The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1764 - 1761: Forbidden Power

"The Quasi-emperor inheritance obtained by the Mysterious Woman of Feathering has stirred unrest among these individuals."

Ye Xuan gave an indifferent smile.

Anyone whose name appears on the Mystic Yellow List is recognized across the world.

Truly, every figure on the Mystic Yellow List counts as a prodigy of their generation.

They go by the title of Reserve Emperors, each harboring the potential to ascend as a Great Emperor.

For that reason, they refuse to lag behind at any stage.

The Mysterious Woman of Feathering, ranked in the top twenty of the Mystic Yellow List, abruptly gained a Quasi-emperor inheritance, granting her a clearer path toward becoming a Great Emperor; naturally, the other Reserve Emperors grew restless and rushed into the Great Ruins one by one.

Yet, powerhouses of such caliber seldom reveal their true whereabouts openly, so they typically adopt disguises or alternate personas to slip into the Great Ruins discreetly.

As a Black Blade Sect member, Tong Wuji possesses his own network of informants, making it unsurprising that he learned of this intelligence.

"However, their true aim isn't the Quasi-emperor inheritance..."

Ye Xuan felt absolute certainty on this point.

Most entrants on the Mystic Yellow List hail from Great Emperor Immortal Sects or Great Emperor Inheritances, already endowed with Great Emperor Immortal Skill legacies in their own factions, rendering a mere Quasi-emperor inheritance insufficient to tempt them.

This implies the Quasi-emperor inheritance hides additional secrets.

Possibly an opportunity to achieve Great Emperor status.

Or perhaps something more profound.

Ye Xuan paid no heed to such matters, since his objective lay elsewhere—not there, but with the Black Candle, one of the Nine Great Immortal Treasures.

Upon securing the Black Candle, he intended to depart swiftly, letting these contenders clash over the rest.

It held no interest for him.

Furthermore, Ye Xuan sought Tu Shan Yi, the great-great-grandfather of Tu Shan Chen.

Still, the immense expanse of the Great Ruins made locating Tu Shan Yi a daunting challenge.

"Tu Shan Chen, produce some essence blood."

Ye Xuan extended his hand toward Tu Shan Chen and spoke calmly.

Tu Shan Chen paused briefly but refrained from questioning, promptly employing his method to extract essence blood.

With a subtle flick of Ye Xuan’s fingertips, the essence blood was pulled forth, carving a bizarre trajectory through the air like a meandering rivulet.

"That suffices."

Ye Xuan declared.

Tu Shan Chen halted the outflow of his essence blood.

Ye Xuan guided the essence blood, etching a Divine Talisman mid-air.

As the Divine Talisman took shape, a flame sparked at Ye Xuan’s fingertip, igniting it.

"Disperse."

Ye Xuan murmured softly, and instantly, the Divine Talisman shattered into myriad beams of blood light, scattering across the Great Ruins in every direction.

Soon after, a brilliant surge of blood radiance erupted from the forward path.

That pointed straight ahead.

The Divine Talisman’s guidance marked Tu Shan Yi’s location.

"Move out."

Ye Xuan proceeded in that direction.

"And the Qiankun Ancestor?"

Tu Shan Chen worried about the Qiankun Ancestor.

After all, the Qiankun Ancestor remained locked in combat with the Great Ruins Demon Vine; abandoning him now seemed improper.

"He’ll catch up."

Ye Xuan replied offhandedly.

Tu Shan Chen looked back, noting the Qiankun Ancestor dominating the fight, which eased his mind; then, with Tong Wuji, he trailed after Ye Xuan.

As they passed the colossal mountain, the lounging massive serpent abruptly thrust its head forward, gaping its bloodied jaws to devour the trio in one gulp.

Aware of this, Tu Shan Chen held back from acting, wary of violating another prohibition.

Tong Wuji showed no fear, however, unsheathing his blade and cleaving the serpent cleanly in two.

Once bisected, the serpent’s blood gushed across the giant mountain.

In moments, the mountain soaked in gore, engulfing the serpent’s remains.

Then, to the stunned gazes of Tong Wuji and Tu Shan Chen, the vast mountain morphed into a blood sea, churning with mesmerizing crimson waves.

"What’s happening here?"

Tong Wuji stared in confusion.

Ye Xuan shook his head faintly: "The serpent and mountain were mere illusions; this reveals the authentic form."

Tong Wuji and Tu Shan Chen shared a look, spotting the bewilderment mirrored in each other’s eyes.

This was the Great Ruins, where countless phenomena defied logic.

The blood sea roiled with an enigmatic allure.

Boom!

A wave swelled upward, bearing an elderly man atop it.

Upon inspection, the man wore robes of the Heavenly State Red Flame Divine Sect.

Evidently from the Heavenly State’s Red Flame Divine Sect, he occupied a prominent role, no less than Elder rank.

Right now, blood streamed endlessly from the old man’s seven orifices, his body looking utterly rigid, as if he had perished long ago.

However, his frame overflowed with vigorous blood qi, rivaling the vitality at a young man’s prime.

Gradually, he raised his head, his eyes landing on Ye Xuan and his companions.

Suddenly, the old man launched his assault.

Boom!

Instantly, a vast blaze of flames surged forth, completely swallowing Ye Xuan and the others.

Tu Shan Chen spotted this and breathed out softly. He morphed into a freezing gale, snuffing out the fire and hurling it back at the old man to encase him in ice.

A sharp crack resounded as the old man burst into shards and vanished.

The wave dissipated.

Yet the fragments from the old man’s body dissolved right away, as if devoured by the blood sea.

But in the very next instant, fresh waves began to surge.

Each wave bore a single figure.

Clothed in varied robes, these individuals originated from diverse kingdoms and sects across the Xuanhuang Great World.

In unison, they unleashed their spells, forming a grand array that yanked Ye Xuan and his group straight into the blood sea.

Inside the blood sea, the surroundings transformed.

The Great Ruins faded from view, leaving nothing but the infinite blood sea.

Ye Xuan kept his composure, utterly unshaken.

He understood the blood sea’s roots: it stemmed from the vital blood of a Mountain Clan Quasi-Emperor and a Serpent Clan Quasi-Emperor locked in combat, fused and corrupted by the Great Ruins Forbidden Power.

Within the Quasi-Emperor realm, a single drop of blood could unleash boundless wonders.

Combined with the Great Ruins’s Forbidden Power, the strangeness became boundless.

Hence, the birth of this blood sea held no surprise.

Events this eerie abound throughout the Great Ruins.

Ye Xuan, seasoned by countless sights, remained completely undisturbed.

"Emperor Ye, will more people appear after killing these guys?"

Tu Shan Chen, observing the scene, couldn’t resist asking beforehand.

He dreaded another repeat of the prior Great Ruins Demon Vine ordeal.

"This is not the case."

Ye Xuan shook his head: "These people were devoured by the blood sea and are now its puppets. Whenever a wave rises, one controlled by the blood sea emerges to strike at any living being."

"Break the array and cross the blood sea to leave."

Upon hearing Ye Xuan’s clarification, Tu Shan Chen felt assured and charged forward.

A supreme expert on the verge of Quasi-Emperor status, Tu Shan Chen wielded terrifying might. The victims claimed by the blood sea had only reached Great Venerable or Great Sage realms in life, posing no threat to him.

Even their combined array, though powerful, proved insufficient.

Before long, Tu Shan Chen demolished the formation, pulverized those blood sea thralls just like earlier, and set off across the sea.

Once within the blood sea, soaring through the air became impossible—one had to tread upon the waves.

However, stepping on waves only summoned more.

It created a relentless, vicious loop.