"Five thousand years... I have finally waited for you!"
The ancient, deep voice seed to emanate from the furthest depths of the starry sky. It was vast and mighty, causing the very heavens over the Celestial Essence Secret Realm to roil and change color.
The Championship Platform in the deepest part of the Celestial Essence Secret Realm trembled as if it were the apocalypse. The Celestial Ladder shimred, becoming illusory and ethereal, looking as if it could collapse at any mont.
"Who is that?"
"A five-thousand-year-old demon? Holy shit, who... who did he say he was waiting for?"
"It has to be Zheng Tian! Look at him, he's already rushed onto the Championship Platform. It must be him..."
"Good heavens, Zheng Tian has really struck gold this ti!"
The powerhouses gathered around the Championship Platform all looked at Zheng Tian with imnse excitent and envy.
Zheng Tian himself was also baffled, though a look of anticipation was plain to see. 'Could it be that this senior is talking about ?'
'Hahaha, five thousand years! This senior must be even more powerful than Young Master Celestial Beast! If I can receive his inheritance, my goal will no longer be just the Four Great True Dragon Geniuses of the Southern Ten Nations. My sights will be set on the Xiahuang Ancient Kingdom, on becoming the strongest genius in the entire Southern Border!'
Zheng Tian grew more and more excited, his face flushing red.
A Martial Artist's lifespan is closely related to their strength.
For example, an Essence Realm expert can generally live to be one hundred, while an Earth Soul Realm expert can easily live for one hundred fifty or sixty years.
As for Celestial Soul Realm experts, because they have opened their Upper Dantian, they can theoretically live for two hundred and fifty years.
To say nothing of the even stronger Primordial Core Realm, Primordial Embryo Realm, and so on...
As for the legendary Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouses, their lifespans are asured in millennia.
But to have existed for five thousand years... this mysterious powerhouse hidden within the Championship Platform was definitely a being beyond the Primordial Spirit Realm!
At this thought, Zheng Tian's excitent burned even hotter.
The strongest expert in the entire Southern Ten Nations was only at the Peak of the Primordial Core Realm. They didn't even have a single Primordial Embryo Realm Powerhouse, let alone soone who surpassed the Primordial Spirit Realm.
An existence of that caliber could probably only be found in a place on the level of the Four Ancient Kingdoms!
'This fortuitous encounter is mine! It must be mine! No one can take it from !' Zheng Tian clenched his fists in excitent.
...
"Jiejie, did you see that, Hong Yu? Do you still think you'll be the one laughing in the end? Cough, cough cough..."
Blood the Second spat out a mouthful of blood, his face grim and crazed as he glared at Hong Yu. "You've already offended Zheng Tian. Once he obtains this senior's inheritance, his strength will soar. When that happens, all you can do is wait for death."
"Whether I die or not is sothing for the future. Shouldn't you be more concerned about yourself right now?"
Hong Yu said coolly.
His expression was placid, as if he were completely unperturbed by the appearance of this five-thousand-year-old being.
Blood continued to trickle from the corners of Blood the Second's mouth as he spoke in a chilling tone, "Just you wait. There is no mission the Blood Killing Tower cannot complete. Even if you kill today, you'll never escape the Tower's pursuit. What's more, the Guiyuan Sect is also eager to see you dead. You're a dead man."
"Perhaps. But unfortunately for you..."
Hong Yu took a deep breath. With a flick of his wrist, Elental Power surged from the Godslaying Spear into Blood the Second's body.
A ball of golden fla erupted from within Blood the Second.
Golden fire spewed from his seven orifices, and in the blink of an eye, Blood the Second was incinerated into ash.
Putting away the Godslaying Spear, Hong Yu glanced sideways at the Championship Platform, which was now enveloped in a golden light.
At that mont, on the upper section of the Championship Platform, amidst the swirling golden light, an old man slowly took form. He wore long black robes and stood atop a giant crow that wavered between illusion and reality.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he held his chin slightly raised, his calm, black eyes staring straight ahead.
From his eyes, two beams of divine light seed to shoot forth, piercing through the boundless eons of the heavens.
The black-robed elder slowly lowered his gaze, looking over the crowd struggling on the Celestial Ladder. His voice carried a hint of leisure. "A group of lucky little ones. Since we've t, this seat shall also bestow a fortunate encounter upon you!"
He slowly raised a robed sleeve.
A wave of black light scattered forth. Everyone struggling on the Celestial Ladder flew up involuntarily and landed on the Championship Arena.
The black-robed elder said lightly, "Each of you will receive a gift from this seat. Accept it well!"
Black light shot into everyone's minds.
Expressions of excitent and ecstasy appeared on every face.
The black light had contained a Spirit-level Middle Grade Martial Technique. A Martial Skill of such a level was an absolute rarity.
The crowd repeatedly kowtowed in gratitude.
The black-robed elder waved his hand, seemingly ignoring Hong Yu on purpose as he looked directly at Zheng Tian. "Little one, you are quite impressive! This seat knows why you climbed the Championship Platform. I will give you the remains of that little fellow, the Celestial Beast... In addition to that, I have another fortuitous encounter to bestow upon you!"
"Thank you, Senior!"
Zheng Tian was moved to tears of gratitude.
The black-robed elder laughed heartily. "No need for thanks. This is what you deserve! As the first genius to ascend the Championship Platform, you are entitled to such a reward!"
"Yes!"
Zheng Tian nodded, his face filled with excitent and exhilaration.
Behind him, the crowd couldn't help but show their envy...
"Look at Zheng Tian! He's definitely getting the inheritance of Young Master Celestial Beast's Dragon Fla Beast Technique! His strength is bound to soar from now on!"
"What's the Dragon Fla Beast Technique? This senior is clearly a far greater existence than Young Master Celestial Beast. I'm sure he'll give Zheng Tian an even better inheritance!"
"Zheng Tian has hit the jackpot. Hong Yu, on the other hand, is just pitiful. He worked so hard, even starting a life-or-death feud with the Blood Killing Tower and my Guiyuan Sect, and in the end, he got nothing out of it."
"It's just as they say: pitiful people have their detestable side. Perhaps this is karma for all his evil deeds."
As the crowd's whispers echoed in his ears, Zheng Tian's expression grew even more radiant. He glanced sideways at Hong Yu behind him, the corners of his lips curling higher.
His cold voice was filled with mockery and smugness. "Hong Yu, oh, Hong Yu. So what if your talent is imnse? Without a powerful inheritance and a backer, you'll never be my match!"
Hong Yu rubbed his nose, his expression as calm as ever.
The black-robed elder looked at Zheng Tian indifferently and said calmly, "Little one, as a reward for ascending the Championship Platform, this seat will naturally not treat you poorly. Here is an inheritance. As long as you can comprehend it, this entire Celestial Essence Secret Realm will be yours to control and roam freely..."
"What? The Celestial Essence Secret Realm will be mine to control?"
Zheng Tian trembled as if a bolt of electricity had shot through him.
His eyes shone with ecstatic light.
'Didn't we all work so hard just to compete for control over the Celestial Essence Secret Realm?'
'And strictly speaking, that was only for the right of possession, not true control!'
'But now...'
This mysterious elder was actually saying he would give him a great opportunity, the ability to control the Celestial Essence Secret Realm. At this thought, Zheng Tian was so excited he could barely speak.
He could already feel the burning, envious gazes of the experts behind him.
He looked at Hong Yu again and said gloatingly, "Did you hear that? Even the Celestial Essence Secret Realm will fall under my control. Hong Yu, before , you are destined to be nothing but a loser!"
Hong Yu yawned, completely ignoring Zheng Tian's repeated provocations.
'Damn him.'
Zheng Tian gritted his teeth in anger, constantly reminding himself: 'He must be jealous of ! He must be!'
"Alright, this seat will now send you to the place of inheritance!"
A strange light flashed in the black-robed elder's eyes, and Zheng Tian's figure vanished into thin air.
Then, the black-robed elder finally turned to Hong Yu. He seed to hesitate for a long while before finally speaking. "Little one, seeing as you also made it to the Championship Arena, this seat can only give you a small fortuitous encounter. Co, stick your head out. This seat will show you a little treasure!"
Hong Yu was speechless.
Looking at the black-robed elder, he felt like he was facing a creepy old man trying to trick a little girl with a lollipop.
However, his body moved toward the black-robed elder against his will.
Frowning imperceptibly, Hong Yu said softly, "Senior, I wonder if there is anything I can do for you?"
The black-robed elder laughed. His laughter was deep and heavy, like a Demonic Sound that stirred the deepest exhaustion and weariness in a person's heart.
Even with his formidable Spiritual Power, Hong Yu felt himself growing drowsy.
Fortunately, at the critical mont, a clear stream flowed from the Profound Celestial Tower within him, and Hong Yu's mind cleared.
He shook his head and found that the black-robed elder was smiling at him, while all the other people were lying on the ground, fast asleep.
"Senior?"
Hong Yu frowned at the black-robed elder.
The elder waved his hand and said calmly, "Don't worry. This seat simply has a few words that I don't wish for others to hear."
"Oh?"
The elder said, "You may call this seat the Netherworld Ghost Lord!"
"This junior, Hong Yu, pays his respects to the Ghost Lord!"
Hong Yu's eyes flashed as he bowed respectfully. The elder's many abilities were more than enough to deserve such a grand gesture.
The Ghost Lord nodded, a trace of satisfaction flickering in his eyes. He suddenly let out a low sigh. "Little one, you've obtained the Luo Rune Seal, haven't you?"
Hong Yu's heart trembled. His gaze flickered for a mont before he gritted his teeth and admitted, "Through a fortunate coincidence, this junior did indeed obtain the Senluo Seal."
He looked at the 'Luo' character mark that flashed on Hong Yu's palm.
"Oh? You nad it the Senluo Seal? That does fit the Luo Rune Seal quite well."
The Netherworld Ghost Lord nodded, seemingly lost in mory. After a long while, he chuckled. "Little one, you must be wondering about this seat's identity, and why I am inside this Celestial Essence Secret Realm, correct?"
Hong Yu didn't deny it, watching the Ghost Lord intently.
The Ghost Lord continued, "In truth... this Celestial Essence Secret Realm..." He glanced around at the vast secret realm, a hint of sorrow in his eyes. "...is nothing more than a Grotto Heaven Secret Treasure that this seat refined before my death! Or perhaps, you could call it this seat's tomb!"
"Senior, you've already..."
Hong Yu hesitated.
The Netherworld Ghost Lord said flatly, "That's right. This seat's body and soul perished five thousand years ago. As for this current body, it is rely what remains of this seat's Martial Arts True Soul."
"A Martial Arts True Soul?"
Hong Yu understood.
'If even Young Master Celestial Beast could leave behind a Martial Arts True Soul, why couldn't the Netherworld Ghost Lord?'
'Furthermore, judging solely by the consciousness preserved in his Martial Arts True Soul, it wasn't hard to tell that this Ghost Lord's strength far surpassed that of Young Master Celestial Beast!'
'More importantly, now that he knew the Ghost Lord was a Martial Arts True Soul, Hong Yu also understood that he must have an unfulfilled wish he wanted to entrust to him.'
His eyes flickering, Hong Yu asked, "Senior Ghost Lord, if you have any unfulfilled last wishes, please tell . As long as it is within my power, I will naturally do everything I can to help you fulfill them and redy your regrets."
The Netherworld Ghost Lord's profound gaze scrutinized Hong Yu. His expression suddenly turned incomparably cold. A sinister voice, carrying a ghastly chill as if from the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs, enveloped Hong Yu, and the aura of death perated his entire body...
"And what if... this seat wanted to possess your body? Would you be willing to help then?!"
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