Perfect Double Agent

"How did he do that... to create magic outside the palace?!" All the important figures stared wide-eyed.

As people who have been through it all, they naturally know how difficult this path is. To get to this point, everyone has gone through multiple hardships, received preferential treatment from family resources, and had countless blessings. But when they were young, they felt they didn't have enough time to cultivate, let alone create a new method.

This is a common phenomenon. People inherit the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Supreme Techniques, Immortal Arts, Heavenly Skills, Ten Fierce Techniques, etc. from the ancient immortals. They can just pick up what's readily available and don't need to create anything themselves. Even if they did create something, they would need to spend a lot of time and energy to polish and perfect it. Most importantly, the power of what they picked up is not as great as what they already had.

Even they only delve into developing their own unique supernatural abilities when they reach a point where they can no longer progress and are stuck at a bottleneck.

"Could it be that little fairy king?"

The expressions of the important figures varied, even Xu Mingxuan, who always kept his hands behind his back, showed a particular emotion.

"I heard that the young man was quite amazing, and his talent was terrifying. He was brought from the lower realm to the Nine Heavens by the seniors of the Immortal Academy. While in the lower realm, he created a very strange divine power called something like 'Eternal Emptiness.' Unfortunately, he was too young after all." The red-haired old man was still smiling, stroking his beard, his face glowing red, extremely calm, seemingly very confident in his descendant.

In fact, the Silver-Patterned Divine Lord only paused for a moment before walking over. Cultivators are meant to fight against others and against the heavens. To retreat after just one meeting is cowardice before the battle even begins. It is only natural to greet someone out of basic courtesy.

In particular, everyone here is a chosen one, so who would submit to whom?

"This place is taken..."

The light, casual words made the Silver-Patterned Divine Lord raise an eyebrow. "Is that so? If you go in, I will naturally leave. You sit outside and abandon the Creation Palace, wasting it. Don't you think that's too arrogant... junior!"

The Silver-Patterned Divine Lord made his move. With a flick of his sleeve, a silver pattern flew out, imprinted in the air, and transformed into a great mountain, exuding an astonishing aura of heaven and earth, which descended instantly.

However, it was somewhat unethical to intervene during the creation of the technique. Nevertheless, no one said anything. That was a minor immortal king; anyone else would have been on high alert.

However, the figure didn't move at all. It simply raised its hand to compress, merging the nine heavens and ten earths, the nine universes, and the six portals, forming an ancient and dark portal in front of it, which instantly sucked the Great Mountain into it.

The Silver-Patterned Divine Lord was astonished. His hands moved extremely quickly, and he was about to activate his family's Heavenly Technique when, strangely, he heard a call at that moment. Ancient and mysterious scriptures resounded in his mind, causing his brain to momentarily daze.

When he came to his senses, he found himself standing in front of a gate. The gate was two meters high and one meter wide, and it was very ordinary. At the top of the gate was a pattern that looked like the word "rebirth". On the sides were patterns of heaven and earth, sun, moon and stars, and all things. He didn't know where it led, which made him feel a little uneasy and even instinctively afraid.

"Having passed through the gate of rebirth... one's sins are absolved upon reincarnation..."

This was a sound of heaven and earth, like the voice of the heavens, which made the Silver-Patterned Divine Lord tremble and stare blankly as he involuntarily entered the Gate of Rebirth.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light swept out, causing a mournful scream to erupt from within the portal, like the cry of a vengeful ghost, sending chills down one's spine, yet leaving one wondering what had happened inside.

"sleep……"

Just then, the woman who looked like Sleeping Beauty suddenly uttered a syllable, startling the seated figure and causing his eyes to glaze over.

At the same time, a strange, blood-red flower bloomed above the woman's head. It seemed to be rooted inside her head, emanating an indescribable law that made the figure drowsy and about to fall into a deep sleep.

However, the light of the opponent's primordial spirit was extremely terrifying, overflowing from between his eyebrows, causing the woman to suddenly open her eyes. She could vaguely see that they were two dreamlike eyes, with a dazzling and hazy light, flowing with a mysterious and unpredictable power that made the heavens and earth tremble.

"A dream spanning ten thousand autumns!"

The Crimson Dream Fairy gave a soft shout. No one could see her make any move, yet the figure couldn't help but close his eyes, as if he were about to fall into a deep sleep, and his blood and energy seemed to be draining away.

This is an extremely strange method, governed by the laws of time, making it impossible to defend against. Perhaps those whose primordial spirit power is lower than that of Fairy Chi Meng will be powerless to resist it.

But the person who resembled the Little Immortal King was very powerful. He raised his eyes, and his pupils were still moving. The light of his primordial spirit shining out was incomparably dazzling, causing Fairy Chi Meng to tremble uncontrollably. Her eyes bled, her brows cracked, and she was about to be devoured.

Bai Ye looked up, his face turned, and he was about to stand up. He had once combined the three great heavenly skills and fought He Wushuang. Later, he had also studied them and planned to recombine them to create his own method. These two people were good test subjects.

Perhaps because an external force was stimulating his primordial spirit, something unusual was flowing in its deepest part, very subtle and extremely difficult to detect.

"Not enough, far from it. Is this all you're capable of...?"

A contemptuous voice rang out, but Bai Ye remained unmoved. Even the important figures outside were glaring at him, because Bai Ye hadn't retaliated yet, letting Fairy Chi Meng cast her spell. As a result, Fairy Chi Meng's eyes bled, but he still couldn't break through her defenses.

Even the red-haired old man was staring intently, his nose almost crooked with anger, "Too arrogant! Meng'er has had extraordinary opportunities since childhood, accidentally entering an ancient land and obtaining the inheritance of an ancient immortal from two eras ago. She is quiet until she makes a name for herself, and when she really goes all out, no one of her level can stop her!"

This is astonishing information. Two eras ago, it was an era that no one knew about, but everything associated with it was an extraordinary legacy.

“Dream…I heard my father mention it when I was a child…” Xu Mingxuan murmured.

But as soon as he finished speaking, everyone was shocked. Xu Mingxuan's father, that old emperor, was definitely a powerful person. He was one of the most ancient people in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. His cultivation had long reached the Profound Realm and he was still alive. How could the inheritance that even the old man mentioned be simple?

At this moment, an unprecedented surge of Dao energy was also emanating from the mirror. Even the flowers above Fairy Chi Meng's head were blooming with a hazy Dao light. As they opened and closed, a small female figure appeared, resonating with the entire world.

"A grand dream through the ages... the soul returns to its homeland!"

"boom!"

The heavens and earth trembled, and a dreamlike radiance transformed into a giant ancient character, which arrived in an instant and appeared above the Little Immortal King's head before descending.

"Will it work..." Bai Ye murmured, feeling drowsy. Countless rays of light transformed into chains of the Great Dao, trying to bind his primordial spirit and force him into a cycle of reincarnation in a dream.

But he was certain he could break free and remain unaffected.

However, he did not struggle. Instead, he closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep, wanting to see what the strange movement was.

It was eerie, as if he were dreaming, suddenly transported to another world.

This is a valley, surrounded by rocky mountains, shrouded in mist, like a veil of fog waiting to be lifted.

"Grandpa, what are you drawing?"

It was a very clear and crisp child's voice, very familiar.

Bai Ye walked over, passing through the mist, as if entering an independent space-time, where an old man, a young man, and a mountain seemed to rise into the starry sky, and there was nothing else.

The old man was carving with his fingers, the lines resembling the lines of the Great Dao, each stroke radiating astonishing spatial and temporal fluctuations, as if he were constructing a primitive rune resembling the pattern of a "gu".

"Gu? Grandpa, are you passing on the gu clan's precious technique?" The child was very excited, his eyes fixed on the primitive runes, as if trying to memorize them.

"No... I'm just stretching my muscles after sitting for a long time..." The old man was very kind, with one hand behind his back, carving there, it was unclear whether he wanted to imprint it in the child's mind or simply imprint it into the void.

The character “蛄” seems simple, yet it seems to contain the myriad dimensions of time and space, endlessly changing and mysterious, which fascinates children. They keep scratching their heads and cheeks, and after a while, they even reach out to imitate the old man’s drawing by resonating with the vast space-time around them.

This surprised the blond old man. He glanced at the child out of the corner of his eye, observing him quietly. A moment later, the child was exhausted, covered in sweat, and collapsed. In front of him, a strange, graffiti-like rune hovered in the air, imprinted by the Great Spacetime.

The old man shook his head, looked at the sleeping child, sat cross-legged on the ground, and led the child over. He stroked the child's forehead, and with each stroke, a radiant light entered.

"Is it a memory from the past..." Bai Ye stood in the distance, also looking, but what he was looking at was the "gu" character pattern carved by the old man.

Needless to say, Gu Zu must have tampered with things. He had no way of knowing how much he had left behind. The old man remained sitting there cross-legged, with a child lying on his lap who seemed to be dreaming. He could even hear the child grinding his teeth.

"Time and space are full of tribulations. The more you are given, the more calamities you will face. The more amazing you are, the shorter you will live. Like me, like that endless..." The old man stared at the sky, motionless, as if petrified, even his figure was dimming.

"Many tribulations..." Bai Ye's body was also fading, and he gradually became clear-headed, but a childhood memory appeared in his mind.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Fairy Chi Meng was swaying precariously, blood flowing from her seven orifices, her entire face contorted, yet she was still doing her utmost to suppress Bai Ye.

Before him, however, the door remained the same, with a pair of skeletal arms clinging to the doorframe as if trying to crawl out of hell, gradually revealing a skull that seemed to have three eyes.

"Young man!"

The Silver-Patterned God roared, his primordial spirit fire trembled, and the vertical silver pattern between his brows opened a crack in an instant.

Suddenly, an incredibly terrifying eye appeared from within it.

It was too eerie, radiating endless red light. Even with just a crack open, a terrifying killing intent surged forth.

This is not the power of the Silver-Patterned God, but because of that eye.

"Is this the immortal seed you fused with? Why does it feel like an ominous eye to me?"

"Boom!"

The massive air machine rumbled down, sweeping across the area and causing the Silver-Patterned God-King, who had just peeked out, to freeze, feeling his entire skeleton stiffen. Then, he was pressed back down by a hand. "Be good, let me refine a little longer..."

“Young man…you dare…wait…” the Silver-Patterned Divine Lord shouted, his voice filled with extreme terror, as if he were experiencing inhumane torture in hell.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Ye broke free from the suppression above his head and the restraints on his primordial spirit, grabbed the Crimson Dream Fairy, and threw her into the portal.

"No matter how beautiful you are, in the end you will only be a skeleton... Go to the afterlife!"

Chapter 335 What Did You Do to My Fiancée?

The land was vast and lifeless, with an endless expanse of chaos enveloping the heavens and the earth, so gloomy that it was difficult to see far into the distance.

On the ground, a figure left in front of a Seven Dragons Palace, glanced down at the route map in front of him, determined the direction, and then quickly moved forward.

The Palace of Creation is divided into nine levels, from one to nine. The more dragons there are, the stronger their effect. Little Chili marked a Nine Dragons Land on his route map.

It must be said that although the girl was irritable, she was kind-hearted and gave him some extra help.

"Why can't we see him? Does he have some kind of secret treasure?"

It was obvious that for two days in a row, a group of important figures had been watching one person after another, but still hadn't found any trace of the Little Immortal King.

"If he dares to kill my descendants, I'll never forgive him!" The red-haired old man's face turned as black as charcoal. The Silver-Patterned Divine Lord and the Crimson Dream Fairy had both stayed in the Void Path for over ten years, yet the two of them couldn't defeat one. It was too embarrassing for him.

"No, it's during Fellow Daoist Xu's birthday celebration. Those younger ones are quite sensible," someone comforted with a smile.

Is he sensible? Bai Ye wasn't sure, because he had already encountered a corpse.

A male corpse, who looked to be in his twenties, was split in two and casually thrown on a small slope. The body was still warm to this day, and it seemed to be a young disciple of a certain lineage, not from a family of immortals.

This is not good news; someone may have gotten there first and may already be inside.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes deep and clear, one black and one white, as if in an instant he had pierced through thousands of layers of space and gazed at another place.

It was a massive volcano, located tens of thousands of miles away. It was surrounded by nine intertwined dragons, spewing forth chaotic energy that spread across the sky, forming a vast and spectacular sea of ​​chaotic clouds.

At its edge, two rainbow lights crisscrossed, the pressure of the Great Dao permeated the air, and sword light shattered the sky, causing the heavens and earth to change color.

Even further away, there were sounds of air being torn apart, indicating that more than one creature was approaching from other directions.

"Hahaha, Nine Dragons Creation Palace, are you waiting for your Heavenly Lord?!" An arrogant voice echoed from the horizon, accompanied by a rainbow of light flying towards the crater, causing the entire sky to tremble violently.

"Lu Tianye, don't you even look in the mirror? You think you can touch that?" A peerless sword light flew out, as if it were about to split the heavens and the earth. A sword came from the west, cutting through the sky and forcing the enemy back. At the same time, it blocked the rainbow, preventing it from successfully entering the volcano.

"Ning Wu! How dare you block my way!" Lu Tianye's face was gloomy as he looked at the tall, thin man with the sword.

"Where is Fairy Zi? Have you finally opened your eyes and decided to abandon you? Anyway, you've already lost all face, getting beaten half to death by a junior, disgracing our generation!"

"Who said that? I was only letting him off the hook because of the Immortal Academy. If he dared to show his face in front of me..."

Suddenly, Lü Tianye was speechless. His pupils contracted sharply as he looked behind Ning Wu. There, there had been another person, but the other person had suddenly disappeared, as if he had been grabbed by an invisible hand.

Even Ning Wu sensed something was wrong. His sharp gaze swept around, and after a moment it landed on a hazy space. "Who's lurking around there? Come out!"

"Gentlemen, I am Wang Manglong, one of the Ten Heroes of the Wang Family. Give me some face and pretend we don't exist." A mocking laugh came from that space, and faintly visible in the air were two figures, a man and a woman, who had put away their secret treasures and were slowly emerging from the sky.

"The younger generation of the Wang family..."

At this moment, both Ning Wu and Lü Tianye ignored Wang Manglong and instead focused their attention on the white-clad girl who was slowly appearing.

This is a stunningly beautiful woman, almost unreal, like a fairy who stepped out of a painting. Her hair is as smooth as silk, her oval face is as white as mutton fat jade, her eyebrows are arched, her eyes are like black gemstones, her nose is straight and delicate, her red lips are tender, and her teeth are crystal clear. Every feature is just right, as if it were a masterpiece sculpted by God. One glance is enough to make her unforgettable.

"We didn't do it..."

Wang Xi began to explain, her voice melodious. She appeared in the air, carrying a golden altar. Her figure was graceful, her skin radiant and white, and her curves were absolutely perfect. Even her snow-white and hazy long dress could not conceal her stunning beauty.