303: Ling Shui Emperor, two major clans

"Do you plan to die under my fist, or..."

On the Hanyu Boat, Mu Zun's figure shifted, appearing before Ninth-Headed Young Master and stepping on its bald, 'Mediterranean' head.

“...”

Ninth-Headed Young Master didn't respond; its eyes were still rolled back, motionless.

"Playing dead."

Mu Zun's expression was cold as he prepared to throw a punch at the 'Mediterranean'.

"Wait, wait, wait!! I surrender! I surrender!" Feeling the chill and killing intent on its head, Ninth-Headed Young Master didn't dare continue playing dead and immediately spoke up.

The person before it was definitely a terrifying Prodigy from a top-tier power in the Myriad Universes. Ninth-Headed Young Master could feel that Mu Zun had held back on the punch that had just exploded its eight heads.

Otherwise, it would have been reduced to dregs by now.

"Where in the Myriad Universes did this monster spring from?"

Ninth-Headed Young Master complained bitterly in its heart.

It had finally managed to escape from that terrifying place, the Immortal Domain, to here, and hadn't even enjoyed many days of freedom yet.

But now it was about to be captured by the Human Race to work as a hard-labor slave (kidding).

The more Ninth-Headed Young Master thought about it, the sadder it became, feeling its life as a worm was turning pitch black.

Some Prodigies who had fallen into the Spirit Sea and were lucky enough not to be swept away by the storm also surfaced one by one.

They felt like they had swallowed a bellyful of spiritual water and couldn't help but want to gag.

When they saw Mu Zun, some Prodigies' pupils constricted as they suddenly realized.

"It's him?!"

"The Young Master of the Qin Clan, Mu Zun. To think it was him sitting on that boat..."

Some Prodigies marveled. They had been wondering what kind of divine being could easily slay a Quasi-Emperor and suppress the Nine-Headed Worm.

If it was Mu Zun, then it wasn't surprising.

Their words naturally reached Ninth-Headed Young Master's ears.

Qin Clan... Imperial Clan?!

This youth in white is the Young Master of the Qin Clan?

The Nine-Headed Worm wasn't very familiar with the Seven Great Imperial Clans of the Myriad Universes, but it was all too familiar with the Seven Great Imperial Clans of the Immortal Realm.

Aside from the Immortal Court and the Underworld, the Immortal Domain was led by the Seven Great Imperial Clans.

The Seven Great Imperial Clans of the Myriad Universes and those of the Immortal Domain were of the same family and shared close ties; this was common knowledge among many powers.

"Have I actually latched onto a powerful thigh?"

Ninth-Headed Young Master suddenly felt a sense of hope, and the sadness in its heart vanished.

Being able to form a connection with the Seven Great Imperial Clans was a dream for many.

If it had the Seven Great Imperial Clans as a backer back in the Immortal Domain, it wouldn't have had to hide everywhere, living in constant fear of being discovered by Human Race experts.

Seeing Ninth-Headed Young Master being so sensible, Mu Zun didn't strike again.

"Can you recover? Your current appearance is a bit ugly."

Mu Zun looked at the bald-feathered bird before him. He felt that if this Nine-Headed Worm always looked like this, it would be too pathetic; it wouldn't even be fit to guard the clan's gate.

"I can! Of course, no problem! I'm just a bit weak right now!"

Hearing Mu Zun's words, the previously arrogant Ninth-Headed Young Master would have likely exploded in rage on the spot.

But now, it hurriedly stood up from the sea, fearing that Mu Zun would punch it into pieces out of distaste.

After utilizing the nearly depleted Spiritual Qi in its body, its other exploded heads grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, Ninth-Headed Young Master returned to its original appearance... except for the bald 'Mediterranean' spot on one of its heads.

"My feathers..."

Ninth-Headed Young Master felt the cold breeze on its scalp, and its body suddenly stiffened.

"The boat moves too slowly. You'll serve as a temporary mount for now."

The reason Mu Zun chose to take in Ninth-Headed Young Master was that the Imperial Tomb Spirit Sea was too unfamiliar to him, and finding those leeks hidden within would be very troublesome on his own.

With Ninth-Headed Young Master, who was familiar with the Spirit Sea, Mu Zun's task would be much easier.

Immediately, Mu Zun had the people from the Qin Imperial Clan sit on Ninth-Headed Young Master's back. With a flap of its wings, Ninth-Headed Young Master soared into the sky, flying toward the depths of the sea.

The Prodigies who had hoped to get a share of the spoils lost even the courage to follow once they realized it was Mu Zun.

Rumor had it that the Young Master of the Qin Clan was someone who killed without blinking.

If they really followed him into the depths of the sea, he might just wipe them out with a wave of his hand.

"Sigh, let's just head back and check the surrounding waters."

"How unlucky. We haven't even seen the Legacy yet and we've already run into such monsters!"

...After crossing a stretch of sea, the Nine-Headed Worm finally couldn't help but speak.

"Lord, do you need me to take you to that Emperor Realm Legacy?"

"Is that Emperor Realm Legacy special?" Mu Zun asked calmly.

The Nine-Headed Worm paused for a moment, then told him everything it knew.

The creatures in this Imperial Tomb Spirit Sea were divided into two categories.

One was the Deep Sea Race that lurked in the abyss.

The other was the Hunter Race, which preyed on the Deep Sea Race. They possessed mostly human traits along with a few features of the Deep Sea Race.

They fed on the Deep Sea Race and were regarded as traitors by them.

The two types of creatures had been fighting since their inception, with many great wars breaking out.

To this day, the Deep Sea Race holds most of the advantage.

That Legacy was also related to these two great races.

Legend has it that during the primeval era, a Great Emperor Lingshui, who had comprehended the Source Essence of Water, was born in the Imperial Tomb Spirit Sea. Using his supreme power, he forcibly suppressed the two races, hoping they would turn their swords into plowshares.

Facing such a terrifying Great Emperor, the two races could only swallow their anger and shake hands in peace on the surface, bringing a brief period of tranquility to the Spirit Sea.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last. An unprecedented forbidden darkness descended, and the Myriad Universes entered the Emperor Fall Period.

Great Emperor Lingshui inevitably fell during that catastrophe.

After his fall, the creatures of the two races in the Imperial Tomb Spirit Sea were also nearly wiped out, with only a few surviving.

It wasn't until the end of the Emperor Fall Period, when the Spirit Sea regained its vitality, that the two races gradually recovered and resumed their mutual slaughter.

Although Great Emperor Lingshui had fallen, no creature in the Spirit Sea had ever found his Legacy.

To this day, Great Emperor Lingshui's Legacy is still something the creatures of the Spirit Sea flock to.

That is the Source Essence of Water, after all. If someone could obtain the Legacy and control the Source Essence of Water, it would be equivalent to controlling the entire Imperial Tomb Spirit Sea, recreating Great Emperor Lingshui's feat of unifying the Spirit Sea.

Fighting someone who has comprehended the Source Essence of Water in the Spirit Sea is no different from stretching one's neck out to someone else's blade.

This was even more true for the two races that relied on the Spirit Sea for survival.

The startling phenomenon that had broken out not long ago was believed by the creatures of the Spirit Sea to be the Legacy of Great Emperor Lingshui.

"Now, I'm afraid it's not just me who was drawn here by the Emperor Realm Legacy's phenomenon; the experts of the two races in the Spirit Sea will also come," the Nine-Headed Worm speculated.

Perhaps these two races will even dispatch Emperor Realm Experts.

Although in the Imperial Tomb, it is undoubtedly against the rules for veteran Emperor Realm Experts to take action.

But in the face of Great Emperor Lingshui's Legacy, who can guarantee the two races won't lose their minds?