Chapter 2518: Dark Turmoil: Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang

The Great Sun Forbidden Zone fell into a deep slumber, no longer paying attention to anything happening in the Infinite Starry Sky.

Time had nearly lost its meaning for the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang.

The river of time flowed on, time passed, the mortal realm changed, seas turned to mulberry fields, stars shifted, everything in the Infinite Starry Sky changed, the coordinates of worlds and star domains shifted, the sun's radiance changed, the rules changed, and the mortal realm was utterly different from the era of the Tai Shang Da Ri Immortal Dynasty of countless ages past.

Time flowed on, yet the mortal realm no longer bore the name Tai Shang Da Ri.

The Infinite Starry Sky seemed to have forgotten the Sun Ancient Emperor and the Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor, and began to forget this Forbidden Zone Ancient Emperor; all traces of the mortal realm had vanished in the flow of ages.

The surging river of history buried how many heavenly talents of the mortal realm, how many hegemonic overlords.

Who knows how many ages have passed.

On this day, a fragment of the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang's soul and spirit slowly awakened within the Great Sun Forbidden Zone, once again turning his gaze toward the mortal realm.

Headache, weakness.

This was what the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang felt first.

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The foundation of the Great Sun Forbidden Zone had been depleted by nine-tenths, reaching an extremely perilous state; he was awakened by hunger, his survival instinct triggered, not by his own will.

"Gold————"

"Golden Great Age————"

Jiang Ding whispered.

In his low, 沉言, there was actually a feeling of sorrowful weeping, as if a Forbidden Zone Ancient Emperor, in his youth beside his mother, was helplessly weeping.

The second descent of the Golden Great Age—once again, a miscalculation!

Once again, a miscalculation!!!

Miscalculation!

Miscalculation, ah!

Again and again, again and again!!!

Golden Great Age, just how many times must one miscalculate before finally getting it right once?

Just how many times must one endure miscalculation?

Fear, dread, anger, helplessness————

Various kinds of invisible, complex emotions arose in the heart of this Forbidden Zone Ancient Emperor, even though he had felt fear in the endless eons of the Infinite Starry Sky's river of time.

Facing the entire Infinite Starry Sky, the Forbidden Zone Ancient Emperor was utterly powerless, unable to grasp the full picture.

Jiang Ding slowly turned his gaze toward the mortal realm of the Infinite Starry Sky, extremely slowly, like a rusted gear, his immortal soul's operation speed extremely slow from having slumbered too long.

"More omens, a more abundant starry sky————"

"Star domains appearing under normal circumstances have clearly increased————"

"The average spiritual energy concentration of the Infinite Starry Sky worlds has increased by two hundred and thirty-five percent————rule activity has doubled, the difficulty of manifesting the Dao has halved————is this artificial, or is it naturally so?"

Jiang Ding's immortal soul instantly became somewhat lively.

The immortal path of the mortal realm is not unchanging; if an extremely powerful Ancient Emperor appears, it may not be impossible to cause the immortal path environment of the Infinite Starry Sky to leap forward in improvement, as in the eras of the Tai Shang Da Ri Immortal Dynasty and the Nine-Leaf Immortal Dynasty, which were believed to have given rise to the Silver Age—this is part of cultivators transforming nature, although such transformation has its limits.

The current Infinite Starry Sky is similar to the Silver Age, only slightly inferior to the peak of the Tai Shang Da Ri Immortal Dynasty.

"True Immortal?"

"And moreover, more than twenty of them!"

Jiang Ding saw some things happening in the starry sky, and his spirit instantly lifted: "This is not the age of Ancient Emperors attaining the Dao! I cannot emerge into the world now!"

"Good heavens!"

"This is not the age of attaining emperorship!"

This Forbidden Zone Ancient Emperor nearly roared with a low growl, his Dao heart violently fluctuating.

Not being the age of Ancient Emperors attaining the Dao—what does that mean?

It means that the current vast Infinite Starry Sky, nearly a Silver Age, is a natural, unaltered immortal path nature, not transformed by cultivators.

The foundation is just like this!

If the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang had been given such an environment back then, and allowed to transform it, completing one immortal path super-engineering project after another, perhaps his foundation could have increased manifold!

Even————Eight Character Immortal Scripture————

This thought surfaced in his mind, making the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang hesitate, unable to decide.

He is now too weak.

His immortal soul's operation speed is sluggish, clearly unable to answer this question.

But this must certainly be a world whose immortal path environment far surpasses that of the Tai Shang Da Ri Immortal Dynasty—what does that mean?

Perhaps it means that the immortal path tide is rising and falling, the tide is surging upward, perhaps it is now drawing near to the true Golden Great Age!

Many subtle omens are no longer subtle.

But have become concrete evidence.

At least one point: many historical Ancient Emperors, many Forbidden Zone Ancient Emperors were not wrong—that the Golden Great Age will truly come, only the timing has an error.

"How good————"

"This is not a dream."

Jiang Ding Zi muttered to himself.

This Forbidden Zone Ancient Emperor finally lowered his gaze from the entire immortal path cosmos, truly settling upon the individual worlds and worthy beings within the Infinite Starry Sky.

His gaze first fell upon the mother star, upon the Solar System.

Here, it was occupied by a swarm of golden ants.

These golden ants are extraordinary; their stronger members, as they walk, spread Dao essence, and the rules of consumption and dispelling laws naturally diffuse outward, resembling the aura of Po Fa Xian Jin, a race favored by the Heavenly Dao.

This is a kind of immortal ant, named the Golden Dao-Devouring Ant, an immortal clan that has produced an Ancient Emperor.

"Time is too long—"

"Are there no citizens left on the mother star? In the Spiritless Universe, no citizens have come to build a new immortal gate—has something gone wrong on that side as well?"

Jiang Ding let out a low sigh.

Compared to other powers and races, immortal sects have one great advantage: a retreat in the Spiritless Universe. Citizens of the Spiritless Universe, even if one side is destroyed, can rebuild their polity on the other.

Throughout history, immortal sects of the Dao Universe have repeatedly intervened in wars of the Spiritless Universe, and immortal sects of the Spiritless Universe have repeatedly intervened in wars of the Dao Universe—at least preserving the spark, rebuilding again and again. After the ancient emperor of this age passed away, they once more restored the mother star's homeland, once more revived the immortal sect.

This situation has occurred far too many times in history.

Yet, after untold hundreds of millions of years have passed, this mechanism that once seemed utterly safe and utterly stable has failed—no one knows what cruel past unfolded in history.

"Still, the immortal sect has not been extinguished—at least in the Dao Universe, that is the case."

"In my already deeply broken ancient emperor's Secret Realm, the inheritance of the immortal sect continues. Citizens live there, and the same holds true in the Secret Realms of the other two ancient emperors of the immortal sect. It should recover again in the future."

Jiang Ding silently calculated.

As time flowed, the immortal sect had already become the Northern Dipper Holy Land of old. The imperial Dao sacred relics and the broken ancient emperor's Secret Realm are now so damaged that no true immortal child can be born—only barely maintaining the survival and inheritance of citizens.

Often, immortal sect citizens can only enter the Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Pivot without any cultivation requirement, unconditionally, to recall the many glories of the past.

In the end, it has declined. The probability of giving birth to a true immortal child of collective will is becoming infinitely small.

Just like all forbidden-zone-level powers in history.