Perfect Double Agent

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"Is this our ancestral land...?"

The foreign army was all looking at the vast and boundless mountain range, which included unimaginable ancient peaks, as well as mountains, rivers and lakes. Even the Dao Ancestor could not see the end of it at a glance.

This area is adjacent to the Black Emperor's territory, and the dark matter and the essence of heaven and earth are undoubtedly the best in the world, giving all dark creatures a feeling of returning to their womb.

"I want to advance! I want to become a Quasi-Immortal Emperor!"

The Crimson King roared with excitement. As a creature of darkness, he naturally found great benefits in cultivating in this environment.

"Each of you should find a region to establish your clan's territory." Bai Ye said calmly, looking at the small bottle in his hand, which contained strange, multicolored blood. The amount was small, but it would be difficult for the Feather Emperor to transform into an Immortal Emperor.

The three of them, including Emperor Yu, also saw the small bottle. It contained primordial matter, which was what they desired and longed for most. However, they did not ask for it. Since they had already followed this person, he would certainly not be stingy. If he could give them the World Destroyer, he would naturally give them as well.

"Let's wait a bit. It's best to take it after it's fully completed," Bai Ye said.

"Alright." Emperor Yu nodded, relieved by those words. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, realizing that following the right person was more important than cultivating for countless eons.

But just as the emperors were preparing to venture deeper into the land, another figure appeared in the distance.

His black robe billowed in the wind, and the wine jars he carried in his sleeves clearly indicated his purpose.

"Brother Bai, we've become friends through this misunderstanding, how about we have a drink?" Black Emperor smiled.

white night:"……"

That bastard is taking advantage of him.

"Greetings, Celestial Emperor."

Behind Bai Ye, all the Quasi-Immortal Emperors bowed their heads in respect. There was no other way; this was a plateau, where the hierarchy was very strict.

"It's alright, they're all on the same side. Brother Bai's men are my men." Black Emperor laughed heartily. What could he do if he couldn't win? He could only grit his teeth and accept it.

The ancestor's will cannot be changed. Since they are one of our own, let bygones be bygones. Anyway, he can't beat us, so there's no need to cause trouble for ourselves. We might as well have a couple of drinks, discuss the Dao together, learn from each other's strengths, and make up for our own weaknesses.

"Brother Dao, please." Bai Ye extended his hand and sat down on the ground.

"Let's all come together." The Black Emperor glanced at the quasi-immortal emperors and said with a smile.

"As expected, you have to rely on your fists everywhere." The group of Quasi-Immortal Emperors shook their heads and retreated. If the White Emperor hadn't beaten the Ten Emperors into submission, and if they hadn't crushed the Dao Ancestor group, they wouldn't have received such treatment.

Normally, Immortal Emperors would hardly even glance at people of their level, let alone bother with them, as can be seen from the fact that the Dao Ancestor in the Calamity Land declared himself Emperor, which was the will of Heaven.

The saying "My fate is in the hands of Heaven, not in my own" reveals too much.

"Brother Bai, what did you gain from your discussion with the Ancestor?" The Black Emperor sat cross-legged, opened a wine jar, and asked casually.

“Difficult.” Bai Ye shook his head. “Brother Dao, as you know, my method allows me to comprehend and deduce in advance, but there is no way to deduce or go for sublimation. The road has come to an end, and there is nothing ahead.”

"As expected." The Black Emperor chuckled inwardly. He too had reached his limit, waiting for ascension, but there was no way out. He had endured endless years and still could not see a glimmer of hope. The prodigy was the same. This put his mind at ease.

"It's alright, things will work themselves out. When the time is right, you'll find your way. I have faith in Brother Bai's talent." The Black Emperor comforted him while personally pouring him a drink.

There's no other reason than that your words, Brother Bai, have greatly comforted me.

Bai Ye smiled without saying a word, guessing that this was the Black Emperor's real purpose; the drinking was just a pretext to gather information about him.

While he was chatting with the Black Emperor, news was also received in another place far away in the sea of ​​sacrifice.

"He joined the plateau?"

“It’s absolutely true. An ancestral decree appeared on the plateau. As long as you’re not blind, how could you not see it?”

Upon hearing this, the emperors felt a deep sense of unease. This era was already the most difficult one for Heaven, yet the plateau was still growing stronger.

Especially the White Emperor, who alone could overwhelm them all. How could they possibly defeat him, let alone flatten the plateau?

"How is pollen? Has it revived in this era?" someone asked Luo Tianxian.

“It’s difficult. Although my sister left some backup plans and reflected on them in the past, they all failed. If we can find my sister’s seed, there might still be hope.” Luo Tianxian shook her head. She was killed by the Ancestor, and her evolutionary path was polluted. How easy is it to revive her?

Unless someone finds the original seeds of pollen in the long river of time, they are searching, but those ancestors seem to have searched as well.

"What about the lower realm? How is that desolate place?"

"He is in seclusion. We don't know if he can take this step. Even if he does, the person in the lower realm should have already recovered. Even if we want to intervene, we won't have the chance."

"And the grand ceremony is about to begin, and the great calamity of the heavens is about to arrive. Time is running out for the people of the lower realms." Luo Tianxian sighed softly.

"A grand sacrifice... The heavens are about to be buried once again..." Even the other three emperors were very heavy-hearted, not because they were unwilling to help, but because they themselves were in dire straits.

The beings of the lower realms knew nothing of the affairs of the heavens, but the foreign army had completely vanished, as if it had returned to some cursed land and had not been seen since.

People have gone from being apprehensive at the beginning to becoming completely active now.

In one realm, there was a powerful King of Reincarnation. No one knew his background, but his strength was undeniable. He traversed many realms and had no rivals.

"Is he really the King of Reincarnation?"

A being stood in the void, gazing at the distant Great Realm, and couldn't help but speculate.

"It's possible. Didn't that chubby kid say that he saw a huge, vengeful ghost that looked a lot like the Six Paths of Reincarnation King, except that it didn't join the Heavenly Court but disappeared?"

There are quite a few such people, such as the Ten Fiends including the True Dragon, True Phoenix, and Kunpeng, as well as the various Heavenly Lords, almost all of whom are famous ancient immortals.

"The ancient immortals are the cause, and the foreign lands are the effect. Someone has borne all the effects, and naturally the cause will be resolved."

Suddenly, a soft sigh came, and a figure appeared in front of them. He was dressed in white, tall and imposing, and his face, though only in his thirties, carried an indescribable sense of vicissitude.

"Reincarnation...King! It really is you!"

The two Immortal Kings were shocked. The man before them was not just a resurrected being; what was even more terrifying was the natural, unified Dao aura emanating from him, which was extremely rare even among kings.

"What brings you here?" King Samsara asked calmly. Pressure is the driving force. If he didn't chase after them, when would he ever see them again? He didn't know where the gu was. He had been searching for so many years but had never been able to find them. He also didn't know where the people from the foreign lands had gone.

Why are those people so powerful, yet they still hide in the shadows, no longer even stationed in the heavens?

"The Willow King sent us. She is about to become a king and wants to invite you to return and contribute to the immortal path."

"She's almost a king?" King of Reincarnation exclaimed in surprise. "Indeed, with her talent, it was only a matter of time. If it weren't for the calamity that befell the Immortal Queen, she might have already succeeded."

The willow tree was an ancestral spirit in the ancient times of immortality, pioneering the path of spirit worship. That path was very prosperous back then, with spirit worship practiced in everything from small villages to ancient kingdoms and lineages. It was different from the ancient immortal system, but it was ingenious. Now, the willow tree has undergone multiple rebirths and is even more powerful than before. It is only natural that it can become a quasi-immortal emperor.

"As for joining... no thanks, I've already given up." The King of Reincarnation shook his head, turned and left, leaving only the hexagonal disc above his head swaying precariously.

"Lie... flat?!"

The two Celestial Kings were stunned, unable to describe their feelings. This was the first time they had ever seen a Celestial King seem to have resigned himself to his fate.

Chapter 686 Shi Ye

How powerful was the progenitor?

Before a palace, two figures stood side by side, gazing at the silent mountains and rivers ahead. Many buildings had long been nestled among the mountains and rivers, with members of the Black Emperor Clan and the Gray Emperor Clan moving about among them. They raised their cups and talked loudly with the kings of the foreign lands, adding a touch of noise to this desolate and dark world.

"If I am no match for him, that is already another level, the ultimate and sublimated. In this era, the Ancestor represents the pinnacle." Bai Ye said calmly, not taking the so-called defeat to heart at all. In fact, he is still some distance away from the perfection of the Immortal Emperor, but the distance is not far. He can reach it in a couple of steps.

But it is true that there is no way forward for him.

After ascending to the Immortal Emperor level, one becomes a Sacrificial Dao Master. To become a Sacrificial Dao Master, one must sacrifice one's own Dao. He knows how to proceed and how to do it, unlike those ancestors who gave vague answers. In fact, even the ancestors didn't know how to become a Sacrificial Dao Master. Those people were created from primordial matter, and upon waking up, they were already at the Sacrificial Dao Master level. What do they know?

Of course, those people have another method: they use primordial matter to elevate the Immortal Emperor to the level of the Primordial Ancestor.

"The pinnacle..." The Old Man of Annihilation glanced sideways. This guy's words couldn't be trusted. The current pinnacle didn't mean it would be the future pinnacle.

"Then what is the purpose of the sacrifice? They are already the most powerful race in the world, why do they need to worship anyone? It's not just for comfort, it's similar to the situation over at the Boundary Sea."

"Who knows? Maybe it's related to the origin of the axe. The ancestors studied the stone axe but didn't get any useful information. Maybe they were looking for something." Bai Ye smiled without saying anything.

Mie Shi didn't ask any more questions. Once he joined the plateau, he would have to participate in the sacrifices. He understood all of this, and he would even have to assist the Black Emperor at that time.

This kind of sacrifice is far more terrifying than their petty squabbles back then. It is a sacrifice to the era, a sacrifice to all the heavens and myriad worlds. The entire ancient history must be buried with the grand sacrifice. This burial includes the evolutionary path of the world. This is also the reason why there are many records of evolutionary paths on the plateau, but there is no emperor in the world.

This is the truth: it's not that there is no emperor, but that the former imperial capital is dead, buried along with its own era.

Who was buried in this era? Not those Dark Emperors, not the White Emperor, could it be...?

“That’s right, whoever is the Immortal Emperor, that’s who will be sacrificed.” Bai Ye seemed to be talking to himself, causing the World Destroyer beside him to tremble suddenly.

There's no other reason than that Huang is considered the other party's brother, and he's not that kind of person.

"Darkness and immortality cannot coexist. A battle is inevitable, and that day is not far off." Bai Ye remained calm, his gaze seemingly piercing through eternity, looking out into endless time and space, where eras unfolded in his eyes like ancient histories being turned over.

It wasn't that he was heartless, but stubbornness wouldn't solve the problem. Above the progenitor, there was a plateau where consciousness had been born, and that power had already surpassed the Dao of Sacrifice. All he could do was watch Naihao get beaten up.

Perhaps occasionally they will lend a hand to the Black Emperor.

"That's not bad either."

Mie Shi smiled and left. On the plateau, even if he had many doubts, he wouldn't ask too many questions. Rather than thinking about other things, he would rather go into seclusion to cultivate. Since arriving on the plateau, he had a feeling that the plateau was a part of himself, and that resonance was too clear.

That's not quite accurate. It should be said that he is part of the plateau, and there is a subtle connection between them.

This is a resonance shared by all dark beings, but it is more pronounced at the level of Immortal Emperors. If the Destroyer of Worlds can enter the ancestral land and leave some marks, he can also be resurrected through this.

"I will conquer the heavens, I will become emperor!"

"You're nothing! Sit quietly and watch me merge my two bodies and leap up!"

"White Emperor, I regret it! I shouldn't have paid any attention to that lazybones and let him continue to dream his pipe dream!" Kun Di arrived, supported by He Wushuang. He swayed and staggered, his old face flushed with drunkenness, clearly having consumed quite a bit of alcohol.

"Impotence makes you jealous, but jealousy makes you unrecognizable." The Red King laughed strangely, making Kundi so angry that he almost jumped up and down.

"How much longer?" Bai Ye smiled as he looked at the three of them.

"Difficult." He Wushuang shook her head.

"At most one million years!" The Crimson King regained his composure and was full of confidence. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be the seventh emperor in the history of the Great Realm and the sixth emperor among the Quasi-Immortal Emperors.

"You lazy bum, how dare you say that? Even 500,000 years in the White Emperor era would be too long."

Red King: "..."

"Focus on your cultivation. If you want a life-or-death battle, you can go find other descendants of Immortal Emperors. I've already spoken to them."

"Is that alright?" The eyes of the three Kundi suddenly lit up.

"Of course, go all out and fight! After all, the plateau is too peaceful; a bit of excitement is good," Bai Ye said with a smile.

"Then I must kill them until their corpses litter the ground!" The Crimson King smiled coldly. They were newcomers, and there were always some who hadn't been beaten yet who were unconvinced. This was a good opportunity to challenge the heroes and suppress their arrogance.

The White Emperor is the strongest among the Immortal Emperors, and those on the White Emperor's path must also be the strongest.

"Don't underestimate this place. As the most powerful race in the world, it has never lacked experts. Even when I encountered them back then, I might not have been their match."