"Does the Blade God Palace possess any emperors who have sealed their kingship and established their emperorship?"

The Evil Wind Emperor's expression was cold and indifferent as he asked.

"Naturally, my master, the Sword God Emperor, is one of the strongest emperors of our time, second only to the Emperor of Creation and the Emperor of Destruction!"

Speaking of the Sword God Emperor, Emperor Wuji's face unconsciously showed a hint of pride. On the Celestial Martial Continent, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call the Sword God Emperor the number one strongman in the Sword Dao.

"That's good. When I get out, I'll pay a visit to the Blade God Palace to properly experience the methods of an emperor who has sealed their kingship and established their emperorship."

A subtle flicker of anger flashed in the Evil Wind Emperor's eyes, and instantly the world changed, the heavens and earth cracked, rivers flowed backward, as if a deity had become enraged. The fierce winds swept through, making the souls of everyone present tremble and their hearts shudder.

Emperor Wuji's face turned ashen, and his body was blasted away for more than ten miles. The airwaves on both sides were instantly swept clean, and the wind stirred up waves in the sky, leaving him unable to stabilize his figure as he spat out blood wildly.

Nangong Yueling and Zhang Xingyun looked dismayed, secretly thankful that they hadn't made a move earlier; otherwise, their fate wouldn't have been much better than Emperor Wuji's.

When an emperor gets angry, corpses lie in piles, blood flows like rivers, and living beings are thrown into a miserable state.

The Blade God Palace is still manageable, with the Sword God Emperor backing them, potentially capable of resisting the Evil Wind Emperor. But Zhang Xingyun and Nangong Yueling didn't have that kind of confidence.

Clatter!

Countless violent spiritual powers swept through the air. After dozens of breaths, it gradually calmed down, but the people's moods couldn't settle, fearing the Evil Wind Emperor might get angry again.

"An emperor cannot be insulted!"

The Evil Wind Emperor murmured softly. Instantly, before anyone could react, the bodies of people like Xiao Yuan and Mu Yuan suddenly exploded.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the hands of the Evil Wind Emperor, they had no resistance at all. In fact, with just a thought, he wiped them all out. The flesh and blood splattered from the Xiao Family members' bodies had no trace of life.

"Ancestor!"

Lin Xiong prostrated respectfully in front of the Evil Wind Emperor, trembling with fear.

"Hmm!"

The Evil Wind Emperor nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over the other members of the Lin Family with a scrutinizing attitude, making everyone feel as if their bodies were suddenly pressed down by thousands of mountains, not daring to entertain the slightest stray thoughts.

"You stay here for now. I have some matters to attend to, then... we'll return to the Lin Family together!"

The Evil Wind Emperor said slowly, his gaze sweeping over Chu Ming, expressionless. With a slight wave of his sleeve, the sun and moon turned, the world changed, and everything seemed like an illusion.

Bang!

Chu Ming heard a loud bang in his ears and, when he opened his eyes again, he had been transported hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Ancient Battlefield.

Such were the methods of emperors who had sealed their kingship and established their emperorship. Chu Ming held his breath, profoundly aware that although the Evil Wind Emperor had yet to recover to his peak state, ordinary top-tier kings were not worth his attention.

The Evil Wind Emperor stood with his back to Chu Ming, his broad shoulders like the backbone of the world, supporting the whole heaven and earth. Chu Ming could only see shadows flying through the ages. Just by looking at his back, Chu Ming felt immense pressure, as if he had become the center of this world.

Whoosh!

The Evil Wind Emperor took a deep breath and then slowly turned around.

Bang!

Chu Ming's soul trembled, feeling his soul power rapidly draining. At the same time, the Evil Wind Emperor's face became clearer in his eyes, like a vague painting slowly unfolding, dazzlingly magnificent.

"Wake up!"

The voice of the Ancient Sword Emperor echoed in Chu Ming's mind, like a thunderous explosion. The fragile scene shattered quickly, and Chu Ming instantly regained his senses, his face pale. Looking up, he found that although the Evil Wind Emperor was facing him, his face was still a blur, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see it clearly.

"Huh?"

The Evil Wind Emperor let out a soft exclamation, seemingly puzzled that Chu Ming could escape so easily. But after all, he was an emperor who had sealed his kingship and established his emperorship. No matter what great storms he had faced, he quickly regained his composure, as still as an undisturbed lake.

"This is the Undying Tree!"

The Evil Wind Emperor's golden-edged black robe fluttered as he gently extended his right hand. A broken little seedling lay in his palm, on the verge of death, with shattered branches and roots barely intact.

Swish!

The Undying Tree Seedling swiftly flew towards Chu Ming, a breath of undying divine power hitting him in the face. Chu Ming was not unfamiliar with this aura, as it resembled that of the Undying Flower, only a hundred times stronger.

Buzz!

Grabbing the Undying Tree Seedling with his right hand, undying divine power surged into Chu Ming's body. The injuries he had sustained in his battle with Emperor Wuji began to heal at a rate visible to the naked eye, and in just a moment, they were seventy to eighty percent healed.

"Truly a divine tree!"

Chu Ming was moved. With the Undying Tree, wouldn't he be truly immortal, invincible, and unbothered by aging or injury? In future battles, he would have no scruples.

Seeing Chu Ming's look, the Evil Wind Emperor spoke again, "You'd better refine the Undying Tree now. It's severely injured by me and won't live for long. If you delay, you'll regret it."

"Can the Undying Tree die too?"

Chu Ming was taken aback.

"Hehe, in the world of men, all living things must obey the laws, and the law of life and death is one of them. In this world, there are no eternally undying things. The Undying Tree is merely a divine object, it can't escape its fate!"

The Evil Wind Emperor explained lightly. He then flickered like an evil wind among the forest and disappeared before Chu Ming, leaving him deep in thought.

After a long while, Chu Ming sighed gently. Yes, how could there be anything eternal and undying in this world? No matter how beautiful you are, in the end, you turn to dust; emperors and kings ultimately become white bones.

Swish!

Chu Ming released the Flying Shuttle, leapt onto it, and harnessed his spiritual power, flying towards the distance. With the Undying Tree in hand, he needed to find a suitable place to refine it.

...

In a cave, Chu Ming extended his right hand, holding the Undying Tree while taking a deep breath. He then began to operate his cultivation technique to refine the Undying Tree. Strands of undying divine power entered his Sea of Spiritual Power along his Eight Extraordinary Meridians. The Undying Tree turned into luminous particles, floating into the Sea of Spiritual Power, extending its roots and taking root there.

Bang!

A pure white flower appeared faintly above Chu Ming's head. The surrounding spiritual power seemed to find an outlet and poured into him. Chu Ming's cultivation began to grow slowly, pure white like glazed jade, mist swirling around, creating an ethereal scene.

Time flowed by...

...

Outside, while Chu Ming was in seclusion refining the Undying Tree, a piece of shocking news shook the entire Human Race.

The second-ranked powerhouse of ancient times, the Evil Wind Emperor, had resurrected and returned from the Ancient Battlefield.