The men split into two groups. Half of them used a rope to pull Ye Qinghan's body, while the other half used a rope to pull the Blade of Judgment. They used all their strength but still could not retrieve the Blade of Judgment.
The Blade of Judgment was an immortal weapon. How could a mortal take it out?
Finally, the men gave up on the weapon and focused on Ye Qinghan's battle robe. Although there were some holes, the two slashes did not leave any marks on it. It had to be a protective treasure. However, they could not move Ye Qinghan's arms and legs, nor could they take off the battle robe.
"Return. This corpse should be worth a lot of money," the leader said in a low voice.
Woo woo woo —
The horn to return echoed in the sea. Soon after, another corpse was fished out. It was the Chess Supreme. However, it was still a corpse. His soul had fallen into darkness and had not been revived. Perhaps he was completely dead.
The bodies of Fanyin and the Adjudicator had not been discovered yet. More than ten fishing boats returned.
The sailing speed was very fast. The sails faced the wind and increased the speed of the boats.
A few years later, they returned to land. The land near the sea had formed a huge port. The territory that originally belonged to the Holy Empire had now become a huge dynasty. The ruins of the Holy Empire had all disappeared. The previous civilization did not leave anything behind. Only the two 'corpses' of Ye Qinghan and the Chess Supreme were left.
The men brought the corpses to the capital of the dynasty. There were people who bought rare treasures there. There were also some strange cultivators who could control metal, wood, water, fire, earth, time, space, and so on. They were called the God Cultivators.
The God Cultivators had a very high status in this civilization. Some powerful God Cultivators were even on the same level as the Emperor. Even the weakest God Cultivators were given titles and titles. They had at least a few slaves, and at most tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of slaves.
The God Cultivators pursued the limit. They also pursued glory and the worship of the people. However, they did not need faith. They also needed spiritual medicine to cultivate. They sought rare treasures with rich elements. However, they were still in a low-level state.
These fishermen brought Chess Supreme Saint and Ye Qinghan's corporeal body and drove the carriage all the way to the imperial capital. Two carriages pulled two coffins into the imperial capital of the Qinhai Empire. The place was flourishing, but compared to the civilization of the past, it was at most the size of a medium-sized city.
At this moment, Ye Qinghan could only feel endless darkness, but at this moment, he actually sensed the aura of a human. However, this dream-like feeling was very ethereal. His powerful soul had become weak, and he felt even more helpless than when he was in his zombie state after being severely injured. At that time, he could still use his soul to control everything, but now, he did not even know if this was a dream or if he was already dead.
The body was transported to an ancient street in the city.
There were many strange things on this street, as well as many strange people. Their attire was very special, because there were different patterns embroidered on the shoulders of their clothes, representing what kind of god they cultivated.
Some of them were flame patterns, some were water patterns, and some were golden patterns …
The different patterns represented the type of "God" they cultivated. If there were people from the previous civilization who were still alive, they would be able to tell that the so-called "God Cultivators" on this street did not even have an Emperor-level cultivation. They were a complete mess.
Whoosh!!
The two coffins were opened, and the sacred corporeal body appeared before everyone's eyes.
"An impenetrable corpse. It should be the body of a great god. One of the corporeal bodies even has a scimitar in it. It's priceless. The highest bidder will get it. Whoever wants it, hurry up and make a bid." The leading burly man beat the gongs and drums, attracting the many God Cultivators who came to search for treasures.
Whoosh — —
In an instant, dozens of God Cultivators surrounded them. Their cultivation was a complete mess. There was not even a single Emperor-level expert, let alone an Emperor-level expert. If they were in the previous civilization, they would not even be comparable to the experts in the small regions.
"Impenetrable? What are you bragging about? Can't you see that there's a scimitar in his body? "A God Cultivator pointed at Ye Qinghan's sacred body in disdain and mocked.
The burly man hurriedly bowed and explained, "Exalted God, how would this commoner dare to deceive you? This corpse is truly impenetrable. If you don't believe me, you can try hacking at him a few times."
Bang!!
Those God Cultivators did not hold back. They waved their hands and struck Ye Qinghan. As a result, the spirit weapons in their hands were directly shattered. The terrifying recoil sent two God Cultivators who attacked flying dozens of meters away. They coughed up blood and fainted on the spot.
God Cultivators were different from mortals when they attacked. The stronger the attack, the stronger the recoil. The burly man was only a mortal, so the recoil was only that little. God Cultivators were different.
Hiss hiss hiss!!
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air as they looked at Ye Qinghan in horror. If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Qinghan's face was already devoid of color, they would have already fled.
"Is he a god? How can a god die? "
Many God Cultivators looked at Ye Qinghan in horror. Their bodies trembled and they involuntarily knelt down.
However, Ye Qinghan and the Sacred Chess Venerable's corpses quickly attracted the attention of important figures. One was an order from the royal family, while the other came from the Skyblaze Sect, the largest God Cultivator faction in the Qinhai Empire.
Their goal was to retrieve the two corpses. However, their authority was equal. The royal family's influence was ultimately greater. After taking away Ye Qinghan's sacred body, the Skyblaze Sect took away the Sacred Chess Venerable's corpse.
…
In the palace of the royal palace, the Emperor of the Qinhai Empire was personally overseeing the situation. He looked at the coffin in the palace and stared at Ye Qinghan's face. He asked in a low voice, "Is there no one who can retrieve the divine weapon from the corpse?"
"Your Majesty, the three consecrators have already tried. None of them were able to retrieve the divine weapon," the Prime Minister of the empire, Lu Jun, replied respectfully.
The Emperor stood up, his dragon robes fluttering in the wind. He personally got down from his dragon throne and walked towards Ye Qinghan.
"Your Majesty, this divine weapon is a little strange. Be careful not to harm your dragon body," the officials advised.
The Emperor said indifferently, "I can conquer this vast empire. Naturally, I'm not afraid of a mere divine weapon. Since the heavens have allowed this corpse to appear before me, it might be a gift to me. How can I not take it?"
After saying that, the Emperor reached out and grabbed the Blade of Judgment. With a hard pull, the Blade of Judgment actually loosened a little.
Ye Qinghan even felt pain. His soul struggled frantically in his sea of consciousness, trying to break free from the suppression of the Blade of Judgment. However, the Blade of Judgment was an immortal weapon. Immortal patterns shot out in all directions, sealing Ye Qinghan's soul and imprisoning it in the Sea of Bitterness. No matter how much he struggled, he could not break free from the seal of the Blade of Judgment.
The officials were both surprised and delighted. They had tested the Blade of Judgment before, and no one could shake it. They did not expect the Emperor to be able to make it loosen. They all held their breaths.
The Emperor's dignity. Since he could conquer the empire, he was the pride of the heavens. The Qi of the Heavenly Dragon gathered. He was the best candidate to shake the Blade of Judgment!
Whoosh!!
The Emperor reached out and grabbed the Blade of Judgment again. He gathered his strength and pulled it again.
Whoosh!!
Puchi — —
The Light of Judgment enveloped the main hall. An immortal aura spread in all directions, crushing everyone's willpower. Even the three consecrators with higher cultivation were forced to kneel on the ground.
Ye Qinghan's chest spat out a blood sword, piercing through the imperial hall. A drop of blood could kill a god and destroy a saint!
Roar — — —
An angry roar came from Ye Qinghan's sea of consciousness. It was as if a giant demon was hiding in the abyss of eternity. It shook the main hall.
Crack …
Ye Qinghan, who had not moved for countless years, clenched his iron fist. His energy shattered the coffin and his body smashed into the main hall. The officials were so frightened that they knelt down in fear.
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