Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Lost in the depths of the starry sky.

Nine reincarnations, all to meet you again.

Burial Nine Generations, a name nobody wishes to mention.

A name that trembles the Heavenly Martial Continent.

And now, he has appeared here, truly incredible.

“Burial Nine Generations, who exactly is he?”

Many people wondered, not understanding his origin.

Finally, a cultivator whispered, “This is someone who has buried time.”

“Buried time?”

The crowd was confused.

What is time?

Time is the evolution of the Heavenly Earth Great Dao.

It is the order of the Heavenly Dao.

Who could possibly bury time?

This sounded truly unbelievable.

“No one knows his origin, only that he appears once every ten thousand years.”

A cultivator said this.

Those who had not heard the name Burial Nine Generations were all profoundly shaken.

Appearing once every ten thousand years?

This indicates that Burial Nine Generations has appeared more than once.

How many ten thousand years has he lived?

Could he be a Divine Spirit?

This caused Lin Feng’s heart to violently tremble.

It was impossible to associate the cultivator who just smiled, looking somewhat destitute, with a “god.”

“It is rumored that Burial Nine Generations cultivated a technique to bury time, each appearance is brief, after which, he buries himself again in the eternal depths of time and space, where time does not flow, he will not age further, and can live on indefinitely.”

A cultivator shared the rumors he had heard.

No one knew how many years Burial Nine Generations had lived.

Nor did anyone know how powerful he truly was.

Fifty thousand years ago, the Ancient Sacred Land in the Central Province made a move against Burial Nine Generations.

A Quasi-Primordial Force.

How powerful?

But it was ultimately destroyed.

No one knew what happened that night.

The infamous name of Burial Nine Generations thus passed down.

He was a man full of secrets.

“Burying time, endless life.”

Lin Feng muttered, feeling shocked.

But soon, he slightly frowned.

Why was there a very strange feeling?

Was this some kind of curse?

Was Burial Nine Generations cursed?

Lin Feng did not know why this strange thought arose in his mind.

But the thought lingered.

…

“May I ask if you are the senior Burial Nine Generations?”

A powerhouse from Longevity Hall inquired.

“I come from eternity, I shall return to eternity, I have buried time, yet time cannot erode me.”

The old cultivator murmured.

His body gradually dissipated and finally vanished without a trace.

Everything seemed like a dream.

“Has he left?” Many people were surprised.

Burial Nine Generations just left like that, his intentions not on the Emperor Weapon, and it was unknown what he came here for.

“Mysterious and powerful, this world indeed does not lack formidable figures.”

Lin Feng muttered.

This Burial Nine Generations was clearly full of secrets.

Of course, these secrets were not for Lin Feng to explore.

…

The departure of Burial Nine Generations let many top forces breathe a sigh of relief.

Because in their view, if Burial Nine Generations had desired the Emperor Weapon,

then no one could have competed with Burial Nine Generations.

This existence was too powerful.

“Since that elder is Burial Nine Generations, does it not mean that his previous statements are true?”

A cultivator exclaimed.

Burial Nine Generations had previously stated,

Emperor Weapons could unleash thirty percent of an Emperor Realm powerhouse’s combat power.

This was definitely a power that could annihilate gods.

Now, the identity of Burial Nine Generations was clear.

And upon closely considering the words of Burial Nine Generations,

no one would think his words were mere nonsense anymore.

“Emperor Weapons are truly terrifying, no wonder these top forces are so crazed.”

Lin Feng muttered, his heart filled with shock.

Whoever obtained the Emperor Weapon, not to mention invincibility across all realms,

but sweeping across the Three Thousand States of the Heavenly Martial Continent would not be a problem.

Buzz…

Just at that moment, deep within Fallen God Cliff,

intense fluctuations transmitted.

Followed by,

heavenly flowers in disarray,

Golden Lotus Bursting from the Earth,

the ethereal sound of the Great Dao.

Immortal energy pierced the heavens.

Endless divine light surged.

The sound of the Great Tao never ceased.

It was as though an Ancient Saint Emperor was about to arrive.

…

“Emperor Weapon’s resounding sound.”

Everyone was deeply shocked.

This was the sound of an Emperor Weapon,

causing phenomena in Heaven and Earth.

Looking into the depths of Fallen God Cliff from afar,

among the divine light, a mysterious supreme treasure rose and fell.

“Is it an Emperor Weapon?”.

Many cultivators were excited, trembling all over.

Even the forces like Longevity Hall and other primordial forces,

now could hardly contain their excitement.

“Is that the Emperor Weapon?”.

Lin Feng’s heart pounded.

The Emperor Weapon had just appeared, yet it caused phenomenal changes in Heaven and Earth.

It truly was terrifying.

Indeed it was the treasure spoken of in legends.

“Don’t they say that primordial forces possess Emperor Weapons? But I heard that is mostly untrue,”

Lin Feng muttered.

If one could truly control such a supreme treasure,

those primordial forces would have long swept across the Three Thousand States, unifying the Heavenly Martial Continent.

But in fact, the Heavenly Martial Continent was currently very peaceful.

Though there were demons causing trouble,

they were on a small scale.

There were no large-scale killings or conflicts.

…

Many great forces were getting excited.

Now, some powerhouses planned to set out,

to enter and investigate for themselves.

“Fallen God Cliff, eh? Isn’t entering there akin to courting death?”.

Lin Feng shook his head.

This was the place where the Heavenly Saint Emperor was buried in the olden days.

A burial ground for an emperor-level powerhouse.

Since it was known as a Death Absolute Land,

it naturally possessed endless horrors!

Entering it, most likely meant a fate of almost certain death.

Yet, for the Emperor Weapon, many were willing to take the risk.

Perhaps this was the spirit of cultivators.

Though facing near certain death,

they had no regrets.

…

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh…”

Over twenty powerful figures took action, they gathered together and entered Fallen God Cliff.

“These top-tier forces finally can’t wait any longer to make a move,”

many discussed.

Those were over twenty top-tier powerhouses, all at the Yin Yang Realm level of cultivation.

They were forces formed by those primordial, ancient desolate, and ancient forces together.

This power, when placed anywhere, could be termed formidable.

They flew into Fallen God Cliff.

But just at that moment, something eerie happened.

Two powerhouses lost control over their bodies and fell downwards.

When they crashed to the ground,

they had already become skeletons.

“What happened?”.

Everyone was horrified; it was too terrifying.

Falling from the sky, in just a few moments.

How could they have turned into skeletons?

“Power of time.”

A voice from Longevity Hall, belonging to a Great Ability level being, was somber.

Time.

Enough to destroy everything.

To cultivators, those seemingly lengthy years were,

in the face of time, merely a drop in the vast ocean.

Insignificant.

Time had buried these people.

Inside the Death Forbidden Zone, the power of Time Law prevailed.

Whether it be Eternal Demon Mountain, Nine Dragons Ridge, Sun Moon Cave, Burial God Creek, Undying Mountains, or Fallen God Cliff, and other such Death Absolute Lands, all were enveloped by time restrictions.

One wrong step, and one would tragically die therein.

The rest shifted their expressions drastically.

They quickly landed in the forest around Fallen God Cliff, too afraid to continue flying.

But as they had just landed,

three powerhouses cracked like porcelain.

“No”.

They screamed in terror.

But they were powerless to stop it.

Bang.

The next moment, their physical bodies shattered.