The Human Emperor

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

“!!!”

Even though Wang Chong had prepared himself for something like this, he still mentally shuddered when he heard himself being called ‘Destiny Body 10’.

At the time of Xuanyuan, more than one thousand years ago, only two people, including Xuanyuan himself, had transmigrated to this world through the Stone of Destiny. How had Xuanyuan known that Wang Chong would come here? And how would he know that it would be exactly number 10?

Or had Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan been so much stronger than him that, at the final moment, he had seen something through the Stone of Destiny and predicted the future?

Wang Chong’s mind was in turmoil, but he didn’t have much time to think. A moment later, that imposing figure in the light began to move, those deep and majestic eyes settling on his body, seemingly smiling. Meanwhile, his other hand also rose several inches off the armrest.

Buzz!

A moment later, a ball of concentrated Psychic Energy broke out of Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan’s body and into Wang Chong’s.

Wang Chong’s vision went dark. At the last moment, he saw two much smaller balls of Psychic Energy flying into the bodies of Master Guangcheng and Little Nightmare.

His vision was dark for what felt like an eternity. Suddenly, a point of light appeared in the darkness, and a calm and resounding voice began to speak into Wang Chong’s mind.

“We have similar experiences, and a similar destiny…”

As that voice spoke, the light in front of Wang Chong began to expand. Wang Chong was soon able to make out a figure in the light, a young man of sixteen or seventeen. He wore a white shirt and long pants, and he had the aura of the modern era that Wang Chong was familiar with around him, but Wang Chong could not determine exactly which era he had come from.

“I don’t know which era you came from, but just like me, I’m sure that you also came to like this era and grow fond of those people who treated us with sincerity.”

A moment later, the youth turned into a stream of light and vanished into the belly of a pregnant young woman who was traveling through the mountains.

Wang Chong saw that baby be born, flailing around his limbs, saw him happily smile, saw that young woman whose hair was disheveled but whose face had a hallowed light as she gleefully embraced the infant, playing with him and singing to him.

At that moment, Wang Chong understood that he was watching Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan’s life in this world.

Wang Chong watched as the infant grew up, turning from a young and tender child to a vigorous and heroic youth. He watched as the youth practiced martial arts, agile as a monkey as he moved across the mountains like they were flat land.

More and more people appeared at his side. They hunted together, joked around together, sat around the fire, fought and bled for each other, fighting enemy after enemy… Wang Chong saw that youth laugh and cry, saw him walk through a crowd of well-wishers as his coming-of-age ceremony was held…

All of these were very ordinary scenes of life with nothing too special about them, but Wang Chong could not help but be indescribably moved.

He was right. They had similar experiences and a similar destiny. When he first descended to this world, he had felt an intense sense of alienation, treating everything in front of him like a game. It was only at the final moment, when those people died for him, that he was suddenly awakened. The people he had hurt were his family, friends, and brothers, all living people who had treated him with utmost sincerity.

They were his family!

This was why he had appeared, why he feared no danger, why he did his utmost against any opponent he faced and toppled them.

“This is their world, and it is our world. For the people we loved, I was willing to give my all, to accept my duty. This is both a mission and a responsibility.”

Xuanyuan’s voice continued to resound in Wang Chong’s mind. A moment later, Wang Chong saw a little head peeking out from soft and loose earth, timidly examining its surroundings.

Upon seeing that little figure, Wang Chong almost broke into laughter.

Little Nightmare!

This should have been Little Nightmare in its younger years, its first meeting with Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan.

As expected, Wang Chong soon saw a youth come in from the side, reach out with an arm, and snatch Little Nightmare out of the earth.

Little Nightmare flailed its legs around and struggled while the youth laughed.

Wang Chong noticed that this youth was not of the same age as the Xuanyuan he had seen earlier. He immediately understood that this was a different period of his life. That man seemed to want to impart something to him.

As expected, he soon heard that familiar voice in his ear.

“Little Nightmare is my pet, and it is also my friend. It accompanied me as I grew up, and is an extremely important member of my family!”

As that sorrowful voice spoke, Wang Chong saw those memories of a man and a beast playing on the plains, watched as the young Little Nightmare went from fear and estrangement toward the Yellow Emperor to climbing on his body and stealing his food. The relationship between man and beast grew deeper and deeper.

Little Nightmare would bare its teeth and attack for the youth, and the youth’s eyes would turn red from fury when Little Nightmare was injured.

For countless days and nights, they were the best of companions, the best of friends. They trusted each other with their lives and could cast aside everything else to fight for each other.

“I did not tell Little Nightmare many things, nor could I tell it. Knowing too much would not necessarily be a good thing for it. I left the Xuanyuan Sword in the cave to guide it to finding you. If my guess is right, it has been more than one thousand years since we last met.

“I entrust Little Nightmare to you,” the voice said in sorrow.

In the darkness, Wang Chong watched as Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan banished Little Nightmare into the bottomless abyss. Upon that face revered by so many people, Wang Chong saw pain, reluctance, and deep helplessness.

Wang Chong recalled the memories he had obtained from Little Nightmare’s mind long ago, and at that moment, Wang Chong understood.

Xuanyuan had not truly wanted to banish Little Nightmare. Wang Chong was sure that he had already noticed something.

Be at ease. I will protect it, Wang Chong vowed.

…Even though that man could no longer hear his answer.

“I have one last matter to speak of. Our Stones of Destiny were not complete. Only by gathering all the fragments and completing the Stone of Destiny can the ultimate truth be revealed, will one have the strength to alter destiny. No matter what, you cannot let Heaven get the Stone of Destiny!” the Yellow Emperor solemnly said. Wang Chong saw that Yellow Emperor turn from a youth into the man he had seen on the throne.

“Heaven is the world’s greatest criminal, the source of all disaster. The Celestial Palace is an important part of his plan. Although Heaven tricked me into the Celestial Palace, this made me realize his scheme.

“Heaven wants to control the entire world. If he succeeds, the Celestial Palace’s power will seep into every inch of the world, and everything will be as he wills. He will dominate the human world and make everything go as he desires, altering and even wiping away human history. All living beings will become his puppets and playthings. When the time comes, humans will really be nothing more than ants. Heaven wishes to construct a true Celestial Domain, and he will be the only Celestial Emperor!”

“What?!”

Wang Chong was aghast at the Yellow Emperor’s words.

The Celestial Palace could alter memories. Wang Chong knew about this. He even knew that the Celestial Palace could control the actions of millions of people. But Wang Chong had never known that the Celestial Palace had the power to control the entire human world.

Moreover, Master Guangcheng had said that Heaven wanted to offer many humans as a blood sacrifice to maintain his immortality and repair the Celestial Palace. But Wang Chong had not realized that ‘repair’ meant crafting the Celestial Palace into an ultimate ritual tool that could control the entire human world.

But how was that possible?!

Though he was shocked, Wang Chong knew that this man would not lie.

“At the final moment, I knew that I would not be able to leave this place, so I joined together with all the people at my side and created this world in the depths of the Celestial Palace, suppressing its core and preventing Heaven from carrying out his plan. But all energy has its limits. When you came inside, it meant that the energy I left behind will not be able to suppress the core for much longer.

“The Celestial Palace must be destroyed. If it is allowed to persist, Heaven will finally be able to realize his desires and turn the entire world into his plaything, everyone becoming his slave. You can absorb my energy and the Stone of Destiny I left behind. These will be of assistance to you. In addition, I can only buy you three days of time. No matter what, you cannot let Heaven succeed.

“Everything depends on you! You are the most unique of us all. I look forward to seeing everything end at your hands!”

The lights and images faded away. At the final moment, Wang Chong saw Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan looking at him with eyes that were brimming with hope.

Buzz!

Wang Chong’s mind returned to his body, and he once more saw the Celestial Emperor Palace, Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan’s body, and Master Guangcheng and Little Nightmare standing by it.

While Wang Chong was reading through Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan’s memories, Little Nightmare and Master Guangcheng had also seemingly finished with the memories the Yellow Emperor had left for them.

“Little Grass, Little Grass, I shouldn’t have left your side…”

Wang Chong saw Little Nightmare lying on the Yellow Emperor’s body and weeping.

Though he didn’t know what memories the Yellow Emperor had left for Little Nightmare, seeing this, Wang Chong understood that Little Nightmare probably understood the truth. In the end, the Yellow Emperor had used his own methods to save it.

Nearby, Master Guangcheng had his head raised, his eyes closed. But Wang Chong could see the two lines of tears leaking out from his tightly-shut eyes and flowing down his cheeks.

A man did not easily cry, unless his heart had been broken. At times, silent tears were even more heart-wrenching than loud wails.

“Disciple, go in peace. Your master will avenge you!” Master Guangcheng muttered.

“Hahaha!”

At this moment, loud laughter resounded through the Celestial Emperor Palace. Before anyone had time to react, the Celestial Emperor Palace shuddered, and with a massive boom, a terrifying energy collided against the palace like a meteor.