Chapter 2322 Barging into the Ancient Wasteland Alliance

In the Abandoned Star Field.

Lin Xun stowed the Grand Universe Ark and teleported through the boundless void toward the barren, broken-looking star field with Big Yellow.

Shortly afterward, an ancient voice rang out, “Please halt, Fellow Daoist. This is the enclave of the Ancient Wasteland Alliance. Cultivators who are not from the Ancient Wasteland Domain may not enter.”

Lin Xun deployed his spirit sense and immediately spotted a gray-robed man sitting atop of a mountain of a very distant star. His black hair was dancing, his eyes cold and sharp.

“I come from the Ancient Wasteland Domain,” announced Lin Xun calmly.

Boom!

A terrifying spirit sense surged out from the gray-robed man, rushed past the stars like a tidal wave, and blanketed down upon Lin Xun.

Before it could near him, however, his aura had dissolved it without a sound.

The gray-robed man's pupils shrank upon realizing that the other party was a powerful expert. He stood up and said solemnly, “I hope you can forgive my offense. Still, I would like to know who you are, and what you’ve come here for.”

Lin Xun said, “I’m Lin Daoyuan. I'm here to find Demon Crow Great Emperor.”

“Emperor Daoyuan?” The gray-robed man's eyes and mouth widened, and he gasped.

A few years ago, when the Nirvana of Transcendence had come to a close, Lin Daoyuan had emerged as the first cultivator in a hundred thousand years to become a supreme Emperor!

Who on this Ancient Nebula Road didn't know about such a legendary character?

The gray-robed man then suddenly revealed an odd look, “You said you were looking for Demon Crow Great Emperor?”

Lin Xun nodded.

The gray-robed man was stunned for a moment before he chuckled, “You probably haven’t heard, Fellow Daoist. Shortly after the Nameless Esteemed Emperor was defeated, someone suppressed and imprisoned that old Golden Crow. No one can see him for now.”

Lin Xun was not surprised as Zhao Yuanji and Ao Xingtang had told him about this long ago. Before the golden cicada had left for the other side of the cosmos with Chen Linkong, he had personally taken action and suppressed Demon Crow Great Emperor. The old crow, who had just come out of seclusion then, had gotten locked up and wouldn’t be free for a hundred years.

Lin Xun said, “Please tell me where he is being held, Fellow Daoist.”

The gray-robed man was hesitant, “Since our establishment, the Ancient Wasteland Alliance has always had this unwritten rule that whoever comes to seek revenge against a member shall be regarded as the enemy of the whole alliance.

“Everyone in our alliance knows about the enmity between you and the old Demon Crow, so I cannot help you with this. Furthermore, if you force yourself in, both I and the other experts hibernating in this star field will do our best to stop you.”

Lin Xun cupped his fist. “I respect the rules of the Ancient Wasteland Alliance, but if I can’t see that old crow, then my trip here will have gone down the drain. I don’t want to see that happen, so I hope you can make some accommodation.”

The gray-robed man smiled wryly, “You are making things difficult for us, Emperor Daoyuan. Please forgive my inability to agree.”

“Then we can only barge in,” said Big Yellow casually. “As long as we don't kill anyone, it won’t be an offense against the Ancient Wasteland Alliance anyway. I just wonder if the people who still remain here now will be able to stop us.”

The gray-robed man's face changed drastically.

Right at this moment, a misty and bland voice resounded from the depths of the Abandoned Star Field.

“Your great name has long preceded you, Emperor Daoyuan. If each of us can have a duel with you today, then even a defeat will still be a wonderful experience.

“However, there is something I have to remind you. Since the beginning of time, even someone as powerful as the Nameless Esteemed Emperor failed to break into this place. If you are sure despite everything that you can succeed, Emperor Daoyuan, then you can give it a try.”

After saying that, the voice abruptly vanished.

“Who is this person?” asked Lin Xun.

“The current leader of our alliance, Emperor Ancestor Licang,” replied the gray-robed man with a hint of awe in his voice.

“I see.” Lin Xun said, “In that case, I’ll have to oblige.”

The gray-robed man was dumbfounded. “You really want to force your way in?”

Lin Xun smiled and marched forth.

Big Yellow accompanied his every step.

“Then don't blame me for being merciless, Emperor Daoyuan,” said the gray-robed man.

With a clang, an eye-piercing golden halberd swept out from behind him.

“Rise!”

Grasping the halberd, he tore through the sky into the void like an unruly edge and whistled through the stars like a golden lightning bolt.

“Stand back.” Lin Xun lightly flicked his finger.

A deafening rumble immediately ensued. An eruption of golden sparks disrupted the fabric of space.

The gray-robed man's figure came fast and went just as fast as the impact sent him flying. He fell hard on top of the mountain peak he had originally sat on.

When he stabilized himself, the mountain collapsed with a bang and filled the air with dust. One could imagine how domineeringly powerful Lin Xun's finger flick had been.

The gray-robed man's face clouded over. Only after a long time did he laugh bitterly, “As expected of the first existence in one hundred thousand years to become a supreme Emperor...”

When he raised his eyes again, Lin Xun had already crossed the starry void and disappeared into the depths of it.

“The territory of the Ancient Wasteland Alliance is not that easy to break into, Emperor Daoyuan... I’d like to see if you will get what you want,” muttered the gray-robed man.

The Abandoned Star Field was more than vast, encompassing endless stars as well as numerous worlds and floating continents.

It was just that all of them presented a desolate, depressing scene of dilapidation.

It didn’t take Lin Xun very long to come across what looked like a rain of divine comets, which swept toward him from a floating landmass in the distance.

Eventually, the rain of light transformed into a tall and slender middle-aged man who carried an ancient sword on his back. He had graying temples and a pair of eyes that seemed to have seen many vicissitudes.

“I am Gu Botong, a sixth realm sword cultivator. Let’s have a good fight, Emperor Daoyuan.” The sword-bearing middle-aged man wore an expression of fortitude, his eyes sharp and tranquil.

Lin Xun keenly perceived this Sword Emperor’s attitude when he called himself a sword cultivator. He was not being humble, but rather showing his never straying dedication for the sword path.

“Yes.” Lin Xun lifted his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Clang!

The ancient sword on Gu Botong's back slid out of its sheath with a resounding metallic chant. As he turned his wrist, the matchless blade slashed out murderously.

The silent void acted like paper being torn as a long, straight crack appeared. Around the crack was nothing but a raging torrent of destruction.

This sword strike fully demonstrated the might of a Great Emperor.

There was a burst of gasps in the darkness.

In the face of the attack, Lin Xun's right hand grabbed at the air and pulled, drawing a nine-inch sword qi out of nowhere.

In that instant, the endless darkness was as if illuminated with a cold light.

When the sword light spread to every corner, Gu Botong grunted and staggered back several steps. His pupils contracted visibly, “Zhukong Sword Exalt, the way of drawing the sword!”

Lin Xun cupped his fist. “It was a good fight.”

Gu Botong had a complicated look on his face. Suddenly, he shouted, “Emperor Daoyuan’s attainments in the sword dao surpass the ancients and amaze the contemporaries. You old fellows...better weigh your strength first, or you may bring humiliation upon yourselves!”

Clang!

He sheathed his sword and left.

Lin Xun smiled and continued forward with his hands on his back. He looked calm and at ease, as though he was taking a stroll in a flower field and admiring the scenery along the way.

“I guess it’s time I stepped forward before the spirit of our Ancient Wasteland Alliance takes a hit,” echoed a soft sigh.

From a distant world, a majestic figure wrapped in a dazzling, divine radiance walked out and teleported through the darkness.

The figure’s steps shook the surrounding space, causing all the stars to sway and creating ripples across the void.

The person’s momentum also rose with every step!

Upon a closer look, she turned out to be a woman in scarlet armor. Her inky long hair was tied into a ponytail, fully revealing an absolutely striking face.

She was holding a long stick that was shrouded in a splendid drizzle of silver dao light. Her aura was ice-cold, and her entirety exuded an intimidating dominance.

She resembled a martial goddess who had roamed through mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

“Finally, after eighty thousand years, we get to see Star Martial Emperor in battle again. She’s still as strong, domineering, and beautiful as before!”

“Heheh, Star Martial Emperor is more resolute and pitiless than any man can be. After a lifetime of fighting and killing in various battlefields, she is now at the eighth realm. Emperor Daoyuan is only a fourth realm Emperor. I’m afraid he’s going to fall here...”

There was a series of whispers in the dark.

Meanwhile, the woman called Star Martial Emperor had already arrived. Her might covered everything around, so oppressive that the stars wailed and exploded. It was horrifying to the extreme.

“Summon your Emperor weapon,” said Star Martial Emperor. Her eyes were like a lightning bolt, tearing through the void and locking onto Lin Xun.

“My hands already suffice,” replied Lin Xun indifferently.

His response astounded the old monsters who were watching from the dark. They struggled to believe what they had just heard.

Is this man...crazy?

They didn't know about Lin Xun’s battle record in the Underworld, or else they probably wouldn’t have reacted this way.

“I won't show any mercy.” Star Martial Emperor suddenly swung the long stick in her hand.

With a deafening rumble, endless dao light gushed out and overturned the void. Boundlessly powerful and domineering, the strike looked like it could smash this whole galaxy apart.

Seeing this, Lin Xun stretched his muscles and charged forward with his fist. His movement was accompanied by drifting dao light, presenting an ancient, vast, simple, and true rhythm.

KABOOM!

When the two strikes collided, thousands of lights erupted like a flood. Star Martial Emperor’s murderous momentum was forcefully blocked.

The old monsters in the dark all paled. Their contempt quickly disappeared as they gave the fight their utmost attention.

This was their first time witnessing with their own eyes the power of a supreme Great Emperor. Never had they expected that a fourth realm supreme Emperor like Lin Xun could be strong to such an extent.

Star Martial Emperor also realized that Lin Xun was not simple. With a loud battle cry, she once again stormed forward. Her long stick flexibly drew a wide stroke, stirring up thousands of great dao torrents and deriving all sorts of world-destroying visions. The power displayed reached an inconceivable degree.

At least in Lin Xun's opinion, Holy Illumination Ancient Sect’s leader Yu Kunzi, who was also a peak eighth realm Emperor, was slightly inferior to Star Martial Emperor.

It was a pity that this was still not enough to pose a threat to Lin Xun.

In a flash, the two fighters had exchanged hundreds of blows. Lin Xun easily neutralized all of Star Martial Emperor's attacks one after another without sustaining the slightest injury.

This caused those old monsters in the dark to tremble once again.

Is this the prowess of a supreme Great Emperor? It’s just unreasonably heaven-defying!

While the onlookers' hearts were in turmoil, Star Martial Emperor suddenly drew back. Her stunningly beautiful and icy face revealed a shift of complicated emotions.

In the end, she sighed deeply with regret, “I'm not as strong as you, so I'm bound to lose if this battle continues. Thank you for the great fight.”

She put away her long stick and cupped her fist toward Lin Xun.

How could she not see that she probably would have lost very quickly if Lin Xun had used his Emperor weapon? She had only been able to persist for so long because the other party had held back!