Shrouding the Heavens: Simultaneous Transmigration, Heavenly Emperor's Stern Father

He saw a man with flowing sleeves and an ancient sword hanging at his waist, the sword being three feet long.

He saw the sword pierce through the pool of blood, cut through the heart, and sever the head.

As the blood mist filled the air, a torrential downpour began. The man slowly ran his fingers along the blade of the sword, washing away the blood with the rain.

That was an ancient, yellowed era.

Thorns covered the fields, wild forests grew rampant, and even the wind carried the dust of antiquity.

Both men and women were dressed in coarse cloth, and their speech was indistinct. The crude city walls collapsed into mud, and the laws on the stone tablets withered and disappeared one by one.

Time rolls back... from the emperor's enfeoffment to the abdication of the emperor, all the way back to slash-and-burn agriculture and eating raw meat.

That sword accompanied him throughout the world.

At the mountaintop, amidst a sea of ​​clouds, the stars shone brightly.

On the vast, desolate land, a voice rang out for the first time:

"The sword is three feet long. The first foot opens up the wilderness; the second foot establishes rules; the third foot brings harmony among the people. This is my only wish in life..."

This sound will resound like thunder across every inch of the land for thousands of years to come, influencing countless generations to come, and continuing endlessly.

People began to carve four characters on pottery, tortoise shells, and animal bones:

As the sage said.

The gaze continues to push forward, ever forward.

He stood in the most desolate center of the universe.

Stars appear and disappear before my eyes, and countless star stones, born at some unknown time, float in lonely solitude.

Some are dazzling and spectacular, while others live a life of solitude.

Right in the center of the field of vision, a meteorite with a long, fiery tail is breaking free from the earth and flying towards the boundless starry sky.

The world was desolate, and the stars and stones were dim and without light.

In this extreme cold and loneliness, that single, flying flame is the only warmth.

Even against a vast backdrop, it appears so small as if it could be swallowed up at any moment.

Even if he is burned to the ground, he still wants that one moment of brilliance!

He kept flying and flying.

Amidst the desolate Milky Way, a straight streak of light is drawn, flowing backwards towards an infinite source.

Finally, my field of vision suddenly shrank, becoming a single point.

At that moment, he heard his heartbeat.

A massive, unique, heartbeat.

That was a heart formed from meteorite iron.

Ye Chen composed himself and began to carefully sort out the memories that were fused into the sword's heart.

From the nascent intelligence born in the hands of a sage, to the tempering in blood and fire over hundreds of years, and then to the agony of annihilation before the furnace...

"To become human, to live on, to become the best in the world, to achieve a perfect life, to become the best in the world, to live the most perfect life..."

Ye Chen suddenly understood what he wanted in this world.

He wanted to be a human being, to stand at the pinnacle of the Qiongming world as a human being, and to be remembered by everyone as Ye Chen, rather than being recorded in history as the weapon "Qiongming Sword".

He wanted to taste the divine food and wine, to feel the warmth of the sun on his skin, to hold one hand in another, and to step on the damp earth.

He wants to love someone, hate someone, laugh and cry, instead of just buzzing and trembling.

"I will accept this last wish."

Ye Chen whispered to himself.

The voice was very soft, as if talking to himself, yet the sword vibrated with a clear and resonant sound!

Only then did he truly integrate into the world of the Chronicles of the Goddess Qiongming.

Thirty thousand years ago, a human sage used meteorite iron from outer space to forge a sword three feet long. People called it the Three-Foot Sword, but its predecessor was actually called the Qiongming Sword.

He is the father of Lin Xuanyan, the sword spirit of the protagonist's Three-Foot Sword, or more precisely, his predecessor, the sword spirit of the Qiongming Sword.

The current timeline is still a long way from the start of the story.

With his peak cultivation level at the other side of the sky, quickly completing a perfect ending and fulfilling his last wish would naturally not be a problem.

"Goodness, I feel completely drained, but I've finally fulfilled my last wish..."

Pei Yuhan, Lu Jiajing, Ji Chanxi, Nangong, Shao Shenyun...

"You have truly caused me great suffering..."

Fortunately, all the effort was worthwhile.

Having successfully fulfilled his last wish, his combat power has doubled once again.

After Qiong Ming, Ye Chen experienced the world of Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, but it was a modified version of the Tang Dynasty. He was reborn into the world of Bian Bufu, and his last wishes were very similar to those of Qiong Ming.

Having experienced the world of Qiongming, Ye Chen easily fulfilled his last wish.

This time, his last wish was even simpler. With a casual flick of his finger, Ye Chen destroyed the protagonist's luck of the reborn Bian Bufu and rewrote the landscape of the martial arts world with his supreme divine power.

He brought all the sects of both the righteous and the demonic paths under his command, becoming the supreme ruler of the martial arts world, worshipped by all people, and established the new dynasty of Daqian, sweeping away neighboring countries and unifying the world.

Interspersed throughout are scenes featuring women like Shi Feixuan, Wanwan, and Shi Qingxuan, which are popular with the masses. In the end, he leads the women through the void.

He left behind a legend of a great Qianlong Emperor whose achievements surpassed those of the Three Sovereigns and whose virtue exceeded that of the Five Emperors. He had three thousand concubines, shattered the void, and ascended to heaven in broad daylight.

Two worlds, turned upside down in a short period of time.

When Ye Chen's consciousness returned to the heavens, the figures of two "selves" on the two stars began to glow, embedded in the dark sky.

"This life has finally come to a fulfillment."

At the same time, Ye Chen felt a series of booming sounds coming from inside his body.

The talents, insights, and primal power belonging to the two selves surged into every part of their bodies like a tidal wave, and all the shackles shattered simultaneously...

The other shore underwent nine transformations simultaneously at this moment!

The surging energy surged through his limbs and bones, his aura rising wildly until it finally shattered the last barrier.

The other shore is perfect.

Ye Chen slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling the vast, ocean-like power within his body, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Shouldn't the next step be to reduce the emptiness and then attain the fruition of the path?"

Ye Chen was lost in thought.

Unfortunately, he was only on the other side of the world of "Covering the Sky," not on the other side of the world of "A Supreme Being."

"The last wishes of those from lower realms are indeed the easiest to fulfill. Speedrunning two world champions in exchange for six breakthroughs in my metamorphosis... This deal is worthwhile."

Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back in the heavens, gazing at the two newly born stars with a profound look in his eyes. His basic combat power had officially increased tenfold.

"In other words, my normal state is equivalent to being in a state where I've activated the 'All' Secret Technique!"

"My cultivation has officially reached the Ninth Heaven of the Other Shore, and I am about to break through to the Dao Palace Secret Realm."

"Now is the time to forge your own weapon."

The other shore is perfect.

Next comes the most important step in the Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm: refining one's natal weapon.

Previously, due to a lack of scriptures, Ye Chen had not yet forged his own natal weapon.

Now that he is about to break through to the Dao Palace and has the complete "Dao Jing" Wheel Sea Chapter in hand, it is time to forge his own weapon. He opened his eyes, and a divine light flashed in his eyes.

"What kind of weapon should we forge?"

Ye Chen's thoughts surged like a tide.

This is a natal artifact, and it is no small matter.

It is not an ordinary magic weapon, but a tool for achieving enlightenment that accompanies a cultivator throughout their life.

From the Sea of ​​Wheels to the Sendai, from a mortal body to a Great Emperor, the natal weapon grows along with the cultivator, and eventually has the opportunity to transform into an ultimate imperial weapon.

When the Great Emperor does not appear, the Imperial Army reigns supreme.

An imperial weapon is the foundation of an immortal legacy, enough to suppress the fortune of eternity. In the history of Shrouding the Heavens, almost every kind of artifact has been made into an imperial weapon.