Perfect Double Agent

The witch looked at the man before her, reached out a trembling hand, and stroked his resolute face, wiping the blood from his face. His body was already stained with all kinds of blood, and there were still wounds on his body that were difficult to heal. His tragic state made her heart tremble.

"And you?" Bai Ye looked at the witch, who was also injured. Zi Long lay in the distance, covered in wounds and weak.

"My heart aches..." The witch held the person in front of her tightly, unwilling to let go for even a moment, and her trembling eyes made one's heart tremble.

Bai Ye opened his mouth but said nothing, yet the worry and concern warmed his heart.

Many people were watching: Qingyi, Shiguanwang, He Wushuang... Some stood in the ruins, some stood among the blood-soaked corpses, all filled with exhaustion.

But they were all looking at Bai Ye. He was everyone's emperor, everyone's god, and everyone's concern.

……

The great war was finally over, but even after a thousand years, the tragic and desolate atmosphere that surrounded all the heavens and the myriad worlds has not dissipated.

However, behind this, the Three Realms became history forever, the Imperial Court was never rebuilt, and all the heavens and myriad realms began to be reborn after this destruction.

The broken paths between the great realms were reopened, order was gradually restored, and prosperity was growing stronger little by little.

Even more strangely, in many great realms, a new generation of heroes has sprung up like mushrooms after rain, as if it were the beginning of a golden age. Many rumored bloodlines, theoretically existing peerless celestial infants, and supreme Dao bodies that are hard to find in ancient and modern times are all manifesting one by one.

"My king..."

In a celestial realm, a figure stood suspended in mid-air, his majestic aura sweeping across the ages and the vast expanse of the nine heavens and ten earths, causing all living beings within the realm to tremble.

"That brat really took advantage of the chaos of darkness to become king!"

Many people in the Immortal Realm were shocked. There were too many rumors in the world about the Lord of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Some people believed that this child might become an emperor, so they were willing to assist him. Of course, this takes time. Not everyone can become the Heavenly Emperor. It only took a few hundred thousand years.

However, the other side's rise to power also made many people uneasy. The chaos of darkness had passed, and the emperor ruled over all the heavens, his words being as the will of heaven. But this place was a no-man's-land.

Even the capital city across the sea has not returned. What's even stranger is that the dark storm in the sea has not only not dissipated, but has intensified. This change has given many people an ominous feeling.

The darkness may not be over yet.

In fact, it is not over yet. The source of darkness in the Boundary Sea is caused by the corpses, and at the end of this era, the corpses will be resurrected!

"Finally, he's become king! Almost a giant!"

Many kings in the Heavenly Court were watching the dashing young man, their excitement impossible to conceal.

Huang's talent is absolutely terrifying, even stronger than He Wushuang, who is known as the second genius of all heavens. He is also the second person in the world to become a king in just a few hundred thousand years.

The auspicious light of the Great Dao filled the sky, golden lotuses took root in all directions, and light rained down like a waterfall, spreading throughout the world. The reflection of that young man was undoubtedly the best proof that he was divinely gifted and unique in the world.

But just as Huang was about to take a step, a dark golden coffin, which appeared out of nowhere, suddenly slammed down on him, landing with a thud on his forehead.

Huang was startled and fell headfirst from the sky.

This was so unexpected that it left many people dumbfounded. When it comes to offending people, Huang Nian offended a great many in his youth, and still has a deep grudge against several kings in the Immortal Realm.

"Who is it?! How could someone be so wicked!"

Shi Hao woke up quickly. His first thought wasn't that he had been ambushed, but that the man had arrived, and only the other man liked to hit him on the head.

"Crack..."

The dark golden coffin was pushed open, and a beautiful woman with a flame-shaped divine mark between her eyebrows sat up from it.

Her eyes were pure, dark and bright, without the slightest impurity. Her face was cold and beautiful, rarely showing any emotion. She surveyed the unfamiliar surroundings without fear or dread. Instead, she exuded a surging aura of darkness and immortality.

“Dark... creatures!” someone murmured, their eyes turning cold. Dark creatures wreaked havoc on the heavens a thousand years ago, and these places were no exception. Many people died in battle, so it was inevitable that they harbored resentment.

“Ling…’er…”

The moment Shi Hao saw the woman in the coffin clearly, his heart trembled.

Huo Ling'er died in the dark matter eruption of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths many years ago. After the darkness disappeared, she was never seen again. Unexpectedly, she met him here today, on the day he became king.

If you say there's nothing fishy going on, he'd never believe you even if you beat him to death.

Huo Ling'er had just emerged from the coffin when she was suddenly embraced by a figure. Those strong arms refused to let go for a moment, squeezing her until her face turned red and she could barely breathe.

“Ling’er…” Shi Hao said excitedly.

"I don't... know you!" Huo Ling'er said with difficulty, pounding Shi Hao's body repeatedly, but she couldn't move him or push him away; his body was too hard.

Huo Ling'er's actions were like pouring a bucket of cold water on Shi Hao's excited head. They say you should go all the way to the end when you're going to help someone, but why are you giving them a half-finished product?

He knew that this was because Huo Ling'er's primordial spirit had disappeared, and her newborn consciousness truly did not remember him.

"Come out! So what if you're the Heavenly Emperor? I might not be able to beat you, but I can certainly outlast you!"

Shi Hao pointed to the sky and shouted. He was clearly full of vigor, with a domineering gaze and an air of overwhelming power, but what he said was both laughable and absurd.

"Shi Hao...is that you...?"

Suddenly, the coffin shook again, and a woman enveloped in the laws of time and space emerged from it. She was flesh and blood, her face was covered in tears, and her voice trembled, which startled Shi Hao.

That familiar voice was like a girl whispering in his ear when he was young, or like a reunion after many eras, so familiar that he would never forget it in his life.

In that instant, he seemed to see a grove of fiery mulberry trees before his eyes, and the beautiful woman beneath them who was always waiting for his return.

Shi Hao froze, his gaze meeting the figure in the coffin, and the memories in his mind instantly overlapped with those of the woman before him.

This was his first wife, the one with his most cherished memories, the promises he made, and the one he never returned to.

A man of unyielding integrity, a lord of the heavens, yet burdened with sin, a woman from the fiery state of Zhou.

The Heavenly Court's officials slowly withdrew without disturbing them, but were filled with endless emotions. Some of the old Celestial Kings also thought of themselves, realizing that everyone had their own regrets.

Who wasn't a hero in their youth, with pride in their heart and ambition to conquer the world? But when they look back, the beauty is long gone, and they themselves have been worn down by time. The figures in their memories have become regrets forever.

The path of the Great Way brings many gains, but also many losses.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you? How do you expect him to handle this? Huo Ling'er has a new consciousness; fusion is tantamount to eradication."

On a distant mountain, several figures stood quietly, watching calmly. So many years had passed, and Darkfire Spirit's strength had reached the level of immortality; how could she not be a newborn?

“He lost one wife, and I sent him back two. Isn’t that a good thing?”

"Shameless!" the witch muttered under her breath. Qingyi raised her eyes, and Yuechan stared coldly. The three pairs of eyes each held their own unique charm, yet they treated each other equally.

Chapter 658 Recruiting the Enemy

In a landscape of mountains and rivers, amidst green hills and clear waters, a lone boat floats on verdant bamboo groves. A man in white rows his boat, a woman in a black dress brews wine, a woman in a white dress plays the zither, and a woman in a green dress plays the flute. The lake, filled with white mist, is filled with the aroma of wine, the sound of the zither, and the melody of the flute. The scenery is truly picturesque.

"This fellow, as the Heavenly Emperor, instead of preaching to all living beings or handling the affairs of the heavens, he spends his time traveling and indulging in pleasures, neglecting his duties!"

Two people drifted over from afar. Seeing the white-clad man rowing a boat on the lake with a beautiful woman on the blue waves, Shi Hao's face instantly darkened. "I knew it. He's a lazy bum, unlike me who's so diligent."

"is it?"

Beside Shi Hao was a smiling creature, dressed in a white men's robe, tall and slender, with a hazy face that concealed its true features. At first glance, it appeared to be a man, but through the hazy light, one could see that it was a woman of unparalleled beauty and grace.

“Goddess Liu, I’ve grown up right under your nose since I was a child. Don’t you know what I’m like?”

The Willow God simply smiled, her expression serene yet tinged with emotion.

The wooden boat rowed by, propelled by a young man with deep, penetrating eyes, who seemed like a simple, unassuming mortal, his peaceful demeanor filling the world with tranquility.

At the same time, it also carried a kind of traction, leading them there.

"Greetings, Heavenly Emperor," Willow Goddess said, bowing respectfully.

"It's alright." Bai Ye smiled and handed the bamboo pole to Shi Hao, forcibly stuffing it into his hand under the latter's dumbfounded gaze.

"No, I'm an emperor too, why should I row your boat? That's not fair!" Shi Hao muttered. It was clearly a meeting of two emperors, of great significance, worthy of being recorded in history for future generations to admire, but didn't this make him look like he was being unfairly inferior?

Unfortunately, Bai Ye ignored him, took the wine and poured it out. Sitting opposite him was Liu Shen, accompanied by three women.

"Is the darkness truly over?" Liu Shen asked directly, which was one of the reasons they had come. A thousand years had passed since that battle, during which the heavens had been at peace and thriving. If there was anything hidden behind this tranquility, only this man knew the answer.

"You'll understand when you reach that level," Bai Ye said with a smile.

Liu Shen's breath hitched; she hadn't expected the other party to answer like that.

"Hahaha!" Shi Hao laughed loudly. He had heard this kind of talk countless times before. The people who told him this the most were Liu Shen and Xiao Ta. They always said that knowing too much was not a good thing. Now the tables have turned, and Brother Ye has won the hearts of his brothers.

But after laughing, he understood that Brother Ye had already given the answer. Liu Shen was just a king; what could he do even if he knew? Go and quell the rebellion? What difference would that make from sending someone to their death?

"There are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens. The Great Dao is endless. At each level you reach, you will find that you are never the strongest."

"So, there are even more powerful opponents in this world?" Liu Shen murmured to herself. The man opposite her must have sensed something. Otherwise, how could an emperor who had quelled the greatest darkness in history allow his imperial court to fall into ruins without rebuilding it?

"What about reincarnation?" Shi Hao asked, as if he had been holding back for a long time. His breathing was rapid and tense. In the battle of darkness, many of his old friends in the Heavenly Court died, and some were also affected. If anyone in this world knew the most, it would be the person in front of him.

"Reincarnation? You want to resurrect someone from the past?" Bai Ye glanced sideways.

Shi Hao nodded, and even Liu Shen looked up, "Is there really such a thing as reincarnation in this world?"

Bai Ye shook his head, paused for a moment, then slowly nodded, taking out a handful of talismans of various colors from his sleeve. They included purple, silver, gold, crimson, and blue, each no bigger than the palm of his hand, radiating a mysterious and unpredictable aura.

"This is..." Liu Shen asked in confusion, she had never seen such a thing before.

"The Reincarnation Talisman allows the person who holds it to be reincarnated with their memories after death."

"Reincarnation..." Shi Hao couldn't help but swallow, his breathing quickening as he stared at the dozens of mysterious talismans. Brother Ye said reincarnation was possible, so it definitely was; there was no need to lie to him.

But it was a huge bunch, a thick stack that really caught his eye.

"What about the people who have died? Are there any aftereffects?" Shi Hao asked quickly.

"Collecting some of the true spirits scattered in the world allows them to reincarnate. The aftereffects... aside from having multiple new parents who need to start their spiritual practice again, are basically none."

It's true. Reincarnation isn't as terrifying as it seems. On the contrary, it's the best way to be resurrected besides through reflection, with negligible side effects.

Shi Hao and Liu Shen took the talisman and studied it for a long time. Reincarnation really exists in the world. Even people like them who do not believe in it are inevitably confused. Their past beliefs were almost overturned today.

"If you believe, it exists; if you don't believe, it doesn't. There's no need to worry too much. You'll understand when you reach the summit."

"How can we not be conflicted..." Shi Hao smiled wryly. Throughout the day, the two of them asked a lot of questions, including those about cultivation, which Bai Ye answered for Mao.

As evening fell, the two stood on the lake, watching the small boat drift away along the river of time, each stroke marking an era, its destination unknown. But this mode of travel was truly unique; in all the world, only the other could so easily and boldly take his confidante on a journey through the river of time.

But then Shi Hao seemed to remember something and shouted, "You scoundrel! Did you take Ling'er away a long time ago? You made me heartbroken for so many years! You were a witness to my wedding with Ling'er, after all! What am I supposed to do now?!"

“Wouldn’t that be even better? You’ve lost one wife, but I’ll find you a pair. Where can you find a brother who understands your heart so well?”

Hearing the teasing voice drifting over, Shi Hao almost spat out blood. What a trap! It's good, but how am I supposed to face it?

One of them has absolutely no feelings for me. I treat him like a sex thief. Is he really that kind of person?

The boat sailed away, and the river of time gradually faded away, leaving only a man and a woman who lingered for a long time.

"That bastard only gave us three bodies, is he trying to fob us off like beggars? It's not even enough to cover the loss of our equipment!"