Perfect Double Agent

Now, in that square filled with auspicious clouds, some are happy, some are sad, and some even have a grim face.

"Congratulations! The Wang family's precious daughter is about to take another step forward. With the release of the 'Pacifying Chaos Technique,' all the gods will fall silent!" someone exclaimed.

"Not at all, Xi'er only has some talent. She still has a long way to go. Although our clan's sword technique is powerful, the conditions for cultivation are quite demanding. Xi'er will need time to master the essentials and transform it into a sword embryo." The old man from the Wang family replied with a smile, his old face beaming with joy.

Wang Xi is not only the most beautiful woman in the world, but also the only person in the modern history of the Wang family with the talent to cultivate the "Pacifying Chaos Technique". Even the Ten Heroes of the Wang family cannot do this. It can be said that Wang Xi is the most outstanding work in the modern history of the Wang family.

"Tsk tsk, even the strongest successor in the family can't cultivate it, but the little immortal king is playing it like a pro. Isn't that a slap in the face?" Someone said sarcastically, which made the old man of the Wang family turn pale and freeze.

"A great calamity is approaching. In my opinion, we should all stop working in isolation, set aside our prejudices, and unite as one. The Heavenly God Academy has already been established, so why don't we each contribute some techniques? The Suppression of Chaos Technique is known as the strongest primordial spirit technique in the world. Back then, it terrified the alien realms. Whether it's forging the spirit or killing enemies, it plays a crucial role. I can contribute one immortal technique." An elder made his statement.

“Yes, there’s really no need to keep fighting. With a formidable enemy approaching, remaining disorganized is a major mistake. Uniting and consolidating is the right thing to do.” Xu Mingxuan nodded in agreement.

"What are you talking about? When the Heavenly God Academy was established, which of us didn't contribute? We had everything from ancient methods and resources to rare and precious materials. Otherwise, do you think Senior Meng, with his clean hands, would have been able to cultivate this generation?"

"Your Majesty Xu is so generous, why don't you give away this secret realm too!" The old man from the Wang family retorted, his nose almost crooked with anger.

This is true. The Celestial Academy is a high-level strategic policy that has gained the recognition of all the powerful. All races have contributed resources to varying degrees, and Meng Tianzheng was ultimately elected as the dean.

In the future, the three academies will merge into one, becoming the strongest academy in the Nine Heavens, and cultivating the most amazing group of people.

"Sure, it's just a secret realm. What if we give away the entire Imperial City Ancestral Land?" Xu Mingxuan said with an air of authority and utmost seriousness. The sheer power in his every move left all the important figures speechless.

This is no joke. This area is the ancestral home and origin of the Xu family. It is said that an ancestral dragon vein lies dormant underground, which is the foundation of the Xu family. The Xu family's word is law, and they never joke.

The old man of the Wang family lowered his head, not daring to say more. If the "Suppressing Chaos Technique" were to be passed on, it would indeed be of great benefit to the future of the Nine Heavens. There would definitely be quite a few who could master it. In the future, it would not be impossible to form a pacification army based on it, and it would definitely have a very considerable destructive effect on the alien realm.

However, they can give us some resources, but that's insignificant. As for their family's secret techniques, that's impossible. They wouldn't give them even if the Nine Heavens were wiped out.

Even the older generation of other prominent families had the same attitude; though they didn't say anything, their expressions spoke volumes.

The extinction of the Nine Heavens does not mean the destruction of the Immortal Clan.

Xu Mingxuan glanced at everyone, taking in their expressions, and shook his head inwardly. Not all immortal families survived by fighting to the death. Some families used some dishonorable means. They did not harm the interests of Jiutian, but they did not help either, as if they had met some conditions.

Some people didn't care whether this world would fall at the end of the last era, let alone now.

"Wait... Look, isn't that Jin Zhifei? He abandoned the struggle for creation and has been sitting cross-legged for more than ten days. Is he finally going to make a move?" Suddenly, someone pointed at the Chaos Mirror and spoke, breaking the silence of the scene.

He was a lazy young man, giving off the impression of a spoiled rich kid.

However, this junior is the most powerful cultivator to enter the Creation Land. He is only a thin layer away from the Realm of Self-Severance, and he could break through it at any time.

"Is the Little Immortal King about to emerge from seclusion?"

No one knew; everyone was watching the scene. The young man was climbing the mountain at an extremely fast speed, reaching the crater in just a moment.

"I forgot one thing. You can enter the Palace of Creation and hide inside like a turtle, but others can't get in. Where would you put it..." Jin Zhifei sneered. With a slight shift of his gaze, he saw a portal outside the palace in the crater, which was casually sealed there and not hidden.

Furthermore, there were even skeletal hands struggling to reach out from within that portal; it wouldn't be long before they broke free of the seal on their own.

"Hey, a junior like you, daring to offend everyone. I don't even need to lift a finger, they could tear you apart alive!"

Jin Zhifei raised his hand and slapped it, causing the unattended door to shatter and explode.

Immediately afterwards, fourteen skeletons, radiating violent soul fire, appeared in this world!

"Roar... I've finally crawled out of that hellhole!" An angry roar resounded, shaking heaven and earth. The soul fire seemed to have been thoroughly tempered, becoming incredibly powerful.

"Bai Ye, where are you? Get the hell out here!"

"Youngster, you dared to imprison us into reincarnation. Fortunately, we had the help of Fairy Chi Meng. We slept for a thousand years and dreamed for ten thousand ages. With the accumulation of time and the power of reincarnation, under the blessing of the dual realms, we unexpectedly underwent a transformation that ordinary people could not understand!"

This was astonishing. Even Jin Zhifei was taking a deep breath. The primordial spirit fire of these dozen or so skeletons was extremely powerful, as if they had taken a divine medicine, which moved him deeply.

But in that scene, there was a skull whose emotions were very strange. It was very thin, and its skeleton was unusually delicate, like the divine bones of a peerless beauty, shrouded in a red mist.

"No matter how stunningly beautiful you are, how captivating you are... in the end, you're nothing but a skeleton in a dream... a thousand autumns in a single sleep, an eternal slumber... I saw the cycle of reincarnation that shrouds heaven and earth, I saw the ultimate destiny of all beings... I saw the path of reincarnation..."

"The Crimson Dream Fairy?" Someone sensed something was amiss, looking at the figure constantly muttering to herself. This dream was initiated by this woman, and she was the most terrifying beneficiary. Perhaps she saw those scenes and became too engrossed.

"It was forged by that junior; he's trying to unsettle our Dao hearts!" someone said.

"No, no... I think I saw the future, like a flash of inspiration..." As she spoke, Fairy Chi Meng looked at the palaces floating in the crater.

Within that, a hazy figure sat cross-legged in a massive portal, a six-pointed immortal seed floating above its head, enveloped by layers of mysterious energy, indistinct as if shrouded in mist, or perhaps an ancient deity enshrined within the temple, seemingly contemplating something unknown.

But the next moment, the figure exploded, blood and bones flew everywhere, and the primordial spirit returned to death.

This scene attracted everyone's attention. Although they shouted fiercely, they all had to admit in their hearts that he was a terrifying junior who could defeat any one of them in a one-on-one fight. He was exceptionally talented and had amazing abilities.

"What is he trying to understand..." Everyone looked up, because they themselves had been locked up for too long and missed too much.

Purple light flowed, and the dead figures were revived and reassembled. This was thanks to Ziyu, which could increase life within the palace, giving those who entered a chance to start over, but the number of times was limited and it was useless outside the Palace of Creation.

The process wasn't long. After being reassembled, the figure became clearer, as if something had changed, and he sat there lost in thought.

Even above his head, a waterfall of radiant light cascaded down. Gradually, the figure changed, transforming into a hazy, upright cocoon, or perhaps a special seed. Then, he disappeared into the portal.

"What is this...? Didn't he fuse with the Reincarnation Seed? Why is there no mark on that seed at all!" someone asked.

However, outside, a group of important figures were also wondering, "Does he have another immortal seed? Could it be that he fused with a spacetime seed?!"

No one dared to associate it with being a seed. The large cocoon, which resembled a seed, was dreamlike and hazy, like a seed of time and space. But in this world, we have only heard of time seeds and space seeds, not the so-called time-space seed.

In the ancient immortal era, it was possible to form a seed-like substance using the essence or true bones of one of the ten fierce beasts.

However, that race has long since rebelled and no longer exists in this world.

Chapter 338 Originating from the Revival of Life Imprints

Several days have passed.

The enormous gate of reincarnation trembled, accompanied by a violent and destructive aura, and the gate collapsed, along with a figure inside.

Some people ask, what is the experience of death like? Is it endless darkness? Or is it another form of life that still exists in this world?

Bai Ye had died once before; it was a kind of annihilation, devoid of thought, the passage of time, and all sensation.

But death now is different. It is a dark world, deathly silent, cold, numb, and powerless. You feel that everything about you is dissipating. Your physical body and your spirit are shrouded in the laws of death until eternal silence.

In the end, he could hardly feel anything anymore, but at that moment, perhaps because he had practiced the Original True Understanding and the Heaven-Severing Technique, he suddenly...

In that final moment of annihilation, in the extreme of death, he actually saw a blurry mark, like a primordial rune, fading into darkness. It contained a faint, almost imperceptible primordial vitality and emitted a trace of primordial matter. It was not a living entity, but rather seemed like an alternative mark!

"A mark of life!"

This is a very strange scene. Every living being has it. It is said to exist, yet it does not exist. But it is the most fundamental imprint of a living being. From the beginning of its life to its death, this entire process is its unique life imprint.

In the beginning, every living being is pure, like a blank sheet of paper. As they are born and grow, this imprint becomes more and more complex, like a sprouting seed growing into a towering tree, leaving behind patterns on the original blank sheet that record everything.

He unexpectedly discovered, truly saw, and even felt that faint glimmer of life. If he himself was a physical seed, then that thing was an illusory seed, opposing to him yet connected to him.

But then, the dim, blurry runes began to light up again. A single point of starlight ignited all the patterns in an instant, making the blurry runes shine brightly. Then, his primordial spirit and physical body reunited, and he was resurrected by Ziyu once more.

But the rune had disappeared, and no matter how hard he searched, he could no longer find it.

Bai Ye remained silent for a long time, and the excitement of discovering a new continent gradually subsided.

Between life and death lies great terror and great opportunity. If one day his primordial spirit is destroyed and his physical body is ruined, can he return in this way?

Although recovery may not be as instantaneous as it is now, and the process may be slow, isn't that a kind of hidden treasure of the human body? Using the body as a seed, it is a gradual process of self-discovery. In this process of discovery, no one knows how many incredible things will be found.

Bai Ye cleared his mind and began to rebuild the portal to rebirth. What he had just discovered was merely an accidental discovery in the realm of death; the current task was reincarnation.

The portal remains the same, but it has changed a lot. It is round, like a black hole, exuding a primordial aura and flowing with innate Daoist charm. It is more natural, returning to simplicity, as if it were an innate object, and looks no different from the real thing.

In reality, it is still based on the unique portal formed by the three major techniques, supplemented by the reincarnation runes of order and rebirth. It has been adjusted thousands of times before finally forming this form.

This was a very strange scene. As soon as he finished, a huge black hole appeared in the starry sky in front of him. It was more primitive and more perfect, and its aura was even more terrifying. As soon as it was formed, a strange cold wind blew, making his primordial spirit and physical body feel cold.

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

This was a vast and hazy sound, exuding great majesty, resounding throughout heaven and earth, echoing in the soul of the white night. But it was the sound of the Great Dao that emanated from the black hole-shaped portal, interacting with heaven and earth.

But once inside, the scene changed. It was a vast world, like a combination of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, resembling an ancient immortal world that had never collapsed.

But it is also a furnace of heaven and earth, interwoven with dense laws of reincarnation, radiating a massive amount of reincarnation power, densely covering every inch of space above and below, like boundless flames, purifying and burning everything.

In addition, above his head, the Seed of Reincarnation was rumbling and resonating with the entire furnace, changing the color of the furnace.

It was as if it were composed of four unified heavens and earths, like the four seasons, and he himself sat cross-legged at the center of the cross dividing line.

Spring's vibrant life, summer's ultimate growth, autumn's withering, and winter's deathly stillness—these four forces intertwine, each seemingly ordinary, yet they cause the world to change and all things to cycle through.

He did not resist, letting the process happen, letting himself be ignited and burned by the power of reincarnation, and gradually, he transformed into a seed of time and space.

Outside, countless primordial forces transformed into long dragons, one after another, their immense length stretching to the horizon, a spectacle that left the fifteen beings stunned.

The entire area, spanning millions of miles, seemed to tremble. Endless innate essence surged, transforming into nine dragons that swept across the sky. The primordial energy was so dense that it completely liquefied and was swallowed by the Creation Palace, which resembled a black hole.

This is why the world can afford such extravagance; it would be impossible to do so in the outside world.

"What is he trying to do... Even if one were to undergo Nirvana, it wouldn't require this much..." Silver-Patterned Divine Lord exclaimed in horror.

"Wait...can the Void Path achieve another great Nirvana?"

For a moment, everyone looked at the Hall of Creation. The Void Path can naturally undergo Nirvana, but the chance is too small, and the effect is far inferior to the leap of the Heavenly God. It cannot achieve a qualitative change. It is said that only when one enters the Supreme Realm can there be an ultimate Nirvana.

The palace of creation rumbled and its form changed. It was no longer a small temple, but a rumbling, rotating black hole. Inside the hole, towering flames emanated, and a transparent seed that had formed a cocoon floated.

It was so withered, covered in dark scorch marks, with only a last vestige of life left, on the verge of death. In the end, the seed truly withered, and life was utterly extinguished.

In an instant, it seemed as if a phantom primordial rune was manifesting. It was strange, as it contained a tiny bit of primordial matter and emitted a faint, almost imperceptible primordial vitality.

Gradually, the runes lit up, one line after another, forming a flame of life that rapidly grew stronger. Even the dormant seed began to show signs of life and started to revive.

This change was extremely rapid, and the vitality surged to its peak in an instant. It was so vigorous, like a boundless ocean, surging wildly, that even the most powerful Jin Zhifei changed color.

At this moment, the black hole paused for a moment, and then began to rotate again. The scene from before began to repeat itself, this time even stronger, whether it was the power of desolation or the power of revival.

But the third time was different. The mysterious primordial rune did not appear, and the withered seed became completely lifeless, remaining dormant for three whole days.

In the end, a wisp of transparent, inextinguishable fire seedling flickered, and another wisp of inextinguishable energy flowed. The two seemed to merge in the cycle of burning, giving the seed signs of revival.

But at that moment, an unexpected event occurred. Two seemingly identical forces, without the suppression of their master, suddenly erupted, causing the seed to die even more completely.

Purple light flowed, igniting everything, bringing life and reviving the primordial spirit. However, this time, due to external interference, the effect was almost negligible.

The cycle of reincarnation has begun again; this is the fourth time.

They didn't know how many times this process would happen, but the purple jade's resurrection only had three chances left; it must have been used quite a few times before.

The cycle of reincarnation captivated the dozen or so people watching, who remained completely absorbed. After a moment, they all sat down, their eyes changing as if they witnessed the cycle of life and death, the extreme prosperity of heaven and earth followed by decay, the death of all things, and the withering of the Great Dao...

This is a true feeling; every moment is so long that time seems to have lost its meaning, with only the obsession of a dozen or so living beings.