Chapter 2330: How Long Until the Golden Great Age?

The tone of the human emperors throughout history began to turn icy.

They had already spoken their cooperation terms to the current Human Emperor with utmost sincerity, concealing little; among Human Emperors, there should be a certain respect and tacit understanding.

Everything depends on the current Human Emperor's choice.

Cooperation and mutual benefit?

Or confrontation?

"Fellow Daoist,"

"Back then, what was the choice of the Ancient Emperor of Myriad Laws?"

Jiang Ding asked quietly.

During the era of the Myriad Laws Immortal Dynasty, the Ancient Emperor of Myriad Laws faced the same dilemma, likewise observing courtesy before force, likewise showing respect and tacit understanding.

"Back then, the Ancient Emperor of Myriad Laws refused."

The distorted shadow spoke calmly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ding was not particularly surprised.

The Human Emperor is too arrogant.

In this age, heaven and earth bow only to him—the most outstanding talent and spirit of an era, with no equal!

Which Human Emperor lacks arrogance?

Even if sacrificing blood to the heavens and myriad beings only slightly affects his Dao-heart, he would outright refuse.

Why?

You are not worthy!

This Emperor is invincible in the present age and will surely remain so in the future!

What could possibly block this Emperor's steps?

Nothing!

Absolutely nothing!

It is precisely this confidence, this composure,

that makes it possible to sweep aside an era, slay numerous true immortals and formidable foes, and ascend to the throne of Human Emperor.

"In fact,"

"Not only the Ancient Emperor of Myriad Laws,"

The voice of the twisted black shadow echoed repeatedly, carrying reverberation, speaking calmly: "Throughout history, even when there were bonds of kinship, the vast majority of Human Emperors chose to refuse."

"Exceptions are exceedingly rare."

It revealed a startling secret.

"Ah?"

"Hahaha————"

Jiang Ding could not help but laugh out loud.

He glanced at the twisted black shadow with a somewhat strange look.

In history, most Human Emperors chose to refuse?

Isn't that exactly what you yourselves chose to refuse? So why come here to do what?

"Don't look at us like that."

"Supreme Solar Radiance."

The twisted black shadow spoke calmly: "The first refusal was inevitable; we were mentally prepared. The second time, perhaps it will be different."

"The second time?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"Did any records of the great defeat and severe injuries suffered by the Ancient Emperor of Myriad Laws in history survive to later generations?"

They asked.

"Yes."

Jiang Ding nodded.

"Back then, the Ancient Emperor of Myriad Laws refused."

"Afterward, he was targeted and besieged by the combined forces of human and myriad-race emperors, which is the full reason for his crushing defeat and grave wounds, to the extent that he could not live out a second life."

The voice of the twisted black shadow echoed repeatedly, representing many willows, speaking leisurely: "Even so, he never compromised."

"Only in the later stages of his life did he gradually change his mind."

"The current Human Emperor possesses such qualifications—he can choose cooperation at any time and be accepted at any time; this is an enviable status."

"Unfortunately, the moment Myriad Laws chose compromise came too late, and thus the conditions differ."

"The current shallow self-sealed foundation of the Ancient Emperor of Myriad Laws stems from this—he wasted too many precious opportunities; otherwise, it would be utterly impossible to barely survive two eras."

"Supreme Solar Radiance, you may look into the past of Myriad Laws."

The twisted black shadow slowly recounted the past history of the Myriad Laws Immortal Dynasty, describing every detail in extreme detail.

This is not a mere fragment from historical texts, but the firsthand experience of those who lived it.

"Good."

"I will consider it carefully."

Jiang Ding nodded with a smile, without much hostility.

"Well said."

The twisted black shadow gave a slight nod, its form gradually becoming hazy, collapsing into streaks of spiritual light that scattered apart—it was merely a strand of will condensed from the wills of the Human Emperors throughout history, not a physical entity.

"Fellow Daoists,"

"Ask a question."

Jiang Ding quietly stared at the dissipating twisted black shadow, then suddenly said: "The Golden Great Age, how far is it from the present age?"

The twisted black shadow glanced at the blue-clad youth on the crystal divine throne.

In the moment of looking back, an extremely complex, indescribable emotion surged forth, and in the darkness, a sigh echoed in the void.

"After twenty-three ages."

A deep voice affirmed.

"After thirty-one ages."

A soft, alluring voice whispered.

"Nonsense! Clearly it's fifteen ages later!"

A cold voice sneered.

"Ridiculous, clearly it's — "

One voice after another rose, filled with argument and clamor, gradually fading into silence, the vast palace slowly regaining its quiet.

Each voice gave a different answer.

The deduction results of every historical human emperor pointed to different outcomes.

"That is the unknown."

"No, it is not the unknown; only the answer deduced by this sovereign himself is closest to the truth, while everyone else is merely fantasizing, all are illusions."

Jiang Ding Zi muttered to himself.

The Annihilation of Laws Great Dao is a special Great Dao in the Wu Jin Kong Kong, symbolizing cosmic cycles, possessing a natural advantage in deducing the cyclical laws of the immortal Dao universe, and must therefore be closer to reality.

A twisted black shadow, bearing scales, a horn, wings, claws, and various other features, slowly entered the palace.

Its gaze swept over the simple, casual palace structure, and a hint of surprise flickered in its chaotic pupils.

"Fellow Daoist, you bear the demeanor of an ancient human emperor."

The will of the myriad clan emperors spoke with a smile.

In ancient times, the human race, masters of the Wu Jin Kong Kong, did not have such numerous strict orders; it was more relaxed. As time progressed, the development of the immortal Dao became more splendid, and the upper and lower ranks became stricter, the system more rigorous.

"You flatter me."

Jiang Ding smiled.

"It seems, Fellow Daoist, you have refused the request of the human race's historical emperors."

"That is indeed very common."

The will of the myriad clan emperors slowly said: "Have you ever heard of the universal immortal source? The immortal source is the most important foundation for emperors to endure long ages."

"The universality of the universal immortal source means it is compatible with nearly all emperors, although its effects are often mediocre."

"The immortal source of the human emperor, however, is more suitable for — "

Speaking to this point, its tone paused.

"Are you saying that the immortal source among human emperors is more easily devoured by another human emperor?"

"More easily absorbed, is that not so?"

Jiang Ding asked curiously.

"On this point, Fellow Daoist, you may verify it yourself."

"A newly born human emperor, to the historical human emperors, is quite a delicacy."

The will of the myriad clan emperors gave a low laugh: "Our conditions are largely the same—four chapters of transcendental ascension scriptures, and only these can attract a human emperor."

"Fellow Daoist may choose your own collaborator."

"Or, perhaps, no one chooses at all."

After its words were spoken, there was no further language, its form gradually collapsing and dispersing, as if it understood that this mission would yield no further results.

In the Tian Shu, complete silence was restored.

Fu Sang Di Hou and Gong Caiyu held their breath, unwilling to disturb the rules and spiritual energy in the slightest, quietly waiting for the human emperor's contemplation and deduction.

Shall we be enemies with the heavenly emperors, fight the world alone?

Or shall we choose a side to join?

No matter what decision the human emperor makes, all cultivators of the Tai Shang Da Ri Dao Ting will plunge into it, fighting to the death without grudge or regret, and the cultivators of the Dao Ting are willing to believe in the human emperor.