Chapter 947: Chapter 947: The Will of the Sword God, Early Activation, An Unexpected Delight Chapter 947: Chapter 947: The Will of the Sword God, Early Activation, An Unexpected Delight “The remains of the Overlord Emperor were personally buried by the Sword God of the Boundless Holy Sect?”

Ye Feng was stunned.

No wonder he had sensed an extremely terrifying aura from the void gate of the Burial Ground.

So, it was the Sword God.

Ye Feng was glad he hadn’t rashly opened the void gate, otherwise, he’d likely be chased down by the Sword God by now.

“Why would the Sword God bury the remains of the Overlord Emperor?” Ye Feng pondered this question.

Chu Tianhe shook his head and said,
“I’m not too sure about that, probably out of respect for the Overlord Emperor. After all, the Overlord Emperor ranked third on the Power God Ranking, a true peak powerhouse. Under normal circumstances, powerhouses tend to admire each other.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng nodded silently.

The Ancient Holy God Overlord Emperor had once told Ye Feng that the one who made a move against him that year was a mysterious peak powerhouse.

He was neither the Thunder Emperor nor the Sword God.

Moreover, the Overlord Emperor had mentioned that he held no grudge against either the Thunder Emperor or the Sword God; thus, it was understandable for the Sword God to bury his bones out of respect for a fellow powerhouse.

“Brother Ye, you’re not thinking of taking away the remains of the Overlord Emperor, are you?” Chu Tianhe suddenly thought of something, and his face changed.

“Uh, yes!” nodded Ye Feng.

The fact that he wanted the Overlord Emperor’s bones was no secret to Chu Tianhe, and there was no way to hide it.

After all, not long ago, he had cooperated with Chu Tianhe to snatch the four leg bones of the Overlord Emperor from the hands of the Mingwang Holy Sect.

Chu Tianhe twitched his mouth and said,
“That’s quite unfortunate.”

“Brother Ye, you know that a million years ago was a major turning point for the Human Race of the Three Thousand Realms.”

“That year, the Nine Great Heavenly Venerables emerged.”

“The Myriad Clans were annihilated, and the Human Race rose.”

“Here in Dongzhou, many strong individuals who survived the great war of the Myriad Clans gathered the remains of those who died in battle and buried them together in remembrance.”

“Later on, several more powerhouses fell, and they too chose to be buried in the Burial Ground for the strong.”

“Over time, the Burial Ground became the coveted final resting place for the strong of Dongzhou.”

“Latterly, powerful beings like the Sword God and Emperor Yuan jointly created a closed-off small world, sending the Burial Ground for the strong into it.”

“Since then, the Burial Ground has become a secret realm.”

“Normally, the void gate opens once every hundred years, allowing younger generations of cultivators to enter the Burial Ground, akin to an important trial.”

“With enough opportunity, one could gain powerful inheritances from the tombs of many strong beings.”

“There are still twenty years until the next opening of the Burial Ground.”

“However, even if the Burial Ground opens, Brother Ye, not just you, but we can’t enter either!”

“Because only those below the Saint Realm are allowed inside.”

At that, Chu Tianhe let out a soft sigh.

Although he didn’t know why Ye Feng was collecting the Overlord Emperor’s remains, he would help Ye Feng if needed, but the Burial Ground was controlled by various powers, and there were restrictions.

It was almost impossible to get in.

“Twenty years later… that’s too long!”

Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, “If that’s the case, I might have to prepare to leave Dongzhou.”

Chu Tianhe hurried to dissuade him, “Brother Ye, I haven’t had the chance to show you around Dongzhou properly, why leave so soon?”

“Since I can’t get the remains of the Overlord Emperor, I obviously have to go, I still have revenge to seek!”

Ye Feng yawned.

Jin Ruozhi of the Ten Directions Holy Sect and the Golden-robed Heavenly Saint of the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect had once made attempts on his life and even blocked the entrance of the Holy Spirit Sect, acting recklessly and wantonly.

This vendetta could not go unavenged!

“Brother Ye, stay another day! How about this, I’ll arrange for Bi Zhu to keep you company tonight, hehe.”

Chu Tianhe winked at Ye Feng.

“No need, no need!” Ye Feng repeatedly refused.

Nevertheless, he decided to stay another day due to Chu Tianhe’s insistent hospitality and would leave Dongzhou tomorrow.

…
Boundless Holy Sect.

This place was strewn with Spirit Swords, radiating various Sword Intents; it was the true Sword Dao Holy Land. Any cultivator who came here would be influenced by these Sword Intents, improving their understanding of Sword Dao.

Within a palace hall.

Jian Chen sat cross-legged in the Sword Dao Sanctuary, experiencing the boundless and infinite Sword Intent, his heart brimming with insights.

“Not for nothing is this Sword Dao Sanctuary left by our Ancient Saint!”

“Merely cultivating here for half a day, my cultivation level has progressed, and if this continues, breaking through the Nine-Turn in the Sword Dao domain won’t be difficult.”

Jian Chen whispered.

His talents were exceptional, he had guidance from peak experts, and an endless supply of resources. At just over a hundred years old, he was already in the Heavenly Saint Realm, with formidable strength.

But, Jian Chen was not satisfied.

His goal was to break through to the Supreme Saint before the age of three hundred!

“Chen’er!”

A majestic and ancient voice echoed.

Jian Chen abruptly opened his eyes and looked toward the darkness, his gaze reflecting the endless purple sword shadows, his face awash with eagerness and reverence.

“I pay my respects to the Ancient Saint!”

Jian Chen hurriedly bowed.

“In the Burial Ground of the strong, there lies a perfectly nurtured Yin Yang Pearl, ready for the taking.”

The voice of the Sword God resounded.

“Wonderful!” Jian Chen took a deep breath, “If that’s the case, in another twenty years, I’ll arrange for my Sword Servants to enter and retrieve the Yin Yang Pearl for me.”

“Why would you wait twenty years? Open the Burial Ground of the strong ahead of schedule.”

The voice of the Sword God was placid.

But, his words held an air of authority.

Had it been someone else, they wouldn’t have been able to open the Burial Ground early, only the Sword God could manage such a feat.

“Yes!” Jian Chen was overjoyed.

For Jian Chen, the Yin Yang Pearl was of vital importance.

His Yin Yang Force wasn’t pure, and he needed to refine a perfect-quality Yin Yang Pearl to achieve Perfection.

“Jian Chen!”

At that moment, a familiar voice came from outside the hall.

Jian Chen left that place and soared into the sky, where he saw Yuan Jing with his hands behind his back, frowning slightly, “What brings you here?”

“My father, the emperor, has deduced that a great deal of Imperial Dynasty Fate will emerge within the Burial Ground, but it will dissipate in another ten years; he thus sent me to find you and discuss the matter of opening the Burial Ground early.”

Yuan Jing revealed the purpose of his visit.

Jian Chen smiled: “About that, the Ancient Saint just transmitted a message, instructing me to open the Burial Ground ahead of schedule.”

“Really?” Yuan Jing’s eyes widened.

“What else could it be?” Jian Chen, with his white robe fluttering and a handsome countenance, spoke elegantly, “However, I need the Yin Yang Pearl from the Burial Ground. You wouldn’t send someone to compete with me for it, would you?”

“I was more worried about you grabbing the Imperial Dynasty Fate!” snorted Yuan Jing, but then he laughed, “Since you and I each have what we need, let’s not compete this time.”

“Agreed!” Jian Chen nodded.

That day, explosive news spread.

In three days’ time, the Burial Ground of the strong would open ahead of schedule. Once the news broke, the entire Cultivation World of Dongzhou boiled with excitement.

“The Burial Ground is opening early?”

“Why would that be?”

Everyone was incredulous.

“Isn’t it a good thing that it’s opening early? Our younger generation can go in and gain experience again.”

“Yes, indeed!”

Despite the surprise and confusion, the majority were looking forward to it, immediately selecting suitable youths from their respective Sects and arranging for them to enter the Burial Ground.

At the Tianhe Divine Sect.

Ye Feng was enjoying tea with Chu Tianhe when they received news from Bi Zhu, causing Ye Feng to spit out a mouthful of tea.

“The Burial Ground is opening early?”

Ye Feng looked at Chu Tianhe in amazement, clapping his shoulder forcefully, “It’s lucky you asked me to stay another day; otherwise, I definitely would have missed this opportunity, Younger Brother Chu, you truly are my lucky star!”

“Ha ha! This is Brother Ye’s immense fortune; it has nothing to do with me,” Chu Tianhe scratched his head.

He felt it was purely Ye Feng’s good luck to happen upon the Burial Ground opening early.

However, Chu Tianhe was also curious.

Why was the Burial Ground, which traditionally opened every hundred years, opening early? What secrets lay beneath this unexpected event?