Chapter 729: The Feng Emperor Revived, The Core of the Secret Realm
In a secluded corner within the cave mansion.
Mo Yu flicked his sleeve, and an aged corpse appeared before him—the body of the Feng Emperor.
As the corpse hovered in mid-air, Mo Yu extended his right palm. With a thought, two treasures emerged into view: the Undying Corpse Dew and the Sacred Life Rebirth Fruit.
Once everything was prepared, the revival method instructed by the Feng Emperor echoed clearly in Mo Yu's mind. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded slightly. With a wave of his hand, an invisible force lifted the corpse gently upward.
He then directed the Undying Corpse Dew forward. With a soft hiss, it seeped into the corpse's flesh. Under its influence, black corpse qi was slowly forced out as faint wisps of darkness escaped from the body.
Seeing this, Mo Yu nodded in satisfaction. A corpse filled with death qi was unsuitable as a vessel for rebirth, but with this elixir, the Feng Emperor's body gradually began to meet the requirements.
Next, Mo Yu sliced the Sacred Life Rebirth Fruit in half. He tossed one half toward the expectant Feng Emperor and said, "Ingest it. When I give the signal, enter your body immediately!"
The Feng Emperor nodded solemnly and swallowed the half-fruit without hesitation. His eyes gleamed with emotion.
Instantly, vigorous vitality burst forth from his ethereal soul. Strands of green life energy swirled around him, and under its radiant glow, even the withered grass and flowers in the cave began to bloom once again.
This was the miraculous power of the Sacred Life Rebirth Fruit.
When the Feng Emperor finished absorbing his portion, Mo Yu crushed the remaining half in his hand. A surge of verdant energy spilled out and was waved toward the corpse purified of death qi.
The emerald life force shimmered like liquid jade. As it touched the flesh, sharp sizzling sounds erupted. Color gradually returned to the body's skin like a faint flush, as if life itself were creeping back in.
Mo Yu remained calm, quietly observing.
As time passed, the green energy slowly seeped deeper into the corpse. The once pale skin began to show faint vitality, and lifeless muscles regained subtle color.
Half an hour later, the lifeless body's eyelids suddenly snapped open. Within those hollow eyes flickered faint traces of life—not true awareness, but the illusion of it nonetheless.
"The time has come," Mo Yu commanded. "Feng Emperor, enter!"
The Feng Emperor's incorporeal form trembled as Mo Yu's shout resounded. In a blur, his soul streaked forward, diving toward the glowing body.
At the instant his soul touched flesh, a strange azure ripple burst from his brow, spreading rapidly until it enveloped his entire spectral form.
Splat!
The ripple connected, and the Feng Emperor's spirit collided with the waiting body, merging seamlessly.
As they were once one being, the union caused no rejection. Had he been forced into another mortal shell, his Earth Sovereign rank might have fallen—an unbearable price for one of his realm.
"Now, we wait…" Mo Yu murmured, stretching lazily before taking a seat cross‑legged. His part was done. Whether resurrection succeeded depended entirely on fate.
Time flowed by quietly. From the body radiated surging vitality, the fierce energy of renewal. The Feng Emperor no longer resembled a corpse, but a slumbering elder awaiting awakening.
Between the Sacred Life Fruit, the Undying Dew, and his own preparations, the miracle of rebirth was finally taking shape.
Three days later, the Feng Emperor's eyes snapped open.
Blinding light shot forth, piercing the air. His dormant aura exploded outward like a roaring lion's, shaking the ground until cracks spread in all directions.
"Heh… Congratulations, Senior Feng Emperor, on your return to life."
Mo Yu's face brightened with genuine joy. Helping the Feng Emperor's revival had been an old promise fulfilled.
"Hehe, there's no need for formality," the Feng Emperor said with gratitude. "If not for your aid, Mo Yu, I would not have returned. Now that I live again—and as we are both Earth Sovereigns—treat me as an equal, not as a senior."
Mo Yu blinked, then chuckled slightly. "Then… I shall call you Elder Qing from now on."
The Feng Emperor—now Elder Qing—paused, then nodded in agreement.
"Elder Qing, what will you do next?" Mo Yu asked politely. Though he wished to have the Feng Emperor's strength beside him, he would never press another to serve him unwillingly.
Elder Qing seemed to guess Mo Yu's intent. After thinking briefly, he smiled. "I have always been a solitary soul. Having just revived, I've nowhere particular to go. I'll stay by your side for now. And if, in the future, you build your own faction in the Great Thousand World, save a place for me."
He had great faith in Mo Yu's potential and ambition. Otherwise, as an Earth Sovereign, he would hardly follow anyone.
Mo Yu smiled broadly. "Then it's settled. Elder Qing will always have a place by my side."
An Earth Sovereign ally—any force would welcome him with open arms.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two moved on, heading deeper into the cave mansion.
A treasure left by an upper or perfected Earth Sovereign was too tempting for either of them to resist.
Buzz—
As they passed through a massive bronze gate, Mo Yu instantly felt the intense spatial fluctuation. Vision blurred for an instant, then sharpened again.
But clarity brought danger. From every direction surged an overwhelming wave of killing intent—ancient, ruthless, and destructive, like the fury of a primordial beast.
Even Mo Yu felt his spirit tighten under that pressure.
Roar!
His eyes widened. The world around them had changed. They now stood upon an endless plain under a yellow-tinged sky, where the earth splintered and massive spatial rifts yawned open.
From those cracks poured torrents of black energy—billowing waves of malevolent power unlike anything of their world.
From the depths of the black tides rose faint, warped figures, their hulking shapes more mist than flesh, their crimson eyes gleaming with feral hunger.
Their shrill cries pierced the air, sounds so foreign that even heaven and earth recoiled. The surrounding spiritual energy fled, rejecting their presence.
"The Evil Clan Beyond the Realm…" Mo Yu muttered.
Elder Qing's aged face hardened as both focused on the encroaching darkness. The air thickened with dread.
Then—an answering roar erupted across the distant sky. Clouds churned like storms, and countless luminous figures swept across the heavens. They were cultivators of immense power, their spiritual light illuminating the dim sky.
Roar!
The two opposing forces collided—darkness and light, evil and purity—as the black tides crashed head‑on against the hosts of the Great Thousand World.
The earth shattered under their clash.
Killing intent suffused heaven and earth, its ferocity enough to redden one's vision. Mo Yu and Elder Qing quickly stabilized their minds, dispelling the illusion's influence.
"This is… a battlefield projection," Elder Qing said softly, eyes narrowing. "Could this cave's owner have been a mighty cultivator from ancient times—one who fought against the Evil Clan's invasion?"
Even an Earth Sovereign like him abhorred and feared those beings.
Mo Yu nodded slowly. "Most likely. That would also explain how your body became tainted with demonic energy—perhaps carried here when that ancient fell."
"Then this secret treasure is no ordinary inheritance," Elder Qing murmured. In the ancient era, every mighty being possessed vast, enviable riches.
"Since we've come this far, we might as well see it through."
The two exchanged a look, steeled their wills, and soared onward.
They flew for an unknown stretch before the world shifted again. The battlefield projection dissolved, replaced by a vast sea of lightning stretching to infinity.
The sea glowed black, yet flashed with thunderous brilliance. Each surge of lightning rumbled like collapsing worlds, and the very air trembled as bolts consumed fragments of space itself.
Every droplet of this thunderous ocean carried destructive energy of unimaginable force.
"The power here…" Mo Yu whispered, astonished. The sea seemed bottomless—endless darkness below and lightless void above.
Elder Qing hovered beside him, surveying the stormy sea with sharp eyes. After a moment, faint admiration rose in them. "Remarkable craftsmanship."
"Oh? Elder Qing, what is this place exactly?" Mo Yu asked softly. Even he felt faint pressure here.
"If I'm not mistaken," Elder Qing said, "this sea is the materialized form of the cave master's Sovereign Sea."
"The Sovereign Sea?" Mo Yu echoed, eyes narrowing with curiosity.
Every Sovereign and Earth Sovereign possessed such a sea as the source of their power, yet even Mo Yu had never witnessed one externalized on such a scale.
"When one's strength reaches a certain threshold, the Sovereign Sea expands into its own realm," Elder Qing explained. "If the master willed it, foes could be dragged inside—and even an eighth‑grade Sovereign would be annihilated by a single wave."
Mo Yu nodded in awe. The Sovereign Sea was one's very foundation. Normally, no cultivator would dare risk exposing it. To lose it was to lose everything.
Yet for the truly supreme, even their Sovereign Sea could become a weapon of destruction.
"This must be the heart of the Earth Sovereign's treasure," Elder Qing concluded, pointing toward the depths ahead. "We must tread carefully."
Mo Yu's eyes gleamed sharply. "So we're finally at the core, huh… I wonder if the other top powers have made it this far."
Whatever awaited beyond, Mo Yu was determined—he would claim his share of this inheritance.
(END CHAPTER)
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