Perfect Double Agent

By this time, the battlefield had become completely engulfed in carnage. Celestial Kings were everywhere, and fallen figures were everywhere. Among them, the three-person teams achieved astonishing results. Wherever they went, no one could withstand their attacks. They could suppress or kill those they could suppress, and even if they couldn't suppress them, they were hard to kill.

"Descendants of the White Emperor!" Many leaders of the heavens were shaken. This kind of race was not scary. What was truly terrifying was the White Emperor's Path and the White Emperor's Law. This revealed the terrifying nature of that race. The sealing, reversal and other time-space techniques were all unparalleled divine powers. Because they were tainted with a trace of the characteristics of the emperor, once these techniques were unleashed, no one could stop them.

Just like the Great Emperor's Technique in the era of Shrouding the Heavens, it can basically sweep away all enemies when used by low-level cultivators, let alone the Immortal Emperor's Technique.

"They're going to lose. They do have some promising talents among them. If given enough time, they might achieve unexpected success."

In a cave, someone was also observing the battlefield. With a wave of his hand, corpses disappeared silently. Since they were not killed by the Immortal Emperor or the Primordial Ancestor, it wouldn't be too difficult for them to be resurrected.

Especially the beings in the heavens, who are protected by the laws of the heavens and do not enter the cycle of reincarnation after death. If it weren't for the fact that the higher levels of the plateau wiped out 50% of the beings in the heavens, they would not have faced such a difficult situation.

"Hopefully they can hold on."

Clearly, this is just hope. Only a portion of the people came from the plateau, a place that has always held an absolute advantage and has never weakened. If it weren't for the need for sacrificial offerings, how could they have survived until now? The world would have been overrun by darkness long ago.

"kill!"

The battlefield was in an uproar. The three armies were like three boundless dragons, or a huge three-pointed double-edged sword. With the middle one as the sharp point and the red and black armies as the side points, they tore the sky and the earth apart, causing the world's great river, which was already stained red with blood, to burst its banks and causing the defensive formations at the front to collapse.

It was magnificent. The resounding war drums, the somber war horns, the high-flying flags, and the charging army were like an ancient history book that had been completely opened, filled with both excitement and bloodshed.

"kill!"

The young Kundi pulled a large sword from his body, suppressed the enemy, and then crossed the defensive line to continue his rampage.

"Butcher, where do you think you're going!" the Crimson King roared, sprinting at top speed as he chased after the Butcher.

"World-class boxing!"

In another area, there was another astonishing sight: several Daoist disciples attacked one person, only to be killed one after another. There were countless corpses piled up around the attacker.

"Could he, like Chi, also possess the potential to become an emperor?!"

"He's already at his limit, kill him!" roared the old immortal king from the heavens. No one could withstand the siege, except for the Red Clan and the Gu Clan.

"I am from the same era as the Desolate Emperor... the White Emperor!"

The young Wang Yi let out a long roar that shook the surrounding area. This was his will, his past. People only knew the Heavenly Emperor, but who knew that he was also the most terrifying person of that era?

The White Emperor is the most talented in the world, followed closely by the Desolate Emperor, so he is the third most talented in the world!

"In the same era as the Heavenly Emperor?!"

The kings were all shaken, filled with both horror and fear. That era was unprecedented and the most monstrous in history, producing two Immortal Emperors in succession. Looking back on the past, they were the most brilliant generation, without exception.

Fortunately, this person was about to perish, with only his last breath remaining, which allowed them to temporarily eliminate a major threat.

But at the crucial moment, someone tore Wang Qun apart and came to kill him.

It was a golden crane that burst in. With a flap of its wings, golden light filled the sky, and countless sword feathers swept across the ten directions. Then, it transformed into ten heads, each wielding a peerless technique to annihilate the kings.

"He..." The Emperor swayed, his body riddled with wounds, he was truly exhausted. The Heavenly Dao Children were extraordinary, almost all of them were imperial offspring, each possessing invincible techniques, the crystallization of several eras of the Heavenly Realm. He could kill several people in a single battle, it was impossible for him to do so without paying a price.

"A bunch of brats, how dare they bully our people!" Tuntian also arrived, bringing Yu Tuo and the others. Each of them was excessively evil and ominous. Among the crowd, there was also Elder Yuan looking back, his eyes showing concern. This was a group of dark beings, but they warmed the Emperor's heart.

Once he joined, everyone treated him like one of their own, not caring about his background or his past. Some people often called him brother, and some liked to introduce their descendants when they were drunk, wanting to be his ancestors, directly without any pretense.

Over time, he came to terms with it. In the words of the White Emperor, if the heart remains unchanged, no matter how a person changes, he is still himself. Once these barriers are discarded, whether it is dark or not is not important. The world is magnificent, and there is no so-called division of myriad races. Since ancient times, there has only been the struggle between the two races of darkness and immortality.

This happened quickly; with the emperor now having allies, the battle situation here was no longer a concern.

"Little brat, you're already done for? I'll treat you to a drink later!" After the battle, Junying patted the emperor on the shoulder, his eyes filled with a smile.

"How is the battle going?" the emperor asked with a smile.

"Who are we? We are the White Emperor's troops. Under heaven, who can stop us? The second line of defense has been breached. Kundi has already invaded our heartland. The Heavenly Court troops have been scattered and are currently being hunted down."

"Can you still fight? You are destined to become emperor!" He Wushuang also arrived, looking at the emperor. Despite the competition in appearance, he and the emperor had always had a good relationship.

"Yes!" The emperor nodded. Yes, he was a descendant of an emperor from another realm. If he hadn't wasted too much time in his youth, he would have dared to compete with the Crimson King for the title of emperor first.

Looking back now, the so-called ten lifetimes of accumulation are ultimately no match for a single lifetime of rise. True heroes have nothing to fear. The White Emperor and the Desolate Emperor, which one of them didn't break through everything and turn the impossible into possible? In just under two million years, they have reached a level that is insurmountable for countless living beings.

Then, the small group set off as well, heading towards the heart of the heavens. Not long after, they found a king's corpse in a battlefield. The golden lion's body resembled a giant star, radiating a fierce aura. However, its head was bleeding, its forelimbs were broken, and the fatal blow was a bloody fist mark between its eyebrows, where it had been punched through, causing its demise.

“Old Fearless Lion…” Crane Wubian looked up into the distance with a blank expression. The heavens were vast, and once you entered the heart of the land, it was as deep as the sea. Enemies could be hiding anywhere, making it even more dangerous than when the army entered the Nine Heavens in the ancient times.

The emperor, who had remained silent until now, suddenly felt a stirring in his heart. He sensed a familiar aura at the wound, which reminded him of someone, "Senior Meng's aura..."

“They’re not too strong. I can handle them. Leave the other enemy to me.” The emperor, standing behind the other kings, spoke up.

He Wushuang frowned. The mortality rate of being separated was extremely high. He instinctively wanted to refuse, after all, that was how they won the Immortal Ancient War. Even so, most of the participating kings had been asleep for a full era before they fully recovered. It was conceivable that if they had clashed head-on back then, their realm would have suffered absolutely heavy losses.

"Don't worry, this is the heartland. The Black Emperor's army is on the left, and another army is on the right. You are in front, so you will be fine," the Emperor said with a smile.

Seeing the emperor's determination, He Wushuang nodded. Even if there were other experts nearby, they would die sooner or later. The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword was a formation that first tore apart and then sealed off.

Once inside to a certain extent, the three points will connect with a horizontal line, completely locking down the vast internal area, making it impossible for anyone to escape.

"Senior Meng... has he been found...?" The Emperor murmured to himself as he watched He Wushuang and his group leave quickly.

He was able to join the alien realm because of the other party's reasons. It's just a pity that he later heard that Senior Meng had perished and been swallowed by darkness. Presumably, he was found and brought back by Huang.

He stood quietly on the battlefield, and before long, he sensed that someone was approaching, and there were several people.

"Your Majesty, have you truly betrayed us?!"

One figure after another appeared, most of them familiar faces, including Senior Meng, the Immortal, and even Shi Yi, Huang's mortal enemy.

There were also people he didn't know, like a woman with double pupils.

“I don’t believe you’re that kind of person. Come back, we’ve grown stronger.” The immortal said earnestly.

"Where to go? It's all the same everywhere in the world." The emperor smiled.

The more he understood this saying, the more he looked forward to it.

The alien land arose because of the White Emperor, and prospered because of the White Emperor, but the true meaning of that saying is that if the White Emperor does not change, then no one else will change.

Chapter 695 The Ten Evil Plants

"How have you been, senior?"

The emperor looked at the tall old man in front of everyone from afar and smiled, a rare sight. The return of his old friends was better than anything else. Although he was usually calm and taciturn, it did not mean he was without emotions.

"child……"

Looking at the young man covered in blood, Meng Tianzheng didn't know what to say. He felt a lump in his throat. This man had been ordered by him back then.

In the past, the Nine Heavens were in complete despair, with no future in sight. The Immortal Realm only knew how to issue orders, regardless of their lives or deaths. In order to preserve the seed, it sent out several people. Originally, there was a banished immortal. Although the banished immortal looked peaceful, he was ruthless and more suitable than the emperor. However, the banished immortal did not go.

But the emperor was gone for nearly two million years. He had heard Shi Hao say that the emperor was doing well in the foreign land and was a promising figure.

"I am well. I can listen to the Emperor preach above and discuss the most beautiful women in the world with immortals below. In my spare time, I read the ancient scriptures piled up like mountains. They all treat me very well," the Emperor said with a smile.

However, everyone was stunned when they heard this. This was more than just good; this guy was living the life that countless people could only dream of.

Just look at the Emperor's aura; he's almost reached the pinnacle of the King Realm, no weaker than He, and can fight against someone at the Butcher's level, far surpassing them.

No wonder the Desolate Emperor occasionally reminisces about the past. Everyone knows that when the Desolate Emperor entered the foreign land, he was a leading figure among the younger generation and was extremely popular. As long as he opened his arms, he could hear endless cheers.

In the words of the Heavenly Emperor, "In the past, I only had to fight, and the rest would be taken care of. Unlike now, I have endless worries."

After all, the Heavenly Court is a unified family. With the return of the powerful figures from the Immortal Ancient Era, there are quite a few who have conflicts with the Immortal Realm. It is impossible not to mediate. At the same time, they also have to raise the new generation and guide the older generation. It is conceivable that anyone would have a headache. The Heavenly Emperor almost said, "I can't handle you all. I'll just go to another realm."

"It's confirmed, he won't be returning." The Immortal sighed softly. He and the Emperor could not be called friends, but they had once admired each other. After entering the Nine Heavens, they worked together for the Nine Heavens. Later, the Emperor and Huang entered the alien realm and became traitors. They only found out when Huang became the ruler of the Heavenly Court.

"Should we kill him? What is he waiting here for?" Shi Yi raised his eyes, eager to try. It was still possible for four people to gang up on a wounded king.

"You should leave now. It's not too late to leave. Once the area ahead is completely surrounded, even the Dao Ancestor won't be able to save you."

"The alien realm is very strong, but we are not weak either. The Nine Heavens are no longer the Nine Heavens of yesteryear." The woman with double pupils spoke softly. Having absorbed the power of the Three Realms, the Heavenly Court has grown to an unprecedented level. Apart from the Dao Ancestor level, the King level strength has almost caught up with the alien realm.

"You're being too idealistic. The alien realm has never been as simple as you see it, and the plateau isn't what you think it is either. The power of the Dark Realm is unmatched in this era." The Emperor shook his head. This was just a reunion; next time they met, he would have to take action.

The emperor nodded to the group and then left, looking relaxed and uncomplicated. The people in the alien realm were just like the people of the White Emperor; the alien realm had ultimately been changed by a man.

"Are we just going to let him leave like that? If he takes the news of our presence back with him, we'll definitely be surrounded and killed." The woman with double pupils looked at everyone, puzzled. In her opinion, the emperor hadn't said many things and didn't intend to reveal them. He was already on the side of the foreign land. They couldn't let go of a terrifying immortal king comparable to a crane just because of nostalgia.

“He won’t reveal our identities. Let’s go, let’s leave first.” Meng Tianzheng shook his head.

The army was scattered, with most heading to the rear, while others, like them, lay in wait in the shadows. Once those Dao Ancestors returned, no one would be able to escape.

……

Ancestral Dragon's Nest.

This is a very famous area. It is not a real dragon's nest, but a vast basin that even a Celestial King would need a month to fly across in a straight line. It is surrounded by a circular mountain range, which looks like an ancestral dragon with its head and tail connected, coiled up in this place.

Inside, mountain ranges crisscross and intertwine, like endless dragons gathering here. Some raise their heads, some lie still, and some are close together. The scene is magnificent and awe-inspiring, making one's scalp tingle at first glance.

This is only a glimpse of the land seen from the mountain range; further away, it is obscured by drifting white clouds and auspicious energy. Even top-tier kings as powerful as Kundi and the Red King would find it difficult to see the true face of this basin.

"Could this place hold some great fortune?" Kundi was dumbfounded. This kind of terrain was either an amazingly dangerous place or a place of great fortune; it wasn't hard to guess.

The heavens are filled with powerful beings, and great battles rage on. The dwellings of some powerful beings, or the places where they fall, may form such landscapes.

"Should we attack? Or take a detour? Some of the Heavenly Court's followers have fled here." The Crimson King glanced sideways, not because he was afraid of Kundi, but because he was in the wrong.

Kundi may seem like just a king, but in the alien realm, Kundi holds an extremely high position. He takes care of all the big and small matters without complaint. At the same time, Kundi is also one of the oldest in the realm, and even the White Emperor would call him a senior.

"You want to go alone again? Do you really think the heavens have no way to seal it?" Kundi glared.

"Yes, but it can't seal me off..."

Kundal: "..."

This old fellow is indeed very strong. After his body fused, his combat power has reached a new level. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he is now almost a quasi-Immortal Emperor. He can seal members of the Gu Clan and the Chi Clan, but it would be difficult for him to seal the powerful Chi King. Moreover, they are not just for show and will not sit idly by and watch this situation happen.

“Even if we are fortunate enough to be able to enter, I cannot allow everyone to enter. I will lead the army around from the edge. You and An Cang’s team will wait for Tun Tian and Shuang’er to arrive before going in.”

"I'll stay too," Blood Phoenix said, her gaze fixed on the vast, boundless misty region, a rare flicker of emotion in her eyes.

"You?" Kundi frowned. Blood Phoenix was the seed, and with Wushuang and Tianzi behind it, as well as Chi, if any one of them were to fall, he felt that he would become a sinner for all eternity. The reason he did not bring a large army in was because he could not put all his eggs in one basket. If this place was an extremely dangerous place, and a king-level person accidentally entered, it would be a death sentence.

However, one thing is common knowledge: phoenixes never land in places devoid of treasure, and perhaps the Blood Phoenix sensed something. The Blood Phoenix is ​​usually very obedient; she does what you say and rarely speaks up on her own. Now that he has brought it up, he can't very well refuse.

After thinking it over, Kundi further divided the group, including the ominous King Qimu and the newly promoted Qimin.

"You can die if you're in charge, but the others can't," Kundi solemnly instructed, leaving the Crimson King speechless.

This shows how little trust they have in him!

Kundi left, leaving behind a group of kings, many of whom were quite young, such as An Cang, Gu Ba, and Hao Ying, as well as the Void Ancestor, the Moon Demon Ancestor, the Three-Headed King, the Heavenly Calamity King, and the Sheep King.

These are all races that once shone brightly in other realms, possessing immense potential. For example, the Tian'e race once produced an unparalleled figure who called himself Tian'e and nearly became king. Even after his fall, his race's status remained comparable to that of the Crane race. Later, another exceptionally talented being emerged from this race, who again called himself Tian'e and became king after the War of the Heavens.