Perfect Double Agent

"boom!"

The bone box vibrated with astonishing heat and divine energy, as if it were roasting him or slapping him, causing the bone box to roll continuously.

"It looks cyan... Could it be the Azure Moon Flame?" Bai Ye asked, his face full of suspicion.

Since entering the Fire State, he had been searching for the Great Canyon where Qingyue Flame was located in order to pinpoint the location of the bronze coffin. However, for some reason, the canyon abyss described in the original work had not appeared, as if it had not yet formed.

Is this why the underground ruins haven't been unearthed yet?

Bai Ye whispered something, quietly lifted a corner of the box, and extended his divine sense.

This is a vast underground space, extremely wide, at least several thousand miles long.

Ancient palaces and buildings stand silently on the ground, exuding an aura of chaos and the vicissitudes of time, as if they have existed for tens of thousands of years.

But this place is too desolate, without any vitality, like an underground dead city. Even on a platform on the edge of the dead city, one can sense huge dragon bones.

"This is indeed the place... but where is Qingyueyan?"

Chapter 95 Past Life, Present Life, Future

The earth was silent, eerily still. The urn was crystalline, emitting wisps of white light, and a human head was visible, stiff and lifeless.

The man and the fire, facing each other, made time seem to stand still in this land.

"Bang!"

The box rolled toward the complex of buildings. Bai Ye realized he had been careless; he hadn't been able to sense the presence of that fire before.

It was no bigger than a fist, its entire body a deep blue-green, shrouded in wisps of mist, emanating a powerful, unsettling ripple of the Great Dao. The moment it drifted over, the entire space seemed to ignite.

The fire was incredibly powerful, capable of burning the cult leader to death. Bai Ye, who knew its true nature, felt a chill run down his spine.

However, it seemed to sense no threat, and after chasing for a couple of moments, it floated into the sky, radiating light and illuminating this underground world.

Bai Ye hid in the bone box and waited for a while before peeking out again. However, he was not far from the bronze coffin at this time.

The platform was as majestic as a mountain, with nine ferocious yet crystalline dragon bones lying across it, exuding an aura of immortality, having existed for countless millennia.

Bai Ye, clutching the bone box and carrying the small sword, leaped and landed steadily in front of the bronze coffin. He quietly examined the ancient coffin that had pierced through the beginning and end of time, feeling both excitement and complex emotions.

Darkness arose because of it, all living beings perished because of it, and the myriad realms were destroyed time and time again. Who could have imagined that it also played a part in causing all of this to happen?

The plateau collapsed, revealing the bronze coffin. The terrain changed, the bronze coffin opened, and ashes were scattered. Who would believe it!

Perhaps all of this is because of the lack of a tombstone. A tombstone marks the grave and coffin, and it is a symbol of heaven and earth, and a symbol of the plateau.

Bai Ye reached out and stroked the bronze coffin, his palm running across the verdigris, his fingers tracing the blurred bronze engravings, feeling the mysterious energy emanating from them…

Suddenly, his body trembled, and he looked sharply at the ancient and blurry patterns between his fingers. There were mountains and rivers, strange and exotic beasts, and ancient gods and ancestors with tears streaming down their faces. Each one was different, and each one exuded a mysterious aura.

However, these patterns appear to be later additions, possibly created by the true immortals of the ancient times, or even by immortal kings from an earlier era.

This sudden discovery shocked Bai Ye. He flipped over and jumped into the bronze coffin, which had been partially opened. The inner walls of the coffin also had patterns, but without exception, they were also carved by later generations.

"That's right... The original intention of the coffin owner was to let everything return to nothingness, so why would he carve patterns on it and leave any trace of his existence?"

For an existence like the owner of the bronze coffin, there is no need to carve anything or leave anything behind. This can be seen from the fact that the owner only used various stone tools made at will.

“I was too attached to appearances…” Bai Ye murmured. Originally, he wanted to observe the pattern first and then go to the Celestial Academy to try magic immunity, but that was just his previous idea.

Now, he gradually calmed down from his initial sense of loss, and his fluctuating emotions slowly returned to normal.

He has his own path to follow, and ultimately he has to walk it himself. Instead of indulging in wishful thinking, he should calm down and better develop himself.

At this moment, he was exceptionally otherworldly, abandoning all unrealistic fantasies. He slowly sat cross-legged in the bronze coffin, his whole body radiant, his brow glowing, and the sound of the zither echoing, making him completely ethereal.

In that instant, through that crystal-clear body, one could almost see clusters of primordial symbols resonating softly. They were imprinted between flesh and bones, connecting the body's veins, as if weaving a vast net of time and space.

Blood is used to repair the physical body, a grotto-heaven is opened to create a world, spirits are transformed to nourish true spirits, inscriptions are created to create symbols, and arrays are created to create patterns. All of this seems to follow the evolutionary process of a world, from nothing to something, from the creation of heaven and earth to the birth of life, from primitive symbols to patterns, and finally all come together to transcend the mortal world.

This is also what makes this method special; its essence lies in imitating heaven and earth and ultimately merging with them.

The downside is that it relies too much on the vast universe, but the upside is that it teaches every cultivator the process of exploring the origin runes, from exploration to discovery, from imitation to creation, which is the most valuable thing.

The space inside the bronze coffin was deathly silent, yet unusually bright, with transparent, rippling light that spread to every corner of the interior.

They resemble extended patterns of time and space, or a special realm, illusory, ethereal, and hazy, as if transcending the mundane.

However, if a Venerable One were here, he would surely be visibly impressed. A cultivator at the early stage of array formation had actually grasped the true meaning of a Venerable One and was even constructing some kind of domain.

This is unbelievable and incredible; no one has ever done this before.

The patterns of time and space resonated softly, not stirring the vast universe, but rather the very origin of time and space, the origin of time and space that exists everywhere, both within and beyond the world.

His talent was not bestowed by the alien world, nor by the Nine Heavens, but rather by his transmigration, which is what makes him so terrifying.

After a long while, Bai Ye slowly opened his eyes. A ray of white light flashed by, making him even more sacred and brighter. Rumbling sounds emanated from his body, accompanied by wisps of vast Dao energy. The origin of time and space descended from the sky like a waterfall, washing and baptizing him.

This is his true form, just as he was in the ancestral land of the Gu clan. However, now, with his cultivation, his resonance with the greater space-time is even more awe-inspiring. If this were to spread, it would likely shake the entire Upper Realm.

There are three coffins in the world: the coffin of the past life, the present life, and the future life.

Three coffins bury three lifetimes, erasing the past, present, and future, and burning all traces of oneself in order to transcend everything.

In fact, the three bronze coffins are a silent message, telling future generations how to achieve transcendence, but no one has been able to comprehend it.

Who would willingly choose to die if they could live?

You have to give up something to gain something; having attachments and concerns in your heart is the biggest limitation.

Of course, this was just his guess. The real owner of the bronze coffin simply didn't want to live anymore; otherwise, he could have come back to life at any time.

Standing in the bronze coffin, Bai Ye suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment and impulse. Past life, present life, future life—six simple words that contained everything.

But can this be transformed into a powerful force?

If it were to transform into a powerful force, how terrifying it would be, it's completely unimaginable.

The past, present, and future are united; under the joint sacrifice, will it transform into a transcendent power?

However, as soon as this thought crossed his mind, an indescribable chill suddenly descended upon the world.

He couldn't describe the feeling at all. In just a moment, he felt as if he had been sacrificed, or as if he had returned to the eternal void.

Coming to his senses, Bai Ye suddenly swayed, as if his entire body was about to disintegrate. His whole body was covered with countless terrible wounds, even his soul was covered in them. There were too many wounds, and they were too fine, like lines, spreading all over his body, making him feel like he could die at any moment.

"What happened... Can't I even think about it...?"

Bai Ye gasped, sat down cross-legged again, and began staring intently at his wounds, becoming completely absorbed in them.

This is no one.

This person is like a research fanatic, unwilling to let anything go, even when his physical body and primordial spirit are about to collapse.

"This is too mysterious... Is it the trigger of forbidden power, or is someone plotting against me in the future?"

Chapter 96 One Man on Horseback Cuts His Way Across the Grasslands

Several days have passed, but the dead city beneath that land is unusually lively. A figure runs by, pursued closely by a fist-sized ball of chaotic fire, which tirelessly illuminates the boy's body.

Why are you pursuing me? We're not meant to be!

"Stop, don't take any more pictures! No matter how many times you take pictures, the texture won't be there. You won't be able to see it!"

But in the end, Bai Ye completely gave up resisting, letting the Emperor's fire flicker and sway in front of his brow, ignoring it completely.

He knew that the Footprint Emperor wasn't completely dead, but he didn't want to get involved with him, just like no one wants to be constantly watched.

But the Emperor Fire wouldn't give up. It circled around him, trying to see the previous patterns, but no matter how it tried, it couldn't find them.

In truth, that day was indeed bizarre; the cracks in his soul and body were real, almost causing his immediate death.

But then it miraculously disappeared again, and was spotted by the Emperor Fire that came out of the second coffin, which is why it has been hovering under his nose for the past few days.

"Let's get this straight, don't follow me, and don't merge into my body. I'm just a minor cultivator... Of course, if you give me a piece of immortal gold..."

"Alright, never mind. A real man has no shortage of wives. The one you find yourself is true love; what others give you is just a fleeting novelty."

Bai Ye shook his head. This Emperor Fire could find not only immortal gold, but even the Undying Scripture. Neither the Nine Heavens nor the Immortal Realm could stop this guy.

However, in the end, the Emperor Fire did not follow him anymore; it simply vanished into thin air, its whereabouts unknown.

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The grassland remains unchanged, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Golden Bull Chanchan lay stubbornly on a large gray rock, refusing to leave.

"Eat your grass, and if you dare to covet my stones again, I'll smash your head in half."

"Give it to me, and I'll let you ride it for two...one day!"

"It will be with you, though it may not be what you expect."

Bai Ye held the seven-colored sword and kept poking at the Chaos Stone until his hand was almost broken, but he couldn't make a single mark.

Immortal Gold can indeed sever Chaos Stone, but clearly, he is not strong enough to do so.

He originally planned to use the Azure Moon Flame to burn it, but the fire had disappeared.

As a result, even though he suspects there might be something good hidden inside the Chaos Stone, he just can't open it.

"Another immortal gold artifact, another Chaos Stone, such a huge piece! You damned bastard, if you dare to lock me up again, I'll fight you to the death!" The Golden Bull roared, white smoke constantly billowing from its nostrils in anger.

What about face, what about being invincible? As long as he has enough good fortune, even if he carries an idiot on his back and pulls immortal gold behind him, his Golden Ox can still be invincible in the world!

"What immortal gold? Where is it?!"

Just then, a roar suddenly came from the distant land, startling Bai Ye and surprising Jin Niu.

Bai Ye put away the Chaos Stone and the Immortal Gold Sword, and a silver battle halberd radiating divine light appeared in his palm.

The next moment, he flipped onto the bull, causing the golden bull to freeze and its face to turn black instantly. To be fair, riding him was one thing, but even the battle halberd came from him, only to be taken away from the Silver Horn King by the other party.

"Stop hiding, we've already seen it, hand over the immortal gold!"

With a cold shout, two figures suddenly leaped into the air and crashed heavily onto the ground like two mountains, instantly shattering the earth into pieces.

This was a strange combination: a slender, fiery cat-eared girl and a fierce, burly humanoid man, both at the early stage of the Venerable realm. As soon as they landed, they charged towards Bai Ye.

"kill!"