Perfect Double Agent

The emperor arrived, appearing silently behind her, startling Bai Zhi. Only after recognizing a familiar face did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Emperor, what brings you here..." Bai Zhi still looked behind the Emperor, whether out of a guilty conscience or because she had done something wicked.

"Is there anyone in this world you're afraid of?" The emperor smiled. As a princess from a foreign land, Bai Zhi could walk sideways on the plateau, but although she was mischievous, she wasn't domineering.

"Yes, someone is trying to capture me, Uncle Emperor, run!"

"A person of Heaven..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was already shrouded in shadow. It was a tall, humanoid black shadow, with thick, ominous mist swirling around it, accompanied by a chilling cold that made one's soul tremble. He was frozen in place.

Bai Zhi shrank back, chuckling, "Oh, Senior's back."

"Where do you think you're going?"

The cold voice startled Bai Zhi, who smiled sweetly and said, "No, I was just looking around. Didn't you say you were going down to the mortal realm? Are we still going?"

Bai Zhi didn't expose him. This person was initially full of confidence, arrogant and domineering, but as he learned more about the heavens, he had already decided to back down. After all, the White Emperor was too famous and had even revealed his outline in the outside world before. This person was definitely no match for him. So, he wanted to capture her and a few more people along the way.

The emperor's uncle, on the other hand, just walked right into it.

"You're looking for the White Emperor? You think I'm afraid of him!"

"Senior is an Immortal Emperor, so naturally he is not afraid of the Ancestor. However, Senior's strength has not yet fully recovered. He can evade the sight of several emperors, but he is still somewhat weak when facing the combined forces of several emperors."

"There's a Celestial Emperor in the lower realm?!" The Emperor was shocked. He was imprisoned and unable to move. From Bai Zhi's words, he could tell that the other party seemed to have come for them, but after learning of the White Emperor's existence, he couldn't help but back down.

This was undoubtedly shocking news. You must know that the next step for the plateau is to annihilate all the heavens. A Celestial Emperor has personally gone down to the mortal realm to oversee things. If they encounter this person, it will most likely trigger a great war.

Even Tianxian Mountain is no simple place. The White Emperor fought a great battle with two Immortal Emperors in a forbidden area nearby, which led to the fall of the Celestial Emperor. To this day, the Dao Fire there can burn everything. The Celestial Dao Ancestor once used the sea of ​​fire in that area to drag two Plateau Dao Ancestors down with him.

"Don't even think about escaping. If I don't want to show myself, they can flatten the heavens and still not find me," the corpse said coldly.

In reality, his heart was already in turmoil. Immortal Emperor! There were actually two of them in his Dark Clan. One of them was someone he had personally guided. The other was even more unexpected. He was Huang's number one natural enemy, who became an emperor earlier than Huang and was even more powerful.

This is a good thing. Who wouldn't want their descendants to be more outstanding than the last? He wanted to lead the entire clan, stepping on the face of the master and the wilderness. Fortune turns, and now I reign supreme.

But being too outstanding isn't good either. He can't control his lower body, and he doesn't want to be at the mercy of others. Unless absolutely necessary, he doesn't want to go to the lower realm. If he were to encounter the original body, it would be too awkward. How could he tell the original body, "My junior is too strong, he doesn't need me?"

Given the main character's somewhat goofy and unrestrained personality, wouldn't he burst out laughing immediately!

Fortunately, all the emperors have left. Some went to the lower realm, which will keep the main body busy for a while, while others went far away to offer sacrifices to the sea, chasing after the Celestial Emperor and Huang. Now, the only one in the Celestial Realm who is stationed outside the world is the Nine Nether Beast.

"Is it okay for the powerful to bully my descendants by arresting my descendants?"

Suddenly, a gaze swept over from afar, not from the surrounding area, but from the top of the insurmountable Heavenly Immortal Mountain. The gaze looked down from above, the handsome face was emotionless, the tall body stood upright and unyielding, all too familiar.

“Ancestor…” Bai Zhi’s eyes widened.

"White Emperor!" Even the emperor looked up at the man who stood alone on the mountain peak. The moment the man appeared, the restraints on him disappeared.

Even the corpses stared intently at the man in the fiery red robes, their faces solemn. He was too composed; within that composure lay absolute will. This domineering aura surpassed even the most desolate, and only a truly invincible being could cultivate such an aura over a long period.

"You are underestimating me!" The corpse glared coldly. The last time he was looked down upon was when he was being refined in a desolate, broken pool.

"What do you mean by looking down on me?"

"boom!"

A fist came crashing down, its immense power seemingly capable of shattering countless ages and shaking the past, present, and future—its grandeur was unimaginable.

He was not afraid of the corpses, for he was the ancestor, the ultimate source of this lineage. Without him, there would be no such clan. The so-called ancient artifacts of origin were nothing more than creations made by those juniors who collected the dark essence he had spread out.

"boom!"

The corpse was smashed into the ground, the body shattered into pieces and disintegrated. The destructive intent of the fist surged within him, and the flames of time and space erupted on his primordial spirit. The unprecedented sense of crisis was so intense that he had the illusion that he was about to perish on the spot.

Before he could recover from his shock, the giant hand descended again. This time it wasn't a fist, but a finger. The finger pressed down, imprisoning and freezing everything. Accompanied by the tremors of space and time, even he was unable to resist.

"Roar!"

The corpse tried to break free, but it couldn't move at all, not even get up. It lay in the pit, watching helplessly as the finger descended.

"you……"

The corpse was very tough, and he felt really aggrieved. Since his birth, he had been bound and never seen the light of day. It took him dozens of epochs to absorb a single breath of the essence of heaven and earth. He finally managed to break free and rebuild his imperial body, only to encounter the wilderness.

After being resurrected and ascending to the heavens, he intended to become an ancestor, but then he encountered an unfilial descendant who punched him to death. This is outrageous!

"If you dare to harm my descendants, are you prepared with your last words?"

The corpse was extremely stiff, coldly staring at the finger that had stopped in front of its brow, without uttering a word.

“Ancestor… he is the origin of our realm, a prince from the common people on the plateau.” Bai Zhi spoke, and her words made the corpse stiffen, its cold eyes twitching violently.

A prince from the common people? Who gave him that nickname?

Actually, this title only came about after the Bai tribe returned, originating from a certain Dark Immortal Emperor. After all, the Immortal Emperor's status on the plateau was indeed like that of a prince, and the Bai tribe all came from a Dark Emperor in the lower realm. The emperors on the plateau were aware of this, hence the title.

"Then let you remain in the heavens to guard our race. The plateau is eternal, and you will never perish." Bai Ye looked at the corpse, his gaze leaving no room for doubt or argument.

To speak or not to speak? The corpse remained silent, saying that we had already acknowledged his existence and given him a way out.

"The plateau is eternal... forever immortal!" The corpse finally spoke, its face stiff and its expression indifferent.

"Then I'll leave the matter of Heaven to you. After the world is destroyed, I'll return to the plateau." Bai Ye reached out and stroked the ground, and endless rain of light fell, restoring the corpse to its original state.

However, those rainy lights were so familiar that they stirred up a storm in his heart. When he looked up, the other person's lips seemed to be smiling, yet also seemed to have no expression at all.

"Is the World Destroyer going back to guard the plateau?" The Emperor was alarmed.

The White Emperor has been in seclusion for many years, and no one knows if he can take that final step. At least many people on the plateau think it is impossible. But those who know the White Emperor will involuntarily believe that there is no difficulty in this world that can stop this man from moving forward. This was true in the past and it will be true in the future.

If the White Emperor advances further, it means that the World Destroyer will become the eldest prince of the clan, which is probably why the World Destroyer wants to return.

But that's not the key point. He could imagine the tremors on the plateau, the new progenitor—who could have imagined it? All the emperors would go mad because of it. It was like a monument inscribed with miracles, standing right in front of them. Who could truly remain calm?

The emperor thought of many things in an instant, unable to contain his excitement. He seriously suspected that the White Emperor wanted to break through quickly because he did not want to preside over the next era, since the chief priest had too many people to kill.

Actually, this is only one of the reasons. The real reason is that the chief priest has to kneel and worship the altar. Even the Celestial Emperor has to do this, but the ancestor does not.

The corpse remained silent, gazing at the emperor. He could easily sense the surging blood energy within the emperor's body, a result of emotional fluctuations that gave him an indescribable feeling.

I always felt that something was off about his descendants who were taken advantage of.

Especially that person, who just left like that, his fiery red robes fluttering, his steps steady and powerful, heading towards the sea of ​​fire opposite Tianxian Mountain, seemingly completely unconcerned whether he escaped or sought revenge.

"So, our clan has three Immortal Emperors now?" Bai Zhi was also very excited. This Immortal Emperor seemed cold and unapproachable, but she felt that there was still hope for him, even though he had a lot of resentment in his heart.

Chapter 703 Sacrifice

Hundreds of years, tens of thousands of years, five hundred thousand years—time keeps flowing, and the turmoil in the lower realm is happening faster than others can imagine.

One mysterious ancient path after another manifested from beyond the world, some connecting to the forbidden zones of the Great Realm, others to the Chaos Sea. Accompanied by the terrifying roar of an Ancestral Calamity Worm, the Calamity Lands collectively emerged, black mist shrouded the heavens, and ominous signs engulfed all realms.

"How could this be? Where did the White Emperor go? Where did the Desolate Emperor go? Who will stop those terrifying powerhouses!" an old immortal king exclaimed in shock.

The White Emperor hasn't shown his face for many years, and neither has the Desolate Heaven Emperor. They know something about the latter, who is suspected to have gone to the heavens.

"You should have been destroyed long ago. You are destined to leave no trace in the history of future generations." A Dao Ancestor stretched out his huge hand and crushed a great world to pieces. Hundreds of millions of living beings perished. He was very cold and did not even frown. His huge hand continued to stroke, and one world after another collapsed.

"No one in this world can save you. Huang will never return, and he can hardly protect himself!" A Dao Ancestor stood outside the world and emitted such divine thoughts.

"Heavenly Emperor..."

Countless people murmured, their eyes filled with despair, for too many Dao Ancestors had appeared in the world beyond, one after another. Some had even been killed by the White Emperor, but now they had been resurrected. A single Dao Ancestor could destroy all worlds; what kind of concept would it be if dozens of them appeared at once?

"Beg, tremble, despair, your wails will become the melody in our memories, marking a perfect end to this era."

In fact, all living beings were in despair. One great world after another turned into dust forever, and one immortal being after another perished. If the Dark Immortal King were to take action, they would still have the confidence to fight. But since it was all the Dao Ancestors who were taking action, how could they possibly survive?

"Heavenly Emperor... Supreme Emperor of all Heavens... Where are you..." Countless people cried out in trembling voices. In times of crisis, people always think of the strongest.

"Who is calling me...? I am here, I have returned..."

Suddenly, a wave of consciousness resounded throughout the heavens, its sound spreading across all realms, startling all living beings and shaking all the Dao Ancestors.

It was a figure in white, tall and weathered, with a serious yet bold expression, clearly visible throughout the myriad realms.

But he is neither the White Emperor nor the Desolate Emperor.

"You...you are...that Immortal Emperor from the Boundary Sea!" a Dao Ancestor shouted, his voice stammering and his face filled with panic. Wasn't this person killed by Huang? How could he be resurrected? Was Huang acting, or did Huang resurrect him again?

"All beings of the myriad realms, your king has returned! In this life, I will protect the peace of the heavens!" A majestic voice resounded, leaving all beings stunned and almost petrified. The pupils of the Dao Ancestors shrank drastically, and they felt a sense of unease.

"What good is it that you've come back to life? You'll still fall again. I was waiting for Huang, but I never expected to meet you instead."

Another Celestial Emperor appeared, radiating an overwhelming ominous aura, standing apart from the world and gazing at the King of the Heavens from afar.

"The Rat Emperor who emerged from the ancient passage dares to speak so arrogantly! If you hadn't ambushed me back then, how could I have been in such a predicament? Not only one of you attacked me when my cultivation was unstable. Are you afraid of me?!"

The white-robed figure spoke, revealing a secret from years past. As the first emperor to create the world, his talent was immense. If he hadn't wasted so much time, he might have already quelled the darkness in the upper realm by now.

This is astonishing. In fact, some people in the heavens have already recognized that white-robed Immortal Emperor. He appeared before and fought a great battle with the Desolate Heaven Emperor before being killed. He is also the legendary source of darkness. But now it seems that this is not the case, because the Dao Ancestor in the Calamity Land is filled with fear of him.

"I haven't even come looking for you in this life, yet you dare to show your faces? Do you really think I won't kill the Emperor?!"

The white-robed figure exuded an air of dominance, openly declaring his intention to kill the Emperor. He not only said it, but he also did it. With a wave of his hand, he directly struck outwards, enveloping the Dark Emperor and all the Dao Ancestors. The surging power of the Immortal Emperor instantly influenced the river of time, altering the course of history and making it seem as if all the histories of the heavens were about to vanish.

This is terrifying, beyond the imagination of the world. No one knows whether this person can kill the emperor, and all they can do is pray.

Not only the lower realm, but the upper realm is equally terrifying. Beyond the heavens, the sea of ​​blood surges, and huge waves crash against the sky. With each splash, large swathes of broken worlds shatter. This is the place where the Immortal Emperor offered sacrifices, also known as the Sea Sacrifice.

It is so vast that even the heavens seem like isolated islands before it. Even celestial emperors can easily get lost within it. One needs clear coordinates, otherwise, one might find oneself lost in an unnamed, desolate place where the past and present are intertwined.

But deep within this blood-red ocean lies an altar, magnificent and towering, utterly silent. The surrounding waves subside before it, and time itself seems to stand still, unable to touch it.

"Shall we begin? We haven't caught Ara yet."

The emperors gathered and stood before the grand altar, each one exuding solemnity. Why they had to perform the sacrifice again and again, they did not know, but simply regarded it as a ritual. Since ancient times, everyone had been following the principles set by their ancestors and repeating this process. However, sacrifice could bring benefits to people.

"How could the Black Era be without an Emperor's sacrifice?" Someone arrived, carrying two charred skeletons. Although the bodies were dead, they still emanated a terrifying aura.

This fluctuation was different from the fluctuation released by the Immortal Emperor; it seemed to be the power of a sacrifice.

"Those two, Saint Feather and the other one?" The Black Emperor glanced sideways at the approaching Annihilation Force. These were the two Celestial Emperors from the heavens who had perished in their duel with the White Emperor.

"Let's wait. The lower realm should be destroyed by then. We'll do it together then." The Black Emperor nodded. This era was his glorious one, and the more sacrifices he offered, the better.

"Then you're going to be disappointed!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared from the void, grabbed a Celestial Emperor, and slammed him into the altar.

This scene startled all the emperors, especially the one being embraced. "Huang!"