Spirit Vessel

him because she had tricked people for so long.
He himself thought that she had died two thousand years ago, hence his praise.

The two of them were from the same era.
Long Jiangling was unstoppable two thousand years ago.
All the lords and Enlightened Beings in Jin kneeled before her.
No one dared to oppose the empress considered the strongest since the first emperor of Jin.

No one could contend against her.
Those who could survive one move from her were considered true masters.

Then the heretical king was born.
He was considered the only person who had a chance against the empress.

His talents were incredible, becoming a Giant at the age of twenty.
However, he was one hundred years younger than her.
Once he rose high enough, she suffered a mysterious death in her palace.

The two of them never got the chance to meet.

The empress didn’t care too much about him but on the other hand, his life goal was to defeat her.
In fact, during his haughty youth, he even declared that he wanted to dominate and take her as his concubine.

This led to him being hunted by the court.
They failed to kill him as his cultivation increased, eventually becoming the heretical king of Senluo.

Perhaps he didn’t remember his own crazy words back then but he immediately guessed that she was the old empress right away.
She couldn’t be anyone else.

“I’ve heard about you, a big shot from the heretical dao successfully cultivating eleven out of twelve heretical arts.
Not bad.” She said.

“The truth is that I can finish all twelve whenever.” He revealed.

Once, he could only look up at her.
This was no longer the case.

“Each heretical art is quite profound.
Successfully cultivating them would increase one’s talents and power.
Getting all twelve finished would result in power similar to the scriptures.” She said.

“The twelve arts are actually derived from the incomplete sections of the three scriptures.
These heretical sages of the past compiled and perfected them.
All twelve might not be comparable to the three scriptures but shouldn’t be far off.
There’s a reason why I don’t want to finish it right now, I’m missing one thing.”

“What is it?” She seemed to consider him to be on the same level as her right now.

“A joy cauldron.
Senluo was actually the Joy Temple back in the golden age of Buddhism, only inferior to the three pagodas.
During the disaster, the members of the pagodas all died.
On the other hand, the Joy Temple had some experts left.
Due to the chaos after, a Buddhist sect couldn’t survive so the temple changed its name to Senluo, slowly taking the heretical path.”

“The twelfth art is the Dao of Joy, combining the Joy Scripture and the second part of the Dao Scripture containing the essences of dual cultivation.
In order to finish this dao, I must find the right cauldron with a similar cultivation as myself.
Her talents can’t be mediocre either or my cultivation would go down.”

Feiyun quietly listened to these two experts.
They chose to discuss the dao instead of fighting.

He didn’t know about this Dao of Joy but had heard about the dual cultivation method from Yuji Manmiao.
This was a mysterious way, not inferior to Golden Silkworm Scripture.

Thus, the heretical king needed to find a suitable match before starting the final art.

Feiyun suddenly realized something and looked up again.
The heretical king and the enlightened being were no longer there, only Xuan Wei looking up in the sky.

“You court death!” Black clouds billowed and blotted out the firmament.

One could see the empress’ avatar standing above.
It was 330 feet tall with a golden radiance.
She raised her hand and sent out hundreds of draconic energies towards her foe.

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