Perfect Double Agent

This kind of permanence not only means that combat power may not decline due to other factors, but also that each time it grows, it becomes permanent, and each time it weakens the enemy, the enemy is permanently defeated.

You must understand that in later realms, it is basically impossible to kill enemies across borders. The battles will be fought between those of the same level. If someone were to master this ability, it would be like a father beating his son. One-on-one combat would be completely unbeatable. The longer the fight goes on, the more terrifying the growth of the individual would become. Who could stop them?

Fortunately, Ye Qingxian breathed a sigh of relief. The old man wasn't that abnormal. After breaking into the third level and dealing with the forty-nine humanoid lightning bolts on it, not only did his growth stop, but his combat power also began to decline back to normal, as if the duration had ended.

The old man stood silently in the fourth tribulation of lightning, the sword in his hand having transformed back into the first wisp of immortal energy. He looked up at the end of the continent formed by the lightning.

The enormous golden stele was incredibly majestic. Around it, all living beings knelt and worshipped, trembling and whimpering as if in fear.

"The Great Dao Guillotine..."

This is extremely terrifying. It is clearly a stone tablet, covered with endless runes, and extremely sacred. However, the scenery around it is too eerie, making one's scalp tingle at first glance.

Chapter 250 The Tribulation Ends

"boom!"

The stone tablet rose up from the ground on its own, instantly crossing over and descending to suppress all living beings. Accompanied by supreme heavenly might and unparalleled lightning, the heavens and earth were pierced in an instant.

The old man's clothes fluttered and his hair danced as lightning struck him, clanging and ringing like metal striking metal. Undeterred by the overwhelming power, he raised his fist and unleashed a barrage of punches. With each swing of his fist, six unified universes rotated within it, releasing the power of reincarnation to resist the golden stone tablet.

This was terrifying. Even so, his legs continued to descend, forcefully creating two black holes, as if he were enduring indescribable pressure. The black holes had already swallowed his knees.

He kept throwing punch after punch, as if to prove his indomitable spirit. Even if the sky fell, he would fight it back. This was a kind of spirit, and even more so, a kind of will.

"Boom!"

The stone tablet seemed to have reached its limit, and with each blow, it exploded completely.

However, at that very moment, a sudden change occurred. The golden tablet disintegrated, revealing an intensely bright, white expanse filled with the dazzling light of snow-white blades, so brilliant it was almost blinding.

They resembled countless ancient runes, or the embodiment of mysterious power, transforming into a guillotine the moment they appeared.

Suddenly, a special power emanated, irresistible and unstoppable, terrifying and possessing unfathomable power. It instantly imprisoned the old man, suppressing him under the blade. With a "whoosh," the raised blade slid down, severing him at the waist. Accompanied by a splatter of blood, the two halves of his body fell to the ground.

"To walk under the guillotine of the Great Dao... and annihilate all living beings..."

This was an incredibly grand voice, as if it were upholding the will of Heaven and proclaiming a decree. It was cold and ruthless, resounding throughout the heavens and earth, and extremely awe-inspiring.

However, this strike not only severed the physical body, but also the primordial spirit; it severed everything in one strike and sent the soul to its death.

The thunder continued, violent and terrifying, each bolt like a colossal dragon roaring as it crashed down, cleaving the two halves of the corpse, splattering blood and mangled flesh.

But the old man did not die. Even though his face was contorted with pain and his teeth were clenched, his will remained firm. He was struggling and forcibly rebuilding himself.

At the same time, countless fine lines reappeared on his body surface, intertwining in mid-air and connecting the body that had been broken in two.

A moment later, he stood up again amidst the endless barrage of lightning, his body completely restored.

However, what is puzzling is that the world has begun to rewind, time is flowing backward, and space is distorting. This is the old man using his great power to forcibly reverse time.

This was terrifying. The Great Dao Guillotine reappeared. The process was short, only a few breaths, but he was imprisoned again and then suppressed. The guillotine cleaved the old man in two.

"What is he doing..." Ye Qingxian was stunned. Was the great weirdo always this ruthless to himself in his youth? This is not a tribulation, but clearly a request for execution.

Two times, three times... five times...

"He was taking the opportunity to comprehend the unique power contained within the Great Dao Guillotine..."

"Comprehend the Great Dao Guillotine?" Ye Qingxian's eyelids twitched as she watched the old man being slain time and time again. Behind every powerful person lies countless sacrifices; no one has a smooth journey. Willpower and opportunity are always indispensable.

Anyone else would probably have found it unbearable, but the old man remained silent. After each incident, he would sit cross-legged for a while, his brow glowing, and activate the Heaven-Severing Technique to steal the items.

This is a process, but the tribulation of lightning will eventually dissipate and cannot last for a long time. The appearance of the Great Dao Guillotine is already the most terrifying tribulation of lightning at the current level.

Faintly visible, at the moment when the tribulation lightning was about to dissipate, in the deepest part of the sky, there was a Execution Platform, with countless beings worshipping below it. Above it, the Great Dao Guillotine lay horizontally, its dark red blade seemingly recording the tragic deaths of countless peerless heroes, still retaining a terrifying aura that sends chills down one's spine.

That was the true Great Dao Guillotine, the original form, far superior to the guillotine formed from the runes in the golden stone tablet.

However, the guillotine did not descend; it merely manifested. This meant that the old man would eventually be stabbed, and it would be a stab that was said to be certain death.

"Is that the Great Dao Guillotine...?"

Three figures approached rapidly from afar and witnessed this scene, causing them to feel a pang of anxiety.

"Has the boss advanced to True God...?"

Both the witch and the golden ape looked up. In the sky, the thunderclouds had receded, leaving only a tall old man. He was enveloped by a dense waterfall of time, and a large ball of golden lightning tribulation liquid lingered in front of him. Although the old man had concealed his aura, the terrifying power that was faintly emanating from him was causing the entire world to distort.

"Junior brother..."

The witch arrived, her large eyes flashing as she looked at the old face that was both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar. She wasn't afraid; instead, she reached out to touch it. Her long, slender, white fingers trembled, revealing her inner unease and worry, a stark contrast to the old face.

"I'm fine, I've succeeded." Bai Ye comforted him. No matter the era, it always warms the heart to know that someone is always worried and concerned about you.

However, it seems that Ye Qingxian has already left.

"Has the Great Dao Guillotine been overcome?" The witch was still somewhat nervous and afraid. She, who was usually fearless, always panicked and found it difficult to calm down when it came to her junior brother's affairs.

"The strongest lightning tribulation in the Divine Fire Realm is the Golden Stele. The Immortal Slaying Platform might only descend in the Void Path or the Self-Slaying Realm." Bai Ye nodded. It wasn't that he wasn't strong enough, but that lightning tribulations have certain limits at a certain stage. In the Divine Fire Realm, the Golden Stele is the ceiling, and nothing more terrifying will descend.

"Let's go home. I have some things to give to Niu Niu."

"Mmm." The witch nodded.

……

……

a few days later.

In the palace on Tianhu Mountain, Bai Ye walked out. Faintly visible behind him, a bull-like figure was continuously absorbing blood in a pool through the gate.

He bought a jar of divine blood from the Heaven-Shaking Ox in Black Cloud City. This ox was a race from the Immortal Ancient Era, whose strength could shake the heavens. In legend, it was second only to the Heavenly Horned Ant race, whose strength was the ultimate.

However, Bai Ye was unsure of the extent of the effect. If it didn't work, he would have to let Taurus fuse with the immortal dragon essence blood that Xiao Bai had given him. Combined with the Bloodline Fruit, it might allow Taurus to undergo an unimaginable transformation and soar to new heights.

After returning to his own little world in the heart of the lake, he began to immerse himself again. He was still in his old age, but this state had begun to recover after he advanced to the True God realm.

However, what he could not forget was that when he first became an old man, he had entered a very special state in which his combat power could soar wildly in a short period of time. Later, the state disappeared, and that feeling never appeared again.

This should be similar to the tenfold increase of Jie. It is the technique that Shi Hao was born from the third Supreme Bone Nirvana. In fact, everyone takes a different path, but the secret techniques they obtain are also different. At a certain level, many people actually have this kind of secret technique that can improve combat power in a short time.

The only difference is that his secret power seems to have been generated from the patterns within his body, which is very strange.

The patterns appeared after he accidentally attained enlightenment in the bronze coffin, almost causing him to shatter into countless pieces and die instantly. At the time, he thought someone was plotting against him, but later he discovered that the patterns were simply too extraordinary for him to bear.

Now, these patterns are densely covering his physical body and primordial spirit, and have long since merged with him, like the primordial power of a great spacetime mother, similar to mother energy, and seemingly capable of nurturing supernatural powers.

Chapter 251 Divine Beast Shield

The following day, an ancient warship emerged from the void, traversed the no-man's land, and landed in the Three Thousand Provinces.

The bow of the ship was crowded with people, including the elderly and the young and ambitious.

"Is this the Three Thousand Provinces of the Lower Realm...? I wonder if the people here are strong enough..." someone said excitedly.

Some people scoffed, "How strong can it be? All ten places are the same, barren lands. I bet the lower realm is full of bumpkins."

"Indeed, why did they send us to bring our junior brother back to the Dao Sect? I don't think any geniuses can emerge from the lower realm. I guess he's been overhyped and attracted the attention of some important figures within the sect. I don't know what they're thinking, but I heard that the Dao Seed that was originally going to be assigned to Senior Brother Qitian has been temporarily shelved."

The young people on the ship kept talking, each one of them arrogant and aloof, their transcendence seemingly etched into their very bones. Their disdain was undisguised, and they kept referring to themselves as "the lower realm," as if they were just visiting a native world. If the people of the Three Thousand Provinces knew this, they would probably be so angry they would vomit blood.

"The little ones are reacting quite strongly." At the stern of the warship, two figures stood side by side: an old man with a serious expression and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with his hands behind his back, looking old-fashioned. Although he was young, his eyes seemed to contain endless years, and he was excessively weathered.

"There will be conflict everywhere. There can be no growth in a peaceful environment. Did you come down to the mortal realm for a spiritual journey while you were passing by?" the old man asked cautiously.

Because this young man is not a real young man, but an extremely old senior. He was originally a guest of Jie Tian Dao, discussing the Dao with the Dao Master. Later, due to some events that happened in the No Man's Land, concerning the people of Jie Tian Dao, he was sent down to guide them to the Nine Heavens. This old senior came along along the way.

"That's true, but I'm still curious to know just how outstanding a person must be to call themselves a Little Immortal King." The young man gazed into the distance, reached out and clapped his hand, and the entire warship pierced through the void, traveling at an unimaginable speed.

This scene made the old man's eyelids twitch, but in fact, he didn't know if they were outstanding or not, because many years ago, the Taoist lineage in the lower realm had reported that they wanted to send a pair of senior and junior disciples to the Taoist sect, saying that they were good prospects, but then they lost contact.

However, he also didn't believe there could be any good talents in this lower realm.

……

Meanwhile, Bai Ye, inside the small world, was completely unaware that someone had already set their sights on him.

At this moment, he looked at the two golden bones in his hands and shook his head repeatedly.

One is a hand bone shaped like a claw, with golden crow patterns on it, as if it were transformed from the third leg of a golden crow.

This is a celestial bone that can be used as a seed of enlightenment. It contains the Golden Crow Treasure Technique. He and the witch manifested it through the stone bead and the relic. It is not difficult to learn the treasure technique.

But the difficult part is a piece of skull in his right hand.

If this bone were polished, it could be used as a breastplate. It was covered with dense golden sword-shaped patterns, like mysterious and incomprehensible characters. Each pattern had a terrifying sword light, but no matter how he tried to activate it, there was no reaction.

The Great Sun Heavenly Lord, who was once a half-step Supreme, obtained this bone over ten thousand years but still couldn't figure it out. He only knew it was a treasure and always carried it with him. Now, he is in the same situation. He knows it's a treasure, but no matter how he tries to activate it, he can't open it. This is probably a torment for anyone.

"Don't you have any ideas at all?"

"No..." The Wheel of Reincarnation shook, transmitting divine thoughts, "This thing requires a key. If I force it open, it will only damage it. You need the corresponding sword technique to activate it."

"The prologue?"

Bai Ye was suspicious. He just felt that this broken plate was sometimes extremely unreliable. After all, its owner was not very reliable either, and it was also good friends with Wu Zhong. It was really hard to say what the personalities of the six brothers on the plate were.

Just like the Black Emperor, that dead dog told him about the vicinity, but who knows if that vicinity is directly another realm or a heaven.

"Forget it, I'll go find someone to try." Bai Ye got up, took away the skull, and used the Reincarnation Disc to teleport.

……

The Celestial Academy is undoubtedly a beautiful sight in the Upper Realm. Whether it's the nearby mining areas, the endless legends of celestial fire and celestial gold, or the countless beauties of the mortal world, this area has always been a must-pass route for outstanding talents from all races.

However, recently, this area has become quite lively, with prodigies appearing from time to time, and even the first generation frequently making appearances.

"Good heavens, the guardian beast of the Western Heaven Sect, Ge Dun, is here again. Is he going to spar with Feng Wu?" Someone in the Heavenly Immortal Academy said, pointing to the back of a fat man in front of them.

"That lecherous turtle? He appeared two months ago and has been squatting outside the Heavenly Immortal Academy ever since. He's probably after the fairies on the Heavenly Immortal Ranking. I heard he once tried to kidnap the princess of the North Sea Flood Dragon Clan, but he failed."

People often gossip about it; the reason young people are called young is because they have that kind of impulsive energy that makes them fearless.

Some people like to prove their strength by stealing. This is not uncommon. If you have the ability, it is not impossible to steal a holy maiden of a religion.

"Arrogant and domineering, revealing his true self; reckless and unrestrained, startling all directions; one day his true name will be known throughout the world; I ask you, who in this era can compare to him!"

The fat man in front of them walked slowly towards an area called the Lake Pavilion, his hands behind his back, leaving behind a powerful and imposing figure that left all the creatures who heard about it stunned.

"This fat guy can even write poetry? Is he really going to kidnap someone?" Immediately, many people got excited and quickly followed.

"Ge Dun? Hasn't this tortoise been killed yet?" Among the figures, some looked in confusion at the direction the fat man had walked, because that area was a major scenic spot open to the Heavenly Immortal Academy. In the depths there, one could vaguely see several beautiful and charming fairies gathered together, laughing and waving bamboo pens, as if they were writing calligraphy and painting.