The First Cultivator - Changing Existence - Chapter 735

Chapter 735: The Continent of Wu – 735
“And what does this have to do with that saying of yours? The world doesn’t move but the sky still rotates?” Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao asked.

“It means that even if the world were to come to a stop, the Emperor, who is our sky, would continue onwards. It is used as a secret code to those blessed by the fate of the Emperor.”

Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao simply shook his head. “Perhaps I did hit you too hard.”

Sword Master Shang did not respond, but asked a question. “Since you can kill me at any time, do you dare visit the battlefield with me? It has been merely five minutes since I started telling you the story.”

Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao shrugged. “I’ll take that as your last request.”

He grabbed Sword Master Shang by the shoulder and ran forward at an incredible speed. They soon reached the battlefield, and as Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao laid eyes on it, his eyes widened.

In his moment of shock, Sword Master Shang slashed his sword upwards.

It was inches away from Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao’s neck when Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao hit it away with his sword.

Enraged, he cut Sword Master Shang’s head clean off. His eyes never left the battlefield, so he failed to notice that, even after Sword Master Shang’s head was removed, his hand grabbed onto his sword and slightly trembled.

As his consciousness faded, he had one final thought. “For the Emperor.”

From the slight shaking of that sword, by some miraculous chance, a slash of Sword Aura, Intent, or Qi, shot out.

In his final moments, by a stroke of fortune, he became Sword Grandmaster Shang.

Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao was unable to react.

The slash hit his neck unprotected, and half of his neck was cleanly cut off.

His head literally began to dangle. He was barely able to maintain any sort of consciousness.

It was only in these moments that he finally believed everything Sword Grandmaster Shang had said.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a familiar man, the Emperor of the Faceless Empire. He did not have his usual expression on his face, one of a benevolent Emperor.

Nor did he have any sort of expression on his face. All that existed on his face was coldness.

He carried an unconscious woman by the hair.

Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao was barely able to stand. He could not move his body at all. If he could, he would have done everything possible to kill the Emperor.

“I have heard a lot of sayings in my life, but the one that rings absolutely true to this day is, “Arrogance is the mother of all failures.””

The Emperor walked over to Sword Grandmaster Shang and held the unconscious woman over his headless body. He held Sword Grandmaster Shang’s severed his onto his neck, before cutting the woman’s throat open. She awakened shocked.

She reached up to her neck, golden light flowing out of her hands. The golden light did not simply begin to heal her neck, but a bit of it flowed into her blood, which fell on Sword Grandmaster Shang’s severed neck.

The two disconnected parts slowly began to attach.

The woman’s throat would heal, only for the Emperor to cut it again and have the same process repeat. When the woman was dead, light had returned to Sword Grandmaster Shang’s eyes.

“Although this is not truly reviving the dead, ordinary power could not do such a thing. Only the power gifted by a god, this so-called Yhwh, could possibly do so.”

Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao watched with wide eyes as Sword Grandmaster Shang got up from the ground. He soon had to sit and rest, clearly without much energy, but he was once again alive and healing. The same could not be said for Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao, who was slowly dying even now.

The Emperor began to walk towards him, discarding the corpse to the side.

“I can see what you are thinking. Deep within your pain, misery, and regret, is happiness. You are excited that I have acted against the Temple, thinking me a dead man. What is that word again? Schadenfreude? Yes. However, did it ever occur to you that in order to take over the world, one must also defeat the Temple? This was always going to happen.” The Emperor said.

He slowly drew a sword from his waist.

“Today, I will slay a legend. A Sword Grandmaster. It truly is an honor to do so.”

Without another word, he cut what remained of Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao’s neck.

His head rolled off to the side.

After a moment, Sword Grandmaster Shang got up, only to stand in front of the Emperor and kneel. He looked as though he was worshipping a god.

“This is only the beginning, Shang. To truly take over this world, to truly break out of this cage and enter the wider universe, we have much, much more to do. And our ticket is just over there.”

The Emperor looked into the distance, where he could faintly see Skymender.

Skymender, along with many of the Empire’s Sword Masters, chased down the retreating Serpent Master, Emperor, and a few other Sword Masters of the Ancient Empire and allied Empires.

“I have been waiting so long for someone suitable. So many do-overs and resets. Finally, I can feel the opportunity on this one.”

Sword Grandmaster Shang trembled. Though he hardly understood what the Emperor was saying, he understood what he meant when he said that Skymender was the one he had been waiting for.

“I don’t know how a living being entered this place and became a part of the cycle, but that is related to mysteries of the universe I cannot begin to fathom. Perhaps… Perhaps it is fate.” He said with a laugh.

He began to walk back to his carriage. He would let the others deal with the stragglers. He, in the meanwhile, needed to give orders. It was time to truly establish the Faceless Empire as a world dominating power.

“It shall be named, The Continent of Wu.”

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Authors Note: Two Year Anniversary