Perfect Double Agent

She never imagined that the boy who once stood before her tree and made a deal with her would one day become an unparalleled emperor, ruling the world, and now he was fighting against several dark emperors for over a thousand years.

If this boy is like this, then what about the other boy?

Just as they were all preparing to return, the silent and lifeless dark continent suddenly trembled again.

The black mist surged and covered the sky, pressing down on the Boundary Sea. Within it, one figure after another stood tall, each one towering above the heavens, like supreme giants standing on the shore, overlooking the vast Boundary Sea. Among them, there was even a majestic and upright figure in white.

"That is... the Heavenly Emperor..."

"Could it be..."

All the kings were horrified, their minds filled with an absurd thought: "The Heavenly Emperor has allied with darkness!"

No one dared to believe that when the Heavenly Emperor first manifested in all the heavens and timelines, someone had made such a guess, and now, that guess might come true!

What's most unbelievable is that there are not just two or three emperors there; including the Heavenly Emperor, there are a total of five!

This is a terrifying number. How many emperors throughout history have there been? Now they have all gathered here. Behind those five blurry figures, banners fluttered, and the dark army stretched as far as the eye could see, a truly awe-inspiring sight.

This scene was not manifested in the heavens; it was not visible to the naked eye and could not be discovered at all.

But then, an emperor politely bowed to the Heavenly Emperor, and with the latter's nod, uttered an imperial decree, "Begin the cycle of reincarnation!"

"Not attacking the heavens?"

The kings were deeply disturbed. Indeed, one Heavenly Emperor ruled over all the heavens. If they truly wanted to conquer all living beings, one would suffice. This meant that the other side had discovered something and needed to gather the power of the Five Emperors to attack. Among them, the Heavenly Emperor held a very dominant position, but no one knew exactly what role he played.

"It really is him..." Liu Shu murmured. She felt a gaze sweep over her before leaving. The gaze was calm as still water. He stared at her for a moment, then turned and disappeared into the black mist.

Chapter 648 Ancient Earth Wheel Faces a Great Calamity

Whether reincarnation truly exists is unclear to many, and it was little known in the past, but it has now become a hot topic of discussion.

"Should we attack Samsara?"

In the Three Realms, all the kings received the news. Bai Ye did not hide it; he temporarily joined forces with the Dark F4. During this honeymoon period, they were harmonious.

"I will assemble a large army as soon as possible." Kundi looked at the illusory figure in the center of the Heavenly Palace and nodded slightly. Without the attack of the Dark Immortal King of the Boundary Sea, some people no longer needed to guard the border. On the contrary, they couldn't help but get excited when the topic of a great battle came up.

"This battle is uncertain, and the existence of the Calamity Land is longer than we imagined. There may be unknown artifacts and supreme beings within it. Master wields the Emperor's Staff, and Senior Wushang wears the Emperor's Crown. Both can be used if necessary, but remember one thing: bloodshed is acceptable, but don't get carried away." Bai Ye spoke. These are the two most promising talents and the most hopeful individuals. As for Gu Zu, even if he is surrounded by the Kings, it is unlikely that he will perish.

"Haha, don't worry, Ye'er, even if it's E'tu, we can flatten them," the old demon laughed.

"I'm talking about you!" Kundi rolled his eyes. When it comes to being headstrong, Pumo is undoubtedly the best in the world, and Tuntian is not far behind. Once they lose their composure on the battlefield, they are no different from a mad beast, and the result is predictable.

“There’s something Meng Xue once said: Etu has been waiting for a certain deadline, which seems to be related to some kind of sacrifice,” He Wushuang said. Meng Xue has become a king, and he had heard her father mention some things. However, they are not yet married. She said she was going to the heavens to refine her heart and would not return for a while. He didn’t care about that. There are plenty of women in the world. Like the White Emperor, apart from the confidantes he had been with since his youth, no matter how stunning a woman was, she could not catch his eye. As cultivators improve their cultivation, they become more and more indifferent to emotions. What is a woman more important than cultivation?

"That is waiting for the sacrificial period. When all the heavens and myriad realms bleed, that is the day the sacrifice begins." Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Bai Ye continued, "The so-called sacrifice is for all the heavens and myriad realms, and for all living beings in this world."

With a single sacrifice, the entire world turns to ashes, all spirits become bones, nothing remains. This is the sacrifice, and also a cycle of reincarnation; everything is annihilated into ruins, awaiting rebirth.

"All is silent..." The kings were horrified, feeling a deep chill. This sacrifice was not for one or two great realms, but for the entire universe. In other words, once the sacrifice period arrived, everyone would die.

The old demon felt it even more deeply. He had seen it before. What was buried there was not just an era, but also the past, history, and cultivation system of the predecessors. And rebirth meant starting all over again.

"Then... what about the Heavenly Emperor?" a king suddenly asked.

"Emperors are no exception. The fall of an emperor never refers to the fall of an individual, but rather to the long history formed by the fall of emperors in one era after another. These eras are collectively known as the era of the fall of emperors," Bai Ye said.

"The Era of Fallen Emperors is not an era... but an era of a group of emperors..." Even the usually composed Wu Shang felt deeply suppressed. One emperor after another was powerless. Those who did not become emperors were probably not even ants in the eyes of the forces of the Evil Land.

From the calm slumber of the Etu, it can be seen that the other party does not care at all whether an emperor will appear in the world, because those people have destroyed emperors time and time again!

In other words, even if they do not act voluntarily, they may become sacrifices when the day of the sacrifice arrives.

This was a secret mobilization, without any overwhelming fanfare or massive warships. Nearly a hundred kings, led by a transparent phantom, headed to a secluded place in the western part of the heavens.

Their numbers are not too many, and they do not represent the entirety of the alien forces. Over the years, some have joined from outside, some have been corrupted, and others have been born in the spacetime realm. Compared to the past, the number of Wang Qun has grown far more.

Even so, when the kings arrived through time and space, they couldn't help but be shocked. The White Emperor and Pu Mo possessed a coordinate of reincarnation, a fact known to some. No one expected that the coordinate of reincarnation would be located near the ancient land where the Western Overlord died.

This is a dark space isolated from the world, hidden in the turbulent void, as vast as a chaotic sea. Within it, broken realms are shattered, star remains float and sink, chaotic and deathly silent, as if a great catastrophe had once occurred.

In the central area, vast armies stretched as far as the eye could see, like dark continents rising from the churning black mist, their figures densely packed, resembling gods and demons from the heavens.

When Bai Ye's phantom arrived here, it transformed into a stream of light and merged with a figure standing in front of the dark army.

"White Emperor, is this all the people you brought?" Emperor Yu looked displeased and coldly swept his eyes over the group of kings led by Wu Shang, Old Demon, and Kun Di.

"Then how much more do you want? Do you think I'm like you, having lived through so many eras, merging and polluting, accumulating a vast fortune that a dog could easily turn into countless kings with a flick of its hair?" Bai Ye smiled, glancing at Yu Di.

Are you implying that we, at our age, are living worse than dogs?

Emperor Yu's expression was not good, but in the past few years, the other party had comprehended the original true meaning and also comprehended some of the Immortal Emperor's scriptures. His cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. Apart from the world destroyer, no one could contend with this boy. Even he had to admit it.

"Emperor Yu, we're already at this point, so please consider the bigger picture," Emperor Cang advised, choosing to act as a peacemaker. This made Emperor Yu's eyes widen in surprise. This coward only dared to advise him, not the other person. So many epochs of friendship couldn't compare to a few beatings.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, let's begin. If there are only two or three of them, we'll finish this quickly." Mie Shi spoke, raising his eyelids slightly and glancing intently at Wu Shang and Pu Mo. The aura of their impending breakthrough was like a light in the darkness, impossible to hide in the eyes of someone at his level.

"Two or three? Be bold." Bai Ye chuckled to himself, but without hesitation, he took out a dark immortal gold coffin and, under the gaze of everyone, instantly activated it and sent it into the depths of this ancient land.

Instantly, the black coffin tore through space and time, crashing into a fragment of a star and landing on a black abyss in a desolate realm. Lines spread out from the coffin, and magic arrays intertwined, as if energy was flowing, gradually constructing an energy net that filled the abyss, or like a spider web forming a vertical passage, causing the area below to resonate continuously and spread out mysterious ripples. Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, a path appeared.

It is ethereal, winding and twisting, made entirely of energy, and looks extremely elusive. At its end lies darkness, like the entrance to a dark hell, waiting for all spirits to step in.

"Is that the cycle of reincarnation...?"

All the emperors were observing, and they easily sensed a special aura. This path seemed to not exist in reality, requiring special energy to trigger and manifest it. However, once they discovered it, it would last forever.

"go!"

Bai Ye was the first to move. With a flick of his sleeve, he took Wu Shang and the others with him, strode towards the energy path, passed through it, and went straight into the black hole.

The interior was different from the outside; it was boundless in darkness, exuding an ancient desolation and a thick, ominous aura. Accompanied by the sound of chiseling, the ancient road trembled slightly as it came from its depths.

"What is that...?"

The kings, though concealed within the large sleeves, could not obstruct their vision. They could clearly see that at the end of the dark ancient road lay a desolate and lifeless land, upon which lay ancient giants and countless shimmering gods and demons. Their eyes were hollow, like corpses, and some of their bodies were rotting. They stood uniformly beneath a giant eye as large as a planet, tirelessly and numbly carving out and widening the road.

It seems very close, but it's not really right in front of you; it's actually separated by countless worlds.

"Puppets?" The other emperors also arrived, their eyes gleaming. Even for them, this was the first time they had ever seen such a sight.

Millions of living beings, like cold machines, tirelessly repeat their actions day after day, year after year, under the watchful eye of the giant eye, as if trying to open up some kind of connection.

Besides, in the distance of that desolate land, there is a dark passage connected to this path, its destination unknown.

"who!"

The enormous eyes slowly rotated, filled with dense blood vessels and flowing with black, foul blood. Their appearance was captivating and soul-chilling; the moment they swept over the eyes, a terrifying power of annihilation flowed through them.

But the next moment, it let out a shriek, "Who are you! How dare you trespass on the cycle of reincarnation!"

"Ants!"

Before Emperor Yu could make a move, Emperor Cang had already stepped forward and unleashed a punch with unparalleled domineering power. Even from a great distance, his punch easily pierced through the area, landing on that desolate land and shattering countless corpses. Even the eyeballs turned to dust in an instant.

"So this is what people in the cycle of reincarnation are like? Hmph, utterly pathetic!"

The Azure Emperor strode forward, surveying the area ahead with disdain. Though seemingly slow, his speed was astonishing. In just a few breaths, he arrived in that region, smashing rocks with a wave of his hand, causing the entire space to tremble. He was truly awe-inspiring.

The strangest thing is that this place was not destroyed even when attacked by the emperor. Only the fallen rocks were broken down. They were so hard that it was unimaginable. It was as if it was truly isolated from the world and beyond the myriad realms. All sounds and sights could only be seen in this place.

"No, it must be people from the ancient underworld." Bai Ye also arrived. When he saw that eye, he knew that only the underworld was constantly operating, continuously carving out passages based on the ancient cycle of reincarnation.

Years ago, this place might have been a burial ground for corpses, with hard, ancient corpses scattered around. Xiao Bai must have stumbled into this desolate place and met with misfortune.

But the space here is vast, like a crossroads that connects a world. The front is blocked, but there are grand passages to the left, right, and behind them. It is lifeless and filled with a desolate atmosphere, as if it were a product of countless eras ago.

"It's you..."

Some living beings sensed their presence and awoke. Though separated by an immeasurable distance, their voices emanated from the left passage, hoarse and devoid of any emotion, as if they had not uttered a sound for billions of years.

Clearly, the fact that these individuals had been fighting so fiercely in recent years had long been noticed by the forces of Edo, or perhaps someone had been secretly observing them all along.

"Emperor... does he possess primordial matter?" The Azure Emperor turned and looked at Bai Ye.

Before Bai Ye could speak, the creature at the end spoke again, "Primordial matter? That's a substance that only the strongest beings can enjoy. You don't deserve it!"

It was like a bolt from the blue. The arrogance and conceit from the very core formed a single sentence that was transmitted, causing thunder and lightning to erupt, and a bloody storm to spread along the ancient path of reincarnation. Accompanied by a blinding flash of lightning, it tore through the darkness and illuminated the end of the road, while also revealing a blurry figure standing tall in the gray mist.

The other party did not come over; they were still far away. This was a projection, coming from another, wider ancient road. Accompanied by cracking sounds, one after another great chain of immortal order appeared in that world, and then collapsed and broke around it. The scene was terrifying. All kinds of rules and order were obliterated under the manifestation of its true form.

But one sentence he uttered was no less powerful than a bomb.

Bai Ye knew that E Tu was arrogant, but who were the Dark Emperors? Each of them claimed to be the only emperor in history, and that there was no one more powerful than them in the world.

"Then it is!" The Feather Emperor moved, his eyes blazing, and with a flap of his wings, he tore everything apart in an instant.

"He's just an emperor, kill him!" Emperor Hong quickly followed. He had been living a very repressed life for years and desperately needed to vent.

"Die!" The Azure Emperor flapped its wings, unwilling to be outdone.

This was astonishing. The three emperors emerged together, attacking that realm. How many people in this world could withstand them? The overwhelming imperial aura pressed down on every inch of space, filling all passages. Wherever it passed, the caves in the walls emitted mournful cries.

The old man who was destroying the world kept raising his eyes, and the sharp light in his eyes had never stopped flashing ever since he heard that such a substance really existed.

"Boom!"

The cycle of reincarnation was almost blasted through. The destructive aura spread, its power overwhelming all directions, causing blood to splatter and roars to erupt from the depths. The creatures in the mist suffered greatly.

"If we hadn't been asleep... you would have been nothing more than food!"

"You see us as food? Who do you think you are?!"

"We offer sacrifices to Heaven, Earth, and heroes!"

The Azure Emperor roared, his hair flying wildly, exuding confidence. He held his arms wide, and before him, a mysterious altar appeared, vast and boundless. Accompanied by the rising and falling of illusory figures of heaven and earth, billions of gods and demons worshipped. A half-rotten, creepy figure was captured and placed on the altar, about to become a sacrifice.

"What a pity, what a tragedy, what a lament! No matter how powerful you were throughout the ages, how proud you were for all time, you will all turn to nothing, wasting your years and extinguishing your imperial status in this lifetime!"

Emperor Hong also made his move, his words carrying the weight of law, his voice low and deep, like a spell, or perhaps a divine secret foreshadowing the opponent's fate, utterly enigmatic.

This was not a supernatural power, but a death curse. It might not be enough to kill an emperor, as it was difficult to kill someone at that level. However, it caused the creature on the altar to tremble and stagger, almost falling over. The power that was resisting the altar found an outlet and inexplicably leaked out, causing its energy to weaken.

"Boom!"

The Feather Emperor arrived, and billions of wings of order condensed in his hands, forming an unparalleled killing spear, which he wielded and thrust towards the struggling and roaring figure.

"Pfft!"

Black blood splattered, shaking the passage violently. The killing spear was terrifying; it pierced the opponent's brow, causing his primordial spirit to collapse. Then, with a tremor, all the emperors and dark creatures exploded.

Corpses and bones, souls and blood, scattered on the altar, continue to burn, still being sacrificed by some unknown force.

"An emperor... just like that, he died..." The kings watching from Bai Ye's sleeve felt their scalps tingle. Those three emperors were too terrifying. Their coordination was impeccable. One forbidden, one slashed, and one assassinated. With just three simple attacks, they killed the strange quasi-immortal emperor.