Chapter 268

In the central area of the Undying Mountain, there were great mountains to the east, west, north, and south, towering into the clouds, pitch black like ink, all shrouded in ribbon-like black mist, blocking the way ahead.

The big black dog counted carefully, its eyes solemn, incomparably vigilant: "There are twenty-seven great peaks on all four sides, which is the number of Great Perfection; only Supremes can live here. We have truly arrived here."

"Throughout history, only human Great Emperors have dared to fight to this point..."

One hundred and eight black great peaks guarded the center, all kings among mountains and emperors among peaks, with an oppressive aura that made people want to suffocate. They were majestic and towering, flowing with a terrifying aura that had remained unchanged since ancient times.

No matter what peerless genius or supreme master you are, in front of such an aura, you are not worth mentioning.

The word "Emperor" crushes the ages!

"Supremes were all ancient Emperors." The Fighting Buddha nodded, then shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Respect their first life."

How many Emperors could there be throughout history? It was only during the Desolate Ancient Era that the human race's luck exploded, with Great Accomplished Saint Bodies appearing one after another, and human Great Emperors emerging in succession.

Pushing further back, in the Ancient Era and the Mythological Era, one ancient Emperor appearing every hundred thousand years, and one Heavenly Venerate appearing every few hundred thousand years, was the normal situation.

As time passed and the years changed, the environment of heaven and earth in the Dharma-Ending Age had been fluctuating, evolving toward the worse, but the Daoist system had been gradually maturing.

From the Huang Heavenly Emperor creating the Secret Realm method, to the Nine Heavenly Venerates creating the Nine Secrets, to the subsequent ancient Emperors exploring the path to immortality, and the Desolate Ancient Emperors following one another to create the method of longevity, generation after generation of people had stepped on the shoulders of their predecessors to forge ahead.

Finally arriving at this era, the system has gradually matured, and the path of the Mortal Immortal has been explored; all of this cannot be separated from the efforts and creation of predecessors.

The Tribulation-Crossing Heavenly Venerate Cao Yusheng had the most difficult time becoming an Immortal, taking the longest time. This was not only because his Immortal path was difficult to walk, having to break through reincarnation between life and death, but also because there was no one to guide the way, forcing him to explore alone in the dark, long night, stumbling and not knowing how many detours he took.

Generation after generation of Dao-achievers, whether they became Immortals or not, left behind valuable experience for later generations.

This has nothing to do with good or evil, but is a kind of exploration.

Even Shi Huang left behind thoughts on the Dao Palace Secret Realm.

During the conversation, the Xuanwu Immortal Medicine flew away and disappeared into the twenty-seven black great peaks in the north. Immediately after, a figure flew out from the twenty-seven mountains in the east.

The act of collecting the Undying Medicine ultimately alarmed the Holy Spirits in the Forbidden Zone.

The figure initially looked a bit blurry, but when that creature truly approached, the Fighting Buddha changed color and stood ready with his Immortal Iron Rod.

That was a headless knight, wearing black iron armor, tall and divine, holding a black long spear, with a posture that subdued heaven and earth. Unfortunately, he had no head, and there were many blood stains on his neck.

Underneath him was a tall stone horse, shaking its head and wagging its tail, raising its head and neighing, powerful and terrifying, with bowl-sized stone hooves that cracked the void every time they landed.

A Stone Embryo Quasi-Emperor; if not for the lack of a head, unable to be perfect, he would probably be even more powerful.

He came from the east, which meant that the eastern mountains were Shi Huang's Daoist temple, and they could not go forward.

If they got close, the Dark Supremes wouldn't mind enjoying a takeaway delivered to their door.

"Four directions, four peaks, east, west, north, and south, four great Supremes."

Lin Xian looked at the great peaks, recalling the ancient temples and broken Daoist temples on the small mountain just now, those extremely ancient temples, and thought thoughtfully: "Stone, Peacock, Xuanwu, Daoist..."

"Stop muttering, are we going or not!" The big black dog roared, carrying Little Nan Nan on its back, and stepped onto the golden patterns. That was the vitality left behind by the Void Emperor, like a golden chessboard.

Coupled with the reception of the Void Emperor Mirror outside the Undying Mountain, as long as it wasn't the Undying Mountain Supremes taking action, this Holy Spirit Quasi-Emperor couldn't keep them.

During the conversation, the headless knight killed like a Grim Reaper. He triggered the terrifying aura of the Undying Mountain Range, endless black mist surged, the entire world trembled under the horse's hooves, and all things wailed under the spear tip.

It was simply terrifying to the extreme, but there was one small problem.

That was, this Holy Spirit Quasi-Emperor was too slow!

"A Quasi-Emperor can cross the galaxy in one step; a road of dozens of miles, dragging on for half a day, who are you trying to fool?"

"It's nothing more than a stalk hitting a wolf, both sides are afraid."

"If he wanted to take action, he would have done so long ago."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Xian's mouth; he saw that the headless knight was murderous on the surface, but in reality, he wanted to expel them, not truly go to war.

They were wary of the Supremes in the Undying Mountain suddenly waking up, and the headless knight was also wary of the Emperor Weapons in their hands, as well as Little Nan Nan.

The more powerful a person is, the more full of fear they are toward Little Nan Nan.

Better to avoid trouble; if they accidentally disturbed the sleeping Supremes, even if it consumed a trace of power, the headless Quasi-Emperor couldn't afford it.

The Quasi-Emperor rode across the sky, the endless void collapsed, and endless black cracks spread in all directions.

A Quasi-Emperor, a Quasi-Emperor who could travel the universe and exceed the speed of light, rushed over like a worldly mortal riding a horse.

In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, this scene was world-destroying, but in Lin Xian's eyes, it was already letting water into the sea.

An ancient Quasi-Emperor, fighting on horseback!

"Offer the Emperor Order!"

Just at this critical moment, Lin Xian shouted, advancing instead of retreating. On his body, the Dragon-Pattern Black Gold Tripod hung down ten thousand feet of immortal light, evolving into a black hole, as if swallowing everything, and a Great Dao Treasure Bottle was struck out, as if suppressing the Myriad Heavens and Worlds.

The big black dog also spat out a purple divine order; this was a token cast by the Undying Heavenly Emperor, which had allowed them to move unimpeded in the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest; it was relying on this.

The aura of the Emperor object and the Emperor order made the Holy Spirit Quasi-Emperor pause slightly, taking the opportunity to rein in the horse, but the killing intent was still cold. He stood in front of the group, the long spear in his hand erupting with heaven-shaking aura; if there was the slightest mistake, it would erupt with thunderous force.

Facing the majesty of a Quasi-Emperor, Lin Xian's expression was calm and unhurried, shouting in authentic ancient language: "We come from another Forbidden Zone, representing the will of the Supremes, to visit His Majesty Xuanwu; report quickly!"

The headless knight put away his long spear and stood in place, somewhat hesitant.

In the outside universe, he was a peerless Quasi-Emperor who could dominate ten directions of the galaxy, but in the Undying Mountain, he was just an old servant, obeying the orders of the Supremes and managing the Daoist temple.

"We are envoys of the Forbidden Zone!"

Lin Xian scolded the Quasi-Emperor, his attitude high and mighty, incomparably arrogant, yet it seemed like a matter of course. He snorted coldly: "If you delay the grand plan of the Supremes to become Immortals, can you afford the responsibility?"

"Whether or not to see us is a matter for the Supremes; it is not something you can decide."

The headless knight put away his long spear; it had that flavor. Only the descendants of the Forbidden Zone would dare to speak to a Quasi-Emperor like this; without a Supreme backing them, that would be seeking death.

Lin Xian stood behind Little Nan Nan, his expression incomparably calm. Before stepping into the Forbidden Zone, he had already made the worst preparations.

If the meeting failed, at worst he would run away; there were two contemporary Supremes outside, which was the greatest guarantee.

Don't look at the Forbidden Zone Supremes talking about fighting Immortals every day, but no one is an idiot; everyone has an account to calculate in their hearts. The path to immortality is about to open, so even if there is great karma, it must wait until two hundred years later to settle.

What bloodline, what grudges, what Emperor majesty, what face—in the face of becoming an Immortal, in the face of longevity, everything can be set aside first.

Slashing oneself with a knife and staying silent for a million years, arriving at this life, how much has been discarded? Family, love, friendship, the pride of Emperors and Sovereigns, the glory of Heavenly Venerates, compassion for all living beings, and a Dao heart.

The sunk cost is too great, so great that even the Supremes themselves cannot bear it, and can only bet crazily like a gambler, throwing all their heart's blood into a bottomless pit.

If they succeed, they ascend to immortality; if they lose, everything becomes empty throughout the ages.

In the face of such a heaven-shaking grand situation, let alone Lin Xian's small movements, even if he forcibly broke into the Life Forbidden Zone, demanded rare treasures, and slapped the Forbidden Zone in the face, the Supremes would mostly endure it.

This is Lin Xian's greatest reliance for daring to enter the Forbidden Zone; the Dark Supremes have been dormant for ages, and arriving at this life, they cannot afford to lose!

What is being bet on is not the deterrent power of Emperor Weapons, not the strength of contemporary Supremes, but the importance the Forbidden Zone Supremes place on their own lives.

For the sake of a group of ants, wasting power and making their own probability of becoming an Immortal slightly lower—is it worth it?

What if, on the path to immortality, they are just short of that little bit of blood energy?!

(End of chapter)