"Martial Tomb Divine Ability—Azure Lotus Sword Canon!!"
From within the blood coffin, the Evil-Eyed Corpse Emperor let out a terrified roar.
Rumble!!
Upon the Sky Stele, a dazzling azure lotus bloomed—peerless and solitary, as if blossoming amidst primal chaos. Its elegance was utterly matchless.
The ancient Sky Stele traversed time and space, inscribed with countless arcane runes that radiated an eternal divine glow. The moment it appeared, it pressed downward toward the Evil-Eyed Blood Coffin. The stele rapidly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing tens of thousands of feet with each breath, enveloping the entire world.
To every cultivator on the battlefield, in that instant, nothing existed but the Sky Stele.
It was like a divine mountain of the ancient age, shrouding the entire void arena beneath its might.
"Damn you, Emperor Yi! You've drawn the Martial Tomb Divine Ability upon me again. My decades of planning, ruined by your hands! This grudge shall not rest until one of us perishes!" The Evil-Eyed Corpse Emperor was enraged to the point of madness, nearly bursting from her coffin in fury.
That Evil-Eyed Blood Coffin was something her former self had meticulously crafted to evade this very divine ability. It was also meant to incubate her corpse and allow her to be reborn—rebirth through a second life. Though that new life might not be the same "her," it would still carry her will. It was a gamble at continuity.
But the coffin had a fatal flaw—it could never be opened lightly. Once opened, its aura would leak, triggering the same deadly threat it was meant to evade.
She had appeared merely to crush Yi Tianxing and stomp out Eternal's arrogance—to bring glory to Eternal Night. But now, because Yi Tianxing had lifted the lid, a cataclysm was upon her.
That divine ability—the Martial Tomb—had evaded her once thanks to the blood coffin. But the divine ability was immortal, lurking across infinite time and space, transcending all. The moment it sensed her aura, it descended without hesitation.
And now, the Sky Stele was falling.
She could clearly feel the moment it arrived overhead—space and even time had frozen. An invisible domain enveloped her, sealing her fate. There was no escape.
In that moment, all laws of heaven and earth were replaced. The divine law of the Martial Tomb overrode the original Dao.
This was no less than a world-altering substitution of the Dao.
It was the peerless martial divine ability—Martial Tomb Divine Ability!!
The weight of the Sky Stele pressed down with such force it could crush the void itself.
Even Yi Tianxing felt a bitter smile as he looked at the stele.
"This is collateral damage…"
The stele's domain covered the entire arena. He too was trapped inside its sealed space-time. By lifting the coffin's lid, not only had the Corpse Emperor been doomed—so had he.
But he was also deeply shaken. This divine ability had pierced through time from a past epoch.
What kind of being could wield such power across eras?
"Damn it… I have to waste a foundation card now! Curse you!"
Despite her fury, the Corpse Emperor wasn't truly panicking—she still had a trump card.
Suddenly, a blue flower flew from the coffin—a blue Nether Bloom.
As it emerged, it bloomed—brilliant blue light rippling like tides. One by one, countless Nether Blooms appeared, transforming the void into a sea of blue blossoms—a blazing, ocean-like Nether Blossom Sea.
The entire sky blazed with ghostly blue fire as the giant Nether Bloom formed, standing before the Sky Stele.
"That's the legendary divine ability of the Nether Demon Sovereign—Nether Blossom Sea!!"
"Once it appears, it can burn all of heaven and earth. Anything buried within it vanishes without a trace. It embodies the Dao of the Nether. If touched, one's true essence, mana, and even Dao fruits become fuel for the blossoms!"
"It devours divine abilities and grows stronger. This blue bloom is deep as the sea—unfathomable!"
Even Eternal Night geniuses were awestruck by the bloom—an ancient divine art from the last era.
But even after unleashing this divine ability, the Corpse Emperor showed no signs of relief.
She still felt the Sky Stele's terrifying presence—its aura carried death. Not just fear, but ancient, visceral terror etched in her blood.
She looked to the sky—where Nether Bloom and Sky Stele clashed.
Suddenly, sword intent erupted from the Sky Stele. Chaos churned. The Azure Lotus shifted and sword light slashed downward.
Each beam annihilated Nether Blooms.
Though the blossoms devoured divine arts, they could not fully consume this sword intent before being torn to pieces.
The sword light was overwhelmingly tyrannical—it carried the trait of indestructibility.
Yet the Nether Blooms were similarly indomitable. For each one destroyed, another bloomed in its place.
They clashed again and again—a towering Nether Bloom trying to swallow the Sky Stele, and the Stele trying to grind the bloom into dust.
"Damn this Martial Tomb divine art! Damn this Azure Lotus Sword Canon!"
The Corpse Emperor trembled.
The divine ability on this Sky Stele was the Azure Lotus Sword Canon, with twelve fused sword intents forming an ultimate sword Dao. Each sword light could cleave anything.
It was the legacy of a forbidden Martial Ancestor.
In the last era, countless Eternal Night powerhouses had fallen to this technique. Many flinched at the sight of the stele, even if it was not aimed at them.
And suddenly, the Nether Blossoms began to sink into the Sky Stele.
"Damn it! Explode!!"
The Corpse Emperor paled—not in triumph, but despair.
They weren't invading the stele. They were being swallowed by it.
The Martial Tomb Divine Ability could bury everything—even divine arts and techniques would become nourishment for the Stele.
Unless it was destroyed in one strike, it would inevitably win.
Within the Stele was a grave.
If drawn in, one would become part of it.
She didn't hesitate. The Nether Bloom erupted with its full might. Blue flames covered the skies, dazzling and dreamlike, engulfing the Stele.
Boom!!
Suddenly, the coffin lid slammed shut and returned to the blood coffin, sealing it tightly.
Immediately, the blood coffin shot off into the distance.
It was clearly fleeing for its life, like a dog with its tail on fire.
"She… she ran?"
"The Corpse Emperor fled! But that Stele is too terrifying. She had no choice. Look—the Nether Bloom shattered!"
In the void, the battle had ended—the Nether Bloom was destroyed. The Sky Stele stood victorious, its might undiminished.
With the coffin sealed and the Corpse Emperor's aura gone, the Stele lost its target. It hovered, scanning for traces of qi—but found none.
Then, a silhouette appeared on its surface.
A man in a long azure robe, his back facing the world. Even from the back, he exuded unmatched majesty.
One glance, and it felt like gazing upon an unfathomable supreme being.
"The Eternal Era… a new age begins. Good.My Azure Lotus Sword Dao, I now gift to the fated.One day, we shall once again challenge Eternal Night.The path is not far—may my Dao not be lonely."
His voice echoed across the battlefield, as if speaking through the veil of time.
Twelve streams of light shot from the Stele, scattering across the battlefield. Each beam contained an unparalleled sword intent.
"That's the Azure Lotus Sword Canon! The legendary sword canon created by the Martial Ancestor! Divided into twelve paths—those are twelve inheritances!"
"Hurry! Find them! They say the Canon is formed by uniting all twelve sword intents. Each one carries ultimate power. To possess one is to walk the path of divine ability—perhaps even sainthood!"
"This is it. The Martial Ancestor's inheritance! They say he never truly died. To inherit this is to become his successor—a chance to ascend to the heavens in one step!"
Countless cultivators and geniuses instantly went mad with desire.