Perfect Double Agent

"Heavenly Emperor..."

The murmurs of all beings, hearing those words that exploded in their minds, brought to mind the past glories and the passion in their hearts.

"Kill! Follow the Heavenly Emperor, reclaim our glory, and carve out a bright future!" someone roared, and an arrow shot out for billions of miles, shattering the universe, destroying stars, and plunging straight into the Dark Zone. That was the Butcher.

There was also a young man who roared, accompanied by hundreds of veterans. He was braver than anyone else in the army and charged straight into the dark border. He was so much like Huang Sheng, like a new immortal emperor. His heroic spirit was extremely striking.

"He is the Son of the Wilderness! Kill him, and let the Wilderness be without an heir!" the dark creature roared.

"A pack of defeated dogs, yet they dare to fight!" Many people were furious. They hadn't even gone to provoke the heavens yet, and these people dared to attack them. Were they too weak to wield their swords, or were they simply not cold-blooded enough?

"What should we do? Fight?" Among the Bai people, some were looking at the black-robed man sitting cross-legged on the mountaintop.

"That goes without saying. Keep a close eye on Huang's direct descendants. Kill ten, and you'll get one Emperor Pill. Kill as many as you want. I'll provide plenty of Quasi-Immortal Emperor Pills!"

This was a grand gesture, causing the kings to roar with excitement. Even the Sword King, Qu Chong, and others were breathing rapidly with excitement.

Everyone knows that this person has a grudge against Huang, and they are even the natural enemies of the Nine Heavens. This is an Emperor Pill that he picked up for free.

"shortage!"

Even the corpses themselves couldn't resist and began to ascend to the sky. Such an opportunity for a group fight was too rare.

This was the first great battle after the new era. Whether it was ten or twelve, no one bothered to count anymore. Huang was besieged by the emperors and fought his way from the heavens into the sacrificial sea.

In the heavens above, the battle was even more astonishing. A willow tree took root in the world, and with a wave of its branches, millions of Kunpengs flew together and true phoenixes danced, shattering even a Dao Ancestor.

"This woman... has improved again!" a Dark Dao Ancestor roared, greatly surprised. They had never taken this person seriously before, but they never expected that her talent was so terrifying. Ironically, the White Clan Quasi-Immortal Emperors, who liked to hunt down the Heavenly Court's subordinates, were almost all absent.

"I will become Emperor!"

On the battlefield, many immortal kings were roaring, but the loudest roar came from the Butcher. He was a fierce man, with few rivals among the kings. He single-handedly carved a bloody path through the enemy lines, and his bravery was unstoppable.

"And us too!"

One after another, the Ten Fiends shone brightly on the battlefield, each one charging in and out of the kings. They were stronger than before. The battlefield was indeed the best place for growth, especially the True Dragon. With the Ancestral Dragon Dharma Form unfolded, none of the kings could rival them.

Even his son inherited his father's might; a crimson dragon swept across the battlefield, and with a single thud of its dragon fist, its dragon might reached the heavens.

"Son of the True Dragon!"

The Crimson Dragon was targeted, and a magnificent Kunpeng carrying Yin and Yang charged forward. On its back, a woman in white stood against the wind. Wherever she passed, fragments of spacetime flew, magic immunity fields surged, and she remained untouched by any magic, an astonishingly transcendent figure.

"Then...could it be that woman from the Gu tribe?!" Chi Long exclaimed in surprise. He had heard his junior brother mention her; she was the first person to make even the son of the Immortal Emperor suffer a setback.

This is just one corner of the battlefield. There are so many living beings, and everyone is blooming to their fullest, making this new era more exciting than ever before.

Beneath the surface of this great battle, some people were finally reborn.

"who I am……"

A figure stood on the vast earth, with a six-pointed wheel mark between his eyebrows. He looked up at the heavens, his face full of strangeness. He was clearly a middle-aged man, but he had a kind of primordial vitality on his body, as if he had just experienced a cycle of reincarnation.

Not only him, but in another place, someone else was resurrected. It was a young man reborn from broken bones, enveloped in dense Dao runes, with a world-weary look in his eyes.

"Thank you, Heavenly Emperor..." the young man sighed. He had been saved; it would have been difficult for him to do it on his own.

"Azure Emperor, Hong Emperor, Feather Emperor... I have returned, but where are you all!" The once calm young man's eyes blazed with excitement at the mention of those names.

As an emperor with the world in his heart, he should have shone brightly for eternity and left a profound mark on history. However, he only left three words in history and was even brutally attacked. Just thinking about it makes him so depressed that he feels like vomiting blood.

Footprint Emperor...who came up with that name!

Chapter 708 The Path of Desolate Sacrifice

"Great battles are not won by passion or willpower, but by sheer numbers. When will you understand this?"

The Sword King stood as steady as a mountain, his black hair flying wildly. Beside him, Qu Chong held a nine-colored gourd, his gray hair dancing without wind, his eyes filled with deathly grayness, carrying a terrifying aura of world destruction.

Before them lay a dragon covered in blood, its endless body riddled with wounds, its horns broken, its head fierce, lying lifeless in the shattered starry sky.

"Becoming an emperor? What makes you an emperor? My clan has never lacked people who are close to becoming emperors." A figure shrouded in black mist sneered.

The nail that sticks out gets hammered down. The True Dragon made too much noise and was targeted by them. They hunted it down here. Let alone one, even ten wouldn't be enough for them to kill. You should know why the Heavenly Emperor suffered repeated defeats. It wasn't because the Heavenly Emperor wasn't strong, but because they were too strong.

"And the Child of Desolation, kill him with all your might!" A Dao Ancestor issued the order.

The dark army was too large, like a boundless ocean, crashing against the heavens and the earth. The seemingly valiant forces of heaven began to retreat after the initial onslaught.

Even if someone can fight ten against one, they will eventually run out of strength.

"Anyone who dares to kill my nephew will have to get past me first!" A black-haired young man roared, his double pupils opening and closing, as if splitting the heavens and earth, his sword light endless, cleaving apart the two dark immortal kings who were attacking from the front.

This is a very powerful person, at least in the eyes of all living beings.

“Huang’s older brother…then you are far inferior to Huang!” Wang Qun surged forward, engulfing Shi Yi.

"Where is the Emperor? Are you hiding from me?" Someone exclaimed, their spirits soaring.

"You overestimate yourself. Our clan's Quasi-Immortal Emperor has only temporarily returned to the plateau. If he were to come in person, you would have no chance of survival."

"Quasi-Immortal Emperor... The Son of Heaven has become Emperor!"

This is shocking. You must know that he and the Emperor were once evenly matched and admired each other. Even the last time they met, the other was still a king. Unexpectedly, among their generation, the Emperor was the first to become an emperor after the Desolate Emperor.

The battles at the King level were fierce, and those at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level were equally brutal.

"Who do we have here? It's just that rat from back then. What, now that you've become an emperor, do you dare to face us directly?"

As the Burial Lord watched the black-robed emperor stride towards him, old memories flooded back. There was a time when he was the strongest being in the Three Realms, almost reaching the other side of the Boundary Sea. But one day, he saw a blurry outline and sensed a vast and terrifying aura. Therefore, he fled the Boundary Sea and hid himself in an ancient jar, buried in the deepest part of the burial ground, never daring to step into the Boundary Sea.

"Cang Emperor..." the Burial Master murmured. He had been targeted by this person, who had come specifically to kill him.

"Cang, your opponent is me, you bastard, all you know is bullying the weak and fearing the strong, this time I'm going to kill you!" someone else roared, his body ablaze with flames, streaking across the sky and quickly joining the battle.

"Eh... could you be...?" The Azure Emperor was greatly surprised when he saw the newcomer. It was a young man with wildly dancing hair and surging anger, but the familiar imperial aura reminded him of someone.

"Those nameless nobodys we killed back then?"

Footprint Emperor: "..."

What a pathetic nameless nobody! Even our greatest enemy doesn't remember our names. How tragic!

"Hong, Yu, come quick! I've discovered an old rival!" The Azure Emperor was very excited; calling his friends was instinctive.

"You defeated opponent, all you know is how to call for help?" Footprint Emperor said displeased. He had come up through the passage left by Desolate Emperor, but little did he know that his opponent was also here.

"Who said that? You fell back then, and we won. History remembers that period, and people call it the Fall of the Emperor." The Azure Emperor laughed strangely, but he admitted that this person was indeed very strong, but he was strong back then, not now.

"Heh, is it him? Even if the Immortal Emperor were to be resurrected, I wouldn't be surprised at all." Emperor Yu arrived, holding a blood-dripping spear. The ghastly blood light on the blade seemed to have just killed a Dao Ancestor, and it still exuded an astonishingly tragic aura.

"Then let's kill him again." Emperor Hong also arrived, blocking the retreat of the Burial Master and Emperor Footprint.

The tragedy of yesteryear is repeating itself, and past failures are being reenacted. Not only here, but the entire battlefield seems to be entering a cycle of reincarnation.

The heavens have been defeated. Most of those who went into battle were killed, and swarms of dark creatures roamed the ravaged battlefield, scavenging all sorts of debris.

This was like a blow to the head, as many heroes perished in the battle, including the elder brother of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, the banished immortal, the teacher of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, the Ten Fiends, the Ten Fiends' own children, as well as many Dao children from Heaven, and ancient heroes.

Even Liu Shen, due to her severe injuries, underwent a rebirth.

"Is the world in a cycle of reincarnation, and so is Heaven?" Someone walks silently through the ravaged landscape, searching for those who are still alive.

“Reincarnation…” A Qilin lying in a pool of blood was stunned. He never thought he would see this person again.

"It's me." Samsara looked at the Qilin King. The other party was too badly injured. His body was riddled with holes, and his head had been split open.

"You've become an emperor..." The Qilin King sensed something different. The other party's hand was enveloped in power, causing his primordial spirit, which was on the verge of collapse, to reunite.

"After all, my talent isn't bad either," Samsara whispered.

"Great, we have gained another emperor." The Qilin King sighed. Reincarnation was one of the most famous talents back then, whose talent amazed the era, but unfortunately he died too young.

"Where is Wu Zhong? Wasn't he resurrected by the Desolate Emperor? If he were here, our combat strength might increase significantly."

Reincarnation shook his head. He didn't know where his old friend was, or if he had never been resurrected at all. He had been searching for Gu, hoping that he could ask him when they met again.

"I wonder how the Heavenly Emperor is doing. I hope he didn't end up like us." The Qilin King gazed at the setting sun under the blood-red twilight. Sadly, the Heavenly Emperor had not returned.

In fact, Shi Hao did not want to return to the Heavenly Court, but he was unable to leave. He was very strong, and among the Dark Immortal Emperors, there were only two or three who could rival him. The strongest were Jin, Yin, and Hei Hui. In a one-on-one fight, he could easily defeat any of them, but Immortal Emperors were difficult to kill. No one gave him a chance to refine them, and even if he did refine them, they could be resurrected.

Gradually, they reached the depths of the Sacrifice Sea. Shi Hao wanted to use that altar to send everyone on their way, as this was the most effective method.

However, as soon as he arrived, he saw a figure with a back view, dressed in spotless white robes, with black hair flowing down his shoulders, sitting cross-legged on the blood waves. Time did not approach, the waves did not get close, and everything tangible and intangible calmed down when it came close to the other.

"That is……"

Even covered in blood, Shi Hao felt a tremor in his heart, as if he were facing a terrifying monster.

Even the Dark Emperors became much quieter upon arriving here, and dared not act recklessly.

"This guy..." Shi Hao narrowed his eyes. There are some people who can thrive no matter where they are. He felt that Brother Ye was like that. From childhood to adulthood, no matter where he was, he would always reach the top. Now, he felt that was the case. Even the Golden Emperor had to show awe. What a sight that was.

Has he... become the progenitor?

Shi Hao was shocked by his own thoughts. How could this be? He was beaten every day, but the other party claimed to be an ancestor and suddenly became one of the founders of the plateau. Was there any justice in this world?

We're brothers, how come there's such a big difference between us?

"Long time no see." Bai Ye stood up, he hadn't expected to see Shi Hao here.

"Why pretend? You've already fallen. Didn't they lure me here so you could kill me?" Shi Hao said coldly. He wanted to know if Brother Ye would make a move against him, or if he would hint at anything.

"Why would Bai Zu need to kill you? What are you all standing there for? Kill him!" Jin Di roared, charging forward with even greater ferocity than before.

Even the Black Emperor seemed to be on steroids, giving Shi Hao a strong sense of self-expression.

"With a stroke of fate, I will sever your imperial destiny!" The Gray Emperor roared, unleashing a forbidden imperial technique without reservation.

This means that Brother Ye has truly become the progenitor. These people are trying to curry favor with him. Could this be the message Brother Ye is trying to convey? He has successfully reached the top of the plateau, and one day he will subdue the people from there one by one, just like he would a foreign land?

If that's the case, he could accept it. Being able to quell the greatest darkness in the world would be an unparalleled achievement, no matter what he did.

But the next moment, a hand silently appeared behind him. With a single strike, the world was turned upside down, the laws disappeared, and the Great Dao collapsed. Under that single strike, his entire Dao seemed to vanish.

"Pfft!"

Shi Hao's chest was pierced through, revealing his internal organs. He staggered and almost fell over.

"You!" Shi Hao's whole body was shaking. This was a real attack, shaking his foundation and damaging his very essence. Why was this happening? Was it all just wishful thinking on his part?

"Hahaha, Huang is finished! His foundation in the Great Dao has crumbled, and he will never be able to perform the Dao sacrifice again. Quick, kill him!" The Golden Emperor roared. That palm strike was too vicious, aiming to destroy Huang from the root.

"white night!"

Shi Hao's eyes were red, not from anger, but from heartbreak. He had never doubted this man, and even when the other party attacked him, he had no complaints, because he always firmly believed that Brother Ye was still Brother Ye.