Chapter 664

"Is it possible to get it?"

Deep within the Dark Continent, a figure with true dragon horns strode forward. He was cautious, and only after confirming that no one was around did he kneel before a broken stone tablet, releasing one after another of the creatures that swarmed into a compressed space, numbering in the millions.

This is the second stele, an ancient stele that records several great principles of "the opportunity to become an emperor". Ever since he heard the vast divine thought fluctuations echoing in his mind that day, he had been thinking about it. However, he was not the only one who took action. Others were also attacking the Immortal Realm and plundering living beings on a large scale.

He wasn't sure what lay deep inside; it was all just speculation. The place was too oppressive, filled only with surging black mist, making it impossible to see anything beyond. Even if he tried to force himself to look, he couldn't see through it.

But as the creatures were released, the mist also swept in, as if a colossal creature was opening its mouth to devour them. The terrifying suction force came in an instant, turning the millions of creatures in front of him into dried corpses. Their physical bodies, essence, and primordial spirit were all absorbed, leaving only corpses.

At the same time, a short passage of scripture consisting of about ten characters from the Great Dao entered his mind. It was difficult and complex, exuding an unparalleled aura, which made the dragon-horned creature tremble, and black lightning shot out from its eyes.

"A Quasi-Immortal Emperor's Scripture!"

This is true; the being deep within did not lie to him, or perhaps that unknown, terrifying powerhouse simply wouldn't bother lying to him.

But what reason could a supreme expert have for not taking it for himself, but instead needing to exchange it?

He only pondered for a moment before releasing a large number of living beings, more than ten times the number this time. The being in the mist accepted them all. This time, what it gave him was not scriptures, but a wisp of... the Emperor's Law, only three inches long, like a small black dragon constructed of order, flowing with dense dark matter.

"Thank you, senior..." The dragon-horned creature bowed, but received no response. However, this experience was like opening a door for him.

No wonder the Dark Emperors would make sacrifices every so often. Perhaps they were exchanging items. Thinking about it this way, you can see how terrifying the beings deep inside are. Otherwise, given the White Emperor's personality, how could he have ignored this place? He would have leveled it long ago.

Not long after he left, another creature arrived in this area. It was a human with white eyebrows that reached past his chin and a beard that reached his chest. His face was not gaunt but rather ruddy. What was most striking about him was his pair of eyes, which were incredibly sharp, like two world-destroying celestial blades, radiating an endless sharpness capable of splitting the heavens and earth.

He brought even more creatures with him. With a wave of his hand, a piece of what looked like a severed continent was taken out. It was covered with countless terrified creatures, including immortals and supreme beings.

A moment later, he also left. Compared to when he left, his aura was surging, and his eyes were filled with the spirit of dragons and phoenixes, as if two divine forms were interpreting the supreme Dao.

"What benefits can be gained after making a sacrifice?"

"It could also be guidance, someone pointing the way ahead, making the path easier," Wang Changsheng murmured. The two of them had been hiding in a dilapidated palace for the past few days, not spying too much, for fear of being discovered.

There were more than just one or two people secretly carrying out sacrificial rituals, but they were all commanders with terrifying strength.

Becoming a Quasi-Immortal Emperor doesn't necessarily require becoming an unparalleled giant. Giants have certain opportunities; what they lack isn't effort, but rather support from others.

"This news can't be kept secret; it will get out sooner or later." Wang Changsheng had a vague sense of worry. When there are too many people, problems are bound to arise. Once the news spreads, it's hard to imagine what kind of impact it will have on the Dark Continent. What's sleeping here isn't just one or two kings, but an endless army. If they were all released, they could destroy all the heavens and dare to challenge the Evil Land.

If an unknown entity were to use everyone to raise poisonous insects, it could very well create an emperor. For that sliver of opportunity, everyone would fight tooth and nail, including himself.

"That's only a matter of time. We will remain allied, but we still need to recruit some more allies. Fortunately, we have a back door in the Immortal Realm, which makes it convenient for us to come and go," the Nine-Headed Monster said in a deep voice.

The Immortal Realm is teeming with life forms; even a single corner of it contains countless beings, not to mention the vast universes. With proper handling, they can outrun the Dark Dragon and the Nineteen-Headed Monster.

Now it all depends on who can succeed before the emperors return, otherwise they will face the emperors' reckoning.

One year, ten years, a hundred years...

The entire Three Realms were shaken. Not only the Immortal Realm was impacted, but also the Burial Ground and the Nine Heavens. The number of Dark Immortal Kings increased every now and then, and this growth trend never stopped.

"It should be the dark army on the other side of the boundary sea. They have joined forces with the dark immortal king in the sea. They are not trying to destroy our several realms, but to capture living beings."

"What's the news from over there? Is it on the Emperor's orders?" In the Nine Heavens Imperial Palace, Liu Shen and the others were all looking at the majestic and powerful Shi Hao. Compared to the past, Huang had grown too much and was now a giant, and his aura was involuntarily emanating.

"Kundi doesn't know the reason either; they haven't had much contact with the Dark Army." Shi Hao shook his head. In an era where emperors coexisted, the Dark Army still dared to rebel. He didn't believe there wasn't something pushing things along.

"What about the White Emperor? Doesn't he care?" Liu Shen asked.

"Brother Ye probably doesn't know, but Kundi mentioned that all the imperial capitals are in the Calamity Land, seemingly conducting seclusion and research on something."

"That's strange... What could possibly make those Dark Immortal Kings risk being annihilated and do whatever it takes?"

The reason is not hard to guess. The word "emperor" is irresistible to kings. Throughout history, what else could be more appealing to kings than becoming an emperor?

"So, there really is a method to become an emperor on the other side of the Boundary Sea?"

In the days that followed, the entire Three Realms were shaken, and almost all the Celestial Kings went mad, with battles raging everywhere.

Even Shi Hao fought valiantly in these successive battles, causing chaos and darkness in the Three Realms, with the sun and moon losing their light, gods and demons raining down, and blood spreading throughout the Nine Heavens.

This process took longer than anyone expected, lasting for nearly 100,000 years.

This was a turbulent era, a time of clashes between the Three Realms and darkness. How many emperors would emerge from this conflict remains unknown.

But in that perilous land, someone became an emperor. The seed broke through the soil, and a divine rain of light sprinkled across a region of this perilous land of reincarnation, illuminating the darkness and causing the Great Dao there to fluctuate with terrifying force.

This was just the beginning. In the next hundred thousand years, another being rose up, reaching even greater heights and successfully ascending to that level, causing the years to flow through the heavens and the boundless void to ripple with waves.

The dual resonance of time and space is almost a symbol, representing the White Emperor and a certain race.

"This is too heaven-defying... It's only been about two hundred thousand years..." The heavens were collectively shaken.

Pu Mo became an emperor because he had undergone Nirvana during the last great battle against E Tu, and the silent Gu followed suit and also became an emperor, which shows how terrifying his talent was.

But no one denies that the White Emperor's influence is definitely involved; among all the emperors, the White Emperor is the core.

Without the White Emperor, there would be no heroes; all of this only came about after the White Emperor rose to power.

“Following the right person is more important than hard work…” Meng An walked through the ruins of the Western Pole with a bittersweet expression, filled with envy. As far as he knew, that impure-blooded worm had made great progress over the years, guarding the five great calamities. Although it was just a gatekeeper, it made the worm ancestors in the River of Souls extremely envious.

The five great calamities have not yet separated and are currently still considered the territory of the White Emperor. As you can imagine, a mere wild insect, because it is determined to follow to the end, will enjoy inexhaustible resources and read countless ancient scriptures. Even if it is just a gatekeeper, it is still a gatekeeper for the emperors.

Because of his momentary hesitation, he completely missed the opportunity.

"Meng Xue, did you perish in that battle, or did you secretly hide away?" Meng An surveyed the ruins, his face grim. According to the clan's wishes, He was highly valued, including Bai Di, who was also exceptionally favored by the higher-ups. The marriage alliance was to continue, but unfortunately, Meng Xue had disappeared, and He didn't care at all, showing no interest whatsoever.

In fact, it would be strange if He Wushuang had such thoughts. There was an old king above him and a new king below him. In this once-in-a-millennium era of great evolution, if one could not keep up, one would be eliminated. He was entrusted with high hopes, so how could he be distracted by this?

Meanwhile, in the imperial palace of a foreign land, the emperors also sensed something unusual and awoke from their discussions.

"Two hundred thousand years have passed, and two more emperors have been added to the world?" The emperors felt uneasy. This foreign land was somewhat terrifying. How long was the history of which could be seen to its end? It wasn't even enough for them to take a nap.

However, emperors have been born one after another in this great realm, and now there are a total of four.

"Fellow Daoists, this short discussion is over. I believe you have all gained something and need some time to digest it. If you need anything in the future, we can discuss it again, shall we?" Bai Ye awoke from his meditation, two flashes of lightning streaking across his deep eyes. He reached out and summoned a long sword from beyond the realm. It was no longer pitch black, but filled with a dreamlike quality. On it, a lifelike figure in white robes stepped onto the clouds, looking down upon the three thousand worlds, like an emperor ascending to heaven.

“It does need some time to digest.” Emperor Jin nodded and was the first to get up and walk out of the palace. But his peripheral vision kept observing the dreamlike longsword. It was an imperial sword, and also a killing sword, having fused with the physical bodies and Dao of most of them.

"Farewell." The old man in black robes cupped his hands and quickly left as well, as if he too had sensed something.

"Fellow Daoist, this sword is too dangerous; it can harm both the user and others." Even the silver-haired middle-aged man's face twitched as he gave a special reminder before leaving.

It wasn't that he was worried the sword would hurt Bai Ye, but rather that he was worried that this bastard might one day go crazy and start slashing at them, his own people, again.

"I will make good use of it." Bai Ye nodded, watching the emperors leave one by one.

"Something's happened!" Seeing that all the emperors had left, the old man's face instantly darkened.

"Something has indeed happened. The one deep within the Dark Continent may have awakened." Emperor Yu continued. As a quasi-Immortal Emperor, he could see through this long river at a glance and look directly into the Boundary Sea, clearly sensing the faint yet terrifying fluctuations there.

They weren't unaware that the one was still alive. Back then, the four of them had joined forces to bombard the innermost light barrier, but they couldn't break through it. They had long suspected that it was an Immortal Emperor, and what they had seen and heard over the years confirmed that it was indeed an Immortal Emperor, who was bound there for some unknown reason.

"What should we do then? Should we go back?" The Azure Emperor immediately backed down. The emperors of the Calamity Land were all extremely wary of that place and unwilling to talk about it. Now, they were all running away faster than the other, probably not only because they were worried that the White Emperor would kill them, but also because they were wary of the one in the Boundary Sea.

"Go back. What, you still want to stay here?" Bai Ye glanced sideways.

"I'm not going back." Cang Di said, forcing himself to speak. Are you kidding me? Someone as shrewd as you, knowing there are Immortal Emperor Scriptures, is unwilling to go. Why would I go?

Do you think I'm stupid?!

There's clearly something fishy going on here.

Once that person is freed, there is a very high chance that they will vent their anger first. After all, they couldn't bear being bound there for endless years, let alone a Celestial Emperor. The amount of repression accumulated there must be enormous.

Even if we don't vent our anger on them, we will definitely force them to become our subordinates. The world-destroying predecessors might be suppressed and used as mounts, but we give up our freedom to become their subordinates.

"Do as you please." Bai Ye was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, got up and left the palace. Even if the corpse woke up, it would not be able to get out of its confinement for a while. The absence of the physical body and the primordial spirit prevented the corpse from recovering its power and breaking the restraints. The primordial spirit in the rotten wooden box and the physical body in the Great Luo Sword Embryo were the key.

With the sword embryo in Shi Hao's hands and the rotten wooden box in another realm, it won't be so easy for the corpse to escape.

"How about... we go back and take a look?" Emperor Hong asked tentatively.

"..."

……

"Boom!"

Beyond the alien realm, the cycle of reincarnation is also in turmoil. Several calamities have been torn apart. These are not merely symbols, but also the strongholds of the emperors, who have ruled for too many eras. Before returning, they are relocating.

However, this area was designated as a forbidden zone by the emperors, who were unwilling to linger there.

"How was it? Did you gain anything?" Gu Zu asked with a smile when he saw Bai Ye arrive, clearly in a good mood.

"Not bad, I'm feeling more confident now." Bai Ye raised his hand, leading the Gu Zu out of the Calamity Land and heading towards the Three Realms.

"Child, there's no need to rush. You've already done enough." Gu Zu sighed softly. Everyone knows the greatness of the White Emperor, but few know the effort behind his rapid growth. If he were an ordinary person, he would have countless offspring, but this grandson doesn't even have one. He's either cultivating or in seclusion, never stopping.

Bai Ye didn't answer, but instead looked at him sideways and asked, "Grandpa, do you miss reincarnation?"

"Reincarnation?" The gu ancestor was slightly taken aback. "Aren't we living in reincarnation all along?"

"After all, you killed him with your own hands. I thought you would have a knot in your heart and find it difficult to break through. I wanted to try again after this. I didn't expect you to give me a surprise first."

“Hmm…” Gu Zu paused, his expression changing instantly. Why did Ye’er bring him here alone? There were some things that only the grandfather and grandson knew best. Thinking of the person who fell at his hands, it was impossible not to feel pain. It was something he could never forget, something that had once made him lose heart, and he was just waiting for the right opportunity.

This child gave him new hope, and for this reason, he devoted himself entirely to the foreign land. There were complex and unforgettable experiences, and the source of all of this was related to endlessness and reincarnation.

"You... you managed to do it?" Gu Zu trembled.

“We major in spacetime, so the reflection is less difficult. Over the years of discussing the Dao, I have explored it a little. I also studied it in the past. Whether it is feasible or not, we still need to try it.”

“Yes, back then you researched the spiritual world and brought people from the past to life. Although it was composed of the imprints of the Great Dao, our power is different now.” Gu Zu didn’t know what to say. This child had never forgotten.

He was curious to see if, upon hearing of the otherworld's growing power after his rebirth, he would immediately bang his head against a wall.

In Blood Phoenix's words, we asked you to be undercover agents, not to surpass them. Not only did you surpass them, but you also directly led the entire alien realm to new heights. This is what undercover agents should do.

"What will Pu Mo say?" After the initial excitement, Gu Zu couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

"I'm just fulfilling my grandfather's wish. It's my responsibility as a grandson. If he knew, he would definitely support me." Bai Ye wasn't worried.

According to Pu Mo's character, filial piety is a good thing. If you treat me like this, you will treat me like this in the future. Why should I stop you?

Their honors as master and disciple were already intertwined; their shared glory meant shared glory. Besides, in this entire foreign land, were there anyone who wasn't one of their own?

As long as they don't loudly proclaim themselves as undercover agents, who will bother to investigate further?

Chapter 665 Help me up, I can still fight

Two hundred thousand years is a very long time; at least for the beings of the Three Realms, it was a turbulent and agonizing history.

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