The Great Ruler: Starting from the Dark Ages

Chapter 119 Only Today Do I Realize Who I Am (Part Two)

They could sense that the Heavenly Emperor might really be about to take that step, and that it was currently in the gestation stage of chaos.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for that moment to arrive.

As time passed, it proved fatal for Wang Bo in his later years and for all the supreme beings within the restricted area.

But at this moment, in order to witness this miracle, they almost forgot about their own impending death.

Perhaps they haven't forgotten, but they've simply stopped caring.

"From a sacred body to a flawless chaotic body... This has never happened before, and it is unlikely to happen again!" The Supreme Beings also exclaimed.

All of this was so shocking that countless people were eagerly anticipating it.

A sudden cosmic gale arose, forming an immense storm that stirred up the chaotic energy of heaven and earth. In the blink of an eye, the chaotic energy that enveloped the nine heavens and ten earths transformed into a stream of light and merged into the majestic body of the Heavenly Court.

The sky cleared up again, like a patient with a long-standing eye ailment regaining sight.

An indescribable supreme imperial might surged forth at this moment, which could not even be described as imperial might.

It was truly a transformative pressure, not belonging to the realm of humanity.

Whether it was the flawless Great Emperor or the self-severed Supreme Being, both were suppressed at this moment. Even the Ruthless Great Emperor in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land regained his clarity at this moment.

She looked blankly at the Heavenly Court of the Ziwei Star Region, her eyes showing a hint of surprise.

This is a rare occurrence, usually showing only indifference towards all things and very little pity in one's eyes.

However, this was indeed an unexpected turn of events.

"You've gotten this far so quickly?" Her lips moved slightly, but she didn't exaggerate.

She even had a bold conjecture that she never voiced: that Xu He was very likely to have surpassed her on this path.

But she felt no jealousy whatsoever; instead, she felt a touch of joy.

The ruthless woman remembered that the Holy Body still owed her a promise.

At least to some extent, the stronger Xu He is, the higher the likelihood that he will fulfill his promise.

……

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a figure finally emerged from the Heavenly Court.

He was truly an extremely unassuming man, dressed in a plain robe, with no outstanding temperament, yet he exuded a sense of understated brilliance.

Just like the sweeping monk in front of the temple.

But the identity of the person in front of them was common knowledge.

The Heavenly Emperor is the true pinnacle of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

At this moment, that simple yet imposing figure is stepping into deep space, walking step by step in front of the aging Wang Bo.

Both of them were chaotic beings.
One is young and in his prime, the other is extremely old.

In his later years, Wang Bo felt extremely bitter.

There have probably only been a handful of Chaos Bodies throughout the ages, and each one is an extremely unique existence, let alone two Chaos Bodies coexisting.

Now, this situation has finally been broken.

A chaotic entity stood before him in its most magnificent form, an unparalleled presence.

Wang Bo could sense it and make no mistake in his judgment; Xu He before him had indeed transformed from the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo into the Chaos Body.

The coexistence of two chaotic entities is an event even rarer than the coexistence of multiple emperors.

The opponent's overwhelming strength shattered the last shred of hope in Wang Bo's heart.

For a long time, because of his glorious past achievements and the unique attributes of the Chaos Body, he believed that he was unique throughout the ages and had no rivals in the past, present, or future.

Even if he were to encounter the Heavenly Emperor, he believed that the other party simply had the advantage of striking first. Wang Bo also believed that as long as he cultivated for a long enough period of time, he could eventually surpass the former.

Until that carefully considered challenge, he originally wanted to test how much of a gap there was between the two sides.

But the merciless iron fist, while shattering his body, also shattered his invincible Dao heart.

Whose punch could be so powerful, the supreme being of all ages?

After that, a chasm inexplicably appeared between the two, and as time went by and Wang Bo grew older, this chasm became more and more obvious.

So much so that when he grew old and frail, appearing with disheveled hair, he didn't bother to take care of himself.

But today, the Emperor truly transformed into a chaotic form, shattering his last shred of hope.

Although he had never experienced the difficulty, he was certain of one thing: the Heavenly Emperor could transform from a primordial holy body into a chaotic body, but Wang Bo could never do that!
His Dao heart shattered once again, even more precarious than his physical body.

Looking at the Heavenly Emperor before him, Wang Bo sighed.

A sense of destiny inexplicably came to mind; perhaps the emergence of a new chaotic entity is destined to signify the decline of the old one.

At this moment, Wang Bo was too exhausted to think about his next life.

He had already found no way to live to the next life, having already taken the elixir of immortality and was now rebuilding his cultivation.

Each subsequent life would be even more difficult. Perhaps if he were determined to survive, he could find a way, but at this point he was truly powerless.

"Sever the origin of the Chaos Body." At this moment, Xu He had already approached him and said softly.

"what?"

At this moment, Wang Bo looked up at Xu He with a bitter smile and said:

"What? Does the Heavenly Emperor intend to humiliate me further? Does he think I am unworthy of this Chaos Body?"

A flicker of anger crossed his mind, but he felt mostly helpless.

The Heavenly Emperor is the victor, the winner. For hundreds of thousands of years, he has ascended to the top with an indomitable attitude. Perhaps today is the time for him to establish his authority.

Thinking about it this way, it might make sense.

"I'm asking you, do you still want to live? Do you still want to become an immortal?" Xu He said calmly.

Wang Bo lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time, but in the end, he could not go against his conscience.

"Yes." He didn't hesitate.

"Then let's sever the origin of the Chaos Body."

Upon hearing the Heavenly Emperor's voice, Wang Bo calmly asked, "Why?"

“All along, you have relied too much on the Chaos Body itself. Of course, you are very strong and your Dao Heart is extremely firm, which is a good thing. But you are too eager to prove that you are not relying on the Chaos Body to have such abilities, so much so that you are impatient for success in many things.”

Xu He paused for a moment, then continued:
"From this point on, reliance has become a shackle. Since that's the case, why not cut off these shackles? Only today do I realize who I am?"

"Transform into a mortal body, fight to the death, rise from ruin, and revive from annihilation."

Xu He's words were all based on his own personal experience. His special physique might be a good vehicle, able to carry him through the first ninety-nine steps.

But one's own two feet are the only two legs. To talk about a vehicle without having two legs is like a newborn baby trying to walk before learning to crawl, let alone run.
Isn't this putting the cart before the horse?

Physique is ultimately just icing on the cake. Perhaps it is these similar thoughts that led both Ye Fan and the Ruthless Great Emperor to choose to sever their own origins and return to their original mortal bodies at the highest level of cultivation.

This is also why he has always been unwilling to inherit Wushi's mantle. Perhaps it would have been great if he had entered Zishan earlier and become the second Wushi, but he would have had a much broader horizon if he had forged his own path that far surpassed that of the Immortal Emperor.

"Heavenly Emperor, your... your spirit is beyond my reach." Wang Bo's eyes flickered slightly, and he sighed deeply.

Xu He's words were intended to tell him how to live out his next life.

Indeed, having lived under the radiance of the Chaos Entity for too long, the Chaos Entity had become his shackles for far too long.

Only by severing the origin of the Chaos Body and truly reaching the peak with one's own strength can one go further.

This was a well-intentioned reminder from the Heavenly Emperor. Yet, not long ago, he had perceived it as an insult from the victor.

For a moment, Wang Bo felt extremely ashamed. The more indignant he felt earlier, the more ashamed he felt now.

He knew that if they were in each other's shoes, he might not have so easily told the other person how to live out their next life.

This... is perhaps because he's too powerful, and he no longer cares about me, or rather, no longer considers me a rival...

Wang Bo sighed inwardly and thought to himself.

After all, he had felt this way before. After becoming emperor, when he looked back at the records of the people he had fought for, there were no enemies, only old friends.

"Thank you, Heavenly Emperor..." Wang Bo struggled to his feet, simply tied up his disheveled hair, and finally bowed to the Heavenly Emperor.

"If I live to see that day, I am willing to fight alongside the Heavenly Emperor in the Immortal Realm and fight for him."

He only remembered that the Heavenly Emperor had mentioned the matter of the corpse disaster, and perhaps nothing else was enough to repay him.

Finally, Wang Bo left, choosing to go into seclusion.

After three thousand years had passed, Wang Bo, who had been sitting in meditation for a long time, reached the end of his life, almost exhausted and no longer possessing his former divine power.

Perhaps self-mutilation could prolong his life, but in the end, he swung his sword and severed the origin of his own chaotic body.

This sword strike pierced through billions of stars, and countless people noticed the strange phenomenon in that nameless star field.
There seemed to be a mournful cry between heaven and earth. The chaotic energy that lingered around the nameless ancient star gradually disappeared at this moment. The pressure of the chaotic body dissipated between heaven and earth, but the imperial might still remained.

"Did the Chaos Emperor commit suicide?" someone asked curiously.

“This is not self-mutilation. If it were self-mutilation, the Heavenly Emperor would have arrived long ago,” someone immediately retorted.

Finally, a peak Quasi-Emperor sensed that aura: "The Chaos Emperor did not sever himself, but severed his own origin, wanting to live another life through this! What great courage!"

Some people exclaimed in surprise, while others sighed in disbelief.

Regardless, many peak-level cultivators felt a sense of respect for Wang Bo at this moment, and even wanted to witness a miracle.

All external factors will not have any impact on Wang Bo himself.

He cut off his pride, and in doing so, he also cut off all the shackles that bound him.

A miracle truly occurred. When his lifespan was exhausted and everything returned to nothingness, his depleted life force reignited, and the sea of ​​suffering once again gushed forth a divine spring.

They rose from the ashes and revived from the ashes.

A surge of vitality erupted at that moment, turning his gray hair black again and making his wrinkled, aged body feel full once more.

He has truly made a miraculous comeback.

However, at the same time, everyone in the know also knows that this path is not advisable.

True survival of the fittest is not as simple as severing one's own essence, but rather truly living a second life on one's own.

Xu He knew that three people had actually walked this path: Gai Jiuyou, Guan Cheng, and Di Que.

To live out the next life without relying on external forces, relying solely on oneself.

This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime event.

Xu He knew, and Wang Bo knew too. Perhaps from this moment on, Wang Bo not only broke free of his shackles, but also killed the shadow.

The Chaos Emperor has passed away, and from now on, the world will only have one more mortal emperor.

This unexpected turn of events was also known to all the supreme beings.

The Azure Emperor and his companions were somewhat moved, and from this moment on, they finally treated each other with respect.

The supreme being within the forbidden zone no longer uses the title "Chaotic Body" but instead invokes his true name.

Perhaps at this moment, they finally broke free from the stereotype of the Chaos Body's desperate fight against the Celestial Venerable and truly recognized this outstanding individual.

After all, this path of putting oneself in a life-or-death situation is truly a matter of nine out of ten chances of survival, almost a matter of life and death.

Within their restricted area, perhaps some had considered this, but none were willing to give it up, whether for honor, for constraints, or simply for not wanting to die. In any case, they all committed suicide.

Wang Bo did not commit suicide, which means he has already surpassed them.

In the end, Wang Bo, now in mortal form, left that star field and roamed the world.

Returning to his homeland felt like a way to reminisce about the mythical era in the post-primordial age. There was a time when he longed for a carefree life, but as a chaotic being, he had never felt so free as he did today.

It's not just about lifespan and physical constitution; it's about being reborn.

He felt incredibly refreshed and invigorated today.

"Thank you, Heavenly Emperor." Wang Bo did not go to the Heavenly Court without permission, nor did he want to cause any further trouble. He simply stood in his hometown, clasped his hands in a salute to Xu He, and expressed his sincerest gratitude.

Inside the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, the bronze door remained tightly closed, but Xu He had already seen through everything.

At this moment, he also clasped his hands in a fist salute towards that nameless star field.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on your new life."

……

Another thousand years have passed, and the Azure Emperor and the Celestial Venerable Lingbao have once again fallen into a lifespan crisis, and have already retreated from the world.

Duan De had already buried himself.

Wang Bo was contemplating the mortal world and never appeared.

As for Xu He, he is currently standing in front of the new emperor's gate.

The new emperor, who attained enlightenment ten thousand years ago, was already nearing the end of his lifespan. Xu He roughly remembered that this new emperor had only lived for less than twelve thousand years.

Although it was short-lived, if that were all, Xu He wouldn't have needed to come in person.

The truth is that this new emperor has little lifespan left. He has no elixir of immortality, no way to live to the next life, and he doesn't want to sever his own essence to gamble on that one in ten thousand chance.

And yet they still want to wait for the Immortal Path to open?

Therefore, he harbored wicked thoughts and wanted to cut off the forbidden zone himself.

So much so that he set up an astonishing array and hid in an unnamed space, intending to use it to complete his "great undertaking" of self-destruction.

Tragically, before he could even draw his sword, the Heavenly Emperor arrived to block his way.

A real blockade.

The new emperor was both ashamed and furious. He finally fought back, only to be sent into reincarnation by a single punch.

After doing all this, Xu He repaired the space and tidied up the main road, restoring the place to its original state as if it were the scene of the first crime that had been destroyed.

After doing all this, Xu He gazed at the starry sky and sighed.

"Why is this new emperor a bit weak?"

It wasn't that he intended to humiliate him like this, but rather that he genuinely felt the new emperor was growing weaker and weaker.

A lifespan of 12,000 years is quite ordinary among emperors, and this person had no way to live to the next life, nor dared to take a gamble. He only wanted to commit suicide, and his only gamble was to retaliate against Xu He...

"Why didn't I feel this clearly before?" Xu He said, then suddenly realized something.

In the past, the great emperors who attained the Dao, such as Di Que, were men who were only one step away from becoming the Fighting Saint Emperor. Although he only lived for ten thousand years after attaining the Dao, he was essentially a being who had lived two lifetimes, and his lifespan had already been extended to a very long time. Now that he has become an emperor, he cannot have a long lifespan like other great emperors.

The God-Slaying Emperor's race was unique, and in the end, he didn't really have much thought of self-mutilation. It was only because Xu He kept watch over him to guard against him that the God-Slaying Emperor calmly faced death. The fact that a race with inherently cruel nature could restrain itself before death, not causing harm to the world, and not committing self-mutilation, at least made him worthy of the title of Great Emperor.

Jiang Lu's true form is a Kunpeng, and he may have a trace of the Ten Fiends' bloodline.

Wang Bo is a chaotic being, and his attainment of enlightenment is his second incarnation.

(End of this chapter)