Perfect Double Agent

Even as a Celestial King, she possessed her own playfulness and liveliness, like an elf from the mortal realm.

But it was precisely her attitude that always stirred ripples in Bai Ye's weathered heart, preventing him from becoming so indifferent and cold-blooded.

When a person is in a high position, the environment will affect everything. As his cultivation level increases, life and death, reality and illusion are no longer issues. Sometimes he can't help but feel dazed. If he becomes an immortal emperor, will everything in this world still have meaning? All living beings exist in the blink of an eye. One thought brings life, one word brings death. It's not that those people are cold-blooded. It can only be said that their level is too high, so high that it defies common sense. Everything in the past can be overturned in an instant.

The owner of the bronze coffin is the best example. The river of time has no meaning in his eyes. He has performed sacrifices again and again. What about all living beings? What about heaven and earth? He says it is false, and it is false. He says it is true, and it is true.

Even if he wanted a wife and daughter, he only needed to think about it, and countless wives and daughters would appear in front of him. Anyone in that situation would question the meaning of life.

This has nothing to do with willpower. If someone can reach that level, how could their willpower be weak? Ultimately, the reason is that they are too strong, as strong as a ten-dimensional person looking at a two-dimensional one.

He had felt that way before.

Bai Ye glanced at the Gu Zu who was still in seclusion, then quickly chased after him, causing a scream to ring out from afar.

"Naihao already has a child, so we should try harder too."

"Then it's my fault. Who told you to cultivate so fast?" The witch stopped and looked back, her face full of pitifulness. She was also desperate. The gap between a Celestial King and a Quasi-Celestial Emperor was like the gap between a mortal and a Celestial King. Moreover, her junior brother was already close to the perfection of a Quasi-Celestial Emperor.

The difference in these levels of evolution is even greater than the difference between heaven and earth.

"It's my fault. I should have listened to Kundi and the others and taken in 30,000 beauties, leaving behind my own child despite the slim chances."

"Go ahead and go! If you dare to go, I dare to merge with Qingyi, advance to Quasi-Immortal Emperor, and kill all your offspring. I will never raise any child who is not mine!"

"You're in harmony with the Dao!" Bai Ye stepped forward and slapped her on her shapely buttocks, causing the witch's delicate body to tremble. Her eyes instantly sparkled, and she raised her red lips to Bai Ye's ear, her breath as fragrant as orchids.

"Call me Senior Sister..."

Hearing that seductive tone, Bai Ye was stunned and almost didn't react.

"Go home, and I, the Emperor, will teach you the way to defeat the King!"

"How do I break this?" the witch sneered, as if she had seen right through her.

"When one attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven; a mother can also rise in status because of her son." Bai Ye laughed, causing the witch to punch him repeatedly. Although they were an old married couple, and she was bolder than Qingyi and Yuechan, she still couldn't help but feel shy.

But she liked this feeling very much and enjoyed it. In the eyes of the world, the Heavenly Emperor might be imposing and tall, so tall that one could only look up to him. But in her eyes, her junior brother would always be her junior brother. Even if he became the Heavenly Emperor, he would still laugh and joke with her.

"Wait... You're bullying Yuechan. She didn't become queen, and she's been harboring a lot of resentment lately..."

Bai Ye disappeared with the witch, but before leaving, he didn't forget to explore the path of reincarnation, which brought out the startled Yue Chan.

Both Qingyi and the witch have become kings, and their paths can resonate with each other. If the two women reach the pinnacle of kingship and collide with each other through the Dao Fruits, they may become quasi-immortal emperors. However, they are still accumulating power at present.

In comparison, Yuechan is far inferior; she remains an immortal, but becoming a king is only a matter of time. With the care of numerous ancient scriptures and abundant resources, the king realm will not be an obstacle.

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In recent years, while all the heavens have been peaceful, many major events have occurred in the land of calamity, including an imperial war that shattered several branches of the cycle of reincarnation.

"I already told you, it wasn't me, it was that bastard, why won't you believe me!" The old man in black robes looked at the creature surrounded by gray mist opposite him and wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth.

He had considered it, but those bastards didn't just beat him up; they went straight for the robbery. Not only him, but that guy Yin was almost swallowed whole.

"Take us to him!" More people arrived, not just one, but a large group of about twenty. They walked out from the central area, their faces ashen. How dare they! The five great calamities had been integrated, their essence used to nurture the enemy's sword, and their resources used to cultivate the enemy's followers. What they found most unacceptable was that their stronghold and treasure trove had been ransacked, leaving not a single hair behind. It was too ruthless; they showed no mercy whatsoever!

"He hasn't shown his face for nearly a thousand years." The old man in black robes had a gloomy expression. He glanced at the group of emperors, then followed the path of reincarnation and headed towards a certain place.

Ever since he was robbed, that bastard has been staying in the Land of Reincarnation, rarely showing his face. The last one who dared to cause trouble was tied to a sword and burned alive for many years before being taken down recently.

Now, as the people of the past gradually descend to the mortal realm, old and new grudges combine, making conflict inevitable.

One avenue after another, following the path of reincarnation, before long we arrived at a six-way intersection.

This is a vast cavern, formed by the connection of ancient paths of primordial reincarnation. It is so large that it can contain a sea of ​​stars, like a combination of dozens of great universes.

The six ancient caves were dark and gloomy, with eerie winds blowing out from time to time. Their shapes were very strange, like the six realms of reincarnation, and they exuded an inexplicable aura.

"That bastard actually found such a place!" The emperors were shocked.

There are two types of reincarnation paths. One type is a branch path formed after the expansion of the ancient underworld. The other type appeared countless years ago. Some of these paths naturally collapsed, forming broken roads, while others were places that even they had never been to.

However, the latter is much older, and its exact formation period is too long to trace. If it weren't for the great battle with the heavens, the ancient cycle of reincarnation could have led directly to the heavens and the plateau.

"This is a natural place of reincarnation, where the Six Paths of Reincarnation can be established!" The emperors were increasingly alarmed as they looked around. Most importantly, ancient reincarnation paths are generally indestructible and have a shielding effect, making them very difficult to find.

Otherwise, those bumpkins in the Boundary Sea wouldn't have remained undetected for so many epochs. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of that man surnamed Bai, they wouldn't have ended up in this state.

"What do you all want to do by coming to my house in such a large group?"

Suddenly, a ball of light shone in the dark area. The appearance of the ball of light illuminated the entire cave in an instant, like the fire of the sun. It made this void of darkness into a vast universe. The World Tree was rooted in the very center, and magnificent mountains and rivers stretched as far as the eye could see. There, life flourished, and creatures were densely packed, with countless races.

"Another world!"

The emperors looked up at the white-clad figure emerging from the realm, looking down at them from above. His youthful vigor and spirit were unparalleled in the world, radiating boundless vitality and majesty. The mere manifestation of him had an unimaginable impact that swept through their minds, instantly silencing the assembled emperors who had been so eager to rally their followers.

"No... We just descended to the mortal realm and came here specifically to pay a visit." The Eight-Headed Quasi-Immortal Emperor suppressed the tingling sensation on his scalp and spoke in a low voice.

Seeing that domineering gaze sweep over them, the other emperors all lowered their eyes and slowly nodded, "We are all on the same side, so it is only right that we pay our respects."

Chapter 661 ill intentions

The group of Edo Emperors were in a particularly difficult position at this moment, forcing themselves to say things against their will, which made the old man in black robes roll his eyes inwardly, thinking they were a bunch of cowards.

"You can retrieve the E'tu later. I apologize for any offense I may have caused you." Bai Ye raised his hand, making a gesture of invitation, his gentle manner making it hard to refuse.

"Oh, oh, oh, what's past is past." Emperor You smiled, but when he grinned, pus and blood oozed from his face, making his terrifying true appearance almost unbearable to look at.

They hadn't expected the other party to be so easy to talk to; before they could even speak, the other party had already offered them the goods.

What a load of nonsense! Coming to their senses, the faces of all the emperors turned ashen. You extracted their source, you robbed them of their resources, and apart from a few ants you didn't touch, what's left in those cursed lands?

We've taken this ancient land that we've cultivated for countless years, and all we get back is an empty shell. We're expected to be grateful. Anyone in our shoes would be tempted to curse.

Besides, the origins of those five places have all dried up, and the River of Souls has almost dried up. What use is there in keeping them?

"How can we refuse the White Emperor's invitation? Let's go, fellow Daoists." The old man in black robes flicked his sleeves and took the lead. This Bai fellow is now just a piece of cake. We can't just kill them all again, that's the way of barbarians. Knowing that they have a Celestial Emperor behind them and can be resurrected, it would be too unwise to fight them again.

He believed that with the other party's wisdom, they wouldn't want to break ties with them again; there was absolutely no need for that.

A group of people went in, and following the path of time and space, they were led to a magnificent celestial palace surrounded by numerous stars.

The Heavenly Palace was vast, with the three majestic characters "White Emperor Palace" inscribed on the plaque. Chaotic mist cascaded down like a waterfall, suppressing the starry sky in all directions. The vastness of space and time was filled with patterns resembling the veins of countless mountains and rivers, and primitive patterns such as flying insects, birds and beasts, and the cosmic star sea were outlined on the palace.

Strangely, the patterns were so lifelike: farmers tilling the land, hoes pointing to the sky, their trajectories seemingly capable of splitting the heavens and earth as they fell, carp leaping in the water, dragons soaring through the clouds, rushing straight to the ninth heaven, the blue lake rippling, the ripples spreading far and wide, directly transforming into towering waves that crash against the sun and moon, sweeping away the stars.

The patterns were so lifelike, like myriad paths in the heart, with all things swaying and shining, radiating the light of the Great Dao, or like a celestial map of the Great Dao, containing the postures of all living beings, each one interpreting the laws of the Great Dao, restoring the ancient and simple moment, as if runes exploded in their minds, impacting everyone.

"This bastard... his progress is so fast!" The emperors were shocked. For an emperor to take even a small step was as difficult as ascending to heaven. Usually, even billions of years could not make them progress an inch. But this kid seemed to be unrestricted, breaking the norm. No wonder that great man would try to recruit him.

However, some people were puzzled, feeling that the material of the palace looked familiar, cast from the Chaos Mother Gold, which resembled his collection. When he thought about how his treasure trove had been ransacked, his face darkened.

"The Great Dao is lonely, and there are very few people like us in this world. We should support each other and move forward together to explore its mysteries." As Bai Ye spoke, he pushed open the door, and immediately, a mixture of the aroma of wine and the fragrance of medicinal herbs wafted out.

"Fellow Daoist Yunzhi, I am not speaking the truth while drunk. Back then, when we fought for supremacy, I was the most outstanding among billions of heroes... With a single sacrifice, blood clouds surged for three hundred million miles, and countless bolts of lightning rolled down from the heavens!"

"Looking back through the ages, who is worthy of being offered a sacrifice!"

"Cang, you're drunk," someone whispered.

"No, I'm not drunk. There is no wine in this world that can make me drunk. Even if this wine was made by that little devil by gathering the essence of all heavens, drawing upon the laws of the heavens, supplementing it with the Five Calamities Elixir and the water of time and space without roots, and distilling it for a thousand years with the fire of ten thousand paths, it would still be difficult to make me drunk. Come, Fellow Daoist Yunzhi, have another cup!"

"..."

It was a strange scene. There were only six people in the hall. The woman looked on coldly, the silver-haired man watched from the sidelines, and opposite them, the old man closed his eyes, a man was arrogant and aloof, a man had a dark face, and a man raised his cup, causing his wide sleeves to flutter, his expression was dazed, and he kept recalling the past.

A true hero doesn't dwell on past glories; once they do, he's either drunk or crippled. A true strongman lives in the present; how can past achievements compare to the present? To cling to the past and ignore the present means to be living a life that's getting worse and worse. A Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperor sneered, for the Azure Emperor had once refined him; that was a deep-seated grudge.

"Emperor Cang, are you being a scoundrel? Only ants would resort to such behavior. It is an insult to our dignity!" the eight-headed man shouted.

"White Emperor, we demand an explanation!"

All the emperors were furious. She was the only flower among dozens of emperors. Although they had long lost the lowly emotions that should belong to ants, their instinctive appreciation for beautiful things still remained.

"Get lost, what nonsense are you spouting!" Yunzhi glared coldly, her golden hair fluttering even without wind.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, why be angry? I will have Emperor Cang come to the palace to apologize later." Bai Ye laughed and led the emperors in.

"Him? Shouldn't you be the one apologizing?" Yunzhi sneered. If she could beat him, she would have made this bastard call her mother, but she could only dream about it.

"Yunzhi, what's going on?" the old man in black robes transmitted his voice.

"Sit down, everyone. That Bai fellow has gone extremely far and is only one step away from becoming an Immortal Emperor. That Annihilator is no simple man either. He almost reached the Immortal Emperor realm in the past, but failed to break through and did not die."

The emperors were taken aback. Combining this with what the other party had said before, it meant that the gathering of the emperors was actually a discussion on the Dao, a joint exploration of the path to becoming an Immortal Emperor. Although none of them believed that this young man could break through, they did not deny that the discussion would benefit everyone.

There were more than twenty futons in the hall, as if placed in chaos, exuding the fragrance of great medicine. They were not in any particular order, but were arranged in a circle around a central altar. In front of each futon was a jade table, on which were placed immortal fruits and divine wine, waiting for their master to take them.

"Today, let's resolve our grievances with wine, and let all our old and new hatreds vanish like smoke." Bai Ye clapped his hands as he saw the emperors sit down. Immediately, three people walked out from the side hall. One was handsome with golden hair and cross-shaped eyes; another was young and composed with a powerful stride; and the last was a stunningly beautiful woman with an exceptionally tall figure. Even though she was wearing a long dress with flame patterns, it could not hide her mature and proud figure.

What is most hard to ignore about this woman is the ancestral mark between her eyebrows, which resembles a phoenix, appearing and disappearing. Her long phoenix eyes are captivating, and her red lips are as bright as blood. Walking behind the two, she looks like a true phoenix about to be reborn from the ashes!

These were just three Immortal Kings, each holding a pot of new wine. Although they were all outstanding in appearance, that was nothing special. What concerned the emperors the most was that the three of them possessed exceptionally strong origins and had been carefully nurtured.

"This wine is made by me by collecting the essence of all heavens, drawing upon the laws of the heavens, supplementing it with the Five Calamities Elixir and the water of timeless origin, and distilling it for a thousand years with the fire of ten thousand paths. It is unique in the world. If an emperor drinks it, he will be intoxicated; if an immortal drinks it, his life will be in vain." Bai Ye said, pointing to the pot of wine in front of him.

"Xiao He, what are you all standing there for? Go and pour wine for your seniors."

He Wushuang: "..."

This was originally his master's job. Being able to listen to the emperors discuss the Dao, even if he only gained a little insight, would greatly benefit his King Realm. Not to mention that this discussion would last for who knows how many years. His master gave him this opportunity, but he had no complaints. On the contrary, he had gotten used to it.

The emperors were indifferent; they had seen all kinds of wine before. But when the wine was poured out, their expressions changed instantly.

The wine is like a long river of time, carrying billions of starlight in a dreamlike state. The dense points of light are like condensed worlds. With the sound of flowing water, it seems to take them back to the origin of the world at its very beginning, or it seems that in an instant, heaven and earth are annihilated, and all things are reduced to ruins. Everything from ancient times to the present is buried at the end of time.

No matter how outstanding your talent, how high your cultivation, or how boundless your power, everything collapses in their minds like a river of time, vanishing into nothingness with eternity.

This is a wine that contains the true meaning of the Great Dao of Time and Space. The clear sensation made the emperors, who had just come to their senses, look at each other with a sense of vicissitude and a hint of horror.

They can sever the River of Time with a single blow, but they cannot destroy it, nor dare they destroy it, as this would overturn the future, causing unknown causes and effects to descend and affecting their present selves. It is rumored that even Immortal Emperors are unwilling to interfere with the River of Time, as it would cause them great problems.

But this guy actually dared to depict the destruction of the river of time. Although his ambition could swallow eternity, how could that possibly be achieved?

"May I ask?" Bai Ye smiled calmly, which made the Old Man of Annihilation open his eyes and pick up a glass of wine that had been untouched for a long time.

"As previously agreed, all five locations will be returned. When the sacrificial ceremony arrives, you will have full authority to take action." The old man in black robes raised his cup first. What could he do if he disagreed? It was already quite an achievement to get this boy to spit out part of what was in his mouth.

"We're only letting this go for now out of respect for that esteemed person," one of the mummies scoffed, raising his wine glass as well.

Once someone started, the others could no longer remain silent. They drank it all in one gulp, closed their eyes, and felt the wine, like a torrent of the Great Dao, impacting their limbs and bones, their primordial spirits. The brilliance of the immortal light seemed to be reborn as a seed, not in the past, not in the present or future, but wandering in a womb called "nothingness," nurturing itself and reenacting its own Great Dao.

This process is very mysterious, allowing the laws of the Great Dao within them to progress from shallow to deep, from simple to complex, becoming incredibly clear. It not only allows them to revisit their past experiences, but also makes them feel like outsiders, seeing flaws and shortcomings that they had not noticed before.