Perfect Double Agent

"Is he honing his marksmanship with this...?" The old man was surprised. The chaotic youth was illuminated by golden light, like a golden war god, calmly rampaging on the battlefield. Every time he raised his arm, figures fell.

"My junior brother's strongest skills are swordsmanship and supernatural powers..." The witch was also watching. She liked to see that unyielding back, which was the embodiment of her junior brother's will. His back was not tall, but it was already able to support her.

"boom!"

A terrible change occurred on that battlefield. A golden figure collapsed the space in all directions, annihilated the heavens in all directions, swept away the enemies in all directions, and left behind a pile of broken corpses. It rushed out from the chaos.

However, what came head-on was a dazzling black arrow, forged from dark immortal gold, which shot straight at him. It was too fast; it pierced through the tortoise shield and went straight through Bai Ye's chest, almost shattering his entire body.

It was a tall, indistinct figure, about ten feet tall, carrying a black, golden bow in one hand and a corpse surrounded by three streams of immortal energy in the other. It was as if it had crossed over from another world, terrifying and astonishing.

This is no longer at the level of a true god, but has reached the level of a celestial god. The strength of his essence, energy and spirit completely surpasses that of anyone on this battlefield, not even Bai Ye.

"That's not a place for you, come back!" the old man called from behind.

However, Bai Ye remained unmoved, and didn't even care about the blood still flowing from his chest.

"You're quite good... I'm going to take your corpse back to make a war servant..."

At the same time, the great bow, which was entirely black and made of dark immortal gold, was raised. Countless fine patterns lit up, like ancient demonic runes. With a single slash, the blade light was dense and numerous, like thousands of great rivers rushing in. The scene was extremely terrifying, and the entire battlefield was about to be submerged.

Chapter 258 Orthodox Immortal Lineage

At that moment, Bai Ye wanted to throw the golden spear and kill him directly, which would be the most powerful way to use the golden spear, but he did not do so because he would not get the desired training effect.

"boom!"

The sky and earth were golden, reflecting endless brilliance. A long spear thrust out, piercing through the space in front, forming a huge black hole. It broke through the surface with a single point, as if creating a spatial cataclysm, swallowing all the sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, he swooped down and engaged in close combat. His tall figure was shrouded in black immortal mist, as if he were wearing a suit of immortal golden armor. Just by standing there, he exuded endless majesty.

The great bow was raised with one hand, like a horizontal demonic blade, blocking the golden spear as steady as a rock. At the same time, the bowstring was being pulled back on its own, as if an invisible hand was pulling it, and an incomparably terrifying black arrow was condensing, forming almost instantly.

"Buzz!"

The arrow flew past, its cold light terrifying, grazing Bai Ye's cheek as he turned his head, taking away a strand of hair, and crashing into the distant battlefield, causing a massive annihilation and clearing out a large area.

At the same time, a large shield was raised, like an enlarged fist, and slammed into the chin of the tall figure from below, sending him flying.

In that instant, fifty beams of light shone from the shield, emanating from the scales on the tortoise shell. They merged into one, forming a hazy, enormous radiance that pierced through and engulfed the figure.

However, the tortoise shell was still too weak, at most at the early stage of True God level, close to his realm. Although it had many wonderful uses, it could not cause effective damage.

The figure rushed out, standing a full ten feet tall, his body all muscle, exceptionally majestic, with long purple hair dancing wildly, like an unparalleled demon god. He dropped the corpse in his hand and arrived in an instant, using his bow as a sword to forcefully cleave Bai Ye's head.

This is terrifying. The great bow is forged entirely from dark immortal gold, and it is filled with an eerie and malevolent aura. It is being used as a weapon to cleave the heavens.

"When~"

The golden spear blocked the attack, colliding with the longbow and unleashing unparalleled sword energy that stirred the entire world.

These are two freaks, one wielding a bow as a knife and the other a gun as a sword, wreaking havoc here, their fighting truly fierce, each radiating overwhelming ferocity, like two ancient and malevolent beasts.

"What race is that... a royal family..." The old man's pupils glowed with runic light as he observed the battlefield deep within. The Immortal Ancient Empire was destroyed too suddenly, leaving little legacy for this era. They could only obtain information about the races of other realms through ancient records, the collections of longevity families, and ruins and battlefields.

But that tall, black creature was extremely terrifying; it had killed three peerless geniuses with immortal energy in the ancient times.

"Haven't you gone in and tried it?"

“There are only two battlefields there, one suitable for the true god, and one suitable for the heavenly god.” The old boy shook his head, still watching intently.

Those two beings were like monsters, their bodies burning as they fought, their potential being fully unleashed. Wherever they went, beings on the battlefield of true gods fell in droves.

Even someone as powerful as Bai Ye was covered in knife wounds, with blood flowing freely, and even his Chaos Robe was ripped into strips.

That figure was also in a terrible state, with no fewer than a hundred sword wounds on his body, and blood was still flowing from them. At the edges of those wounds, one could vaguely see the power of time spreading through them.

"boom!"

The figure was forced back, his eyes flashing with cold light. He stood in mid-air, his hand transforming into a palm blade, covered with countless symbols, like an ancient ancestral technique, and emitted one sacrificial sound after another.

At the same time, a tall demonic figure appeared behind him, like an eternal king. Countless powerful clans and countless living beings surrounded him, constantly worshipping him. The scene was eerie and terrifying, indescribable, and filled people with a sense of oppression and trepidation.

Perhaps this is a manifestation of the fact that the ancestors of this tribe were once revered by all tribes, and this is being shown through their descendants.

"The Imperial Clan..." Bai Ye's face was solemn as he put away the golden spear, his arm transforming into a sword embryo.

At that moment, the creature moved, raising its arm high and then slashing down. Behind it, the demonic shadow also raised its hand, moving in sync with the creature.

The scene was astonishing. The palm strike split the sky, the blade's light stretching for tens of thousands of miles, utterly destroying everything in its path, cleaving the entire battlefield's sky in two, as if the blade had severed two worlds, a truly terrifying sight.

Bai Ye was not careless. His right arm sword embryo was enveloped in fragments of spacetime, cleaving through the heavens and earth with eternal radiance, aiming to cut through the universe and see beyond the heavens.

In an instant, this world was utterly destroyed. The battlefield was shattered, countless sword lights surged, and countless fragments of spacetime flew about.

The creature was aging, revealing for the first time its true form covered in sword wounds. It was missing an arm, and blood was flowing freely from between its brows, leaving a terrifying sword hole. Even its wildly flowing purple hair was withering, and its once-powerful body was decaying and aging.

He merged with the demonic shadow behind him, forcefully suppressing himself, becoming extremely ferocious. He roared and charged forward, his blade energy instantly disrupting heaven and earth, slicing through the shroud of time fragments.

On the other side, Bai Ye was also seriously injured. His entire body was almost slashed diagonally, and there was an extremely terrible wound on his neck. The blade energy was corroding his body and destroying all his life force.

This is the true ancestral technique of the imperial clan. The ancestor of this clan once cleaved a vast universe in two with a single strike, his power astonishing. His ancestral technique naturally possesses unparalleled power, leaving behind an indelible ancient mark, which is one of the assets that makes the descendants of the imperial clan so powerful.

"boom!"

Endless time erupted, and the aura of a vast space-time descended, washing over Bai Ye's entire body, allowing him to expel the sword energy within him and regain his mobility.

In an instant, sword energy swept across the sky, threatening to shatter the universe and annihilate countless stars. Time and space seemed to dance, aging the entire world. Accompanied by the tremors of the earth, it was as if another invisible force of time was resonating with it.

The two clashed again, the brutality of the battle gripping the witch's heart. Blood splattered everywhere, and the blood-stained Chaos Robe crumbled into pieces, falling into the distance and instantly annihilating a multitude of lives.

At the same time, the flesh and blood of another being flew away, shattering a space with sword marks. The two were engaged in a final battle, with overwhelming blade light surging around them.

At the same time, sword embryos were also falling in that area, coming against the blade's light, stirring up countless fragments of time, which flew around like dust in the world, incomparably beautiful. They combined with the sword embryos, determined to cleave through the past and present and witness eternity.

"Pfft!"

A desiccated corpse was cleaved in two, and the heavens and earth were split open. A figure emerged from the blood and stood in the air.

At this moment, Bai Ye was undoubtedly in a very bad state. His whole body was covered in bloodstains, some of his own and some of his enemies'. However, his spirit and energy had not weakened. On the contrary, they were being sublimated, as if he were undergoing a transformation.

But at that moment, hordes of creatures attacked from afar. This was a battlefield, and enemies were everywhere. No one would give him time to recover.

"Buzz!"

He unleashed a world imprint, which transformed into a nascent universe that enveloped him and protected him.

At the same time, he sat down cross-legged, and a guqin, formed from the convergence of time, appeared on his lap.

"When~"

The strings were plucked, and the notes resonated, rising melodiously like ripples on the river of time. As soon as they began to play, the whole world resonated with them, as if ancient times were resounding, and at the same time, a mysterious and indistinct tall figure appeared, like a king descending, his body settling the world.

"He... he actually stirred up a scene from the past... was that the Immortal King Wuzhong? What is his relationship with that person?" The old man was shocked, his eyes wide.

"What other relationship could there be? My junior brother inherited the legacy of two great immortal kings, Wuzhong and Liudao Lunhui. He is a true little immortal king of the Nine Heavens, a legitimate direct descendant of the immortals!"

Chapter 259 The Sequel to the Era

The old man stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost. The girl's clear voice still echoed in his ears, making him gasp for air.

Although he also felt that the boy who was taken away cheaply was very different, he never cared about the title of Little Immortal King.

But now, he felt something was different, as if it were preordained. This guy was really a little monster who could draw out the mark of the Immortal King of No End!

It's as if he really is a descendant of the Celestial King, leaving no room for argument and instead feeling incredibly shocked.

The music continued, its melodious notes growing more stirring, accompanied by an indescribable heaviness, as if the entire world was weeping.

It's like a war song, or like playing the twilight of an era. There are swords and horses, battles and carnage, the sky is weeping, and blood and gore are falling. Dense raindrops are like one blood-red star after another, crashing down.

"Roar!"

At the far end of the earth, an unparalleled being was clashing, smashing countless mountains and leaving a spatial rift. It came from the depths of the no-man's land and stopped in the distance.

It was a tall, decaying creature with tattered wings and rotting flesh covering its body. Its empty eyes were fixed on the figure playing the piano in the blood-red rain.

Meanwhile, in other directions, ancient beings were approaching, each one sacred, like ancient emperors returning from the distant past, exuding a terrifying aura that could swallow mountains and rivers.

"They are..." The witch was shocked. This was very abnormal; the current scene was far too eerie.

"Don't move... These are heroic spirits, formed from their undying fighting spirit and obsession. They are all powerful warriors who died in battle. There are quite a few like them in this no-man's-land." The old man was also trembling. Those people were once beings of the Nine Heavens, who died to protect the Nine Heavens. Some of them left behind their undying obsession, which has now been attracted here.

Could it be... that this child will become the supreme ruler of the Nine Heavens in the future?

Is he destined to become the leader of the Nine Heavens and lead the Nine Heavens in battle?

The sound of the zither resonated, shaking heaven and earth. An ancient aura permeated the air, sorrowful and oppressive, so heavy that it was hard to breathe. Even the nine celestial beings on the battlefield wept silently, their tears sliding down their faces.

Even further out in the distance, more heroic spirits were manifesting, some grieving, others suppressing their anger with low growls.

The Twilight of the Era—that was their twilight, their unwillingness to accept defeat, the embodiment of their final battle, and the heartfelt voice of a Celestial King leader.

Is this their destiny? Is this the inevitable end of the Immortal Era? There's no way to reverse it; everything will eventually be buried.

But in the end, a glimmer of hope emerged from the music. A new melody began to play, melodious and lively, connecting with the impending doom of the epochal twilight, like a gentle spring rain, silently caressing each tearful figure.

This was strange. The blood rain stopped, and a rain of light fell from the sky. Life began to flourish on the earth, greenery appeared, and Dao flowers bloomed, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

After the twilight of the era comes a new chapter, a new beginning. It's as if all life has been buried, and flowers will bloom in the next life. Hope is not in the ancient times, but in the future.

"The Immortal King Wuzhong continued the broken song... or did he foresee that this era was just the beginning of his rise?" The old man was filled with excitement, his hands and feet seemingly at a loss for what to do, muttering to himself, and tears were faintly visible falling from his eyes.

No one expected this to happen, not even Bai Ye. Both of his musical notes required time to activate, whether it was the end of time or the twilight of an era. Therefore, he was guarding the nascent universe, preparing to unleash a massacre.

However, this unexpectedly stirred up Wu Zhong, who, to be honest, was completely bewildered.

However, he was calming his mind and constantly reflecting on this, which was a sequel, from destruction to a new beginning, as if the extreme of death could be transformed into life.

Gradually, the world seemed to stand still, like a painting, with only the sound of the zither rippling and caressing the heavens and earth.

The process itself wasn't very long, but for those involved, it felt as if an entire era had passed.

Finally, the old man trembled and released a powerful supreme aura, as if he had gained indescribable insights from enlightenment, and his spirit and energy surged.

However, upon regaining his senses, he quickly looked at the witch, because she was just a minor Venerable and would be killed by his aura.

Strangely, the girl was unharmed and still meditating with her eyes closed. In her two hands, a stone bead emitted chaotic energy and a golden bead emitted soft fairy light, protecting her.

"The relic of the immortal monk..." The old man took a deep breath, feeling somewhat dazed. What kind of two children had he brought back?

However, at this moment, Wu Zhong's figure had already disappeared, and the strange phenomena in the world had also vanished. The battlefield was still the battlefield, and the blood sand remained unchanged. But in the center, there was a young man sitting cross-legged. He was shrouded in time, his eyes closed and motionless, and his aura was so withered that it seemed to have no vitality at all.

But the next moment, a rumbling sound of blood energy rang out in that area, and at the same time, a wisp of life burst forth and grew extremely fast.