Chapter 2465

The Fourth Tai Shang Da Ri Xian Dynasty was born anew in decay!

This Xian Dynasty era saved the constantly declining Xian Dao civilization and restored it to one-tenth of the productivity level of the ancient Huang era, benefiting countless cultivators in the Wu Jin Kong Kong; the increased productivity could be used to bribe all sides, greatly reducing their will to resist and enhancing the political stability of the Xian Dynasty.

In later history, the Fourth Xian Dynasty era became even more known to posterity.

As for the Second and Third Tai Shang Da Ri Xian Dynasty eras, often only those with some historical knowledge would be aware of them.

However, the deepest ambition of the Fourth Xian Dynasty era is known to only a handful of people; this fanatical craving, rooted in the hearts of all female cultivators, is innate from birth, dating back to the birth of the first Tushan attendant, and over the passage of hundreds of millions of years, it has not faded but grown increasingly yandere and mad.

The Da Ri Forbidden Zone.

The passage of time grows ever swifter.

The Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang's divided soul could not determine whether this was a life, for no life could endure so long; it only knew that it had always existed, always recorded, always cycling through formatting.

In the end, this divided soul grew weary.

For this, it created a new ox and horse—a divided soul of its divided soul, a recording robot—and then itself fell into eternal drowsiness, utterly indifferent to all that transpired in the Wu Jin Kong Kong.

This divided soul's divided soul picked up a brush and wrote:

"The glory of the Fourth Tai Shang Da Ri Xian Dynasty endured for twenty-eight million years; twenty-eight million years later, that is, nearly eighty million years after your departure, the second Sang Ji fell into slumber, just like this true immortal and the Zhan Yang Sword Master, both harboring a strong yearning to become emperor, and thus would not miss the era of the next emperor's ascension."

"Moreover, she need not slumber too long—only twenty million years—after which she could free herself from the ancient Huang's temporal bondage in the forbidden zone, awaiting the next opportunity for imperial ascension in the Wu Jin Kong Kong."

This divided soul's divided soul clearly bore less emotional coloring, merely recording simply what transpired in the Wu Jin Kong Kong.

Ten million years after the departure of the Sang Ji Zhen Xianzi, the Fourth Xian Dynasty era also began to decay.

The Tushan attendants had held great power for many years, likewise indulging in revelry and pleasure; the attendants' families, sects, and kin multiplied ever more vastly, the vested-interest bloc swelling to a degree the Wu Jin Kong Kong could no longer tolerate; the Ziwei Zhongshu no longer carefully maintained political balance, but grew ever more ruthless in suppressing the Xianmen, the Da Ri Sword Cultivators, and all regional elite Dao soldiers.

The Xianmen and the Da Ri Sword Pavilion, having likewise traversed this path, saw the Tushan attendants' delay prolonged by a true immortal's great extension, and thus the same fate befell them.

First, within the Ziwei Tian Shu, the attendants split over ideology and interest, sparking civil war; thereafter, the power of the Tai Shang Da Ri Attendant Dao waned sharply, and in the Wu Jin Kong Kong, the Da Ri Sword Cultivators, Xianmen, and Bei Dou Holy Lands et al. rose swiftly, ceaselessly devouring the attendants' authority.

Twelve million years after the departure of the Sang Ji Zhen Xianzi.

The Ziwei Tian Shu.

Here, everywhere is war, everywhere are shouts and slaughter; the Xianmen's warships bombard indiscriminately, the Da Ri Sword Cultivators madly laugh as they draw swords and slaughter, marauding cultivators abound, the former Tian Shu's utmost splendor now lies in ruins, blood flows across the ground, one Tushan attendant after another meets a miserable death.

In the deepest chamber of the Tian Shu Palace, the final Tushan attendant elder is a petite girl with a pallid countenance.

Her name is Li; according to the tradition of the Tushan attendants developed over tens of millions of years, her name is Li Ji, the final Tushan attendant elder Li Ji, breathtakingly beautiful, not of mortal Shen Zhou.

"Your Majesty————"

"At last, still I cannot see you."

Li Ji turns a blind eye to the explosions and screams outside the palace, to the sounds of Tushan attendants falling one by one, and gently strokes the painting before her.

In the painting, the azure-clad youth still sits serenely upon the crystal divine throne, gazing deep into the starry void, his gaze aloof yet laced with cruel terror.

As always, he has undergone no change.

Meanwhile, the attendants of Shen Zhou have undergone who-knows-how-many cycles of rebirth.

"Your Majesty,"

"You belong to us."

Li Ji murmurs calmly to herself.

Clang—

She slowly draws her sword, places it against her snow-white neck, and applies gentle pressure.

Copious blood gushes forth; her delicate body slumps softly onto the painting of the azure-clad youth, and thus the final Tushan attendant elder of the Fourth Tai Shang Da Ri Xian Dynasty departs soundlessly and unnoticed.

Who knows how long has passed.

The shouts, slaughter, and explosions outside the palace gradually subside.

Accompanied by footsteps, cultivators of immense aura enter the palace—at least seven Emperor Realm cultivators, from Xianmen, Da Ri Sword Pavilion, Bei Dou Holy Land, He Huan Holy Land, Fu Sang Holy Land, and other sects.

This result astonishes.

Know that the Gu Huang departed eighty million years ago!

By rights, the Wu Jin Kong Kong should long have weakened, unable to sustain the birth of so many Emperor Realm cultivators, yet the fact is otherwise.

One can only say that the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang left behind too rich a legacy for posterity—even eighty million years have not exhausted it.

"How fortunate for her!"

A strong one snorts coldly.

In the twilight of the Fourth Xian Dynasty, many heinous atrocities occurred.

Many Tushan attendants, seeking longevity and ultimate beauty, resorted to blood sacrifice, slaughter, soul-swapping, and possession; for this they developed fronts like the Blood River Demon Gate and White Bone Gate, the higher the talent of the blood sacrifice target, the better, and all major sects and holy lands suffered greatly, including the Da Ri Sword Pavilion and Xianmen.

The chief architect behind this was none other than Li Ji.

This person, for reasons unknown, harbors an incomprehensible yearning for beauty; countless great powers' holy maidens have died by her hand, fulfilling her beauty, surpassing even the Fu Sang Empress in historical records—this is the ultimate beauty of Shen Zhou, unseen before her.

In mere appearance, Li Ji is the pinnacle of the entire Tai Shang Da Ri Xian Dynasty.

In Li Ji's hands, a branch of the Tai Shang Da Ri Attendant Dao was developed: Li Dao, this lineage does not emphasize combat prowess or escape ability, but the ultimate pursuit of beauty; the many beauty-focused Xian Dao inheritances it spawned are shocking and unconventional, far surpassing any previous era.

Among these beauty methods are both orthodox and heterodox paths, containing profound Xian Dao wisdom.

The more orthodox, gentler Xian Dao methods are treasured by female cultivators across the Wu Jin Kong Kong, who pay no heed to the strong opposition of male cultivators.

"Indeed, worthy of the title of final sovereign."

"No disgrace to the ancient Huang."

A cultivator of the Da Ri Sword Pavilion says lightly.

The myriad heavenly treasures and storehouses of the Fourth Xian Dynasty were parcelled out by all, without fierce conflict; likewise, none had much intention to slaughter.

For, it was meaningless.

"The Tai Shang Da Ri Primordial Canon is on the verge of collapse, at most a million years remain."

"This gathering should be the last; after this, all interstellar transmission arrays will vanish, and the Wu Jin Kong Kong will become isolated islands."

The Xianmen governor sighs lightly.

"Everyone, see you again."

During this period when the Primordial Ancient Canon of the Supreme Great Sun was about to collapse, the Immortal Sect would spare no cost to stockpile resources on the mother star, waiting and waiting, waiting until the shackles of the Forbidden Zone Ancient Emperor vanished, and the opportunity to become emperor arrived once more!

"See you again.

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"See you again."

The powerhouses of the major factions exchanged glances, each turning and departing, leaving Lady Li and the Great Burial to perish within the Purple Micro Heavenly Pivot, burning to ashes the last trace of brilliance of the Fourth Immortal Dynasty era.