Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1683: See You Again in the Pugilistic World

The seven Emperors stood side by side and the person in the middle was Chaos Essence Sect and the Di Clan’s Yu Emperor!

On both sides of him stood the Purple Thunder Emperor of Zephyr Thunder Palace, the Frost Emperor of Glass Palace, the Killing Emperor of Sword Sect, the Malevolent Emperor of Malevolent Earth Sect, the North Firmament Emperor of Heavenly Dipper Sect and the Breaking Sea Emperor of Penglai Island.

Although no one knew the exact number of Emperors of the human race, Enigma Palace had once speculated that there were only around 30 of them including some reclusive Emperors!

Even in the ancient battlefield, these Emperors rarely appeared.

But now, seven Emperors had arrived together—this was a rare sight throughout history.

Everyone present were Patriarchs who had lived for tens of thousands of years and were sharp about the human heart. The moment they saw Di Yu and the others appear, they knew why and who they were here for!

“Desolate Martial is dead!”

A Patriarch smiled. “I heard that the previous time round, the Yu Emperor failed to kill Desolate Martial. To think that he would actually gather seven Emperors this time round. Desolate Martial truly won’t be able to escape.”

“That’s right,”

Another Patriarch said, “Although the Divine Power Ranking passed down a supreme divine power to Desolate Martial, he will still require a long time to comprehend it. Even if two Emperors were to attack right now, he would definitely die, let alone seven Emperors!”

“Heh! That white-robed cultivator won’t be able to escape death either,”

A Patriarch of Zephyr Thunder Palace said, “This person killed a few Patriarchs on the Divine Power Ranking. Our Purple Thunder Emperor will definitely suppress him and make him pay with his blood!”

“The situation is bad!”

In the crowd, Demoness Ji said sternly, “There’s still no news of the Mystic Emperor after he entered the Human Emperor’s Palace while the Emperors of Diamond Monastery, Snowdrift Valley and the other super sects are still healing. Nobody can help Zimo right now.”

Ming Zhen said deeply, “I believe Junior Brother Ming Xin must have predicted such a situation. He might be prepared.”

In midair.

The Chess Emperor glanced at Desolate Martial and Monk Daming who were still receiving their inheritance and retracted his gaze. He looked at Di Yu and the others and asked loudly, “What’s the meaning of this, everyone?”

“Nothing much,”

Di Yu said indifferently, “I want to settle some grudges with Desolate Martial today!”

The Chess Emperor said in a deep voice, “Di Yu, Desolate Martial did a great deed at the Ten Thousand Race Meet and he’s the future hope of the human race! The primordial races are the most wary of him. If the primordial races reappear after you kill Desolate Martial, who can suppress them?!”

“Right now, Tianhuang Mainland is a place where the ten thousand races coexist. The primordial races have already agreed to it and there’s no threat at all,”

Di Yu said, “Furthermore, the primordial races were shocked by the Human Emperor and their top Emperors are either dead or injured. They were scared out of their wits and are no longer a threat to the human race!”

“Right, since we mentioned the Human Emperor,”

The Chess Emperor hollered, “Desolate Martial obtained the title of the Eternal Human Emperor and is the successor that was selected by the Eternal Human Emperor personally. He is the current Human Emperor! If you want to kill him, that’s equivalent to disrespecting the Human Emperor! Are you trying to commit treason?!”

“Hahahaha!”

Di Yu burst into laughter. “Chess Emperor, don’t use the Eternal Human Emperor to suppress me. Desolate Martial is merely a Patriarch right now and has yet to become an Emperor. How can he be considered as the Human Emperor?!”

“The position of the Human Emperor belongs to the capable! Desolate Martial is merely a Patriarch. Even if he’s invincible among his peers, can he defeat me? What rights does he have to become the Human Emperor?!”

Suddenly, Lin Xuanji said, “Di Yu, you have to think carefully. Desolate Martial has another true body that’s a Taboo Dragon Phoenix!”

“If you dare to kill Desolate Martial, the Taboo Dragon Phoenix will definitely lead the Dragon race to flatten Chaos Essence Sect and kill your Di Clan. You’ll be a sinner of Chaos Essence Sect and the Di Clan!”

“Sure thing,”

Di Yu was fearless when he heard that. Instead, he nodded and laughed. “Get Desolate Martial’s Dragon Phoenix True Body to kill! Kill the entire Di Clan and all the cultivators of Chaos Essence Sect!”

“That will be a great opportunity for the world to witness how Desolate Martial slaughters human cultivators with the bloodline of a primordial race taboo!”

Lin Xuanji frowned.

This matter was indeed troublesome to deal with.

Even if Di Yu killed Desolate Martial, it would be difficult for the Dragon Phoenix True Body to attack.

Firstly, the Dragon Phoenix True Body had a taboo bloodline and was not human. His identity was sensitive and he would definitely be scolded and criticized if he massacred human cultivators.

Secondly, this was Di Yu’s doing and had nothing to do with anyone else.

Given Desolate Martial’s character, he would definitely not implicate Chaos Essence Sect and the Di Clan just because of Di Yu.

On the Divine Power Ranking, the light on Su Zimo and Monk Daming’s bodies were getting fainter.

This meant that the inheritance was about to end!

Once the inheritance was over, the golden light beneath the Rank 1 of the Divine Power Ranking would dissipate as well.

At that time, Su Zimo and Monk Daming would be completely exposed to the seven Emperors!

Although the Chess Emperor was anxious, he had no good solution.

He frowned and looked at the Emperors beside Di Yu, saying in a deep voice, “Purple Thunder, Seven Kills. You guys don’t have any deep feud with Desolate Martial, right?”

“Desolate Martial killed my titular disciple. Doesn’t that count?”

The Killing Emperor asked instead.

The Chess Emperor sneered internally, “How is it appropriate for Emperors like ourselves to appear and take revenge personally for the deaths of our sects’ titular disciples?!”

The Purple Thunder Emperor pointed to Monk Daming beside Su Zimo. “The three of us are here to kill that person.”

“That person hid like a coward and hunted Patriarchs of our sects on the Divine Power Ranking. Let’s see who he is!”

The Frost Emperor of Glass Palace said coldly.

“Chess Emperor, you had better make way and scram to the side to study your chess manuals quietly,”

The Malevolent Emperor retrieved a spear made from an unknown beast bone from his storage bag. It emitted a torrential aura as he pointed at the Chess Emperor and said coldly, “If you stand in our way, we’ll kill you as well!”

The Chess Emperor’s expression turned cold when he heard that.

Even though he was obsessed with chess and rarely fought with others, he was still an Emperor and was incomparably noble—there was no way he would allow others to humiliate and provoke him like this!

“Alright, let’s see how you’re going to kill me!”

Right then, the Divine Power Ranking vibrated.

The two beams of light on Su Zimo and Monk Daming had already dissipated and the golden light surrounding the area had faded as well.

Both of them opened their eyes at the same time.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The gazes of Di Yu and the other Emperors descended instantly and landed on the two of them, releasing a terrifying pressure!

Even against the pressure of the seven Emperors, Su Zimo and Monk Daming’s expressions did not change.

In fact, the two of them did not even look up at the seven Emperors above them.

The two of them merely exchanged glances with fighting spirit in their eyes!

The battle between the two of them earlier on was not over yet.

“Brother Su, I’m afraid we won’t be able to continue with our fight,”

Monk Daming suddenly smiled. “However, we can do it another way.”

Su Zimo’s heart skipped a beat as he vaguely guessed something.

“There are seven Emperors here. I heard that three of them are here for me.”

Monk Daming’s eyes lit up. “Next, we’ll see which of us can survive against the pursuit of these Emperors!”

“Alright!”

Su Zimo nodded and replied with a fake smile, “However, you’ll definitely lose.”

Monk Daming smiled gently. “Don’t brag too soon. I hope that you’ll still be alive the next time I see you! See you again in the pugilistic world!”

With that said, Monk Daming’s blood qi surged and he burst forth with the greater divine power that could shrink the ground into inches, sprinting into the distance!