Chapter 142: 【The Heavenly Dao has no beginning and no end】

Lin Xian knew that someone would definitely make a move. This had nothing to do with belief and will, but was an objective fact, a correct nonsense.

People like Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun Xiaoyao, the nine Heavenly Venerables who were at the peak of humanity and almost touched the immortal Dao field, could barely hit the long river of time, but didn't touch it.

Lin Xian, a creature of humanity in the third secret realm, actually witnessed the long river of time while studying the power of faith and tracing the memories of his ancestors.

It sounds so ridiculous, but the reality is just like that.

He was just a tool man, seemingly active, but actually passive, arranged by a certain Huang Tiandi.

The one truly wandering on the long river of time was the white paper boat. The passing self Lin Xian happened to be on the boat, a passenger.

Creatures of humanity touch the long river of time, creatures of immortal Dao study the long river of time, and want to truly control and use the long river of time, must be a true Emperor realm, a strong person at the Immortal Emperor level.

The white paper boat is the product of the Ruthless Great Emperor in the final battlefield, placing herself in death and then living, stepping into the sacrificial Dao field with the body of an Immortal Emperor.

The sentence "Only I am left" tells of the sadness of the ages, echoing in the worlds, past, future, present, is an endless sorrow.

Because of the erosion of the dark ancestors, the white paper boats wandering on the long river of time have turned into black paper boats, like ghosts wandering for ages, unable to dissipate for a long time.

But only Lin Xian's paper boat is still white, stained with the blood of the Ruthless Great Emperor, possessing the power of sacrificing Dao.

Sacrificing Dao, sacrificing the supreme Dao, burning rules and order, destroying the past, present, and future.

The final realm reached after the Immortal Emperor sublimates to the extreme, essentially still belongs to the Immortal Emperor, the peak of all evolutionary paths to date.

Immortal Emperor and sacrificing Dao are just like the Great Emperor and Huang Tiandi in the human realm.

The Huang Tiandi realm is transcendent, can easily blow up an Immortal Emperor, but has not transcended the realm of the human Emperor, leaping above the immortal Dao.

Sacrificing Dao is also like this, can easily silence an Immortal Emperor, has not truly transcended, is the Huang Tiandi in the immortal Dao realm.

For the Huang Tiandi of sacrificing Dao, the ages have become empty. What system, what realm, are all created by them, not enough to discuss. What can distinguish strength is only the level of life.

Creatures of humanity, creatures of immortal Dao, creatures of Emperor Dao, only then, apart from this, there is no realm.

In the eyes of sacrificing Dao, the human Supreme and the secular mortal are no different, all belong to the level of humanity. Changing their destiny, for the long river of time, does not even count as splashing a spray, just a subtle ripple.

Therefore, Lin Xian firmly believes that the Ruthless Great Emperor will make a move, because he stands on the paper boat folded by Ruthless.

He is fearless and directly greets the majestic power of the long river of time.

Then, Lin Xian was taught how to be a person. Time roars forward. Even if you are a relative of the Huang Tiandi of sacrificing Dao, when you come to the long river of time, you have to coil if you are a dragon, and you have to lie down if you are a tiger.

Don't you see that the Corpse Immortal Emperor has already proven the Immortal Emperor position, theoretically can roam the long river of time, arbitrarily reverse the past and future, rewrite the history of the years, the ages of time are a painting scroll, the true invincible.

As long as you don't meet a stronger one, the long river of time is dough in the hands of the Immortal Emperor, which can be kneaded at will.

If you want to ignore the backlash of the long river of time and shuttle through the past and future, you must at least be in the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm.

The mystery of time is too complex, even the Immortal Emperor dare not say that he knows the past and future completely.

Splash, a spray splashed, time power rushed toward him, washing Lin Xian's lifespan.

In an instant, his hair was gray, and only skin and bones were left, as if he had declined for a thousand years.

If it weren't for Lin Xian taking Divine Spring Holy Fruit and building the foundation with Green Emperor Essence Blood, his lifespan far exceeded that of his peers, he would have already sat down at this moment.

"No way, Southern Ridge Huang Tiandi, you old man also learned from the Green Emperor..."

Lin Xian wanted to cry without tears. How could the Ruthless Great Emperor drop the ball at the critical moment? She ignored the rain of bullets in the long river of time and took herself to the Luan Ancient era, but couldn't stop the small impact of time power.

The white paper boat slightly bloomed with radiance, covering Lin Xian, falling toward the current time point, and the old Lin Xian was also about to die.

The passing self's primordial spirit began to wither bit by bit. In the end, because the five gods born of the passing self were also shaken.

The passing self exists forever, transforms into five qi, lingers in the Dao palace, chants scriptures for oneself, hooks the heaven and earth, captures the Dao trace, nourishes the life master, and makes the me of this life immortal.

Now the passing self has passed, the five qi are naturally gone, from Green Emperor Wan Qing, to Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, to Flame Emperor Shennong, bit by bit defeated, and it is about to affect White Emperor Western Emperor and Black Emperor Holy Body.

Suddenly, a purple light and a golden light appeared. The two gods seemed to have spirits, sitting in the Dao palace, chanting scriptures for Lin Xian, praying for a miracle to happen.

The passing self Lin Xian looked at this scene, thoughtful, and suddenly recalled that he saw two rays of light flying out from the Immortal Pool in the ancient Yaochi.

Thought it was an illusion at the time, but now it seems it wasn't.

The next moment, the long river of time shook, and suddenly heard a bell sound.

"Dang!"

The bell sounded long, roaring, deafening, resounding above the long river of time, the sound waves sweeping outward like water ripples, washing the ages.

The Immortal Kings of the past and present looked back together, and some even shouted out: "Wu Zhong!"

How could he still be alive? Wu Zhong Immortal King was the leader of the nine heavens and ten earths, his death in battle, and the breaking of the Wu Zhong Bell, were the signs of the destruction and end of the previous era.

Wu Zhong died, Immortal Ancient destroyed!

Returning now, what does it mean?

Could it be that the nine heavens and ten earths are going to rise again?!

"Great Emperor Wu Shi, Wu Zhong Immortal King!"

Lin Xian was in tears. The Heavenly Dao has no beginning and no end. Among the three Heavenly Emperors, the most reliable is still the Great Emperor Wu Shi. He is worthy of being the man who turns his back on all living beings.

Come back, Great Emperor Wu Shi, the proudest faith of the human race, the three Heavenly Emperors who are vivid in the eyes, tears are flowing inexplicably, vaguely remembering the figure turning his back on all living beings, and the reliable Wu Zhong Immortal King, who beat back the foreign land, the first in the nine heavens and ten earths.

Lin Xian sang praises. What Huang and Ye, at this moment, are not as great as Wu Shi.

Great Emperor Wu Shi, loyal! Honest!

His time began to reverse, as if he had been hit by a Wu Shi art, retreating to the mother's womb, his white hair turned into three thousand green silks with the ripples, and the originally withered skin turned white again, shining like mutton-fat jade.

Turn all power into "nothing", turn all "momentum" back to "beginning".

Let everything return to the original, move toward the origin, like a newborn in the mother's womb!

"Wait... is this a bit too much!"

"Great Emperor Wu Shi, your old man's strength is a bit big!"

Lin Xian wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was vague, not a voice, but turned into a crisp baby cry. The white paper boat also transformed, no longer huge, no longer shining, but like a cradle, carrying him swinging.

Just like this, the small paper boat carried the baby, floating in the sea of time, occasionally following the tide of the era, flowing downstream, seemingly coming from the era of opening the world, and seemingly in the Luan Ancient era.

Outside the Daoist Kunpeng Nest, a supreme strong man sat quietly, deducing the heavenly secrets. The Daoist Kunpeng Nest does not manifest in normal years, hidden in the depths of the North Sea, more precisely hidden in a strange small world.

It is not yet time to open, and rashly entering will trigger the counterattack of the ten evils. He is waiting, and the next second, this strong man is stunned.

Because he saw a white paper boat floating out along the river from the golden portal, which did not belong to the Daoist Kunpeng Nest, but another mysterious domain.

The paper boat was very small, only the size of a wooden basin, small and exquisite, and there seemed to be a baby in it.

"Is it a divine baby, or an immortal spirit!"

That strong man was excited, wanting to chase, capture the divine baby, and continue his lineage for thousands of generations, saying that he might be able to produce a Supreme in the future.

However, no matter how fast he was, he could never catch up with the white paper boat, as if it was only a second away.

"Faster than time!"

That strong man was horrified, stopped his steps, looked at the distant paper boat, his eyes full of confusion, what the hell is this?!

The paper boat kept moving away, blurring in the flowing hazy radiance, disappeared, and even left this sea area.

Crossing the golden sea, the black sea, don't know which tributary it followed, the paper boat and the baby came to an ancient land, stranded by a small river.

This place is wild and ancient, emitting a vast aura, like a primitive wilderness, countless exotic ancient beasts appear here, tigers roar and dragons chant, rarely visited

Yet a couple with anxious expressions passed by, carrying a weak infant on their backs. Their footsteps were hurried, and they looked around at the heaven and earth from time to time, seemingly searching for something.

Suddenly, the man discovered the traces of the paper boat and the infant, and said in surprise: "In a place like this, how could there be a human child?"

"Was he abandoned by his parents?" The man's wife sighed, a trace of pity appearing in her beautiful eyes, and she subconsciously hugged the little one in her arms tighter.

Her son had suffered a great disaster and was extremely weak, on the verge of death. As a mother, seeing another infant left out in the cold, she couldn't help but feel compassion.

"He doesn't have good parents, just like Hao'er." Touched by the scene, the man couldn't help but sigh and blame himself as he watched this. If he had stayed by his son's side, how could such a tragedy have happened?

"Ziling, don't say that." The woman said in a low voice, pityingly: "As long as we find the ancestral land, Hao'er will definitely get better. You go and save that child; consider it accumulating virtue for Hao'er."

Shi Ziling nodded and stepped forward to pick up the infant. It was a child with red lips and white teeth. After a careful examination, the couple confirmed that this infant was human, not a cub of some other ancient remnant species in disguise, but his eyes were tightly closed, as if he had fallen into a coma.

"Where does he come from?" The couple was puzzled; they had actually picked up a strange infant in the depths of the Great Wilderness.

Immediately after, the white paper boat also glowed slightly, revealing runes that intertwined and crisscrossed, finally shrinking to the size of a palm.

"This child's background is likely extraordinary." Shi Ziling said in a low voice, picked up the paper boat, and then looked up and asked: "Since we picked him up, it is fate. Let's give him a name."

Qin Yining looked at the great river before her, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "Since he came from the river and we don't know his name, how about we call him Jiang Liuer?"

(End of chapter)