Chapter 1403 - 1407: Willow Wood God Emperor

Seeing that Zhao Ya still wasn't moving, Chu Yan broke down once again.

She could feel the Petrifying Qi in her own body growing less and less, now only a tiny bit remained, still flowing into Yun Hao's body.

Chu Yan stopped crying and struggling. Her beautiful eyes, glistening with tears, stared unblinkingly at Yun Hao.

Crack!

Crack, crack!

All of a sudden, one sound after another rang out, like ice freezing over.

The women followed the sound and saw that Yun Hao's legs had already begun to turn to stone…

The petrification spread rapidly, in the blink of an eye reaching his knees, his thighs, his waist…

In that moment, pearl-like tears fell in a torrent from Chu Yan's beautiful eyes, yet even so, her gaze remained fixed on Yun Hao.

It wasn't just Chu Yan; Zhao Ya was the same. While her beautiful eyes shed tears without stopping, her gaze never once left Yun Hao—not for even a single second!

Even the Divine Venerable Mo Chou, who had just gotten to know Yun Hao and had been deceived by Shi Wuge for tens of thousands of years, had mist rising in her beautiful eyes, tears slowly dripping down along the corners.

For tens of thousands of years, she had stayed in this Immortal Tomb Forbidden Land, cutting herself off from all contact with the outside world. Was it not all for the sake of resurrecting her husband?

Yet in the end, it had all turned out to be nothing but a lie.

And even so, it still could not erase the love she held in her heart for her husband.

So, in this moment, Divine Venerable Mo Chou understood Yun Hao's persistence…

She also understood Chu Yan taking that palm for Yun Hao…

And she understood Zhao Ya even more—understood why, in that instant just now, she chose to do nothing, chose to watch the man she loved turn into a cold, lifeless stone.

Because the four of them were all people who were madly in love!

In an instant, the petrification had already reached Yun Hao's chest…

The Petrification Power in Chu Yan's body was finally completely transferred into Yun Hao's body.

"Husband, I'm helping you with the Soul Transfer Technique!"

Chu Yan hugged Yun Hao's icy body, sobbing uncontrollably, and prepared to imitate Yun Hao, to save him the same way he had saved her.

"Silly girl, it's useless. It's not like you don't know—there's only me in this world who can do this!"

Yun Hao really wanted to reach out, to gently rub Chu Yan's little head like he used to.

But at this moment, aside from his head not yet petrified, even his arms had already turned to stone. Even this most ordinary action of daily life was something he could no longer do.

"Wu wu… Husband, I hate you. I hate how selfish you are, actually leaving me all alone. I searched for you for tens of thousands of years, it wasn't easy to finally find you, and now you're going to leave again!

I love you, just like when we first met. You wore a black long robe, a Godslaying Sword in your hand, so majestic and awe-inspiring; just like when you and I were forced to fight at Broken-Intestine Cliff, and in the end, to save me, you leapt with me into that abyss at the bottom of the cliff from which no one had ever returned alive!

And just like when, to save my gravely injured and dying self, you transferred all of your cultivation and your supreme Power of the Primordial Spirit to me, causing yourself to fall into endless reincarnation!"

Her small hands cupping Yun Hao's face, which was gradually beginning to petrify, Chu Yan cried like a figure made of tears, speaking loudly, as though she wished she could pour out everything she had ever wanted to say in this instant!

Looking at Chu Yan, weeping so hard she could barely breathe in his arms, Yun Hao spoke softly.

"My dear wife, I love you…"

"Wait for me…"

Two sentences, nine words!

These were the last words Yun Hao left behind before he was completely petrified.

They watched as Yun Hao, a living, breathing man of flesh and blood, turned into a cold, emotionless stone.

Though his outline was still Yun Hao's, there was no warmth left in him. He would no longer smile roguishly at her, no longer whisper gentle words of love to her, no longer hold her in his arms, no longer kiss her…

In that moment, Chu Yan broke down. She truly did not dare imagine how she was supposed to live days without Yun Hao.

Yun Hao told her to wait for him, but how long was she supposed to wait?

And yet Chu Yan was afraid—afraid that even if she died, she still wouldn't be able to find Yun Hao.

"Sister Yan, let's leave this place."

After a long time, Zhao Ya stepped forward and spoke softly to Chu Yan.

Hearing Zhao Ya's words, Chu Yan turned her head and glanced at her. She didn't say much, just wrapped both arms around the now stone-turned Yun Hao, and turned to walk into the distance.

Chu Yan's departing figure looked so desolate…

In the Immortal Tomb Forbidden Land, each level had an exit. Once outside, one would appear at the entrance to the Demon Race Sacred Land.

Chu Yan had no other thoughts. In this moment, there was only one thought in her heart, and that was to take Yun Hao home.

And where was their home?

Nanjiang City!

Chu Yan left, taking Yun Hao with her…

Zhao Ya and Divine Venerable Mo Chou exchanged a look but did not speak. After all, the two of them had only just fought not long ago.

Zhao Ya followed far behind Chu Yan, walking toward the exit.

Divine Venerable Mo Chou turned, pondered for a moment, and likewise walked toward the exit!

Since her husband had long since died, she no longer had any reason to remain. She decided to return to the Immortal Realm, then go back to her former sect, find a quiet place, and cultivate alone.

After everyone had one by one left the Immortal Tomb inheritance, a phantom figure appeared at the center of the forbidden land. It was Shi Wuge, who had nearly been blasted into oblivion by Yun Hao's Star-Shattering strike.

"A bunch of fools, there really is an inheritance here. Since you've all left, I, this Emperor, will seize it. When the time comes, I'll definitely go out and kill you all!"

Shi Wuge spoke in a sinister, chilling tone, then turned and plunged into the coffin at the very center.

Ah…

Yet the instant Shi Wuge dove into the coffin, a short, shrill scream rang out.

A moment later, a middle-aged man with blood-red hair sat up.

As this middle-aged man rose, a layer of blood-colored mist suddenly began to drift up all around.

"This person's cultivation is far too weak. Eating him doesn't even nourish the body in the slightest!"

The blood-red-haired man muttered as he spoke, stepping out of the coffin.

This man was over two meters tall, bare-chested, his muscles like small mountains. His eyes were filled with a blood-colored aura, making him look utterly savage.

"But no matter. Since it was this man who awakened me, I'll go help you kill your enemies. Consider that my compensation to you for awakening this God Emperor!"

As the blood-red-haired man's words fell, he spread his arms wide, and all the Primordial Power in the forbidden land surged wildly toward him.

Whether from the fifth trial or the other four, all the Primordial Power…

In that instant, it was as if all had lost the constraints of the restriction, rushing into his body in unison.

"Even though I've only recovered one-tenth of my original cultivation, I imagine there aren't many in these Immortal and Divine Realms who can be my match.

I wonder what the world is like now. I, Willow Wood, have finally awakened. How are Master and my junior brothers doing these days?"

The blood-red-haired man absorbed the Primordial Power surging over from within the forbidden land, while muttering to himself.