Perfect Double Agent

By the time he had enough strength, he was no longer in that realm.

"Just don't get beaten up by the Burial Lord." The Crimson King glanced sideways. Who else but me is the Eighth Emperor? He will not yield, nor will he back down.

Of course, most importantly, we're going to face our old rivals again, and this time we'll give them another surprise.

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The edge of heaven.

A black storm swept across the sky, and crimson lightning streaked across the boundless sea. One after another, living beings raised their banners and stood in the storm. The densely packed figures shook the heavenly beings guarding the Ninja Realm.

"Could it be... an invasion? They're going to ascend to the heavens!"

"Quickly, ring the battle bell!"

Heaven reacted swiftly, and one warship after another took to the air, not heading towards the border, but towards the front line.

The dark army descended upon the dark zone they had conquered in the past. From there, they entered and went straight into the heart of the territory, which was the real battlefield and the place where many people had been training.

"Has the dark end finally come...?"

In a chaotic cave in the center of the heavens, the emperors sitting cross-legged all looked up, knowing that those people would not let them go.

"Should we join the war, or let our men fight as we have done before?" Meng Hai asked.

"Let's wait and see. The battle below will still be theirs to fight." The elder among the four emperors shook his head. If they intervened, it would provoke the two on the sacrificial island to come and suppress them. The Black Emperor was troublesome enough, not to mention the White Emperor.

If those two make a move, Huang Lian won't have any chance to continue growing. Right now, we can only stall for as long as possible.

"The emperor above isn't making a move?"

On a vast ancient city, the people of the Heavenly Court were shaken one after another. If the Immortal Emperor were to sit and watch, would they be his opponents?

"The adults have their own things to do." Dao Ancestor smiled. They were used to it and were not flustered. They issued one order after another in an orderly manner. They had persisted for so many years and were already familiar with the other side's fighting style.

"Don't be fooled by the strength of the plateau. We have never been afraid of anything below the level of an Immortal Emperor. We just don't know who these people are this time."

As the Heavenly Court's followers watched the Dao Ancestors talk about life and death with a smile, their fluctuating emotions gradually calmed down. If even emperors were not afraid of a battle, what did they have to fear?

However, with the appearance of the Dark Dao Ancestor, this composure began to turn into astonishment.

The battle line was very long, seemingly boundless. There were three Dao Ancestors on this battlefield alone: ​​one with red hair covering the sky, one shrouded in black mist, and the last one radiating golden light, exuding a divine aura that could pierce through everything.

"That's... An Lan???"

"How is this possible? What merit or ability does An Lan possess to become an emperor in this era?!"

In an instant, the Heavenly Court troops on the city wall were in an uproar, all staring intently at the golden figure that was striding towards them.

The other person held a long spear, had long blond hair, and stood tall and majestic, towering over the earth, looking straight at the giant city that seemed to reach into the stars. Just his face was so sacred that it was hard to look directly at him.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! He's just a petty thief who launched a sneak attack!"

Many people in the Immortal Ancient couldn't help but shout, the impact was just too great. You have to know, back then An Lan was just a shameless villain who hid behind the giants and launched sneak attacks on them. How could such a person become an emperor? Is there any justice in this world?

"I am Anlan, who dares to descend from the city walls and fight!"

The spear pointed straight to the sky, golden hair danced in the wind, and bright eyes shone with a fierce spirit and high fighting spirit. With just one sentence, the heavens and earth trembled, stars fell from the sky, and the city walls fell into a deathly silence. Only that huge syllable could be heard throughout the world.

"This person..."

The pupils of the Immortal Ancient Clan members shrank continuously as they looked at An Lan, who seemed to have completely changed. It wasn't that they were unsettled, but rather that they were genuinely unable to remain calm.

They had expected to encounter this person and had heard of his deeds throughout the heavens, but none of them had imagined that when they met him again, he would appear in the form of an emperor.

Chapter 692: They All Make Their Appearance

The golden giant was unparalleled. Just by standing there, it made the countless beings and primordial spirits within the city tremble. It was at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level, or the Dao Ancestor level. Although the names were different, its power was beyond doubt.

"An Lan!"

Even the Dao Ancestor of the Heavens was shaken. This person was a subordinate of the White Emperor. They had fought a great battle with him in the past and knew his combat strength. At that time, the opponent was a newcomer and not considered strong. One person could stop him. But who could guarantee that the opponent had not improved over the past hundreds of thousands of years?

"Even a child like An Lan can become an emperor, Heaven is blind!" The eyes of the ancient kings were filled with complex emotions. There were many who could overpower this person back then, but in the end, they were all in their twilight years and had wasted their time. In the face of this person, even their souls trembled.

Even more terrifying was that behind the enemy, a vast army stood, densely packed, solemn and dignified. Each of them was an immortal king who had fought countless battles, their imposing aura and their combined strength resembled an endless, earth-shattering wave, threatening to overwhelm everything in their path.

Kundi, Quchong, Daowang, Chiwang... each of them is a fearsome and infamous figure.

Besides the older generation, the new generation is equally impressive. There are too many juniors like He Wushuang, Xuehuang who defected from Xian Gu, Molong, and the children of the Immortal King. The giants are even more numerous, making them far stronger than the alien realm of yesteryear.

"A bunch of cowards, do you still think you can live like before? The Black Era has arrived, can you hear your death knell tolling!" A Dark Dao Ancestor stepped forward, a black bell on his head, holding a long spear, sitting on an ancient war beast, and let out a cold laugh.

“Then you are welcome to attack.” A Dao Ancestor on the city wall spoke solemnly. They had been operating here for many years and had already built an invincible defensive system. Let alone three Dao Ancestors, even if there were twice as many, they would be blocked outside the city.

"Then break their shells and let them suffer the bloodshed of the past!"

With a chilling syllable, a withered hand reached out from behind, covered in red hair and emanating a blood mist capable of corroding the sky. It magnified, blotting out the sun, and with a tremor in the heavens, countless universes shattered into particles, which were then slammed down in an instant.

"boom!"

A Dao Ancestor on the city wall made a move, striking from afar, causing ripples of the Great Dao there to impact all directions. Wherever the aftershocks of destruction passed, a great world was instantly created, only to be destroyed again.

This was terrifying. Countless Immortal Kings trembled collectively, a fear arising from their very souls. The entire vast city swayed precariously in the aftershocks, spontaneously emitting light and sending down countless strands of orderly immortal radiance, which pressed down on the giant hand. The two Dao Ancestors instantly launched into a great battle.

"kill!"

The Dark Dao Ancestor, riding on the ancient beast, also moved. The black bell, as its name suggests, resembled a death knell. With a gentle tremor, a strange sound wave spread out, like a soul-summoning melody from the Nine Netherworlds, or the sound of burying an emperor. Heaven and earth bled, and all living beings wept. An entire era seemed to have been buried with the tolling of the bell and the fall of the emperor.

This is definitely a terrifyingly powerful figure, even more so than the Red-haired Dao Ancestor, and has likely killed a Dao Ancestor.

"Old Black Ghost, I've come to meet you!" A Daoist patriarch stepped out of the city wall, his white hair flowing, his beard reaching his chest, and wearing a Daoist robe. With his first move, he slapped the black bell back.

"Is anyone else here?"

"Boom!"

The golden giant moved as well, thrusting out his spear, tearing the heavens and earth apart. Its terrifying sharpness was all-pervasive, sending chills down the spines of the kings even across the city walls. "An Lan!"

"It was I who slaughtered you, leaving your corpses strewn across the fields. Such was the way in the ancient times, and so it may be in this world. You ants, do you dare defy the Emperor's will...?"

The immense, resounding sound shook the city, spreading for billions of miles, making everyone's face extremely embarrassed, especially the ancient kings. The old story was brought up again, would the tragedy repeat itself?

"Retreat! This is not a place for you to run rampant!" shouted an old immortal king.

The ancient land trembled, drawing in the starlight from the sky. As one great array after another was activated, the giant city soared into the air, heading towards the golden giant town. Through the various stains and marks of the Great Dao such as swords, halberds, axes, and spears on the mottled ancient bricks, it was not difficult to see that this city had been attacked many times. Even now, there is still a black skeleton exuding the aura of the Dao Ancestor on the original site beneath the city.

This means that this city once suppressed and killed a Dao Ancestor in some past era.

"Will it work...?"

The golden giant, fearless, looked at the ancient city that was pressing down on it, raised one hand to the sky, and with a sudden tremor, slammed it onto the giant city.

But even more terrifying was the colossal city, which emanated boundless celestial radiance of order, relentlessly attacking and strangling the arms below, causing their flesh to wither instantly and then disappear, revealing chilling white bones.

"Kill him!" A group of kings roared, exerting all their strength to activate the laws within the city, and then attacking the head of the golden giant. Their Heavenly Realm was indeed inferior to the Plateau, and they had fewer experts than the opponent, but their Dao Ancestor had laid out too many measures long ago. Even if there was no Emperor in the city, this city could withstand the simultaneous attack of three Dao Ancestors.

"Kill me...?"

An Lan looked up, her eyes shooting out two golden beams that tore apart the waterfall of laws.

"Our people have waited far too long for this opportunity, how could we be stopped by a mere city..."

The golden giant's arms trembled, and his towering figure swayed, but his back remained straight. Facing the suppression of various laws and the attacks of wave after wave of Immortal Kings, he never wavered.

"I am Anlan. Even if I hold the city of the Dao Ancestor in my hands, I am invincible in this world. You ants, remember my name before you die, and recite it in the cycle of reincarnation after you die, and it will help you to be reborn!"

That person was terrifying, like a god of destruction, with wildly dancing hair, roaring to the sky, his eyes shooting out brilliant light, and boundless light gushing from his mouth and nose. With a sudden tremor of his arm, one decree after another flew out, slowly lifting up the pressing giant city and raising it higher and higher.

It was faintly visible that the skeletal hand, devoid of flesh and blood, was being reborn, impervious to all laws and paths. The hand seemed to have transformed into a seed, taking root in the city's foundation and drawing upon the city's essence. The mighty imperial power penetrated the formation and entered the city, causing one Immortal King after another to collapse in fear.

"Damn it!" a Dao Ancestor roared, wanting to return to the aid, but was stopped. An Lan was not alone; he carried a large number of decrees and, taking advantage of their provocation, intended to destroy the ancient city and tear open a gap for the army behind him.

"Boom!"

The giant hand trembled again, unleashing an unprecedented light that was so dazzling it was impossible to open one's eyes. Accompanied by a rumbling roar, the surface beneath the giant city was torn apart. Cracks gradually spread out from the center of the giant hand, causing the Immortal Kings in the city to flee for their lives one after another, heading towards the rear.

"How is this possible..."

Many Celestial Kings turned pale, staring in horror at the giant who held up the Dao Ancestor City. It was just a single figure, yet it seemed eternal, unforgettable.

Immediately afterwards, the man moved again, supporting the city with one hand and thrusting forward with the other. The golden spear instantly unleashed its unparalleled killing power, piercing through one large formation after another, leaving behind a destructive path that seemed to stretch endlessly.

"We will crush your beliefs, we will break your courage, and we will trample your bones under our feet!"

My lads, let them see our cultivation, let them remember once again what defeat and death are, what the White Emperor Legion is!

kill!"

A silver-haired youth stood on a broken star beside the golden giant, waving a hazy banner. With a roar, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The army trembled, their morale soaring, their courage unstoppable. Faces, wills, and roars filled the air. Accompanied by the deep beat of the heavenly drums and the melodious, continuous sound of horns, the army resounded through the heavens, shaking the very foundations of the land. Not only were the kings of the heavens terrified, but even the Black Emperor's army was stunned.

Coming to their senses, the blood of all the Dark Immortal Kings surged wildly, coursing through their limbs and bones, making each of them feel as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Follow the White Emperor Legion and kill!"

The army arrived and passed through the passage. Behind the city was a shimmering river that stretched across the vast land, like an endless ancestral dragon. One great world after another floated and sank in the water, drifting away with the surging waves.

On the opposite bank of the river, there is also a defense system, which is the second line of defense of the heavens.

"Charge! Our reinforcements will be here soon!" an old immortal king roared, organizing a counterattack and engaging the enemy on the surging river.

"kill!"

Everywhere you look, there are kings' shadows and roars. In a true battlefield of immortal kings, there is no order to speak of. Killing any enemy you see is the best way to describe it.

"Where is the butcher? I have come to take your head!" A red-haired figure charged across the river, rushing to the other side, causing the kings to fly backward and cry out in pain.

This is a member of the Gu clan, whose bloodline is terrifyingly powerful. He has also mastered all the forbidden techniques of the White Emperor. Such a person is a complete troublemaker on the battlefield; he is impossible to kill or eliminate.

"Guards, seal this member of the Gu clan first!" a Celestial King roared. The Time Technique was indeed troublesome, but that didn't mean there was no way to counter it. After the supreme beings fought against the White Emperor, they developed some methods. Sealing techniques could solve the problem of the opponent's immortality.

"Get out! I am the ancestor of the Time Clan, the future Crimson Emperor! Open your dog eyes!" The Crimson King's eyes turned red with anger. Even Gu would politely address him as Brother Crimson. However, the world knows Gu, but not Crimson!

"Red Beast, prepare to die!"

At this moment, someone roared, his hands forming dragon fists, his feet stepping in dragon strides, shaking the heavens. The pair of real dragon horns on his forehead were extremely conspicuous, making it easy for anyone to identify him at a glance.

"A true dragon?" The Crimson King smashed his opponent in front of him and instantly exchanged a punch with the newcomer. He didn't budge, but the other party retreated while clutching his broken arm.