Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 786: Emperor Lin Tian

"If I were you, I wouldn't set foot on this stone bridge in the middle."

The calm voice of Qinchuan resonated, immediately drawing the attention of everyone present.

Emperor Lin Tian also halted his steps, his gaze fixed intently on Qinchuan.

He said nothing, seemingly awaiting Qinchuan to continue.

Qinchuan transformed into a streak of flowing light, crossing the void to arrive by Emperor Lin Tian's side, and spoke unhurriedly, "The bridge in the middle is called the Demon Suppressing Bridge, and the puppet here has been refined from a pure-blooded lesser demon."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Emperor Lin Tian's eyes, not understanding how Qinchuan knew this.

Emperor Lin Tian eventually spoke, "Just now, more than ten Great Emperors attempted to cross the three bridges, and only Emperor Haofeng endured for an hour on this middle bridge. On the other bridges, many Great Emperors lasted at most a quarter of an hour before succumbing, which is enough to demonstrate the least danger lies with this middle bridge."

Qinchuan shook his head and said,

"You're mistaken, the strength of the Tomb Guardian Puppets on these three bridges is the same; there is no high or low. Some people last longer while others fall rapidly, and some can even endure for an hour. This is entirely due to the compatibility and incompatibility of cultivation techniques and Divine Physiques.

As stated before, the guardian of the middle bridge is a puppet refined from the Demon Race, therefore, the Divine Skills it employs must be related to those of the Demon Race.

If my guess is correct, the Emperor Haofeng you mentioned must practice Divine Skills of the demon-suppressing kind or possess magical treasures capable of exorcism."

Emperor Lin Tian's pupils contracted sharply upon hearing this.

Qinchuan was right; he knew Emperor Haofeng all too well. One of the magical treasures he commonly used was a Divine Artifact named the Nine Thunder Demon-Slaying Saber.

This saber exerted significant suppression on beings with demon bloodline on ordinary days.

Qinchuan then continued, "Therefore, if I were you, you should choose the bridge on the far right, where a Tomb Guardian Puppet refined from the Demon Race is stationed. With your Lin Tian Sect's Lin Suppressing Demon Suppressing Palm to fend off enemies, you might be able to last an hour or two."

"How do you know!"

Emperor Lin Tian's heart shook once more, and a sharp gleam shot from his eyes, "The Lin Suppressing Demon Suppressing Palm is a top-secret technique within my Lin Tian Sect, unknown to anyone except the Great Elders and the Sect Master. Even the most core disciples have no access to it; how could you know?"

"Heh heh, it may be a top-secret for all of you, but for this young master, it's nothing more than a common thing."

Qinchuan spoke indifferently, not mentioning to Emperor Lin Tian that the Lin Suppressing Demon Suppressing Palm was originally imparted to the Lin Tian Sect ancestors by him.

Qinchuan changed the subject, "By the way, how is that old fellow, Lin Zhantian? If he has not broken through his shackles to ascend to the Upper Realm, he should be due for burial by now according to the calendar."

"You... you know our ancestor?" Emperor Lin Tian grew more and more astonished, his expression increasingly filled with shock.

He now found himself engulfed in the same confusion as Ling Fei. In his conversation with Qinchuan just now, he had secretly cycled his qi in an attempt to discern Qinchuan's true nature, confirming that Qinchuan was indeed no more than thirty years old, with a cultivation level only at the Supreme Saint Early Stage.

But how could a Supreme Saint Early Stage cultivator know the secret divine techniques of his Lin Tian Sect, even aware of the old ancestor Lin Zhantian?

"Could it be, this is an existence beyond my comprehension?

That shouldn't be, while one can conceal their strength, the physical body cannot lie. Judging by his bones and age, he cannot be over thirty years old. What on earth is going on..."

Cultivators at the Emperor Realm, when close enough and if the other party does not use their spiritual power, can see through the state of the opponent's physical body, and thus infer their age based on the condition of their bones.

"Could it be that an existence from the Upper Realm can even deceive us regarding their physical body and bones?!"

The thought occurred to Emperor Lin Tian that this young man before him was the same one who had slain dozens of Divine Envoys in Nanchi Continent, daring to oppose the many powerful beings of the Upper Realm. His origins, evidently, were far from simple.

"Right! This physical body must be fake as well! This person is definitely not a native of the Divine Wilderness, must be a senior from the Upper Realm!"

With this thought, Emperor Lin Tian was suddenly shocked and respectfully replied, "Reporting to my senior, our ancestor indeed doesn't have much time left. He began his life-and-death retreat ten years ago, and whether he can make the step to ascend to the Upper Realm will be decided in one fell swoop."

"I see," Qinchuan nodded, "Since we have met here, it must be fate. After you go back, if that old man fails in his retreat, tell him to go to the Dongju Continent where I will grant him another opportunity."

Emperor Lin Tian had already guessed what the opportunity Qinchuan mentioned was and was overjoyed, "Yes, Lin Tian will definitely relay the message accurately to the ancestor!"

"Alright, we can reminisce another time. First, let's deal with this Three Lives Bridge guardian puppet," Qinchuan said.

"Does senior have a method to break the formation?"

Originally, Emperor Lin Tian had prepared to force his way across the stone bridge because he had no choice. Now with Qinchuan, such an extraordinary being present, he naturally listened to Qinchuan's commands for all actions.

"The three guardian puppets of the Three Lives Bridge constrain each other. To defeat them, they must all be taken down simultaneously. If only one is defeated, the puppet will quickly reform, and crossing the bridge will be impossible," explained Qinchuan.

"Defeat the three puppets at the same time?! To date, not a single powerful cultivator who has defeated the puppets exists. Where can one find three individuals to simultaneously defeat three puppets?!" Emperor Lin Tian shook his head.

"No need to worry, just wait for me a moment. I'll be right back," Qinchuan assured.

Having said that, Qinchuan moved swiftly, rushing deep into the central stone bridge.

"What's that kid doing?"

The crowd from afar, originally watching Qinchuan and Emperor Lin Tian communicate in a quiet discussion, assumed that Emperor Lin Tian was going to attempt the stone bridge.

Unexpectedly, they suddenly saw Qinchuan charging towards the stone bridge, leaving them perplexed.

"More than ten emperors have fallen inside, isn't this Supreme Saint Early Stage just marching towards his death?"

"Even though the guardian monster in the middle bridge is the weakest, none of the emperors have made it across, yet this guy is striding in so brashly, he clearly doesn't know what death is!"

"Perhaps he just wants to show off in front of Emperor Lin Tian?!" guessed a cultivator.

"Hmph, even if he wants to show off, he should pick the right moment, shouldn't he? In this clearly doomed situation, why not wait for the emperor-level powerhouses to resolve the trouble before making a move?"

"Hmph, didn't I say so earlier, he's clashed with that entity in there! This guy is definitely doomed!"

At that moment, the crowd sensed a titanic battle taking place on the stone bridge.

"This scale is quite significant; to be able to battle for so long against that terrifying being, the kid does have some skill," they remarked.

"What good are skills if one lacks self-awareness? Sooner or later, he will die on the path of cultivation!"

While the crowd was discussing, the depths of the stone bridge quieted down, signaling that the battle had concluded.

From the start of the battle to its end, the whole event lasted only a dozen or so breaths in time.

"He sought neither the road to heaven nor the door to hell, yet he barged in recklessly!"

The many cultivators shook their heads, puzzled by Qinchuan's seemingly suicidal action.

But the next moment, the crowd suddenly noticed a figure emerging from the other end of the stone bridge, hurtling towards them.