Chapter 297: Killing the Green (Supplement: 3200, Total: 8500)

A misty cloud of interstellar dust drifted through the ancient cosmos, while the brilliant Milky Way flowed slowly within it.

Centered on Taiqing Immortal Emperor, twenty-seven residual shadows of Cosmic Emperors transformed into dead stars, jointly forming a fractured ancient array—this ancient array attains the mysteries of creation; though damaged, its lingering traces remain unfathomably wondrous.

Ju Chang received wave after wave of information from scouts, a flicker of fear passing through her pained eyes.

There were still twenty-six other Cosmic Emperors there—some she had seen, some she had not; the residual body of the Heavenly Demon Emperor radiated an aura of sacred serenity, utterly unlike the master of blood and calamity—and yet the more so, the words "Inverted Position" grew ever more real.

Within the bronze ancient coffin buried in past, present, and future lay the Taiqing Zi Xu Scripture—the forbidden secret of Taiqing Immortal Emperor's direct lineage, known only to three beings across the Shi Huanyu Realm's immortal, mortal, and ghost realms.

All the immortals below were nearly stunned into silence; they knew that without the Princess's permission, no one could leave this place—and worse, if anyone attempted to depart now, all of them must act to stop that person.

Before the Princess fully controls everyone, this matter must not leak out! And they would never allow it to leak out!

"Princess, our Taiqing Sect still has disciples in that realm—should we let Ji Ping bring back a few juniors first?" Mi Yilong said, gritting his teeth.

The severity of this matter has escalated beyond imagination—it cannot involve just a few juniors and one immortal.

Before Ju Chang could speak, a meteor streaked across the sky toward them, trailing a long tail—it was a golden title page.

"......"

"Sorry, Di Brother," Qing Xian Emperor sheathed his eight-pointed double-edged blade, kicked aside Di Sheng's body, and pulled out this jade disciple token from his chest: "He was too much of an obstacle."

"Huangshan Zhenjun said he invited you to join their world's chat group, but your net is universal—have you noticed who usually handles early prep and filming?"

Qing Xian Emperor recalled for a moment—even less time than a mortal's lifetime had passed—and he had reached this level of power; in Palia, even the legendary Tai Song Shuhang had not ascended as swiftly as he had.

【In childhood, my parents, older brother, and younger sister—seven in a family lived peacefully...】

"Gentlemen, why go so far?" Wang Rongjian said, his expression unchanged as he defended himself: "Wang Rongjian Yuan did indeed try to recruit you several times, but you refused each time—otherwise you wouldn't be so completely in the dark."

In the end, the packaged Qing Xian Emperor was successfully delivered to Yuan Shi Tianzun, gaining even stronger power.

Battle armor cladded his body, eight-pointed double-edged blade in hand, the Heavenly God's Eye pierced through illusions—his power surged continuously, increasing at an unimaginable speed; though fully absorbing that power might take a thousand years, at this moment he had finally become the Princess!

Suddenly, the eight-winged deity glanced this way—a violent shock struck; Wang Rongjian's mind felt hollowed out, as if he had slept for ages, yet he awoke from chaos.

"What a pity—if you weren't someone else's pawn, I could possess you, return to my original world, inherit all of Wang Rong's legacy, and then quickly find a way to strip this power from the world itself."

"Oh, that's right," Qing Xian Emperor, seeing the other step aside, felt joy in his heart and hastily offered a few evasive words.

But now, he was even willing to peel this space away into empty void.

Swordlight howled toward them—led by Su Lin, eight of them launched their assault.

Yi Leina Yuan deliberately performed a fake death before everyone, using the Spring-Autumn Cicada; from the moment of first contact, he shifted his plan from Yang Jian onto himself!

"Enough, look at Zhang Chuyan," Han Li said: "He showed his face once, then quit the dungeon, added the contact info of his male teammate—and still he's undaunted, undeterred, unyielding—what's your leisurely attitude compared to his?"

【The pain is intense, but you must endure it!】

This golden title page isn't even a product of our world...

"You should've told me sooner—that way I wouldn't have set my sights on your body."

Because, what was teleported back was actually...

White smoke curled upward, ten-thousand-zhang radiance burst forth from the mist; countless illusory yet real karmic chains shot out from the token, continuously canceling out the layered seals upon the bronze coffin.

"You and I aren't fools—let's speak plainly: it's not that we don't trust you, it's that you suspect us."

"Good!" Wang Rongjian didn't hesitate—he immediately manifested the Law of Heaven and Earth; crimson lightning danced, shooting out from his spear, aiming to obliterate him completely.

"By the way, lend me fire—bring me all seven colors, all eight attributes."

"No problem, leave it to me," Qu Yanping spoke first; after tasting Han Li's Immortal Brew once, he woke up on the seventh day utterly euphoric—though it did contradict his original intent to avoid controlling his cultivation...

That outcome... that possibility...

Only after digesting all the information did he realize the scout had returned to Palia—not even ten seconds had passed, yet the scout had chosen to return to this world; this must be eradicated now, root and branch, to prevent harm to Palia.

"Inverted Position?!"

Without a trace of hesitation, Qing Xian Emperor severed the shadow without expending much effort; as the origin of its birth, only this paradox—killing oneself from the future—could not be true.

Seven terrifying sword shadows, radiating immense aura, shattered seventy-one stars in the present timeline; past and future were severed, endlessly repeating.

"Power beyond immortal and deity!"

He reached across space and seized the golden parchment bearing the aura of another world—on it appeared a questioning message: "Information incomplete! Gu Yue Fang suffered heavy losses—your Palia must take responsibility!"

"I'm going to fight now—finally can stop pretending to be Gu Yue Li Huowang. Remember to make my body's entrance look cool."

Whenever Qing Xian Emperor proposed touching the seventh bronze coffin, everyone always evaded with excuses—they were willing to linger here, but unwilling to let Qing Xian Emperor make any attempt.

His cultivation gradually returned; he pulled out the eight-pointed double-edged blade, riddled with cracks, and activated the Four-Four Mystical Art according to the token's guidance. Each scene of hunting down unclean abominations replayed in his memory—the path of the hunter was fully illuminated at this moment.

He saw a demon male nailed to a cross hundreds of meters tall in another dimension.

For one who had not reached the upper realm, such corruption was enough to transform him into something else entirely—this was not him at all!

"Alright, your Inverted Position factor isn't insignificant—though accumulating steadily, it's still not a threat yet," Qu Yanping said as if conceding: "Pull out that spear, and I'll honor my promise."

"You've traveled this path without ever opposing us—but regarding these eight bronze coffins and old-world secrets, you've concealed nothing."

"We must resolve the Inverted Position corruption."

At this moment, the distant, ethereal River of Time surged into this realm uncontrollably; within a glowing orb, a figure appeared—identical in face and aura to Qing Xian Emperor.

"Isn't this what we agreed upon?" Qu Yanping said: "Surely you don't think you can break your word?"

"No one even got it—what kind of overpowered skill lasts this long..." Wang Rong tossed aside the branch and assigned Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan a Mary Sue rainbow flame: "The opponent's not overpowered either—still using treasure vaults to fight."

"Do you really think the Princess did nothing in advance? To prevent you and others like you, greedy for power, she fused her own existence with all fractured worlds—in the new world, the old world, the outer world—any world that perishes afterward, you are no longer Wang Rong."

After further reflection, Qing Xian Emperor decided to reveal part of the truth to the others—he told them about Yi Leina Yuan; at least toward Su Lin, he must first go along with him.

"To be honest, even if I'd joined this mess, I still had the cultivation of a celestial immortal capable of leaving the old world—if not for the Tianzun and Princess's high expectations, I'd never have come here—I'd have returned to my own world and lived in peace."

"Given Yi Leina Yuan's notoriously ruthless, evil-cultivation nature, he's granted you countless advantages, even deliberately instructed Fang Zheng to inform the lower ranks about the Sword Tomb—his goal was clearly to give you more resources."

"Why... Brother Qu..." Di Sheng was utterly confused.

Boom! Wang Rong instantly exploded—and a green cicada chirped once before dissolving into light, vanishing without a trace.

"Now it's good—so many immortals inside, how could you possibly escape?"

"But what does this have to do with me now?! Why should I stay here for a bunch of ants?!"

I desperately wanted to use that array to return to another world, even if it meant I could only survive here a little longer—even if I was reversed, I'd accept it.

Drip—

I suddenly understood why the Cycle had collapsed...

No one told me to do it, but this instinctive urge to complete myself arose from deep within, and as my destiny gradually merged, a series of memories belonging to me emerged in my mind.

"You originally intended to seize the Master Soul of the Time Dao Ancestor, but how could my position lack the power and status of the Empress? You nurtured him with great expectations, yet he turned out to be nothing but a pawn."

"This contract can only be signed by those with true or false intent!" Wang Rong shouted as he acted.

I saw countless beings—immortals, demons, gods, monsters, ghosts, fairies, dragons, and more of different races—slaughtering each other between the outer world and the old world, merging in proximity.

Immediately, Su Lin and the others were flung backward.

The path ahead was cut off; the only path behind was the Eight Generations Bronze Coffin. At this point, Qing Xian Emperor had nowhere left to go—his only remaining path was to become the Empress.

At the time, Yi Leina had proposed informing the higher-ups about what she had discovered regarding the Sword Tomb's origins, but in truth, it was Da Lingye secretly inciting her, and Da Lingye had even feigned blame toward Fang Zheng on the seventh day.

"Under Tianzun's arrangement, you entered the Shi Huanyu Realm to study and received the Empress's inheritance—that is why they saw you suddenly grow weaker," Qing Xian Emperor declared solemnly:

After scanning those beings, Qing Xian Emperor picked up the token and vanished into the inner realm.

Though dealing with him was like bargaining with a tiger, this Xiao Mo was still the only being I could currently negotiate with—yet at best, my situation would remain as passive as it is now.

Wang Rong firmly felt the memories shared by the other, and felt the sky was collapsing rapidly, the world turning utterly white and dark.

Even if I tried to hide, in his bizarre, heaven-defying fortune, traces would still be found.

"You're already low on HP—don't blame me for taking your head! Hehehe!!!"

"The suppression method for reversal?" Qu Yanping hadn't expected this person to suddenly come up with this idea. As soon as he was forced to perform, the script's lines echoed in his ears: "Of course there is—but what is he willing to pay?"

The cave housing the teleportation array was surrounded by Ju Chang and the Immortal Realm's immortals; the array had been tampered with and could not be shut down immediately.

"The blood of the Dream Butterfly Gu! And the Yellow Beam Vine! Was his main goal in stealing Yang Jian's Celestial Vase to scheme for your body?!"

In the dark depths of the ocean, a being whose head was composed of a white-dark universe had just awakened; the stars within its head had just been born and begun to revolve, and a pair of luminous, swirling eyes locked gaze with the creature.

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, Qu Dao you, and Yang Jian each dragged a bronze coffin back from the filming site to the Water Mirror; Bai Zunzhe, portraying Su Lin, was still re-shooting the scenes of retrieving memories from the eighth Eight Generations Bronze Coffin.

"Shuhang, tell the cultivator in charge of video editing at the set—I'd like them to join us for dinner at the celebration banquet in a few days," Han Li said, glancing at his phone.

"Qing Xian Emperor" rose from the ground, his face instantly shifting into the appearance of Yi Leina Yuan. He glanced at the inner realm, then slowly walked out of the cave, his aura rising swiftly yet decisively without pause.

In the world, along the pure white river of light, a godlike figure towering billions of zhang tall lay motionless within the current, rising and falling with its waves.

Yes!

Penglai Film Crew. Old World Bronze Coffin Filming Site.

"To you, whether reversed or not is meaningless—it's just that you're the same. Your position," I pulled out a grimoire, smiling faintly: "If you're suppressed, leave this world quickly—otherwise, this accumulation will continue."

Leave this Eight Generations Bronze Coffin...

"Yes, Yu Xu Palace," Yang Jian followed along: "We've known each other so long—why not take this chance to speak openly? Otherwise, even you can't entrust Qian Bei to us with peace of mind, can you?"

In the already dark depths of the starry sky, it grew even more profound, as if eclipsed; dense mists and ancient stars were swallowed by pitch blackness, when seven sword shadows, transcending space and time, suddenly appeared.

Su Lin pulled out a contract, inscribed with complex clauses: Qing Xian Emperor must not harm those present, and if successful, must not commit acts that endanger all life.

Yang Jian shook his head helplessly and walked toward a nearby teleportation gate, preparing to join the battle—his instinct told him not to get involved in this strange conversation.

Dealing with an entity possessing no position yet possessing power sufficient to take a thousand years to fully digest was not a small problem.

Filth, nothingness, destruction—the ground beneath his feet turned to magma, and the demon man's power continuously surged, his magic transforming from pure to something else entirely.

"The Dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao!"

"Bring along his several Dao companions as well."

"Hehe, after all my calculations, I never anticipated this layer..."

Scenes flashed by like a revolving lantern, unable to affect me in the slightest—I still remembered I was Qu...

The state of these beings was deeply unnatural; sometimes they radiated a chilling, sinister aura, like monstrous ghosts, yet even so, Su Lin remained beautiful.

Along with it came another image.

As Qing Xian Emperor's breath caught, a voice echoed in his ear: "Go."

Inside the cave, a cultivator's aura fluctuated between feeble and faint, his face constantly changing...

Qing Xian Emperor felt deeply helpless—encountering Su Lin, someone who was not only good-looking but also possessed unmatched fortune, power, and wisdom, made hiding anything utterly impossible.

On the live stream screen, footage of Qing Xian Emperor finding Wang Rongjian was playing.

Though Qing Xian Emperor silently cursed inwardly, he maintained a smile, pressed a drop of blood onto the contract—and instantly, the contract turned to ash.

Ju Chang's mind continuously updated with information, confirming one of the seventy-one Emperor Shadows was the ancient Yue Fang Emperor; when attempting to contact Yue Fang's supreme commander, he discovered the entire Yue Fang faction had vanished into the void, hiding their traces and temporarily unreachable.

I crossed the river of time from the future, wielding the Eight-Spiked, Double-Bladed Knife, and roared: "Stay right there!"

Currently, Su Lin, Yang Jian, and Fang Zheng formed an implicit octagonal formation, while the others nearby attempted to open the Bronze Coffin using different Heavenly Dao artifacts, standing far from the seventh Bronze Coffin.

The Time Dao Ancestor—if one day he were forced to oppose Yang Jian, his future would be bleak. Following Yi Leina Yuan's suggestion, I found the distorted River of Time and received some aid.

Since entering the Eight Generations Bronze Coffin, despite numerous trials, they had ultimately relied on fortune to find the seventy-one Emperor Remains and the seventh Bronze Coffin.

These people—Yang Sheng, Yang Jian, Fang Zheng, Su Lin—all were great beings of this world or former ones. Even if this world was in chaos, perhaps no great problem would arise—but I do not belong to this world. What awaits me?

The Time Dao Ancestor, the Fourth Heavenly Dao, the Confucian Sage guarding the Life Forbidden Zone—what kind of beings are these? How could the Cycle collapse if it contained such entities?!

The Empress's knowledge and the sense of shared origin from the other instantly made Qing Xian Emperor realize: this was his future self—and this posture...

But they were not Yi Leina Yuan; they knew little about the Eight Generations Bronze Coffin.

【In youth, in the Jin Guang Cave Heaven World, studying the Four-Four Xuan Art...】

Han Li answered as if it were obvious: "To prevent telecom fraud, all mass messages sent from personal panels must be reviewed—I always send mass invites."

Qing Xian Emperor suddenly recalled information about the other, and immediately abandoned all impractical thoughts.

"He is like the key to a treasure vault, not the vault itself. If he stays in these worlds, you have no way to act—but once he escapes, he is no longer Qing Xian Emperor."

Han Li patted my shoulder, pointing at himself: "This is what it means to be single. You? You're a socialite."

"Yu Xu Palace—you're hiding something from us," Su Lin said calmly.

"Qu brother, stop!" the lowly one cried in fear to Qing Xian Di: "Stop!"

Yet none of the others could open the seventh bronze coffin, nor even find traces of those children—those children were almost certainly doomed.

【The Fourth Dao】

"Hey, Wang Rong, you're done working—what are you doing squatting there drawing circles?" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan said to Han Li, who was crouched by the roadside drawing circles.

As a vast sound echoed through heaven and earth, the chain of karmic bonds gradually lost the upper hand and rapidly began to disintegrate.

Images transmitted by the other flashed in his mind—a scene of utter despair and tragedy: all life extinct, the world shattered, not a single star remaining in the universe.

Moreover, the Life Forbidden Zone was steadily drawing closer to the Outer World; if we found no way to counter it, this would be a celestial disaster for the special ones of the Outer World—and the solution was simple: I must become Empress!

Parea. Human Realm

"Ji Ping, within one hour, find several senior elders of Taiqing Sect and return immediately." Ju Chang ordered Ji Ping through the connection of the Heavenly Eye.

Su Lin and the others were now searching for the children thrown into the Eight Generations Bronze Coffin by Yi Leina Yuan, while avoiding the residual shockwaves from the two supreme beings above, and seeking a way to halt the Life Forbidden Zone's advance toward Earth.

A voice came from the token.

In his arms burned an object of unbearable heat—it was the Shi Huanyu Realm token; since entering the Eight Generations Bronze Coffin, it had gradually grown hot, and now, before this mist-shrouded sealing ground, though his cultivation was utterly suppressed and only his physical strength remained, he felt the token guiding him toward the seventh bronze coffin.

"What puzzles me is that Yi Leina Yuan didn't even need you to enter the Eight Generations Bronze Coffin—according to him, once you entered here, he'd have a chance to bring back the residual power left in the old world."

He suddenly realized: "What do you mean 'several dao partners'?! Han Li, you're still single!"

The inverted self, seeking to atone for mistakes and failures, engaged in bloody combat with other great beings, attempting to reseal them back inside the Eight Generations Bronze Coffin—even knowing this was a path to defeat.

【Long ago, heavenly soldiers descended, gods married mortals...】

The river of time surged like a flood, transforming into a long white line rushing from one horizon to the other.

The instant the spiral crimson spear was drawn, countless parallel dimensions flickered with droplets of crimson blood; then those dimensions merged into one, and the blood converged into the demon lord's body.

Layer upon layer of worlds collapsed, leaving only a dense crowd of life forms crammed into broken, narrow corners; countless great beings waged a prolonged war, and in the end, nothing remained.

Tick—

Crimson blood dripped from Gao Sheng's chest.

"Yu Xu Palace's great righteousness," Su Lin said after hearing the full story, bowing: "But..."

"I've been expecting you all along! Time Ancestor!" Qing Xian Di didn't even turn his head; from his storage bag he pulled out a wooden gourd, uncorked it, and instantly an endless illusory river manifested.

"I will pull out that spear for you," Qing Xian Di planted his eight-pointed, double-edged blade beside him. "Though I haven't fully mastered all my power, pulling out that spear is no problem—the status requirement is already sufficient."

Swirling yellow mist and dazzling golden light suddenly enveloped every corner of that universe—in the next instant...

That Yuan Shi had always been watching him...

He saw the twisted, horrific Lord of the Divine Court, "Dong Huang Tai Yi," wielding a spear of flesh and blood against a transparent, writhing vortex worm, while the demonic army was held back by a sword cultivator with numb, empty eyes.

No wonder I returned to now.

Besides Yi Leina, the other two were beings I could never provoke—the past Empress could only suppress them; I, now, am even less capable, and I cannot waste time here.

For countless eons, the Heavenly Emperor and the human-form White Dragon youth battled ceaselessly, fighting to the edge of the universe, where great Dao itself was nearly erased.

My body has not yet been fully controlled.

The group seized the initiative; though Qing Xian Di had lost the first move, he felt an energy surge from the token on his chest.

He glanced into the depths of the light ocean—the other, larger bronze coffin—something within was about to emerge, waiting only for his departure.

"Liantian Mo Zun."

At the moment this thought arose, nearly infinite power flooded into Qing Xian Di's current body; the Empress's form shrank and expanded, yet both memory and physical appearance transformed into his own face.

He understood this was a path with no possible forward progress; with resolve and longing in his eyes, he resolutely touched the bronze coffin.

Aside from Wang Rong's message about practicing demonic cultivation, he laid everything bare.

Unfortunately, he could not instantly absorb all of the Empress's power; otherwise he could have learned far more secrets.

"Have you truly died?" Su Lin clutched his head, expression pained, his aura rising uncontrollably, yet his gaze locked on the door behind Qing Xian Di: "What's... behind it..."

As the bronze coffin cracked open a sliver, pure white light coalesced into mist that soaked the ancient universe, spreading boundlessly from within—the coffin revealed another world: an infinite, pale sky!

"Yu Xu Palace, this matter cannot be taken lightly," Su Lin's brow hardened with resolve; earnestly he said: "For the sake of all life, please forgive Su Lin for acting as my lord once!"

"You are not the Empress!"

Amidst earthquakes and bursts of brilliant light, the spear—unpullable by any living being in this realm—was swiftly yanked free.

The eight-winged deity and the purple-robed Immortal Emperor each bore a head like a humanoid universe; divine treasures and rare artifacts flew from the monster's heads, and the two were locked in ceaseless combat, fighting over the flying items...

"Fight!"

A whisper urged Qing Xian Di's ear—he knew the hour had come to fulfill his vow.

Divine light erupted from his third eye, piercing through layer after layer of worlds with the force of a white rainbow piercing the sun, breaking all limits to reach beyond the Life Forbidden Zone.

"Seems not," Qu Dao You suddenly understood, yet still countered: "But I don't have several dao partners either! At most... I don't have any now..."

Seeing his cover blown, Qing Xian Di ceased pretending; his body moved slowly yet swiftly through the void, aided by the token's power, his previously frozen true energy and immortal force rapidly thawing.

No way?! Can such beings be forced into reincarnation?! Who dares shove them in?!

"By the name of Yan Di, Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, I command all flames of heaven!"

Make him take responsibility? After cowering like this, still make him take responsibility?

Even such a figure perished in this world—if I don't act now, my fate will be horrific.

Yet when my cultivation reached the Immortal level, another consciousness suddenly emerged within me—and that consciousness kept awakening.

He looked at the towering Emperor standing with his back to the bronze coffin; his attire matched the description of Tai Song Shuhang exactly...

Qu Dao You saw Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, engulfed in flames, charge through the portal into battle and muttered: "Probably possessed by Hun Tian Di."

"I dare not," Qing Xian Di bowed his head respectfully. "Whatever you ask, I will do—but forgive me for speaking plainly: time is running out for both you and me. When I left, I already sensed these beings were about to return."

Yi Leina Yuan's demise was not a misfortune for me; compared to Su Lin, Yang Jian, and others, Yi Leina Yuan was the one whose short-term goals aligned with mine.

Wang Rong grinned fiercely and swung his eight-pointed, double-edged blade at the figure from the future—it was merely a remnant of the timeline: "Thank you for telling me such vital news—I never knew I was infected by inverted corruption!"

"Alright," Qing Xian Di sighed deliberately to the others. "I am not of this realm..."

I never imagined that the moment I returned to Wang Rong, the power within me would continuously decay, and everything I possessed would continuously slip away.

You are now... the Empress Princess!!!

What a revolting posture— I can feel the opponent's genuine sense of "justice," and their devotion to the celestial beings and all living things under heaven.

'Can Yuanshi Tianzun interfere with limitless power?!' Ye Qingxian suddenly understood, yet grew frantic— and at that moment, the heavens unleashed waves of turbid surges, within which voices seemed to chant:

Seeing Gao Sheng pick up a celestial artifact resembling a long blade, its edge igniting flames that scorched the heavens, Wang Rong's eyes flashed with murderous intent; using what little power remained, he activated the technique 'Shrink Earth to Inch,' leaping past the seventy-one lifeless husks to appear behind Gao Sheng.

Moments later, Ju Chang suddenly furrowed her brow— the scout had just achieved its final synchronization with you, and then...

Ye Qingxian unleashed the Law of Heaven and Earth, entering this world and charging straight toward the divine eye at the center of the god's brow!

These ancient characters were fine, as were the resources Da Lingye had instructed Fang Zheng to seek out— in the end, all led to Ye Qingxian achieving tremendous advancement within just a few years.

"Brother Qu, you know he's a waste— but why is his Heavenly Eye technique merely someone else's trap, under constant surveillance from start to finish?" Yi Leina Yuan's cold voice echoed in Wang Rong's mind:

I'm not worried these few will keep wasting time with me— Yi Leina Yuan sacrificed countless cultivators and numerous vibrant immortal herbs; for now, staying within this first-layer world poses us no threat.

But Da Lingye has planned this for a long time— Yang Jian may well possess even more immortal herbs and seeds, and besides, this is the interior of the Eight Dynasties Bronze Coffin— who knows what other methods Da Lingye employed to reach this state? How long this condition can last, no one can say.

"What's he muttering about?" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan set down the bronze coffin, paying no mind to Han Li's incoherent mutterings; he glanced at the large screen and sneered:

"Apologies." Yi Leina Yuan smiled at the immortals, then turned to Ju Chang and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, may we meet again under better circumstances."

This battle endured countless eons, yet felt like a fleeting instant— dead stars rose one by one in the starry void, totaling seventy-one, each ruled by a different Cosmic Emperor, turning in stillness through cycles of decay and renewal, regaining vitality.

"Who is the Empress Princess?"

"How does he know such private matters?!" Wang Rong was stunned.

"Yi Leina Yuan!!!" Ye Qingxian screamed in terror.

"No proof, and you still don't believe me, right?" Wang Rong offered a disappointed smile, feigning restraint: "Then let you all decide as you will."

When he stepped out of the seventh-layer bronze ancient coffin with a look of supreme disdain, within the ancient universe of the first layer, Fang Zheng, Yang Jian, and Su Lin all froze in stunned silence— other phenomena had vanished without a trace, leaving only a pendant bearing the Shi Huanyu Realm's disciple mark, floating in the cosmos.

"Gao Sheng!!!" Ye Qingxian raised his eight-pronged, double-edged spear high, "Get out of my way!!!"

Amidst flashes of light, Ye Qingxian saw the chains of karmic causality pierce through layers of time, engaging in silent combat with the long-dead Cosmic Emperors.

"Not a chance!" Yang Jian roared, hurling his Sky-Pouring Vase— and suddenly, an endless river appeared, its waters flowing with countless glowing orbs, each shimmering with a distinct scene.

"I'd forgotten— this is the contract of the Immortal Court's Lord. Now... never mind." Su Lin shook his head and stepped aside, gesturing politely: "It seems even my lord cannot accomplish this— forgive us for the spectacle."

I'll add three thousand words later— free of charge. Refresh tomorrow. I'll finish this scene before sleeping; I don't want to end it half-baked. Sorry for the long wait.