Chapter 191: Ling Feng’s Moment of Glory?

Within lay the secrets to becoming a Great Emperor, and only there could one find the opportunity to ascend.

Da Huang shook his dog head excitedly, “Unbelievable, truly unbelievable, the Bronze Ancient Coffin has appeared, reviving the old one is just around the corner.”

“So, Da Huang, about what I mentioned earlier, have you considered joining that Lin fellow? I feel he’s our opportunity, miss it now, and we might never get another.”

Wu Daode said excitedly.

“Seems to make sense, following him might be a good idea, let me think.”

Thousands of eyes were drawn to the Bronze Ancient Coffin beneath the abyss, faces filled with excitement, even reclusive elders emerged.

“My lord, should we get involved?”

Nolan slowly moved beside Lin Ao Tian, asking tentatively.

With those words, the women also looked to him for guidance.

After a brief hesitation, Lin Ao Tian smiled, “Go, why not.”

At that moment.

A dazzling light shot from the abyss, landing in an inconspicuous spot.

Swish.

The light fell on Ling Feng, a phantom appeared in the sky.

“This… Azure Dragon Crown, Purple Gold Hair, clad in Dragon Armor, atop the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Tower, he has the aura of an Immortal Emperor? No, this is an Immortal Emperor reincarnation.”

Cha Ziyan’s pretty face showed shock, she exclaimed.

“Ling Feng? A waste under Young Master Lin’s foot, an Immortal Emperor?”

Not just Immortal Kings, even some quasi-Immortal Emperors were stunned by the phantom.

When the demonic black rabbit devoured the master and became an Immortal Emperor, the spectacle of shattering mountains and rivers with a flick, none of these quasi-Immortal Emperors forgot.

The Flame Emperor is strong, resisting three quasi-Immortal Emperors.

But compared to an Immortal Emperor, he’s nothing.

“That boy’s past self was an Immortal Emperor, while he’s not awakened, shall we find him, Da Huang?”

Wu Daode hesitated, an Immortal Emperor backing, how powerful, with him, no need to rob tombs anymore.

“Damn, this scoundrel.”

Nolan’s face turned sour seeing the phantom.

Ling Feng becoming an Immortal Emperor, he knew long ago, but the phantom showed it happening much sooner than his master, unacceptable.

“Truly an Ancient Body of the human race, such talent.”

Yu Tuo’s body trembled, secretly communicating with her kin.

No matter Ling Feng and Young Master Lin’s conflicts, until they erupted, she wouldn’t choose sides lightly.

Beloved Nolan served Young Master Lin, but facing an Emperor, he had to consider himself.

Other races, noticing the phantom, began considering following Ling Feng.

In the sky’s phantom.

Ling Feng in a broken thatched hut, only cultivating, yet his strength barely grew.

But over time, Ling Feng’s body aged, near death, reverting to a child, repeatedly.

“What… what cultivation technique is this boy practicing? Such strength.”

Wang Lin wondered.

Cha Ziyan said solemnly, “Desireless, seeking nothing, not cultivating techniques, yet steadfast, what drives him?”

However.

No one noticed Lin Ao Tian nearby, indifferent to the phantom.

Ling Feng’s growth was slower than the original story, perhaps due to his presence, seizing opportunities, but surpassing him was impossible.

Unexpectedly.

Ling Feng, provoked by him, couldn’t bear the blow, found a secluded place, began cultivating the heartless path.

Not that he disliked women or fun, but after cutting off his lifeline, what was left to enjoy?

Of course, that’s another story.

The Bronze Ancient Coffin solidified, its ancient aura nourishing nine giant dragons.

Nine dragons soared, heading to the phantom.

“That place holds such opportunity.”

The Undying Heavenly Emperor, now an Immortal Emperor, frowned, though he broke exhaustion, it was through secret arts, stronger than a quasi-Immortal Emperor, but facing an Immortal Emperor, he’d turn to ash.

Such temptation was irresistible.

After a brief hesitation, the Undying Heavenly Emperor sat cross-legged, deducing the event’s origin.

“Spurt!!!”

The thought arose, the Undying Heavenly Emperor suffered backlash, spewing foul blood, even his soul trembled.

“What is this, blocking my deduction, is there a true Immortal Emperor?”

As everyone was shocked, the Bronze Ancient Coffin fully solidified.

All Immortal Kings, quasi-Immortal Emperors, focused on the abyss, whether Ling Feng was an Immortal Emperor didn’t matter now.

“Go.”

Lin Ao Tian waved, disappearing with the girls.

“Ling’er, let’s go too.”

The Flame Emperor followed with his wife and daughter.

Everyone hesitated no longer, leaping into the abyss.

Chaotic aura surged from the Bronze Ancient Coffin, enveloping the entire Cangyuan Star.

At this moment, the sky rose, the earth sank, nine dragons solidified, the Bronze Ancient Coffin opened.

Inside, an unrivaled figure slowly rose.

Wearing a tassel crown, black silk robe, a majestic presence, tiger eyes, dragon gaze, leopard mouth.

“He… he’s not dead.”

The Flame Emperor’s eyes widened, incredulous.

His wife glared, “Not dead, what are you saying?”

“Yes, Father, who isn’t dead? The old man in the coffin?”

Yan Ling’er blinked, curious.

“It’s him, truly him.”

“How is this possible.”

Immortal Kings were shocked, quasi-Immortal Emperors stunned.

In the distance.

The Undying Heavenly Emperor heading to Canglan Star, seeing the Bronze Ancient Coffin open, stumbled from the sky.

“Welcome, Great Emperor.”

Someone shouted, countless Immortal Kings knelt.

Even proud, aloof quasi-Immortal Emperors bowed silently.

Lin Zheng.

The first in history.

The pinnacle human powerhouse, peak Great Emperor.

Supposed to vanish in the cosmic void eons ago, long forgotten.

Except the human race always remembered, other races didn’t care.