When they saw that figure, everyone was shocked. He wore a blood-red robe, his long hair hanging down, sitting cross-legged on the high platform.
He looked extremely young, with sharply defined cheekbones, slightly protruding cheekbones, and eyes tightly shut as if meditating. On his knees lay a strangely shaped long sword.
"My god, this person is actually the Evil Emperor Xie Qianmo, the most mysterious powerhouse in the history of the evil path." Someone exclaimed.
As for the Evil Emperor, the younger generation of disciples didn't know much, but many of the older generation had seen his portrait.
Legend has it that the Evil Emperor was gifted and rose like a comet, sweeping through his peers and reaching the pinnacle of martial arts, reaching the Emperor Realm before reaching a hundred years old.
Just as the Evil Emperor was invincible and sought to destroy the righteous path and unify the realm, Emperor Moli emerged. Although the evil path tried to stop his growth, in the end, it was Emperor Moli who reached the pinnacle and defeated him.
It is said that after the battle, the Evil Emperor never appeared again. Some say he was severely injured by the Great Emperor and died shortly after returning.
Others say that after returning, the Evil Emperor would seclude himself to cultivate and avenge his past humiliation. In any case, after that battle, the Evil Emperor would vanish without a trace.
Later, the Great Emperor commanded the Tianwu Continent against otherworldly powerhouses, achieving unparalleled merit. The glory of the Evil Emperor gradually faded from memory.
It wasn't until later generations, summarizing history, that he was brought up and posthumously honored as the Evil Emperor. After all, his combat power speaks for itself—after the Five Emperors, the Three Sovereigns are the strongest.
As for Shi Changsheng's Stone Emperor, he was only self-proclaimed. Although his cultivation had reached that level, compared to the Evil Emperor, Blood Emperor, and Peng Emperor, he still lacked some skill and prestige, so the continent did not recognize this self-proclaimed emperor.
Hearing the elder generation's exclamation, the younger generation of experts finally understood that this young man before them was none other than the eternally renowned Evil Emperor Xie Qianmo.
The gate opened, and Xie Qianmo's figure appeared. Long Chen did not let Lei Long continue his attack, but instead stood quietly in front of the gate, watching this powerful figure.
Although Long Chen did not know this Evil Emperor, from him, he sensed the terrifying power of this person, as vast as the vast universe.
"Buzz!"
Tian Xiezi suddenly punched his chest, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. He caught him in midair, swung his large hand, and a blood-red rune appeared in the void, instantly exploding.
As the blood-red runes exploded, a strange echo echoed through the world, and the man slowly opened his eyes.
When they saw the Evil Emperor open his eyes, Qu Jianying and the others felt their hearts skip a beat. The Evil Emperor was actually not dead?
The Evil Emperor slowly opened his eyes, and inside them, strange symbols flowed. After a moment, his gaze finally focused on the eyes. When he saw Tian Xiezi before him and Long Chen outside the gate, he frowned slightly.
"What is the meaning of disturbing the heroic souls of evil gods throughout history?" The Evil Emperor spoke, and as he spoke, the heavens and earth trembled, carrying an undeniable imperial aura.
"Lord Qianmo, disciple Tian Xiezi..."
Seeing the Evil Emperor speak, Tian Xiezi hurriedly bowed in salute. However, the Evil Emperor and Xie Qianmo would never call themselves emperor to show their loyalty to the evil god. Therefore, the evil sect referred to the Evil Emperor as Lord Qianmo. If they did, they would be killed with a wave of his hand.
"No need to say more. As a Divine Son of the same rank, being attacked by someone in the Evil God's Tomb, disturbing the evil god's spirit, and praying for protection—you, the Divine Son, are truly pathetic." The Evil Emperor said coldly, his voice clearly displeased with Tian Xiezi.
"Lord Qianmo, is it Long Chen ...?" Even as a divine son, he still felt anxious and fearful toward the Evil Emperor and hurriedly explained.
"Defeat is defeat. If you don't even dare to admit this and need to make excuses to cover it up, that's even more humiliating." The Evil Emperor snorted coldly, ignoring Tian Xiezi and instead looking at Long Chen.
When he saw the thunder dragon beneath Long Chen's feet, he nodded slightly and said, "I see. With Mo Li's aura, are you Mo Li's disciple?" "
No, Emperor Moli is my big brother." Long Chen shook his head. The Dragonbone Evil Moon lazily rested on his shoulder. Even facing a generation of Evil Emperor, Long Chen was unaffected by his pressure.
Perhaps because he had once fought against Emperor Mo Li, facing the Evil Emperor's pressure, although still terrifying, he lacked the Emperor's willpower that commanded submission.
"Nonsense. Mo Li was born with the fate of heaven and earth, but he has no parents at all—how could he have brothers?" The Evil Emperor snorted coldly.
As soon as the Evil Emperor said this, Long Chen was shocked. It was the first time he'd heard that Emperor Mo Li actually had no parents.
Not only was Long Chen shocked, but even the powerful outsiders were shocked upon hearing the Evil Emperor's words. This was the first time they had heard of this secret.
"Not brothers, but sworn brothers, so what? Not allowed? Long Chen sneered, looking at the Evil Emperor's lofty demeanor, feeling inexplicably displeased.
At this moment, Tian Xiezi stood trembling to the side like a quail, clearly intimidated by the Evil Emperor's aura, not daring to act rashly.
The Evil Emperor stared coldly at Long Chen and snorted, "You really don't know your place. Mo Li was born with the fate of fate. He monopolizes eighty percent of the fortune of an era, I, Xie Qianmo, get ten percent, and the rest is shared among the world's prodigies."
The reason I am inferior to him is not because my talent or aptitude is inferior, but because he is destined by fate. The only difference between us is fate.
Because Mo Li occupied so much fortune that it had already affected the entire world's fortune, the Heavenly Dao became chaotic under his influence, and his karma grew increasingly severe as his cultivation advanced.
Anyone who gets too close to it will eventually be destroyed by the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, all great emperors throughout history have been left alone, because those close to them have died from too much karmic influence.
Others could only keep their distance from him, but you call him brother. No wonder you rushed into the graveyard—this must be karma leading you down a dead end. "
When the Evil Emperor heard this, the strong figures of the Beitang family standing outside the gate of the Evil God Tomb were instantly dumbfounded.
Beitang Rushuang looked at Nangong Zuiyue beside her, her face full of apology, and said, "I see. I saw that back then, Emperor Ziyang discovered this issue and ... it, causing your Nangong family to be wronged for so many years. On behalf of the Beitang family, I apologize to your Nangong family." After
speaking, Beitang Rushuang actually knelt deeply and bowed deeply. Years of mysteries and grudges were finally solved at this moment, and everyone from the Beitang family felt guilty.
Back then, the Ziyang Emperor fell in love with the proud daughter of the Beitang family, but ultimately, due to the scheming of the powerful figures of the Nangong family, they parted ways, leaving people deeply saddened.
But after hearing the Evil Emperor's words and recalling many of the unclear points from back then, many mysteries in people's hearts were suddenly resolved.
Back then, Emperor Ziyang did not explain much about this matter, which led to the two great families, the Southern Palace and Northern Hall, becoming enemies and becoming irreconcilable.
Logically, with the emperor's wisdom, he would never deliberately stir up internal conflict between the two factions, yet he never mentioned the matter. For countless years, people have never understood what the Ziyang Emperor was really thinking.
Now they finally understood that when he fell in love with the Beitang family's prodigy, Emperor Ziyang was still very young and unaware of his own karma.
This must have been a decision made by the Ziyang Emperor after he realized it later. As for why he didn't explain, it was likely related to karma. Perhaps if he did, it would drag the two great families of Nangong and Beitang into a desperate situation.
At this moment, the strong figures of the Beitang family all felt guilty, and Beitang Rushuang even bowed to Nangong Zuiyue.
However, Beitang Rushuang was only halfway through her bow before Nangong Zuiyue pulled her up. Beitang Rushuang said in a trembling voice, "
Sister, are you not accepting my little sister's apology?"
Although there was a huge rift between them before, ever since Long Chen appeared, they gradually came to appreciate each other and avoided mentioning the conflicts between their families, deliberately avoiding sharp topics.
Especially when the righteous path is in trouble, both stand on the same side, privately addressing each other as sisters. At this moment, Beitang Rushuang saw Nangong Zuiyue and refused to let her continue bowing, a trace of sadness flashing in her eyes.
Nangong Zuiyue wasn't wrong either. A family had been misunderstood by the world for so many years, constantly being gossiped about behind their backs. This grievance really couldn't be resolved by a simple bow.
"Sister, you've misunderstood. In fact, what happened back then was the ancestors of the Nangong family who wronged you. Wrongs are wrongs, and even if our Nangong family takes the blame from behind her, it's only natural.
So, sister, you don't need to apologize to us. You have to understand, the Great Emperor was the strongest of his time, but he saw through the river of history. Back then, he never said a word, and surely knew that one day our two families would be able to resolve their feud.
Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, let it pass. Let the burdens left by our predecessors fade away with history. Today, with our own hands, we create our own history. "Nangong Zuiyue said, holding Beitang Rushuang's hand.
Upon hearing Nangong Zuiyue's words, countless powerful figures involuntarily felt deep respect for him. Truly worthy of being a prodigy nurtured by the Longevity Family—such magnanimity and boldness made many people feel ashamed.
Tens of thousands of years of grudges can vanish with just a few words; the breadth of mind commands genuine admiration—this is the true spirit and charisma of a true leader.
"From now on, I will follow your lead. As long as you say the word, I will accompany you through fire and blades." Beitang Rushuang said solemnly.
Beitang Rushuang's words moved countless people. After all, Beitang Rushuang's words represented the entire Beitang family. Beitang Rushuang was equally bold, tying her clan's fate to the Nangong family, and from then on, the two families would advance and retreat together.
Although both were women, one was open-minded, the other straightforward and sincere, both possessing great wisdom and courage, making countless prodigies present feel ashamed.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, divine light burst forth inside the Evil God's Tomb, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
Inside the Evil God's Tomb, the Evil Emperor who had been sitting cross-legged on the high platform suddenly slowly stood up. As he did, the veins on Long Chen's hand gripping the blade bulged instantly.