Perfect Double Agent

He had disheveled hair and wore ancient clothes from an unknown era, which had rotted away over time.

"Who am I...Where am I...?"

The chubby man looked bewildered. He looked at his hands, then at his body covered in tattered rags, and finally at the earthen grave beneath him, completely at a loss.

Even without any past memories, he knew he should be dead, but he didn't know why he had come back to life.

The sky was dark, the earth was crimson, and a figure dragged his obese body, wandering aimlessly across the land, gazing at this vast and boundless world.

Humans dislike loneliness, and the fat man was no exception. He instinctively wanted to find his own kind, but he was disappointed. There were many races in this world, as well as many terrifying beasts. Every day, the survival of the fittest in nature was being played out, cruel and bloody. He had seen flying tigers and rocs with outstretched wings that covered the sky, but he had never seen a human.

Is the world too desolate, or are there no living beings like humans?

At first he didn't know, but later he said that if one's cultivation is deep enough, one can travel to other planets where there were chaotic and ferocious beasts in the past.

“Cultivation? I seem to have heard of it…”

This was the fat man's physical instinct; it was as if he had experienced those things before.

"I want to go see another star. I feel like I've lost too many old memories and forgotten a lot of the past."

The fat man sets off again, seeking both spiritual cultivation and the search for his past life: who buried him? And how was he resurrected?

If he was buried, are there many more people in the world who will be buried?

Then, a person appeared, frantically digging holes in the earth, leaving the ferocious beasts dumbfounded.

But to be honest, that strange fat man did dig up quite a few corpses of living beings. Some were so ancient that their origins were hard to trace, some had incredibly strong bones that could withstand countless calamities, some were as vast as stars, and some even had mysterious patterns on their bones.

This star is like an ancient battlefield ruin, with all kinds of skeletons, shattered giant weapons, and seemingly endless underground.

Until one day, the entire star was shrouded in a vast expanse of yin energy, and all living beings trembled in fear, cursing the madman.

"You despicable humans, look how much he's enjoying himself." A ferocious beast stood atop the mountain, glaring at the fat man with his eyes closed amidst millions of corpses, gritting its teeth in anger. If the fat man's flesh hadn't been so tough that they couldn't bite it, they would have killed him long ago.

This is a scourge, releasing a massive amount of yin energy and completely altering the environment of this star.

“Since there is no cultivation method in the world, then I will create one.” The fat man was very persistent. He studied the ancient books he had unearthed during the day and continued to dig at night. He did this repeatedly and became more and more accustomed to it.

Until one day, he dug up a vine, ate it, and unexpectedly discovered the source of his suffering within his body.

This is the source of power. It is unknown whether it existed originally or because he ate the Yin Vine. However, he felt divine power and could cultivate. In this era of creation, he used the lightning tribulation to constantly cleanse his Yin energy and became one of the first people to cultivate.

In fact, some beings had already figured it out before him. Some races were born strong, with innate talents and divine power, and could sense the existence of the Great Dao. Others were nurtured by heaven and earth and chaos, and were almost at the pinnacle of all living beings as soon as they were born. This is why some people in the world can move across stars.

One year, ten years, one hundred years... one thousand years!

The world gradually became more prosperous. Although the overall environment was still wild and desolate, cultivation methods began to spread in many places. In addition, the essence of heaven and earth in many places was so concentrated that it turned into liquid. Powerful cultivators were not everywhere, but they were no longer as rare as in the past.

In particular, there is a star known as the Pluto, which is said to be inhabited by a powerful being who is struck by lightning every day. This being possesses extraordinary abilities, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas, plucking the sun and moon with a single hand, and reversing yin and yang. His magical power is boundless.

Looking across the surrounding galaxies, that one is the only god, worshipped by countless races day and night.

"So there are so many races in the world..."

Meanwhile, the fat man, whose legend was told by the world, had long since shed his confusion. He was majestic and strode through the starry sky for many years, observing the world and traveling the world. The past era was still a mystery. Even though he had become so powerful that he could resonate with the universe on his own, he always felt that something was missing.

"Is it the passage of time...?"

Unbeknownst to him, despite his immense power and the title of Lord of the Underworld, who held sway over life and death and was unparalleled in the universe, the passage of time would still affect him. In other words, his lifespan would eventually run out, and he would die of old age like other races in the world.

"My cultivation journey isn't over yet; I'm not strong enough..."

The fat man went into seclusion again, remaining so for a thousand years. When he reappeared, billions of thunderbolts roared from the depths of the universe, and the destructive lightning continued unabated. But after the lightning subsided, an unprecedentedly powerful aura appeared, shocking the universe and shaking all races. No matter where one was or where one was, one could feel that vast aura that reigned supreme.

"Once I attain enlightenment, I will become the Heavenly Venerable!"

These simple eight words became law, causing earth-shattering phenomena that made the Great Dao tremble, leaving the primordial spirits of countless beings blank and their bodies bowing in worship.

This is the first supreme being among all races in the world, the most powerful being in the universe, representing a pinnacle, the highest of all races. For the world, this is an epoch-making event of great significance.

It was the appearance of the Celestial Venerable that pointed out a clear path for everyone in the world. Longing, desire, and yearning filled everyone's heart. The more powerful a person was, the more they longed for that supreme position.

Chapter 710

The emergence of the Celestial Venerable Era was a brand new milestone and a beginning for this world.

That Celestial Venerable can be said to be the first creator of the Dharma. Because he was frequently struck by lightning, he was known to the world as the Celestial Venerable Who Transcends Tribulation.

This also established a formal cultivation system for the world, based on the five great secret realms, to gradually develop oneself.

In the years that followed, many years later, a second Celestial Venerable appeared, known as the Moral Celestial Venerable, who created the world-shaking Daoist scriptures.

This is the true era of Celestial Venerables, a magnificent and turbulent time. One Celestial Venerable after another appears at the beginning of this era, each unique, reigning supreme over the universe, dominating the three thousand realms, and shining brightly upon all living beings.

But beyond that world, the heavens and earth shone even brighter, and one path of evolution after another appeared in the heavens. Some became sources of light, leaping to the level of Dao Ancestors, like butchers, while others roared like dragons, shaking the world like true dragons.

The world does not know where the Heavenly Emperor is. Those who died in the past have been resurrected and, led by the Dao Ancestor, are fighting against darkness once again.

Some say that the Heavenly Emperor went a step further, single-handedly blocking the high-level combat power of the plateau and waging a great battle with the Primordial Ancestor in time and space.

Some say that the Heavenly Emperor is giving them opportunities to grow, waiting for those who come after to fight alongside him.

But in fact, even though Shi Hao had become an ancestor, he still felt weak. The three ancestral ancestors plus a group of immortal emperors were a number that no one could stop. Even someone as strong as him had been injured many times.

What's most infuriating is that he occasionally encounters a figure that manifests in space and time. Sometimes the figure watches silently, and sometimes it takes action personally, clearly watching him get beaten up.

To this day, he still can't understand why Brother Ye is so obsessed with the plateau. According to his deduction, there should be no more than five ancestors on the plateau. Not to mention that they joined forces, Brother Ye alone could overturn the plateau. Even if the ancestors could be resurrected, they would still be reduced to their grandsons.

"Is there some hidden story I don't know about?"

This might be a hint that there is a power on the plateau that even Brother Ye is powerless against.

"Is it resurrection?"

Shi Hao thought a lot. He felt it must be related to resurrection. What kind of power could make the ancestors he killed reappear?

In the past, there have been instances of Immortal Emperors being resurrected. One time, he risked serious injury to kill an Ancestor, but not long after, the Ancestor rejoined the battlefield as if nothing had happened. Resurrection is not only effective for Immortal Emperors, but also for Ancestors.

This is the ultimate secret of the plateau. Brother Ye must know it, and Pollen should also know something about it. I just don't know if Luo and the others have found Pollen again.

In fact, Luo and Meng Hai were also puzzled. They had tried to reflect the pollen during this period, but all traces of it had disappeared, and even the seed itself had not reappeared.

"In spring I plant a seed, in autumn I will reap a bountiful harvest."

In a tranquil, untouched paradise among the heavens, a figure buried a strange, blood-red seed in the soil, carefully watered it, and then covered it with earth.

The water is rootless, dreamlike and hazy, its origin unknown. The soil is brilliant crystalline soil, initially appearing white as if time and space were burning, but upon closer inspection, it is pitch black, like the ashes left after some unknown substance has burned.

"Are you a human being, or what?" A woman beside her smiled, her face as radiant as a flower.

You must know that every move this person makes contains immeasurable power, and every word and action can change the Great Dao. What he says and does may seem ordinary, but it can directly evolve a mortal seed into a human.

"You reap what you sow. What I think in my heart is what I will grow."

"Are you lonely? Should we call them both back?"

The woman in green reached out and stroked the man's handsome face. Looking into his deep, wise, and calm eyes, she realized that this man had long since shouldered everything and had protected so many people beneath his imposing figure.

He is the goal that everyone follows, and the only god in everyone's hearts.

"With you by my side, how can I be lonely?" Bai Ye smiled and held those slender, fair hands. Even though he had become a quasi-Immortal Emperor, the other's hands were still a little cold.

"We'll get tired of it sooner or later. We're not teenagers anymore, and we don't miss each other after just one day. We're all adults now."

Even so, everything seems like it was just yesterday; she hasn't changed, and neither has he.

The higher one's cultivation level, the less one pursues worldly desires. She has no desire for power like the original body, nor does she yearn to become an Immortal Emperor, nor does she have any demands on others. She has her beloved by her side every day, watching the sunrise and sunset together. Even though she is far away from the prosperous pastoral life of the world, she still feels content.

Looking back, her greatest wish was to break free from her original body and become an independent person.

This is a person who is indifferent to worldly affairs, preferring to live a peaceful life and quietly observe the ups and downs of the world.

“You guys will never get tired of me, never.” Bai Ye shook his head. Even at his current level, he had once felt a little lost. He worried that one day he would lose his way and feel that everything in the world was fake.

The Desolate Heavenly Emperor and the Bronze Coffin Master are all illusions.

But the gentle warmth on his lips reminded him that it was all real. As a human being, he had feelings, and everyone had something to rely on in their heart. Some people placed this reliance on the people around them, like him.

"Stop it... Hahaha... It itches..."

Qingyi blushed and wanted to escape, like a naughty child. She couldn't bear to see the other person deep in thought, because once he started thinking, he seemed to fall into a state of detachment from desires. She was afraid that one day this person would become as cold and indifferent as those dark immortal emperors and progenitors.

After all, the level of the Sacrificial Dao is too terrifying. With a single thought, all things can be relived; with a single word, all things can be created. Wherever this great power passes, what in the world cannot be reproduced?

"No, it's daytime now..."

"Look, it's getting dark."

With a flick of her sleeve, the bright sunlight vanished, and darkness enveloped the world, cool and hazy, causing Qingyi to roll her eyes and remain speechless.

They left, but a silent, eerie wind swept through the land, as if someone in the darkness were looking back.

The face was obscured, and it was unclear whether it was male or female. The outline revealed a tall figure with disheveled hair, covered in a ghastly blood, and emanating an ominous mist, like a ghostly figure in the night, standing before the mound.

In fact, she had been observing for a long time, and the other party must have noticed her presence, but they had been pretending not to see her.

What could possibly motivate a complete stranger to go to such lengths to search for fragments of her past across time and space, using their own life essence combined with a wisp of divine essence she left behind, along with traces from past times and spaces, to re-reflect upon her as a person?

Strictly speaking, she cannot be resurrected, at least not by her. At most, she can use a mirror image of a body to be resurrected, but this would take a lot of time and there is no guarantee of success.

But this person's power was too terrifying. She felt that the other party must have surpassed the ancestor by a great deal. It was because of this that the other party found the path she had taken in the past, and even traced back to the time when she fell into the world from the plateau.

She wasn't sure how much the other person knew, or whether they had seen the small courtyard and the person who raised her there.

But one thing she was certain of was that as long as her lingering resentment entered the seed in the soil, she could use this opportunity to be resurrected without being discovered by the progenitors.

……

One year, two years, ten years...

Spring came and went again and again, until one day, two stunningly beautiful women, one in black and one in white, each riding a dragon, returned from the world beyond.

"Awoo, I'm back!"

"Where are you, my countless descendants of the dragon, my hundreds of millions of subjects!"

A dragon's roar shook countless small beasts, causing them to tremble and prostrate themselves. It also caused lightning and thunder to flash and winds to rage throughout the world. However, once the dragon reached its center, all the strange phenomena of heaven and earth disappeared, making it impossible to approach.

"Stop making noise, or you'll wake my daughter and I'll crush her head!" A pleasant female voice rang out, causing everyone to gasp in shock.

"Uh……"

Zi Long was stunned, and even the two stunningly beautiful women stared blankly, "Daughter..."

is it possible?