Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Chapter 1159: The Emperor's Sorrow
Upon seeing this, the powerful men of Tianluo Continent couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Everyone understands that Emperor Yang is unwilling to accept the inheritance from Emperor Tian.

But, they are willing!
Does it mean there is an opportunity?

If I could become the successor of the Emperor of Heaven, then in the future I would at least be another figure like the War Emperor, right?
Then he inherited the Heavenly Palace and unified Tianluo.
Just don't be too beautiful!
At that moment, everyone stretched their necks, tried to straighten their bodies, and held their heads high.

I just hope that the Emperor of Heaven’s gaze will fall on me.

Then he commented on the previous sentence: Young man, I see that you have extraordinary bones and are a rare genius that only appears once in a thousand years. I have a peerless inheritance here that I want to pass on to you. I hope you will be diligent. In the future, the important task of maintaining peace in the world and expelling the foreign demons will be handed over to you.
Unfortunately, the Emperor of Heaven didn't even look at them.

Instead, he simply waved his hand, took out the dark skeleton and the Emperor's sword from the air, and looked down at them for a while.

hum~
The Emperor's sword was inserted into the bone, and at this moment it seemed to feel something. It trembled slightly and a wailing sound was heard.

"Old friend." The Emperor of Heaven murmured softly, his fingers gently stroking the sword.

Immediately, he formed a seal with his hands and sent a ray of spiritual light into the sword.

Then, he threw the two items to Wei Yang and said, "Then I'll trouble you, my friend."

Wei Yang understood what the Emperor of Heaven meant, nodded, and put the two items away, "Don't worry, senior."

The Emperor smiled with relief.

He felt relieved to leave this matter to Wei Yang.

After all, a strong man’s promise is no joke.

Sometimes, it is even more useful than swearing a solemn oath or making an oath to heaven.

After completing the inheritance entrustment.

At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven's already illusory body seemed even more transparent, and there was a hint of listlessness on his face.

It seems as if it will disappear with the wind at any time.

Then, he looked at the mandala.

"Emperor of Heaven." Mandala seemed to understand something and was already in tears.

The Emperor waved his hand, and a stream of spiritual power brought Mandala to him. He gently rubbed her head and said gently, "Silly girl, don't cry. I have already fallen."

"Wow" These words made Mandala completely unable to hold back. She leaned tightly against the Emperor's palm and cried heartbreakingly.

The Emperor sighed, and a hint of bitterness and apology flashed in his eyes.

Then he looked at Wei Yang.

The intention is to entrust an orphan to someone.

Wei Yang nodded slightly.

"Thank you." The Emperor smiled gratefully.

Wei Yang shook his head slightly to indicate that it was okay.

Anyway, it's just growing one more flower, no big deal.

Besides, we are all acquaintances.

It doesn't matter.

After comforting for a while.

The Emperor looked at Mandala and smiled, "Seeing that you are close to the Supreme Heaven, I will give you a helping hand one last time."

"No~" Mandala shouted in horror.

However, the Emperor of Heaven simply pointed his finger, and a mysterious light burst out from his fingertips, and there seemed to be an endless sound of the Tao resounding from it.

"Concentrate your mind and feel it carefully!"

The finger pointed at Mandala's brow, and she suddenly showed a hint of pain and slowly closed her eyes helplessly.

Seeing this, the Emperor smiled slightly and pointed again.

This finger emitted a surge of spiritual energy like ocean waves, and then the vast spiritual energy between heaven and earth also swarmed over.

The Emperor of Heaven gathered it all together and then poured it into Mandala's body, making her entire body radiate brilliant light.

The vast spiritual power was as mighty as the vast ocean, and as it continued to merge into Mandala's small body, her aura continued to rise.

Slowly and steadily, approaching that state.

But the Emperor of Heaven smiled helplessly, looked at Wei Yang and said: "It seems that it is still a bit difficult. I am exhausted. I am afraid I will have to trouble you again."

"It's just a little effort."

Wei Yang snapped his fingers and a pill that seemed to contain a vast galaxy shot out and shot straight into Mandala's body.

boom!
The momentum of Mandala's aura suddenly increased again, and it was full of strength.

Then, Wei Yang raised his hand and grabbed in the air.

hum~
The void twisted and finally turned into a space ball, wrapping the mandala.

Grabbing the space ball in his hand, he said, "Don't worry, with me watching over her, she will surely be promoted to the Heavenly Supreme smoothly."

"I feel relieved when you personally take action." The Emperor of Heaven nodded with a smile.

With his keen eyesight, he could naturally see that the pill was not simple.

Immediately, he looked at the sky palace. After a moment, he whispered, "The time has come, and I should go."

He looked at Wei Yang and smiled calmly and freely, "My friend, when we recover our territory, don't forget to pour me a glass of wine and let me know."

The words fell.

His body began to slowly disintegrate, and finally turned into points of light that slowly drifted down the sky, like a gorgeous firework blooming in the sky.

"Wei Yang, bid farewell to the Emperor of Heaven!" Wei Yang bowed solemnly.

I sighed in my heart.

This was another senior he had sent away.

No matter how stunning you are in your lifetime, in the dimension of time, you are just a small drop of water, unable to even create much waves.

It is destined to turn into a speck of dust in the long river of time.

Only by transcending chaos can one achieve eternal immortality!

Seeing this, the people below all bowed in a solemn manner and shouted, "We respectfully send off the Emperor of Heaven!"

The Emperor's Cemetery.

Everyone had left, leaving only Wei Yang and his grandson Wei Chen.

Looking silently at the increasingly dilapidated and desolate Cemetery of the Emperor of Heaven, Wei Yang couldn't help but sigh.

The Emperor of Heaven has already disappeared, and only a remnant of his soul remains, hanging on in the Sword of the Emperor of Heaven, struggling to hold on.

Now the message of One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones has been passed on, and Mandala has been infused with the final essence to help her cross that threshold.

Naturally, I can no longer hold on.

In this situation, even someone as strong as Wei Yang had no way out.

Because it involves an existence of the level of the Heavenly Emperor, it cannot be compared with Xiao Xuan of that year.

An existence like the Emperor of Heaven has already touched upon the core of the Great Dao; he himself is almost the Great Dao!

The road is about to collapse, how are you going to save it?
This is no longer a problem that the Flame of Life can solve.

What a pity anyway.

Like the Immortal Emperor, the Heavenly Emperor also sacrificed himself for all living beings.

It is precisely because of the courage and sacrifice of their generation that there was space and soil for the growth of later generations like Wei Yang.

Including many predecessors who sacrificed their lives fighting against foreign demons.

It was thanks to their efforts that Daqian was able to finally hold on to the last half of its territory.

Those who sacrificed their lives are all martyrs.

Today's descendants all benefit deeply from his kindness!

After sighing silently for a while, Wei Yang whispered to Wei Chen beside him: "Chen'er, we, the descendants, must remember them."

"Yeah." Wei Chen nodded heavily.

He understood what his grandfather meant.

I have never met him, but I am deeply grateful to him.

They should be remembered by future generations and not forgotten.

"Demons from outside the domain?" Wei Yang's eyes focused, with a cold light flashing in them.

It's about time this war ended.

The martyrs of that time fought hard against the foreign demons and won a piece of heaven and earth for their descendants.

Now, it’s time to pay back the blood debt with blood, settle all accounts, and completely destroy these beasts!

He turned his head and looked at his grandson, and said in a deep voice: "Chen'er, the time left for you to grow is running out. The final decisive battle is coming soon. When the Great Thousand Demon Slaying Formation is activated for the last time, that will be the day of the decisive battle!"

"!!!" Upon hearing this, Wei Chen immediately widened his eyes and looked at his grandfather.

At this moment, he finally understood his grandfather's plan.

The goal is to completely destroy the foreign demons when the Great Thousand Demon-Slaying Formation is activated for the last time!
This news is undoubtedly earth-shattering.

Is the day of the great counterattack finally approaching?

This day has been long awaited by all living beings!
Thinking of this, Wei Chen felt excited and at the same time felt a sense of urgency.

Because it seems that only a few years have passed since the last time the Great Thousand Demon-Slaying Formation was put into operation!
"When that day comes and that battle comes, grandpa hopes that you will be qualified to participate. Otherwise, if you miss it, you may never have the chance to participate in such a war again in your life. And that immortal body has never had a master since ancient times. Do you understand?" Wei Yang said.

"Grandson understands!" Wei Chen straightened his chest and said loudly.

I was so excited that my blood couldn't help but boil at this moment.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I will inherit the eternal immortal body and become a truly powerful peak warrior in the future. Together with you, I will cleanse the universe, wipe out the foreign demons, and return a pure and spiritual land to my world!" Wei Chen said solemnly with a flushed face.

"Well, you are worthy of being my grandson."

Wei Yang raised his hand, rubbed his head gently, smiled and praised, and encouraged: "My grandson, you will never lose to anyone."

(End of this chapter)