Perfect Double Agent

"boom!"

A blood-stained figure stepped over an emperor's corpse and crashed directly into the ground in front of him. The stone axe glowed, and the killing sword dripped blood. Looking towards the ancestral land, they not only saw him, but also three blurry outlines in the mist behind him.

"You are the strongest dark beings... the progenitors!" Bai Ye looked up, gazing at the ancestral land.

"You bastard, how dare you disrespect the Ancestor!" the Black Emperor roared in anger. How could this be? This junior had slaughtered his way through the ranks of emperors and actually made it this far.

"Boom!"

A sword swept across the sky, illuminating the entire plateau. Wherever it passed, nothing was spared, nothing was spared, causing the Black Emperor's eyes to twitch wildly. Even though he was on the edge of the ancestral land, he sensed an immense crisis of death.

This junior had already reached the limit of the Immortal Emperor. He wanted to dodge, but he was already imprisoned. He wanted to fight back, but his magic power was suppressed. A sword swept across the sky and instantly severed his head.

"Bastard..." The Black Emperor's head flew off to the side. At this moment, he really wanted to curse. This guy really dared to do it, acting so fiercely in front of the progenitor.

"You want to challenge us?" one of the progenitors asked, looking down at them with a calm demeanor.

"According to those defeated emperors from the heavens, the strongest power in the world is on the plateau, and the ancestral land we have been searching for also comes from here. That's why I came here, but unfortunately I was too disappointed." Bai Ye looked at the three progenitors with the same indifference.

"Ten times worse than one, it is indeed disappointing. This is also the ancestral land of all darkness, our ancestral land, and your ancestral land." One of the ancestors nodded in agreement.

"Could it be..." The Black Emperor has been rebuilt. He dared not look up. He heard a series of vibrations. Someone was stepping forward, about to ascend... the ancestral land!

"you dare!"

Jin Di and the others also caught up, covered in blood. Some of them were resurrected and walked out of the ancestral land, looking at the audacious person.

The ancestral land is the place of resurrection, the sleeping place of the ancestors. It is sacred and inviolable. No creature other than the dark beings can ascend it. Even if a Celestial Emperor dares to forcibly enter the ancestral land, he will die instantly.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

That figure stood tall and imposing, with a pair of eyes that shone with astonishing brilliance, looking down upon all the emperors. His brows were furrowed with unwavering determination, as if nothing and no one could shake or make him retreat.

One step, two steps, five steps...

They were getting closer every moment, each step incredibly steady, but as they drew nearer, their forms began to change.

The white eyes disappeared, leaving only two extremely black pupils, constantly flowing with black blood.

Red hairs grew frequently on their bodies and faces, crimson and eerie, and their bodies were surrounded by swirling mist. Some of these mists transformed into an endless dark realm, filled with countless undead, with endless mountains and seas. Others transformed into ferocious ghosts, some were indescribable, emitting piercing roars as if they were alive, and still others transformed into dark primordial runes, their power beyond comprehension.

But the next moment, all the symptoms changed. The mist transformed into an imperial robe, its surface imprinted with various bizarre and gruesome patterns. Black blood, silver blood, and other substances transformed into an imperial crown, condensing on his head and adding a touch of majesty to it.

This is a true Dark Emperor, and the dense, chilling aura of darkness emanating from him proves that he truly deserves the title.

"boom!"

Finally, that figure arrived, stepping over a headless emperor's corpse. Amidst the shrinking pupils of the emperors, he officially stepped into the ancestral land, standing there, dominating the world!

At that very moment, the boy raised the murderous sword in his hand and forcefully cleaved the three silhouettes deep within the ancestral land.

The sword light was endless, and its destructive aura crushed the sea of ​​time, piercing through eternity; nothing could withstand it.

This strike was terrifying, startling all the emperors. It was as if countless dimensions of time and space had transformed into sword light, and as if all the void in the world was resonating with it, providing immeasurable power that not only illuminated the entire plateau but also the ages of the past, present, and future.

This single blow gave them the feeling that they would be killed, erased, and never be able to revive.

"boom!"

A pitch-black spiked club stood tall, devoid of law or principle, crashing down and crushing everything, destroying everything, obliterating everything, making the darkness of that area seem capable of obliterating any tangible matter.

"what happened……"

The hearts of all beings pounded wildly as they stared at the sky. For a moment, they felt as if the sky were about to collapse, and for another moment, they felt as if they themselves were about to disappear forever.

"Could it be... that unimaginable dark creatures have resurrected...?"

Those who were capable trembled even more, their legs inexplicably going weak, as if an indescribable darkness had appeared before their eyes, covering all of time and space, covering the past and present.

"Dark powerhouses are engaged in a great battle... Could it be that the person has reached the plateau, triggering the Ancestor's intervention!"

Even the emperors of the heavens looked up in an instant, gazing in one direction. They sensed more clearly that two supreme dark beings had just launched their attacks.

“No… The future is in chaos, and darkness seems to be spreading…” Sheng Yu’s face was solemn. This was a celestial trend, like a manifestation of the clan’s destiny. Darkness has never declined throughout history and has always been at its peak. If it can spread, it means that someone has influenced this eternal darkness.

"how?"

“I am no match for him.” Deep in the plateau, Bai Ye sheathed his sword and stood there, even the stone axe returned to his left arm.

"Hahaha!" Someone laughed loudly, the sound echoing throughout the ancestral land. Perhaps even they didn't expect this young man to be so decisive. You know, at this level, who would be willing to admit their weakness? But this young man did.

"What realm is above the Immortal Emperor? I have stood at the peak of the Immortal Emperor many times, but I still cannot see the way forward. This is different from the past. Do you seniors have any methods?" Bai Ye asked with his fists clasped, his posture straight.

He admitted that he was not as good as the progenitor, but the gap was not large. He was now equivalent to the Ten Emperors and below the progenitor. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was half a step progenitor. If it came to fighting, he would lose. If he wanted to run away, he could escape.

"This bastard!" the emperors cursed inwardly. They had to bow their heads before their ancestors, yet this boy dared to look them in the eye without any fear.

But they had to admit that this junior's mentality was indeed better than theirs. One moment he was drawing his sword, and the next he was earnestly asking for advice. In fact, they also wanted to know how to break through. Reaching the end of this level felt like there was no way out in the world. When the road ended, it really meant the end.

The three progenitors remained calm, each more composed than the last. "Everyone's path is different; you must walk it yourself. Once you've walked it, you'll naturally be elevated. But what are you trying to do?"

"I have been searching in the sea for many years, and I have only found two places of life. One is not enough for me to kill alone, and the other is the ancestral land. I want to stay and learn from the seniors."

"Well said, not enough to kill one person. This is the kind of domineering spirit that my people should have!"

With the progenitor laughing, even the emperors could only force themselves to smile along. This brat is really something else, still trampling on them!

But this also shows how much the ancestors liked this child. Most of them hadn't seen the ancestors speak for many years, let alone feel such emotional fluctuations as they do now.

No one can stop this boy's return!

Chapter 685 Purpose

Since ancient times, there have been ten Celestial Emperors and five Primordial Ancestors on the plateau. Legend has it that there is a sixth Primordial Ancestor, but no one has ever seen him. This is the strongest power on the plateau.

But now the unchanging tradition has been broken, the number of emperors has increased to twelve, and the ancestor has accepted the White Emperor Legion, which is equivalent to accepting two immortal emperors. Darkness has indeed grown stronger, but the emperors still feel uneasy.

If it were just a weak emperor, that would be one thing, but that bastard is worth ten of them, which is awkward.

Although the Nine Emperors were observing the great battle, they were also secretly glancing into the depths of the ancestral land, where they could vaguely see four figures sitting cross-legged in the mist, seemingly studying a stone axe.

"That bastard, he really knows how to win the favor of the progenitor!" The Black Emperor felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. That person was indeed dazzling, with an unparalleled charm, which even they had to admit.

Even his fierce generals displayed their prowess on the battlefield. Facing an enemy force five times their size, the king-level generals were the first to break through, sweeping away the other kings with overwhelming momentum. They continued to fight deeper into the enemy territory, relentlessly attacking until their strength was exhausted.

The battlefield of Dao Ancestor level takes longer. This level is difficult to completely erase, but even so, it is difficult to resist.

This is not because they were inferior. If their direct descendants had fought, killing eight Quasi-Immortal Emperors would have been a piece of cake. However, those Dao Ancestors were other races in the plateau, some strong and some weak. The ancestors wanted to see their potential, not kill them. This gave those people an opportunity. Otherwise, how could half of them, who were newly promoted Quasi-Immortal Emperors, be a match for the Dao Ancestors in the plateau?

"kill!"

Emperor Yu, spear in hand, led the charge. Behind him, Emperor Cang and Emperor Hong, covered in blood, charged side by side. In the third row were the Five Emperors, with Gu Zu at the very center. The eight of them formed a triangle, with Emperor Yu as their vanguard, charging forward.

The seemingly simple lineup unleashed a terrifying destructive power that terrified even the Dao Ancestors. In particular, the Gu, whose spacetime patterns connected everyone like a spider web, resurrected others while occasionally using imprisonment. Most importantly, the Hong Emperor was no ordinary being either, chanting incantations to enhance the combat power of the emperors.

"boom!"

One Dao Ancestor was pierced, and Yu Di shook the spear shaft, causing the Dao Ancestor on the spear to explode. Immediately afterward, another one was pulled back and pierced again, as if it was deliberately crashing into the tip of his spear.

One thrust, one jolt; another thrust, another jolt; this repeated over and over again was incredibly pleasurable. For the first time in his life, he experienced what it meant to kill an emperor until his hands ached. This was true teamwork!

Of course, this kind of consumption was also terrifying. Gu and Wushang, one used a ban and the other a suppression, while the others slaughtered them, making their originally tall bodies almost skin and bones.

"Sling it over here, I'll seal it!" the Gu Zu said. They were already at a disadvantage. Quasi-Immortal Emperors were not kings. To kill them would require time to wear them down, but they didn't have that time.

Thus, a strange scene unfolded on the battlefield: one after another, the Dao Ancestors who had been injured by the surrounding forces were pulled toward the Gu Ancestor and beaten into children. Dao Ancestors in their prime are difficult to seal, but these people had fought with them for too long and were injured, so sealing them was not a difficult task.

"Time-space magic..." the Dark Immortal Emperor murmured, "The battlefield at the Dao Ancestor level is about to collapse."

Even the other two who fought in the naval battle have now determined a victor.

Nine avatars, consisting of a Nine Nether Hound and nine tails, frantically attacked one person. Their violent, world-destroying aura and earth-shattering imperial power caused chaos and successfully tore a Celestial Emperor to pieces.

"Roar!"

The Old Man of Destruction, carrying a dripping head, roared to the sky, shaking the very river of time.

The nine emperors were all ashen-faced, each one colder than the last, as they looked at the Nine Nether Beast that was being brought towards them with its head.

"finished……"

Bai Ye also appeared, with three blurry outlines behind him, as if he had become the spokesperson for the progenitor.

"Release this fellow Daoist." Bai Ye looked at the Old Man of Annihilation, and at the same time raised his hands, and wave after wave of light rained over the King-level battlefield, causing the dead to revive.

"We're all family." The Black Emperor spoke stiffly, forcing all the other emperors to force smiles; they had no choice but to acknowledge him.

"The grand ceremony will proceed as scheduled. You will continue to preside over it, with Bai Ye assisting. If Heaven obstructs it, suppress it directly," said one of the ancestors.

"Yes." The Black Emperor nodded quickly.

Then, all the capitals saw a decree fly out from the depths of the ancestral land, covering the sky and the entire plateau, its vastness unimaginable.

"Our new emperor has returned! Congratulations! All races respect him, all spirits submit to him. We celebrate our clan's eternal glory."

"boom!"

The majestic voice resonated throughout the plateau and into the minds of every living being, causing them to kneel involuntarily and to prostrate themselves in worship.

At the same time, a figure emanating overwhelming darkness appeared in their minds. It wore an imperial crown and strange imperial robes. Just by standing at the edge of the ancestral land, an ominous aura spread out.

"White Emperor!"

All beings trembled as they looked at the man and the many dark phenomena surrounding him. This was the eleventh emperor, the first dark being to break with tradition. His towering figure was unapproachable, and his domineering aura was unmatched. Even standing among the emperors, he appeared unique.

There are Golden Emperors, Black Emperors, Gray Emperors, Red Emperors, Silver Emperors, and so on in the world. Now that the White Emperor has returned, it seems that he should belong to their clan, since where there is black, there is white.

"Roar!"

Countless beings roared after the tremor, a great joyous occasion that brought jubilation to all, from minor cultivators to Dao Ancestors.

The fact that the White Emperor was recognized by the progenitor is tantamount to setting a precedent. If one day one of their Dao Ancestors also becomes an Emperor, he will be recognized in the same way. How could people not be happy about this?

"Have we joined the plateau...?" The kings of the foreign lands were also shocked. They did not know the purpose of this trip, but had only heard some things about it.

But everyone believed in the White Emperor, as always. Back then, they were just a realm in the lower realm, not even worth mentioning among all the heavens. They had the Immortal Realm on their left, the Burial Ground on their right, and they also had to face the great reckoning from the Boundary Sea.

Who could have imagined that one day they would take this step, conquering the heavens, controlling reincarnation, and now even attacking the source of darkness, becoming a part of it.

"I haven't killed enough yet!" An old immortal king plopped down on the battlefield, wiping the blood from his face.

"Then let's kill the heavens. Our battle will not stop. Master will definitely become an emperor." He Wushuang comforted him softly. The plateau has become one of the same kind. If there is still a battlefield in the world, it must be the heavens. This is the opponent of all the races on the plateau. There is only this one opponent in the world.