The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 17 Resurrection! My...

"Master, you and I have been playing this game of chess for five hundred years. Do you want to continue?"

Chen Ping looked at the old Taoist in front of him and felt helpless.

Ever since he took the initiative to take over the affairs of the Kunlun Realm, the Master of the Five Elements Temple came with him to the Shatuo Realm, under the pretext of discussing the Dao with him.

In fact, it was just a different way of monitoring him.

"In the past, the Second Confucian Patriarch used the chess formation of heaven and earth to play against Xizhan in the long river of time for eight thousand years, and eventually became a legendary Confucian Patriarch. You and I have only been playing this game of Five Elements Chaos Chess for a mere five hundred years. Why rush?" The master of the Five Elements Temple said seriously.

In his heart, he thought, "If it weren't for your truly bad behavior over the years, I wouldn't have played this game with you. The Kunlun Realm is no longer the Kunlun Realm of a hundred thousand years ago. It can't withstand your torment."

There was no way the Five Elements Temple Master's thoughts could be hidden from the ancestor of spiritual power. Chen Ping couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

You old bastard, you look down on my character so much, don’t you?

Chen Ping looked at the silver-frost-covered head of the Five Elements Temple Master and suppressed his dissatisfaction. Respecting the elderly and loving the young is a good tradition, so he will not bother with you, an old man.

Then he chuckled and turned his attention back to the chess game.

The game of chess between him and the master of the Five Elements Temple was not ordinary. In terms of chess skills, Chen Ping, who had studied Confucianism and Taoism for many years, was naturally far superior to the master of the Five Elements Temple.

However, they did not play this game according to the rules of the second Confucian ancestor's chess game of heaven and earth, but according to the order of the birth and death of the five elements.

The five elements evolved in chaos, and the master of the Five Elements Temple can be said to be the person with the highest attainments in the Five Elements in the world. The inheritance of the Five Elements Temple is also one of the highest inheritances of the Five Elements Holy Dao.

In terms of spiritual attainments and chess skills, the master of the Five Elements Temple is naturally not as good as Chen Ping, but in terms of the way of the Five Elements, he is still better than Chen Ping.

During these five hundred years, the two of them were ostensibly playing chess, but in reality they were working together to deduce the laws of the birth and death of the five elements.

At the foot of the holy mountain where the two men played chess, five of the world's top gods gathered there.

Xuanyi, the True God representing the Heaven Realm, Jiuze, the son of the Mother Goddess Qidawa, representing the Demon God Realm, Feng Yunba, the God of War of the Wind Clan, representing the Pangu Realm, Murong Hengkong, the Murong Family, representing the Wanxu Realm, and Xuanyuan Lian, the son of Haotian, representing the Heavenly Palace.

"The game between the God and the Temple Master has been going on for five hundred years. I wonder when it will be over. Will it end when the seal of the Kunlun Realm disappears?" Feng Yunba muttered softly.

"With the cultivation level of the God Lord and the Temple Master, how can we understand their actions? Don't worry, God of War Yunba, we are always keeping an eye on the Kunlun Realm." Xuanyuan Lian's voice came from the ancient golden carriage. He rarely shows his true self and has always been hiding in the ancient golden carriage.

"Didn't the Great God Hengkong just return from his inspection? Did he find anything?"

Murong Hengkong was a sturdy, middle-aged man from the Murong family, one of the nine great clans in the universe. He was the Murong family's most powerful master, second only to Wuliang. Upon hearing Xuanyuan Lian's question, he immediately said, "There's no unusual movement in the Kunlun Realm, but the power of the Xumi Saint Monk is indeed dissipating at a visible rate. I'm afraid it will completely collapse in another three to five hundred years."

"By the way, on my way back, I met the Ancient Buddha Yuanyi. The Ancient Buddha seemed to be very concerned about the situation in the Kunlun Realm."

Yuanyi Ancient Buddha?

The True God Xuanyi narrowed his eyes slightly. In the Western Buddhist world, the Ancient Buddha Yuanyi seemed to be the ancient Buddha with the deepest friendship with the Kunlun world, and he had received guidance from the Holy Monk Xumi.

"The ancient Buddha Yuanyi is highly respected in the Western Buddhist world and has many disciples under his command. I heard that the Jingxiu True Buddha who recently became a god in the Western Buddhist world is a disciple of the ancient Buddha Yuanyi. The ancient Buddha pays attention to the Kunlun Realm, probably because he doesn't want to see the Kunlun Realm destroyed and all the lives lost." Feng Yunba said.

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Chen Ping's real body by the Luo River was comprehending the Tao of the Great Venerable Acala, while his clone in the Shatuo Heaven Realm continued to deduce the principles of the birth and death of the five elements with the master of the Five Elements Temple.

With these two approaches, Chen Ping felt that his martial arts realm was rising rapidly, and he was climbing up at an unprecedented speed, taking one step at a time, steadily and powerfully.

The five great gods took turns going to the Kunlun Realm to investigate the situation and report back in a timely manner. Day after day, nothing major happened.

In this way, another three hundred years passed.

On the top of the holy mountain, the two figures playing chess made moves slower and slower, often not placing a single piece for years.

At the foot of the mountain, only Feng Yunba remained there, quietly gazing at the top of the mountain.

Beside him, there was a beautiful woman whose cultivation level was only at the Saint King level.

"Father, what kind of game are the Divine Lord and the Monastery Master playing that hasn't been decided in eight hundred years?"

The woman was puzzled. She had only been practicing for a few hundred years, which meant that the game had already started before she was born.

"What these two are playing is no longer chess, but the Dao. Your cultivation has not reached the divine realm, so you cannot feel the confrontation between the two similar yet different Daos between heaven and earth. I'm afraid this game of chess will not end until one of the parties makes a breakthrough." Feng Yunba explained.

"Then who do you think will win this game of chess?"

"The Five Elements Master has profound cultivation and is a leading figure in our Dao sect. Naturally, I am more optimistic about his victory."

"My daughter thinks that Lord Wudao will win in the end." The woman said with a sweet smile.

"Oh, why?" Feng Yunba asked with a smile.

"Maybe... it's intuition." "You've always been pragmatic, so why are you believing in these ethereal things today?"

Feng Yunba seemed to be asking something, shook his head slightly, and continued to pay attention to the game on the mountain.

On the mountain, Chen Ping held the white piece in his hand, with the Chaos Dao flowing at his fingertips, but he did not drop it.

He has held this child in his hands for thirteen years.

The master of the Five Elements Temple who was playing chess with him sat cross-legged, motionless. With his level of cultivation, it would not be difficult for him to remain motionless for not only decades, but even thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

The game between him and Chen Ping was initially just an excuse to delay Chen Ping, but the more it went on, the more frightened the Master of the Five Elements Temple became.

Eight hundred years ago, he could still use the five elements' mutual generation and mutual restraint method to defeat Chen Ping step by step. Three hundred years ago, the two were evenly matched. Now, the situation on the chessboard is that he has fallen into a disadvantage, and has been forced to the brink of life and death, struggling to his death.

This move that Chen Ping had been struggling with for thirteen years was the final fatal blow and also the most important one.

If he succeeds, the master of the Five Elements Temple will lose everything; if he makes a wrong move, the master of the Five Elements Temple may turn the tables.

A desperate situation may not be impossible to reverse.

In fact, how could an old fox like the Master of the Five Elements Temple be defeated so easily?

The five elements are born and destroyed, and life and death are just a matter of thought. The situation on the chessboard is indeed full of dangers, but it also contains mysteries. If Chen Ping makes a wrong move, he can be reborn from death and reverse life and death.

That's why this child was delayed for thirteen years.

"Huh?" The master of the Five Elements Temple was suddenly startled.

Feng Yunba at the foot of the mountain was also surprised. Although their cultivation levels were far apart, they both noticed the change in Chen Ping's aura.

This is a transformation, a further step forward in Tao and Fa.

Chen Ping's fingers, which had been hovering for thirteen years, finally moved. With one move, the white piece turned into a dragon and swallowed up all the black pieces.

"The middle stage of Immortal Boundless, finally breaking through."

"You are in the middle stage of the Immortal and Boundless for five Yuanhui. The young generation is really formidable. In my opinion, your current combat power is probably even higher than mine." The master of the Five Elements Temple sighed.

Chen Ping slowly stood up, his joy of breaking through the realm revealed on his face.

"If the Master hadn't discussed the Dao with me over the past eight hundred years, it would have taken me at least several hundred more years to break through."

"Forget it, forget it. I have accepted defeat wholeheartedly and will not interfere in the affairs of Kunlun Realm anymore. I just hope that you, God, will know how to act properly and not really let Kunlun Realm be burned down." The master of the Five Elements Temple showed a worried look on his face.

Chen Ping felt a little helpless. Has his reputation been so bad over the years?

Why do everyone think that he took over the Kunlun Realm for the treasures within it? Even his senior sister, the Lord of the Hall of Truth, has repeatedly sent him messages, either explicitly or implicitly advising him not to plunder the Kunlun Realm too much and to show some mercy.

"Master, rest assured, I know how to handle this matter."

Chen Ping stood with his hands behind his back and made a promise generously. However, this attitude made the master of the Five Elements Temple even more uncertain, and he felt that the future of the Kunlun Realm was already dark.

After seeing off the Five Elements Temple Master with a sad face, Chen Ping swept his mind around and then appeared at the foot of the holy mountain.

Feng Yunba and his daughter immediately saluted respectfully.

"Feng Yunba has met the Divine Lord."

"Feng Xi pays homage to the God."

Chen Ping looked at the two of them carefully and nodded slightly.

"For some reason, I find you two quite pleasing to the eye."

Feng Yunba and Feng Xi were both stunned, not knowing what Chen Ping meant by this, but since he was praising them, they immediately thanked him respectfully.

Chen Ping didn't know why he said such a thing. He just said it according to his heart. After breaking through to the realm of the ancestor, he acted more and more as he pleased in the past few hundred years.

On the bank of Luo River, Chen Ping dissipated the chaotic aura on his body and restrained the divine aura that had just broken through. With a sweep of his divine sense, he had a clear understanding of everything that had happened in Kunlun Realm recently.

"In the blink of an eye, eight hundred years have passed."

He looked towards the west of Tianmo Ridge, where there was a small county called Yunwu.

"Resurrection! My disciple!"

(End of this chapter)