Man is in the heavens, parasites are born

Chapter 203 The Former Immortal Emperor
Hearing this voice, Fang Ming was still startled, even though he was somewhat prepared.

He didn't notice at all!
Looking in the direction of the sound, he instantly saw a black jar hanging not far from him, emitting a hazy, dark light and possessing an indescribable ominous aura.

The black jar is covered with many intricate and complex patterns, which have a similar aura to the runes on the original true explanation, but are more complex and mysterious.

“Strange, I don’t remember the ‘me’ of the past forging two Primal Gates. Back then, when the Great Luo Sword Embryo was melted down by that monstrous man, the Primal Gates were clearly taken away by him.” A somewhat puzzled voice came from the black jar.

Then, Fang Ming felt a gaze fall on him. This gaze was not malicious, but rather curious.

"You..." Then, a surprised voice came from the black jar, "Something's wrong with you, something's strange about you, the cause and effect are intertwined... Interesting, very interesting, I see traces of that monstrous person, you and he have a seemingly unrelated connection..."

Hearing the voice coming from the black jar, Fang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the real body hadn't appeared here, otherwise he would have really noticed something amiss.

Although the Primordial Immortal Emperor's dark side wasn't truly completely dark and evil to the extreme, it's hard to say whether he would actually realize that he was an outsider outside the Dao.

Moreover, he was gambling, gambling that the Primordial Immortal Emperor, who was currently in the heavens and near the Calamity Land, had already set his sights on this place.

His true form is not afraid of anything, after all, he was once a person who cared about the world and was also a Heavenly Emperor, capable of blocking a strange black hole with his own body.

The dark side is ultimately a manifestation of the true dark spirit; it's best to be cautious.

Before Fang Ming could say anything, the black earthenware pot rang out with a surprised voice: "Not of this life, not of the next life, not of the past... I cannot even see your origins..."

"Unfortunately, the sealing of my true self has significantly reduced the strength I can unleash; otherwise, perhaps I could have verified my conjecture." A regretful voice came from the dark jar.

At this moment, Fang Ming looked at the pitch-black jar and said, "Senior has already figured out my origins?"

Laughter came from inside the jar. He said, "What's so hard to guess? Since they are not people of this era, nor of the past, nor of the future, combined with another primordial gate, they must be people from other time and space."

"I once considered exploring other timelines, but unfortunately, I had only just become an Immortal Emperor and hadn't even had time to stabilize my realm when I was ambushed by two eerie Immortal Emperors from the eerie race, who corrupted me with the strongest ancestral true blood from the source of the eerie race." A voice sighed from inside the jar.

“Senior’s guess is correct, I am indeed from another time and space.” Fang Ming thought to himself and readily agreed.

As for the rest, we'll talk about it when the original Immortal Emperor senses the awakening of the dark side.

"Other timelines... While the future may have endless changes, endless differentiations and derivations, it ultimately belongs to the same timeline. For the Immortal Emperor, there is no strict past or future, only his own past and future!" A voice sighed from the jar, "...This boundless universe is far more wondrous than I imagined. It seems that even the path of sacrifice is not necessarily the end!"

Then, Fang Ming felt a gaze fall on him again, followed by a voice from the black jar: "You brought the Primal Gate here, so it seems you know a lot, and you have too many karmic connections with that great evil man."

"Not long ago, the power of the strange race vanished in a flash, and then I had to come back to life... Originally, I didn't intend to get involved in karma or hold a grudge against anyone, but you activated the Primal Gate and disturbed me. Even so, I originally just came out of curiosity and didn't intend to hold anything against you..." A contemplative voice came from the jar.

He said, "Hmm... It's because you have too many karmic entanglements with that ruthless man. If I don't take action against you, I would be letting down my dark true form that he killed in the past!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ming realized something was wrong. The dark side of the Primordial Immortal Emperor had already been resurrected for a while, yet his true self hadn't sensed it yet.

"Moreover, when I arrived here just now, I actually saw someone who looked very much like that fierce man." At this moment, a cold, eerie voice came from the black jar, saying, "I also observed him for a while, and not only did he look like him, but he also had a slight resemblance to that invincible demeanor."

"This truly infuriates me. As a member of the Celestial Emperor realm, death is merely a special state." The dark jar trembled, emanating a faint, helpless voice, saying, "In the state of death, I cultivated my mind and body, believing that nothing in this world could stir my emotions anymore, until I saw you..."

"As a true spirit of darkness, the fact that I have endured until now is already a testament to my composure..." A chilling voice echoed from the dark jar.

In an instant, dark mist swirled around the black jar, accompanied by a spreading dark light, as if the whole world was about to collapse and perish!

But at that very moment, a faint sigh emanated from the unknown void, from beyond the world, from an unknowable place.

“I told you back then that if you could completely eradicate the darkness and undergo a transformation, then you and I would become one and achieve astonishing Dao results. It wouldn’t be impossible for us to reach the level of the Dao of Sacrifice. But now it seems that you still cannot completely let go and eradicate the darkness.”

In an instant, the churning black mist solidified, the dark light stopped spreading, and the collapsing world was restored to its original state, as if everything had frozen in time.

Even Fang Ming felt as if he had become a person in the painting, returning to the scroll.

As the voice appeared, Fang Ming recovered and returned to normal.

"You..." A slightly annoyed voice came from inside the dark jar, "You really do regard me as a beacon of return. You weren't lost in the heavens at all. Upon awakening, you already sensed this realm, didn't you!?"

"I have never regarded you as a beacon of my return. You are me. How could I regard myself as a beacon? That is unnecessary!" The voice rang out softly, with a hint of laughter.

"Nonsense! You must have secretly left a contingency plan when you cut me down, which is why you've managed to control me now. Otherwise, separated by the Sea of ​​Heaven and the Sea of ​​Sacrifice, even with your great advancement in cultivation, you wouldn't be able to unleash your power on this realm!" A rebuking voice came from the dark jar, somewhat annoyed. Beyond the Heavens, there was an inexplicably boundless ocean, the Sea of ​​Worlds, its scale exceeding the limits of imagination. It wasn't a fragmented Great Thousand World, but rather a true and complete Great Thousand World.

There, time and space overlap, there is a vast world group that surpasses the Great Thousand Worlds, and there are indescribable special terrains, with the Great Dao Abyss forming a unique existence.

Beyond the plateau lies an even more vast and eerie sacrificial sea, a place composed of a great realm sacrificed with blood, a secluded abyss, and unknowable perilous lands—the sacrificial ground of the Immortal Emperor.

There is also the cursed land of the strange race, an indescribable and extremely evil place that ordinary creatures cannot even imagine, filled with endless dangers.

The creature within the black jar concluded that my true self was currently wandering aimlessly outside the plateau and beyond the land of Evil, separated by an immeasurable distance, and even outside the same space-time. To project my power over here would be extremely difficult.

The seal of that great villain still remains in the heavens!

"Really? If you weren't me, how would you know all this? I'm the one who came to this heaven, and above heaven, there's the land of calamity where I wage war!" the voice said with a laugh.

Suddenly, the dark jar trembled and fell silent.

"We've come this far, why are you still holding a grudge? What's the point?" The voice that came from nowhere sounded somewhat helpless.

"I'm just furious. Seeing that face again, with its similar charm, makes it hard for me, who has just been resurrected, to calm down..." A helpless voice came from the dark jar.

The dark jar emitted a dark light. At this moment, the creature inside the jar seemed to sense something and exclaimed in surprise: "You actually killed a Celestial Emperor-level being outside that Calamity Land?"

"I only killed one. Back then, there were two who plotted against me. This feud won't end until the Weird Clan is eliminated!" The voice was slightly cold, as the events of that year made him particularly resentful.

When he first became an Immortal Emperor, he was already plotted against. If he had been allowed to grow, he might have reached the stage of Sacrifice Dao by now!
It should be noted that countless years had passed since he became an Immortal Emperor.

"It seems your skills have improved quite a bit over the years..." came a voice of admiration from the jar.

Killing a Celestial Emperor is no easy task, especially in the Calamity Land, where the situation is even more complicated.

Because nobody knows how many Celestial Emperors reside in that perilous land!

"Hehe~" A light laugh came, and it was said, "Back then, you had only just stepped into the realm of Immortal Emperor when you fell into darkness. This is just normal progress."

Then, the voice sounded with a warning, saying, "The Calamity Land is too terrifying. Although it is only an outer region, it has its own terrifying wonders. The passages are crisscrossed and densely packed, connecting countless worlds and unknown places beyond the heavens. Some great worlds seem independent, but in fact they have long been connected with the regions outside this Calamity Land. The sealing effect of the Desolate Emperor was not very significant back then."

Fang Ming knew that he was talking to him.

"Greetings, Immortal Emperor!" Fang Ming bowed first, then expressed his gratitude, "Thank you for the reminder, Immortal Emperor."

Although he knew about these things, he generally wouldn't recall them.

Regarding matters concerning the Calamity Land, even its unique terrain, those below the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level should avoid recalling them.

At the sea sacrifice, the Primordial Immortal Emperor stood with his hands behind his back on a bamboo raft formed from his own Great Dao, his eyes reflecting the boundless heavens.

Beneath the bamboo raft, there was a crimson radiance capable of easily destroying countless universes. The crimson radiance transformed into towering waves that crashed down, shattering space and time, and causing the Great Dao to cease to exist.

However, no matter how the blood-red waves crashed against him, his clothes did not flutter even slightly.

Standing on the bamboo raft, he was lost in thought, as if he saw the boundless heavens, Fang Ming, Ye Fan and others who resembled Shi Hao, and even some scenes from another time and space.

Although the dark side is a part of him, he is ultimately not a true Immortal Emperor and does not understand the true power of an Immortal Emperor.

He himself could use the dark true spirit he had slain to interfere with the immeasurable heavens!
"Will this era also give birth to an existence similar to that great calamity?" Thinking of this, the Primordial Immortal Emperor revealed a smile.

Along the way, he knew the current situation of that ruthless man; he was isolated and helpless and desperately needed help.

If I hadn't fallen into darkness back then, I might have been able to share some of the pressure, but I'm still very far from that level.

“Another dimension… at least we can’t expose him to the sight of the higher-ups of the strange race… if we unite the two dimensions…” In the blink of an eye, the Primordial Immortal Emperor had already made his decision.

How could his own seal obstruct his vision? With the unique abilities of an Immortal Emperor, he immediately discerned part of the truth.

(End of this chapter)