Why do I have so many masters?

Chapter 1527 - 104: To Open Heaven and Earth, How About It? (1/2)

Accompanied by an indescribable Qi Mechanism sweeping over, the crowd rushed into the Heaven Palace.

Contrary to everyone's anticipation of a fierce battle, inside this palace which far surpassed the grandeur of the Tai Chi Palace on earth, there was surprisingly only one man sitting there, surrounded by jade-like whiteness, as if the entire hall was constructed with the highest clouds from the heavens.

The Heavenly Emperor was seated majestically on the throne of the Nine Heavens, dressed in jade-colored luxurious attire outlined with pale gold threads, his elbow resting on one side of the throne, his expression calm and unperturbed. Meanwhile, in the sky, the struggle between the Heavenly Realm's fortune and the emperor's Dragon Qi grew increasingly intense.

The Dragon Qi was gradually falling into a disadvantage.

Yu Wenze's expression was cold, his hand maintaining the form of a broken shape, as he took a bold step forward.

The broken shape in his hand was originally a top-tier Divine Weapon, which he resolutely allowed to shatter, and at this moment, just in terms of the height of Qi Mechanism, it already transcended the Realm of a Great Grandmaster, now the Qi Mechanism on his body instantaneously roared like a dragon and tiger, carrying the weapon, heavily striking towards the Heavenly Emperor on the throne.

The broken blade, carrying resolve, fell with an unstoppable momentum.

Until two fingers stopped this Divine Weapon in its tracks.

The Qi Mechanism at the height of a Great Grandmaster was stimulated into violent tremors, unexpectedly unable to penetrate those two fingers.

Yu Wenze hesitated not a second, shouting: "Attack!"

Those present were all battle-hardened veterans, now being held up by the Qianshan Si, the Heavenly Soldiers were quickly approaching, and even an instant of hesitation was a waste, each closing in tight on their handy weapons, from various angles, either thrusting or slashing, unleashing their strongest techniques.

The sword Qi was icy cold at that moment, various Qi Mechanisms surged forth, all from the most outstanding group of martial arts on earth, overflowing as if the heavenly river was reversed, taking advantage of Yu Wenze's entanglement, heavily fell.

An invisible arc of light flashed by.

Some myriad techniques like Senluo Wanxiang all dispersed.

Numerous earthly experts were instantly repelled by this overwhelming aura.

Wang Anfeng nearly unable to hold the sword hilt, stepped back one step at a time, leaving footprints on the ground, Yu Wenze bore the brunt of the pressure, the armor crafted by the Mo Family on this famous general trembled continuously, eventually nearly full of cracks.

The man flicked his fingers.

The broken blade ranked high among Divine Weapons shattered.

Yu Wenze's Qi Mechanism plummeted instantaneously, heavily repelled, his tall figure skimming across the ground, crashing into a pillar glowing with dim white light, the pillar emitted a thunderous sound, directly snapped, Yu Wenze coughed up mouthfuls of blood, struggled to get up but to no avail.

His eyes till this moment remained fixedly on the person who struck.

The Heavenly Emperor.

Supposed to compete with the Emperor, the Heavenly Emperor withdrew his fingers, calmly said:

"Are you wondering why I am able to act?"

The crowd's expression slightly changed.

The Heavenly Emperor bore a trace of relaxed expression on his face, said:

"I master Heaven and Earth, how could your brief-lived kind probe into that? Just the earthly emperor, how long can he delay me? Why don't you take a look, see your emperor, what kind of plight he has fallen into while you rushed to this Heaven Palace."

The dragon's roar rose once again.

But immediately following was a low growl echoing through Heaven and Earth.

The martial artists from Central Plains abruptly turned back, through the brutal battlefield, saw in the distance a pure golden dragon ascending skyward, with its eyes like fiery gold, bearing the immense aura after unifying the world, but at this moment, on the north side of the giant dragon, a magnificent tiger lurked.

The tiger's claws falling on the giant dragon's body, tearing scales, blood splattering.

The tiger's teeth were gnawing at the dragon's flesh.

Those eyes were mad and resolute.

Yu Wenze, his hand clutching his chest, breath declining, yet with a look of rage:

"Northern Frontier..."

"At this point in time."

The Heavenly Emperor smiled and said: "You are quite astute."

"This exactly is the Royal Qi of the Northern Frontier manifesting, though the measure doesn't compare with your Central Plains emperor, ultimately can also be worthy of being called a Monarch, at this moment, holding your emperor in check, therefore, my presence can divert some attention, asking you a question."

"You come here without regard for your own life to save Central Plains."

"Now all of you are stuck here, while the Northern Frontier advances unimpeded, what do you think will happen to Central Plains?"

"Is this still worthy?"

The crowd's expression changed abruptly.

The Heavenly Emperor extended his right hand, looking at the earthly experts before him, said: "How to act? I give you two choices, die fighting here, or return to the Northern Frontier, stop the Iron Cavalry about to ravage Central Plains."

"Returning now, perhaps still in time to prevent."

Stay here, fight to the death, wait for the Xiongnu's Iron Cavalry to run rampant?

Or return to earth, face the enemy along with everything on the ground?

How to decide?

Which decision is truly right?

The Heavenly Emperor smiled, overlooking the crowd.

He enjoyed this feeling of controlling everything.

In the silent instant, someone suddenly stepped forward, sword in hand, stabbing fiercely, wrapped in thunder, the sound of the sword edge piercing the air was exceedingly harsh, that figure's speed was incredibly fast, almost instantly upon striking, he appeared before the Heavenly Emperor, the sword in hand, carrying the full force of the body, thrust out fiercely.

The Heavenly Emperor was astonished, then slightly angry, angered by someone interrupting his rare mood.

He reached out his hand to block the sword edge.

The person holding the sword emerged from the afterimage.

Wang Anfeng's left hand transformed into a palm, striking the hilt of the sword. The Divine Martial Sword suddenly spun around, a clear and sharp sword cry echoed. The Heavenly Emperor's jade-like palm was cut with a crack, and fresh blood gushed out.

The Heavenly Emperor's expression momentarily froze, looking at Wang Anfeng, a slight astonishment flickered in those composed and indifferent eyes, as he said:

"You are..."

Wang Anfeng's Divine Martial Sword in his palm shook off the Heavenly Emperor's hand, implicitly carrying the fearless heart seal of Buddhism, he said:

"Even at this moment, you use rhetoric."

"I'm not sure if I've mentioned, but your rhetoric still falls far short..."

The bloodstain in the Heavenly Emperor's palm healed, and he laughed freely, saying:

"I never spoke false words."

The young Master of Divine Martial had rising Qi Mechanism:

"Precisely because it's the truth, doesn't it represent your retreat at this moment?"

"Proving that you wish for us to leave."

He slightly raised his voice, pointing the Divine Martial Sword in his palm forward, and said loudly.

"Everyone, in a life-and-death battle, is this really the time to hesitate?! Do not forget, on this earth, our comrades still stand guard, defending the border is their duty. We who are here, have our function too; causing chaos is the Military Family's greatest taboo."

"Now, what else needs to be said here?"

He took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted, his voice echoing in the void hall:

"Only kill!!!"

The Heavenly Emperor nodded slightly, with some appreciation.

Then, the smile faded away, and he said:

"Well said."

"It seems you have made your choice, but there's one thing you've misunderstood."

"I simply don't want to kill at this moment, blood staining the Heaven Palace is somewhat inelegant."

"Rather than being unable to kill."

As he spoke, the Heavenly Emperor was high and mighty.

And as the last sentence fell, the Heavenly Emperor had already left the throne.

He appeared in front of Wang Anfeng.

His right hand stretched out calmly, pressing towards Wang Anfeng's heart. The Divine Martial Sword in Wang Anfeng's hand howled, retreating in movement as the longsword fiercely thrust out, sword Qi enveloping together, the Heavenly Emperor's sleeve billowed, yet it encompassed all the sword Qi into the sleeve.

Wang Anfeng's pupils shrank slightly.

He felt that when his sword fell, there was an invisible barrier around the Heavenly Emperor, forcibly deflecting his sword edge. The Sword Intent that should have been enough to tear the sky only left a trace on the Heavenly Emperor's hand.

That crack instantly healed.

The surrounding martial artists attacked, but for some reason, couldn't get within three zhang.

The Heavenly Emperor's eyes were calm:

"I do have something to inform you."

"If you had attacked a hundred years ago, I should have been cautious, but at this moment, I have already assimilated the Heavenly Dao, destiny lies with me. Born from Heaven and Earth, you can slay immortals, exorcise demons, but how can you attack the Heavenly Dao that nurtures yourself?"

He stepped forward, speaking calmly—

"This realm's martial arts cannot harm me."

"I am Heaven and Earth."

Upon the spoken word, it seemed as if Heaven and Earth were jointly applauding, colored clouds flowing, Qi Mechanism rising.

The Heavenly Emperor lowered his eyes to Wang Anfeng, saying:

"Your ability to harm me piques my curiosity. Everyone else may live, but you must stay."

As his palm was about to land on Wang Anfeng, there was no panic in Wang Anfeng's eyes.

He suddenly stepped back several feet, not using any movement technique, but simply when another person suddenly appeared in front of him, he was pushed back naturally.

Another hand extended, peacefully touching the Heavenly Emperor's palm. Thus, all phenomena, colored clouds and radiant light, returned to a grain of mustard seed.

"Amitabha..."

The voice of the gray-clothed monk was gentle.

"Open Heaven and Earth, what say you?"

PS: Here's the first update of the day...

Two thousand six hundred words~

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