The return of the Paragon of Heaven and Earth

As the sturdy man and Old Three began to saunter to the stationed post, they suddenly halted.

The ghastly cacophony echoing behind them made them shuddered. As they suppressed the fear and uneasiness, they cast a glance behind them.

Tiny dots were flickering near the field which precisely where the corpse was buried. They were as if spirit fragments hovering around the atmosphere.

Then moments later, the spirit fragments formed into a singular chunk of a ball as it permeated slowly into the surface.

Boom!

The lightning shoots down and the unprepared soldiers faltered into the ground. They then hurriedly stood up and examine the atmosphere.

It was still before dawn in the middle of the dead night. However, the dim stars above the horizon did not emerge. On contrary, the sky was enveloped by muddy pitch clouds.

"That's strange. Why is it suddenly raining?" Old third muttered.

"Perhaps heaven is aware of our wicked deed." The sturdy man jested as he continued looking at the sky.

At this moment, raindrops began to drizzle, and soon the rain gradually condensed into a heavy downpour.

"This is bad…It's really raining."

"Well, today's winter after all… Enough of that, let's return. Old third, are you not in a rush?"

"Rush what?"

"Well, you left to bury the Sixth Prince's body. It was your turn to enjoy, remember?"

"Brother Hu, it's alright. After all, we can enjoy that woman every day. I'm a bit tired today, I'll f*ck her tomorrow."

As the sturdy man and Old Three talk casually, they began to amble out.

Although the rain was heavy, it did not affect them since they could condense a Qi barrier around them.

However, their footsteps gradually slowed down until they stopped walking. They frowned. Despite the rain, they could hear some strange noise ringing behind them.

They turned as they peer behind them. The fog obscured their sight, however, they could somehow detect movements below the ground.

Even though it was raining, they could see the surface trembling as the soil fissured. With a fizz, a hand suddenly emerged from the ground.

Boom!

Maybe because of the precise timing of the thunderous lightning, the soldiers scurried backward as they fell into the ground.

The hell!?

Are they seeing wrong?

A hand?

Old third gulped and looked at his companion, "Brother He, is that a hand?"

"It is," The sturdy man half-uncertain half-certainly replied, "don't tell me…Sixth Prince is still alive?"

Old third was stunned and hurriedly shook his head, "That's impossible! When we transport him, he was no longer breathing. I don't believe that guy is pretentious."

The sturdy man was silent and his face turned solemn, "Then there's only one reason."

"And that is…?"

"Possession."

Old third was shaken. When he heard the term "possession" he felt as if his body was plunged below a deep, ice-cold pool. He shook his head, "Possession? How can that be possible! Ever since we guarded this region for five months, there were no evil spirits that had appeared from nowhere. There's no way this is possession."

"I know it's hard to believe," The sturdy man looked at his comrade and sighed, "However, did you remember King Zhou Yan's parting words?"

"I think I remember that." Old third paraphrase Zhou Yan's speech, "When the full moon shone dazzlingly in the fourth month of the calendar, do not ever step inside the ancient forbidden mountain."

"And why is that?" The sturdy man repeated the question of Zhou Yan's descendant.

Old Third's voice quaver, "Because…you will die!"

The sturdy man fell into contemplation.

King Zhou Yan was not clear on his statement and thus led to some misconceptions and confusion. Perhaps all along, he was talking about Evil Spirits.

As he thought up here, the sturdy man suddenly felt that it make sense. After all, Zhou Yan was vigorous and he had no cases of illnesses. However, he suddenly got ill three years ago.

Perhaps, he was competing against an evil spirit in possession of his body, and hence his condition deteriorated until he could no longer suppress the evil spirit. Then left without a choice, Zhou Yan killed himself to prevent the evil spirit from succeeding in his possession.

Normally, evil spirits dwell inside ancient tombs. When they present themselves on the surface, it usually means an ancient tomb was suppressed below the ground.

Evil spirits were sinister and eviler than demons. With the ability of possession, many martial artists feared them.

On contrary, evil spirits were also the signs of hidden treasures. In fact, they were the inkling of undiscovered tombs.

The sturdy man's eyes shone brighter than brighter as he thought about that. If there were really undiscovered tombs here, it was immense news worth to be passed to the royal family.

Once the tomb was raided, there were chances of the current king bestowing them some fortune. In fact, perhaps their time of guarding this place would be shortened.

As Old three and the sturdy man looked at the hand, it gradually enlarged into a dashing young man.

There was something sublime on this young man. His eyes looked as if it was a bottomless pit, showing nothing but deep tranquility. His aura seemed ordinary at one glance but in reality very profound and soothing. Seeing him was as if equivalent to seeing the indisputable ruler of the 33 heavens.

The guards could not even resist bowing at him.

"Sixth prince."

"Sixth prince."

Old Three and the sturdy man bowed their head unknowingly. Then soon after, they sobered up.

What just happened? Why did we bow at him?

Sixth Prince looked at them and muttered in a low volume, "Zhou Mingyu…So this boy's name is Zhou Mingyu…Zhou Mingyu, the sixth son of the Hu County King.

"But I never heard of Hu County in the 33 heavens, is it a recently establish city?" Sixth Prince sighed and cast his gaze above the sky, "How long did I, Long Fengxian, slumbered? One million years? Two million years? Hundred million years?"

The Sixth Prince was no longer the cowardly Zhou Mingyu instead he was now the creator of the 33 heavens, the one and only paragon of Heaven and Earth, Lord Long Fengxian!

Long Fengxian calmly looked at the soldiers in front of him and said, "Which heaven layer Hu Country is located?"

The soldiers were once again mesmerized by his soothing and profound aura that they thoughtlessly replied, "Eternal Horizon Heaven."

"Eternal Horizon Heaven?" Fengxian was unfamiliar with the name. He was certain that he did not name one of the 33 heavens by this term. If there was a closer name by this so-called Eternal Horizon Heaven, perhaps it would be the sixteenth heaven layer he created, Immortal Heaven Realm.

Fengxian looked at the two soldiers again. This time, fragmented, unfamiliar memories surfaced in his mind.

Before Zhou Mingyu died, Zhou Lin, the Eight Prince of Hu County, told him that the woman he loved, Fan Meihui, turned out to be a bitch. She willingly offered herself to Zhou Lin for a better future. Then Zhou Lin killed Zhou Mingyu and on his last breath, he was aware that his body was dragged away by Zhou Lin.

With these pieces of hints, Fengxian could sum up everything that had happened.

Perhaps the reason he crawled up from the surface was that Zhou Lin commanded these soldiers to bury his body in the ancient forbidden mountain.

Fengxian was calm, not a single anger surfaced on his emotionless face. As someone who stood atop the 33 heavens, the progenitor of martial arts, no one could waver his heart.

He looked at the two soldiers and calmly said, "Why?"

"Why?" They responded with a question.

Long Fengxian waved his sleeve, gently touching his temple, and said slowly, "Why...why you're not kneeling to the King?"

"King?" The sturdy man and Old There were bewildered. However, they soon realized. "You…Impudent!"

They were aware that the current Sixth Prince was no longer the previously Zhou Mingyu. Instead, he was an Evil Spirit that had possessed his body, so the words he was saying was something they expect. However, anger still rush to their hearts.

This kind of evil being should be exorcised immediately!

The sturdy man and Old Three exchange glances and nodded. They throw the torch away and gripped the spear tightly.

With a shout, they did not dare to delay any longer and thrust the spear, intending to eliminate the threat quickly.

Long Fengxian looked at the incoming attack and smiled. Base on the power, perhaps they were formation realm experts.

"Pretty good," Long Fengxian twisted his foot, evading the spear force smoothly.

Old three and the sturdy man were surprised. However, they quickly understand. They were fighting an evil spirit not the cowardly Sixth Prince and thus it was only natural they could not kill him in one move.

As they began to channel genuine Qi to unleash a martial technique, they observe Long Fengxian flip in the air as he landed on the ground gracefully.

Then they heard him sighed and spat a single word…

"Kneel!"

At the instance he said that, a powerful force penetrated Old third and the sturdy man as their legs turned feeble until they kneel heavily to the ground with bowed heads.

As he spectated the two men kneeling in front of him, he shook his head and sighed, "In every era, I stand atop, yet weaklings like you dare not to kneel to the king? How presumptuous!"