Perfect Double Agent

"How is this possible! The Emperor is dead!"

"When did he become an Immortal Emperor?!"

"How could he possibly become a Celestial Emperor!"

It's no wonder they were terrified. They never imagined that person could become an emperor. But fate played a cruel joke on them. Not only did that person become an emperor, but he also attacked the place and apparently killed the chief priest and took his place. Otherwise, how could he have ascended to the chief priest's place?

Chapter 678 Brother, please observe the battle.

The Black Emperor is dead, the White Emperor shall rise. This simple line of words exploded in everyone's minds like a million thunderbolts, or like an endless wave crashing down, making them sway and stagger.

What a sight this was! It was as if the heavens had collapsed and dynasties had changed hands. No one dared to imagine it, and no one dared to look up.

This was something they never even dared to dream of in their lives, but reality slapped them in the face. Not only did it actually happen, but the servant was someone they thought was the least likely person to be employed.

The thought of the comforting words they once shared as brothers and the secret smiles they secretly chuckled made their faces burn with embarrassment.

"How is this possible..." The eight heads plopped down on the ground, sweat pouring down their foreheads, terrified.

Even the others weren't much better off. The thought that person had unknowingly become an emperor, and had even attacked the main sacrificial ground and killed the chief priest gave them the illusion that the world had gone mad.

How could there be such a monstrous person in this world who actually broke the limitation that the Dark Bloodline could not become an Emperor without primordial matter, becoming the first being in history to become an Emperor through his own power.

You must know that all the Celestial Emperors in the upper levels were created from primordial matter. That White Emperor was practically the first one to create the world!

That's precisely why such an emperor is so rare; it's like a winged wolf mixed in with a pack of wolves—everyone would take a second look.

"What do we do... what do we do... will we be wiped out...?"

The emperors were completely unable to calm down. They were supervisors, but instead of supervising well, they had become an accomplice. They were certain that their years of discussions on the Dao had been of great help to that person.

"When the laws of Heaven collapse, none of you here are innocent."

The emperors looked at each other, their faces gradually darkening. Who could disagree?

But they still dared not look up, bowing their heads and quietly awaiting their fate, not daring to resist at all.

Quasi-Immortal Emperors may seem high and mighty, and there have been very few of them throughout history, but in front of a true Immortal Emperor, they are still like ants.

This wait lasted for many years, so long that the emperors were almost petrified. But no more decrees or words were passed down from above. Apart from the dreamlike white paper on the altar and the extremely conspicuous Dao characters on it, the Black Emperor was dead and the White Emperor should rise!

Meanwhile, one of the parties involved in the incident had already approached another person.

Since ancient times, there have been ten emperors of the plateau. During the great war between the heavens, some were wounded and recuperating, some were stationed outside, like the Black Emperor, and some were active on their own, not always staying on the plateau.

"You were murdered? A kid?"

On a black island, the Black Emperor looked embarrassed. He didn't want to talk about the shameful thing, but he couldn't not remind him. That junior was really strange.

Opposite him was a being shrouded in gray mist, with lifeless eyes, a ghostly appearance, and an aura of overwhelming ominousness.

"That was my carelessness. I have already promised the Ancestor that I would capture him and bring him back."

"What's so difficult about that? He's just a little brat. His age is indeed astonishing, but that's all. There have been many astonishing people throughout history, but only my clan leader remains." The gray ghost sneered, stepping out of the gray mist area and transforming into a middle-aged man. His face remained unchanged for ages, stiff as if he had never moved an expression. His skin was jet black, like an old corpse, with a metallic luster like black gold. It was clear that he had existed for countless years, perhaps so long that he himself had forgotten.

"Hurry up, the spirit tablet cannot be lost." The Black Emperor was equally ruthless. The sacrificial ground was not only a connection to the lower realm, but also a symbol. It represented the highest spirit tablet in the clan, which was worshipped for generations, and even more so, the ancestor.

In fact, their worries were unnecessary. Bai Ye was not a reckless person. He was an experienced man who knew far more about the powerful figures and secrets of this world than others.

……

In the center of the sacrificial site is an ancient temple, which enshrines five spirit tablets, each without a name, only a blurry coffin pattern branded on it.

This is undoubtedly bizarre. What family would enshrine a coffin as a memorial tablet? Not to mention that at this level, the world can change with a single word, and countless gods and demons can fall. Even such a person needs a memorial tablet to be enshrined. Only someone with a faulty mind would touch it.

Looking at the ancient temple, even the Four Emperors felt an endless chill creeping into their hearts. Each of the spirit tablets seemed to be an indescribable, terrifying creature slumbering within, ready to overturn the past, present, and future once awakened.

"Above the Immortal Emperor, are there... five supreme powerhouses...?"

The old demon murmured, the higher the level, the more he could sense the terror of the darkness. There were actually five supreme powerhouses above the Immortal Emperor, not just one or two. Who could have imagined this? No wonder even the mighty Heaven had been defeated and had half of its life sacrificed.

"Five? That's ten, and after the ten, there's a living plateau." Bai Ye glanced at the five spirit tablets but didn't reveal the truth. In fact, even the Dark Immortal Emperor of the strange race didn't know this, otherwise there wouldn't be five spirit tablets.

He also wanted to overturn the plateau, discuss Taoism with the people following him every day, and be intimate with the witch Qingyi and the others, living shamelessly all day long, but now he really couldn't overturn it.

Even Shi Hao and Ye Fan, the two protagonists with their own cheat-like auras, had to obediently stay put, unable to do anything about it, which shows how difficult it was.

"Perhaps Shi Hao has already pacified the two emperors of the Boundary Sea."

Bai Ye stood on the island, looking down at the towering, blood-red sea. The churning waves seemed to be silently telling the story of past tragedies, or like fragmented ancient histories, proving that there once was a world, a group of people, who may have had their own path of evolution, their own glorious era, but now they have all vanished into nothingness, lost to the passage of time.

He did not rush into cultivation, but instead rode the waves, earnestly experiencing one imperfect realm after another, observing their past years, and comprehending the ultimate transformations of life and death, decay and prosperity.

The path he walks is the path of time and space, and also the path of seeds. All the heavens and the endless worlds can become nourishment. Where there is time, his mark can be left; where there is space, he can take root and sprout. Even if heaven and earth are destroyed, the seeds will remain; even if time and space collapse, he will still exist.

The four emperors also calmed down, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the island, facing the sea of ​​blood, and quietly cultivating. They had been away from the lower realm for more than 70,000 years, and Ye'er was only over 800,000 years old. They could not let the pressure fall on a junior.

Moreover, it's unknown when the Dark Immortal Emperor might strike again.

In fact, the Dark Immortal Emperor returned much faster than anyone expected, arriving in just over a hundred years, as if there was a special path for them to take.

Ahead, black mist surged and gray mist billowed. It was not one person, but two. The arrival of two powerful beings at the pinnacle of the Dao caused the world to turn upside down. Endless dark matter poured out, and dense runes, like billions of universes, surrounded the two people's bodies, pressing down on the remnants of the Dao in the sacrificial sea, causing them to shatter.

"You brat, I'm not dead yet, and you dare to occupy my clan's land!"

The Black Emperor stood atop a surging wave that seemed to connect heaven and earth, his face cold. His anger caused his imperial crown to shake. His imposing figure was too awe-inspiring. His demonic body overlooked the past and present. Just by standing there, he caused endless black mist to appear in the river of time, obscuring space and time, making the beings of one era after another feel a chill in their hearts and tremble in their bodies.

The Gray Emperor was also watching the white-clad man walking on the sea. The man was otherworldly and very young. He had his hands behind his back, and each step seemed to span an era. He appeared oblivious to their arrival, and wherever he went, the waves calmed down.

The strangest thing is that every time Duidang steps on a wave, a prosperous world blooms under his feet, the dead spirits reappear, the great Dao of the past is revived, and all things are radiating the great power of life.

When the other party departs, all things wither and all living beings perish. The Great Dao transforms into the original traces of the Dao, such as the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, which are imprinted in the remnant world. Although the world is gone, the Dao remains.

This is a kind of evolution, using the power of time and space to recreate the past, to feel the Tao of the past, and to settle oneself.

How many realms are there in the Sacrifice Sea? Even the two great Immortal Emperors couldn't count them all. Some are even older than their own time, perhaps related to the era of the progenitor, or even earlier.

"I never expected that you, Senior, would be resurrected, and even bring an assistant with you. I am truly flattered." Bai Ye looked up at the two emperors.

"My race will never perish. Whoever can truly kill me, what does it matter if you kill me again? I will still return."

"As expected of the Black Emperor, one of the five strongest emperors on the plateau." Bai Ye sighed softly, praising him. The strongest, what an enviable word.

Black Emperor: "..."

"The strongest?" The Gray Emperor sneered. That's not wrong. He and the Black Emperor were both supreme beings who had reached the end of their path and were waiting to be sublimated. They had survived many great battles of the heavens and were not comparable to ordinary immortal emperors. Even the presiding over the sacrificial rites was done by a few of them in turns.

"Don't be fooled by his appearance; he's not complimenting me." The Black Emperor's expression was serious, his gaze solemn. If the first time was due to carelessness, this time he was taking the other party seriously.

"Not even at the mid-stage yet, how much stronger can they be?" The Gray Emperor didn't care. He had been standing at this level for too many years. The gap between them was too big. No matter how amazing a person was, it would take a lot of time to turn their talent into combat power.

Even if this junior manages to win against them by sheer luck, they will come back again. They can fail hundreds or thousands of times, but if the opponent fails even once, it's the end!

Although this idea is shameless, it is the truth, and the emperors of the heavens know it all too well.

"Next time, invite more people. Two is a bit too few."

"boom!"

The figure arrived with astonishing speed, appearing before the Gray Emperor in an instant. The face was covered in black blood, the large, red-haired hand pressed down, the body shrouded in gray mist possessed an immense strength, and the primordial spirit radiated an ominous golden light…

Face to face, the Gray Emperor saw it all too clearly. This was no peaceful immortal emperor; he was clearly a wicked and world-destroying demon, more ferocious than the Gray Emperor and more mad than the Black Emperor. The ominous aura emanating from him alone was enough to move any living being and deeply shock them.

The opponent pressed down with one hand, trying to imprison everything. Even if it was only for a very brief moment, it would be enough to decide the outcome of a battle.

"Time and space? What use are they!"

The Gray Emperor's expression remained unchanged. With a tremor of his hands, the laws of spacetime rippled before him. It wasn't that they were ineffective, but rather that they didn't affect the other party; they were isolated.

"Have you seen your own destiny?"

The Gray Emperor reached out and pulled, and a string appeared before him. He plucked it sharply, and the entire world rippled, as did the white night.

This is no ordinary method, but a peerless immortal emperor's technique that manipulates destiny and kills without a trace. How heaven-defying this is! Even magic immunity cannot stop it. It is as if there is an unknown thread directly connected to Bai Ye's imperial destiny.

"Heaven and earth have their own destiny, let alone living beings. Regardless of strength or weakness, whatever they are, when their lives end, their souls depart, and no one can change that!"

This is terrifying. The String of Fate—is this the Celestial Emperor? He can even use such methods. The four emperors in the distance almost stopped their heartbeats. Just seeing that string made them feel a great terror, as if their lives were in someone else's hands. The pressure that Ye'er was under was unimaginable.

"Buzz!"

The strings were plucked, and a dull thud did not break Bai Ye; instead, it caused an infinite universe and endless spacetime to appear behind him. It wasn't that the Gray Emperor didn't want to continue plucking, but that he couldn't pluck them anymore; they were too heavy.

"So what? I have mastered countless techniques and the boundless Dao. Killing you would be a piece of cake."

The Gray Emperor sat atop the waves, high above, displaying an invincible demeanor. He seemed omnipotent, invincible throughout history. His deathly gray eyes were utterly cold, not arrogance, but rather a statement of fact.

"Watch out, don't get slashed by him!" Black Emperor roared. He had come to support him. This kid was no simpleton, and he didn't want to capsize again.

"No need, fellow Daoist, please stand aside and watch as I annihilate his youthful body!"

The Gray Emperor was extremely arrogant. Since the other party used the laws of space and time to imprison him, he would use the laws of time to erase the other party's childhood body. An eye for an eye, not just you, he can do it too!

That was also a peerless imperial technique. Time was like the tide, and fate and cause and effect were like threads, carrying an incarnation against the flow of time, about to go to Bai Ye's childhood, to erase Bai Ye's childhood body, unafraid of the backlash of cause and effect.

"You're still too green to play with time travel!"

The Gray Emperor remained calm and composed, as if wiping away an ant. His avatar had already reached the skies above the alien realm. He parted the gray mist of fate and saw a child sitting cross-legged on a stone mountain, gazing at the setting sun. The child was innocent and ethereal, quietly blending into the entire stone mountain, completely unaware of the impending danger.

"It's over!" Gray Emperor said calmly again. His main body confronted White Night in the sea of ​​sacrifice. The opponent only formed a few hand seals and did not even put up a fight. If the opponent was at the peak of this level, he would indeed be very troublesome. Unfortunately, the opponent was not even at the middle stage.

But in the next instant, the rocky mountain suddenly blurred, as if ripples in spacetime had covered what lay below, or as if time and space from ancient times to the present had become disordered, and the stars of the universe had been turned upside down, and everything began to become hazy.

"Huh? This is..."

The Gray Emperor's incarnation also possessed boundless power, and various unparalleled imperial techniques instantly blossomed in his hands, forcefully blasting away the covering fog.

But when the fog was parted, he saw an incredible scene.

It was a hazy place, the spacetime machine was so dense, like a boundless sea, and in that sea sat an old man in white. His white clothes were spotless, his hair was as white as snow, and he was combed until it was spotless. Although his face was not visible, as he stood up, his upright posture seemed to carry the weight of eternity.

"Time and space... have been reversed?" The Gray Emperor's avatar trembled and retreated. This was not his childhood form, but his old age form, or even his future form!

Immediately afterwards, the old man moved, slowly raising a finger. There was no earth-shattering forbidden technique, nor boundless power, yet it froze everything, easily shattering the Gray Emperor's avatar. The finger then pointed down, as if directly locking onto this space-time, ignoring distance, time, and rules, arriving silently and pointing down calmly.

"Pfft!"

The Gray Emperor's true form trembled countless times in an instant, as if it had been struck by heavy blows again and again. Before he could recover, he had already fallen to the ground, and was beyond dead.

"This……"

Looking at the corpse of the Gray Emperor with a conspicuous blood hole between his eyebrows, the Black Emperor's pupils suddenly contracted. The Gray Emperor wanted to kill the other party's infancy, but he went too far. The infancy and future body of the other party were reversed, resulting in the Gray Emperor being wiped out by the future body of the other party with a single finger.

"When it comes to time travel, who still uses such a low-level method as erasing the child's body? You kill my childhood, I'll kill your present life, isn't that better?" Bai Ye glanced sideways, thinking it was a waste; one person wasn't enough to fill his stack.

Black Emperor: "..."