Chapter 1428

Chapter 1428 (Raw 1418): Fight Begins

The Deity Dao Union was currently the strongest faction of the Kunlun Realm. It gathered the outstanding talents of the three Holy Lands of the Tianwu Domain, the Corpse Race, the Ghost Race, and the Deity Race.

There were the Holy Scions, the Corpse Race's Xing Jue, the Ghost Race's Xie Zixuan, the personal disciples of various Sovereign Martial Emperors, and many other outstanding talents. They were all brilliant; every single one of them could stand out on their own in this golden age.

However, all these people were overshadowed by one person in the Deity Dao Union. Without a doubt, this person was Di Wuque.

In this golden age, he was the first outstanding talent to advance to Martial Emperor. With a nine-colored Emperor's Road, nine thousand steps, and thousands of mysterious phenomena, he was the strongest.

The appearance of the Deity Dao Union now was unexpected, but it made sense.

Logically speaking, before the Demon Sword appeared, the Deity Dao Union absolutely would not show itself. However, with the sudden appearance of the ice sculpture, the Deity Dao Union had to advance its arrival. If it did not, the ice sculpture would land in the Demons' hands.

The medallions that rained down flashed with divine light, looking resplendent and dazzling.

The Deity Dao Union's warships appeared in the sky, quickly flying towards the Dragon Burial Mound. Every warship gave off divine light and resonant sagely music, exuding divinity and dignity.

The combined elites of the Deity Race, Ghost Race, Corpse Race, and humans in the Deity Dao Union and their warships radiated an unparalleled aura.

The troops of the many Demon Royal Halls avoided the light and abandoned the fight with the Kunlun Realm outstanding talents originally there. Then, they gathered behind the many Crown Scions. A surging demonic flame flared, blocking the divine light.

On a hill slope not far away, two figures suddenly descended. If Xiao Chen was awake, he would find these two familiar.

The two were one man and one woman. The woman was the Eros Demon Crown Scion, Yao Manlan. The man was Chu Chaoyun, a descendant of the Tianwu Dynasty. The two entered deep thought when they saw the Deity Dao Union appear.

"Chu Chaoyun, what's with this ice sculpture? To think that it actually forced out the Deity Dao Union in advance," Yao Manlan said with a frown.

Chu Chaoyun entered deep thought, apparently trying to probe beyond the facade of that ice sculpture. However, that ice sculpture did not reveal any aura of life—aside from the spreading Saber Might. And all forms of perception could not penetrate it.

After a while, he said, "It is very likely that it really is the corpse of a Sovereign Martial Emperor from the peak of the Martial Epoch. The peak of the Martial Epoch was even more magnificent than our current golden age. The Sovereign Martial Emperors of that time could rival the current Primes. A complete corpse of a Sovereign Martial Emperor is extremely valuable.

"If I recall correctly, in the past, there was an auction where a piece of an ancient Martial Emperor's hand bone managed to sell for tens of millions of Essence Stones. Just think about it. How valuable would a complete corpse of a Sovereign Martial Emperor be?"

Yao Manlan was somewhat startled when she heard this. "It is that valuable?"

"Haha, the value of some things cannot be calculated from the total of resources. If this Sovereign Martial Emperor corpse is complete and still contains some of its Dao, if one can comprehend something from it, it would be incredible."

Chu Chaoyun paused for a moment before adding, "Setting aside the corpse for now and focusing on that throne, during the Ancient Era, etiquette and propriety were very important. In every matter, diplomacy came before violence. Most Martial Emperors would not be able to travel while riding on a throne. For this person to be able to sit on a throne, he definitely held an incredible position."

"It is possible…"

Yao Manlan prompted out of curiosity, "It is possible that what?"

"It is very possible that this is the overlord of a dynasty or an ancient ruler!" Chu Chaoyun's voice suddenly turned gloomy as he recalled some past matters. Back then, the first-generation Tianwu Emperor traveled around on a nine-dragon throne.

Yao Manlan did not notice the grief in Chu Chaoyun's tone. A light flashed in her eyes, and she said, "Then, this ice sculpture…"

"Stop thinking about it. Even if you manage to obtain it, you won't be able to melt the ice. Even if you can melt the ice, you're not qualified to sit on that throne. However, offering it to Leng Yue would be a pretty good option."

Chu Chaoyun smiled faintly, entirely unmoved by her flirtation.

Yao Manlan felt somewhat depressed. This person before her completely ignored her charm. If it were another person, the moment they picked up on her intent, they would immediately volunteer and promise to help her obtain the ice sculpture.

"Then, what about our plan?"

"The plan does not change. Watch quietly and observe the situation. I promised to help Leng Yue obtain this Demon Sword. Naturally, I will help her obtain it," Chu Chaoyun said indifferently, as if everything was within his control.

Yao Manlan felt somewhat angry. Chu Chaoyun always appeared confident like nothing was too difficult for him.

"What if you fail to obtain it?"

"Haha, nothing in this world is certain. Even if one does his best, there will be unexpected developments. If I just do my best, I think Leng Yue will not blame me." Chu Chaoyun waved his hand and smiled faintly, rendering Yao Manlan speechless for a while.

At the same time, a group of companions from afar arrived beside An Junxi and Shui Lingling.

It was the people of the Fiend Domain: Xiao Bai, Kong Yuan, the Peacock King's descendant, and Yuan Xu, the Spirit Fox King's disciple. The three of them were covered in dust, having rushed over all the way, and appeared somewhat fatigued.

"Elder Sister Shui, something happened in the Fiend Domain, so we are late," Xiao Bai said apologetically.

Shui Lingling smiled and said, "It's fine. I thought that you would not be able to come. You came at just the right time. The Deity Dao Union and the Demon Royal Halls are fighting. This gives us the opportunity to snatch the Evil Shadow Sword—as well as the ice sculpture—amid the chaos."

"Ice sculpture? What ice sculpture?" Xiao Bai's trio asked, puzzled.

After hearing the explanation, Xiao Bai looked at the ice sculpture that everyone was fighting over and whispered, "Why does this ice sculpture feel somewhat familiar?"

"That can't be. We found that in the Death Sand Dunes of the Savage Battlefield," Situ Gang muttered. If an ancient person was familiar to them, it would be very strange.

Xiao Bao smiled abashedly, "Perhaps it is just an illusion."

Due to the Deity Dao Union's appearance, the fight for the ice sculpture became even more intense. The attacks of the Demon Crown Scions grew even sharper. Sima Lingxuan, Chu Yang, and the others gradually lost ground, and it looked like they would fall at any moment.

"Divine Son, you can make your move now. If not, the ice sculpture will be snatched away."

On the flagship surrounded by countless warships in the sky, several Deity Race cultivators closely monitored the battles around the ice sculpture.

Di Wuque sat on a throne on the vast deck of the warship. The twelve Keepers stood at the side respectfully.

Right now, Di Wuque was much more mature than when he just advanced to Martial Emperor. He showed a strong presence and gave off the air of a Deity Sovereign already.

With him just sitting there, the Holy Scions, Xing Jue, and the other outstanding talents, who were casually standing around, all felt a faint pressure.

"There's no rush. If we do not let these outstanding talents suffer a little, they will never come to recognize their own strength and will not join my Deity Dao Union; they will never come to understand who is the one favored by Luck!"

Di Wuque picked up a cup of wine and drank it slowly, appearing relaxed. There seemed to be a strange charm about him—what vaguely looked like divine light descending on him.

Di Wuque had a Deity Statue in every major shrine, erected in a position second only to the Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign's. With just a thought, he could sense a boundless power of faith turning into an endless sea, ready for his use.

For Deity Race cultivators, there was a huge difference between before erecting their Deity Statue and after. There would be a tenfold difference in strength—even possibly a hundredfold or a thousandfold.

The Holy Scions, Xing Hue, Xie Zixuan, and the other peak outstanding talents standing below had felt it for themselves.

After the Deity Race erected Deity Statues for them, they had distinctly felt their strength increasing rapidly and their combat prowess soaring.

Although the Deity Statues were good, they did not know that once these were erected, they would be inseparable from their Deity Statues. One of the main reasons why they felt such pressure—even fear—before Di Wuque was these Deity Statues.

"It's time. Xia Houjue, Feng Wuji, make your moves, then."

Di Wuque put down his wine cup, and a maidservant with an excellent figure immediately came over to take away the wine cup.

As though he predicted it, the moment he said that, Sima Lingxuan, Chu Yang, and the other outstanding talents fighting below were knocked back at the same time. The Crown Scions of the Flower Demon Royal Hall, Star Demon Royal Hall, Moon Demon Royal Hall, and Beast Demon Royal Hall all showed joy on their faces. Then, they each grabbed a corner of the ice sculpture to carry it back.

Two beams of divine light descended. Xia Houjue and Feng Wuji, the Holy Scions of the White Emperor City and the Divine Martial Gate, appeared at the same time, blocking the four Demons.

Their arrival surprised everyone. The Deity Dao Union sent out only the two Holy Sons to block the four Demon Crown Scions?