The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 2079 - 2076: Farewell to the Emperor of Painting

Although the elder has died, he feels no regret.

On the contrary, he seems to feel a sense of release.

Back then, he did not heed Emperor Ye’s advice and forcibly entered this place when the Black Abyss had not yet opened. Though it was due to arrogance, there was another reason.

The Nine Forbidden Lands of Xuanhuang, before they open, present a scene entirely different from when they are open.

This is why those Great Saints can still revive by relying on the nine Primordial Spirit Immortals after entering these places.

Yet, the Emperor of Painting, who had already proven to be an emperor, perished within the Black Abyss.

The Nine Forbidden Lands of Xuanhuang are called the Nine Forbidden Lands of Xuanhuang precisely because of the dangers within.

Previously presented Nine Forbidden Lands of Xuanhuang are actually the scenes when they are open.

And when not open, it is an entirely different scene.

Even Great Emperors may fall within.

Emperor of Painting is an example.

Great Emperors often do not take the ordinary path; most choose to move when the Nine Forbidden Lands of Xuanhuang have not yet opened.

Just like Emperor of Painting.

Some Great Emperors are curious about the origin of the Nine Forbidden Lands of Xuanhuang and want to personally decode it.

And some Great Emperors merely want their fame to spread through eternity and wish to conquer the Nine Forbidden Lands of Xuanhuang.

Just like Lie Tian Emperor, who ended the Emperor Era.

He is the founder of the Emperor Immortal Sect.

He once ventured into the Nine Forbidden Lands of Xuanhuang which had not yet opened, and managed to walk out alive.

Perhaps this is one reason why Lie Tian Emperor dared to seek the Emperor’s Burial Ground.

No need to say more here.

Let’s speak of Emperor of Painting.

Upon meeting Emperor Ye again, Emperor of Painting is genuinely pleased.

"Exchanging your just beginning great era for a broken painting, do you think it’s worth it?"

Ye Xuan looked at the black-haired elder in white robes, tugged at the corner of his mouth, with a bit of sarcasm.

Emperor of Painting couldn’t help but smile awkwardly; he naturally could sense the sarcasm in Emperor Ye’s words, but what can be done in such matters? He sighed: "You also understand the fire in my heart, it’s just unexpected that it was extinguished just as it was ignited."

"Fortunately, this painting fell into the hands of Emperor Ye, so it’s not going to be a hidden gem."

The elder smiled again.

Ye Xuan said nothing more.

He understood Emperor of Painting’s actions.

Throughout eternity, he has seen many such people.

They are obsessed, arrogant, stubborn.

But they are equally unyielding!

He understands such people.

After all, in one’s life, there is always a moment to abandon all worldly things and do what one thinks should be done.

Just like the obsession in Ye Xuan’s heart.

No matter what the future holds, whether the Undying Night Emperor will still exist, he must walk into the Emperor’s Burial Ground, openly, and actively go to that place, to meet the Emperor Burial Lord.

To have a concluding battle.

No matter what kind of schemes are hidden behind, he will go and fight.

And he goes with the mindset of certain death.

Because he understands the terror of the Emperor Burial Lord.

And knows that even if he returns to his peak period, he may not be a match.

But so what.

This battle must be fought.

This is Ye Xuan’s obsession.

Just as Emperor of Painting ventured into the Black Abyss.

So Ye Xuan would not say more.

"Speaking of Emperor Ye, I’d like to ask you, in today’s world, how are painters?"

The elder broke the silence upon seeing Ye Xuan not speaking.

Ye Xuan shook his head: "Very bad."

The elder was silent for a moment then said: "Maybe back then if I listened to your advice, and was not so impulsive, the world might take painters’ path now..."

Ye Xuan shook his head: "Not necessarily, eras always change, even powerful sword cultivators have a time of decline, let alone the path of painters."

The elder didn’t refute this, understanding the years Emperor Ye has walked, the landscapes he has seen.

Thinking of this made the elder somewhat regretful, looking at Ye Xuan with a hint of grievance: "If you had been willing to accompany me back then, and showed me the landscapes you’ve seen, perhaps today would be different again."

Ye Xuan looked at the elder, shook his head: "Perhaps you would’ve died faster."

The elder couldn’t help but roll his eyes: "There’s no hope in this life, when you leave, remember to take my True Spirit out, send me into reincarnation, staying here will eventually lead to annihilation."

Ye Xuan squinted slightly at these words, smiled and said: "It seems like you anticipated me coming here and are waiting for me?"

The elder smiled silently.

As Emperor of Painting, the elder also had his brilliant life, without some skill and wits, it would be impossible to reach such heights.

Before coming, he indeed prepared for his fall.

He also calculated that if he fell, he would do everything to keep the True Spirit undying, waiting for Emperor Ye’s arrival.

When Emperor Ye arrives, it would be the day of his reincarnation.

Though after reincarnation there would be no relation with Emperor of Painting, it would be a brand new life, he firmly believes his next life will still walk the path of painters.

And his achievements will be even higher.

"Is your legacy established?"

Ye Xuan asked.

The elder pointed with a paintbrush.

The Emperor of Painting’s last work, had already flown into Ye Xuan’s hand.

With a burst of Mysterious Light enveloping it, the scroll unfolded.

The elder held the brush, casually painting a few strokes upon it.

Then the scroll automatically rolled back up, landing in Ye Xuan’s hand.

"If anyone in this world understands me most, it must be Emperor Ye!"

Ye Xuan smiled and said: "So you plan to give the legacy to me?"

The elder smiled bitterly: "Can you not tease me considering how miserable I am now, although I’ve never seen you paint, I actually understand deep down that your painter’s path is far above mine."

If these words came from an ordinary person, they would naturally carry no weight.

But this elder before us, was once the pinnacle of painters!

From his mouth, these words naturally carry significant weight.

And indeed so.

Before Emperor of Painting was born, Ye Xuan had already comprehended the ultimate essence of the painter’s path.

The first emergence of painters was precisely because of Ye Xuan.

It’s just a pity that Ye Xuan destroys every painting after finishing it, leaving none behind.

This results in no one having seen Ye Xuan’s artwork.

Actually, Little Qiankun, Kuang Nu, both have seen it.

They still remember the shock of seeing Ye Xuan’s artwork for the first time.

At first glance, it didn’t seem special, but upon closer inspection, it felt like plunging into an infinite vast world, where all kinds of worldly insights could be understood.

"I’ll keep this painting, and return it when you revive."

Ye Xuan said noncommittally, calmly.

Emperor of Painting frowned: "Revive? That’s not possible, right."

Ye Xuan held up two fingers: "There are two choices."

"One is becoming a Ghost Cultivator."

"The second is to follow me to Heavenly Pond Graveyard."

Ye Xuan said calmly.

"I choose the second one."

Emperor of Painting replied without hesitation: "I, Emperor of Painting, being a Ghost Cultivator? No way!"