Perfect Double Agent

The mere thought of these enemy resources makes all the heroes' teeth ache.

"You don't need to underestimate yourselves. Senior Wushang is already preparing for his transformation. If he succeeds, he has a good chance of becoming an Immortal Emperor in the future. He is very focused on his path and his cultivation speed has always been good." Bai Ye revealed another piece of news, which startled everyone.

“No wonder he didn’t come this time.” Gu Zu couldn’t help but be moved. Wu Shang has always been reliable and has always been very serious about cultivation. He has actually made it to this point without saying a word.

“Everyone has hope. Take the Emperor, for example. He’s quite good. If he keeps going, it’s not impossible for him to become an Immortal Emperor in the future.” Bai Ye looked at the silent Emperor at the back of the crowd, which startled the man.

In an instant, pairs of eyes turned to him, leaving the emperor somewhat at a loss for words.

But his once quiet heart was pounding wildly, filled with excitement and a touch of joy. Even someone as composed as him was hearing the White Emperor's evaluation of him so highly for the first time.

In this foreign land, he has always been an outlier. Everyone else is cultivating the White Emperor Path, even the older generation like the Blade King. But he alone has always cultivated his own. No matter how good the path is, it is just a reference for him. He has been able to get to where he is today because of the preferential treatment of resources, as well as his own perseverance.

"Good lad, if you ever become an Immortal Emperor, don't forget the cultivation your Uncle Red has given you." The Red King patted the Emperor's shoulder, each pat heavier than the last.

"Have some shame! What does the Emperor's growth have to do with you? I personally trained him!" Kundi and the Red King, these two old enemies, glared at each other for a moment, making the old man Yuan in the distance want to spit in their faces.

"Does he possess the bearing of an Immortal Emperor?" Even the corpses feasting below came upon hearing the commotion, their faces solemn, their dark eyes gleaming with an eerie light. They stood before the Emperor, looking down at him intently.

"Hahaha, as expected of my descendants, you grew up on that land after all." After a moment, the corpse laughed loudly, making the group of people twitch their faces.

This old emperor emeritus is an ancient figure, yet he still tries to steal credit.

To be honest, that land is truly miraculous. Starting with the corpses, quasi-immortal emperors emerged one after another. In the Nine Heavens Era, two progenitor-level beings were born in succession, one in the immortal path and one in the darkness. The corpses and the main body each had their own lineage, as if fate had arranged it all long ago.

Anyone who sees it can't help but marvel at how nourishing that land truly is.

"No, after things are settled here, I'm going down to the lower realm. Maybe there are some good talents there." The corpse looked at Bai Ye with an attitude of "I'm resigning, do you approve or not?", not intimidated at all.

Anyway, he can't beat them, and all the good talents have already grown up. As the retired emperor, he has nothing to do all day except refine pills. Why not cultivate a Celestial Emperor over the long years? Then the two of them can beat the master together. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

"Go if you want. The lower realm is within the baby's sight. He's recovering from his injuries. If you bump into him, I won't stand up for you."

"Well... let's wait a bit." The corpse was listless. Although he couldn't help but gnash his teeth at the sight of Huang, he was no match for him. Last time, when he ganged up with the Ten Emperors, he ended up turning Huang into a sacrificial altar. He was incredibly frustrated.

"If you can merge with Hunshi, it shouldn't be difficult for you to become a sacrificial priest in the future. How you choose to do it is up to you." Bai Ye did not intend to interfere with the corpse.

The Footstep Emperor was resurrected much earlier than in the original story. Although the two were separated, their potential should not be underestimated. They were both cultivating, and when they both reached the peak, they would reunite and the sacrificial path would be a piece of cake.

Furthermore, it wouldn't be difficult for pollen to reappear in the past. Therefore, there can be four priests in the world today. If all of them joined forces, they would be more than capable of defeating the ten progenitors.

Unfortunately, if the plateau awakens, even doubling the number of sacrificial rites would be in vain.

The corpse fell silent. It did not reject its host. Just as its host had said, they were both world-shakers and had once been kings of the heavens, with the world in their hearts. If it weren't for the temperament of this race towards him, he would rather stay in the lower realm than come up here.

"Go and fetch the wine. Let us not concern ourselves with the past or the future, but focus on the present. Today, we will discuss the heroes of the past over wine." Bai Ye smiled and waved his hand, and someone went to prepare it.

The mountaintop is a place for Quasi-Immortal Emperors and above. Anyone who can stand here is an outstanding individual, even the Four Dark Emperors who rushed here upon hearing the news.

Throughout history, there have been many brilliant periods, and everyone has their own glorious years, from corpses, the destruction of the world, feathers, swans, and the vast sky, to the rise of numerous heroes today.

"Using ancient history as a monument, we write our own glory. In the future, the monument will remain for our people, for future generations to admire. They will know that there was a group of people like you in the past. Each of you was forging ahead, whether for the sake of all living beings or for the sake of the world. We walked side by side together, witnessing the most brilliant people and also seeing the darkest plateau in the world."

Everyone stared intently at the magnificent white-clad man in the center of the arena, even Gu Zu was no exception. He was truly afraid that the man would angrily smash his wine cup and lead them all straight through the sacrificial sea, overturning the plateau.

As the first person to understand Bai Ye, he knew better than anyone that Ye'er definitely had such thoughts and had enough strength. The reason she hadn't made a move was perhaps because she was plotting something.

Or perhaps they are waiting for enough strong individuals of the same level.

Whether they are quasi-immortal emperors or immortal emperors, they may seem very strong, but they will never become the power to overturn the plateau.

In fact, since he was an undercover agent, Bai Ye couldn't stay in the plateau forever. The ancestors became increasingly wary of him and were always on guard against him.

Not only does the first bird to stick its head out get shot, but two tigers cannot share one mountain. In the past, Bai Ye was just an Immortal Emperor, so it didn't matter. However, as his followers continued to improve and he reached the top, his prestige on the plateau became more and more terrifying, and the threat became greater and greater. The ancestors could hardly sleep or eat in peace.

Indeed, this is true; the sixth ancestor has appeared deep within the ancestral land of the plateau.

"I think he has the ability to kill Ara, and he's growing too fast."

The sixth patriarch's words were pointed, causing the other five patriarchs to fall silent upon hearing them; they had indeed considered this issue.

A person without foresight will have immediate worries. They had worried that one day this young man would replace them and become the Lord of the Plateau for the sake of power. After all, young people are ambitious. As the strongest priest in the world, why should he listen to their orders?

This is a world where strength reigns supreme. If the other party were to break through again one day, would they willingly respect them?

The people on the plateau only know that they are performing sacrifices for a certain person, seeking a breakthrough from him. They are completely unaware that they are also wary of that person.

This feeling is contradictory, yet it is human nature—both yearning and fearing. This applies to that person, and it applies to Bai Ye as well.

From the very beginning, the progenitor never fully revealed himself; even the fourth, fifth, and sixth progenitors almost never appeared, which speaks volumes.

"So what do you think we should do? Start a war with him? He's not the Desolate One. If we really fight, some of us might perish forever." One of the progenitors' eyes flickered. Who among them would die? And who would want to die?

"Can't they all be born?" The Sixth Ancestor frowned, feeling that raising a tiger would ultimately lead to trouble.

“He has already surpassed all of us and can be resurrected. It is very difficult to suppress him. If we want to deal with him, we should prepare more seals. Even if we cannot kill him, we can seal him in the plateau forever,” said the White-haired Ancestor.

This is just a discussion, a way to prepare for the worst so that if they really turn against Bai Ye one day, they will have enough means to deal with it.

However, once a gap appears in people's hearts, that crack will only grow wider and wider.

Needless to say, they only have two most precious things: their ancestral land and their primordial matter. No one is allowed to touch these two things.

If one day the other side demands primordial matter in order to make their subordinates into priests, as the controllers, should they give it to them or not?

It was obvious that they were unwilling to see the other side's forces grow stronger, let alone have an additional priest.

For a moment, the eyes of the six progenitors were all flashing. One should not have the heart to harm others, but one should not be without the heart to guard against others!

Being too outstanding is ultimately not good.

Chapter 715 Trust Crisis

It is common for a person to be envied by others, while some people are so amazing that they are envied by the heavens. But some people are not only envied, but also frightened.

"How can one allow others to snore beside one's bed? How can they sleep soundly?"

Under the moonlit night, a cool breeze blows. Standing atop Tianxian Mountain, one can overlook the vast sea of ​​clouds and observe the boundless landscape. Two figures stand against the wind, their otherworldly presence suggesting they might ascend to heaven at any moment.

"Without selfish desires, one can sleep soundly."

"Obviously, they have it, and it's quite strong." Pollen glanced sideways, a hint of schadenfreude on her snow-white face.

This is probably one of the reasons why this person didn't take her back to the plateau. Even most of her tribesmen came to the heavens during the last great battle.

Of course, there are still a small number of people on the plateau, like the other party's two confidantes.

"Then why don't you take the initiative and, for example, overturn the plateau? The plateau itself may be very strong, but its strength should be limited."

"Then you're wrong." Bai Ye shook his head. Gao Yuan's strength wasn't in his use of power, but in the level of his power.

The plateau is like a child with the power to destroy the world. Its lack of intelligence is a weakness, but if it raises its hand, even if the world is not completely destroyed, a large part of it will disappear. This is what makes the plateau truly terrifying.

In fact, this is a vicious cycle. The Sacrifice Path is not enough, and the Plateau above the Sacrifice Path is not enough. The Ten Fierce Level and the Immortal King can still fight each other, but the gap between the Immortal King and the Quasi-Immortal Emperor is so large that just hearing their voices can cause the Immortal King to perish, let alone the gap between the Sacrifice Path and the Plateau above the Sacrifice Path.

"So what are you planning to do?" Pollen's eyes showed a strange look. She didn't believe that this person was not mentally prepared. Those ancestors could tolerate each other for a while, but not forever. Now they seemed to be getting along well, but in her opinion, a break between the two sides was only a matter of time.

"Wait for you."

"Wait for me?" A hint of surprise flashed in pollen's eyes.

"Once you return to the sacrificial path, my daughter and I will wipe out those bastards!" Bai Ye smiled.

The pollen was stunned. Looking at the handsome profile of the man beside her, she was speechless. "You're good for stirring up the plateau, but why do you want to be a father?"

I look old even if I were your great-grandmother!

"White Emperor, you're sneaking off again! Who said we wouldn't leave until we're drunk!" Someone arrived; it was the Azure Emperor, holding a wine jar, his face flushed.

"You've had too much to drink, just need some fresh air." Bai Ye replied with a smile, reaching out to pat Hua Fen's shoulder like a heavy-hearted old father. Hua Fen actually wanted to dodge, but then thought better of it.

In any case, she owed him a favor. Without him, her resurrection wouldn't have been so smooth. Thinking back to her childhood, she really did call him "father."

Looking back now, she still finds it hard to face it honestly. She glanced at Bai Ye, who had been called back by the Azure Emperor, and then her gaze fell on the brightly lit and bustling crowd below the mountain. It was a dark tribe full of warmth. Some of them were cold-blooded, and some were fierce and warlike, but they were all more tolerant and generous than the last to their own people.

……

Several months have passed since the last banquet. The heavens are now desolate, with post-war ruins everywhere, a destructive aura soaring into the sky, and ominous black mist obscuring the sun.

The prosperity that had just begun to flourish vanished in an instant. The Immortal Emperor went into seclusion, and the Dao Ancestor died a bloody death. Ever since those two arrived in the Heavenly Realm, the glory of the Heavenly Realm began to decline drastically.

Two Immortal Emperors perished, many Dao Ancestors were forever silenced, and thirty percent of all living beings were wiped out. Now, just as they have begun to recover, they have been plundered again. It is unknown how long this tragedy of the heavens will continue.

Perhaps even the heavens couldn't stand it anymore, because in the past few days, a bloody wind has blown across many ruins, and red snow has fallen.

Originally, snow represented purity and was a symbol of beauty. However, due to the repeated battles of the heavens, too many lives were lost, and the color of blood has long been imprinted on the sky.

"The boundless red snow is a sight I haven't seen in many years."

In the snow, three figures walked side by side. The man was dressed in white, and the two women were draped in rosy feathers. They walked on the blood-red snow, untouched by a speck of dust.

"Have you seen these sights in the lower realm as well?" Qingyi looked at Bai Ye with heartache and resentment. It was all because this man was too cruel, letting his daughter go out to be raised so early.

The pollen was very serene. She slightly raised her eyes and met a pair of indifferent eyes. Their gazes passed by in a flash, and everything was understood without words.

They were in perfect sync; the father and daughter seemed to be telepathically connected, and Qingyi had no idea that the two were exchanging glances.

In fact, she didn't think much of it. The two were indeed related by blood. After all, this daughter was not born through normal means, but was bred. Even their personalities were 80% similar. She was calm about everything and remained unperturbed no matter what happened. Everyone who saw her said that Qingwei had the same demeanor as her father.

"I want to go see my sister. You've bullied her too much. You even took her mountain, and everyone's saying you've also abused her body." Huafen transmitted her voice. Her closest relationship with Luo in the Heavenly Realm was that of a woman, the only female emperor in the world. Although they were not related by blood, they were closer than sisters.

"What are you looking at?" Qingyi seemed to sense something, her gaze shifting between the two. As a woman who had betrayed her master and raided the witch's hometown, she was very sensitive and always felt that the father and daughter were hiding something from her.

"He said he wanted to find the heavens' Luo, because even the best feelings will eventually fade." Hua Fen whispered in Qingyi's ear, making Qingyi startled, and her cold gaze became even more resentful.

"You... are you disgusted with me..." Qingyi opened her mouth. Luo was an Immortal Emperor, and the only female Immortal Emperor in history. Her temperament was unparalleled in the world, and her beauty surpassed all others. How could she not have heard of her?

Bai Ye glared at the culprit, then hugged Qingyi and comforted her. Even the strongest woman can't help but be jealous, and Qingyi was no exception. Especially since the mother and daughter had been eating and sleeping together lately, she didn't know what pollen had said to Qingyi, but it always made her suspicious.

Of course, their trip was not simply about traveling the world; more importantly, it was about cultivation. In her previous life, Hua Fen was a Taoist priest, so her perspective and experience were limited, and her cultivation speed could not be judged by ordinary standards.

What's truly terrifying is her future. Cultivating all three paths simultaneously, once she sacrifices all of them, even the slumbering ancestor deep within the plateau might be disturbed.

Those people are asleep because there is no one in the world who poses a threat. Once a third sacrificial deity appears in the world, who can sleep soundly in peace?

"Really? I have the potential to become an Immortal Emperor?" Qingyi looked up, full of anticipation. Women need to be coaxed; who wouldn't want their loved one to say sweet words occasionally?

"Of course, what are Immortal Emperors? If you want, I'll take the primordial matter from those old guys and feed it to you to become a sacrificial offering."

"Do you think I'm a pig?" Qingyi found it amusing and complained, "The original substance is ashes, I can't eat it either, let alone that it's so ugly, you'll only be more disgusted by it later."

"Then let's not eat. Wait until I take another step forward, and in the blink of an eye, I'll elevate you to the level of an Immortal Emperor." Bai Ye continued to comfort him. The ashes on the Sacrifice Path can create the Sacrifice Path and the Plateau, so it's no big deal for a living Sacrifice Path to create an Immortal Emperor.

Seeing the two people clinging to each other, Hua Fen was no longer calm. It turned out that she had made a mess of things. Look at the two of them who were so inseparable. It wasn't that their relationship was bad. They were obviously so good that they treated her like a statue.

She suddenly regretted it; she should have known better than to let those two come along.