Perfect Double Agent

Even Ning Wu and Lü Tianye, two proud young men who were used to seeing stunningly beautiful women, couldn't help but frequently turn their gazes to each other.

Clearly, they recognized this woman who had a great reputation in the Nine Heavens.

“That’s true. Even if you have a secret treasure, you can’t capture Xu Dao silently. Do you know something?” Ning Wu asked, still quite politely.

“There are very few people in the world who can use space so skillfully, and someone just happened to come in…” Wang Xi smiled, her beautiful eyes looking around. Perhaps because of past trauma, she was very suspicious of the person in the shadows.

Even the small golden altar in her hand was emitting wisps of spatial fluctuations, as if some living being was about to cross over into another realm.

“Little Immortal King, won’t you come out and meet us? Our Wang family is full of sincerity. If you are willing, it is not impossible to resolve the grudges between the Jin family.” Wang Xi spoke, becoming more and more certain. It wasn’t that she had discovered anything, but rather that she felt the same way she did last time.

"I don't need anyone's help..." Bai Ye didn't come out; it was as if he had always been there, with the Myriad Dao Diagram above his head, standing high in the sky, with a strange portal beside him, calm and indifferent.

“It really is him…” Wang Manglong said in surprise.

"You bastard, how dare you show your face!" Lu Tianye's face was full of hostility, and his eyes were even a little red.

"Little Immortal King?" Ning Wu also looked up, his long sword gleaming silver, its sharpness surging.

“You don’t understand. All the immortal families are not as simple as you think, especially in this era. You have learned the Pacifying Chaos Technique. From ancient times to the present, only the Wang family has been able to learn the complete sword technique. There have never been any exceptions.” Wang Xi raised her beautiful eyes and spoke with a deeper meaning.

Because she had one more thing to say: either join or be destroyed. This is the true law of the Nine Heavens. Since the beginning of this era, there have been countless amazing people in the world, but most of them have ended up in obscurity. No one can escape it. The Nine Heavens are supreme, and immortality is the most important thing. This is not just a saying.

Even the world's top experts, including those from the Immortal Academy and the Holy Academy, have extremely close ties with the Longevity Clan.

"Join my Wang family, and your treatment will be no worse than mine," Wang Xi invited.

“An outsider is still an outsider. If I join your Wang family, will you support me?” Bai Ye asked rhetorically, his eyes showing interest as he looked at the small altar that was fluctuating violently.

Wang Xi remained silent, which was quite obvious.

"I have what your Wang family has, and I have what your Wang family doesn't. Moreover, I know your Wang family better than you do." Bai Ye smiled, and his bright white teeth sent a chill down Wang Xi and Wang Manglong's spine.

But what's even more chilling is that from the portal beside the Little Immortal King, there came screams of agony. More than a dozen snow-white skeletal hands surged out, like vengeful ghosts crawling up from hell, sticking out their skulls, wanting to see the light of day again.

Even more shockingly, among those skulls, there was one that was flickering with purple soul fire, causing Lü Tianye's expression to change drastically.

"That's... Fairy Ziyu? She's been imprisoned?" Ning Wu's expression was strange, which made Lü Tianye explode.

"You junior... what did you do to my fiancée!"

Chapter 336 Reincarnation of Oneself

Clearly, a lot must have happened in the past two days, at least for Lü Tianye. He originally came here to apologize, but unexpectedly, he found that his fiancée had been imprisoned by that junior.

"We've done everything we could and couldn't do. Fairy Ziyu is in such a miserable state, do you still need to ask?" Ning Wu, always eager to stir up trouble, had barely finished speaking when Lü Tianye roared.

"I kill you!"

"boom!"

A colossal figure appeared, standing behind Lü Tianye like a prehistoric giant. It was so tall and sacred, radiating an indescribable terror and oppression, and together with Lü Tianye, it fixed its gaze on Bai Ye.

At this moment, Lü Tianye's eyes were bloodshot, his blood was boiling, burning with divine light, filled with resentment and anger, completely enraged, wanting to wash away the shame that person had brought him.

"You have insulted me and stolen my wife! Little Immortal King, you shall die!"

A tremendous roar resounded, sonic booms rising one after another, sweeping across the sky and shattering tens of thousands of miles of space. The remaining three stared wide-eyed. "Has he gone mad? Burning immortal blood!"

But suddenly, a hand reached out and disappeared into the air. When it reappeared, it was already above Lü Tianye's head, covering the sky like a cloud. It came with a very strange secret power, instantly suppressing him, as if it were going to escort him to the gate of reincarnation for rebirth.

"Break!"

Ning Wu made his move at the crucial moment. Taking advantage of Bai Ye's suppression of both the sect and Lü Tianye, he unleashed a swift and decisive sword strike to sever Bai Ye's arm.

However, the opponent was not afraid. With a flick of his arm, countless fragments of spacetime transformed into knives, which surged forth and rushed towards him.

"what……"

Lu Tianye was thrown in and immediately let out a bloodcurdling scream, as if he had witnessed some great horror, filled with utter despair.

“Young man, you’re being a bit arrogant. No matter what, those people are your seniors. By imprisoning them like this, you’re practically offending them to death.” Ning Wu retreated. He sensed something was wrong. This was a tough nut to crack, not someone to be trifled with. Fortune was the most important thing; there was no need to fight to the death.

"You're past your prime... This is no longer your era..."

"Boom!"

An arm reached out, its sleeves billowing, circling the fragments of spacetime, extending infinitely. Wherever it passed, the world stood still, as if frozen in time.

This caused Ning Wu's pupils to shrink sharply, and he felt unprecedented pressure. He went all out, urging the long sword in his hand to slash out galaxies, the sword light covering the sky and earth, as if it wanted to shatter the universe and attain immortality.

However, the sword light vanished before it even reached him, swallowed by his sleeve. At the same time, a vast world manifested in his palm, with countless orders and endless starry rivers, like runes branded on the sky, shimmering with brilliant starlight. Below, countless beings looked up at the sky, chanting mysterious scriptures and summoning him.

"A universe within a sleeve, a world in the palm of your hand, and... the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture!"

"grass!"

Ning Wu was stunned at this moment. Even his hands were forming hand seals, preparing to manifest the sword seed for a great battle. But the moment the scripture sounded, it was as if all spirits were chanting. Under the blessing of the great power, he couldn't help but take a step and enter the portal that appeared.

"The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture... Just how many ancient immortal inheritances has he mastered!" Wang Xi asked Wang Manglong, who was standing beside him, in shock.

"I don't know... There are many rumors circulating in the Immortal Academy... Recently, there have been reports that he fused with what appears to be a Reincarnation Seed, related to the Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King, and achieved perfect evolution." Wang Manglong sighed softly, watching the young man's back as he drifted towards the volcano's crater. Even though they were in the same academy, no one knew how many trump cards that person truly possessed.

The only thing that made him regretful was that his cousin had already become engaged to the Jin family. Otherwise, he would have supported the marriage between his cousin and the Little Immortal King.

However, when he looked at Wang Xi, he found that a figure was finally beginning to appear on the small altar, but it was too late.

The other party originally gave this altar to their cousin, saying that it could be summoned when needed and would be teleported over immediately, but the teleportation took half a day.

"Who dares to bully my niece-in-law, Jin Zhifei...? Are they tired of living?!"

As a lazy voice rang out, a figure appeared in front of Wang Xi.

He was very young and handsome, looking no more than twenty years old. His skin was extremely pale, giving him an unnatural, sickly appearance. Although he was a man, his overall demeanor was effeminate, making him appear sickly.

"Eighth Uncle..." Wang Xi and Wang Manglong both called out, making the man's smile even wider.

He glanced around, his gaze settling on the distant Nine Dragons Volcano. "Huh, the Nine Dragons Creation Palace? You should have told me beforehand. These Creation Palaces are very rare; there are only three in total. Yaoyue and Lanxian each have one, so this is the only one left."

“There’s already someone… forget it.” Wang Xi shook her head.

"Someone? Who?!" Jin Zhifei's expression sharpened.

“The Little Immortal King is inside,” Wang Manglong said.

“It’s him…” Jin Zhifei’s gaze was very serious. He silently glanced at Wang Xi, who was about to leave, and felt a little uneasy. This princess of the Wang family seemed to be neutral.

“Niece-in-law, don’t worry. He’s at most just entering the Void Dao Realm. The reason he was able to kill my elder last time was because he was too careless and his blood and qi were insufficient. Now that Uncle Ba is here, if he dares to disobey, I will suppress him in the North Sea for 100,000 years.”

"You and Zhan'er are a match made in heaven. My Jin family does not believe those rumors, and neither does Zhan'er. As long as our two clans are of one mind and under our common will, all obstacles will be crushed."

Jin Zhifei was very confident. Although he looked like someone whose body had been ravaged by wine and women, he was actually a renowned genius in the Jin family in recent times. His talent was second only to Jin Zhan. At just over thirty years old, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the Void Dao. Such a cultivation speed was rare in the world and he could be called a prodigy.

Rumor has it that the matriarch of the Jin family almost exhausted all the clan's divine resources to cultivate Jin Zhifei.

Later, Jin Zhan was born, and he was even more extraordinary. This led to Jin Zhan becoming the core of the family, and the matriarch even personally went to the Wang family to propose marriage, establishing a marriage alliance between the two clans and a plan to cultivate Jin Zhan with all her might.

This left Wang Xi in a dilemma: whether to leave or stay. She couldn't afford to waste her time here.

"You two go ahead. When I came here, I found a Seven Dragons Creation Palace, which should be enough for you. I will wait here for him to come out of seclusion and clear all obstacles for you and Zhan'er."

Whether or not it can be wiped out, nobody knows, but Bai Ye certainly doesn't care.

Different perspectives lead to different views, and the things one pursues can be worlds apart.

The Palace of Creation is not large, only ten feet tall. Sitting cross-legged in it is like sitting in the center of a universe. Below is nothingness, as if connected to the Netherworld. Above is a dense starry river, like one great world after another, hanging high and exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of the Great Dao.

At the same time, strands of tangible essence flowed in, as thick as liquid, which was quite astonishing, causing his physical body and primordial spirit to glow.

"What is reincarnation...?"

It is death and rebirth, the alternation of the sun and moon, the coming of spring and autumn, the passing of the old and the beginning of the new, repeating itself over and over, like a kind of decline.

It is also a kind of decomposition, crushing the past physical body and soul, breaking them apart, turning them into pure energy, and then forming a life form.

Bai Ye waved his hand, imprinting a rune in front of him. The three major techniques were activated simultaneously, constructing a new gate to rebirth.

As for the previous one, since only one person can exist in a Creation Palace, he sealed that door outside the palace.

This was very strange. As it was constructed, the entire sky trembled, the stars and rivers of the heavens showered down their light, and boundless mist surged below. Gradually, a huge gate to rebirth connecting heaven and earth appeared in the starry sky.

This is the door he created, magnified by the Palace of Creation, like a perfect mirror manifested in the starry sky, reflecting the door's flaws and even its operating route.

At the same time, he could also sense a deeper change in the door, like a rehearsal.

This is amazing; it allows for one-to-one correspondence, which not only saves him a lot of time but also prevents him from going astray.

Bai Ye was moving; he immersed himself in the portal, experiencing it firsthand.

Instantly, waves of mysterious power began to crush his physical body, while the light of reincarnation flew in and acted upon him.

He did not resist. He had a feeling that his physical body was being crushed in an instant, and the fire of his soul was about to be extinguished. In the dim light, he heard inexplicable summoning syllables, which were trying to lead him to rebirth.

He could even see two golden millstones turning in this boundless dark space. They were enormous, filling the entire ground space, as if the heaven and earth of a great world had merged together to form a world-destroying millstone. It was so vast that when he landed on it, he was not even a speck of dust, appearing too insignificant and giving him an irresistible sense of powerlessness.

As one after another, massive stars fell from the sky and were mercilessly crushed, one after another, ancient giants turned into dust, blood splattered, and ancient gods and demons appeared one after another, and true dragons appeared one after another... The scene was so lifelike that there was no trace of illusion.

Immediately afterwards, they all transformed into transparent energy bodies, blankly and unconsciously walking along a path to the accompaniment of inexplicable syllables, as if they were about to enter the land of the dead and be reincarnated.

Anyone who witnessed this scene would likely scream.

But in reality, they were beings formed from primitive talismanic culture, combining the three major techniques to undergo a rebirth.

The so-called land of rebirth is not a real land of rebirth, but an area where the power of reincarnation evolves. Transparent beings will form new runes after passing through it, undergoing a transformation and upgrade on the original basis. However, most of them will fail to transform, and only a small number of runes will succeed. Finally, they will be observed and absorbed by him.

This is an imperfect method, or even a method at all. The three major techniques combined into one possess infinite power, making it a truly invincible method. Because of the characteristics of the Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Technique, one can control the precious techniques and amplify their power.

Bai Ye withdrew, sensing that the evolution was going in the wrong direction. Although he was certain that if he activated the gate with all his might, the power of reincarnation and crushing within would be enough to instantly turn his physical body into dust.

But this was not what he wanted. His original intention in creating it was not to kill enemies, but to use it to reincarnate himself, to revive in annihilation, and to return with a new state in the ultimate death.

If one can reincarnate the heavens and earth, and all living beings and things, then why can't one reincarnate oneself? To further develop oneself? To undergo reincarnation and transformation, and achieve sublimation!

Because he himself is a seed, and this is the path he is taking. Once the seed transforms, it is a complete process of evolution, a higher-level change in the species.

He could totally develop it as a kind of human secret realm; whether it would work or not, he planned to give it a try.

Chapter 337 A Thousand Years of Sleep, A Great Dream for Eternity

Ten days have passed in a row.

For cultivators, an important birthday banquet may last for dozens of days or even months, and the higher the status of the being, the more grand the celebration.

This doesn't mean it's held every year; some events happen once every tens of thousands of years, while others happen once every hundred thousand years.