Chapter 2338

The long river of history surges forward, and in the boundless starry sky, countless proud and talented people come and go.

One generation after another is born, then dies; no matter how glorious their achievements in life, how they alone fought the nine heavens and ten earths, invincible under heaven, in the end they all cannot escape the fate of a handful of yellow earth.

How many eras have passed, when all living beings of an entire era have died, with not one transcending—this is destiny.

An inescapable destiny.

However, even if it is destiny, even in the endless river of time that never ceases, there still exist certain anomalies.

These anomalies briefly break free from the shackles of destiny and the river of time, sealing themselves hidden within the river of time, hidden in some tranquil corner of the river of time that no one knows, quietly waiting for something.

No one knows where these anomalies in the river of time are, except themselves.

From the high-dimensional perspective infinitely close to a true immortal, looking upon the river of time, there exist scattered cavities within the river of time, and within these cavities lie sleeping figures, some of whom have slept for immensely long ages.

For example, some beings who call themselves ancient emperors.

Ancient emperor, the title of emperor in an extremely distant era.

In history, the vast majority of ancient emperors have died, dying while awaiting the seemingly imminent golden age that never truly arrives.

Oh, that illusory golden age!

The ancient emperors, in time, in waiting, have been waiting almost to the point of extinction!

And now, within the river of time, a relatively young ancient emperor is repeating the endless despair that those ancient emperors once experienced.

The self-sealed sleeping cavity in the river of time trembles, faint cracks appear and then heal, repeating this process endlessly.

This temporal cavity is trembling, in a clearly unstable state.

A wisp of extremely subtle breath, so familiar to the present human emperor, flashes by and is detected by the observation net of the boundless starry sky, which instantly seals and shields it, preventing the emperors of history from noticing.

Affected by the occasional cracks appearing in this temporal cavity, the slumbering being within, who has slept for who knows how many ages, begins to revive.

That temporal cavity, seemingly the size of a speck of starlight, if one looks deep within, reveals a flower a world, a leaf a bodhi—supreme profundity.

Within this cavity, as small as a grain of yellow sand, there seems to exist a world, with mountains, rivers, oceans, deserts, stars, seasons; all energy, matter, and rules flow, cycle back and forth, filled with a surprising vitality.

At this moment, when cracks appear in the temporal cavity, the seasonal cycle in this micro-dust world simultaneously encounters problems.

In the seasonal cycle, energy, rules, and matter begin to accelerate in loss, can no longer be conserved or nearly conserved, and the micro-dust world begins to collapse slowly.

If it collapses to a certain extent, reaching a certain limit, this micro-dust world will shatter in an instant.

Finally, it vanishes silently into the river of time.

Just like the many ancient emperors in history.

In the present age, many young emperors of cultivation do not even know what the term "ancient emperor" signifies.

All things related to ancient emperors, under the natural flow of time, begin to disappear; after some more eras, the term "ancient emperor" will be completely forgotten by people.

"Ah————"

"Ultimately————"

In the vast void of the temporal cavity world, a sigh is heard.

In the micro-dust world, rivers, mountain winds, and seasons surge forward, the ocean churns without rest, streaks of starlight fall from the heavens, flashing with brilliance; this world, silent for who knows how many ages, seems to begin as if life were appearing on a planet—heaven and earth overturned, the entire world stirred into motion.

Gradually, mountain peaks rise and fall, the earth's veins surge forth, forming a spine that pierces heaven and earth;

Gradually, the rivers in the world surge, flow accelerates, the river network spreads in all directions, the water teems with life almost to the point of birthing creation, like fresh red blood vessels;

Gradually, the stars flicker without cease, the sun and moon alternately cover and reveal, like blinking eyes;

Gradually, the wild wind howls, blowing across heaven and earth————

This temporal cavity world begins to revive like a life! From slumber in time approaching the present world, as if opening heaven and earth with terrifying mighty power!

After an unknown time, everything in the world begins to calm down.

Among the mountains, rivers, sun, and moon, at some unknown time appears a cultivator with the bearing of an immortal and the bones of a Daoist, his temperament transcendent, not aged at all, like a youth in his twenties, even worthy of being called in the prime of life, the age of vigor, showing not a trace of old age.

This cultivator gazes through the river of time, calmly looking upon the boundless starry sky.

"Present human emperor,"

"Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang!"

This youth's voice is distant, as if coming from the azure depths, he sighs low: "Truly, it has been a long time since we last met; when I saw you before, Your Majesty was in the prime of life, now seeing you again————"

"Yet you are withered and aged."

Tens of millions of years ago, during the era of the Wan Fa Immortal Dynasty, the Wan Fa Gu Huang encountered in his own palace a sword cut from the future by Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang, aimed at his young daughter.

This was the first meeting of the two human emperors.

Now meeting again, it feels as if separated by an age.

"My foundation is insufficient; the temporal cavity is about to shatter."

"The emperors are greedy and foolish, rotting bones in graves, not reliable allies."

"If I wish to continue the immortal path, repair my foundation, and forge a vessel of time to reach the golden age, now there is only one way————"

Before the Wan Fa Gu Huang appeared the Wan Fa chessboard of the Grand Dao of Fate; after calculating, he spoke indifferently: "Only—toward death and life, devour the present human emperor's entire foundation, then ascend the immortal path again!"

"Nine deaths and one life,"

"For immortality, ten thousand deaths without regret!"

The booming sound echoed throughout the entire micro-dust mustard-seed world; sound waves spread in all directions, striking the mountains, causing them to rise from the ground; striking the rivers, causing armored Daoist divine spirits to appear in the waters; striking the plants, causing them to grow and weave into spring deities————

Terrifying aura of soldiers and divine general puppets awoke from slumber, bearing the breath of immortality and the Wan Fa variable, with an even more terrifying military aura of sweeping across the world, domineering and peerless.

This peerless military aura means this army once invincible under heaven, the strongest Daoist troops of the present age!

This is the Daoist troops at the peak of the Wan Fa Immortal Dynasty; after the human emperor's slumber, they were all buried as funerary objects, forever accompanying the human emperor in puppet form—the Wan Fa Five Elements Immortal-Exterminating Daoist Troops!

At this moment, with the will of the Wan Fa Gu Huang, these Daoist troops, who have slept for who knows how many ages, begin to revive.

Time has not weakened their strength; rather, as time passes in slumber, they have continuously grown stronger, now having completely surpassed their former peak.

In the Wan Fa Gu Huang's calculations, this is an army that, even in the golden age, could sweep across the world!