Martial Peak - Rise Of The Human Emperor-Chapter 69: The Heaven’s Cave Inheritance

Meng Wu Ya's gaze sharpened as he hovered mid-air, his ancient eyes locking onto the massive dragon and phoenix forms circling above. "A Beast Soul?" he muttered, his voice low, laced with awe and wariness. These weren't ordinary Monster Beasts. They were the pinnacle of all beasts—the Dragon and the Phoenix. Even in death, the soul of such legendary creatures could persist in the world, awaiting the moment for rebirth.

However, as Meng Wu Ya scrutinized them, his brow furrowed. No matter how deeply he probed with his divine sense, he couldn't feel any spiritual presence from these awe-inspiring creatures. They weren't souls—they were constructs.

"They're not living. Not even remnants," he said to himself. "They're... pure energy."

Indeed, what hovered before him were not beast souls, but massive manifestations of condensed energy—elemental forces molded by ancient techniques into the forms of a dragon and a phoenix. Their bodies blazed with fire and shimmered with frost, coalesced from the dense Yuan Qi of heaven and earth.

"This place..." Meng Wu Ya scanned the ground beneath him with grave focus. There, roughly seventy meters below the surface, a hidden cave lay exposed. It had clearly been sealed, but the earlier battle must have shattered the restriction that guarded it, causing the energies within to erupt into the sky.

Even Meng Wu Ya—who had walked across thousands of battlefields and stood at the peak of Immortal Ascension—had not anticipated such a find.

Below, the Bloody Battle Gang members stood frozen, eyes wide, necks craned upwards as they gawked at the divine beast projections. Their expressions were blank, a mixture of awe and confusion. Not one among them appeared to recognize the cave or the phenomenon above.

"They didn't know," Meng Wu Ya concluded. "They had no idea this cave existed."

As he considered the implications, the fire-red dragon and ice-blue phoenix began to spin in unison, spiraling toward each other in mid-air. Their energies twined, mingling together in a dazzling dance of fire and frost, creating a visual spectacle that painted the sky with brilliance.

Yet from this beauty, an aura of dread spilled out.

The temperature warped wildly, alternating between scorching heat and bitter cold. The sheer force of it made even Meng Wu Ya instinctively retreat several meters.

"Back!" Hu Man bellowed, forcing his experts to fall back immediately.

Meng Wu Ya too took a step back, his expression solemn. Even he could not withstand this level of raw energy—it wasn't just an attack, it was a deterrent. A guardian's warning.

Suddenly, the dragon let out a roar that split the heavens. The phoenix followed with a majestic cry that echoed across the land. The resulting resonance struck everyone's eardrums like a hammer. Some among the weaker cultivators bled from their ears.

Yet, to the more superstitious, the phenomenon seemed like a celestial sign—an omen of fortune.

The two divine forms circled a few more times before plunging down into the cave from whence they came. The moment they disappeared into the darkness, a deep rumble echoed from below. The earth quaked violently as a second wave of Yuan Qi exploded outward.

This time, the energy was even more potent.

A pillar of light burst from the cave entrance, shooting into the sky like a beacon. For a moment, the entire mining site was bathed in radiant light, almost as if a second sun had emerged.

And then... stillness.

The light slowly faded. The trembling ground settled. The intense Yuan Qi dissipated, and the air returned to calm.

Hovering in the sky, Meng Wu Ya stared down at the cave with a look of reverence and disbelief. His voice trembled as he muttered, "The Heaven's Cave Inheritance?"

Excitement surged through him, uncontainable and electric. His body moved forward of its own accord, drawn by the allure of ancient secrets and unimaginable power.

"This... this is it!" he declared inwardly. "This is truly a Heaven's Cave Inheritance!"

Now, at the mouth of the cave, a translucent light barrier had formed roughly thirty-three meters above the entrance. Mysterious runes shimmered along its surface—an ancient language long forgotten by the world.

"How can this be?" Meng Wu Ya whispered, eyes wide. "A Heaven's Cave Inheritance in a place like this? Am I dreaming?"

Heaven's Cave Inheritances were extremely rare, born only when a cultivator of unfathomable strength—one who had surpassed the Transcendent Realm and walked the path of a god—chose to leave behind their legacy upon death. These sacred grounds were more than just treasure troves; they were repositories of cultivation techniques, experiences, and powerful artifacts. Sometimes, multiple cultivators perished together, creating an even greater inheritance.

To obtain such a legacy was to inherit the path to godhood itself.

Unsurprisingly, the Bloody Battle Gang's experts were beside themselves with excitement. They had stumbled upon buried fortune beyond imagination. For a moment, Hu Man's heart soared. If they could seize this inheritance, their sect might rise to unprecedented heights.

But that fleeting hope was tempered by reality.

The battle earlier had shaken the heavens. The neighboring sects—Storm House and High Heaven Pavilion—were certainly aware by now. There was no way the Bloody Battle Gang could monopolize the inheritance.

If they tried, they would invite a siege.

Knowing this, Hu Man gritted his teeth and barked, "Go! Now!"

Ten of the Bloody Battle Gang's top experts shot toward the cave entrance, eyes gleaming with greed. They dared not waste time.

They moved warily, keeping an eye on Meng Wu Ya, unsure if he would intervene. But the old master merely sneered, his lips curled in mockery.

"Fools," he muttered.

The ten experts struck the light barrier with all their might—but instead of breaking, it rippled like rubber, sending them flying backwards with powerful recoil. They landed with grunts of pain and stunned expressions.

"What happened?" Hu Man muttered, stepping forward to try it himself.

The moment he touched the barrier, a similar force threw him back.

He scrambled to his feet, flustered, turning his gaze toward Meng Wu Ya—whose knowing smirk deepened.

Hu Man cupped his fists and bowed slightly, humbling himself. "Senior, may I ask... what is wrong with this Heaven's Cave Inheritance?"

Meng Wu Ya scoffed. "Are you blind? Can't you see the words on the barrier?"

Indeed, etched into the translucent light was a single phrase, burning with faint light:

"Only the destined one may enter."

Before Hu Man could respond, the sound of fluttering robes approached from the distance.

A shadow fell over the area as five figures descended from the sky—elders of the High Heaven Pavilion, led by none other than Wei Xitong.

Moments later, another group arrived—elders from Storm House, under the leadership of Xiao Ruohan.

As expected, the other sects had come.

Wei Xitong and Xiao Ruohan both scanned the site, their eyes lighting up with greedy anticipation as they saw the glowing barrier.

Hu Man growled, "This is Bloody Battle Gang territory! What gives you the right to intrude?"

Xiao Ruohan chuckled, his voice smooth as silk. "Come now, Hu Master. We've been neighbors for centuries. When we heard something strange had happened here, we simply came to check on your safety. After all, as old friends, we must look out for each other. Don't you agree, Elder Wei?"

Wei Xitong nodded with a faint smile. "Naturally. Besides, with such a dangerous treasure involved, your sect alone might find it difficult to handle. Why not let us help you explore it?"

Hu Man's face turned an ugly shade. "Help? You mean take a share of our fortune?"

"I mean prevent unnecessary casualties," Wei Xitong said, voice cool. "This isn't a matter to tackle with brute force alone."

Hu Man clenched his fists, trying to hold back his fury. "This restriction is part of our mine! If even we can't enter, what makes you think you can?"

Suddenly, Meng Wu Ya's cold voice cut through the rising tension. "I will explain the restriction."

Hu Man froze. Bitterly, he stepped aside.

Xiao Ruohan smiled, clearly amused. "We should all calm down. There is plenty to discuss."

And discuss they would.

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From all directions, cultivators surged like a tidal wave toward the mining area. Whether they came from nearby sects or distant towns like Black Wind Trade City, none could ignore the awe-inspiring vision of the Dragon and Phoenix dancing through the skies. Though many didn't understand what had happened, they all instinctively knew—something extraordinary had occurred.

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Among the crowd, a young man moved quietly, eyes half-lowered, expression unreadable.

Yang Kai.

Unlike the others who were driven by curiosity or greed, Yang Kai's heart was calm. Beneath that calm, however, a quiet flame flickered.

The vision of the Dragon and Phoenix had struck a chord deep within him. It was too symbolic, too aligned with the things he vaguely remembered from... elsewhere.

Caves sealed with divine beasts. Inheritances hidden away, waiting for destiny's chosen. The weak swept into the tides of fate, only to rise when the world least expected.

It was the kind of moment that changed everything.

He didn't know how, or when, but somehow... he would be part of it.

As the crowd thickened and the light from the cave pulsed like a beating heart, Yang Kai lifted his gaze slightly.

The Heaven's Cave Inheritance... 

He clenched his fist silently.

It had begun.

End of Volume 1 

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