Perfect Double Agent

Even the progenitors couldn't resist. The Way of Night can sever the past and observe the severed past, but they never imagined that they would see the scene before the birth of time in this way.

"Perhaps that is the future. If we win, everything from the past to the future will become a skeleton in the river." Some ancestors were excited. Only the plateau has such power. Ye would never do that, nor could he cause such a calamity.

In reality, the river of time has been sacrificed countless times, and it truly represents the past. Someone sacrificed the entire river of time.

"Boom!"

The plateau trembled repeatedly, carving out endless canyons where the battle continued. A thick fog blanketed everything, obscuring the view and preventing the heroes from seeing clearly.

In the dim light, only a tall figure could be seen there, swinging his sword with all his might and raising his fist, causing the aftershocks to ripple outwards.

"You've only gained a little power; do you really think you can compare to me?"

"You are merely a vessel of power, not a creator, so what is there to compare?"

It's like they're evenly matched. Bai Ye's power is indeed not as terrifying as Gao Yuan's, but he can steal it to strengthen himself. If it were the Copper Coffin Master, he definitely wouldn't be able to cut him down. But Gao Yuan is just a half-baked one. He's not a complete master of the sacrificial path at all; he's a flawed type.

Gaoyuan was speechless. This bastard was bullying an honest person. If given more time, and its consciousness matured and it became a being of this level, it could wipe this kid out with a single thought.

"Your resistance is futile. What's wrong with obediently becoming my whetstone?" Bai Ye swung his sword, continuously increasing his power.

Even an honest man has three fires to burn, let alone the plateau. The ancestral land cracked open in an instant, and one after another, ancient coffins from who-knows-when flew out, revealing rotting ancient corpses.

Immediately afterwards, the corpses were infused with the immense power contained beneath the plateau, causing them to leap into the sacrificial altar.

This was far too terrifying. Eight sacrificial deities were born in the blink of an eye, transforming from corpses into unparalleled progenitors. Judging from the plateau's nonchalant manner, it seemed that it could create even more.

"Kill him!" Gao Yuan gave the order, causing the Eight Ancestors to open their cold, eerie eyes in an instant, and then they all rushed towards Bai Ye.

Not only them, but the plateau itself is also taking action. It is difficult for it to kill this person, but it can wear him down to death.

Its power is inexhaustible and can never be used up. As long as the opponent cannot reach the level of the Sacrifice Path, it will always stand invincible. Even if the battle lasts until the end of time and all worlds wither, it will still be indestructible.

……

One year, two years... a century has passed.

The battle on the plateau continues. There are more progenitors than before, now exceeding ten, and even if they are killed, they can be resurrected.

"Baidi..."

In the heavens above, all living beings murmured in hushed tones. They had won. From the level of the Immortal Emperor downwards, they had achieved a complete victory. The dark creatures were either dead or had fled. The plateau was no longer what it used to be.

However, the Desolate Emperor was still fighting the Five Ancestors. Every few years, one could see crimson blood blooming in an unknown space-time, and dark ghosts being slain.

Originally, the Desolate Emperor was alone, but later he received support from other emperors, including Princess Qingwei, Luo, Menghai, the bold Dark Immortal Emperor, Destroyer of the World, and Wushang.

Some Immortal Emperors were killed by the Primordial Ancestor during this process and could never be resurrected, such as the Feather Emperor and Meng Hai.

"What should we do? Shouldn't we go help?"

Many people saw the Dao Ancestor looking worried. It was the final moment. The White Emperor single-handedly blocked the plateau, and the Desolate Heaven Emperor led the Immortal Emperors to fight against the Primordial Ancestor. The outcome depended entirely on these two battles.

"We wouldn't even be enough to wipe out the aftershocks if we went up there. The most important thing right now is to become an Immortal Emperor as soon as possible." Kun Di shook his head. Those levels were too high; they had the will but not the power.

"Pray. Our power may be insignificant, but it can let Bai Di and Huang know that we have always been worried about them and are waiting for their return."

This is a spiritual force, a concern for one living being after another. Why would the strong protect the weak?

Is it because of the reverence one receives? The endless cheers and praise? Or is it an innate love of domination? The enjoyment of having all spirits kneel at one's feet, with one eye looking down upon everything?

Actually, neither is true. The admiration of the masses may be novel at first, but it will become tiresome over time. The ambition brought by power will also become dull and tasteless as one climbs higher and time passes.

This is why true powerhouses prioritize pursuing the Great Dao.

At the level of Night and Desolation, are all living beings really that important? Actually, no. The so-called myriad spirits are indeed like bubbles in their eyes.

They didn't enjoy being ruled, nor did they have any ambition. All they had was a love for seeing the smiles on the faces of those around them and the innocence of children. It was a beautiful place in their hearts, the source of their ability to stay on the right path, and therefore they were willing to fight to the death to protect it.

It was because of the transmission of spiritual power that even Shi Hao, who had not uttered a sound for many years, felt a warmth in his heart. The strong protected the weak without asking for anything in return. As long as there were people who cared and wanted to protect them, they would not fall even if they shed their last drop of blood.

"Whether it lasts for a hundred years or ten million years, I am the Heavenly Emperor, and I shall protect the world!"

Shi Hao let out a long roar, which made the five ancestors who had just caught up slightly stunned. They had chased him so much that he was like a stray dog, so where did he get the motivation? Even his fighting spirit was rekindled.

"That's the difference between me and you. There are some things you'll never understand."

"kill!"

Shi Hao turned around and led the Immortal Emperors to attack. He would not die, nor would he fall. No matter how difficult or tiring it was, he would persevere. There were people waiting for him behind him. He also had an agreement with Brother Ye to wait for Brother Ye's return.

But he didn't know that it was precisely because he had always held this belief that he was unwilling to die, and if he couldn't die, how could he set foot on the path of sacrifice?

Shi Hao was a truly upright and honorable man. It was precisely because of this that he was both made and destroyed by the Heavenly Emperor. If the ten progenitors in the original work had come out together to kill Shi Hao earlier, there would have been no Ye Yu Chu in later generations, nor the darkness that has existed throughout history.

"Hold on for a few more years, and I will join you in destroying the progenitor and going to support Bai Ye." The pollen's voice transmission startled Shi Hao, and his resolute yet weary face broke into a smile.

This is good news. Originally, his eldest niece would not have advanced so quickly, but the series of battles, coupled with the fight with the Ancestor, made her advance at an astonishing speed. If he did not know her background, he would really mistake her for a priestess who had rebuilt her cultivation. Otherwise, how could her talent be so terrifying?

"Let the plateau lie dormant... that might not be a bad idea."

Meanwhile, on another plateau, a gray figure appeared, his eyes lowered as he gazed at the vast, trembling island in the distance, like a lonely ghost lingering in the world.

He did not interfere, like a passerby watching the battle on the island. Perhaps, who won or lost was meaningless to him; he was not looking at the result, but at the process.

This also reminded him of his past self. Recently, for some reason, he had more memories of the past. Thinking back to those days, he had fought desperately for the people behind him, experienced despair, and worked hard, but in the end, he could no longer find that feeling from back then.

"Young friend, if you were to reach the summit, would you still believe that everything in this world is an illusion...?"

Gray Shadow looked up at the blood-stained figure, and at the plateau riddled with holes and cracks, remaining silent for a long time.

Chapter 727 Sharing Solitude with the Plateau

"Is it not over yet...?"

Time seemed to have passed for an entire era; the longer we waited, the longer it felt.

No one could see the battle on the plateau clearly; only a blurry silhouette stood tall and majestic in the mist, unyielding and unyielding.

A vast, powerful force was surging, and an overwhelming, eerie mist was spreading. Accompanied by a dreamlike fire burning, the entire plateau was left devastated.

It is not so simple to severely damage the plateau and put it to sleep. The plateau's own consciousness is lower than the power it bears, and it will become exhausted if it is overused.

Just like a child with immense strength, he can swing a big stick for a while without getting exhausted, but his mental energy will eventually tire, and he may fall asleep while swinging. The same is true for the plateau.

This was impossible; no one in the world could stand against the plateau. But then Bai Ye emerged, standing on the half-step sacrificial path, able to be weakened or strengthened, thus enabling him to confront the flawed plateau.

In reality, Baiye couldn't sustain it for long either. No matter how flat the plateau was, it still possessed a quality beyond the sacrificial path, and its destructive power was undeniable.

"How much longer can you hold on... Night, why not return to my embrace? Whether it's you or your followers, they all have the same substance flowing through their veins as I do. As long as you kill Huang, I can make you the first of the progenitors."

The plateau trembled, and billions of wisps of mist emerged, restoring the once-damaged plateau to its original state.

But the next moment, Bai Ye suddenly took a step, and endless spacetime flames surged forth, enveloping the heavens and the earth, enveloping the plateau, causing it to rewind and become riddled with holes once again.

"What's so great about being the first ancestor? You'd be better off being my pet."

"You're courting death!"

The plateau was enraged. Even if the night had not yet been established on the sacrificial path, it would not become a slave to others.

"Boom!"

The plateau itself trembled repeatedly, and wisps of dark mist materialized, quickly coalescing into gray dragons with their tails embedded in the plateau, their bodies connecting heaven and earth, and their heads soaring into the void, gazing down at the white night.

These weren't just one or two, but more than a dozen, each one resembling a progenitor, radiating an astonishing aura.

Bai Ye frowned. Gao Yuan's use of power had reached a new level, which was not a good sign. The other party was also using this time to grow. If given enough time, Gao Yuan would eventually become a true master of the sacrificial path.

"Night, are you really going to remain so stubborn?!" Gao Yuan issued his final ultimatum.

"Then you're wrong."

Bai Ye shook his head, his body trembled, and multiple images appeared in the world. His figure enlarged, fearless of everything, and he stepped into the group of dragons. His fist intent was magnificent and vast, enveloping the three true dragons. The moment he unleashed the attack, the multiple images merged into one, causing the three true dragons to fly backward and then disintegrate.

At the same time, a real dragon bit his shoulder, trying to tear him to pieces.

"boom!"

The dragon was sent flying. He raised his hand and pressed down, striking the dragon's head with a palm. His great power surged between his fingers. The moment the palm struck, the double image reappeared, causing the dragon to bleed instantly and its head to split into pieces.

"Roar!"

One after another, true dragons attacked, each with its own claws, fists, tail, and horns, possessing unparalleled offensive power. But they encountered Bai Ye.

With his feet firmly planted on the ground and his body towering into the sky, he stomped down, unleashing a surge of boundless flames that brought the entire area to a temporary standstill.

Immediately afterwards, he made his move, each punch creating a shadow, each punch a true dragon. In just a breath, the entire world was filled with dragon corpses.

But they did not die completely. They came from the power of the plateau and were one with it. As long as the plateau does not die, they will not disappear.

This did not stump him. The flames around him transformed into a giant furnace, absorbing and refining all the dragon corpses.

"How much power you have left, whether you are an ancestor or a true dragon, has ultimately become my nourishment."

As he spoke, he swallowed the stove in front of him whole.

"you……"

The plateau bristles, just like its ancestors. Everyone thought Huang was a glutton, but this person can eat even more.

To be precise, this person sees himself as a seed, and everything in the world, whether tangible or intangible, can become nourishment in his presence.

"Then I will bury you forever! I will obliterate your body and annihilate your soul!" Gao Yuan said fiercely.

It was becoming increasingly difficult to control, not because it lacked power, but because its consciousness could not withstand the strain and needed to recover through slumber. During this process, this child could not be allowed to live, otherwise the other party would dismantle its body to pieces, refine it bit by bit, and thus render it eternally silent.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the plateau cracked open on its own, and endless dark matter poured out from it, engulfing the heavens and the earth, and the sacrificial sea, as if it wanted to swallow everything in the world.

Even Shi Hao, who was chasing the five progenitors, and the other immortal emperors felt their scalps tingle, as if an unimaginable power was sweeping across the entire world.

"plateau……"

Shi Hao and the other Immortal Emperors were shocked. When they turned around, they saw a huge coffin formed from the dark mist. It swallowed the sacrificial sea and enveloped the plateau, as if it were about to become eternal. The Great Dao, the universe, destiny, cause and effect, whatever they were, were like bubbles in front of it, which could be dispersed with a wave of the hand.

"Brother Ye!"

"white night!"

Shi Hao and Hua Fen felt a jolt in their hearts. This was something no one had expected. The plateau was still holding back, and its power was terrifyingly high, as if it had mobilized all its strength.

"Using the plateau as a coffin, darkness as soil, the long river of time as a source, and the endless void as nourishment..."

Bai Ye did not die, but instead let out a long roar that shook the world. He was like a peerless giant, standing on the plateau, holding up the coffin lid with his hands. His eyes opened and closed, and everything in the past, present and future was evolving in his eyes. The ages flowed at his waist.