Chapter 2710

After a long while, the time for the first five-hundred-million-year plan arrived.

It was not completed.

Jiang Ding looked at the Taiqing Flying Sword before him, spanning thousands of billions of light-years.

Its aura had reached an extreme peak, nearly attaining the limit of Shen Zhou, yet it still had not completed the twelfth quasi-immortal restriction, forever unable to take this step.

"This path has failed."

Jiang Ding let out a soft sigh.

Five hundred million years of time wasted.

Next, we must reforge the Taiqing Flying Sword, restoring it to the level of ninefold quasi-immortal restriction, making it stronger, sharper, and more capable of bearing the essence of the Dao and sword cultivation than before—this is the sword's reforging and nirvana.

"The Universe's End Crown is likewise."

"No success."

Jiang Ding gazed at the dark bamboo crown in his hand.

It is a very plain bamboo crown, like something village children might weave—rough, lacking much refinement, yet it contains the wisdom of all the outstanding figures of the Golden Age of the False Immortal Realm, one of the supreme creations of the Immortal Dao Civilization. Unfortunately, this supreme creation still fails to meet the demands of the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang.

"In the boundless starry void, the crown can elevate this lord's power to half-completion..."

"Still not enough."

Jiang Ding Zi spoke to himself.

"Right, Yunri."

The Gu Huang's voice echoed in the vast hall, carrying far and far, then producing reverberations.

"Hmm-hmm-hmm."

"Commander, you are right!"

The girl in military-green uniform nodded firmly.

This is the ship spirit Yunri, also the spirit of the Wu Jin Kong Kong Crown, one of the supreme masterpieces of the Immortal Dao Civilization.

As for the others, Yue Yin Gu Huang, Fu Sang Di Hou, Yuan... many have departed, with no living being able to survive seven hundred million years without dying.

The entire Tai Shang Da Ri Tian Shu has long been empty and desolate, devoid of any human presence. "The first attempt failed."

"Who knows how the second will fare? Initiate the second five-hundred-million-year plan."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

His gaze pierced through countless light-years of spacetime, landing upon the Ancient Emperor of the Desolate Ages, Beidou Ancient Emperor, Taiyang Ancient Emperor, Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor, Mie Dao Ancient Emperor, Shi Xu Ancient Emperor, and nine others.

These nine are the few remaining forbidden-zone ancient emperors in the Wu Jin Kong Kong, all having ascended to the Four-Character Immortal Scripture Ancient Emperor rank, besides the Central Array Spirit Computer.

The rest, over nearly seven hundred million years, have all died, each carrying a different immortal dream, yet ultimately only regret remained.

"Yes,"

"Sword Lord!"

The Taiyang Ancient Emperor spoke in a low voice.

These years, they have already grown accustomed to obeying the commands of the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang.

Not only because the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang is invincibly strong, but also because countless facts have proven that obeying his commands is the most efficient method of seeking the Dao.

Now, without any mishap, they are all trapped at the bottleneck of the four characters, unable to take a single step. That past belief held by all forbidden-zone ancient emperors—that they would steadily advance with time, ever forward, until reaching the immortal shore—has ultimately been nothing but a dream.

The two words "bottleneck" have trapped the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang, just as they have trapped them.

After waiting long, the nine Four-Character Immortal Scripture Forbidden-Zone Ancient Emperors did not vanish as usual; instead, each commanding their own Feathered Immortal Realm research teams, they continued to stare at the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang, some showing the posture of wanting to speak but holding back.

"Speak."

Jiang Ding said lightly.

"Sword Lord,"

"Dare to ask, dare to ask..."

The Taiyang Ancient Emperor drew a deep breath: "In history, those Dao friends who once died—did they truly perish?"

Did the ancient emperors and Feathered Immortal Realm beings who died in history truly perish?

This is the concern of the nine great forbidden-zone ancient emperors; raising it now suggests some complex thoughts.

"You guess?"

Jiang Ding gave a faint smile. The nine great forbidden-zone ancient emperors remained silent for a long time, then each bowed and withdrew.

Under the command of the nine great forbidden-zone ancient emperors, the over thirty-thousand Feathered Immortal Realm cultivators of the Wu Jin Kong Kong each became busy, and the entire Wu Jin Kong Kong once again stirred into motion like a terrifyingly vast super Immortal Dao Industrial Research Complex, driven by the direction pointed out by the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang.

The second five-hundred-million-year plan officially began.

Here at the Tai Shang Da Ri Tian Shu, tranquility returned once more.

For a long time.

For a very long time.

The Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang withdrew his gaze from the starry sky and said lightly: "Truly perceptive... alas, useless."

The nine great forbidden-zone ancient emperors had guessed something, yet dared not fully confirm it.

Yes.

Many ancient emperors and Feathered Immortal Realm beings have not truly died.

They have sunk into complete slumber, with only one chance to awaken in the future—the final immortal war. The Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang judges that such a war will inevitably occur, and he has been accumulating forces, never allowing these ancient emperors to die completely.

It is merely slumber, consuming little energy. In the future immortal war, these revived ancient emperors and Feathered Immortal Realm beings will undoubtedly perish—this is the calamity of dried-up lifespan, with no remedy unless the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang attains immortality and revives them. This single goal ensures they will surely sacrifice themselves without hesitation, for fearing death holds no meaning.

The reason for not informing the many ancient emperors and Feathered Immortal Realm beings is to prevent them from losing their fear of death.

Since ancient times, cultivators' great longing for immortality stems from fear of death; only under the shadow of death's fear will all erupt with their full Immortal Dao wisdom and struggling effort, thus offering a chance to break the bottleneck.

"Immortal war... hehehe..."

"I hope my opponent is not so weak..."

Jiang Ding whispered.

The secret of the Fallen Immortal Realm was finally fully deciphered at the end of the first five-billion-year plan.

This is a node in cosmic time.

The immortal Dao universe has multiple timelines—possibly six, possibly nine, possibly twelve—and their principles are unknowable.

Within these timelines exist seekers of the Dao, those who have become immortals.

In some of these timelines, the mainstream is the ancient god's path of devouring worlds and stars, the prevailing great Dao of the age, just as the primordial ancient canon of this timeline's path to imperial ascension and Dao attainment is;

in some timelines, the path of the sorcerer-gods flourishes, with ancestral gods standing firm between heaven and earth, the supreme ancestral gods born of the golden age suppressing the long river of time through all ages, as the culmination of the sorcerer-god path; in some timelines, the imperial realm Dao-attainment method flourishes, where immortal Dao beings use their own bodies as singularities, evolving the entire heaven and earth universe, one body becoming an entire universe;

in some timelines, the stars have given birth to sentience, and the path of the star gods is the sovereign of heaven and earth, with the earliest star gods of the golden age having broken through to the limit of time……

One after another, the supreme beings of the immortal Dao, those who have reached the time limit of the golden age, when they attain the height of Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang or higher, will unconsciously touch upon a timeline node similar to that of the Fallen Immortal Realm, and thereby produce some kind of inevitable omen of the future.