Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!

Guang Xiaoyu expressed surprise. "So, that fellow deep within Sword Mountain, is he really a God?"

The Demon cultivator remained silent.

"Well then!" Guang Xiaoyu smiled. "If you won't say, then don't. You have two choices: first, step aside; second, I kill you."

It was very straightforward. The powerful Demon Emperor had been reborn. Even though she was currently just a minor cultivator in the Supreme Mystery Realm, as the Demon Emperor, she exuded an innate pressure towards ordinary Demon cultivators that common people could not replicate.

The Demon cultivator clearly sensed it too; this young girl before him was terrifying.

After long contemplation, he decided to relent. "You can pass, but the humans behind you cannot."

Guang Xiaoyu stared at him intently. "Are you seeking death?"

Never mind whether he could sway her Senior Brother; if she, a Demon Emperor, couldn't even suppress a mere Demon cultivator, wouldn't those fellows in the Nine Heavens laugh their heads off?

Guang Xiaoyu repeated, "Step aside!" Her tone turned colder, and an invisible pressure spread unhindered.

The Demon cultivator's heart trembled. After much hesitation, he still chose to yield.

The stone steps returned to tranquility.

She walked out and said with a smile, "It's alright now."

"What did you do to him?" Chen Pingping asked. He was only concerned about one thing: were all Demon cultivators truly savage and bloodthirsty?

Guang Xiaoyu replied, "Oh, he left on his own."

Chen Pingping was speechless. This answer didn't satisfy him, but he didn't press further.

Beyond these stone steps lay many terrifying forbidden zones. Fortunately, the Earth Chicken was with them.

Having witnessed the Earth Chicken's talents, Guang Xiaoyu's gaze grew even more fervent. She looked as if she couldn't wait to snatch the chicken and hold it in her arms.

To have it lay eggs, a dozen or so little chicks perhaps! Once her cultivation realm was restored, and she achieved Tao Verification to become an Emperor, she would storm back to the Nine Heavens. Imagine, a flock of Earth Chickens capable of breaking seals and Forbidden Arrays trailing behind her!

CACKLE! CACKLE! CACKLE!

That scene... it would be too wonderful!

Guang Xiaoyu practically drooled at the thought.

By then, any major power that saw her would tremble in terror.

Her past enemies, along with those few worthless disciples.

Before long, they finally reached the depths of Sword Mountain. The journey had been surprisingly easy, not at all like venturing into a dreadful place; it felt more like strolling into their own backyard.

Several tall stone walls stood there, covered in dense script and exquisite patterns. This was an inheritance of Sword Dao.

Chen Pingping glanced at it once and then paid it no further attention, dismissing the sword skills as trash.

But Guang Xiaoyu, beside him, found it quite interesting. "Not bad, not bad. Saint-level Sword Dao, it certainly has some substance." She wondered how she could steal these stone walls.

The construction of Sword Mountain was clearly unusual; these stone walls were actually integral to the entire mountain.

For a moment, she felt somewhat stumped.

"The Sacred Soldiers?" The Eight Treasures Chicken searched around but found nothing. It couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be gone?"

Chen Pingping furrowed his brows, sensing that something was amiss.

That was it! The God supposedly sealed here... he hadn't found the location of that seal.

He immediately activated his Hetero Pupil and scanned the stone walls.

Within them was a space, a black confinement. Trapped inside was a figure—no, not a person. It seemed to be a Divine Soul?

A dense Power of Death enveloped the Divine Soul. It resembled a seal, a restraint, yet it also seemed like a form of protection.

He had a strange, familiar feeling.

After a long moment, Chen Pingping smiled. "I understand now. This is the Sacred Soldiers."

"What?" the Eight Treasures Chicken asked. "Where is it?"

"What you see before you is it," he answered.

The Eight Treasures Chicken was bewildered. Before me? This Sword Mountain? These stone walls?

Damn it! Could it be? No, impossible!

Even Guang Xiaoyu's expression turned peculiar. Which utter fool would transform a powerful sacred weapon into an entire mountain? And stranger still, no one knew!

Upon closer inspection, it really did seem to be the case.

However, there was another problem. She said, "The Sacred Soldiers has been dormant for many years. It's unknown if the original imprint still exists. If its master is still alive, it would be very difficult for us to activate it, unless one possesses an immense Divine Sense."

Chen Pingping nodded silently and immediately released the power of his Divine Sense.

BOOM!

A vast ocean of spiritual energy erupted, instantly enveloping the entire Sword Mountain. From the outside, it resembled a sea of clouds, obscuring the sky and sun.

Within his Divine Sense, three figures sat cross-legged, each more sacred than the last, wreathed in light as if they were gods themselves.

Guang Xiaoyu was dumbstruck.

Such a majestic Divine Sense, it's almost tangible, isn't it? Is this a Divine King? And those three figures within the Divine Sense, what's their deal? They look somewhat familiar, yet so utterly alien.

She was stunned.

RUMBLE!

A thunderous roar erupted from beneath their feet, shaking the earth and mountains.

Chen Pingping was attempting to control the Sacred Soldiers, enveloping it with his powerful Divine Sense, trying to forcibly erase its original imprint.

Unfortunately, he failed.

This Sacred Soldiers had an extraordinary origin. Its former master was incredibly strong, and the imprint left behind was equally formidable.

His inability to refine it meant he couldn't control the size of the Sacred Soldiers, nor could he... truly awaken it.

With no other choice, he used his Divine Sense to forcibly absorb it.

And so, the towering and majestic Sword Mountain was forcibly drawn into Chen Pingping's Divine Sense Space.

Guang Xiaoyu's jaw dropped.

It could be done like that?

It took a long while for her to calm down. Her gaze towards her Senior Brother had changed, now filled with a strange mix of astonishment and suspicion.

She seriously suspected that her Senior Brother was actually a member of the Divine Clan, or perhaps he too was a reincarnated Great Emperor.

"Let's go!" Chen Pingping called out.

The Sword Mountain vanished.

The place was now barren, devoid of green hills and clear waters, resembling a desolate ruin.

If that group of prodigies had been here to witness this scene, they would undoubtedly have been shocked speechless.

"Heavens!" the Eight Treasures Chicken exclaimed, finally snapping back to its senses. "Are you a Devouring Sky Beast?"

The Earth Chicken grew even more certain that Chen Pingping was no ordinary Cultivator. Thinking this, following him as a Descendant of the Ancient Phoenix didn't feel quite so shameful.

「Indeed...」

No one could get close to that coffin.

Powerful auras suppressed everything; anyone who tried to approach would inevitably meet with disaster.

However, among a group of disheartened experts, one woman stood out: Zi Yan from the Saint Tao family.

She was dressed in purple, her long hair fluttering.

Despite numerous failed attempts by others, she managed to approach the coffin, drawing closer and closer: hundreds of meters, then one hundred, eighty, and finally fifty meters.

The crowd exclaimed in shock, "A member of the Human Clan!"

"I understand now! The oppression from the Primitive Demon God's Divine Soul is mostly directed at the Wilderness tribe because we are all descendants of the Primitive Demon God..."

"If we're all descendants, why would the Primitive Demon God target us?" someone asked, puzzled.

Huh? How could this be explained? Who on earth could know?

Just then, Bai Yunfei also approached.

"Another member of the Human Clan."

"This is outrageous! This is our ancestor; it belongs to our Wasteland! If it's taken by the Human Clan, wouldn't we become a laughingstock?"

All the Wilderness tribe experts present felt extremely indignant at this scene, gnashing their teeth in frustration.

But what could they do?

Suppressed by their bloodline, they simply couldn't get near the coffin. This, in turn, benefited the Human Clan.

Chen Shixian had a sudden realization. "So that's how it is! I understand now."