiang Yun muttered quietly before turning back to the hall of the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, a cold determination still gleaming in his eyes.

Soon after, the grand doors of the hall opened quickly. The sound of hurried footsteps echoed as Chang Qian and Jiang Yun's other followers entered with smiles full of excitement.

"Master! We have returned!" Chang Qian called out, breathless with excitement. "We didn't disappoint you. We brought back many rewards!"

Jiang Yun smiled faintly again before nodding in approval. "You've done well. Keep the rewards for yourselves. If you need anything, you can request it from the elder guardians," he spoke with a calm yet authoritative tone.

Chang Qian beamed with joy, as if Jiang Yun's words were the most precious gift.

Suddenly, Jiang Yun's demeanor turned serious, his gaze sharp as a hawk. "In two years, be prepared. We will claim all those legacies!"

Jiang Yun's voice carried a commanding power. The hall fell silent, but everyone inside knew that the upcoming mission would not be easy. Yet, no one hesitated. They all knelt down in unison. Searᴄh the novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Understood, Master!" Their voices echoed loudly, their bodies trembling with eagerness.

Jiang Yun smiled with satisfaction before dismissing them, allowing everyone to prepare for the great legacy test in two years. The path to seizing the most powerful legacies was about to begin.