Perfect Double Agent

But with a powerful stomp of the Holy Feather, the world changed. The surrounding mountains rose up with a rumble, growing infinitely taller. The flowers and grass withered, and the sunlight disappeared, replaced by a pitch-black sun. The light it emitted was no longer warm, but an extreme death and coldness, more terrifying than the Eye of Death that could destroy the world. Even Bai Ye felt his body getting cold, as if he would turn into a pile of frozen earth along with this world.

"Is this a backup plan involving pollen?"

Bai Ye looked up and saw that the surrounding mountains had sealed everything off, even completely isolating him from space and time, cutting him off from the outside world.

"So what if you know? Today you have no way to escape, and no one can save you, not even the resurrection of Gaoyuan!" Sheng Yu was very confident and completely relieved. He knew that this person was not afraid of any means, so he dared to chase after them. But the sacrificial Dao level means could completely silence the Immortal Emperor of Gaoyuan, and even the resurrection of Gaoyuan would be useless.

"It's a pity. Pollen must have been dragged down by you and the world. Otherwise, she might have gone even further."

Bai Ye wasn't worried about his situation at all. He looked around as if he was sensing the sacrificial power around him.

The power of pollen is beyond doubt. As an ornamental flower cultivated by the copper coffin, it was born before the birth of all living beings. Its extraordinary origins are unimaginable. It is also the first sacrificial-level flower after the ten ancestors.

However, it was precisely because he had something to hold onto that he could not die, leaving behind many contingency plans, including Lin Nuoyi in the Sacred Ruins. But it was precisely because pollen did not die completely that pollen could not become a sacrificial offering.

"Hmm?" The two were puzzled. Why was this young man still so calm at this point? What did it mean to break through again? Could it be that the ancestors had researched a method to advance even further?

"You wouldn't understand even if I explained, and besides... while the power of the sacrificial ritual is strong, it's ultimately not the person who did it, so killing me is still quite difficult!"

Bai Ye took a step, his sleeves fluttering, and with the movement, his magic, his path, and his will all receded into his body.

"Playing tricks! After you die, no one will remember you, and the world will erase everything about you." Saint Feather roared, charging forward from the left and right with the Old Immortal Emperor.

At the same time, countless laws pressed down from all directions, accompanied by a sacrificial power, and the power of these laws was amplified in an instant.

"boom!"

Saint Feather and White Night exchanged a punch. In his shock, he was knocked back, his arm was broken on the spot, and his blood and qi surged violently. A blur followed him as he retreated.

Immediately afterwards, the old Immortal Emperor was swept away and crashed heavily into the distance, his chest caved in. It wasn't that he was no match for him, but that he had already been attacked several times before.

If Huang is the most terrifying person of his level, whose forbidden techniques are invincible, then this person is Huang's natural enemy. This person is not Huang's natural enemy, but anyone else, unless they master the law of eternal stability and are not afraid of being weakened.

"Boom!"

One law after another, like the chains of the Great Dao, tried to pierce through the White Night. But this was not the most troublesome thing. What was truly terrifying was the black sun in the sky. A ray of black light fell down and even pierced through the White Night. At the same time, several earthen houses enlarged and transformed into celestial monuments, which autonomously suppressed the darkness.

Even the azure lake tilted, its boundless expanse containing countless runes that coalesced into a peerless woman, stepping upon the azure waves, sweeping across with her delicate feet, causing a devastating battle to erupt in that region, unleashing a storm of destruction.

"This bastard... could he have comprehended that level of power?" Sheng Yu trembled.

This is unrealistic. In the past, there were emperors, among whom there were many amazing people who were beyond description, but none of them could reach the level of pollen.

This isn't due to a lack of natural talent, but rather because, as a descendant of an Immortal Emperor, it seems that a sacrifice is required—something that fans have discussed before.

"No, he's still at this level. What's powerful is him personally." The old Immortal Emperor shook his head, looking at the white-clad figure fighting the woman. All of the opponent's laws and Dao had been fused into one, and he hadn't even used external magic immunity suppression, freezing and imprisonment anymore, as if he was preparing for sublimation.

Regardless of the likelihood, the two of them must seize this opportunity to completely suppress this boy.

One day, two days, thirty days!

The great battle continued, with three people besieging a man in white. In this closed world, an endless storm of the Great Dao was stirred up, wild and astonishing.

Just like now, a black sun floats above a woman's head. Wherever the black light shines, death ensues. Bai Ye's chest is pierced through, and the aura of death lingers. Immediately afterward, Sheng Yu and the Old Immortal Emperor attack from the left and right, one wielding a knife, the other's hands transformed into terrifying immortal chains.

Even above his head, a celestial monument fell and struck him, causing him to stagger and appear unusually disheveled.

But the next moment, he withstood it, grabbed the Heavenly Stele with both hands, slapped and smashed it left and right, sweeping the old Immortal Emperor away, and then, while holding the constantly vibrating Heavenly Stele, he blocked the black sunlight while smashing the Holy Feather.

If sunlight is destruction, then the celestial monument formed from the earthen house can completely block sunlight, which is a drawback that Bai Ye discovered.

"This works?" The old immortal emperor lay in the distance, covered in blood, looking utterly miserable. His body was a bloody mess, and he was completely mangled.

This is the former residence of pollen. He doesn't know what is truly powerful. Luo once said that this place can burn an emperor and make him eternally silent.

"Burn!!!" Sheng Yu roared, his arms tightly wrapped around Bai Ye's legs, his whole body burning, working in conjunction with the surrounding celestial chains of heavenly laws to bind Bai Ye here forever.

Even the world around them changed instantly. The sun merged with the human figure, and under its illumination, black flames spread like a vast ocean, engulfing everything and burning everything in their path. Even Bai Ye, who had a way to escape, could not stop himself from being burned.

This is an unimaginable fire, capable of sacrificing and burning everything.

"Burn my body, burn my path, do you want to help me transcend!" Bai Ye was burned and riddled with holes, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he was seriously comprehending the truth, which startled the old immortal emperor and Sheng Yu.

"Draw upon the very essence of Heaven, and eternally incinerate this man!"

As the old Immortal Emperor pointed his finger, the earth trembled, and countless ten-colored immortal flames rose from the ground, engulfing Bai Ye.

After doing all this, the old immortal emperor, panting heavily, sat down heavily on the ground. They didn't know how many times they had been beaten to a pulp. At this point, he and Sheng Yu were actually struggling to hold on. If the opponent hadn't been without the Emperor Sword, they probably would have been refined long ago.

But that wasn't enough. The old immortal emperor's eyes shone brightly. He slowly rose up, a complex expression on his face. His entire body transformed into a thick chain of flames, the lower half rooted in the earth, the upper half wrapped around Bai Ye's other leg, binding Bai Ye to the left and right, together with Sheng Yu.

Even more terrifying is that the immortal chain also contains the essence of the two people.

To completely kill an Emperor, one of the same level can only rely on annihilation through the source of their essence. In order to deal with this person, they had already made arrangements here. This place is like a natural furnace. In the outside world, the source of the heavens is inexhaustible. Not to mention an Immortal Emperor, even if another one came, it could be annihilated.

Needless to say, there is the power of sacrifice here, with the black flames formed by the woman merging with the sun as the core, and the origin of the heavens as the auxiliary. They are not here to destroy the sacrificial path, but only to kill a Celestial Emperor.

"Why bother? Your life force is exhausted, while I might still be alive."

Looking at the two people at his feet who had turned into chains, Bai Ye no longer wanted to struggle.

"With you buried with me, I will not be lonely!" Saint Feather transmitted his divine thoughts.

Bai Ye shook his head. He wasn't the original body. His main purpose in being separated wasn't to assist the Black Emperor, but to try other sacrificial paths. Even if he didn't die here, he would dissipate on his own in a few years.

Thus, amidst the vibrations of the two immortal chains, the man died again and again, only to be resurrected each time, even after being burned to ashes. He neither struggled nor tried to escape, but instead continuously analyzed the changes in the flames of this world and his own body, dying hundreds of times in a row.

"Perhaps the path of fire is also possible. It is the most suitable power. If someone has a mind like mine, the path of fire can definitely lead to the pinnacle of cultivation."

Bai Ye sat cross-legged in the sea of ​​fire, reflecting on his recent enlightenment.

This was not without pain; in fact, his essence was still burning continuously. However, compared to Saint Feather and the Old Immortal Emperor, who had died one after another during this period due to poor condition, he could still hold on for a long time.

What truly piqued his interest was that the ritual of sacrifice could be seen as a form of burning, and the sacrifice to himself was also a form of burning.

Where there is sacrifice, there must be burning. Burning and sacrifice complement each other, and this may be a path to the path of sacrifice.

Whether he could do it or not, he didn't know; at least no one had ever tried.

This requires talent, time, and a suitable experimental subject. If Ye Qingxian were still alive, we could probably try locking her up in a dark room, but in this era, she hasn't even been born yet.

In addition, creatures like the Golden Crow and the Phoenix should also be suitable.

As he pondered, he became obsessed. Outside, a fierce and magnificent war raged, but no one knew that in this fiery land, a figure, accompanied by two skeletons, was gradually losing himself in the chaos.

Chapter 700 Corpse Resurrection

The great battle of the heavens continues. The boundless black fog, like a tidal wave, sweeps across the sky, its magnificent scale astonishing, pushing forward with overwhelming force.

The White Emperor is dead; the next one will be the Black Emperor!

The words, which came from an unknown source, stirred up a huge storm in the heavens above, where a great battle was raging.

"The White Emperor is dead? How is that possible! Who could kill my clan's emperor!" A red-haired man roared, charging into the crowd of kings and unleashing a furious attack.

He didn't want to believe it, and he couldn't accept it. Although that person was much younger than him, he would often call him "senior" and never hesitated to give him guidance. He couldn't escape the fact that his achievements today were inseparable from that person.

But when someone actually said that such a person had died, he felt like he was going crazy, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

"Ignore him, the White Emperor still exists. As long as you remember him, and I remember him, he will live on forever." The Black Emperor's mighty voice echoed across the battlefield, exciting countless people.

Yes, it's very difficult for a Celestial Emperor to die. Beings at that level are too powerful and have already reached the end of the Great Dao. Even the aftershocks of a battle can affect the stability of history and overturn the future. How could they possibly fall so easily?

Yet, the heavens and all living beings felt an invisible sorrow, as if something in their minds was fading, as if their own memories were being altered, and some things were very blurry, and this blurriness was getting worse.

Some Dao Ancestors had a deep impression of this experience. Their levels were high enough that some of them had experienced this more than once. Although they were affected, the impact was not too great. "Two Immortal Emperors died!"

"Gu, prepare to die!" roared the creature with golden wings, wielding its gilded halberd and slashing wildly at its opponent. The emperor of its race had fallen, and the two emperors, fighting to the death, had failed to bring the white emperor to eternal annihilation!

But if a person loses their mind on the battlefield, then death is not far away.

A bronze halberd descended from the sky, suppressing all laws and obliterating them. Calm, composed, powerful, and reliable are the words people have used to describe this man in recent years. With his appearance, all laws dimmed, causing the Golden Feather Dao Ancestor's expression to change drastically, and he became completely sober.

“It seems nothing is eternal. All things wither and decay, and even emperors fall.” Gu Zu raised his hand and slapped, and one spacetime technique after another bloomed in his hand, causing the golden-haired Dao Ancestor to retreat continuously. With each step he retreated, his figure withered a little more.

He's not just a support character; on the contrary, he controls time and space, is invincible from birth, so how could he possibly be bad?

"boom!"

That Dao Ancestor was blasted apart, blood rained down, and a stench filled the air. He wanted to rebuild himself, but how could those two allow him to?

This is just one corner of the battlefield. At the end of this era, war swept across the land, and blood stained the thirty-three heavens. Who could escape?

Even the true spirits of the emperors of the heavens are almost exhausted. They were never resurrected, which means they have preserved the seeds of the past. Now that the emperors have joined forces to resist the Black Emperor with the help of the laws of the heavens, their efforts are also coming to an end.

"Do you really think the laws of heaven can protect you? If it weren't for the fact that you were meant to be tempered by my race, you would have been wiped out by me long ago."

This is a fact that the emperors cannot refute, because the Black Emperor has the power to do so.

"Is this the end of an era...? The next era will be even more difficult..."

The several true spirits merged into one, transforming into a multi-headed being that guided the laws of the heavens, sweeping towards the Black Emperor. Now that the Old Immortal Emperor and Saint Feather are dead, their fate is not far off. In the future, only Luo, Meng Hai, and Huang will likely be able to support the heavens. Hopefully, they can escape this calamity.

Fighting three against six is ​​no easy task. Even Shi Hao was covered in injuries, including a huge claw mark that nearly tore him apart. It was left by his enemy, a half-acquaintance.

"Are we really not going back?" Shi Hao and the two others fled into the sea together, constantly escaping deeper into the ocean.

"We won't go back. We'll go to the plateau. They've violated the heavens, so we'll make sure the plateau suffers heavy losses!" Luo Tianxian said coldly.

This is very dangerous. The plateau is unfathomable and has too many experts. Not to mention the six people chasing them, there must be peerless immortal emperors guarding the plateau itself. If they are blocked from both sides, they will be in grave danger.

But none of the three emperors backed down, especially Shi Hao, who was eager to do so. At the same time, this was not the first time he had felt a lack of combat power and wanted to help others.

"What's the deal with that emperor in the Lower Realm Sea? Is he also from the Plateau?"

“The one from the lower realm? He’s not entirely one.” Luo Tianxian shook her head. “That person was once the Heavenly Emperor of all the heavens and myriad realms. He was born in a turbulent era when darkness was rampant. After rising to power, he pacified the lower realm, but when he broke through, he was ambushed by the Highland Immortal Emperor using primordial matter.”

"He is also a... Heavenly Emperor?!" Shi Hao's heart was not at peace. Ye Ge had clearly become an emperor earlier than him, but he did not care about that emperor in the Boundary Sea. It was not because he was afraid, but because he clearly knew the secret. This could be seen from the fact that after the other party separated his physical body and primordial spirit, he bound himself to the depths of the ultimate ancient land. The other party had no intention of doing evil.

Did he kill the wrong person? He didn't know, but he felt that he should go down to the mortal realm after this to see if he could resurrect the person. If the other party was really the Heavenly Emperor, perhaps there was still some kindness in his heart, and there was a possibility of redemption.

Unbeknownst to him, at this very moment, in the ultimate ancient land of the lower realm, there was already movement.

"Senior Samsara, are you sure this place can withstand the great calamity?"

"Believe me, this is the ultimate ancient land, where all the heavens and myriad worlds are stained with blood, and the great world will cease to exist. If there is any place that can save some people, it is probably only here and the forbidden land of the God Realm."

The man was dressed in a blue robe, with jet-black hair and a chaotic, swirling disc of reincarnation floating behind his head. His figure was imposing and weathered.

Behind him stood a woman dressed in white, with a face of unparalleled beauty. The ancient and primitive heavenly pattern between her brows exuded a terrifying Daoist aura, and below it, her eyes were dark and bright, full of spirituality.

"The end of this era is inevitable. I understand that you want to save people, senior, but even here, we cannot stop the erosion of darkness. When the heavens are destroyed, no one in the world will be spared." The woman shook her head, because her family was one of the driving forces behind this.

Moreover, the old ancestor's former friend was only a Celestial King. Although he had made considerable progress over the years, his power was far too insignificant at the end of this Dark Age.

"I will save as many as I can. The seeds of hope will eventually spread again, and I will reincarnate with all the heavens." The man murmured calmly, but the will he revealed was enough to move any immortal king.