Emperor’s Domination

“Money Temple!” Cultivators shouted after seeing the golden rays.

Not to mention the nearby vicinity, even cultivators in the market stopped to observe the appearance of the temple.

“One of the ten great ghost temples.” An expert commented.

“It’s not that uncommon.” A big shot said: “The market itself can’t facilitate a large exchange, only this temple.”

“Only mighty existences obsessed with ghost coins can summon it in the forest.” A stronger cultivator said.

After spending time at the market, everyone came to know the existence of Money Temple. It had nothing but ghost coins, and more than enough for everyone.

Someone stared at the shining temple and said: “Wouldn’t it be nice to get the matron coin from there?”

A senior glared at him and said: “Nonsense, you’re talking about the defining treasure of the temple. Even Ghost Ancestor couldn’t get it, so let’s stop fantasizing.”

The matron coin was legendary in the market and rumored to be the source of all ghost coins. It gave access to virtually unlimited coins; the limit remained unknown because no one could get it.

“Buzz.” A saber-like light arc cut through the sky and occupied the territory, dividing everything into two halves.

“Rumble!” Another temple gradually floated up and landed on a peak, accompanied by an illuminating moon. Dark waves pulsed outward and painted an eerie picture, giving the impression of no escaping the temple once entered.

A medicinal scent permeated the forest and reached the market, boosting everyone’s vitality and health.

“Darkmoon Temple! Who summoned it?!” An influential figure shouted.

“Must be an extraordinary emperor, twelve fruits alone aren’t enough.” One desolate god said.

“Buzz.” A portal could be seen through the temple - a realm with a heaven-defying alchemy plant. It looked like it was made from jade and couldn’t be hurt by the strongest storm.

Three berries of different colors grew on it. One was golden and radiant, releasing sounds and laws of the dao.

The second was crystal with the temporal affinity within. Eras were stored inside and with time came life.

The third was red like blood but instead of being disgusting, its scent could make a near-dead man get out of bed. Others couldn’t help wanting to take a bite.

“Darkmoon Heaventouch Lifegrass! Who summoned the temple and this plant?” An emperor couldn’t believe it.

“What’s this plant?” Those nearby were unfamiliar with this alchemy plant.

“Coiling Moon Emperor was the one who called it out.” A desolate god said emotionally.

“The emperor most likely died in there.” An amazing ancestor had heard of this legend.

“The berries can replenish life, cure death itself, and strengthen the dao.” Another salivated.

This was one of the best alchemy materials in Darkmoon Temple. Coiling Moon Emperor made its existence known with a summoning.

Each berry had a unique effect. The golden one, Dao Berry, could dramatically boost one’s cultivation, going as far as breaking the bottleneck to the imperial stage. The second, Crystal Berry, prolonged life and was effective for emperors. The final, Trauma Berry, could bring someone back from the brink of death regardless of their injuries.

“I wonder who summoned Darkmoon Temple.” Six-style was surprised.

“Boom!” Someone appeared before the temple and released a torrential imperial aura. He wielded a shield with fiery solar runes.

The glow of the shield prevented everyone from opening their eyes and seeing his appearance.

“Yangrune Emperor!” Nevertheless, most recognized the solar symbol on the shield.

“Yangrune!” Six-style became serious upon seeing the emperor from Immortal Suppression.