Lord Wind was, after all, a False Emperor, and the Great Emperor of Time had been dead for countless years. Yet even with only a remnant of his remains, the might of a Great Emperor still lingered — a truly terrifying notion. No wonder some said that across the entire
Though the remains of the Great Emperor held great power, they were ultimately lifeless. Lord Wind was not without the means to resist them.
Demonic Qi surged, and demonic yuan rolled forth, counteracting the latent power of Time hidden within the remains. His withered, faded right hand visibly began to recover at a pace the naked eye could follow.
Seeing this, Lord Wind sneered and raised the remains high above his head.
In an instant, the light throughout the entire valley seemed to converge upon that single rib bone. Lord Wind formed seals with one hand, shifting through them with practiced fluency. His body entered the grand formation, becoming its core eye. In a matter of moments, the Great Emperor's remains became inextricably linked with the entire formation, inseparable and whole.
More than twenty Emperor Sovereigns channeled the formation's power, pouring it all into the Great Emperor's remains.
It was then that every Emperor Sovereign's expression turned grave, and
The reason was simple: the moment the entire formation became complete, all of them felt that they had become part of it. Their powers flowed into the formation, circulated within it, converged upon the Great Emperor's remains, and cycled endlessly!
This situation matched exactly what Master Sun had described earlier — once the formation was activated, no one could simply stop at will, or they would suffer a devastating backlash. That backlash would carry the combined force of every Emperor Sovereign present. What force in the world could withstand such a thing?
Probably not even Lord Wind himself!
Yang Kai's heart sank with bitterness. He had only come here to uncover the Demon Heaven Dao's schemes, and agreeing to enter the formation was merely a way to maintain his disguise. Who would have thought he'd end up in a situation where he was riding a tiger and couldn't dismount — an awkward predicament indeed.
Though his strength was considerable and he possessed a half-dragon body, if he truly had to endure the formation's backlash head-on, the outcome would likely be grim. Yet continuing to maintain the formation and laboring for the Demon Heaven Dao's benefit was something he was hardly willing to do.
What seemed like a dead end still had a way out.
Yang Kai turned the matter over in his mind a few times and gradually calmed himself. They hadn't reached the critical moment yet — he would continue to observe and wait!
The formation's power continued to pour into the Great Emperor's remains. Under this influx, the remnant spirituality within the remains seemed to be gradually excavated, and the aura of a Great Emperor grew ever more pronounced, ever more dense. Laws of Time raged over a stretch of sky high above, the flow of time accelerating and decelerating at random, making that area look utterly different from the rest.
At a certain moment, when the aura of the remains reached a pinnacle, the always-still Lord Wind suddenly shot a sharp light from his eyes and roared: "Open!"
His right hand, still gripping the remains, slowly pointed forward into the void.
With that single point, ripples spread across the empty space, emanating outward from the remains at their center and expanding rapidly in all directions. The ripples did not fade — they persisted and spread, rendering a vast stretch of the void ahead shimmering and insubstantial.
And within that shimmering, unreal void, an enormous silhouette gradually took shape.
At first, the outline was blurry and indistinct — no one could tell what it was, as though it were a mirage. But as Lord Wind continued his work, his hand seals shifting, the silhouette gradually became clearer, no longer so ethereal and elusive.
The Emperor Sovereigns holding the formation together gazed upward in stunned silence, eyes fixed upon it without blinking.
It was unmistakably the outline of a palace. Within the void, an enormous palace was being drawn forth by Lord Wind himself. And as the silhouette grew clearer, an oppressive atmosphere settled over every heart, as if what Lord Wind had pulled out was not a palace but some supreme, terrifying creature intent on swallowing them all whole.
Master Sun was laughing wildly, his voice ringing with excitement: "Lord Wind displays divine might! The Temple of the Years has appeared! Our Lord has waited ten thousand years — the Demon Heaven Dao will surely unite the Star Boundary!"
The Temple of the Years — it was actually the Temple of the Years! Only now did the gathered Emperor Sovereigns realize what exactly Lord Wind had drawn from the void. It was the Temple of the Years!
The legendary palace of the Great Emperor of Time!
This valley was known to be the gateway to the Land of Four Seasons — everyone was aware of that. So the appearance of the Temple of the Years in the void was not entirely unexpected. It was only at this moment that they understood what kind of momentous event they had taken part in. Excitement surged through their hearts — having contributed here today, the Dao Master would surely reward them generously! As for those subordinates Lord Wind had killed for the blood sacrifice, they were of no consequence anymore.
Yang Kai went along with the crowd, wearing the same expression of excitement and fervor as everyone else. He gazed at the somewhat familiar Temple of the Years, but his thoughts were elsewhere — Nanmen Dajun had been exactly right.
The formation Master Sun commanded was indeed a summoning array. But what it summoned was not some terrifying creature — it was the Temple of the Years from within the Land of Four Seasons!
The Demon Heaven Dao's ambitions were truly vast — even the Great Emperor of Time's palace had caught their eye. However,
Moreover, Nanmen Dajun had previously said that the formation was missing some crucial component. Now it was clear — that missing piece was the Great Emperor's remains in Lord Wind's hand.