Chapter 610 - The Spirit of the Deceased Emperor, Tenth-grade Di Rank!
The crowd’s attention was fully attracted by the change of the statue!
The treasure had been around since the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom was established, and each generation of geniuses had tried to retrieve it, but n.o.body had managed to activate the formation in the first round!
Now, the treasure had finally revealed itself, how could they not be excited!
Even Qin Nan could not help but glance toward it curiously.
The treasure—what exactly was it?
BANG!
The light bursting out from the entrance of the statue slowly vanished, revealing the appearance of the chamber inside.
At the center of the chamber was a throne.
On the throne floated a middle-aged man with a pair of sharp eyes and an illusionary figure in a white color, like a mist.
At that instant, the crowd could feel their scalps going numb.
This….
Wasn’t that the Deceased Emperor?
Could that be the Deceased Emperor’s spirit?
Was it possible for his spirit to still exist in this world after so many years?
The Skyhowl White Tiger and Di Fengyun finally cleared their doubts, which were replaced with huge excitement.
They knew it, it was the same as they thought it would be!
“I’m the first emperor of the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom!” The Spirit of the Deceased Emperor suddenly spoke with a thunderous voice, echoing in the surroundings, “It wasn’t an easy task establis.h.i.+ng the kingdom, and I ended up transforming my flesh into a statue in order to protect the kingdom, just to save it from a great crisis!”
Everyone was aware of this.
However, hearing the words from the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor caused their hearts to miss a beat.
“I once requested an expert to predict the future of the kingdom, and I was told that the number of geniuses of our kingdom would greatly decline a thousand years later!” A firm determination could be seen from the spirit’s face, “Hence, I’ve used a secret technique to refine my spirit into a Martial Spirit! If any of you are willing to discard your Martial Spirit, you can replace it with me, a tenth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit!”
The words served as a roar of thunder.
Everyone’s faces were filled with astonishment.
So that was the treasure!
The Deceased Emperor refined his spirit with some sort of secret technique into a Martial Spirit!
Anyone who acquired it would have a tenth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit!
How significant was a tenth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit?
Only a few in the entire Eastern Continent had a tenth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit!
Furthermore, due to the limitation of the Canglan Continent’s Martial Spirits, one with an eighth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit could only achieve the half-Martial Progenitor Realm at most!
Only those with a ninth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit had a glimpse of hope in achieving the Martial Progenitor Realm!
With a tenth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit, as long as the cultivator stayed alive, he would surely achieve the Martial Progenitor Realm!
How significant was the Martial Progenitor Realm?
Anyone that had reached the Martial Progenitor Realm among the Four Great Factions would easily break the balance! The status of the cultivator would skyrocket and become a terrifying presence like the Mu Clan!
At that instant, Zhou Bihua and Lin Fengxiao finally realized why the Skyhowl White Tiger and Di Fengyun would be this crazy about acquiring the treasure!
Acquiring the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor would grant anyone a chance to achieve the Martial Progenitor Realm!
“The Deceased Emperor’s spirit…”
Meanwhile, the eyes of the Skyhowl White Tiger flickered ferociously.
Despite Duan Qing’s interference that had taken him by surprise, they had fully prepared for this moment!
“You both have eighth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirits.” The Spirit of the Deceased Emperor gazed downward at Qin Nan and Di Fengyun and slowly spoke, “I did mention that only the destined one would be chosen! Show me what you’ve got!”
The words immediately grabbed the attention of the crowd, whose gaze landed onto Di Fengyun and Qin Nan.
The future of the one that received the Deceased Emperor’s spirit would be unimaginable!
At that instant, Zhou Bihua, Lin Fengxiao, Elder w.a.n.g, the Third Prince, the First Duke, and the people related to the Vermilion Bird Platoon and the Black Tortoise Platoon became nervous.
Duan Qing was their only hope now!
If Duan Qing were able to retrieve the Deceased Emperor’s spirit, they would have a great future ahead. On the other hand, if Di Fengyun was chosen, both the Vermilion Bird Platoon and the Black Tortoise Platoon would turn into ash.
Even the Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird and the Kingdom Protector Black Tortoise high up in the sky did not expect the Deceased Emperor to set up such a scheme, refining his flesh into a statue, and his spirit into a Martial Spirit!
Meanwhile, to everyone’s surprise, Qin Nan’s eyes were filled with great disappointment.
What a waste of time...
The treasure was a Martial Spirit?
He had no interest at all in the Martial Spirit!
It went without saying that his Divine Battle Spirit had already granted him a limitless future! So what if the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor was tenth-grade Di rank? How could it match the potential of the Divine Battle Spirit?
“Deceased Emperor!”
“I’m your servant, Di Fengyun!”
At that instant, Di Fengyun took a step forward all of a sudden with a pa.s.sionate look, “I’ve always adored your magnificent power! Now that the kingdom is experiencing a shortage of talents, I’m willing to take up the great responsibility, and lead the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom to a brighter future! Besides, I’m confident that I’m a better candidate in becoming your successor, allow me to prove that!”
Whoosh.
Di Fengyun waved his hand and summoned the Emperor’s Key.
The Spirit of the Deceased Emperor raised his head slightly. The Emperor’s Key was one of his relics.
“Besides, I’ve also spent my time learning from the memorials!”
Di Fengyun took out a few ancient scrolls from his storage bag, which were all preserved in good condition. Despite their ancient look, not a single trace of dust could be seen on the scrolls.
The crowd was astonished seeing this.
They did not expect Di Fengyun to have a complete collection of the memorials!
They would not believe that Di Fengyun had finished learning all the memorials. However, it served as a sign that Di Fengyun had long prepared himself for this moment.
Did that mean they had already known the secret of the statue?
The thought popped up in the minds of Zhou Bihua and the others, leaving them with an uneasy feeling.
“On top of that, I’ve also practiced a Martial Art!”
Di Fengyun’s eyes flickered sharply as a few auras rose within his body, which summoned three moons floating behind him, emitting a brilliant glow.
The Triple Moon Ancient Martial Art!
The Martial Art that the Deceased Emperor practiced!
At that instant, the hearts of Zhou Bihua and his crew sank deeply.
The Martial Art had been lost for a long time. Di Fengyun had surely spent a great effort to find it.
Therefore, it was obvious that they already knew the secret about the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor, allowing them to prepare for this moment!
“I’ve coincidentally acquired a drop of your blood, and I’ve refined it!”
Di Fengyun uttered a blasting roar.
His figure rapidly expanded, which stopped after he grew a zhang taller, while his pores emitted streams of air.
The aura emitted from his body was the same as the Deceased Emperor’s!