Chapter 120: Chapter 120
A trace of panic finally appeared in the previously indifferent eyes of the old monk.
What kind of monstrous genius is this— to reconnect a road that had been shattered for all eternity?
From this day forth, with the reappearance of the Emperor’s Path, all emperors across the myriad realms who wished to walk it… would owe him an immense debt.
Even those who were pioneers upon the Emperor’s Path— even the Four Sovereign Emperors— would now have to view him as an equal in imperial bearing, observe him, and respect him.
He had reopened a path for all future emperors.
He had blazed a trail anew!
“You must die today!!”
A boiling fury of killing intent surged in the old monk’s heart.
If Su Zheng did not die now, then the Western Buddhist Kingdom would one day suffer catastrophic calamity because of him!
In that instant, the monk discarded all pretense of composure.
A Vajra Pestle appeared in his hand.
The three suns above him quickly merged into one.
He charged down from the heavens—
With no restraint, no hesitation.
“Today, I give my body… to sever karma!!”
He roared, seeking to bury this emperor forever.
A self-sacrificing strike from a third-tier Sun Veiling powerhouse— even the heavens and earth trembled under its force.
Even if Su Zheng had reopened the Emperor’s Path, he was still no match for this blow.
All laws, imperial aura, and national fate were disintegrating under it.
They had just borne witness to an emperor unlike any seen in ancient or modern times— and now… they were about to witness that same emperor’s tragic fall.
What crushing sorrow!
If only he had time… they believed Su Zheng could suppress and slay all threats in this world!
“Hahahaha!!! You old thing, you’re scared!!”
“You’re afraid I’ll really destroy your Buddhism!”
“Afraid that in the future, I’ll march my armies on your Buddhist Kingdom!! Hahahaha!!! A dignified sealed king—scared stiff!!”
Facing the monk’s suicidal strike, Su Zheng laughed wildly.
But the old monk remained silent— because Su Zheng was right.
A crack had even formed in his supposedly unwavering Buddha heart.
In all the long ages of history, who had ever seen such a monstrous talent— one who could prop up the Emperor’s Path with a single hand, and forcibly restore a severed Dao?
If such a monster were allowed to grow… then Buddhism would face a great calamity.
“Alas… in the end, I have failed the Patriarch…”
Su Zheng whispered in his heart.
Under the self-sacrificing blow of a Sun Veiling powerhouse, even he had no chance of survival.
But as an emperor, he held his head high, radiant in bearing— his body may die, but the heart of the emperor could not perish!
“After Your Majesty’s death, this humble monk shall recite the Rebirth Sutra for you three thousand times…”
The old monk finally spoke, as if, in the next moment, this emperor would vanish beneath his palm.
Yet the very next moment—
A cold, emotionless voice slowly rang out from the sky.
The voice wasn’t loud, but it made all beings bow their heads— even the suns lost their radiance.
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A figure instantly appeared before the old monk.
With a single punch— the Heaven-grade treasure Vajra Pestle shattered in an instant!
The old monk’s soul almost fled in terror.
He tried to form a seal with one hand— but the other’s speed was faster!
With a flash of cold light, blood sprayed across the sky— his arm was torn clean off!
Buddha-blood filled the heavens.
A pain beyond description rose in his heart, but before he could even scream—
A massive palm unhesitatingly slapped across his face!
A primal, barbaric force erupted.
It exploded the monk’s mouth, leaving him unable even to scream.
“So eloquent, so reasonable, so noisy— then that mouth… is no longer needed.”
“The Western Buddhist Kingdom, huh… suppressing national fate?”
“What kind of thing are you?”
“Where did you get your courage?”
“From the Buddha? A bodhisattva?”
“Or the ‘Great Buddha’ you revere?”
A man in plain, unadorned clothing grasped the monk’s bald head— his voice cold, cruel.
A dignified sealed king, was like a mangy dog in this man’s grasp— utterly pitiful.
Su Zheng’s eyes lit up upon seeing the man.
It was none other than Su Zhou!
Today, he wore not his usual black robe, but a set of extremely simple garments.
Somehow, they looked familiar.
“Don’t let your filthy blood stain my family’s ancestral robes.”
Su Zhou’s voice was icy.
He slammed the monk into the ground.
A tremendous force drove the monk deep into the earth.
“That’s… the ancestral robe!!”
Hearing Su Zhou’s words, Su Zheng suddenly realized— this robe…
The ancestral robe— worn only during monumental events in the family.
It held no divine powers, no laws.
The fabric was just coarse linen— but seeing Su Zhou wear it here—
This emperor, who stood at the edge of Emperor Mountain, who reopened the Emperor’s Path, who faced life and death unflinching— couldn’t help but tremble slightly with emotion.
The ancestral robe, passed down through the Su Family since its founding— was only worn by the patriarch in times of great merit or catastrophe.
Since Su Zhou became the patriarch, he had worn it only twice.
Once—when he succeeded the position of family leader.
The second—when the family migrated to a blessed land.
And now, a third time— he wore it to attend a junior’s Fengshan Ceremony.
At that moment, Su Zheng’s heart was filled with fervor.
He had thought the path of an emperor he walked was a mere side road in the patriarch’s eyes— not worthy of notice.
But unexpectedly, the patriarch had donned the ancestral robe— the highest possible recognition and affirmation!
“I’m a bit late— this robe requires a few formalities, as you know…”
Su Zhou’s voice was warm.
Su Zheng quickly shook his head.
“For the family leader to come— there’s no such thing as late!! Never late!!”
At that moment, all the ministers below were already dumbfounded.
They had always known their emperor hailed from the Su Family.
They had watched the rise of Su Family like a flash of lightning— backed by unfathomable power.
But they never imagined— that the Su Family’s patriarch… was this terrifying.
To kill a Sun Veiling powerhouse— as easily as slaughtering a chicken or a dog!
That was a sealed king— a being who had mastered the laws and wielded Dao Rhythms!
Who could imagine just how powerful the Su Family’s patriarch truly was?!
In truth, Su Zhou had already arrived at Mount Tai.
But when Su Zheng stepped into Moon Grasping Realm and triggered the family-wide empowerment, his own cultivation also advanced into Sun Veiling.
With his realm unstable, he had remained in the void refining the great suns— which delayed him slightly.
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Listening to the system prompts in his ear, Su Zhou looked toward Su Zheng.
He saw that Su Zheng’s destiny aptitude had already evolved— into red grade.
It seemed that unifying an empire and expanding territory could indeed raise aptitude.
But to go even further… would be unimaginably difficult.
“You’ve restored the Emperor’s Path.”
“In the future, you’ll step across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths—go forward boldly.”
“The Su Family… is your strongest backing!”
Su Zheng looked at him with deep gratitude.
He was merely a side branch— a mayfly in chaotic times.
But thanks to the patriarch’s trust, he had seized such a great opportunity, and made it this far— all because the patriarch held up the sky for him.
Who says an emperor has no one behind him?
When an emperor turns around— if the patriarch still stands there— then even an empire… can declare war on the heavens.
“Patriarch, please bestow upon me an imperial title!!”
Su Zheng suddenly spoke solemnly.
After a Fengshan Ceremony, one could receive an imperial title from the Heavenly Dao.
But Su Zheng did not want that.
In all the world— only one man was worthy to name him!
“You’ve revived the Emperor’s Path.”
“You’ve reshaped the destiny of nations.”
“For the emperors of all ages, you’ve continued this road…”
“You shall be the First.”
“And the first is the beginning.”
“Thus, your imperial title shall be— First Emperor.”