Perfect Double Agent

Next, the group stayed in this world for over a thousand years, traveling through the starry sky. They witnessed Cao Yusheng attain enlightenment, establish the Underworld, and become the King of the Underworld. They also saw Qingwei leave this world and embark on a mysterious ancient road hidden beyond the heavens.

That was the path the pollen had once walked, leaving behind much fortune. Bai Ye didn't disturb it; he was actually waiting for the pollen to revive, and even more so for the pollen to return to the sacrificial path.

He didn't know how long he could wait, or perhaps he would take the first step and end this era, ending all the rivalries.

"Are we really not going to follow?" Qingyi was very reluctant. Although Qingwei was not her biological daughter, she had raised her herself. In her eyes, Qingwei, who was only a little over a thousand years old, was still a child.

"No need. She'll find her way back when she grows up." Bai Ye was confident. As for whether Hua Fen would come back to fight him, her cheapskate father, or pretend nothing happened, it was hard to say.

……

Millions of years.

This brief period of time brought about earth-shattering changes to the lower realm and the upper realm as well.

But for beings who truly stand at the pinnacle, time is but a fleeting moment.

The Child of the Wilderness has become a Quasi-Immortal Emperor. His talent has shocked the heavens, and even the plateau has been alarmed.

Some ancestors believed that the Child of the Wilderness had the potential to become an Immortal Emperor, a possibility that was extremely high, just as if the father was a king, the son could basically grow up to be a quasi-king.

"Eliminate him." A decree resounded from the depths of the plateau, causing a great tremor. This was the first time they had ever heard their ancestor issue such an order.

"And there's Huang. He's deduced his true form. Let's join forces to kill him."

On that very day, the three progenitors personally went to the empty tree and found Bai Ye.

"Why are you brothers so angry?" Bai Ye asked calmly, looking at the three progenitors in front of him.

"Huang killed my descendant, the Silver Emperor, and condemned him to eternal silence," the White-Haired Ancestor said with a gloomy expression.

Each progenitor actually corresponds to a Celestial Emperor, and the Dark Celestial Emperor is equivalent to their successor. The Dark Celestial Emperor is unaware of this relationship, but Bai Ye is fully aware of it.

"Speaking of which, he has already lost two Immortal Emperors." Bai Ye nodded. The first was the Purple Emperor, whom Shi Hao killed when he first achieved the Dao of Sacrifice. The second was the Silver Emperor. So far, no one has been added to the list.

"There's no rush to kill Huang. He'll just run away when he sees me. The most important thing right now is to replenish our supplies."

"Do you have someone in mind, fellow Daoist?" The White-Haired Ancestor pondered to himself, wondering what this person meant and whether he wanted to take the opportunity to arrange his own people.

Your power is already considerable. You have two Immortal Emperors under your command and a large group of Quasi-Immortal Emperors. Among the eleven progenitors, you are the strongest and most powerful.

"As for the Silver Emperor, his biological son can inherit the throne. As for the Purple Emperor, I think we should choose one from the lower realm. After all, we should give those people a chance to prove themselves."

“You can choose from anywhere, as long as it’s not one of your people.” The three progenitors remained silent, their expressions softening considerably. Replacing an Immortal Emperor with a Primordial One was not difficult; it was simply a matter of arranging a small sacrifice, combined with primordial matter, and it was virtually impossible to fail.

"As for Huang, I will work with you to deduce his location."

"That would be perfect."

They act swiftly and decisively, with Bai Ye as the main figure and the three progenitors as assistants, working together to deduce that no spacetime can hide from them.

"Wait... he's actually among my clan!"

The location of the desolate place has been deduced; it's not in the secluded world, but on the plateau. That scoundrel is drinking and making merry with a low-level cultivator in a small tribe, which is truly unbelievable.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place, Wilderness!" the White-haired Ancestor roared, causing Bai Ye's eyes to twitch in the shadows.

You're such a daredevil, you really dare to come here.

"kill!"

Shi Hao angrily smashed his wine cup, raised his Emperor Sword, and cleaved the Black Emperor Clan's territory. The vast sword light, numbering in the billions, surged across the plateau, terrifying countless creatures into trembling. The few minor cultivators in front of him were dumbfounded, trembling as they pointed at the majestic Desolate Mountain, speechless.

"You've got guts!"

A stone staff flew across the sky, while a large white sleeve swept out, carrying countless sword lights toward the outside world.

"Has this guy gotten stronger again...?" Shi Hao looked at the white-clad man among the four figures, his heart filled with surprise.

He couldn't discern at what level his opponent was at in the path of sacrifice, but he was certain that he was still no match for him.

So he slashed at Gao Yuan with his sword, then turned and left.

"Where can you run to!" shouted the ancestor, chasing after them.

Bai Ye also made a move, striking from afar, causing the entire universe to crack open. The vast aura engulfed the Sea of ​​Time and enveloped the present world. Even across the endless distance, it sent shivers down Shi Hao's spine.

He's been locked on. This guy is too tough to deal with. This time, he'll be badly injured even if he doesn't die. Everyone thinks he's blocking the plateau, but little do they know, he's not blocking it, but restraining it. Most of the time, he's on the run.

The Fourth Patriarch is taking action, and the middle and upper levels below him are also taking action.

"Little Bai Zhi, you're no good anymore. Why don't you go and beg your Uncle Tian to bring the Child of the Wilderness to you and avenge you?"

"Who said that? I just need some more time. I will become a Dao Ancestor too." Bai Zhi said with dissatisfaction. She had no idea that Huang would grow up so fast. His father was a Daoist priest, so how bad could his son be?

Just like her ancestor, it is said that her ancestor hid a daughter whose talent was far more terrifying than hers. Although she has not met her yet and does not know if the other party has become a quasi-immortal emperor, she is certain that once the other party returns, no one in the world will be able to compare with her generation.

In fact, the people here are unaware that in the distant heavens, a figure has already appeared. She holds a furnace filled with flames and stares at the enormous, unclosed spacetime rift in the outer world, her beautiful eyes unmoving.

Her memories have returned, though it was a retraining process. Her knowledge and experience remain, but even so, she still can't understand why that person resurrected her.

Was it to study fire channels, or because her relationship with the owner of the bronze coffin was discovered over time?

The memory of calling him "father" repeatedly caused her emotions to fluctuate, and she didn't know how to face it.

Chapter 712 The Divine Daughter and the Divine Son

The power of ritualistic parent-child relationships was previously unknown, but in this era, it has almost become a symbol.

A group of veterans stood behind him, with the Heavenly Dao Child by his side. He was a young man whose brilliance could illuminate time and space. He inherited the grandeur of the wilderness, with an almost identical appearance, unparalleled temperament, and deep, penetrating eyes. His whole being was radiant, and the rhythm of the Great Dao surged. Even in the heavens, it would be difficult to find anyone who could compare to him.

Almost everyone who sees this person will believe that this person will definitely become an immortal emperor in the future, without any surprises.

"What do you mean by 'certain success'? His talent is astounding as the wilderness. Back then, no one thought he could become an Immortal Emperor," a Dark Dao Ancestor sneered.

It wasn't just one or two people, but a large group. They came from the lower realm, and the ancestor gave them an opportunity to participate in the selection. The one who killed the most enemies could become an Immortal Emperor.

This was the most exciting part. They had waited for so long, and finally this opportunity had arrived. Not only them, but the Dao Ancestors from the plateau also came together.

"Growing too fast is not good; the more world-renowned you are, the faster you will die." A group of people stood on a mountain, gazing at the vast land in the distance, bathed in celestial light.

"Not necessarily. Such people are often quite lucky, provided they don't inherit their father's bad luck."

Ultimately, they couldn't help but feel envious. The further they went, the more difficult it became, and sometimes having a good bloodline could be more valuable than many people who worked hard and cultivated themselves.

Like Bai Zhi, although that little fairy's bloodline is not as terrifying as Xiao Shitou's, if given a few more years, she could also become a quasi-immortal emperor.

Bloodlines are not useless; the higher the level, the more terrifying the bonus they provide, which would make many Immortal Kings envious.

"I am the true dragon of the Heavenly Court! Who dares to challenge me!"

Just as everyone was chatting and laughing, a dragon suddenly appeared at the edge of the sky. Its body was boundless, sweeping away endless clouds and mist. Its head was majestic and ferocious, its power overwhelming heaven and earth. It looked out from afar, not at them, but at the Silver Emperor Clan.

"A true dragon... I really miss it."

The group on the mountaintop turned their heads in disbelief. Although the True Dragon could now be called the Dao Ancestor, he was still far behind them.

"He's gotten smarter and isn't attacking my tribe anymore?" Kundi rubbed his eyes, feeling a little uneasy.

The True Dragon has been very brave over the years, growing stronger with each battle. However, the True Dragon has also died the most times. It's not that the True Dragon is weak, but rather that whenever they encounter each other, they start ganging up on each other, causing the True Dragon to perish in every battle. The resentment in its heart could probably turn into an ocean.

Now, things have gotten worse; they don't even come anymore.

Following the True Dragon, the army was densely packed, led by quasi-immortal emperors such as Butcher, Willow Tree, Burial Master, and Footprint Emperor.

Even the cycle of reincarnation has appeared, almost entirely composed of the main forces of the Heavenly Court. Their massive army is pressing in, seemingly targeting the Silver Emperor Clan, hoping to further weaken their power while this clan is without an emperor.

The starting point was good, but that doesn't mean the Silver Emperor Clan is really bad. As an imperial clan, the Silver Emperor Clan is not lacking in Dao Ancestors, nor in talents. The same applies to other clans. They are the natural enemies of the heavens and the nemesis of all living beings. There are no weaklings among imperial clans.

"Boom!"

The distant heavens and earth trembled, and the sky for thousands of miles collapsed. The true dragon took the initiative to strike, and when the dragon fist was unleashed, all worlds seemed to shatter.

"A fight has broken out. Should we go to their aid?"

“Go ahead, it’s just a small sacrifice after all.” Gu Zu said, looking into the distance. He knew that his friend had become a Quasi-Immortal Emperor through the Great World of Reincarnation. He was genuinely happy for his old friend’s success, but he didn’t want his friend to get involved in the mess of the Heavenly Realm. The environment here was far more brutal than in the lower realm.

Just as the reason why they all mobilized in such a large way was because of the will of the progenitor, the progenitor wanted the Son of the Wilderness to shed blood in this era, and the Son of the Wilderness was bound to encounter an accident.

The reason for this is that the Immortal Emperor is equivalent to the offspring of the Primordial Ancestor. The killing of their own offspring is the fundamental reason for the Primordial Ancestor's extreme rage. In other words, this is a revenge.

This also proves one thing: beings killed by the sacrificial level cannot be resurrected, like the pollen of the heavens and the purple and silver emperors of the plateau. Otherwise, why would the latter two need to be eternally silent? There were five ancestors. With the combined power of the five, what could not be reflected?

The result was that the Purple and Silver Emperors proved that even the Primordial Ancestor was not omnipotent. Although his power level seemed extremely high, he also had shortcomings.

But there is a contradiction here. There is a mysterious power in the ancestral land of the plateau that can revive the progenitor. If it can revive the progenitor, why can't it revive the immortal emperor who was killed by the progenitor?

The explanation given on the plateau is that its origin has been obliterated, thus preventing its resurrection. However, Gu Zu believes that this is because the ultimate power on the plateau is flawed.

While seemingly powerful and standing eternally atop the plateau, the power there is actually not perfect. This is a new discovery, or perhaps Ye'er already knew it.

Not only did he notice it, but the other person was also suspicious.

"My appearance and origins have both changed. If I ascend to the plateau, will I be able to see through it?"

The woman shook her head, believing it impossible. She was pollen, but not entirely the pollen of the past. She did not regain her past power, but instead chose to rebuild it, focusing on the Fire Path and Seed Path, with pollen as a secondary focus. This was a deception; all the paths had been prepared for her, just waiting for her to return to the plateau.

"Should we go back...?"

"I was too hasty in my previous life. There are still some things there that need to be investigated and verified. Going back seems like a good option."

Then, another peerless figure appeared in this world, dressed in flowing white robes, surrounded by flames that seemed to engulf the sky. His face was flawless and breathtakingly beautiful, and his tall and slender figure illuminated the entire battlefield the moment he appeared out of nowhere.

The heavens and earth trembled, and all things boiled. The fire of life, the fire of the primordial spirit, and the fire of the Great Dao, like three new substances, surrounded the figure, bathing everything around her in an astonishing flame of life.

"She's...from the plateau?"

The Celestial Ancestor frowned, for the other party was approaching them, not a friend, but a formidable enemy!

"Kill her."

Someone shouted that this woman was too perfect and otherworldly. Her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, and her eyes were like autumn water. She was full of classical beauty. Her red lips were eye-catching, and her swan neck was snow-white. She had a noble and indifferent air about her.

But this woman resembled someone in their minds in some way, at least two or three times.

"burn!"

The newcomer exhaled lightly, and a great fire blazed up the sky, as if burning time and space, burning all things and spirits in the world. The fire was very strange, as if it locked onto time and space, setting both the enemy and the newcomer on fire, causing the Dao Ancestor who had come to kill him to let out a terrified scream.

His physical body was burning, his primordial spirit was burning, and the Great Dao and the origin were also burning. This was irreversible, even more terrifying than the transformation of the Dao, impossible to escape, and impossible to extinguish.

In just a few breaths, a Dao Ancestor perished before the woman, his body turning into ashes that scattered across the scene, sending chills down the spines of the onlookers and filling their hearts with terror.

That was a Dao Ancestor! People at that level are usually hard to kill, but she broke that limitation. Killing a Dao Ancestor was as easy as killing a Celestial King for her.

"You all go elsewhere, I'll take care of her!"