novelapdf Chapter 45 Rebirth of Corpses, Wings Added to Heaven
Chapter 45 Rebirth of Corpses, Wings Added to Heaven
After Ye Fan left, Yaochi and the others did not rush back to the Heavenly Court.
Haotian was still deep in the void comprehending the Great Dao of this world, so Yaochi led everyone into meditation on the spot, taking the opportunity to comprehend the laws of this world.
Although the Heavenly Dao of this world is flawed and the Great Dao is incomplete, it is still another complete cultivation system, and it has its merits.
Venus sat cross-legged atop the Imperial Pass, eyes closed in concentration, starlight swirling around him. He was originally the Venus Star Lord, in charge of war and slaughter, and this time, by using the laws of another world to verify himself, he had gained some faint insights.
Lu Ya then transformed into his three-legged golden crow form, hovering above the sky. The true fire of the sun resonated with the great sun's way in this world, and the firelight illuminated half the sky.
Zhao Gongming was also comprehending the Dao of this world. Yao Ji, whose cultivation was slightly lower, also sat quietly in the Jade Pool watching everyone.
Time passed, and I don't know how much time has gone by.
Deep in the void, Haotian slowly opened his eyes.
In that instant, it was as if a world was being created and destroyed before his eyes. All the mysteries of the Great Dao of this realm, its incompleteness and completeness, had been fully comprehended and integrated into his inner world. His aura became even more profound, though not outwardly apparent, it was even more unfathomable.
Yaochi and the others simultaneously sensed the change in that aura and opened their eyes in unison.
Haotian stepped out from the void and nodded slightly to the crowd.
He raised his hand and waved it, and the Southern Heavenly Gate slowly appeared in the void, its doors opening to lead to the Primordial Heavenly Court.
"It's time to go back," Haotian said.
Everyone stood up, about to step into the South Heavenly Gate. Haotian suddenly stopped and turned to look in the direction of the Imperial Pass.
He raised his hand and formed a mark, which transformed into a stream of light and silently disappeared into the brow of a stone figure atop the city wall. The mark contained a portion of Haotian's understanding of the Great Dao of this realm, as well as a protective force from the Heavenly Court.
Shi Hao seemed to sense something, looked up at the void, and saw the towering figure of the South Heavenly Gate Plan.
Haotian raised his hand again, and the corpse of the Corpse Immortal Emperor flew from afar and landed in his sleeve. Although the primordial spirit and will of the corpse had been obliterated by the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, its physical body still served another purpose.
Immediately afterward, Haotian's gaze shifted, landing on an inconspicuous corner deep within the void. He reached out and grabbed an ancient, dilapidated wooden box, which landed in his palm.
Having done all this, Haotian turned around and stepped into the South Heavenly Gate.
Yaochi and the others followed closely behind, their figures disappearing into the horizon.
The South Heavenly Gate slowly closed, leaving only silence above the Imperial Pass.
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The Heavenly Court, the Lingxiao Palace.
Haotian sat at the head of the table, clad in imperial robes, his crown adorned with jeweled tassels, exuding an imposing aura without anger. Yaochi sat beside him, with Venus, Lu Ya, Zhao Gongming, and Yao Ji flanking him.
Haotian's gaze swept over the crowd, and he slowly spoke: "How did you all feel about your trip to the other world?"
Yaochi answered first: "The Heavenly Dao of that world is flawed, and its strength is far inferior to that of the Primordial World."
Although the Corpse Immortal Emperor was comparable to a Quasi-Saint, his strength was far weaker than that of a Quasi-Saint in the Primordial World due to his incomplete Heavenly Dao.
Furthermore, without any innate spiritual treasures, any powerful innate spiritual treasure possessed by a Grand Luo Golden Immortal of the Primordial Era would be sufficient to contend with them.
Haotian nodded: "That's right. However—" He changed the subject, "There are quite a few powerful beings in that world like the Corpse Immortal Emperor, and there is even one stronger than him. I intend to bring that world under the Heavenly Court's control, so these hidden dangers must be eliminated."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression turned serious.
Haotian continued, "A great battle is inevitable at that time. But as long as that world is brought into the Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Court's fortune will soar, and you will all benefit greatly."
Lu Yi, unable to wait any longer, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I request permission to fight!"
His eyes burned with fighting spirit, and his body was faintly enveloped in the true fire of the sun. Although his time spent comprehending in this other world was short, he had already benefited greatly, and his mastery of the Great Dao of the Sun had improved considerably.
If he could bring that world into the Heavenly Court, with the blessing of good fortune, he would surely be able to make a breakthrough and go even further.
"If we had known about the outside world earlier, why would there have been a war between the Lich King and the Demon King?" Lu Ya thought to himself. "Wouldn't it have been better to directly conquer the other world and strengthen the primordial world?"
Alas! It's all fate! I wonder if there's any chance to resurrect my father and uncle.
Haotian glanced at him and shook his head slightly: "This matter is not urgent. Those powerful beings at the same level as the Corpse Immortal Emperor can resurrect indefinitely thanks to the special conditions of this world. Therefore, you all need to be prepared, and it would be best to find some helpers."
He paused, then said solemnly, "Remember, act in secrecy. Only enlist the help of trustworthy people. If this matter becomes known to others, the Heavenly Court will become the target of public criticism, and then we'll be in serious trouble."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
Haotian waved his hand: "Step down and take stock of your spoils."
The crowd bowed and exited the Lingxiao Palace in turn.
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Only Haotian remained in the hall.
He sat alone on the dragon throne, pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and waved, and the corpse of the Corpse Immortal Emperor appeared before him.
The corpse was entirely black. Although its primordial spirit and will had been obliterated by the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, its physical body still exuded a terrifying aura. Haotian could sense that this body contained immense power at the level of an Immortal Emperor, but it had been corrupted by dark matter and lost its original essence.
Haotian then took out that rotten wooden box.
The old, rotten wooden box contained the primordial spirit of the Corpse Immortal Emperor, severed from his body. This spirit was pure and flawless, completely different from his corrupted physical form.
Haotian already had a plan in mind.
The Corpse Immortal Emperor was the first Immortal Emperor since the creation of the world.
At the height of his glory, he looked down upon the past and present, and the world was vast and unmatched. He created the "Original True Explanation" and forged the Great Luo Sword Embryo.
Unfortunately, during his breakthrough to the Immortal Emperor realm, he was ambushed by two or more Immortal Emperors from the Strange Clan, corrupted by the Primordial Strange Black Blood, and forced to become corrupted.
In desperation, he severed his uncorrupted physical body and sealed it in the smallest of the three bronze coffins. He also severed a portion of his pure primordial spirit and sealed it in a rotten wooden box.
Then, he bound his corrupted body and soul with immortal golden chains, slumbered in the source of darkness, and used his own body to block the hole connecting to the heavens, preventing darkness from corrupting all the heavens and myriad worlds.
Although corrupted by darkness, this man never gave up the fight. His story is truly tragic.
Haotian decided to resurrect him.
It's not just about resurrection; it's also about strengthening. Otherwise, while the Corpse Immortal Emperor's current cultivation level might be sufficient in the Perfect World, it wouldn't be enough in the Primordial World.
Haotian intends to mold him into a protector of the Heavenly Court, the guardian emperor of the first of the Thirty-Three Heavens.
This is also an experiment—to verify the possibility of modifying powerful beings from other worlds using primordial ancestral energy and the origin of the primordial world.
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Haotian raised his hand, and a wisp of primordial ancestral energy transformed into a flame of creation entered the corpse of the Corpse Immortal Emperor.
The corpse shuddered violently, its entire body surging with black light. The dark matter was burned away by the fire of creation like a tide, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating into the void.
At the same time, Haotian used his authority as the Heavenly Emperor to draw upon the primordial power of the first day of the Thirty-Three Heavens and infuse it into the corpse.
The remains began to change.
The originally dark and rotten flesh gradually lost its darkness, revealing a crystal-clear luster.
Skeleton remodeling, flesh and blood regeneration, Haotian then infused it with streams of undying spiritual light, beginning to reconstruct it according to the essence of the Chaos Bell.
Haotian accelerated this process with the profound mysteries of time and space, while continuously enhancing the physical essence of the Corpse Immortal Emperor.
He wanted to integrate this undying spiritual light into every inch of the corpse's flesh and blood, so that its physical body would reach the level of a pseudo-innate supreme treasure—though not as good as the true Chaos Bell, it would still be enough to make it stand out in all realms.
In a perfect world, no one can break this body; in the primordial world, unless a sage arrives with a supreme treasure, no one can kill it.
At the same time, Haotian inscribed the ten most powerful and terrifying techniques of the Perfect World—the True Dragon, Heavenly Phoenix, Qilin, Kunpeng, and other ten supreme techniques—in the form of Dao patterns onto the bones and flesh of the corpse.
When the corpse is resurrected and the Ten Fierce Treasures are unleashed, its power will far surpass that of before.
Within the rotten wooden box, Haotian also retrieved that wisp of primordial spirit and merged it into the origin of the first day of the Thirty-Three Heavens, nourishing and strengthening it with the power of the origin.
The pure primordial spirit absorbed the essence of the first day, growing rapidly and becoming increasingly solid and powerful.
When it grew strong enough to match the enhanced physical body, Haotian channeled it into the body.
The essence of the physical body has been completely altered. Undying spiritual light flows within it, and the Dao patterns of the Ten Fierce Treasures appear and disappear, radiating an aura that suppresses all ages. The Radiant Primordial Spirit enters it and slowly merges with the physical body.
Haotian formed hand seals, using the profound mysteries of time and space to accelerate the fusion process.
Inside the hall, time flowed by.
What happened outside was but a moment, while ten thousand years had passed inside the palace.
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When the Corpse Immortal Emperor opened his eyes again, they were no longer blood-red, but clear as water and deep as an abyss.
He slowly stood up, looked down at his completely transformed body, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes, which then turned into shock.
"Where is this...?" he asked, his voice hoarse, yet carrying a sense of vicissitude from surviving a catastrophe.
Haotian sat upright on the dragon throne and said calmly, "The Heavenly Court."
The Corpse Immortal Emperor's gaze sharpened as he looked at Haotian. At that moment, he sensed a terrifying aura far surpassing that of an Immortal Emperor—an unparalleled majesty that overlooked eternity and controlled all the heavens.
"It was you... who saved me?" asked the Corpse Immortal Emperor.
Haotian nodded: "I not only saved you, but also gave you a new life. From this day forward, you are a member of the Heavenly Court."
The Corpse Immortal Emperor remained silent for a moment, then slowly knelt on one knee: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life. The Corpse... is willing to serve the Heavenly Court."
Haotian smiled slightly: "No need to call you a corpse. I bestow upon you a new name—Emperor Yi."
"Emperor One?" The Corpse Immortal Emperor murmured the name, a strange light flashing in his eyes.
"From this day forward, you will be the guardian emperor of the first day of the Thirty-Three Heavens, ruling the first day and guarding the gates of the Heavenly Court," Haotian said. "Although I am only at the Great Luo realm, your physical strength is astonishing throughout history."
"Think it over carefully; in a while, your chance for revenge will come."
Di Yi's eyes lit up. He remembered the grudge of being corrupted and kowtowed solemnly: "Di Yi obeys."
Haotian raised his hand, and a token fell into Di Yi's hand—it was the seal of the first Heavenly Emperor, representing the authority of the Heavenly Court.
"Go," Haotian said, "and familiarize yourself with your territory."
The emperor stood up and strode out of the Lingxiao Palace.
Haotian watched his retreating figure, a slight smile playing on his lips. The first Heavenly Emperor of the Thirty-Three Heavens had taken office.