Perfect Double Agent

"They're all very good."

Bai Ye turned around, looked at everyone, and said, "Qingyi, go and get some wine. I remember Fellow Daoist Jin gave us quite a lot a few days ago."

"Okay." Qingyi nodded with a smile.

"Please sit down, everyone. When did you become so polite?" Bai Ye pointed to the stone benches outside the stone table under the tree. He would occasionally discuss Dao with people like the World Destroyer, the Golden Emperor, and the Black Emperor. Sometimes the Ancestor would also come over, so there was a constant stream of guests here.

"Hehe." Kundi chuckled. He wasn't uncomfortable at all, but rather too excited. Heaven knows how many paths he had tried to become an emperor. He had eaten immortal pills made from corpses, learned from various evolutionary paths, and tempered his body and soul with the laws of the emperor's way. The journey had been too arduous.

"Kundi, you haven't returned for over a million years. Now that you've returned, are you feeling apprehensive about returning home?"

Someone is coming from afar, with a loud voice, white hair flying, and a tall figure full of vitality.

"Of course! Without Kundi, our cultivation has been delayed. The clan cannot be without a chief steward."

"Pu Mo, Gu! You lot!" Kun Di glared, his eyes full of resentment. Was he missing him?

"Hahaha." Everyone laughed, especially the Crimson King. Kundi was a great steward in the heavens, working hard and taking care of his cultivation. He was often in seclusion, but he was brought out by the Corpse Emperor's words. Fortunately, the Corpse Emperor would occasionally open the furnace, otherwise Kundi might not have progressed so quickly.

Before long, Qingyi arrived, bringing a group of little foxes who served fruit and wine, filling the place with the aroma of wine and intoxicating the spirit.

"You opened it before I even got there, White Emperor, you guys are too fast."

"Senior Annihilator, you're late, so you'll have to punish yourself with three thousand cups of wine!" the Crimson King joked.

"That would be terrible. If Baidi's wine cellar is empty, who among you will go in and fill it?"

"You still have the nerve to say that? With my master, that damned dragon, and you on top of that, when has my wine cellar ever been full?" Bai Ye feigned anger, causing the purple dragon that had come over from under the tree to roll its eyes.

"Anyway, you don't drink often. It's such a waste to let good wine go to waste."

“That makes sense. Just like Fellow Daoist Tianzi, you have unparalleled talent and are kind and reliable. With such good aptitude, you have always been alone. Even if you don’t think about yourself, you should at least think about the thousands of bright talents in my clan!” He Wushuang said with a smile.

Immediately, a group of people started to jeer, and the gazes of the heroes were fixed on him, making the emperor, who had become a quasi-immortal emperor, quite uncomfortable.

"If you fancy any woman, just tell me, and I'll personally arrange the match for you!" Destroyer smiled. The difference between being affectionate and being heartless may seem like just one word, but that's only from the outside. Once you're inside, even the coldest heart will be assimilated by its surroundings.

“I know that he once spent a romantic time with someone, but after becoming king, he was either fighting or in seclusion and rarely showed his face. I wonder if that woman is still waiting for him,” Zilong said.

"Don't talk nonsense!" The Emperor couldn't sit still any longer. Back then, when he first joined the alien realm, he went to the Nine Heavens Battlefield to fight against the young people of the Immortal Realm. Although he wasn't as popular as Huang, he was still quite well-liked. He did have a period of popularity back then. But he was an undercover agent. Could he accept that? He had always been repulsed by it. Now that he thought about it, it was completely unnecessary.

"Which ethnicity?" Bai Ye also became interested. This was rare. The Emperor was a taciturn man, and usually no one paid him any attention. He could sit for a whole day without uttering a sound. Compared to Shi Hao, that lively character, the Emperor was more than just a man of few words.

“He was a member of a small clan, and he has passed away.” The emperor shook his head. If the other person were still alive, he might have tried to accept him.

"Finding a wife is easy, just call Bai Zhi back, she has many girlfriends." Someone interjected, almost causing the emperor to lose his balance.

"Let bygones be bygones. Today, we stand here, not looking back, but looking to the future. The old era has passed, and a new era is about to begin. The future will be even more magnificent," Bai Ye said with a smile, raising his glass.

"The future will be even more magnificent?" Everyone was surprised.

"Will there be any strong figures in the future? Looking across the long river of history, there are very few." The Crimson King wondered.

“In the past, who could have known we would achieve what we have today? Take the destruction of the world, for example. Back then, he couldn’t sense the future powerhouses. It’s the same now. Who will be the powerhouse, and who might become the powerhouse, is all unknown,” Bai Ye said.

“That’s true.” Mie Shi nodded. Back then, they were just ignorant and thought there were only a few quasi-immortal emperors like themselves in the world. Who knew there were so many powerful people in the world?

"This reminds me of someone who was able to travel up the river of time and injure Chi. That woman seems to be no simple character either. She is from the future, an enemy rather than a friend." Kun Di said, his eyes showing solemnity. Chi has the potential to become a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, so how could the other party be any less capable?

"Who?" Everyone was curious upon hearing this. Coming up the river to beat someone up? So arrogant?

Kundi shook his head. "I don't know. I don't know if I'll run into her again. If I do, we'll go after her together."

As for the fact that the other party was able to go upstream, it's because when Chi tried to kill the young Ara, it was already a miracle that he wasn't directly killed by the backlash.

"We will encounter it again. A new era has already begun. The gears of time never stop for anyone. When the world returns to its normal course, a brand new golden age will bloom again."

Bai Ye smiled meaningfully. The era of "Covering the Sky" only lasted for hundreds of millions of years, which is not very long. It is possible that when he wakes up from a nap, those people will have already fought their way to the River of Souls.

Chapter 707 The Footprint Emperor

Some say that one's hometown is like a mother; fallen leaves must return to their roots, so how can one forget it?

A man stood before an earthen grave, gazing at it for a long time. He poured a jug of old wine, looked up at the universe, and turned to leave.

This is his pure land, his former homeland, isolated from the heavens, in a remote corner. It is not magnificent, and can even be described as dilapidated. Because it was given special care, even the substances for longevity were pitifully scarce.

Perhaps life will be difficult for the creatures that live on this earth in the future, but these people will eventually rise up.

Shi Hao left, taking a large group of people with him before heading to the heavens, including his own children.

This is an unprecedented beginning. Upon his return, the Desolate Emperor slew two emperors in the heavens, displaying the same strength and domineering presence as before, showing no compromise or fear.

Are you alright?

Luo Tianxian and Meng Hai were both stunned. Huang had definitely secretly reflected the power of many people, but Huang was not only unharmed, his strength seemed to have taken another step forward. From their perspective, Huang had already reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm. This cultivation speed was simply heaven-defying.

"A blessing in disguise." After chatting with the two for a while, Shi Hao left.

The heavens are slowly recovering, and both emperors are injured; he cannot drag these people down with him.

Soon after, he arrived at an underground cave, a vast cavern like a world in itself, filled with numerous celestial kings, some from ancient times, some of his followers, and some outstanding figures from the heavens.

"Heavenly Emperor, don't abandon us! We also want to fight!" Someone couldn't help but speak up when they saw Shi Hao appear, their voice filled with hope and longing.

“You will die. The place I’m going to isn’t suitable for you.” Shi Hao shook his head. He was suited to fighting alone. If he could win, he would fight; if he couldn’t, he would leave. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to bring people with him, but that he couldn’t.

"Take it with you. There are great terrors and great opportunities between life and death. Blindly protecting someone is not conducive to their growth."

The Willow Goddess also arrived, followed by the Burial Master, and also the Dao Ancestor of Heaven.

"Father, we must fight too!" Even Shi Ye spoke up. He didn't know how much pressure his father was under until he came to the Heavenly Palace.

After thinking for a moment, Shi Hao said, "I will oversee the Heavenly Realm for two hundred thousand years. During these two hundred thousand years, you should grow as much as possible."

"Two hundred thousand years..." The kings were overjoyed. They knew that this was already a great achievement. They were not afraid of death, but they were afraid that no one would lead them to continue fighting against the darkness.

The appearance of the Desolate Emperor shook not only the heavens but also the plateau.

That person was like an unkillable cockroach, too tough to live. They had driven him to the brink of despair many times, but now that he had disappeared and returned, he had actually brought the path to the Immortal Emperor to its end.

"What is he trying to do? Does he want to ascend to a higher realm? Dream on!" Even the Black Emperor couldn't sit still any longer and came to the ancestral land, intending to inform the progenitor about this matter.

However, when he got close to the ancestral land, he found that the fog was surging and the sound of weapons clashing was deafening. At the same time, a figure was knocked out of the ancestral land and almost crashed into him, which startled the Black Emperor and made him tremble and quickly lower his head.

"Don't speak," the Golden Emperor reminded him, his back to the ancestral land like a statue.

The Black Emperor wasn't stupid; it was obvious that the White Ancestor was inside. It was hard to say just how strong the White Ancestor was. According to the Golden Emperor, he could fight two against one. The Ancestors often fought with the White Ancestor. Otherwise, why would the Ancestors sometimes leave their ancestral land to actively seek out the White Ancestor to discuss the Dao?

It's because Bai Zu is truly terrifying, and also because Bai Zu can use the power of others to cultivate, which the ancestors also want to profit from.

Several days passed before the fighting in the ancestral land gradually subsided. Only then did the ancestor speak, "What is it?"

"Reporting to the Ancestor, Huang has appeared and has reached the end of the Immortal Emperor's Path." The Black Emperor said cautiously. This is a potential formidable enemy. It is rumored that his talent is second only to the White Ancestor. He was afraid that Huang would also break through the limits.

"If you want to perform the sacrificial ceremony, besides needing a lot of time to prepare, you also cannot be disturbed. There was only a slight possibility before. You all go. You don't need to guard the plateau. Don't give him a chance, or he will never be able to perform the sacrificial ceremony."

Upon hearing the ancestor's words, the emperors were greatly encouraged. That's right, if Huang is not given a chance, how can he become a sacrificial priest? Not to mention that if so many of them attacked together, they could wear Huang down even if they took turns attacking.

But this statement made Bai Ye's lips twitch. The Ancestor only knew that the sacrificial ceremony required a lot of time to prepare, but he did not know that there was an even more domineering way to sacrifice, which was to drive people into a desperate situation, and that was the most in line with the true meaning of the sacrificial ceremony.

Bai Ye doesn't know how many desperate situations Shi Hao went through from Immortal Emperor to Sacrificial Dao. In the original work, Shi Hao once brought a large number of heroes. As the battles progressed, the people around him gradually fell with each sacrifice. Even the Butcher and the Burial Master who became Immortal Emperors perished. Only later did Liu Shen carry Shi Hao, leaving a bloody mark with every step.

Unfortunately, he also wanted to fight, but reason told him that the best way was to use the Ancestor's research on the final realm, which was the difference between knowing and not knowing.

If he told Shi Hao that the plateau was alive and its power level was above that of the Sacrifice Path, Shi Hao would probably turn around immediately and begin his journey to the Crouching Dragon.

After all, the high plateau is really too unreliable.

"Did you touch it?"

The ancestral land was shrouded in darkness. There were people covered in white hair, looking like zombies. They didn't care about a wasteland, or even whether a wasteland would become a sacrificial path. What truly mattered to them was that a wisp of that person's shadow had appeared in this era, and even this unexpected person had become a being of this level.

“No, there is still no way up. If there is still a glimmer of hope at this level, then the higher levels are nothingness, without any trace to be found.” Bai Ye shook his head.

The path of the Bronze Coffin Master is suitable for constant battles, gradually sublimating from despair. This approach is too radical, always harboring an attitude of mutual destruction.

This is related to the environment the other party was in back then, and it is more like a path that was born out of accident.

Perhaps because the master of the bronze coffin was the first person to reach that level, there is only one path in the world. This path has become the only true path. The cultivators below converge on all paths, constantly breaking through bottlenecks and pushing aside the obstacles in front of them. They instinctively want to move closer to this path, just like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea. Everyone wants to break through to a higher level, and in the end, they will all converge on the only true path.

But before Baiye entered the sea, he jumped out and stopped pushing away the mud in front of him. He didn't want to enter the sea, but wanted to become the sea himself.

Following in the footsteps of predecessors will never allow you to surpass them; to break through limitations, you must forge your own path.

How can one find their ultimate destination in a new world? Is it by finding that mysterious space, or by breaking through limitations and making that space exist because of oneself?

He didn't know much about that space; it was more like a place of rebirth, where all the sacrificial rites throughout history had taken place.

"Am I able to sense it? Or must I die to reach that space?"

Bai Ye was unaware that he felt the true path of sacrifice was a transcendence, a transcendence of self, time, space, all laws and order, and a true standing above the world.

It's like the world is a ball; if he jumps out of this ball, then he transcends it.

"How do we do it? First, we fight the progenitor. Once we've fought enough of them, the path will become clear."

"boom!"

Another great battle broke out in the ancestral land. One person appeared out of nowhere, overpowering the three ancestors. His imperial sword surged, and his fists opened and closed, constantly colliding with stone clubs, greatswords, and blood spears.

In just a moment, a white-haired zombie was sent flying backward, followed by a figure covered in black animal fur that staggered backward, and the last one stood upright holding a stone club, his body covered in sword wounds, with a fist that had stopped in front of him almost piercing through his skull.

"The younger generation is truly formidable," exclaimed one of the ancestral figures watching the battle. Fortunately, their ancestors were always of one mind and did not rank themselves; otherwise, this person's combat prowess would have put them in a very difficult position.

"It was all thanks to the mercy shown by you fellow Daoists." Bai Ye withdrew his fists, cupped his hands, and turned to leave.

After he left, a blurry outline began to appear in the deeper part of the ancestral land. "Aren't you afraid that you are playing with fire? He still has something to hold back. If he rebels one day, it will shake our foundation."

Outsiders cannot approach the ancestral land and do not know its secrets, but that person is different. He can stay in the ancestral land unharmed and is even unaffected by the primordial matter. If he were to destroy the plateau in a fit of anger one day, it would cause them to suffer as well.

"No, he saw that person's shadow with his own eyes. Like us, he is also searching for that person's past. We are of the same mind. In fact, he took the initiative to supervise the next grand ceremony."

The ancestral land was very dark, but if someone were here, they would definitely be able to see that there were not five ancestors in the ancestral land, but two faint shadows, possibly seven. All seven figures were looking at the departing figure. The person was not returning to the ancestral land, but went to the altar in the sea.

"Just don't raise a tiger that will become a menace."

Whether raising a tiger has backfired is unknown, but on the other hand, that tiger has truly grown up.

"God!"

One person appeared out of nowhere, causing the emperor to bleed profusely. He was like a true peerless hero, invincible and powerful. Even when surrounded, he could still show his domineering style.

"Wilderness!" The Black Emperor was both shocked and frightened. How could this bastard be so strong? Even with all of them coming out, they couldn't suppress him. Even the Golden Emperor was at a disadvantage.

"See? They're all paper tigers. Take out your weapons, regain your courage. Darkness isn't scary; what's scary is losing faith."