Perfect Double Agent

"What is there to be worried about? He focuses on cultivating his subordinates, and one day he will ask us for primordial materials. Who among you wants to see another priest among his followers?"

One of the ancestors scoffed, "Primordial matter is a finite resource that is used up as little as it is used up. Even they themselves are reluctant to share it with their followers, so how could they possibly watch someone else's subordinates grow stronger?"

In his view, a break was inevitable sooner or later, as the other side's power had grown too quickly.

"We've worked together, let's give him a couple of days to reunite."

It was said to be two days, but not long after, Bai Ye arrived with Wu Shang, standing at the edge of the ancestral land, facing the six outlines inside.

The appearance of six progenitors is extremely rare. Even in the highlands, the sixth progenitor has always been a legend. Even most Dark Immortal Emperors have never seen one in person. Even when dealing with the great enemy, the Desolate Wilderness, the progenitors only dispatched three of them, which speaks volumes.

"Since you've come, why don't you come in and have a seat?" one of the ancestors said.

"No, I've been traveling through time and space lately and have seen too many sights. I'm a bit tired."

"You've seen too many sights?" One of the ancestors suspected that the other party was implying something, perhaps already knowing that there were ten of them.

"Fellow Daoists, you rarely venture out into the world, are unaware of its changes, and have no desire to experience its wonders. Isn't it tiring to continue like this?" Bai Ye looked at the six silhouettes, his gaze as calm as still water.

"All things in the world are but dust before our eyes, insignificant as dust, what is there to behold?" Some people do not care, in their eyes they are nothing but offerings. All things in the world will change, only the plateau remains eternal.

“That’s because you don’t know how to appreciate it. Even the most inconspicuous things can shine one day. Take Huang, for example. Only by taking one step at a time can you be truly grounded. There are tears and laughter, blood and tears. Looking back, the process is sometimes more meaningful than the result. I’ve come back to say goodbye.” Bai Ye said, he was leaving.

"Fellow Daoist, are you leaving the plateau forever? Where do you plan to go?" asked one of the ancestors.

"Living in time and space, with the years as the river in front of our door, we appreciate the people within the river and quietly watch the rise and fall of history," Bai Ye said.

"That's a pity. Why are you in such a hurry to leave, fellow Daoist? Wouldn't it be better to stay here with us forever and study the Great Dao together?" Finally, an ancestor couldn't hold back any longer and revealed his true form, holding a pitted stone club.

"Stunning as you are, fellow Daoist. I truly cannot bear to let you go, what a pity." The White-Haired Ancestor sighed softly, his figure manifesting, covered in long white hair, resembling a zombie, exuding a terrifying chill. They could not allow him to leave the plateau.

"No one has ever been able to defy our will since ancient times, and no one will be able to now." The third ancestor manifested, covered in black beast fur, with empty eye sockets flowing with black blood and thick fluid, a terrifying sight.

"The scenery on the plateau remains unchanged, just like you. You have remained the same for countless years since ancient times." Bai Ye shook his head, showing no fear whatsoever.

"What do you mean?" Two eerie lights rose from the empty eye sockets of the Beast Hair Progenitor, radiating a cold light.

"That goes without saying. It means that everything in the world is progressing, but you are still stuck in the same place. Little do you know that even a pig that lives so long can be used as a sacrifice, and you are still complacent, thinking that you can control everything." Zilong peeked out from Baiye's sleeve, his face full of disdain.

In an instant, the entire ancestral land was deathly silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Who would dare to compare the ancestors to pigs, even though the ancestors had indeed never made any progress?

"boom!"

A massive stone rod descended from the sky, its immense size and the vast expanse of dark matter crashing down upon it, startling countless living beings with its single blow.

But the stone stick was blocked. A hand, radiating lines, rose above the head and firmly gripped the stone stick, preventing it from falling.

"I had no intention of being your enemy, but you all want to kill me." Bai Ye looked up, and his originally gentle and calm eyes suddenly changed, becoming bright and intimidating, cold and domineering.

"Boom!"

The stone staff was pulled over, along with the ancestor who wielded the staff.

This was too sudden. Even though they were on guard, they didn't expect their fellow practitioner to be dragged away in an instant.

"Who gave you the audacity to think I wouldn't kill anyone!"

"boom!"

The entire ancestral land trembled. The ancestor who had been dragged there was completely imprisoned. The moment he was pulled there, he was punched in the head, and his entire head sank deep into the ground. He was horrified. How could there be such a huge difference? He tried to break free, but as a foot stepped on him, his back instantly snapped.

The five progenitors were all shocked. Looking at the fellow cultivator who was being trampled under their feet, their hearts were filled with turbulent waves. This person was stronger than before. Could they really seal this person away?

At this moment, even they themselves couldn't help but waver.

"Roar!"

The ancestor wielding the staff roared in anger, straining his limbs to try and prop himself up. It was too humiliating, worse than death. However, as a sword embryo entered his body, he was pulled into it.

"What are you waiting for? Make your move!"

The arrival of the remaining five ancestors shook the entire plateau. The First Ancestor broke with the White Ancestor and was about to wage a great war. This was unprecedented and unbelievable to many, who could not even imagine what the future would hold.

"What a loss for my clan!" A Dao Ancestor sighed in his heart. The progenitor represented the old forces, and it meant that to become supreme and to become a sacrificial deity, one must rely on primordial matter.

Bai Zu represents the emerging forces. Bai Zu Dao has boundless potential and does not rely on external things. Everyone has hope in the end. For example, Wu Shang was just a young man in the eyes of many people. His cultivation years were not even as long as their great-grandson's, but he became an Immortal Emperor.

Many people see this sudden battle as a suppression of the new by the old, and also as an injustice to Bai Zu.

"What are you still hesitating for? Kill Wu Shang!" an ancestor roared, his face covered in blood. Then, he was sent flying.

The five patriarchs attacked one person together. No one could see the specific battle taking place, but a white-clad figure appeared on the plateau, clear and conspicuous, majestic and upright.

With a single downward strike, the past, present, and future faded away, and countless dimensions shifted, as if everything in the world was about to begin a cycle and start anew.

This was terrifying; it instantly annihilated an ancestor, and his entire being seemed to be reincarnated along with that sword, his present life becoming nothing.

"That bastard!"

The ancestor of the staff appeared. He had just been sealed into the sword and committed suicide. He had just left the ancestral land when he saw a fellow practitioner being cleaved in two and vanishing. What was even more terrifying was that he felt an indescribable desolation in that sword strike. The world was silent, time and space, past, present and future, were silent, as if all tangible and intangible people or things were being annihilated.

This was a terrifying power that was hard to describe, and it made the remaining five ancestors' scalps tingle. They were actually filled with fear and dread, feeling that this power could completely annihilate them and make them unable to be resurrected.

"Go all out, don't give him a chance!" the White-haired Ancestor roared, wielding his greatsword and slashing at Bai Ye.

"Is he dead? Resurrect him quickly!" Some of the progenitors were uneasy, feeling that their deceased comrade seemed to have vanished forever.

"I almost died..." The person appeared, and part of his body exuded a desolate aura, indicating that he was not resurrected at full strength.

The six progenitors stood in the ancestral land, their figures reflected in time and space, engaging in a great battle with one person. This was rare and indescribable.

"That's...no way?"

The Celestial Emperors of the heavens sensed something was different. They saw the terrifying six figures that reflected the past, present, and future, and they also saw the White Emperor.

"I knew it, he was definitely not the same kind of person as Gao Yuan." Luo Tianxian's red lips were slightly parted, but she was actually dumbfounded. He was fighting against six people at once, yet he remained calm and composed. If such a person were to be in charge of the heavens, how could they still worry about the ancestor exterminating all living beings in the heavens?

"That's not necessarily true. He and Gaoyuan are not on the same side, but that doesn't mean he's on the same side as us." Meng Hai shook his head. He wasn't that optimistic, especially about Huang. What would Huang think? Huang was a mortal enemy.

Chapter 717 Eternal Silence

"The six progenitors..."

The beings on the plateau trembled collectively, their souls shaking with fear. The sheer power was terrifying. The battle between Bai Zu and Liu Zu, even just the aftershocks of their clash, shook the history of the past and present.

"My clan clearly has seven ancestors, who in the world can stand against them... How did it come to this..."

Some creatures were both excited and couldn't help but mutter to themselves. They were excited by the power of the dark race, but disappointed that there seemed to be problems within the upper echelons.

This is not uncommon. Old lions are always wary of young lions, fearing that one day they will be replaced. If this is true for animals, it is even more true for humans.

"What should we do? Should we go help?" Black Emperor glanced at Golden Emperor. How could they fight like this? Wu Shang had been taken away, so they couldn't even pretend to fight.

But they couldn't just fight Bai Zu casually; he was a Dao-level expert, and even the Primordial Ancestor was almost killed by a single sword strike. If they went up against him, they would definitely perish forever.

Most importantly, if the progenitors don't encounter any mishaps, they will never have a chance. They know that the progenitors have long been at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, but they just won't give them the primordial matter. Their path has long been blocked by the progenitors.

The Golden Emperor tightened his grip on the golden halberd, his heart filled with hesitation. They dared not help the White Ancestor fight the Primordial Ancestor, but they also dared not help the Primordial Ancestors fight the White Ancestor. On that kind of battlefield, whoever went would die, and besides, that was only the beginning of the battle.

"Big brother, say something! We can't just sit here and wait to die!" Gray Emperor shouted loudly, but the expression on his dead face didn't even move.

"What can I say? Go ahead if you want," Jin Di sneered.

The Immortal Emperors present were all shrewd and intelligent. The Gray Emperor did not mean to participate in the battle, but rather wanted the Golden Emperor to express his opinion on who he supported. The White Ancestor was indeed strong, as most of them knew from experience. However, the Ancestors had lived for countless years, so who could guarantee that they did not have any trump cards?

The best course of action right now is to wait and see, and make a choice once the situation becomes clearer. While adding to someone's success is not as helpful as providing assistance in times of need, they don't have the guts to betray their ancestors.

However, just as all the Immortal Emperors were making their own plans, the sky was cleaved open, and a figure like a vengeful ghost crashed down, its chest caved in and its head split in two. It seemed that it had not only been cleaved by a sword, but also kicked.

"white night!"

A blood-red ancestor roared, causing the red mist to billow and red fur to fly wildly. He wielded a blood-red celestial halberd and charged forward, wreaking havoc.

"Boom!"

The sword light was dazzling, as if it had become the only one in the world. It stirred up the sea of ​​time and space, and roared through the ages. When the sword fell, it created a dense array of afterimages. When it clashed with the Blood Spear, it caused even more afterimages to appear.

"Crack!"

The Blood Spear broke, and the weapon that had accompanied the ancestor in countless battles was sliced ​​open by the Emperor's Sword. The sword then pressed down with terrifying force, causing the red-haired Blood Ancestor to fall backward, his blood splattering several feet high, which terrified all the Immortal Emperors.

The two disappeared in an instant, but the White Emperor remained as strong as ever, standing atop the Sacrifice Dao, able to look down upon the Ancestor. No wonder the Ancestor was wary of him.

The remaining four people's pupils shrank sharply. This person was far stronger than Huang, and none of the six of them could suppress him.

"It's over. You are no match for me."

The man arrived, holding the Blood-Dripping Emperor Sword in one hand and a fist in the other, exuding an indescribable oppressive aura. He blocked the ancestral land, leaving the world with only an unapproachable silhouette.

What kind of person is this? He single-handedly confronted several of the Great Ancestors. You must know, this is the strongest state in the history of the plateau. All six Great Ancestors came out at once, and there is someone in the world who is not afraid.

"That bastard!"

The White-Haired Ancestor raised his greatsword, his figure reflecting the past, present, and future, terrifying beyond compare. It extinguished the light in the vast universe and made time and space tremble. All beings in ancient history felt that the end of the world was coming, and their lives were about to end with that sword.

This was an unparalleled strike, capable of annihilating even a Celestial Emperor and destroying all living beings, yet he was still no match for it. The fist's intent was vast, its power boundless, and the greatsword and the man were blasted back together, crashing into the ancestral land and stirring up a cloud of mist.

"kill!"

An ancestor wielded a spear, carrying boundless killing intent. As the spear's power erupted, crimson lightning filled the heavens and the earth. Countless universes fell simultaneously, like a torrential downpour, crashing onto the earth and causing it to bleed profusely.

Lightning and black mist danced together, killing intent and blood rain fell side by side, the strange phenomena were earth-shattering, as if foreshadowing the demise of an ultimate being.

This was terrifying; all the emperors trembled in fear. The power of the progenitor was far more terrifying than they had imagined.

However, the spear still failed to pierce through, and was deflected by an imperial sword. The sword light obliterated everything, cleaved everything in two, simple and unadorned, causing all the strange phenomena to disappear and the progenitor to shed blood.

That man seemed like a peerless war god, majestic and powerful, reigning supreme over the ancestral land, unstoppable by anyone.

Immediately afterwards, he charged in, stepping onto the ancestral land. His fist thrust forward, and the Emperor's Sword slashed across the world. The double images, broken weapons, and figures flying backward while spitting blood were like a series of time paintings. Some of them had not yet settled down, but in the fragments of time that the aftershocks spread, the terrifying scene of the ancestor's fall had already appeared.

"Roar!"

An ancestor was resurrected, letting out a long roar. His large, furry hand pressed down, and one decree after another fell, sealing time and space, sealing heaven and earth, sealing the plateau, causing the mist in the ancestral land to surge continuously.

This is a powerful move that even the heavens have studied, attempting to resolve Bai Zu's attack with a seal, but it is clearly not as terrifying as the progenitor's.

In an instant, decrees fell one after another from the ancestral land, and some even emerged from underground, sealing off all directions and completely enveloping Bai Zu.

"Send him to the burial site and seal him there forever!" roared the White-haired Ancestor.

What is the burial ground? This is the ultimate secret of the ancestral land, and also their place of rebirth. They arrived there in their coffins, and after their transformation, they replaced the three-generation bronze coffins with their own and buried their own coffins there.

That place became their source of strength, where ten coffins were buried.

This place is like an abyss, surrounded by cracks, with ominous sources constantly emerging, like blood of various colors, making it both dark and sinister.