CHAPTER 162: CHAPTER 162: EMPEROR QIN’S WORD IS COMMAND!

Qin Chuan’s gaze suddenly turned sharp, like two flames illuminating the sword, yet he found that he couldn’t see through it.

This was an Imperial Sword.

And it was a very powerful Imperial Sword. When its power fully revived, it exuded a terrifying murderous aura and unmatched sharpness.

Bai Yichen whispered, "This is the ancestral treasure we’ve been searching for. Our lineage came to the Nine Sun Dynasty over two thousand years ago, and over a thousand years ago, we found this sword."

"Originally, the main line of the Eastern Domain said that once we found this sword, which existed only in the family’s legends, we could return."

"But...we were not willing!"

"Our lineage suffered such suppression and humiliation. If we returned like this, how would it be different from accepting their charity?!"

"So, our ancestors a thousand years ago initiated a revival plan, to establish a powerful family in this Land of Decay, and then, with honor and dignity, fight our way back to the Eastern Domain!"

He drew the sword, gazing at the blade with vacant eyes, and said:

"Within this sword hides the inner world of my Yang Family ancestor, the Realm Emperor. The fortune and resources contained within are enough to resist the erosion of the Land of Decay and rise against the current."

"For this plan, generations of our lineage have endured humiliation and borne heavy burdens, sacrificing too much."

"Though they had extraordinary talents, they could only hide silently, watching as mediocre people made their names, while they themselves could not display their brilliance, forced to train, train, and train in the darkness!"

"Especially the few ancestors, after finding this sword, they could have reversed the decline, but to confuse those in the Eastern Domain, they deliberately let themselves fall into decline..."

"Originally, the plan was just twenty years from success... Ha ha, just twenty years short..."

"But though we endured for a thousand years, we couldn’t obtain this last decade, and so... we fell short."

He slowly lifted his head, taking a deep breath, as if holding back tears, his voice hoarse.

"Actually, I’ve never understood whether using a thousand years to burn through so many generations of the family’s blood and tears, to fight for this breath, is really worth it?"

"Is it really worth it?"

He looked at Qin Chuan, seeking an answer, but before Qin Chuan could reply, he had already looked away.

He seemed to fall into a reminiscence, muttering, "The moment I was born, I gained the sword’s recognition. The ancestors said I awakened the ancestral Realm Emperor’s latent bloodline, destined to wield this sword."

"They placed high hopes on me, saying I was the key to the family’s thousand-year plan, that I would become the reviving leader of this lineage... But my brief life has not been happy."

"To hide myself, I couldn’t live within my family or even use my own surname, forced to live as another person... a person who doesn’t truly exist."

"Perhaps, not everyone in the family over thousands of years was willing to sacrifice, but the family’s grand momentum, like the overwhelming torrent of history, can’t be resisted. Whether you want to or not, you can only submit. This is fate."

"When I accepted this burden, I made a request to the family."

"I hoped my only younger brother could live a carefree life. I hoped he could be flamboyant and free, not like me and most clanspeople, bearing heavy burdens in the dark."

"I thought he could really live as I hoped, happily, but in the end... he too became one with this sword."

His voice trembled, choking up, "They all sacrificed, gathering everyone’s life and strength onto me, to let me win this originally hopeless battle."

"I don’t know why they did this, whether it was to fight for this breath they’ve held in for a thousand years, to pass on the family’s legacy, or merely hoping... that I could survive?"

"And my brother, he was clearly sent away, so why did he come back in the end? Did he know I was his brother..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan fell silent.

In his mind, a defiant figure emerged, that young man who had left a deep impression on him.

That young man seemed unruly but hid a deep sorrow in his heart. He was clearly not a fop, yet pretended to be wanton and wild.

When Qin Zi stepped on him, he didn’t struggle; he only cried out, unwilling, unwilling...

That young man was Yang Shengtian!

He always thought he was the abandoned one, not knowing he was the protected one...

"Perhaps your ancestors were not trying to fight for this breath, but simply for the continuation of the family."

Qin Chuan, silent for a long time, quietly said, "Continuity for a family requires goals and belief, or else everyone will just muddle through, and the family will continue to decay and decline."

"Everyone must die, but as long as you leave a mark in history, your life was not in vain."

"The same goes for a family. Even if it eventually perishes, having accomplished great deeds over a millennium is enough to inspire respect."

"Moreover... your family is not gone. Their lives are all gathered in you. As long as you’re alive, the family is alive and will eventually take root and sprout again."

Bai Yichen lowered his head in silence.

He was like a statue in the storm, lonely and bleak.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan sighed.

The past flashed by like an old dream. He still remembered the scene of that bald elder giving him the Cyan Lotus Sword, right on this Nine Sun Mountain...

"Boom!"

"The Nine Sun Royal Family, as an exiled branch, dares to slaughter the main lineage, a capital crime of treason that deserves death!"

At this moment, an authoritative voice came from the horizon, like thunder, with a pressure pouring in like a tide.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Five beams of nine-colored light lit up the horizon, like five nine-colored suns, majestically flying over.

Those are five Saints of the Ninth Heavenly Layer!

The five Saints of the Ninth Heavenly Layer, leading a large group of powerful beings, surged like a massive dark cloud, bringing a terrifying sense of oppression.

"Buzz!"

The Imperial Sword let out a sword cry, then Bai Yichen propped up against the sword, struggling to stand.

In his eyes burned a strong desire for battle and flames of hatred—the Eastern Domain Yang Family had taken everything from him!

"Your foundation is too weak; if you continue to fight, you will die." Qin Chuan stopped him, sighing.

He could see that Bai Yichen was already at his limit, after all, the power of the Imperial Artifact, though strong, consumed terrifyingly.

"They won’t let me live." Bai Yichen gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

Qin Chuan smiled indifferently: "It doesn’t matter what they think. If I want you to live, you will live."

Whoosh!

Bai Yichen’s body suddenly trembled, only then realizing that he could no longer discern Qin Chuan’s cultivation level.

He only felt that the person in front of him was like a giant dragon hidden in the clouds, elusive and ever more frightening the more he looked.

At this moment, the Eastern Domain Yang Family’s powerful beings had arrived above Jiu Yang Mountain, looking down from above.

"Remaining descendants of the Jiu Yang Royal Family, you..."

The leading elder of the Ninth Heavenly Layer originally had a stern expression, like a deity announcing destiny, high and mighty, but when he saw the white-clothed figure beside Bai Yichen, he was struck as if by lightning!

His face suddenly turned pale, his facial muscles twitched, and he was stunned in place, his tongue seeming to tie itself in knots.

"Qin... Qin... Emperor Qin?!"

The others were momentarily stunned upon hearing this, then their expressions changed dramatically, some even crying out in shock.

"What, Emperor Qin?!"

"Greetings to Emperor Qin!"

"Greetings to Emperor Qin!!"

Many of the Yang Family’s powerful beings knelt directly in the sky, filled with dread, trembling.

If it were other emperors arriving, as members of a fallen royal family, they wouldn’t kneel; after all, their ancestors were once glorious, and even emperors would show basic respect to the Yang Family.

But the one before them was not an ordinary emperor, but a monster who had survived the Nine-fold Emperor Tribulation, an ancient resurrected giant!

In the eyes of such a grand figure, perhaps even their Realm Emperor ancestors were insignificant, let alone beings as insignificant as ants.

And considering the current situation, this grand figure seemed to have connections with the Jiu Yang Royal Family’s bloodline, standing so close...

"You all may leave now, I will protect this person, and henceforth, the Eastern Domain Yang Family must not target the Jiu Yang Royal Family’s bloodline." Qin Chuan said calmly.

"Ah?"

"This?!"

The Eastern Domain Yang Family’s group was greatly surprised; although this was a reasonable outcome, they found it difficult to react.

After all, they had just been aggressively moving to eliminate the remnants of the Jiu Yang Royal Family, and the next moment they were to beat a retreat...

"Can’t comply?"

Qin Chuan’s brow slightly furrowed, and the surrounding sky seemed to be affected by his mood, instantly howling with fierce winds, illuminated by lightning!

"No no no!"

"How dare we defy Emperor Qin’s decree! The Eastern Domain Yang Family wishes to make peace with the Jiu Yang Royal Family!"

"Yes yes yes, make peace."

"We are all part of the Yang Family, sharing common ancestors, born of the same root, why such haste to harm each other?"

"Hehe, this is merely an internal drama of our family, an embarrassment before Emperor Qin."

The few Saints of the Ninth Heavenly Layer hurriedly explained, with humble and apologetic smiles, filled with trepidation.

They were originally lofty figures, but in front of Qin Chuan, they didn’t even have the courage to bargain.

Qin Chuan’s weight was too heavy, heavy enough to crush all grudges, rules, principles, and even dignity!

A word from Emperor Qin is an imperial decree.

In the Eastern Domain, who dares not obey?

While Bai Yichen gazed blankly at this scene, his originally vacant eyes now turned dazed.

This world... what has happened?