Man is in the heavens, parasites are born

Chapter 204 Communication and Admonition

"I can guess why you opened the Gate of Origin to find me. It's probably because the strange forces within the heavens have become active again, isn't it?"

Before he even spoke, the Daoist voice resounded throughout the heavens.

“That’s right. Just now, a Celestial King infiltrated this realm, but he was dealt with by the backup plan left behind,” Fang Ming said.

Since the sealed Dark True Spirit could see that he came from another time and space, Fang Ming believed that the Primordial Immortal Emperor, who was far away in the Calamity Land, could also see it.

"Judging by the time, it should be about the period when the strange forces are active, which is about a hundred thousand years from now." The voice of the Primordial Immortal Emperor rang out, with some emotion.

When he became an Immortal Emperor, it was the time when the Strange Clan was most active, but at that time he didn't know much about the Strange Clan.

So much so that they were secretly eroded without even realizing it, and in the end, they were corrupted by the strange Immortal Emperor with the strongest dark true blood.

Fang Ming spoke up, saying, "Senior, are you able to return from that place? I'm sure you've also seen through my origins. Conquering the Calamity Land now might not be the best time; perhaps there are other options."

"Coming here was easy, but returning is not so easy. Besides, I have already killed a strange Immortal Emperor. If I were to return now, I would inevitably bring the flames of war back to the heavens. Returning to the heavens now is not a good choice. At the very least, I need to shake off those pursuers from the Calamity Land." His voice came, informing him of his current situation.

The fall of a Celestial Emperor is a major event, even for the Strange Calamity Land, and deserves serious attention.

At this moment, he had already been targeted by the Immortal Emperor of the Strange Clan. Before he could shake off his pursuers, it was impossible for him to return to the heavens.

In battles at the Immortal Emperor level, unless it's a crushing defeat, it's difficult to end the fight quickly.

Once a stalemate occurs, it's normal for wars to last for tens or even millions of years.

Even worse, the standoff could last for an eternity, tens of millions of years, or even an entire era.

Their battle will then exist simultaneously in the past and every future, in every fragment of time and space. If the situation gets out of control, all the heavens will be destroyed.

Even if we manage to win and illuminate the heavens once more by then, we will pay a heavy price, and we might even have to 'disappear' for a period of time.

Moreover, not just anyone can reflect the heavens; it requires an existence of extreme power to do so.

Fang Ming understood that this situation was within his expectations; he only felt a little regretful.

Although the Primordial Immortal Emperor could not return immediately, his Dark True Spirit remained, and this part of the True Spirit was equivalent to a portion of the Primordial Immortal Emperor.

His Dark True Spirit is incredibly powerful, far surpassing ordinary Dao Ancestors and Quasi-Immortal Emperors. It even possesses some characteristics of an Immortal Emperor, so calling him a flawed Immortal Emperor wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Relying solely on the Dark True Spirit of the Primordial Immortal Emperor might not be enough to launch a counterattack against the Strange Race, but it should be sufficient to temporarily deal with their invasion and protect this realm and even the heavens.

Fang Ming spoke up, saying, "Senior, did you ever encounter the Desolate Heavenly Emperor in that place? If you did, please remind him that the land of Calamity is treacherous and he should not act rashly!"

In the future, Shi Hao planned to venture into the plateau and fight the three progenitors alone. He almost perished completely, but he would have died if it weren't for Liu Shen sacrificing her life to save him.

Even so, it still involved Liu Shen.

This is also why the secret realm system has been corrupted!
In Fang Ming's view, the secret realm system has a bright future and is fully capable of cultivating a large number of quasi-immortal emperors, which is of great help to him.

Quasi-Immortal Emperor is already considered a high level of combat power, and it is not impossible for him to advance to Immortal Emperor in the future.

Therefore, although there was a risk in speaking up to remind him, he still did so.

He believed that the Primordial Immortal Emperor could erase the related cause and effect.

Above the sea, the Primordial Immortal Emperor standing on the lone boat narrowed his eyes. Not only his main body, but even the dark true spirit he had slain was radiating Primordial Dao Immortal Light.

The primordial celestial light flowed and disappeared into the void, annihilating all potentially perceptible information and hindering its transmission.

“The waters of the Calamity Land are deep…” The Primordial Immortal Emperor stood on the lone boat, his deep eyes seeming to see through to the Sacrifice Sea. Seeing the infinitely overlapping Calamity Land, he thought to himself, “In another dimension, someone invaded the Calamity Land and then met with misfortune… Was it that great calamity?”

“I did not encounter the Desolate Heavenly Emperor; he went ahead. I only saw some traces he left behind,” came the voice of the Primordial Immortal Emperor. He said, “However, since you say so, I will try to find him and contact him. He is not alone; with some effort, it is not impossible to find him.”

“However, in that case, the return to the heavens will have to be postponed, and you will have to rely on yourselves in the heavens.” His voice continued, “The dark true spirit I severed can only be considered half an Immortal Emperor. It is not difficult to deal with Dao Ancestors and Quasi-Immortal Emperors, but it is not enough to deal with the Immortal Emperors of the Strange Clan.”

"Hmph!" At this moment, a cold snort came from the dark jar, and a resentful voice came out, "Did I promise to help them fight against the monster race? Speaking of which, I am also a member of the monster race!"

The Primordial Immortal Emperor's voice, both amused and exasperated, rang out: "You are me, and I am not some strange or bizarre being!"

“I’m not their babysitter. As the saying goes, a sword’s edge is honed through tempering. How can it grow properly without experiencing wind and rain? Didn’t you, me, and that wicked man all grow up in the same way?” The dark spirit inside the jar remained resistant.

It's clear that he really resists protecting Ye Fan, who looks like Shi Hao, and Fang Ming, who has a karmic connection with Shi Hao.

"For now, you only need to deal with the Immortal Kings and Quasi-Immortal Emperors," the Primordial Immortal Emperor said with a hint of amusement. That ferocious man had truly become an insurmountable obstacle for the dark true spirit he had slain!
Besides, back when I and that great fiend were growing up, we didn't have to face beings like Quasi-Immortal Emperors.

"Immortal King? Unless they are truly beyond saving, I, as an Immortal King, will not intervene!" came a reluctant voice from the jar.

Hearing this, Fang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. With this powerful figure in charge, he was safe for the time being.

If the Primordial Immortal Emperor didn't care about his Dark True Spirit, then it wasn't important.

The dark spirit he severed was essentially himself. At crucial moments, he could completely control the dark spirit and possess its body to descend, which was not difficult for him.

"Thank you for your help, senior." Fang Ming bowed and expressed his gratitude.

Currently, the most worrying issue has been resolved.

"I am not entirely clear about the situation within the heavens; you will have to rely on yourselves there," came the voice of the Primordial Immortal Emperor. "Currently, the Strange Clan is focusing most of its energy on dealing with the Desolate Heaven Emperor, the Celestial Emperor, and tracking me. They probably don't have much energy left for the heavens, and there are likely no Immortal Emperor-level beings overseeing them."

At this time, the Desolate Emperor made great strides and stirred up boundless storms in that land of calamity. Along his way, he saw that many areas of the land of calamity had been destroyed and that some supreme and strange immortal emperors had fallen.

Some of the battles were very intense, which alarmed him. It wasn't that there were no strong individuals among the Immortal Emperors of the Strange Clan, but rather that they were all busy dealing with Shi Hao.

Based on subtle clues, he believed that Shi Hao had most likely surpassed the Perfect Immortal Emperor realm and even reached a level known as 'Sacrifice Dao'.

He had also set foot in the heavens before and knew that there were still a few Immortal Emperors in existence. The strange race also needed to devote its energy to dealing with them.

His voice continued: "But I don't think I need to remind you. It seems you know just as much about the supernatural and the cursed land as I do. You must have your own ways to protect your true spirit from being corrupted."

"Don't worry, senior, we certainly have the means to protect true spirits," Fang Ming said.

With its mysterious attribute panel, there's no need to worry about being subtly and strangely eroded into your true self.

On the sacrificial sea, where even a casual wave could annihilate time and space and shatter countless universes, the boundless heavens in the eyes of the Primordial Immortal Emperor gradually dimmed, and the bamboo raft beneath his feet shot towards the Calamity Land, passing through the void at an indescribable speed.

New variables have emerged within the heavens, and the saying "The land of peril is deep and the waters are deep, do not act rashly" must be told to the person fighting at the forefront.

"If that's the case, then so be it. Don't place your hopes on us. A return is certainly possible, but it might be millions, or even tens of millions of years from now."

As the cautionary voice rang out, everything fell silent. There was only a palm-sized jar, emitting a dark light, suspended in the air.

“He has already left and is heading towards that dangerous land. Even if his cultivation has greatly improved, he still has to be careful and cannot keep an eye on the situation here all the time. Aren’t you worried that I will attack you again?”

At that moment, a voice came from inside the dark jar.

"Senior is too kind." Fang Ming's avatar smiled and said, "Senior has long since broken free from the original darkness and cleansed himself of it. He is no longer the Dark Immortal Emperor of the past, so naturally he will not take action again."

“The darkness has been washed away…” The dark jar trembled slightly, and a somewhat sentimental voice came out, saying, “If the darkness has truly been washed away, I will be able to truly transform the Dao Fruit of my former dark self into my own and become a true Immortal Emperor… But in the end, I still haven’t been able to completely let go.”

In the past, he was corrupted and fell into darkness. Not only did his true soul have problems, but his Dao and Dao Fruit were also completely corrupted and turned black, turning him into another being.

The Dao Fruit underwent a mutation, becoming the Dao Fruit of the Dark Primal Immortal Emperor, no longer the original Dao Fruit.

Therefore, in some ways, he is special, and can be considered a different kind of twin Dao fruit.

If this dark true spirit can be completely guided, it may be possible to reclaim the former Dark Immortal Emperor's Dao Fruit.

In the future, by uniting with one's true self and with the dark and primal, one may well achieve a great breakthrough, possess the foundation for the Dao of Sacrifice, and thus succeed in the Dao of Sacrifice.

"I believe that you will succeed sooner or later, senior. Perhaps the day you succeed will be the day you enter the path of sacrifice," Fang Ming said.

"Sacrifice to the Dao? Heh..." Laughter came from inside the jar. "Your strength may not be high, but you know quite a lot!"

He only recently came to know about the level of sacrificial rituals from his own ego.

There's nothing particularly mysterious or inexplicable about this realm; the process of achieving it is quite simple, even brutal, with very little skill involved.

The realm that can only be achieved by sacrificing the supreme Dao and burning away all one's own original Dao and rules of order is a realm that belongs to the ultimate sublimation of the Immortal Emperor, and cannot be reached by those who are not Immortal Emperors at their peak.

Once a promotion fails, it's a permanent demise with no possibility of recovery.

His true self is still far from that level, and it's unknown whether he will ever reach that state.

Now, he was somewhat surprised to hear the word "sacrifice to the Dao" from the mouth of a being who had not yet achieved immortality.

(End of this chapter)