Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 1807: Chapter 1807: Ancient Emperor Holy Pill

Cold, arrogant, aloof, even tinged with a slight disdain, the words echoed to the very end of the cave mansion.

The sound lingered atop that enormous bedstead, reverberating long without fading.

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, looking on coldly.

After a while, the chill in his gaze gradually dissipated, replaced by a touch of helplessness and a sigh.

Xiao Yi shook his head and withdrew his gaze.

His utterance ”Ancient Emperor, merely this,” was just a cathartic release after breaking through the 18 prohibitions.

Regarding the dissipation of the elder’s spiritual sense, Xiao Yi ultimately felt complex emotions.

Perhaps, the elder, for the fortune of the Ancient Emperor’s Mansion, forcibly triggered the prohibition and suffered imprisonment by the Ancient Emperor’s Mansion’s restriction, which led to his demise; this was understandable.

Yet, the elder was ultimately a predecessor of the Flame Hall, and there were aspects worthy of Xiao Yi’s respect.

However, venting is merely venting.

Speaking of the Ancient Emperor, Xiao Yi certainly dares not truly harbor disdain in his heart.

This most formidable Martial Artist in the history of the Flame Dragon Continent, this Ancient First Emperor, left behind too many legends, too many inconceivable feats.

Just the fact that at three years old he trained, reached transcendence in half a month, entered the Extreme Realm at five, and commanded myriad ways at twenty, is enough to astonish those who come after, unparalleled.

Xiao Yi, moreover, personally felt the majesty of these 18 prohibitions, naturally aware of the extraordinary means wielded by the Ancient Emperor during his lifetime.

Five Elements Five Cultivations, Heaven and Earth Four Forces, Illusion Demon Poison—these three special techniques, along with the terrifying Demon Dao.

The means the Ancient Emperor mastered were too numerous, also too fearsome.

When such means, differing in martial prowess, each reach a realm of divine creation capable of granting him the title of Martial Arts Emperor, casually attaining it makes the reputation of the Ancient First Emperor truly deserved.

Add that dreadful Demon Dao, within the Martial Arts Emperors, none could match him.

The title of Ancient First Emperor is truly earned.

Of course, in a certain sense, Xiao Yi, with his current age and monstrous talent, having broken through the tests left behind, one by one dispelling the 18 prohibitions, does indeed have the qualification to somewhat belittle him.

Swish...

At this time, Xiao Yi’s figure flashed, descending from mid-air.

Not far away, the Fog Demon drifted closer.

Its hollow eyes stared directly at Xiao Yi, ”Master, impressive.”

”Impressive? Just okay.” Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

The hollow nature of the Fog Demon, filled with coldness, devoid of life, also with indifference.

Yet, somehow, Xiao Yi always felt that the Fog Demon’s gaze upon him gradually carried a hint of ’emotion.’

This emotion belongs to the feelings of a living being.

Perhaps, the spiritual intelligence of the current Fog Demon is growing rapidly.

And to the Fog Demon, watching its master exhibit tactics, breaking one powerful prohibition after another, naturally impressed upon its heart.

Swish... Swish... Swish...

Now, within the main layout, the forces of prohibitions surge once more.

Xiao Yi glanced without any surprise, nor did he take any specific action, merely raising his head to look at the gigantic bedstead.

Already before, he sensed that the 18 prohibitions, once broken, did not truly dissipate.

Instead, they returned to the gigantic bedstead, following the greater prohibition of this Ancient Emperor’s Mansion.

Thus Xiao Yi, after breaking the 18 prohibitions, kept waiting for the final changes.

If he guessed correctly, that moment would be when the true fortune of the Ancient Emperor emerged in the world.

Breaking those 18 prohibitions is more about dispersing them, allowing their power to return to the bedstead, to impact the true prohibition atop it.

From the beginning, Xiao Yi sensed that the aura emanating from the bedstead was almost identical to that of the entire cave mansion.

Thus, now he merely needs to wait.

Of course, the time won’t be too long.

While waiting, Xiao Yi also recalled the scenarios when breaking the formation earlier.

This time, the venture to the Ancient Emperor’s tomb was essentially the first time he exhibited all his means.

Sword Dao, Fire Control Skill, Body Cultivation Dao, Medicine Dao... various techniques, all were displayed.

Beast Hand, Beast Feet, burning primordial power within, Heavenly Mechanism Sacred Plate, God Slaying Sword, Blood Pill and Poison Pill within the body, all trump cards fully utilized.

This battle is considered to be the most unrestrained ever for him.

Not needing to hold back due to identity restrictions or harbor concerns as on the outside.

This time truly counted as him fully unleashing his capabilities and realizing what levels he achieves when all his means are displayed.

Merely this harvest is a rare experience.

Xiao Yi is even certain that now, even facing ordinary Legendary Experts, he should not fear.

If facing a Martial Artist like Jiu Yan, who just entered being a legend, he could surely ignore them.

The aura atop the enormous bedstead is burgeoning and condensing.

Xiao Yi withdrew his gaze for now, casting a glance at the God Slaying Sword in his hand.

Recalling the moment he dispelled the final prohibition, Xiao Yi still felt a bit apprehensive.

In that last instant, the erosion and devouring of the Soul Power Storm immediately imparted the scent of death.

In truth, the Soul Dao was the one he was least confident with.

Illusion Dao Restriction, he was not adept with Illusion Dao, nothing much to say.

As for the Soul Dao Restriction, though he counted as somewhat a Soul Master, the sparse fire attribute soul power within him could not count as much.

Accurately speaking, he was merely a half-baked Soul Master.

Thus, regarding the profound Soul Dao Restriction, he had no confidence, his last backing was merely the God Slaying Sword in his hand.

The moment the Soul Power Storm dissipated, Xiao Yi couldn’t be certain if it was because of the God Slaying Sword or some other reason.

Of course, he could only attribute it to the effect of the God Slaying Sword in suppressing soul power.

”God Slaying Sword, what exactly is your origin?” Xiao Yi stared at the God Slaying Sword, voicing this question for the umpteenth time.

This sword obtained from the Ancient Wind Secret Realm exuded peculiarity everywhere.

Xiao Yi couldn’t even discern its tier or grade.

If calling it Heaven and Earth Treasures, there wasn’t any aura of heaven and earth present.

If calling it a Holy Artifact, aside from its indiscernible tier, this sword lacked sharpness and amplification.

Even for low-grade holy devices and mid-grade holy artifacts, they possess exuberant auras and impressive might, providing strong amplification to martial artists.

Yet the God Slaying Sword appeared as ordinary as an iron sword.

Indeed, the aura on it bore ancient vibes.

The most peculiar aspect happened about a year ago when he was instantly blasted into Wind Shattering Prison within the inheritance land of the Wind Shattering Main Hall.

Xiao Yi furrowed his brow in thought.

Just at this moment, an overwhelming aura spontaneously erupted atop the gigantic bedstead ahead.

Xiao Yi was shocked, glancing up.

A thick black light vividly emerged from above the gigantic bedstead, illuminating the entire cave mansion’s end.

The black light was exceptionally dazzling.

That shade of black, dense to the extreme, seemed as if it would drip water.

”Such terrifying aura.” Xiao Yi gasped.

The cold gaze was difficult to directly face in the brilliance of the black light.

Xiao Yi endured the glaring black light, staring straight ahead.

As the contents within the black light came into view, Xiao Yi’s pupils suddenly contracted, then widened in surprise.

”Martial Dao Sacred Pill?”

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