I was the Heavenly Emperor in ancient times

Chapter 53 Above the Great Witch
The woman had a strange dream on the Northern Sea, in which the Emperor carved the birth and death of all living beings on the Three Lives Stone, bringing all living things in heaven and earth into the cycle of reincarnation.

"The Emperor is right here."

"just in front."

"The Emperor is neither in heaven nor on earth, but in the Yellow Springs at the northernmost point of the Northern Sea."

Subsequently.

She wandered around the Northern Sea for a while longer, even leaving the near sea and venturing dozens of miles into the depths of the Northern Sea to search.

She stepped over the layers of floating ice, treating them as large ships, letting them carry her across the sea, and even resting on them.

She drifted past the turbulent black waves, waving peach branches to block the evil winds blowing from the far north.

But the vast Northern Ocean was boundless, and she ultimately failed to see the Emperor.

This day.

She happened to encounter the naked people of Youdu on a stretch of sea in the Northern Sea. They were wandering in the waters of the Northern Sea, and she immediately chased after these strange people from the mountains and seas, arriving near Youdu.

She was surprised to find a ghost city, a place between life and death, located at the boundary between Yin and Yang, inhabited by strange people.

These beings experience birth, aging, sickness, and death differently from humans, and they also perform the task of sending the souls of the deceased to the depths of the Northern Underworld, day after day without ceasing.

Then, she saw Yu Jiang.

The ugly woman was even more surprised when she saw him: "You're not dead?"

Yu Jiang recognized the woman and said, "Your Majesty, release me."

The ugly woman's face lit up with joy, for she had received another piece of news about the Emperor.

She asked, "Is it really the Emperor?"

Yu Jiang nodded: "Only the Emperor in this world possesses such divine power, with a might as great as the sun, moon and stars."

"I am also a great shaman, and quite powerful in the mortal realm, but the Emperor's power is even greater than that of the demon god, I..."

Even today, Yu Jiang still feels lingering fear when he thinks about it.

Before meeting the Emperor, he was arrogant and conceited, and could be said to have ignored everything in this world, not even the Western Mother.

He spoke of taking life and death lightly, but as a shaman who later became a great shaman, how many people in this world could kill him and threaten his life?

Even if the entire Ximu clan came, they could at most defeat him, but they couldn't possibly kill him.

Therefore, he always spoke lightly of life and death, but he never felt so close to death.

But when he was locked in that bottle.

Yu Jiang then truly experienced the terror of life and death.

The bottle was pitch black, and no matter how you tried, you couldn't reach the edge; once you did, it felt incredibly cramped and narrow.

He could see nothing, feel nothing; the passage of time and the vastness of the world seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Only occasionally, the bottle would be opened, allowing him to glimpse a small patch of sky outside, or to gaze in fear at the being known as the Emperor.

The other party never said they would kill him, and didn't even care about him at all.

but.

This is the scariest thing.

He didn't know when the other person would stick out a finger and stab him to death, or when they would shake the bottle and he would dissolve inside.

I won't kill you, but if I wanted to, it would only take a moment.

He felt that every moment was the last.

You only realize what is most precious when you lose it.

Even now, he still dreams of the scene in that bottle; it's a memory he can never erase.

The female clown said, "Are you scared?"

After a long silence, Yu Jiang said, "I was really scared. When I was put in that bottle, at first I was angry, then I was terrified. Later, all my ambition and worldly desires disappeared. Only then did I realize that living is everything."

The female clown laughed.

She then asked the Emperor, "Where has the Emperor gone?"

Yu Jiang said, "They must have gone to the Yellow Springs."

The ugly woman only asked, "How can I get to the Yellow Springs?"

Yu Jiang said, "Living people cannot enter; only spirits can."

The ugly woman then asked, "How did the Emperor enter it?"

Yu Jiang didn't know, and could only answer, "That's the Emperor."

Finally, the ugly woman entered the depths of Youdu.

She watched as the ghosts of all living beings, transformed after death, drifted from the black water like floating corpses. These spirits were manipulated by the people of Xuanqiu and Chijing in Youdu, crossing the ghostly realm at the boundary between Yin and Yang and falling into the deepest part of Beiming.

She originally wanted to follow, but the depths of the Northern Darkness welcomed all wandering spirits, yet for her it was like a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire.

She hadn't even seen the gates of the underworld yet, but she already sensed the impending death.

And at this time.

She also fully understood that what Yu Jiang said was true: no living person could enter the Gate of the Underworld except for the Emperor.

At this moment, she had been wandering in the Great Wilderness and the Northern Sea for too long, and had been away from the Hanhuang Clan for too long. Nüchou had really decided to go back.

Although this journey to find the Emperor ended in failure, Nüchou still gained a lot.

The most important thing for her was, of course, the confirmation that the Emperor had not returned to the great sun in the heavens, but had come to the mortal realm.

As long as the Emperor exists in the mortal realm, she will eventually meet him.

When Nüchou returned from the depths of the Northern Underworld and passed through Youdu once again, she said to Yujiang.

"By the way, that bottle was presented to the Emperor by my Hanhuang clan."

The woman thought Yu Jiang would be furious, but he remained calm.

Yu Jiang glanced at Nü Chou: "Only in the hands of the Emperor can your bottle contain me, and contain this Northern Sea."

The female clown nodded: "Indeed, you are no ordinary person to have established this Great You Land."

Yu Jiang said, "One day, people will call this place Youdu, including your Hanhuang clan."

The female clown returned much faster. When she passed by the capital of the emperor, she once again revealed her aura, causing a panic among the Ximu clan.

She returned once again to the plateau, back to the desolate wilderness ruled by the Hanhuang clan.

Upon arriving here, the scene the female clown saw was completely different from before.

On this plateau.

The Hanhuang clan is the ruler, and Nüchou is the strongest shaman on this land, as well as the master of all clans and tribes.

If we don't count those demon gods.

Although Nüchou had been away from the Hanhuang clan for a long time, the moment she returned, all the tribes on the plateau dared not neglect her in the slightest.

Even the shamans of those great clans rushed to pay homage to her and welcome her.

Especially after returning to the Hanhuang clan's main residence.

The shamans of the Hanhuang clan were all extremely excited when they saw Nüchou; some even shed tears.

He knelt on the ground and kept shouting, "Great Shaman, you've finally returned!"

On a land where demons, monsters, and ghosts roam freely, nothing makes one feel more at ease than a great shaman.

When Nü Chou left the Hanhuang Clan, it was as if the entire clan had lost its backbone and pillar of support.

During the time that Nüchou was away, no one tried to seize the dominant position of the Hanhuang Clan, and no one in the Hanhuang Clan dared to covet Nüchou's position as the Imperial Witch, because there was only one Great Witch on the plateau, Nüchou.

This is an era where individual power surpasses everything. No matter where she is, as long as she is alive, Nü Chou is the undisputed ruler of the Hanhuang Clan and the hundred tribes of the plateau.

The ugly woman was welcomed up to the peach tree and sat cross-legged on it.

She accepted the worship of everyone on the slope, as if announcing the return of the Great Shaman and the Lord of the Frosty Wasteland. At this moment, everyone asked her questions.

"Great witch!"

"Have you seen the Emperor?"

The ugly woman on the peach tree recounted her experiences along the way, including the conflict she had with the Western Mother Clan when she passed through the capital of the Emperor.

The entire Hanhuang clan was filled with righteous indignation and they all said they wanted to go to war with the Ximu clan.

The Ximu clan dared to drive away the Great Witch Chou; this was utter contempt for their dignity. Countless people and shamans cried out for revenge, determined to reignite the great war between the Ximu and Hanhuang clans.

This may be a small matter for the female clown, but for them, they are willing to pay any price for the dignity of the Great Witch Female Chou, and even the entire tribe is willing to fight with all their might for the dignity of the Great Witch Female Chou.

But this time, the High Priestess Ugly was unusually open-minded, she said.

"Since several generations of Ximu served the emperor, Ximu had her own significance to the emperor."

“Since we worship the Emperor, we naturally cannot go against his will, and I am no exception.”

The words of the Great Witch Chou seemed to have completely resolved the long-standing feud between the Hanhuang Clan and the Ximu Clan, and put aside their past entanglements.

Then, Nüchou mentioned that the Emperor had used the sacrificial vessels offered by their Hanhuang clan and carried them with him at all times.

This made the entire Hanhuang clan feel proud and extremely excited.

This means that their title of Emperor Witch of the Hanhuang Clan is beyond doubt.

What I've just mentioned only made the entire Savage Clan Alliance and all the clans and tribes, large and small, feel excited and proud.

But then, the female clown recounted the dream she had in the Northern Sea.

"The Emperor initiates the cycle of reincarnation for all living beings, and in the Yellow Springs, he records the life and death of everyone in stone. This life, past life, and future life are all in the Emperor's control."

After the female clown finished speaking, she simply sighed.

"It's a pity I never actually saw the Emperor!"

For the female clown, she didn't care about life, death, or reincarnation.

The Emperor's power and majesty, ever since the previous Emperor Witch taught her, have been etched in her heart, and she has never doubted the Emperor's strength.

I don't find it hard to believe that an emperor could erect a stone that could bring all living beings into the cycle of birth and death.

The others present, including the shaman, were shocked and immediately began to ask questions, creating a great uproar.

"The Emperor has opened the cycle of life and death. What does this mean?"

"I've heard about reincarnation before, could it be true?" "It doesn't mean that when we die, we won't really die anymore, but just become another person."

"It's not that simple. Do you really think your name is on the stone in the underworld?"

"The Emperor may not necessarily include everyone in the cycle of reincarnation."

"The road to the underworld is long. Even if you and I were to be reincarnated, it would be difficult for us to reach the underworld!"

"The Emperor's supernatural powers are truly inconceivable. First, he slew the Candle Dragon, then he opened the cycle of reincarnation. From now on, the life and death of all living beings and things will be in the Emperor's hands."

The crowd was initially delighted, overjoyed that the Emperor had opened the cycle of reincarnation, meaning they might also have a next life. After all, most people were unwilling to let it all vanish into nothingness.

Then comes worry: the Emperor might not include them in the cycle of reincarnation, and the worry is whether they themselves will be able to reincarnate.

Then, as he thought about it more, he couldn't help but feel fear towards the emperor who initiated the cycle of reincarnation.

Because it suddenly occurred to me that such an existence holds your life and death in its hands, not just in this life, but in all your lifetimes.
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And so.

Rumors about reincarnation, the beginning of reincarnation, and myths about the Yellow Springs and the Netherworld gradually spread throughout the Great Wilderness.

Unbeknownst to many, a strange custom emerged in the Great Wilderness.

When people from various clans and tribes grow old and are near death, they will head northwest and enter the wilderness.

It was as if they all felt that if they got closer to the northwest direction, they could bring their souls closer to reincarnation.

Those who are seriously ill or dying and unable to walk will try their best to bow towards the northwest when they are dying.

They prayed to the Yellow Springs and the Supreme Emperor to protect them and allow them to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

The westernmost part of the Western Wilderness.

This area is beyond the territory ruled by the Hanhuang clan, and the people here never obey the orders of the Hanhuang clan, nor do they have the custom of worshipping the emperor.

At this very moment, the chief of one of the tribes is about to die, and the entire tribe has come here.

The chieftain's withered arm groped outside the animal hide as everyone knelt and listened to his final words.

He kept repeating, "Sacrifice...Sacrifice..."

The crowd asked him, "Are you going to offer sacrifices to Nüba?"

He shook his head: "No...no...it's not..."

The crowd then asked, "What are we worshipping?"

He said, "I will offer sacrifices to the Emperor, to the Yellow Springs, so that the Emperor will record my name in the Yellow Springs...to be reincarnated...to be reborn..."

Although he was about to die, he hoped that the Emperor and the Netherworld would accept him, and that the spirits and beings of the Netherworld and the Northern Underworld would guide him into the cycle of reincarnation.

He hoped his name would be engraved on the Three Lives Stone, and he hoped he would not only have this life but also no afterlife.

The crowd hesitated, but at that moment the chieftain shouted.

"Don't you fear life and death? Aren't you afraid of wandering the earth after death, unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation?"

Then someone said, "What about Nüba? What will happen to Nüba? The witch will be furious."

The chieftain said, "Nüba can only leave the land barren for thousands of miles, but the Emperor can make all living beings in the entire world and the entire Great Wilderness reincarnate."

He spoke those words with all his might, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Everyone immediately knelt down and said something.

"Then we will prepare for the sacrificial ceremony."

Thus, this remote tribal clan, which rarely worshipped the emperor, began to emulate the Hanhuang clan, burning wood to worship heaven, earth, sun, and moon, and praying for reincarnation and death.

It is no coincidence.

Meanwhile, on the other side, a clan near the capital of the emperor.

The shaman of this great clan is about to die. His body has mutated to its limit, but he somehow summoned black water, hoping to form a ghost when he dies.

At this moment, he will be devoured by the two demon gods.

One took his body, the other took his soul.

Compared to some other distant clans and tribes, the people here are more convinced that the Emperor controls the legend of reincarnation.

Moreover, they have worshipped the Emperor for generations, which makes them even more convinced that they can enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn as humans in the next life.

Compared to other tribes, they are more worried about where they will be or where they will go when they are reincarnated as humans again, and what kind of beings they will become.
"Sacrifice..."

"Sacrifice..."

"Offer sacrifices to the Emperor!"

"Then... go, go find my reincarnation."

The group looked at each other, bewildered: "How should we go find it?"

The shaman said, "Go by all means to find the one who was born nearby after my death, someone like me...go find...go find."

The shaman didn't know what method to use, he didn't even know if he could be reincarnated, but at this moment he could only place all his hopes on this.

Suddenly, a force invaded his body, and his body gradually lost its human form, turning into a strange fish.

However, the fish gradually dissolved into the water.

As it melted into the water, the fish's mouth was still opening and closing, straining to open it.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to..."

"Sacrifice to the Emperor... Reincarnation..."

Finally, he disappeared completely.

The Emperor created the Three Lives Stone, but it is not yet fully perfected.

But unbeknownst to them, this stone had already begun to change all the tribes of the Great Wilderness.
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The underworld.

"Crash!"

"Rumble..."

The Yellow Springs River, which had split into three branches, gradually merged back into one after Tu Bo entered the cycle of reincarnation.

The ghost city above the Yellow Springs gradually fell silent, and one by one, the spirits merged into the stone tablet and fell to the ground.

Even the Three Lives Stone gradually lost its luster, and the ever-changing markings on it slowed down.

Before the Stone of Three Lives.

Li Jun didn't take it to heart; he had expected all of this.

"The Kingdom of Mountains and Seas truly cannot do without the Great Witch!"

The cycle of reincarnation initiated by the Three Lives Stone stopped after Tu Bo was reincarnated; it did not continue indefinitely as the outside world had predicted.

However, this didn't matter to Li Jun, since his goal wasn't to initiate reincarnation; he simply wanted to refine the Three Lives Stone.

Now that the Three Lives Stone has been refined and the Kingdom of Mountains and Seas has been successfully established, all that is needed to activate it is to find a great shaman to replace the original Earth Lord, which is not difficult for Li Jun.

But at this point, Li Jun wanted to do more than just that simple thing.

At this moment, Li Jun's previous thoughts resurfaced.

Instead of borrowing the power of demons and spirits, it creates a spirit and then completely controls its power using sacrificial vessels.

Li Jun looked at the Three Lives Stone in front of him, walked around the stone, and slowly said.

"One step further."

"Beyond the Great Wizard, this is power beyond the Great Wizard."

"Phase Four"

"Having achieved this, one can even indirectly influence demons through ghosts and gods."

Therefore, what Li Jun needs to do now is not just to find a great shaman.

He wanted to find a great shaman, then make this shaman a spirit, and then completely merge this spirit with the sacrificial vessels and the land of mountains and seas.

This is a ritual object of the fourth stage, or rather, something that is no longer a ritual object.

However, this has raised a new problem.

"If I were to truly create something that integrates ghosts, gods, sacrificial artifacts, and a kingdom of mountains and seas into one, what would I use to control and master it?"

suddenly.

Li Jun had an idea.

When he was still in the Heavenly Realm, a drop of blood flowed from the palm of the Emperor's body, which then transformed into a peculiar eye.

This eye seems to be searching for, or wanting to attach itself to, something.

"If the Emperor's Body and Double Pupils can control demons, then even if the Emperor's Blood cannot control demons, controlling a ghost or god should not be a problem."

Li Jun immediately used the Bluebird's supernatural powers to see if this method would work.

The bluebird let out a sharp cry, and then Li Jun denied the idea.

No, I have already refined the Azure Bird. If I use the Emperor's blood to refine other ghosts and gods, it will be the same as refining other demons.

Li Jun walked around the Three Lives Stone.

He thought, "Since direct refining doesn't work, how about going in a roundabout way?"

"Since the Bluebird can create witches, and the Candle Dragon can create witches, then the Yellow Springs also have witches."

"Then can I also create a true Emperor Wizard?"

It's not about inheriting the power of the Bluebird, but about obtaining the power of his imperial body.

Li Jun had known for a long time that this imperial body was essentially the same type as those demon gods.

If the other party integrates the Emperor's blood and becomes an Emperor Witch, can they then try to control ghosts and gods?

Li Jun's double pupils lit up; he seemed to see something.

"It's time to make a trip!"

"Create a ghost or god from the underworld!"

"And also, those who inherit the blood of the emperor."

Li Jun left the underworld and headed towards the human world.

(End of this chapter)