Perfect Double Agent

"Throughout eternity, my soul has been carried; through endless time and space, my body has been buried. If I awaken one day, my true form will be eternal!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, only that roar remained in the entire world. Endless ancient history and boundless void seemed to transform into dazzling runes. Even the entire river of time was shining, condensing into a river-shaped rune.

This was a breathtaking scene. Countless runes, endless and boundless, came from ancient times, from the present, from the future, from the very beginning, from the boundless chaos and the endless void, all converging in this era and landing on the plateau, making the giant coffin seem as if it were enveloped by stars.

"you……"

The plateau trembled, as it attempted to seal the person within itself, but the other party also sought to seal it, using endless years and boundless void as its foundation—truly a grand scheme. Who could mobilize such power? Only those at the true level of the Sacrifice Path could accomplish this.

Only on the true path of sacrifice can everything be destroyed and everything be restored.

But its consciousness could no longer sustain its squandering of power; all it could do was wait. Through these years of battling the night, when it awoke again, it would be even stronger.

"boom!"

The massive coffin lid was about to close, as if to bury a giant within it forever. In the distance, they vaguely saw that weary figure looking back, his gaze gentle, his smile like a spring breeze, as if offering comfort and encouragement to everyone.

"White Emperor!"

The Immortal Emperors cried out, looking at the plateau that had been completely transformed into an ancient coffin, and at the various runes and patterns on the coffin walls, their hearts filled with indescribable emotions.

The ancient coffin remained silent, while the heavens and spacetime shone brightly, continuously providing power to this day. It was unknown whether this was to reinforce the seal or for some other reason.

"Hahaha! Night is absolutely finished, and you are all finished too. Only our race is eternal, and only we can look down upon eternity."

The five progenitors arrived together, each exuding an imposing presence, and each face radiating a cold smile. In the end, they had the last laugh.

"If you are buried forever on the plateau, will you still be able to go back?" Shi Hao's eyes flashed with lightning, and he pointed his sword at the Five Ancestors. If he were to fight to the death, he could kill three or even four. If he were given a few million more years, he could kill five.

"Ok?"

The Five Ancestors were shocked, and their expressions changed instantly. The plateau was isolated by the power of night, so they could not return. In other words, they might not be able to be resurrected, and even if they were, they would not be able to get out.

"What's there to be afraid of? Huang is no match for the five of us. As long as we don't give him the chance to defeat us one by one, who can he kill?" one of the ancestors sneered.

The power of the Wilderness lies in the instantaneous burst of power generated by its transformation into other forms; the destructive force of that burst is so terrifying that it can kill one of them alone.

But if the five of them unite, even Huang can't do anything to them.

They had practiced this kind of thing years ago. Ten people is the strongest state, and five people can also merge, but their strength is not as great as ten people.

In an instant, mysterious and unpredictable patterns appeared between the five ancestors, connecting and resonating with each other. Even the Immortal Emperor could not understand the principle and true meaning of those patterns.

"boom!"

The five merged into one, causing the dark matter to surge like never before and unleashing ominous energy that shook the world, making it terrifying beyond measure.

"This is no longer a battle you can interfere with." Shi Hao said solemnly. He didn't know how long he could hold on, but he couldn't fall. Otherwise, the Five Ancestors would wipe out this world.

"Huang, you and we have known each other for a long time. Just admit it. Why be so stubborn?" The ancestor, now unified, smiled coldly, seemingly confident of victory.

"There are not many people in this world that we can remember. Pollen is one, Night is one, and you, Huang, are also one." Different voices also came from the mouth of that huge ancestor.

It's clear that although they have merged into one, they still retain their own individual consciousness.

"That would be my honor."

With a single sword strike, Shi Hao cleaved through the forces behind him, causing the power of time to shift and the Immortal Emperors to vanish in an instant.

"Shi Hao!"

The Immortal Emperors felt a tightness in their chests. This was an act of banishment, sending them far from all worlds to avoid the Five Ancestors' spying and to prevent them from being assassinated.

However, Huang alone could not withstand the Five Ancestors; it was too much for him. Perhaps Huang had already prepared for his demise.

"You leave, I'll stay."

At the crucial moment, pollen broke free of her restraints, carrying a mysterious furnace and a stone axe, unaffected by the passage of time.

Shi Hao opened his mouth, not wanting his niece to stay with him. If she died, how could he face Brother Ye? But seeing her serious expression, he didn't refuse.

Everyone has their own beliefs and their own principles. He is like that, and so is Brother Ye. As Brother Ye's daughter, Qingwei must have already prepared herself mentally, and there's no point in trying to persuade her any further.

“Speaking of which, you are quite extraordinary.” The Ancestor glanced at the pollen and raised an eyebrow. “When Night brought you to meet us back then, it really surprised us. Now you have proven that you are indeed worthy of being Night’s daughter and have the same charm as him.”

This also reminds us of someone, an empress of the world; perhaps only you can compare to pollen.

This is a great compliment, and even more so, an endorsement. Comparing her to pollen represents the Fifth Patriarch's belief that Qingwei has the potential to perform sacrificial rites, but it also signifies that she must be eliminated.

"Perhaps I will surpass Huafen." Huafen remained calm, her eyes filled with seriousness. She knew herself best. If she could start over, how could she possibly regress?

"Then we can't let you live any longer. We'll kill you first, then Huang, and then destroy the heavens and all the realms. This life needs no surprises, and no threats."

The ancestor moved in an instant, his palm covering the world, and an ominous mist stretched endlessly towards Shi Hao and Hua Fen.

……

Time flows silently, and the plateau remains silent to this day. Even Huang, Princess Qingwei, and the five ancestors do not know where they are.

Perhaps they are beyond the endless universe, or perhaps they are in the infinite chaos, where even the Celestial Emperor cannot find them.

Only the occasional fragments flowing through time and space allowed them to catch glimpses of what Princess Qingwei had been seriously injured in the battles of recent years. Then, the figure of the Desolate Emperor flashed by and went away alone, his steps filled with weariness and heaviness.

"Are you about to give up?"

On Mount Tianxian, all the celestial emperors gathered, watching the gu, who sat cross-legged on the mountaintop, constantly deducing the workings of time and space.

"Fight our way out and at least bring Qingwei back," said the World Destroyer, but his words were not heeded. It wasn't that they were afraid of death, but that they couldn't withstand even a single blow if they went.

But if the younger generation closest to the sacrificial path were to die before them, while they were clinging to life, they would also be unable to forgive themselves.

"Yes, fight our way out and bring the young master back!" Zilong also appeared, accompanied by three women with worried expressions.

With their husbands gone and the plateau silent, and their daughters nowhere to be found, how could they not worry?

"Can we find the gu?" Even Wu Shang couldn't remain calm.

"It's difficult. Shi Hao isolated that space-time, probably because he didn't want to be found by the Ancestor." Gu Zu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze showing exhaustion.

"Then what about using resonance?" Luo Tianxian couldn't help but ask.

So everyone looked at Qingyi. If there was anything in the world that could not be severed, it was probably the connection between bloodlines. Apart from the White Emperor, only this Empress could find Princess Qingwei.

Everyone was staring at her. Qingyi opened her mouth, but she wasn't Qingwei's biological mother. Qingwei was created, she was the one who brought her here, and she was the one who named her. That was all.

"I'll give it a try." Qingyi did not refuse. Bai Ye's life or death was unknown, and the heir from the other realm was seriously injured. These Immortal Emperors had not closed their eyes for many years. At this time, there was no need to give them any more disappointing news.

Chapter 728 Pollen Sacrifice

As to where Qingwei is, perhaps only Huang knows. The emperors traveled through the ages together, taking Qingyi with them, for tens of thousands of years.

Time and space are infinite, and chaos is boundless. No one can say for sure how vast the world truly is, not to mention that each time period has its own world, making the search even more difficult.

Their intentions were good. If something were to happen to Bai Di, Qingwei would be the leader and the spiritual anchor, uniting the family and continuing to lead them.

At the same time, Qingwei is also the most talented. Once she reaches the top, even if something unexpected happens to the White Emperor, she will be the most likely person to bring the White Emperor back to life.

It's just unknown how long Huang can hold out against the Five Ancestors. The world is in a difficult state, and Huang will eventually run out of strength. If Huang suffers another accident, then this world will truly be over.

"No, searching aimlessly like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Even with bloodline resonance, it will be difficult to find it." Gu Zu shook his head. They were only Immortal Emperors, with limited power. There were some dimensions that even they could not enter.

“I know some places where Qingwei might be growing up,” Qingyi said.

"Could it be there?" Luo Tianxian seemed to remember something, and her eyes lit up.

"The place of growth?" Everyone looked at the two women with doubt, especially Luo Tianxian with a strange look. Princess Qingwei did indeed take a path that no one knew when she was young. They always thought that it was the White Emperor who opened up a trial path for Qingwei. Could it be that Luo was there at that time?

Keep in mind that at that time, Bai Di was only with a few of his close female friends.

"Ahem... Don't overthink it. Qingwei and I are good sisters. I've heard her talk about some things from the past." Luo Tianxian quickly explained. She had to explain because before pollen ascended to heaven, it had its own path, where it left behind its backup plans and relics, which were originally intended for nurturing future reflections.

But the pollen was revived by the night in another way.

"No need to explain, it's alright." The Immortal Emperor smiled, his cold face much more amiable than before.

Everyone nodded in agreement; it was nothing unusual, after all, Bai Di was truly outstanding.

Seeing everyone's knowing expressions, Luo Tianxian's forehead was covered in black lines. But she had no way to explain this. She couldn't just say that their princess was the strongest empress of our heavens. If her deeds were exposed, the ancestors would probably kill her sister first, even if they didn't kill Huang.

In fact, even Qingyi wasn't sure if Qingwei was really there.

At this moment, in an unknown space-time, a figure was walking. He was dressed in white, and his face was blurred, as if shrouded in a wisp of mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

Not long after, he stopped and stood in a pure land, looking at a woman lying in a misty pool with her eyes closed. Her face was very pale, and her body was like porcelain with cracks, staining her white clothes in a tragic way.

"Everything in the past was fake, but the time you spent together was real."

The man in white stood before the pool, and with a flick of his hand, shards of glistening soil fell into it, submerging the pool in just a moment and gradually forming a small mound that enveloped the woman.

No one knows what kind of soil this is, but if you look closely, it is like a series of condensed worlds of time and space, where the power of time flows endlessly and surges continuously, and a single breath seems to be millions of years.

He did not change the woman's transformation process, but simply gave her ample time.

"Did I also have selfish motives...?"

The man in white himself didn't know that even after witnessing Gao Yuan's actions and the darkness and chaos that plagued the world throughout history, all in an effort to recreate his legacy, he remained unmoved.

Or perhaps he had no emotions at all, like a passerby, or a walking corpse, with everything in the world irrelevant to him, even if time and space collapsed and all living beings perished.

He was neither indifferent nor caring.

Until a few days ago, he saw the growth history of pollen, night and wilderness. Every strong person has gone through this process and has their own ancient history.

This reminded him of his past self, all alone, living on the plateau, with flowers and lotus as his companions, playing the zither, chopping wood, boiling water and brewing tea every day, a simple and lonely life.

The flood of memories solidified him once more, transforming his gray robes into white. He himself didn't know why he had changed. Was it because his thoughts had become more numerous? Or because he had developed a attachment to this world? Or perhaps Ye Xiaoyou's words had shaken his past beliefs?

The figure in white couldn't explain it himself. He stood in front of the mound for a long time until a tender sprout broke through the soil, then he turned and left.

What is a seed? What is annihilation? The principle of "no destruction, no construction" perfectly encapsulates this path.

Whether it's the pollen path or the seed path, they have no similarities, yet they can connect seamlessly, producing flowers and pollen. At each level, she is transforming, utilizing the spiritual pollen factors she generates to become self-sufficient.

Then, she would burn herself to achieve nirvana, only to be reborn the following year. This cycle repeated itself endlessly, allowing her path to achieve a harmonious unity of three.

The phrase "wildfire cannot burn it all, the spring breeze brings it back to life" perfectly describes her own path.

Most importantly, she can cultivate without relying on heaven and earth, whether it is the end of the Dharma era or the era of spiritual desolation.

The seed sprouted, grew stronger and stronger, like a towering tree, and then blossomed, revealing a woman among the petals.

She lay motionless in the center of the flower, enveloped in a mysterious liquid, quietly experiencing this rebirth.

In the past, she has experienced too many deaths and rebirths. Each time, someone buried her seed in the soil, took good care of it, and waited for her to sprout again.