Chapter 5
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Ye Wushuang gazed at the rear wall of the courtyard, where a statue stood. It was a towering figure, a full ten feet tall, but now it was utterly decayed and disfigured. According to Uncle He, this statue represented the founder of the Ye clan, Ye Wentian. Five hundred years had passed since the Ye clan’s zenith, and in those years, the family had fallen into decline. Various factions, eager to stomp on the Ye family as it fell, had stripped them of everything of value. This statue had been scrutinized countless times and trampled upon without mercy.
Ye Wushuang approached the statue, now unrecognizable beneath layers of dust and overgrown weeds. Gently, he wiped it with a cloth. “My parents named me Ye Wushuang, hoping that I could be as peerless as our ancestor, bringing glory to the Ye clan. But I have failed to live up to their expectations…”
For three years of martial cultivation, he had been unable to absorb spiritual energy, and his memory was abysmal. He could never remember the martial techniques he studied; the incantations he recited in the morning would be forgotten by afternoon. With such a poor memory and a body that rejected spiritual energy, how could he possibly lead the Ye clan back to its former glory?
“Mother, Uncle, Feifei, I’m sorry…” he whispered.
“If there is a next life…” His words grew faint as blood spurted from his mouth, splattering onto the statue. His face turned pale, and the breath of death seemed to linger around him. “If there is a next life… I, Ye Wushuang, will be peerless in this world! I will protect you from anyone who would bully you!”
With a thud, the young man’s body collapsed before the statue, his breath finally leaving him.
In that moment, the blood that had splashed onto the statue vanished into its surface. Suddenly, a flash of crimson light emanated from within the statue and merged into Ye Wushuang’s lifeless form.
“Where am I?” Ye Wushuang opened his eyes in a dim world, confusion etched on his face. The searing pain that had plagued him was gone, replaced by a sense of lightness and exhilaration.
In an instant, a flood of memories surged into his mind, threatening to overwhelm him. “I am… Ye Wushuang of the Ye family in Liuyue City, the Qingyun Empire…” he thought.
“No, I am… Ye Wushuang, one of the Ten Heavenly Emperors of the Canghuang Heavenly Realm…”
At that moment, the two sets of memories merged, plunging Ye Wushuang into a profound silence. After what felt like an eternity, his eyes cleared, and his entire demeanor transformed.
He was Ye Wushuang, one of the Ten Heavenly Emperors of the Canghuang Heavenly Realm, and also Ye Wushuang of the Ye family in Liuyue City. He was the peerless emperor, the leader of the Ten Heavenly Emperors, known as the “Unparalleled Emperor.”
Master of alchemy, craftsmanship, and array techniques, he was also a formidable swordsman, revered by countless strong beings in the Canghuang Heavenly Realm as the Unparalleled Emperor. He had lived a life of unparalleled excellence, standing above all others, and he had been close friends with the other nine heavenly emperors.
Yet, in the end, he had been betrayed. The emergence of an unparalleled divine artifact in the Canghuang Heavenly Realm—the Nine-Heavens Spirit-Taming Pagoda—had led to his downfall. The nine heavenly emperors, whom he had considered close friends, had conspired to seal him away.
He had shared secrets of alchemy with the Chaos Emperor, guided the Primordial Emperor on the intricacies of array techniques, and even personally tutored the tenth emperor, the Inquisitive Emperor Li Wenxin, in the art of swordsmanship. But despite his loyalty and trust, they had all turned against him, sealing him within the most perilous place in the Canghuang Heavenly Realm—the Burial God Mountain.
The Burial God Mountain was a forbidden zone, a place so dangerous that even the heavenly emperors dared not tread. With the combined sealing efforts of the nine emperors, he was to be imprisoned there, destined to die in obscurity.
How despicable! How hateful!
But there is always a way out of the darkest night.
