Strongest War Emperor

According to the information from the War God Hall, Zuo Wentian was severely injured about ten thousand years ago.

This man was astonishingly talented. Legends say he possessed a strange Divination Cultivation Technique similar to that of the Witch Race.

Without this strange Divination Cultivation Technique, even if he had hidden inside the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron for many years, it would have been impossible for him to know that Shen Lang was from an Otherworld.

So, his words were about seventy percent believable.

As for him immediately making the Heart Demon Blood Oath upon seeing Shen Lang’s displeasure, that was also understandable.

The Life Spiritual Liquid was an item that defied the heavens. If an ordinary expert obtained it, they could likely use it to break through their bottlenecks and reach a higher level in just a few days.

Moreover, Zuo Wentian himself was severely injured, his very soul on the verge of shattering...

Without Shen Lang, it would be impossible for him to ever encounter such a thing in this world again. If he wasn’t going to cling to this lifeline, when would he?

’A Heart Demon Blood Oath is the biggest taboo for an expert of his level... Taking him as a disciple isn’t a total loss; at the very least, I’ve gained a powerful ally. The only problem is, this guy has no idea he’s a wanted man across the entire continent. The experts from those Legendary Powers have been searching for him for ten thousand years. Although he’s a formidable fighter, he can’t be seen in public. If his whereabouts are accidentally revealed, it could bring a fatal disaster upon me.’

’Oh well. He’s already gone this far, even making a Heart Demon Blood Oath. And with the Life Spiritual Liquid in my possession, I don’t need to worry about him trying anything. The Sword Emperor becoming my disciple... it seems this was all fated to be...’

Having thought things through, Shen Lang’s mood lightened.

With a thought, the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron slowly flew out from his forehead.

It was immediately enveloped in a green mist, which then condensed into a single, crystal-clear drop of green liquid, emitting an exotic, fragrant aroma.

Shen Lang shaped his palm like a blade and sliced at the green liquid, sending a third of it flying toward Zuo Wentian.

"I know your Primordial Spirit is injured and you urgently need this, but I can’t give you too much right now... Since you’ve been inside the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron all this time, you should be very clear about my personality. I won’t claim to be some saint, but my friends will always live well! And my enemies will always pay the price!"

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing this Spiritual Liquid... Master, you worry too much. I am not a greedy person. As long as Master is willing to give me even a little, I am already overjoyed. How could I dare to haggle?"

Zuo Wentian spoke with unrestrained joy as he swallowed the small drop of Life Spiritual Liquid.

For an expert of his level, upon obtaining the Life Spiritual Liquid, the ecstatic joy on his face was impossible to hide. His body even began to tremble, revealing the turmoil in his heart.

As soon as he absorbed the Life Spiritual Liquid, Zuo Wentian’s once illusory and shifting Soul Body immediately became much more solid and stable.

"By the way, do you have any powerful treasures on you?" Shen Lang suddenly asked.

Zuo Wentian was taken aback. He glanced at the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, a little puzzled. "No, I was empty-handed when I entered the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron... I don’t understand what happened either. But Master, since you have a heaven-defying treasure like the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, do you really need any other Magical Treasures?"

"Nonsense. I can’t control this Heaven-Sealing Cauldron at all, so how am I supposed to use it? By the way, what do you know about this thing? What grade of Magical Treasure is the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron?" Shen Lang said irritably.

"I... I couldn’t see through it either." Zuo Wentian’s words made Shen Lang roll his eyes wildly.

He paused, then added, "It can hold living beings and is boundlessly vast inside, which is already heaven-defying. It also contains that mysterious Gate of Creation, from which the Life Spiritual Liquid emerges. What’s more, the Tai Chi Diagram at the cauldron’s mouth that sealed me inside is even more bizarre and astonishing..."

"Alright, you’ve talked a lot without saying anything! Take me into the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron. Let’s go see this ’Gate of Creation’ you mentioned."

Shen Lang waved his hand, cutting Zuo Wentian off.

"Yes, Master."

Zuo Wentian immediately began to teach Shen Lang how to communicate with the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron and how to enter it.

After a short while and a few attempts, Shen Lang finally understood.

A Spirit Light flashed in his eyes as he stared at the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron. A Divine Radiance immediately shot out from within the cauldron, enveloping him and Zuo Wentian, and they vanished from Celestial Pillar Peak.

The Heaven-Sealing Cauldron spun around and instantly transformed into a speck of dust, falling into a crack in the rock.

If anyone had seen this, they would have been utterly shocked.

While ordinary Magical Treasures could also change size, there were limits. Only those that reached the level of an "Imperial Artifact" could change size at will, even turning into dust to be carried away by the wind.

Although an Imperial Artifact was only one level higher than a Profound Artifact, the difference between them was like heaven and earth.

The difference in their power was immeasurable.

The Treasures of the Sect for many Profound Iron Level Influences were merely Fifth Grade Profound Artifacts with powerful Artifact Spirits sealed inside. Obtaining an Imperial Artifact was an incredibly difficult task.

Countless Artifact Refiners would halt at the rank of Profound Level Artifact Refining Master, unable to even touch the threshold of an Emperor Level Artifact Refining Master in their entire lifetime.

And yet, this Heaven-Sealing Cauldron could turn into dust and merge with the ground!

...

The moment Shen Lang entered the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, he was once again taken aback.

The space inside was vast and boundless, filled with rolling mist, making it seem like the Immortal Realm.

Within the mist, countless specks of light danced about continuously like fireflies, a truly beautiful sight.

"To think there’s such a vast space inside the tiny Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, it’s simply unimaginable," Shen Lang exclaimed. "Where is the Gate of Creation you mentioned?"

Zuo Wentian said respectfully, "The Gate of Creation is about thirty li from here. I will take Master there now."

As he spoke, he waved his right hand, gathering a ball of mist.

The mist rapidly converged, accumulating like a cloud beneath Shen Lang’s feet and carrying him away in one direction with the speed of lightning.

Shen Lang felt endless mist rushing past him. In just a few seconds, the three-hundred-zhang-tall Gate of Creation that Zuo Wentian had mentioned appeared in his line of sight.

The Gate of Creation stood there, seemingly propping up the heavens and standing firm on the earth, exuding an ancient and desolate aura.

Standing before it, Shen Lang and Zuo Wentian were like mere specks of dust.

Looking up, between the gates was a faint curtain of light, like the calm surface of water, occasionally rippling.

On the light curtain, the three words "Gate of Creation" in faint gold flickered in and out of existence, looking incredibly mysterious.

On the two enormous pillars on either side were carved countless unfathomably mysterious patterns. Innumerable flowers, birds, fish, and insects, even stars, manifested upon them. Brilliant, rosy light flickered within, layer upon layer, wave after wave, without end.

With a single glance, Shen Lang’s gaze was firmly captured by an indescribable force of attraction, making it impossible to look away.

With just a casual look, Shen Lang’s mind was submerged, unable to extricate itself!

ZZZT!

A soft sound came from within Shen Lang’s body. The Tai Chi Diagram above his Pill Sea let out what sounded like a cheer, and then a gentle yet cold stream of energy shot out from the diagram, instantly entering his Sea of Consciousness.

Shen Lang felt a slight coolness in his mind and immediately regained his clarity.

"Master is truly extraordinary. When I first saw this Creation Celestial Gate, I was trapped by it and it took me a full three years to break free..."

Zuo Wentian said, not hiding his admiration in the slightest.

"Damn it!" Shen Lang was furious. "You son of a bitch, you knew this thing was strange and you didn’t even warn me? Did you want me to be stuck here for ten or a hundred years? You call me ’Master’ so smoothly, but when something actually happens, why the hell don’t you remember you’re the disciple!"

Of course, Shen Lang wasn’t usually so narrow-minded, but this time, he was truly enraged.

He needed to go gather the Seven-Star Begonia as soon as possible, otherwise his father’s corpse poison could not be completely cleansed. He couldn’t afford any delays.

Nothing in the world was more important than curing the residual poison in his father!

This Zuo Wentian knew the pillars were strange, yet he didn’t give any warning!

If he had accidentally gotten lost in it for eight or ten years... this was simply outrageous!

Seeing his anger, Zuo Wentian fell to one knee in terror. "Master, please calm your anger. I was wrong. I just wanted to see if Master would be affected by this thing. If Master’s Divine Thought had been lost within it, I would have immediately helped you escape."

As he spoke, he bowed his head, not daring to look at Shen Lang again.

"Hmph!"

Shen Lang snorted coldly. "Since you’ve become my disciple, you should act like one. I may scheme against heaven and earth, but I would never plot against my own family and friends. If you dare to scheme against me again, be prepared to face my wrath!"

"I will never dare again! Please forgive me, Master. From now on, I will explain everything to you beforehand and will never act on my own accord again. Please rest assured, Master!" Zuo Wentian said in a panic.

"Take me out of here," Shen Lang said, glancing at him coolly.

Zuo Wentian paused, then raised his head. "Master, aren’t you going to try entering the Gate of Creation? Although I cannot enter, since you now control the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, you should be able to get in."

"Perhaps you’re right, but for now, just knowing this thing exists is enough. I have no interest in passing through the Gate of Creation. The unknown is what’s truly terrifying. Right now, the most important thing for me is to go to the Sorrow Swamp, collect the Seven-Star Begonia, and bring it back to prepare medicine for my father. Nothing else matters."

"I understand."

Hearing this, not only did Zuo Wentian not feel the slightest bit of regret, he actually felt extremely relieved and gratified.

He had been in the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron for an unknown number of years, constantly in a daze, and asleep for most of that time.

But for the past sixteen-plus years, since Shen Lang’s birth, his consciousness had been watching him at all times.

Therefore, Zuo Wentian had a very deep understanding of Shen Lang’s personality and character.

Now, seeing him rushing about for the sake of his father’s corpse poison, even giving up on entering the Gate of Creation which could grant a heaven-sent opportunity, a trace of emotion stirred in Zuo Wentian’s heart.

Shen Lang was decisive and ruthless in killing, but he was willing to give his all for his family and friends. He possessed not only the will of an emperor and a Battle Intent that could look down upon the world, but also a kind heart. Zuo Wentian felt that he couldn’t have made a mistake in becoming the disciple of such a person.

Although Zuo Wentian’s memories were shattered, his judgment remained intact.

"I’ll take Master out right now." With a wave of his hand, Zuo Wentian led Shen Lang out of the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron.

"Wait a minute. When you appeared before, your Sword Intent was pervasive and your aura was unparalleled. You must have entered the Dao through the sword. Coincidentally, I also like using a sword. Do you have any Sword Dao Techniques in your memories?"

Shen Lang clearly knew that Zuo Wentian was the Sword Emperor and possessed world-shaking cultivation techniques, yet he feigned ignorance and asked casually.