Perfect Double Agent

Today, someone made the unprecedented move of saying that he was a fake, which awakened his feelings about the past.

"Let's go."

Bai Ye got up, but the old man continued to tease her. Just as he said, a heart ailment requires a heart cure. No one could cure the Copper Coffin Master's illness; it all depended on how the other party viewed it.

He shared his own feelings, which resonated with the owner of the bronze coffin. After all, when someone has been lonely for too long and encounters someone in a similar situation, it is inevitable to feel empathy and offer words of comfort and encouragement.

Bai Ye wasn't good at comforting people. He felt that if you wanted to help someone with a mental illness out of their rut, you needed someone with a similar condition.

When patients with similar conditions gather together, the elderly patient, seeing that this young man is even more confused than himself, can't help but offer some words of comfort.

This comforting thought prompts reflection: if you yourself are stuck in a rut and can't get out, how can you help others out?

Therefore, what he gave the owner of the bronze coffin was self-reflection, rather than guidance.

Mental illness is something you have to solve yourself.

The pollen had no idea what Bai Ye had done; it seemed like she hadn't done anything, yet it also seemed like she had done everything.

"What kind of person did you describe him to be in the past...?"

"He was a good person who once cared for the world and fought for the common people, shedding his blood and risking his life."

"How do you feel being the daughter of two sick fathers?" Bai Ye asked with a smile as she walked.

"Be serious!" Pollen rolled her eyes, wanting to reach out and punch this guy, but her gentle nature prevented her from making such an intimate gesture.

She didn't know when it started, but she felt herself becoming more and more like a little girl. She didn't know if this was a natural instinct of the weak when facing the strong, or a side effect of being reborn.

But she quickly dismissed the thought; she definitely couldn't acknowledge this father. She needed to hurry up and cultivate, otherwise, once this guy surpassed the Dao of Sacrifice, she felt that her daughter wouldn't be able to escape him even if she wanted to.

The two figures walked further and further away, unaware that after they left, a blurry outline reappeared on the altar.

"Am I a good person...?"

The dark figure gazed upon the world, his gaze falling upon the plateau. The darkness of this world arose because of him, and the years belonging to his era were sacrificed countless times. The so-called common people, the so-called time and space, all were buried with him.

The more he thought about the past, the clearer his senses became. Why did the truth of the past become the falsehood of the present? Ultimately, it was the increase in his strength that influenced him and made him lose sight of his original intentions.

"I too once had the world in my heart, experienced passionate years, and felt surging blood. Alas, I am not the true self, but merely a wisp of thought awakened by a sacrifice..."

Darkness shook his head. He didn't know the original body's past, only had some guesses, but his illness was real, exactly the same as the original body's.

……

Since the ceasefire, time has been passing rapidly. The plateau has been dormant, the heavens have been developing, and outstanding people have been emerging in various places, as if billions of stars are shining on the world.

This is a brilliant era. With the complete recovery of the heavens and the eradication of dark matter, life is rapidly flourishing everywhere. The dead are resurrected, new life is continuously born, and even the other immortal emperors of the past have begun to recover.

Time and space, light and rain, enveloped the heavens, lingering endlessly, resurrecting countless people.

"Baidi..."

The multitude murmured, for only that one possessed such abnormal means. The White Emperor was bringing blessings to the world, and the total number of emperors in the heavens had long exceeded ten, reaching more than a dozen.

The most terrifying thing is that in this new million-year period, some of the White Emperor's followers became immortal emperors. The light of time and space illuminated the heavens, endless ancient history shone, endless void surged, and auspicious colors spread for billions of miles, illuminating the entire river of time.

"It is the grandfather of the White Emperor, the Ancestor of Time and Space!"

The crowd was astonished. On that day, many people saw that dazzling golden-haired figure and looked at him with great reverence.

In the past, this was the ancestor of all rogues. Because the methods of the entire clan were too shameless and their combat power was also heaven-defying, each of them could basically sweep away everything when they were born. But this was only one aspect.

The real reason is that not only are all members of this race abnormally strong, but they also love to control the situation. Each person can bring along at least five or six others, and they themselves act as mobile resurrection fountains, able to infuriate people to the point of vomiting blood without even lifting a finger.

Now that these are our people, we will naturally treat them with respect.

"Men, start a banquet! Let's drink until we drop!" another Immortal Emperor roared, his voice shaking the surrounding area.

"What are you opening? Come with me to cultivate!"

At the foot of Tianxian Mountain, the Dark Immortal Emperor was blocked. His face stiffened. If asked what he was dissatisfied with after breaking with Gaoyuan, it would probably only be this person who could come and go from the Bai Clan.

"We must perform a ritual to uphold the Dao and fight the progenitor!" Hunshi's eyes shone brightly, as if he were making a grand vow.

"Why should I cultivate if I can just lie down?" The corpse was unwilling. Was it because the White Emperor wasn't strong enough, or because the younger generation below wasn't working hard enough?

Why should I suffer with you?

Subsequently, the two engaged in a fierce battle of emperors in full view of everyone, attracting a large number of onlookers.

The struggle between light and darkness is the most fascinating topic. Will good prevail over evil, or will darkness rise?

As everyone knows, due to the primordial matter, the Corpse Emperor is not outstanding among the Immortal Emperors, far inferior to the Chaos Emperor who has been cultivating all along. Moreover, there is a reason why the Chaos Emperor is called the master body. No matter from any perspective, the Corpse Emperor is bound to get a beating.

In fact, the corpse was indeed being overwhelmed and had almost no chance to fight back, retreating repeatedly in the sky.

But then he erupted, and a dazzling divine light surged from the deepest part of his body, dispelling the black mist around him and surging forth as if to illuminate the entire heavens.

It was so dazzling that it was difficult to open one's eyes or look directly at it. This sudden change not only startled Hunshi, but also left the emperors below stunned, staring at the sacred figure in the sky that resembled a great sun.

His body was tall and imposing, wearing an imperial crown and a black robe, bathed in a dense aura of sacred power, majestic and awe-inspiring.

This is a true Immortal Emperor, not a Dark Emperor; everyone who sees this scene will inevitably think so.

"No... he actually came out first?" The four members of the Annihilation Clan were stunned. This was the path that the White Emperor had mentioned, the driving force that would propel them forward in the future. The Annihilation Clan and the Feather Emperor who had become the Emperor had also been studying it.

Unexpectedly, this unreliable guy who only knew how to throw banquets actually secretly built it.

"What is this...?" Even Hunshi was shocked. The corpse was very strong, almost as strong as him. The power that kept surging from its body was too amazing, as if it were inexhaustible. If it were to merge with him, which immortal emperor on the plateau would dare to chase him!

"I am also a Celestial Emperor! I have the same talent as you!"

The corpse roared, its brilliant light illuminating eternity, determined to break through endless time and space and witness eternity. It was extremely domineering, taking the initiative to attack, pushing forward with a punch. Its divine power was earth-shattering, and even the Chaos Realm could hardly withstand it.

"Darkness is eternal, but my race is immortal! You bastard, go and become my body!"

The emperors were both amused and exasperated. No one cared about the secondary or primary body, but the strength of their clan was real. Immortal emperors were in large groups, and all of this was thanks to the White Emperor.

However, the White Emperor has not appeared for over 900,000 years, and even Princess Qingwei is nowhere to be found, so she has not appeared either.

Chapter 723 Only I, the Desolate Heaven Emperor

"Last time you wanted me to get beaten up, this time you want me to become a homeless person? Is that even possible!"

The roar from the sky shook the world. That Dark Emperor was too fierce. Boundless divine light erupted from his body, and his mighty power was overwhelming, suppressing the world and shocking all the ancient times. He was almost beating up a Celestial Emperor.

"With the same talent as you, how could I be inferior? It's not just you who is cultivating; I am too!"

The Dark Emperor roared, each sound like a heavy hammer blow, or a heavenly drum being struck repeatedly, echoing between heaven and earth, deafeningly loud.

This is something that has attracted worldwide attention and is beyond description. It is not only because of the struggle between darkness and light, but also because the path taken by that Dark Emperor has transformed the extreme darkness into a sacred origin, completely reborn and resulting in a significant increase in combat power. This means that the path he has taken will cause a major earthquake and affect the entire era.

Especially for dark beings, this path overturns the cultivation methods of the dark realm, and has a fatal attraction for each of them.

"No wonder that guy was unparalleled in his normal form, and even more monstrous than the progenitor in darkness," the Empress of the Heavens murmured.

This path is suitable for every living being. Cultivators will utilize the transformation of life and death, merge yin and yang, and reverse the heavens and earth. Everything has its opposite side, and the human body is no exception. When things reach their extreme, they will reverse. When immortality reaches its extreme, it will naturally turn black; when blackness reaches its extreme, it will naturally turn into immortality.

The White Emperor was a dark being in his childhood, but he walked the path of immortals in his youth, so his path also carries this developmental method.

"My lords, prepare a grand feast to celebrate my triumphant return!"

With a loud laugh, the two Immortal Emperors charged into space and disappeared. No one knew who would win, but it must be said that the Dark Emperor showed the world an unprecedented path.

"There is no such thing as true darkness. The so-called darkness is essentially the transformation of one's own power caused by one's thoughts."

The World Destroyer Whisper kept chewing on this sentence. It did not come from his mouth, but was said by the White Emperor when they consulted him. It seemed to be related to the origin of darkness.

The origin of darkness is no secret today; many people know that it originated from one person. The ancestors were transformed by that person's ashes, and in order to make that person reappear, they made continuous sacrifices, which triggered the most terrible darkness in history. This is the beginning of the darkness in the world.

At first, no one dared to believe it, but over time, everyone gradually accepted that there was a power in the world stronger than the Sacrifice Dao level. The ancestors were pursuing it, and the White Emperor and the Desolate Heaven Emperor were also pursuing it. No one knew who would be the first to stand out.

But whoever reaches the top will inevitably defeat their opponents, dominate for eternity, and look down upon the world.

This is true for the people of the heavens, and it is also true for the people of the plateau.

"Huang, you dare to disturb our peace? You're courting death!"

At this moment, on the plateau, the ancestor spoke in a cold, gloomy voice.

"A mere defeated opponent dares to provoke us." Another man held a stone club, his eyes cold.

"A defeated opponent? Me?" Shi Hao stood outside the plateau, almost unable to come to his senses. He really dared to say that if he couldn't beat ten people, he could still beat three. If it were a one-on-one fight, he wouldn't be afraid of any of the ten people.

"What, are you planning to tear up the agreement and start a new war?" Shi Hao looked down at the plateau and asked.

He always felt that the plateau was too peaceful and somewhat unusual, so he would come to check on it every now and then. He wondered what those ten people were up to, making the residual energy on the plateau very unusual.

"That was an agreement signed with Ye, what does it have to do with you? Don't think that just because you're a sacrificial priest, we'll take you seriously!" Someone scoffed, their arrogant demeanor almost making Shi Hao rush over with his Emperor Sword. In the end, he held back, not wanting to take the initiative. The Ancestor had his concerns, and similarly, he didn't want to take the initiative either.

"Brother Ye is in seclusion. So many years have passed, I wonder if he has succeeded." Shi Hao sighed to himself, then turned and left.

Ten figures coldly watched the disappearing figure. Someone said, "It's time. Let's fight him and end everything."

"Ten people working together are not afraid of the night at all, but Huang is a problem. Without him, the people below can solve the entire heavens." The white-haired ancestor shook his head. In the end, it was Huang who broke the camel's back and tipped the scales.

"Then just take him down. Anyway, we have no agreement with him." The progenitor, wielding a spiked club, sneered, exuding unparalleled dominance.

So, the ten of them joined forces to deduce the truth. This was terrifying. There was no one in the world they could not find. Nothing in the past, present, or future could obscure their vision. Everything was clear in their minds, and everything flowed through their thoughts.

"Ye has gone into seclusion?"

"What is he trying to do? Has he really found a way forward?"

Before the ten people even started searching the wasteland, they were shocked by this sudden discovery. This was the place they cared about most, and if Ye succeeded, they couldn't even imagine what the consequences would be.

"Impossible, it's not that easy to break through." One of the ancestors sneered. If they were to launch a surprise attack on the heavens during this process, they could wipe out everyone on New Year's Eve. Even if the night were to revive, what awaited them would be a world of death and desolation.

Furthermore, they will not give Ye a chance to reflect. In this way, with the plateau behind them, they will have an absolute advantage in terrain. As long as they are careful, they can still resurrect indefinitely. At that time, it will not be a problem for them to fight Ye until the end of time. Ye will not have time to cultivate and will be dragged to death by them.

This is a grand strategy, but the prerequisite is to resolve the famine; the people below cannot affect the overall situation for them.

"Huh... He's disappeared, we can't find him!" One of the ancestors suddenly exclaimed in surprise, his eyes full of doubt.

This is a bit abnormal. Huang has only been gone for a short time. Even if he has cleared his tracks and did not go to the heavens, they could still catch up with him. But strangely, they just can't figure out where Huang is. It's as if some uncontrollable force is covering him up.

In fact, Shi Hao himself did not realize that he did not travel through time and space, but returned to the heavens, intending to go to Tianxian Mountain to take charge. He was worried that those ancestors were not honest and did not see that there was a ghost following him.

The other party was like a shadow, or a vengeful ghost, elusive and indistinct. If someone could see his face, they would surely find that he looked somewhat similar to Shi Hao.

And so, Shi Hao returned with a shadow, appearing on Tianxian Mountain, looking at the withering Time Tree.

The once thriving tree has withered over millions of years. Its leaves have disappeared, its strong branches have turned gray and rotten, and even its trunk is no exception. It seems to have lost all its essence and moisture. This kind of tree would be great for firewood if it were cut down.

Of course, the joke wasn't funny at all, and he didn't even realize that behind him, the vengeful ghost had been observing him with a strange look.