The Records of the Human Emperor

Chapter 1542: The True Inheritance!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The threads of a Darkshadow Spider were incredibly sharp and so tough that not even sabers or swords could damage them.

The men in black had been able to use tyrannical flames to burn away the white threads, but none of the martial artists here could use this strange art.

The Myriad Ghost Ancestor turned grave and cautious upon seeing the Darkshadow Spider.

This woman!

The Black Yin Ancestor inwardly fumed. He was forced to admit that even though the Origin Immortal Villagers had suffered severe losses against the men in black, they could not be easily disposed of.

Their mastery of the traps in this place and their control of various monsters meant that the Five Ancestor Alliance would have to think twice before doing anything to them.

Xie Guangting furrowed his brow at this sight. It was clear that he had had a similar idea.

"Forget it! Just let him go!"

Xie Guangting heard a familiar voice at his ear, and he turned to look in surprise at the friend he had fought alongside for ten-some years.

"Have you not seen it yet? No one except that Wang Chong is able to enter the Origin Immortal Palace. Everything here was actually designed for his sake."

Song Yuanyi stared ahead as he spoke.

Xie Guangting frowned, a contemplative look on his face.

But a moment later, his eyes passed over the Origin Immortal Sword in Wang Chong's hand and the Origin Immortal Chief standing behind Wang Chong, and he immediately understood.

Song Yuanyi placed his hands behind his back and coldly said, "If not for him, none of us would have been able to defeat those men in black. Treat this as returning the favor, and besides… even if we wanted to try and take it, we might not be any match."

Neither Wang Chong nor the Demonic Emperor Old Man was an ordinary martial artist, and though Wang Chong seemed to have expended a great deal of strength, if he still had even half his strength, no one here would be a match for him. If they truly began to fight, the Righteous Alliance might only end up getting wounds for its trouble.

"Bastard! What's going on here?"

"Evil is at work here! The Origin Immortal Palace is right here, but no one can get in!"

The crowd was in an uproar. Even though both the righteous and evil path martial artists were applying all their strength, they could not get into the Origin Immortal Palace.

"Master, go!" the Origin Immortal Chief suddenly said. "Our Origin Immortal lineage has orally passed down that only the holder of the Origin Immortal Sword can enter the palace. In there, the young patriarch will obtain the true inheritance of the Origin Immortal lineage."

The Origin Immortal Chief solemnly looked at Wang Chong.

"True inheritance?"

Wang Chong's eyebrows rose upon hearing these words, and there was a questioning look in his eyes.

"I also do not know. We Origin Immortal Villagers have existed precisely for this moment!" the Origin Immortal Chief sternly said, her eyes once more looking at the Origin Immortal Sword.

Even though she had personally seen Wang Chong use this sword to defeat the Tiger Immortal, whenever she saw the sword and Wang Chong holding it, she felt like she was in a dream.

"I truly didn't think that we would actually reach this moment. Perhaps the fate of all the people of our Origin Immortal lineage can be altered now that he has appeared," the Origin Immortal Chief muttered to herself. Even though she was trying her best to restrain herself, she couldn't stop her fingers from trembling. Only those of her lineage could understand what they had gone through, protecting this sword for generation after generation, remaining far away from the rest of the world.

Wang Chong seemed to read something from the Origin Immortal Chief's tone, and countless thoughts flitted through his mind. But he soon managed to compose himself.

Wang Chong gripped the Origin Immortal Sword and strode forward, his movement immediately drawing everyone's attention. The Black Yin Ancestor, Song Yuanyi, and the other martial artists all turned to look.

"This kid…"

The Black Yin Ancestor couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Though he maintained a fearless expression, deep within his eyes, one could detect a different emotion.

Wang Chong had reached a terrifying level of strength, and even the Black Yin Ancestor only dared to verbally oppose him. If it actually came to a fight, the Black Yin Ancestor didn't have the guts.

All was silent as Wang Chong slowly strode forward. The martial artists in his path all yielded the way.

A few moments later, Wang Chong had crossed the stone bridge and the two chains to reach the Origin Immortal Palace.

Three feet in front of him was the Origin Immortal Palace that all martial artists yearned for. Countless mysterious words and symbols swam within the golden barrier of light.

All of this happened in complete silence, but Wang Chong could keenly sense the boundless fury concealed beneath the calm, an immense sealing energy.

This was clearly a powerful energy that had been lost to the river of time.

After glancing at the barrier for a few moments, Wang Chong looked beyond. The vast and majestic Origin Immortal Palace did not seem like a building of the mortal world, but one from the heavens.

It was difficult to imagine that such a vast and grandiose structure from the Spring and Autumn Era more than one thousand years ago had been able to be perfectly preserved up until the present age.

The fact that this Origin Immortal Palace had remained suspended above the abyss for a thousand years made it only more mysterious.

Truly incredible!

Wang Chong suddenly sighed.

The long river of history had engulfed countless civilizations, snuffing out their glories and radiance. If he weren't seeing it with his own eyes, he would have never believed that a thing like this would be hidden sixteen thousand meters beneath the earth.

I wonder what sort of secret could be hiding within? Wang Chong quietly said to himself.

Clang!

As he was thinking, he heard a metallic ring. Lowering his head, he saw that the Origin Immortal Sword was softly shaking as if excited to sense a familiar energy.

After a momentary daze, Wang Chong seemed to understand what was going on. Tap! Holding the Origin Immortal Sword, he pressed forward.

Buzz!

Countless ripples appeared in the air, and as countless envious and admiring eyes watched, Wang Chong's figure easily passed through the golden barrier.

The barrier rippled like water, washing over Wang Chong's body and absorbing it.

"What? How? He actually got in!"

The martial artists were slack-jawed and wide-eyed. The impregnable barrier to them had seemingly not even existed to Wang Chong.

"It's over! The world's number one art is going to be his!"

Some of the more vicious martial artists could not hide their envy.

"Stand aside!"

Someone viciously roared, and then, bzzzz! A figure seething with evil energy slammed into the part of the barrier that Wang Chong had just entered through.

Bang!

With a massive explosion and a mighty shockwave, that figure was sent flying back more than a hundred feet, leaving faster than they had come.

"Ancestor!"

"Not good! Hurry and help him!"

The Five Ancestor Alliance disciples were thrown into disarray, and they hastily rushed forward. Only after expending great effort did they manage to pull back the Black Yin Ancestor before he fell into the abyss.

"Bastard! What's going on here?"

The Black Yin Ancestor cursed, appearing much worse for wear.

He had never in his life been so hard-pressed. He had tried to get into the Origin Immortal Palace from the same place, but he had been blocked and almost pushed into the abyss. This was simply absurd!

Wang Chong had no idea what was going on behind him or what sort of disturbance his actions had created. His mind was completely focused on the scene before him.

"What a strange sensation!" Wang Chong muttered to himself as he looked around. This golden light was extremely viscous, flowing through his fingers like liquid. Wang Chong had thought that he could enter the palace once he had gotten through the golden barrier, but this was not the case at all.

Wang Chong also felt an indescribable strangeness.

The golden barrier had seemed very thin, but no matter how thick it was, he should have been able to get into the palace after getting through the barrier. Yet not only had Wang Chong failed to get inside the palace, he couldn't even see it anymore. All he saw was complete chaos.

Hisss!

Wang Chong breathed in, focused his mind, and walked forward. The Origin Immortal Treasury was fraught with danger, and he had not been able to obtain any useful information from the Origin Immortal Chief. Until he knew what was going on, he did not dare to be careless.

Wang Chong continued to make his way through the golden light, and after some time, in a flash of light, the way became open and clear.

But when Wang Chong saw what was going on, he was struck dumb.

"How could this be?!" Wang Chong muttered in disbelief. In front of him was not the grandiose Origin Immortal Palace he had imagined, but a vast world of white.

Surging white fog engulfed the world, packing every inch of space. Lowering his head, he saw white stones under his feet, but farther on was apparently yet another bottomless abyss.