378: Imperial Mausoleums Close

How could they even fight?

We have Supreme Emperor Weapons, and so do they; moreover, a Supreme Emperor Weapon driven by the Great Saint Realm will naturally erupt with even more formidable power.

A standoff—after three suffocating breaths.

A sharp light flickered in the eyes of the Imperial Lord of Great Zhou, finally turning into a sigh that was barely audible.

He took a deep look at the imposing and unyielding Ling Canglan, then glanced at the cold and moon-like, unfathomable Ji Qingyi.

Slowly withdrawing the boiling Imperial Dragon Qi around him, his voice returned to a state of calm: "Since you two Fellow Daoists have made up your minds, this Emperor will not take what others desire."

"Humph!"

Seeing this, the Demon Lord of the Southern Domain's expression shifted several times, and eventually, he let out an unwilling low growl as his violent Demonic Qi receded like a tide. No matter how ferocious he was, he knew the tide had turned.

With these two leaders stating their positions, the Jiang Family, the Royal Family, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, the Supreme Mystery Holy Land, and other forces also ceased their hostilities and withdrew their oppressive Auras.

Everyone's face was filled with complexity—unwillingness, regret, wariness, and deep helplessness.

A world-shaking chaotic battle that had seemed imminent came to an abrupt halt in this manner, with various forces choosing to back down.

Everyone's gaze focused once again on Ling Canglan and Ji Qingyi. Now that the dust had settled, the pressure shifted to them internally.

There was only one volume of the Emperor Scripture. How would they divide it?

Ling Canglan looked at Ji Qingyi with a deep gaze and said, "Holy Master Ji, please."

Ji Qingyi's eyes were calm, and her voice was clear: "Holy Master Ling, please."

They were polite, but neither retreated.

The air tightened once again because of these two simple sentences.

"In that case!" The Sword Qi around Ling Canglan surged once more.

"Let our skills speak for themselves. This place is too cramped to fight properly; how about we decide the winner in a single strike?"

"Fine." Ji Qingyi nodded, her Taiyin Moonlight becoming increasingly radiant.

As the words fell, both of their figures vanished from the spot simultaneously!

"Boom—!!!"

In the next moment, it was as if two Primeval Stars had violently collided high in the sky!

Endless sword light and moonlight erupted, drowning everything. Terrifying Law fragments splattered everywhere, and the roar made the entire Emperors Tomb tremble!

A moment later, the radiant moonlight around Ji Qingyi also wavered violently. She let out a muffled groan, her figure pushed back three steps by that irresistible and majestic Sword Intent.

Every step she took sent a clear ripple through the Void Realm before she managed to steady herself.

A trace of imperceptible paleness flashed across her beautiful face, but it vanished instantly. However, the vast moonlight around her had already dimmed and retracted significantly.

The difference in their levels was clear; the winner had been decided!

Ling Canglan stood with his hands behind his back, his Sword Intent slowly receding, yet that Aura of looking down upon the world became even more majestic.

He looked calmly at the repelled Ji Qingyi and said nothing, but deep in his eyes, a flicker of pride that only he understood passed through.

"I, Ling Canglan, received personal guidance from my Master; my path of the sword has reached perfection, pointing directly to the Origin."

"You, Ji Qingyi, though a celestial talent who could cultivate the Path of Taiyin to such a Realm upon just entering the Great Saint Realm, can be called peerless. But to contend with me? You are still a bit lacking."

Ji Qingyi steadied herself, her cold gaze looking at Ling Canglan and then sweeping over that scroll of dark gold Emperor Scripture. Her eyes were complex, finally turning into a soft sigh.

The moonlight around her completely retracted: "Holy Master Ling's sword dao is profound and has reached the Transcendent level. This palace mistress is impressed."

Her voice remained calm, clearly spreading throughout the field, as she frankly admitted the gap.

"This scripture belongs to you."

Ling Canglan nodded slightly and said no more.

With one step, his figure appeared before that scroll of dark gold Emperor Scripture.

The closer he got, the more he could feel the extraordinary nature of this scripture.

On the surface of the scroll, countless extremely fine ancient patterns could be seen slowly flowing, as if explaining the original mysteries of battle and destruction.

This was not just a volume of Legacy Cultivation Technique; it was, in itself, an Emperor Treasure.

Although it lacked the extreme offensive power of a Supreme Emperor Weapon, the Great Emperor's Battle Intent and Dao Laws contained within were enough to destroy heaven and earth once triggered!

With a solemn expression, Ling Canglan slowly raised both hands and respectfully held the scroll of dark gold Emperor Scripture.

As the Emperor Scripture touched his hands, there was an indescribable weight and warmth, as if he were holding a heavy period of time, a blood-stained battlefield.

He glanced down at the Emperor Scripture in his hands, a flash of complexity in his eyes before they returned to calm.

The dust had settled.

The struggle for the Emperor Scripture finally ended with the victory of Ling Canglan, the Holy Master of the Lingxiao Holy Land.

Seeing this, the various forces had different thoughts, yet they had nothing to say.

The Yaochi Holy Master had personally admitted defeat, and Ling Canglan's strength was obvious to all. No one dared to object anymore.

"Congratulations to Holy Master Ling for obtaining this Opportunity."

The Imperial Lord of Great Zhou was the first to speak, his tone complex.

The Demon Lord of the Southern Domain and others also cupped their hands; they had to maintain the formalities, though their smiles were somewhat forced.

"Congratulations to Holy Master Ling for obtaining this Opportunity," the Imperial Lord of Great Zhou spoke first, his tone complex.

The Demon Lord of the Southern Domain and others also cupped their hands; they had to maintain the formalities, though their smiles were somewhat forced.

However, just as everyone's minds were wavering—whether calculating how to negotiate with the Lingxiao Holy Land for a chance to comprehend the Emperor Scripture or planning how to deal with the changes in the power structure...

"Buzz... Rumble..."

The entire Emperors Tomb began to vibrate violently without any warning!

The eternal twilight on the dome began to dim rapidly, like dying embers.

In the surrounding Void Realm, the vast Emperor Might and indestructible Battle Intent that had originally filled the air receded like a tide, quickly becoming thin.

A silent Aura spread uncontrollably, shrouding the hearts of every living being.

"The Emperors Tomb is about to close!"

An elder Cultivator cried out in horror.

"That's right! The ultimate Legacy has appeared and been taken; the final will of Great Emperor Qing Cang is about to fall into a deep sleep. This place will be resealed and return to nothingness!"

The Master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's expression was grave as he quickly deduced the reason.

In an instant, everyone was jolted from their thoughts about the ownership of the Emperor Scripture, realizing the most urgent matter at hand—escape!

Streaks of light soared into the sky like a flock of startled birds, fleeing in panic towards the outskirts of the Emperors Tomb.

The various forces that had been at each other's throats earlier no longer cared about their grievances; survival was paramount.

"Go! Leave this place quickly!"

The Imperial Lord of Great Zhou reacted the fastest. His Imperial Dragon Qi swept up his Disciples, turning into a golden light as he dashed without hesitation toward the exit he had sensed when coming in!

"Humph, let's go!"

The Demon Lord of the Southern Domain, the Head of the Jiang Family, the Head of the Archaic Royal Family, the Master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, the Taixuan Holy Master, and other leaders of various forces also knew that they could not stay here for long.

They all performed Divine Abilities, turning into various streaks of light that soared into the sky, rushing toward the exit of the Emperors Tomb and vanishing into the depths of the vast Void Realm in an instant.

Ji Qingyi took a deep look at Ling Canglan, who held the Emperor Scripture. Her eyes flickered, and she seemed to glance inadvertently at a certain corner below before softly saying to the people of Yaochi, "The Emperors Tomb is closing; leave quickly."

Moonlight flowed, enveloping the people of the Yaochi Holy Land like rippling water. In the next moment, they merged into the Void Realm and disappeared.