Chapter 151: 【The True Self of Shrouding Heavens, the Past Self of Perfection】

Immortal Emperors at the end-of-the-road level are strong to the extreme; even if their bodies die and their paths vanish, as long as there is one person in this world who can remember them, such a creature can still be resurrected and reappear in the world.

This is the so-called "if you never forget, there will be an echo."

Living beings and powerhouses do not exist independently, but are closely related, and the thing that connects them is thought power, wish power, and faith power.

Touching upon many mysteries of time, space, and reincarnation.

When thought power combines with powerhouses, spanning time and space, existing simultaneously in the past and future, two lives standing together, it is no longer an illusion, but a true empirical proof.

"Clang!"

In a trance, it seemed that a bell sound rang out in the past, without beginning or end, making time and space a ring. The Western Empress and the Holy Body Dong Jun within the Cave Heaven shone together, reflecting each other, joining hands to open a channel.

Opening a Cave Heaven and entering this realm is equivalent to seizing the creation of heaven and earth, communicating with the boundless void, refining the divine essence from the universe, and replenishing oneself.

But the human world is not just one universe; the current universe, the past universe, the future universe—in every instant, there exists a universe.

If one can borrow power from the past and borrow laws from the future, one is invincible in the current world, possessing inexhaustible magic power, continuous energy, and constantly extracted divine power.

Although this technique is incredible, for an Emperor, it is not impossible to achieve.

Whether it is the Corpse Immortal Emperor spanning the river of time to wipe out an opponent when they were weak, or the Huang Huang Tiandi transforming into eternity, these are extremely unreasonable cheating behaviors.

Or rather, every Immortal Emperor is a unique protagonist.

To become an Immortal Emperor, one must cheat; how can one become an Emperor without cheating!

"Cheat, come!"

Under the ripples of the bell sound, throughout the ages, all the paper boats encountered the pollution of the dark ancestors, all turning black, only that white paper boat blooming with radiance, symbolizing the last glimmer of hope in despair.

It became an anchor point and also carried everything.

The Wu Shi Great Emperor possessed infinite potential and was the fastest of the three Heavenly Emperors to break through to the end-of-the-road level Immortal Emperor, thus being targeted by the dark camp early on, helplessly having to hide in the Huang Tiandi's Burial Pit, pretending to be a dark giant.

If given enough time, this Great Emperor would definitely have had the hope of charging into the realm of sacrificing the Dao.

The future had no hope; the ten dark ancestors and ten dark Immortal Emperors blocked everything, cutting off the river of time, and that derived toward the past, exploring a glimmer of survival.

Using a cultivator at the Four Extremities realm, using a traveler to confuse the perspective, it seemed to splash a wave on the river of time, but in reality, it was a smoke screen—a leaf blocking the sky, not seeing Mount Tai.

A leaf shrouds the sky; what it shrouds is the Great Emperor behind the traveler, attracting all the surface firepower, ignoring the Wu Shi in the dark. All of this was the Great Emperor's arrangement.

In the future, another bell sound echoed, resonating with the bell sound of the past, like a supreme Huang Tiandi standing at the end of time and sighing.

"Eight million years of cycle, the Heavenly Dao has no beginning and no end!"

The first cycle began, sixteen million years flew by, the wheel of time turned slowly, and Lin Xian took this opportunity to ride the tailwind, completing another journey!

As thought power was scattered, milky white radiance penetrated bloodlines, spirit, ancestors, and time, continuing to this day.

The past-self Lin Xian and the true-self Lin Xian, separated by the river of eternity, caught a glimpse of each other, reaping infinite rewards.

"I have learned much knowledge of the Chaotic Ancient Era..."

Lin Xian said in a low voice, constantly copying and pasting, his eyes brightening bit by bit—that was the joy of copying homework.

At the same time, the preachers of the Myriad Emperor Temple sent a message: they found a group of humans who had worshipped the Wu Shi Great Emperor for generations in an ancient kingdom near the Northern Region.

This was an extremely ordinary thing. Ancient Great Emperors possessed supreme divine power and were often viewed by secular mortals as gods, worshipped in ancient books. After millions of years, it had long been imprinted in the bloodline, forming a custom and tradition without knowing it.

It was just that this group of humans worshipping the Wu Shi Great Emperor also worshipped a god named Wu Zhong at the same time.

Upon learning this, Lin Xian did not hesitate at all, immediately heading to that mountain and river, tracing the origin of this ancient kingdom. But it was too ancient; even the records in ancient books were extremely obscure, and the clues were broken.

Finally, he built a temple in the ancient kingdom, specially worshipping the Wu Shi Great Emperor, the Western Empress, and the Great Accomplishment Holy Body, letting a disciple of Tianxuan guard that mountain and river, continuing to maintain faith.

The big black dog heard about it and rushed over, asking: "Woof woof woof, is there news of the Great Emperor?"

"No." Lin Xian said indifferently: "The layout of an Emperor is not something we can fathom. Let's get the Innate Holy Body Dao Fetus out first."

"Has the Wang Mu of the West completed the exchange student plan in Yaochi?"

"Still talking, this kind of thing cannot appear deliberate." The big black dog was extremely attentive in this regard, saying carelessly: "The Wang Mu of the West not only applied for exchanges with the Purple Mansion Holy Land, but also sent invitations to the Yaoguang Holy Land, the Ancient Families, the Central Region Dynasties, the Western Desert Temples, and the Southern Ridge Demon Race."

"Applying for exchange study only to the Purple Mansion Saintess is too deliberate and not beautiful."

"The methods of a generation of Wang Mu of the West are still old and spicy." Lin Xian clapped his hands and laughed, exclaiming, then seemed to remember something and asked: "Where is our Ye Saint Son now?"

"The Northern Region Immortal Alliance and the Southern Region Immortal Alliance have had negotiations, and he took the descendants of the Thirteen Great Bandits over to show off." The big black dog revealed a wicked smile at the corner of its mouth, gloating: "The Dao enlightenment of the Ji Family Saint has been interrupted, and now he has come out of seclusion."

"The Holy Body is now rolling and crawling in the Ji Family, demanding compensation, and the principals of those few branches have turned blue."

At the same time, a past event from six thousand years ago was involved. According to the Peacock King of the Demon Race, when the old madman was the Saint Son of Tianxuan six thousand years ago, he had a resounding reputation. His cultivation was heaven-shaking and earth-shattering, suppressing a region, and he had personally killed a Great Accomplishment Eastern Wasteland God King.

On the Eastern Wasteland, there were only two families that could continuously produce God King bodies, with unbroken bloodlines.

One was the Jiang Family, the other was the Ji Family.

The Eastern Wasteland God King killed by the old madman was the ancestor of several Great Experts and Supreme Elders of the current Ji Family, belonging to the eighth branch of the Ji Family.

If it weren't for the fall of the Ji Family God King six thousand years ago, the eighth branch of the Ji Family, which should have been brilliant for thousands of years, would have been cut off halfway. The current Ji Family Saint Lord should have been a person from their branch.

"So that's how it is." Lin Xian suddenly realized, recalling the past. Although the Demon Race and the Ji Family did not obey him as the Alliance Leader, the Demon Race was hindered by his status as the Emperor's son-in-law, forcing him in the dark, nibbling away bit by bit.

And the Ji Family's attitude was placed on the surface, directly suppressing him, with a feeling of tearing their faces apart, and even the Ji Family Saint could not suppress it.

At first, he felt something was wrong, but he was in a hurry to escape and didn't think much about it. It turned out there was such an old grudge.

Then Lin Xian reacted, unable to help but ask suspiciously: "Why didn't you follow for this kind of extortion?"

With the big black dog's personality, if it didn't go to fan the flames and open its lion's mouth, it wouldn't be the Master Master Hei Huang.

Mentioning this, the Master Master Hei Huang cursed, saying that it met a bad, pus-flowing dead Daoist in the Southern Region Alliance, lecherous and bad, truly despicable and shameless, a dead fatty who did all kinds of bad things!

Understood. The Master Master Hei Huang didn't want to do bad things, but ran into Duan De and didn't succeed, but was instead pitted by Duan De. Truly, one thing subdues another.

"One cannot be too Duan De, one cannot act too Master Master Hei Huang." Lin Xian said leisurely.

The Master Master Hei Huang's expression was gloomy: "So that dead fatty is named Duan De. How is he worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as me? This Emperor is a born god, the reincarnation of a Holy Emperor."

"If you are the reincarnation of a god, he is the rebirth of a Heavenly Venerable." Lin Xian laughed and clapped his hands: "This fat Daoist is rich in oil, don't know how many ancient tombs he has dug. Let's rob him another day to help the poor."

"No need for another day, today is fine." The big black dog's eyes rolled, a plan coming to mind, revealing a wicked smile: "Ye Fan moved the Holy Body corpse in the Green Flood King's treasury to the Ji Family to block the door."

"Once the Ji Family matter is over, we will go catch that fat Daoist."

"With a Holy Body corpse at the Saint level in hand, regardless of how heaven-reaching Duan De's methods are, he will still drink this Emperor's foot-washing water!"

Lin Xian did not object. Master Master Hei Huang vs. Duan De—no matter who wins or loses, he had to help the scene.

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