Perfect Double Agent

Even though Luo Tianxian was an Immortal Emperor, she was taken aback. This number was excessive. They had always thought it was four or five, or at most six.

"Bai Ye believes there are ten progenitors, but we don't need to worry about them; they can handle themselves."

"Ten???"

Luo Tianxian's mouth was slightly open, and with her angelic face, her expression was truly irresistible, making even the most discerning fans smile.

"Doesn't this mean..." Luo Tianxian glanced at the person in the tree. One person blocked all the ancestors. Just how fierce must this person be? No wonder her sister was thinking of lying down.

It's always good to find shade under a big tree.

Soon after, the heavens also made their move. Two great immortal emperors emerged one after another, leading the Dao Ancestor of the heavens to sweep away the dark forces stationed in the heavens, as if they were going to wipe out all the darkness in the heavens in one fell swoop with lightning speed.

"How could this be?"

"Why did our progenitor break with the White Ancestor? This is a loss for our clan!" A Dark Dao Ancestor roared in despair and grief, revealing his utter desolation.

Although they are dark beings, and many of them are grotesque, they have their own thoughts and consciousness; they are not puppets.

This shook the plateau. The Ten Emperors and many other races were killed in the heavens. One corpse after another was gathered up and piled into mountains of corpses. The fires burning the corpses burned fiercely, illuminating half of the heavens and continuing for a long time, truly shocking the world.

This is the most fruitful victory in the history of the heavens. The heavens have been reclaimed. Several celestial emperors have emerged to refine the dark matter and restore light to the heavens.

"Kill them." The ancestor issued a decree that made the emperors' hearts skip a beat.

Looking up, they saw that the progenitors in the ancestral land manifested one after another, not five or six people, but a full nine. This number was terrifyingly large, which truly frightened the Dark Emperors.

They stood in the mist, connected to the ancient coffin behind them, their power flowing endlessly. Yet, even so, a sword light suddenly pierced through them, cleaving the ancestor who had issued the decree in two.

"Do you still have the mind to protect others?" The ancestor who was struck by lightning resurrected and reappeared. "Go attack the heavens and sacrifice the Heavenly Emperor."

The ancestral land blurred again, and in the instant it was engulfed by the mist, they saw intense fluctuations taking place there. Clearly, the ancestors were being held back by the White Ancestor, and neither side was able to attend to anything else for the time being.

"What should we do?" someone asked with a look.

"What else can we do but fight? For our leader, for the plateau, for the eternal darkness, let's fight to the death!" A Celestial Emperor roared, causing the other emperors to watch coldly from the sidelines.

The ancestor bestowed primordial matter and chose the Golden Emperor, which was not surprising. However, the ancestor said that a sacrifice was needed for success, that is, a sacrifice was required, and the higher the level of the sacrifice, the better.

This confirms their speculation that to become a sacrificial deity, an ancestor needs to abdicate, and the ancestors do indeed possess the methods to become sacrificial deities, seemingly with a very high chance of success.

This not only failed to inspire the people, but also caused the emperors to have different thoughts. It was not that they were unwilling to risk their lives, but that they were afraid that their sacrifices would be worthless.

On the other hand, they also had an insatiable desire for sacrificial rituals, which often led them to have rebellious thoughts, such as when Bai Zu would kill another ancestor.

This is somewhat difficult. The progenitors were too well hidden. Even they, as direct descendants, had no idea that there were so many progenitors in the clan. If all ten progenitors had appeared earlier, Huang would have died long ago. Even Bai Zu could not stop him, yet things have come to this point.

……

The highland army is attacking! A vast expanse of black mist rolls in, its might overwhelming the heavens. Led by the Ten Dark Emperors and assisted by numerous Dao Ancestors, it carries a massive number of Dark Immortal Kings, seemingly poised to conquer the entire heavens.

The heavens, led by Luo Tianxian, Meng Hai, Liu Shen, Sheng Yu, and the Immortal Emperor Elder, launched a full-scale attack. Although the latter two Immortal Emperors were still recovering, they were still able to put up a fight.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the crimson banner flew high, and the four emperors—Pollen, Wushang, Destroyer, and Corpse—emerged together, leading the alien army, who had been waiting for a long time.

"kill!"

The emperors roared, declaring that today was destined to stain all worlds with blood, and that they would fight to the point of madness. In an instant, the aura of slaughter tore through the heavens and shattered the world beyond.

The most terrifying and brutal final battle has begun. Nine emperors versus ten emperors, seemingly evenly matched in number, but in reality, their combat strength is vastly different.

On the side of the Heavenly Emperor, there are either the Wounded Emperor or the New Emperor, while on the side of the White Emperor, there are almost entirely the New Emperors. Although the World Destroyer and the Corpse have lived long enough, they might be able to hold off the two of them at best.

If the Immortal Emperor level is like this, let alone the Dao Ancestor level. The Dao Ancestors of the Heavenly Realm were almost completely wiped out in the last battle. Although they have been reflected now, their vitality has not been fully recovered.

Overall, they were not at an advantage. There were simply too many Dao Ancestors on the plateau, flying out in large numbers, more than in any previous era.

"Fellow Daoist..." Yunzhi transmitted her voice. Who at the Immortal Emperor level would be truly foolish? She chose the person most suitable for her, who was also an acquaintance.

However, Wu Shang glanced at her, turned around and left, heading towards another person.

"You!" Yunzhi almost vomited blood. I came to work hard, but you didn't cooperate and even complained about me. Are you so eager for a big battle?

But the most speechless one was Wu Shang. His new opponent's attacks seemed to be powerful and fierce, and his roars were loud, but they didn't hurt him at all. It was one thing that he had a way to avoid it, but the real reason was that the other party was putting on a show for others.

It wasn't just his side that was like this; even the corpses couldn't help but twitch their faces. Was this a major battle? When did you all become so merciful?

In fact, this was a way out that the emperors left for themselves. They would avoid offending the White Ancestor if possible, and as for the Dao Ancestor and those below him, they could let their subordinates kill them, and they could be resurrected even if they died.

They even planned out the offerings; there were already five emperors on the other side of Heaven, which was enough.

Those who felt most like vomiting blood were the people of the heavens. The three top immortal emperors, the Golden Emperor, the Gray Emperor, and the Black Emperor, all pressed down, and with one blow, the willow tree's form shattered, and Meng Hai flew backward, bleeding profusely. This was an attempt to kill him.

Especially for the Golden Emperor, this was his sacrifice, so he naturally put in the most effort and could not allow himself to fail.

"Roar!"

"Haven't they cared about me at all? I was only lost for a while, why is the heavens fighting again!"

During the great battle, someone returned from the sea sacrifice on a bamboo raft. He was bewildered. The killing aura of the heavens was surging, and there were three forces involved. It was too strange.

But he was a Celestial Emperor, able to hear all the words spoken, and instantly knew the cause and effect.

"Hahaha, you little devils, have you finally had a change of heart?" Hunshi laughed loudly.

"Get lost!" the corpse replied coldly, not wanting to see this idiot at all.

"And him, he can be sacrificed as well." The Golden Emperor quickly gave the order. For the progenitor, the most important thing was not to destroy the heavens, but to make amends.

He had met the progenitor and sensed a sense of urgency from him.

He didn't know why he needed to complete it, nor did he know if completing it would bring some kind of terrible bonus to the ancestors, but once it was completed, the balance between the White Ancestor and the Nine Ancestors would be broken.

Perhaps it was because the ancestors were worried about Huang's return and wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Bai Zu. Or perhaps they wanted to gather the strength of ten people to deduce Huang first, kill Huang, and then deal with Bai Zu.

But what they didn't know was that outside that world, a figure had already awakened from his slumber. He tore off his old body, and as if he had been reborn, he leaped out of it.

This was a towering man with eyes like stars, a stature that stood tall and strong. With each step he took, countless years of history rushed past him. He didn't know how long he had been transformed, nor whether any major events had occurred during this time, but he desperately wanted to return to the present.

Chapter 719 The Most Brilliant Life

"kill!"

Roars echoed everywhere, and the sight of slaughter was everywhere. A tragic aura swept through time and space, shaking the present world.

This is the second most terrifying battlefield in history. The last one was a woman named Pollen who led the emperors of the heavens in a decisive battle against the plateau. It was that battle that caused the death of the sacrificial priests and the demise of the immortal emperors, leading to the decline of the heavens ever since.

Will this battle once again wipe out the life force of the heavens? No one knows, but the ferocity will be no less than the last one.

A Dao Ancestor roared and tore at the enemy, his body covered in wounds and almost torn to pieces, but he was still fighting fiercely. However, there were too many people around him, a total of four. Ordinary people would not be able to defeat him, let alone four.

Soon, the blood of the Dao Ancestor began to splatter. In a short time, the physical body of that Dao Ancestor was torn to pieces. He tried to reassemble, but his opponent did not give him the chance. His severed arm was held by a ferocious creature that resembled a vengeful ghost, which chewed it up and bit it, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

Even the rest of the corpses were dismembered. Some people held the thighs and bit the ankles, slowly gnawing on them. Others held the leg bones and bit them, making the bones crack and pop.

This scene was too horrifying and too bloody. Crimson lightning flashed, strange phenomena spread, and it was extremely tragic. It frightened countless people.

No one expected the battle of the Dao Ancestors to be so brutal. The dark creatures seemed to have completely revealed their true nature, ferocious and terrifying, cruel and ruthless. This was inevitable. There is no such thing as sympathy on the battlefield. One side is destined to perish. Without victory, all hatred and resentment are meaningless.

"kill!"

There was also a middle-aged man with dragon horns on his head who fought with all his might, fighting a bloody battle. He was very brave and his combat power was unmatched. His dragon fist shook the world and he destroyed his opponent on his own battlefield.

But then he was targeted. An old Daoist with white hair locked onto him. The moment he appeared out of nowhere, it seemed as if he was about to tear the world apart. The aura he exuded was terrifying, almost approaching that of an Immortal Emperor. In other words, this was at least a powerful being who had transformed into a demonic being.

"If it weren't for the division of our race, what would you be!" The white-haired ancestor's voice was chilling, his killing intent was overwhelming, and there was even a hint of madness in it.

Whether it's Heaven or the Heavenly Court, he wants to eliminate everyone he can kill, especially those with potential.

"Boom!"

The great battle began, and the True Dragon's defeat was faster than expected. He was a newly promoted Dao Ancestor, and although he was at the same level, he was far inferior.

"You're divided, why don't you go find your ancestor instead of taking your anger out on me?"

Even a serious dragon has a dark expression. He's the perfect example of someone who gets caught in the crossfire. This makes the dragon both indignant and helpless. He's confident he can reach the other's level, but that will ultimately take time.

"boom!"

The true dragon exploded, completely outmatched. He quickly reformed and continued to fight, but he was still no match. Even his body broke apart once again. His opponent was more insane than he had imagined, filled with hatred and only wanting to kill.

It is not difficult to see that the departure of Baidi had an unprecedented impact on the people of the plateau.

"Am I going to fall again..." Zhenlong sighed in his heart. He had just fought to the death of a Dao Ancestor. In his poor condition, how could he be a match for a madman? He seemed to see the darkness brought by that annihilation again, and he also saw a pair of blood-red eyes containing endless killing intent.

But at that very moment, a hand suddenly pressed against his back, catching his shattered body. A strange power surged in, instantly restoring him to his original state.

"You bastard! You're ruining my plans!" The white-haired Dao Ancestor spoke coldly, staring intently at the newcomer.

This is Bai Zu's grandfather, Shi Kong Wushuang. They had sparred with each other when they were on the plateau and were quite familiar with each other.

In truth, he was very envious. The potential of the Bai Zu clan was recognized as the strongest in the world. Otherwise, people like Wu Shang and Gu would not have been born. For the high-level beings who could not break through the realm without primordial matter, the Bai Zu Road was equivalent to a new hope. So many strong people were born in just a few million years. How brilliant would the future be? But this hope was shattered with the break, which is why many people went crazy.

The Gu Zu didn't speak. With one hand, he pushed forward, and the true dragon rushed up. At the same time, he pulled down with his other hand, and a dazzling white light seemed to split the sky and earth, cutting a huge gash. There, one person holding a large bow and another with the Wheel of Reincarnation above their head attacked together.

"A bunch of useless trash, what can they do to me! Gu, you don't think they can stop me, do you!" the white-haired Dao Ancestor roared.

But in reality, it was different. Those three newly promoted quasi-immortal emperors were indeed powerful, but they were only new emperors after all. How could they be his opponents? But what really made his face turn ashen was that Gu was manipulating things from behind and gave those three the power to revive.

"Shameless! Is this the most shameless clan in history?" The True Dragon sighed as he launched his attack. This wasn't his assessment, but rather one given by the heavens.

With a portable resurrection fountain at their side, anyone encountering such an opponent would probably curse and instantly break down. In the past, they were the ones getting beaten up, but now the targets are the people of the plateau.

The wheel of fortune turns, there's no need to worry about death, just keep fighting! What an exhilarating experience! Even the butcher was thoroughly thrilled with the killing.

“Gu.” Reincarnation smiled, his temperament elegant and refined, his spirit extraordinary. He had finally waited for this day. Gu was originally an undercover agent sent by him.

The battlefield was not only for quasi-immortal emperors, but also for kings. People from the heavens were falling, people from the plateau were falling, and people from other realms were no exception. The fierce battle, the scattered bones and corpses, and the blood-stained sky and earth unfolded like a tragic painting in the eyes of a figure, leaving him completely bewildered.

"This is……"

Shi Hao was stunned, almost thinking he had come to the wrong place. Was this the Heavenly Realm? Was this the present world? Why did it deviate from his memories?

"Could it be that our great battle and chase across time and space touched the past and rewrote the history of our time?" Shi Hao was very serious; this was quite possible.

Otherwise, why would Brother Ye suddenly start fighting with Gao Yuan? Those guys were chasing him quite enthusiastically before, and they almost beat him to death.

But the voices of the living beings in the world reminded him that all of this was real. The Corpse Emperor, the Willow God, and the Heavenly Emperor were all fighting a great battle. Even his own son had been resurrected and was leading the old soldiers in a bloody battle.

The sacrificial path allows one to hear the voices of all living beings and observe the boundless battlefield; all causes and consequences can be understood through simple analysis of the words.

"In other words, my disappearance caused those progenitors to turn their attention back to me..."

This is not uncommon. Brother Ye is ridiculously powerful. How could a single ancestor who is not even as strong as him be willing to accept someone riding on their head?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but want to burst out laughing. They had brought this upon themselves. A few mere ancestors dared to force Brother Ye to rebel. Did they really think that the brothers wouldn't join forces?