Perfect Double Agent

"It's real! You're not fake! That's great! Huang, Qing, did you see that?!" Hunshi roared.

"What do you mean fake? We've always been here. Aren't you fighting the progenitor?" Shi Ye's heart suddenly sank, and he had a bad feeling.

The world witnessed the birth of the twelve progenitors, the great battle between the three emperors and the progenitors in the outside world, and their eventual disappearance. Logically speaking, the battle could have lasted for several eras.

“Child…” Hunshi didn’t know what to say. He didn’t let go of Shi Ye, but nodded heavily. “Child, from now on I am your father. Don’t worry, those ancestors can no longer threaten you.”

The corpses also nodded repeatedly. Only in loss do we realize the value of things. They had no relatives or descendants. Perhaps the only people in the world they truly cared about were these descendants.

"Why...my father..."

Shi Ye fell silent. He had just become an Immortal Emperor when Heaven dealt him such a blow. He had always wanted to prove to his father that he had achieved the feat of having two emperors in one family. Unfortunately, his father would never see it.

At this moment, even as an Immortal Emperor, he couldn't help but want to cry, but he had to be strong, like his father, leaving only his majestic side. The world needed him to protect, the Heavenly Court needed him to lead, his mother needed him to comfort her, and he still had so much to do.

However, no one knew that at this moment, in an unknown space, the two orbs of light were staring at each other.

They died, yet were reborn from the silence. There is no concept of time here. People who stepped in from eternity ago, those who stepped in in the present, and those who will step in in the future all seem to be visible and all happening right now.

Most importantly, they have already established themselves in the realm above the sacrificial path. Wherever their gaze falls, they can deplete everything or restore everything. Cause and effect, fate, and everything in the world seem to have become bubbles, which can be waved away at will, even the long river of time is no exception.

"Is this the sacrificial path...?"

The pollen couldn't help but whisper. Standing in this field, she finally understood what Bai Ye meant by eternal rebirth after eternal silence.

That man had long ago grasped how to become a master of the sacrificial path; if she had died completely in her previous life, she probably would have already achieved that.

But why didn't the night, which understood this, gestate in this space like they did?

Logically speaking, anyone who has been born in this space, whether from countless ages ago or countless ages later, should appear. However, not only did Ye not appear, but even the other man who had raised her did not appear here.

"Have they both perished...?"

Pollen felt heartbroken; those were the two people in the world most difficult to talk about. One raised her for a lifetime, but in the end, one thought he was sick and committed suicide by self-immolation, while the other, who clearly knew how to become a priest, died forever.

These are definitely two patients with serious psychological problems. They are so worrying that it's impossible not to worry about them. If she could, she would want to resurrect hundreds or thousands of them and beat them up if they didn't listen to her!

Chapter 732 The Grand Finale

"How could this be..."

Many people cannot accept that the Desolate Emperor and Princess Qingwei have both perished, taking many ancestors with them.

The successive deaths of two powerful figures are a loss to the entire world. Thinking of their past, many people feel even more heavy-hearted, and everyone is filled with sorrow.

The heavens, which had finally reached their peak of prosperity, almost lost four priests in the same era. The White Emperor was the first to pass away, followed by the Desolate Emperor and Princess Qingwei. Now, only one priest remains to support the nation.

The heavens are jealous of talent, and a mournful cry hangs over the heavens, as if the twilight of an era has arrived, with a sorrowful atmosphere permeating every heart.

But at that very moment, two dazzling lights suddenly shone out from the outside world.

Their light shines upon the world, illuminating all living beings, piercing through the past, present, and future, and illuminating every corner of the river of time. Wherever there is emptiness in the world, there is their light; wherever there are living beings, they can see those two figures side by side.

They seem to rise from ruin and revive from oblivion; wherever their gaze falls, the past and present are reopened, and with a single step, the future is annihilated.

That kind of power was terrifying, seemingly omnipotent. Everything in the world was constantly destroyed beneath them, including cause and effect, creation, destiny, and the Great Dao, and then they were constantly reborn.

One breath can destroy everything, and another breath can bring everything back to life.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the two people who had suddenly appeared in the world—the Desolate Emperor and the Qingwei Empress!

"Father……"

Shi Ye carried a magnificent black coffin. A son carrying his father's coffin—who wouldn't be heartbroken? But the people reflected in the sky seemed to be playing a joke on him.

In an instant, a pair of majestic eyes swept over him, making him shudder and hurriedly drop the coffin that was prepared for burial.

Good heavens, this is the first time Shi Hao has ever seen his own coffin. If he had come out any later, his tombstone would have already been erected.

"Father!"

"The Desolate Emperor!"

"shortage!"

Countless people roared, tears of excitement welling up in their eyes. It was wonderful that Huang was not dead. The happiest person was Hunshi. He didn't quite understand how the two people he had witnessed dying could reappear.

Could it be a hallucination?

But the two did not return to the heavens. Their gazes were fixed on the plateau, where two trembling ancestors stood, and the silent plateau lay.

"How could this be... They've become the masters of the sacrificial path..." The lips of the two progenitors trembled. They felt as if their existence was about to vanish forever just from the gaze of those two people.

It was an indescribable power, truly transcending everything.

"Let's do it. I'm looking forward to seeing Brother Ye again." Shi Hao whispered. Besides, there was also the bronze coffin master who caused all the darkness. He really wanted to know what kind of person the other party was and why he committed suicide.

Pollen nodded. She was different now than before; she was omnipotent and could rewind the entire river of time with a single thought.

However, after a moment, she suddenly froze. There was no trace of night in the river of time; there was no past, present, or future.

Because the night nourished the past and the present to give birth to the future, and the three bodies were truly in the same position, and then it was forever silenced in the plateau, therefore there is no night in the world.

This is nothing; the night exists in her mind, and it can be resurrected just the same.

But when she took action, she was completely bewildered. Night still hadn't appeared, which meant she had failed.

One father was like this, and even when she tried a different father, she found the result was the same.

"How could this be..."

Pollen looked bewildered; what happened to the promise of omnipotence?

Shi Hao was also stunned. He had failed as well. He didn't believe in evil and with a wave of his hand, one ancestor after another appeared.

"We...aren't we dead...?"

The ancestors murmured, looking at their familiar homeland and their fellow practitioners, their hearts filled with doubt.

"No problem, these people can be resurrected easily." Shi Hao said, puzzled.

But his words were like a bolt from the blue, causing the ancestors to stiffen and look up, instantly seeing the two dazzling men and women.

"Wilderness... Clear!"

More than ten ancestral figures trembled in unison; some were enraged, some had bloodshot eyes, and some were filled with boundless hatred.

But with a wave of Shi Hao's hand, most of the ancestors died instantly, leaving the remaining ancestors completely frozen in fear.

What kind of power was this? It was completely beyond their imagination. Huang and Qing should have died with them.

However, they suddenly discovered that as Huang raised his hand, unfathomable power flowed between his fingers, reviving the ancestor who had just died. This also made the pupils of the others shrink, for it was Huang who had revived them!

This was a complete disaster. They never imagined that they would face such a day, being killed by Huang, then resurrected by Huang, and then killed again. Huang seemed to be addicted to this, and this was the first time they had experienced what it meant to be worse than dead.

They wanted to die but couldn't, they wanted to escape but couldn't. That bastard resurrected them and killed them; it was pure, naked revenge.

"Huang, you beast!"

All the ancestors broke through their defenses. Why did they all die together? Why did Huang evolve while they didn't make any progress? Instead, they were resurrected and tortured.

In the end, all the progenitors were completely killed, and the entire plateau was empty, without even a wisp of mist to be seen.

This puzzled Shi Hao and Qing Wei. Gao Yuan seemed to be dead, and even the dark matter had disappeared, as if it had been cleaned up long ago.

Even the plateau slowly cracked open under their gaze, revealing a space and two men in white.

One is refined and easygoing, the other is calm and gentle. These are two men whose charisma can illuminate both the world and the world. They are rare in this world. With every move they make, the world is created and destroyed under their control.

Shi Hao was very familiar with one of them, and equally familiar with the other. They looked so alike; not exactly identical, but nearly identical.

"This is..." Shi Hao was stunned. Even with his composure, he couldn't remain calm.

But Huafen's eyes widened, and she covered her red lips. So, one of them had already been resurrected, and the other had already been sacrificed. The moment she saw the two of them, she understood everything. Why the world was broken, why all living beings died, and why they died in battle was because someone had set a trap to make their lives possible.

"You guys... really are!"

Pollen rarely showed a hint of anger. She had been thinking about these two people the whole time, both before her death and after her resurrection. She had worried so much about them, only to find that they were both alive and well.

"Brother Ye, who is this...?"

Shi Hao couldn't help but ask, he had some guesses in his mind, and he was afraid that the person would come up and say that he was his ancestor.

"Come here." The Copper Coffin Master beckoned to the pollen, then looked at Shi Hao with an unfriendly gaze.

Even Bai Ye was treated the same way, as if guarding against a thief.

The pollen is very obedient. Since the darkness has been resolved and the two cheap fathers are also fine, then there's nothing to worry about.

But Shi Hao didn't think so. He was being targeted, not by two hungry wolves, but by two ferocious tigers.

"I heard you're after our daughter?"

"???"

Shi Hao was stunned, and a bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

"In my past life, I was pollen, and also a flower he cultivated." Pollen pointed to the bronze coffin and explained to Shi Hao, not hiding her identity. Whether she acknowledged it or not, these two were indeed her fathers.

Shi Hao wasn't too surprised. He had some doubts when he became a priest, because Qingwei used to call Bai Ye instead of Father, as if they were equals. This was not the attitude a daughter should have.

But that's not right. There are only four paths to the Sacrifice Path in the world, and Ye Ge's family has three of them. He is confident that he is no weaker than anyone else at this level, but he didn't say that he could fight three people at once. Isn't that bullying?

"I do not have……"

Shi Hao wanted to argue, but the two men had already rushed over, just like an old father protecting his little darling. Even the pollen was eager to join the fray.

"Oh my god!"

Shi Hao turned and ran. He never thought that this day would come. The thought of having to fight three people at once for the rest of his life made him feel terrible.

"Brother Ye, you're shameless!"

"Night, stop him! How dare he covet our daughter? We'll smash his head in today!"

This was inhumane. Shi Hao didn't know how long he had been on the run. Time meant nothing to them. He traced back through time and saw the past of the Copper Coffin Master, as well as the past of the Plateau and the Pollen. But he was chased in. He was chased and beaten by the three of them all the way. When in the world, apart from him, had there ever been such a miserable sacrificial path?

This made him reflect deeply and resolve that he must raise two more priests to the rank of Grand Master in the future, otherwise he would have no chance against this trio of scoundrels.

"Comfortable!" The master of the bronze coffin roared, as if years of depression had been completely swept away. Having someone to accompany him and someone to spar with made all the difference.

"Right, senior? Whether you're busy or not, life is never lonely." Bai Ye laughed.

Only Shi Hao looked depressed; this was a complete disaster.

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