527: Chapter 527 The Heavenly Emperor (92)

The Boundary Sea was boiling.

The moment that massive azure pagoda rose from the bottom of the sea, everyone held their breath.

Ye Yun did as well.

He stared fixedly at that tower.

Cast from green jade, ancient and desolate, the tower's surface was covered in moss and the scars of time.

It was exactly the same as the small tower within his Sea of Consciousness.

It was not similar.

It was completely identical.

The same material, the same patterns, the same aura.

Ye Yun's heart rate suddenly accelerated.

No, that's not right.

His small tower was complete.

Then what was this one that had risen from the depths of the Boundary Sea?

He had no time to think further.

Because the azure pagoda moved.

Hum.

A layer of pale green light film lit up on the tower's body, expanding outward, spreading silently.

Wherever the light film passed, the giant waves of the Boundary Sea were forcibly flattened, and the surging fragments of Law were extinguished one by one.

The eerie pressure that permeated the entire world also disintegrated inch by inch before this layer of light film.

The footsteps of the "Emperor" stopped.

That foot of his, suspended in mid-air and about to step into the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, was frozen in place by an invisible force.

His expression changed.

Shock and suspicion.

Dread.

And a faint trace of fear.

"This thing..."

He spoke, his voice hoarse and carrying an ancient, decaying aura; he seemed to know the Origin of this object.

It was not the voice of the Son of the Heavenly Emperor from the Central Heavenly Court.

It was the will of the "Emperor" himself speaking.

The azure pagoda did not give him time to think.

Boom!

A pillar of green light exploded from the top of the tower, shooting straight into the Nine Heavens, dyeing the entire sky green.

Immediately after, the tower's opening faced downward.

An unimaginably terrifying suction force erupted from the tower's opening.

The suction had no sound, no light, and not even any fluctuations of Law.

But at this moment, the "Emperor's" body flew uncontrollably toward the tower's opening.

"Impossible!"

The "Emperor" let out a heaven-shaking roar; his body suddenly expanded, and the eerie power around him erupted crazily.

The skin of the Son of the Heavenly Emperor shattered completely at this moment, revealing the terrifying true form within, condensed from pure, eerie Origin.

That true form had no fixed shape; at times it turned into a ten-thousand-foot giant beast, at times into boundless black mist, and at other times it condensed into a gigantic palm covered in countless eyes.

Within each eye, ghostly green flames burned.

He was struggling.

He was resisting.

However, the suction of the azure pagoda was too strong.

The "Emperor's" true form was dragged toward the tower's opening inch by inch.

His ten-thousand-foot giant beast form was compressed to a thousand feet, the thousand feet compressed to a hundred feet, and the hundred feet compressed to ten feet.

Finally, amidst a shrill, miserable roar.

That terrifying existence, which had condensed endless eerie Origin, was forcibly swallowed into the azure pagoda.

The tower's opening closed.

The green light film retracted, clinging once again to the tower's surface.

The Boundary Sea returned to calm.

The pitch-black cracks above the sky also slowly healed under the residual might of the azure pagoda.

The Laws of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces stabilized once again.

It was quiet for a few moments.

Then, cheers erupted like a tsunami.

"It's suppressed! That monster has been suppressed!"

"It is Ancestral Master Pei! It must be the contingency left behind by Ancestral Master Pei! The old master is still protecting us!"

"Long live Ancestral Master Pei! Long live the Three Thousand Dao Provinces!"

The cheers were deafening.

Countless Cultivators knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their faces, kowtowing in the direction of the azure pagoda.

Even the faces of the several Heavenly Emperors showed the relief and excitement of having survived a catastrophe.

Heavenly Emperor Dongjue let out a long breath and turned to Heavenly Emperor Ximen beside him, his voice trembling slightly.

"Senior Pei... is truly infallible in his calculations."

Heavenly Emperor Ximen also nodded, his face full of emotion.

"He severed the Boundary Sea eons ago and left behind this tower eons later. This profound foresight is beyond our reach."

Everyone was cheering.

Everyone thought that this catastrophe had finally come to an end.

Only one person did not smile.

Ye Yun stood at the very front of the crowd, his gaze locked firmly on the massive azure pagoda hovering above the Boundary Sea.

He did not join in the cheering.

Because he knew this was not Pei's doing.

Pei had long since fallen.

His remains were still submerged in the deepest part of the Guixu Sea.

How could someone who had been dead for who knows how many eras leave behind such a contingency?

Moreover, the identical small tower within Ye Yun's Sea of Consciousness was currently trembling slightly.

That trembling was not resonance.

It was closer to... anxiety.

Ye Yun's brows knitted together.

"Qing..."

He silently recited that name in his heart.

The mysterious existence he still could not see through even now.

This tower was related to it.

Ye Yun could be almost certain.

Just as he was about to continue thinking deeply, the small tower in his mind suddenly vibrated violently.

Hum!

A clear, urgent telepathic message exploded in the deepest part of his Sea of Consciousness.

This was the first time the small tower had communicated with him so directly.

No vague guidance, no ambiguous hints.

It was a complete, crystal-clear message.

"The tower in the Boundary Sea is a remnant source separated by a secret technique."

Ye Yun's body suddenly stiffened.

A separated remnant source?

"It only has a small part of the Origin, its Foundation is incomplete, and it cannot maintain suppression for long."

Ye Yun's expression changed instantly.

"It can only trap the 'Emperor' for a few years at most."

"In a few years, the 'Emperor' will surely break out of the tower."

"Then what should I do?"

Ye Yun asked urgently in his heart.

The small tower's telepathic message continued, the speed much faster than before.

"There is another branch tower in the Land of Expedition."

"Go and retrieve it."

"Gather the power of the two branch towers into me, and you will be able to extend the time of suppression."

Ye Yun was silent for a moment.

"And then what?"

"Even if you delay it, the Emperor will eventually break the seal."

"It must be completely resolved."

The small tower was silent for a long time.

So long that Ye Yun already thought it would not speak again.

Then, it spoke.

This time, the telepathic message was no longer urgent.

Instead, it became extremely steady, every word carrying an unquestionable weight.

"There is only one true way to break the deadlock."

"Reunite the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths with the Three Thousand Dao Provinces."

Ye Yun's heart contracted violently.

Merge the two severed continents back together?

The grandeur and madness of this idea transcended all his understanding.

"How do I do it?"

Ye Yun asked urgently.

"I do not know."

The small tower's answer was direct and concise.

"My memory is incomplete; I only know that this is the only path. But the specific method is something you need to find."

"The branch tower in the Land of Expedition might hide clues. Or perhaps, it can give you enough power to find the answer to the next step."

"But regardless, going to the Land of Expedition to retrieve the branch tower is the first step you must take now."

"This is the only way we can buy time."

The small tower's telepathic message ended there.

Silence returned to his Sea of Consciousness.

Ye Yun stood where he was, motionless.

He digested this information.

Retrieve the tower in the Land of Expedition, buy time.

Then, find the unknown method to reunite the two great worlds.

Finally, suppress the "Emperor" forever.

Every step was extremely dangerous.

Every step was full of unknowns.

But this was the only path.

Ye Yun closed his eyes.

Many faces flashed through his mind.

The smile of the Five Ancestors when they pushed him toward the Desolate Palace.

The words "Protect her for me" before Xiang Tian dissipated.

The backs of Great Emperor Chiyan and Emperor Xuanshui as they burned their Origin.

The hand his father patted on his shoulder.

His mother's profile as she clutched the jade pendant.

Ye Yun opened his eyes.

All confusion vanished.

Only a calm, unbreakable determination remained in his eyes.

He turned around and looked toward the Land of Expedition.

That Forbidden Land, filled with the aura of Chaos and corruption, was his next target.

First, retrieve the tower.

Then, find the way.

Then, end it all.

Above the Boundary Sea, the azure pagoda stood silently, its green light like water.

Inside the tower, the imprisoned "Emperor" was frantically slamming against the tower walls, emitting one dull roar after another.

With every roar, the moss on the tower's surface fell off with a rustle.

Time was running out.

Ye Yun withdrew his gaze.

The wind blew from the depths of the starry sky, fluttering the hem of his white robe.

He took a step forward.