Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 597: Chapter 601: The Central Emperor Reappears 9,000 Years Ago

Wang Teng, hailed as the Northern Emperor by the young heroes of the Five Great Domains, was a figure whom almost no one dared to confront; everyone made sure to avoid him on sight. Now, the young prodigy from the Eastern Wastelands had arrived and nearly killed Wang Teng’s younger brother, a feat that astonished many. In this era, among the young generation, perhaps only the one who had killed a King Body with a single slap could compete with Wang Teng. This was the opinion of many, who called him the Central Emperor.

The Northern Emperor had once taken the name Wolf God, roaming between the Northern Plains and the Eastern Wastelands. By the age of fifteen, he was already unbeatable among his peers. After ten more years of accumulation and refinement, the level of his cultivation realm was unpredictable. Furthermore, it was known to all that he carried the great destiny of Heaven and Earth, having even acquired the nine secret arts. Heaven knew what other Ancient Techniques he might still possess. Since entering Qi Shi Mansion, no one dared to contend with him. He, however, remained in seclusion, rarely appearing. When he did venture out, it was only to go to the retreat area of the sovereigns located behind the mansion. As for the Central Emperor, some said he was not from this world at all. The specifics were unknown, but strictly speaking, in the current generation, Wang Teng stood alone as the undefeatable.

“Brother, you must avenge me!” Wang Chong shook his elder brother’s arm, for once acting like a child, all his previous ferocity gone. “He stole my war chariot and injured me! And he disrespected you! You must kill him!” Wang Chong clung to his brother’s arm, refusing to let go.

This was an Ancient Cave within Qi Shi Mansion, a place no one usually dared to enter. It was Wang Teng’s personal retreat, considered a Forbidden Area by the other Saint Heirs. Inside the Ancient Cave, there were several dozen spiritual medicines, each over ten thousand years old. At the very center grew a Medicine King, its fragrance alluring, its body crystalline and radiantly glowing. If anyone were to enter, they would be utterly shocked, for this Medicine King was one of the six that had emerged from the Immortal Burial Ground, and it had been transplanted here.

Everything in the Ancient Cave was ancient and simple, devoid of any opulence. Beside the Medicine King was a Mystic Jade Bed, upon which Wang Teng sat, unmoving. He had an imposing and heroic stature. His black hair cascaded down his back, his face was as if sculpted by a blade, and his sword-like eyebrows slanted upwards towards his temples. His eyes, deep and unfathomable, seemed to contain the Illusion Destruction of endless stars, making him appear like an ancient emperor reborn.

“Big brother, why aren’t you saying anything? Help me get revenge!” Wang Chong began to whine.

“If you continue like this, you’ll end up dead outside one day. Even as your brother, I won’t be able to protect you,” Wang Teng replied calmly.

“How can you say that, Big brother? Mother said that when we’re out, you have to take care of me,” Wang Chong pouted, wrinkling his nose as he held onto his arm, clearly displeased.

“You need to learn some restraint.” Wang Teng extended a finger and pressed it against the youth’s brow. “I will seal you away for one year. You are not to come out until your temperament has been smoothed out!”

As his finger pointed, the Ancient Cave filled with a crystalline radiance. A True Dragon, Divine Phoenix, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise materialized, their forms constantly resonating with a sacred and harmonious aura, as if divine spirits were emerging.

“Ah, no!” Wang Chong screamed, trying to flee, but he found himself unable to move, fixed to the spot.

He was immensely dejected. “Brother, that’s a sacred body! He’s worthy of you taking action personally to kill him.”

“So-called special physiques mean nothing. In my eyes, there are only the living and the dead. Without achieving Great Success, they are no different from the teeming masses,” Wang Teng stated, his expression indifferent.

“You may be the number one in the world, but your little brother isn’t! If I don’t kill him, he’ll become my Heart Demon, and I won’t be able to cultivate in peace!” Wang Chong cried out.