Chapter 209

Chapter 209: The Emperors Gathered at Linglong City

The Great Emperor Golden List from Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was finally unveiled!

The Great Emperor Golden List was imprinted in the void, bearing the power of the Great Dao, like a celestial scroll floating over Linglong City. Each gilded character danced with vigor, brimming with Dao power.

"Who is Ye Qing Xuan? How could he suppress all other emperors and claim the top spot?"

Countless cultivators stared at the Great Emperor Golden List, murmuring and debating.

"The Great Emperor Golden List compiled by the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion encompasses the Great Emperors from all realms. The all realms are boundless. You’re just a frog at the bottom of a well—how could you know of such a figure?" one cultivator sneered, pride flickering in his eyes.

"Then tell me who this Ye Qing Xuan is," the other cultivator retorted stubbornly.

"How would I know?"

"…"

Many debated, yet none reached a conclusion.

Still, not a single person dared to doubt the authority of the Great Emperor ranking.

Anything produced by Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was undoubtedly true.

"I wonder if anyone from Yuan Realm made the list," the City Lord of Linglong murmured.

Zhao Cheng shook his head. "In recent years, Yuan Realm only produced one Great Emperor through the Dao Sect. That senior has just entered the emperor realm; I fear he falls short of the ranking’s requirements."

The City Lord of Linglong’s gaze dimmed.

As cultivators of Yuan Realm, who among them wouldn’t wish for Yuan Realm to shine across the Heavens?

Boom!

Suddenly, purple qi radiated across ten thousand miles as a regal and imposing Great Emperor descended. He appeared before the Great Emperor Golden List, divine light gleaming in his eyes as he suppressed the heavens and earth.

"This…this is a Great Emperor!"

"The Great Emperor Golden List by the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion has drawn a Great Emperor!"

The crowd fixed their eyes on Great Emperor Ziwei, mixed with reverence and awe.

"I rank thirteenth on the Great Emperor Golden List—Great Emperor Ziwei," Great Emperor Ziwei declared in a resonant voice. "Which one of you is the City Lord of Linglong?"

The heart of the City Lord of Linglong skipped a beat, uncertain of Great Emperor Ziwei’s intent.

Steeling himself, he stepped forward. "This junior is the City Lord of Linglong, paying respects to the senior."

"Dispense with the formalities," Great Emperor Ziwei chuckled heartily. "City Lord of Linglong, as ruler of this city, I’ll show you courtesy. I’m informing you early."

The City Lord of Linglong’s eyes brightened, feeling greatly honored.

"Once this Great Emperor Golden List emerges, within three days, the emperors will gather at Linglong City. At that time, I wish to borrow this place for a test against those fellows—to see if this list truly holds such authority!" Great Emperor Ziwei’s bold voice carried to every ear.

The crowd stirred, astonished. Great Emperor Ziwei’s words seemed to imply a challenge to those ranking above him on the Great Emperor Golden List?

That promised a spectacular event indeed.

"Daoist brother Ziwei," echoed suddenly. A man in Daoist robes appeared out of thin air—none other than Yuan Daokong, master of the Dao Sect.

"I recognize you," Great Emperor Ziwei said with a smile. "You’re the sole Great Emperor cultivator in Yuan Realm."

When he and Ye Xu’s Second Primordial Spirit Avatar first entered Yuan Realm, they released their Divine Sense and sensed Yuan Daokong’s presence.

Yuan Daokong nodded. Great Emperor Ziwei’s Divine Sense swept blatantly over Yuan Realm, and naturally, it did not escape his notice.

"Congratulations, Daoist brother, for making it onto the Great Emperor Golden List," Yuan Daokong congratulated.

"My abilities are more than just this. In a few days, I will enter the top five," Great Emperor Ziwei said, radiating strong confidence.

"Brother Ye, come over quickly," Great Emperor Ziwei waved to Ye Qing Xuan.

Ye Xu could only reveal himself reluctantly.

"Brother, you aren’t the top-ranked Ye Qing Xuan, are you?" Yuan Daokong stared at Ye Xu, vaguely guessing his identity.

"Correct," Great Emperor Ziwei put his arm around Ye Xu’s shoulder and said, "He is Ye Qing Xuan. He is also the only contemporary cultivator I admire. He ranks first, and I accept it fully."

"I have no objections to the top three rankings."

"But excluding the top three, I am dissatisfied, so I will fight them."

"Daoist brother Ziwei is truly heroic—a model for our generation," Yuan Daokong flattered. With the Great Emperor Golden List appearing, as the native Great Emperor of Yuan Realm, he naturally could not ignore it.

If he could befriend some Daoist friends through this, it would surely aid him greatly in the future.

"Brother Yuan, you are too polite," Great Emperor Ziwei also cupped his hands and laughed.

"Yuan Realm has thin spiritual energy and incomplete heavenly rules. You managed to cultivate and prove your emperor realm in this broken end times with exceptional talent," Great Emperor Ziwei said.

"Given time, you must make it onto the list."

This remark was not flattery from Great Emperor Ziwei.

Yuan Daokong had grand vows and comprehended the great Dao to become an emperor in the end times—something no one in Yuan Realm had achieved in a million years.

It must be known that in all realms, Yuan Realm alone had failed to produce any Great Emperor-level expert in its million-year history.

This was totally absurd.

Only after the ancient divine clans emerged, when a few learned some secret of Godfall Ridge, did everyone begin to suspect it was all tied to the seal at Godfall Ridge.

"It was truly lively," a voice like pearls dropping onto a jade plate sounded as Ye Hongchen and her disciples arrived at the scene.

"It was her."

Great Emperor Ziwei’s eyes hardened sharply. Lin Qianmo had imprinted herself deeply in his heart.

Upon entering the emperor realm, she attained the peak of the great emperor realm and ranked in the top three of the Great Emperor Golden List, causing no small mental blow to Great Emperor Ziwei.

"Greetings, three Daoist friends," Lin Qianmo nodded and said.

"Senior sister."

Yuan Daokong returned the salute and congratulated her again, "Congratulations, senior sister, for being inscribed third on the Great Emperor Golden List."

In his eyes, there was clear shock.

After not seeing her for a month, Lin Qianmo had reached the peak of the great emperor realm, even appearing on the Great Emperor Golden List—a huge impact on him.

"A mere trifling fame is not worth mentioning," Lin Qianmo said lightly.

"This fellow Daoist friend holds the top position on the Great Emperor Golden List."

Lin Qianmo looked towards Ye Xu.

"A mere trifle for a reputation." A faint curve touched Ye Xu’s lips.

"Junior Brother Yuan, is it true that the Daoist sect has united with the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, the Pure Land, the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace, and the Unsurpassed Divine Mountain? Are you tightening defenses to prevent the ancient divine clans from entering the world and wreaking havoc upon humanity?" inquired Lin Qianmo.

Yuan Daokong’s expression turned grave. "Once the ancient divine clans emerge, they’re bound to fight the native inhabitants of Yuan Realm for territory. I’m merely taking precautions against the unforeseen."

"You see far into consequences," admiring sparks flashed in Lin Qianmo’s eyes. "The ancient divine clans of Godfall Ridge aren’t solely composed of humans. The demonic seed races account for far greater numbers."

"I share some acquaintance with the clan leader of the ancient Ji clan. Should you require assistance then, I shall lend strength for Yuan Realm’s people."

"Our heartfelt gratitude, Senior Sister." Overwhelmed with emotion, Yuan Daokong bowed deeply. "This unworthy one seeks only to secure a refuge for Yuan Realm’s populace. That is sufficient."

"Is such a thing difficult?" Great Emperor Ziwei waved dismissively. "Should those ancient divine clans truly dare run rampant, Brother Ye and I shall also lend our aid."

"Born of the same race, sprung from the same origin, we’d certainly spare no effort."

"My profound thanks to you both." Yuan Daokong stood shaken, offering another respectful bow.

Throughout this period, he’d raced tirelessly—arranging formations, evacuating and assembling citizens—to prepare for the ancient divine clans’ descent. Yuan Realm’s mighty powers had even commenced building vast cities, capable of sheltering tens of billions.

In two months, his efforts bore initial fruit.

The sole deficiency remained elite combatants. To stand as a stronghold throughout the chaos, safeguarding a land’s tranquility, required supreme masters to anchor it.

"Ye Qing Xuan", Lin Qianmo, and Great Emperor Ziwei—all possessed potential to become such unparalleled heroes.

"I beseech these bows upon behalf of our human populace first." Yuan Daokong straightened his robes, solemn expression unwavering as he bowed once more.

"Courtesy unnecessary!"

Great Emperor Ziwei swiftly steadied Yuan Daokong. "Brother Yuan, remain a moment longer. After I finish dealing with those wretches, let us feast and drink."

"A promise given then."

A thunderous explosion!

That instant.

A bizarre streak of crimson light tore through the void and descended upon Linglong City.

Instantly, an eerie and chilling essence engulfed the world.

Yet another Great Emperor had arrived!