Chapter 407

When traveling abroad, your identity is given by yourself.

Ye Fan dared to say he was the Emperor, Lin Xian claimed to be the spokesperson for the Qing Emperor, and Duan De naturally couldn't fall behind, transforming into a Forbidden Zone son.

To resurrect his brother, the Ruthless Emperor sought the unblemished Crossing Tribulation Heaven Art, and after one life ended, she refined the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar.

Duan De also knew the Crossing Tribulation Heaven Art and was protected by the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar.

Calling himself a Forbidden Zone son didn't seem to be a big problem; even if he ran in front of a Supreme, he could bluff his way through.

Only the few who knew the inside story had incredibly strange expressions—the karma was reversed.

"If Duan De is a Forbidden Zone son, then what am I?"

Ye Fan had a feeling of confusion, half-laughing and half-crying, because within the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, there really was a peerless Great Accomplished Holy Body, the kind that could trade lives with a Forbidden Zone Supreme.

"I have come to read the imperial edict of the human Great Emperor. Is this your attitude?"

With the same attitude as the Black Emperor's 'dog relying on its master's power,' Duan De used the fox to fake the tiger's power, relying on the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar and the momentum of the Heavenly Court, looking arrogant and domineering.

The Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar manifested supreme Emperor might, the expression on the ghost mask—half-crying, half-laughing—just like a sigh from a peerless female Emperor.

It flew into Yaochi, contending with the Chaos Green Lotus and the Ten Thousand Dragon Bell, the vast divine energy shaking Yaochi.

Seeing Duan De's arrogant posture, the several old clan leaders of the Imperial clans and the ancient tribe Great Sages were not angry at all, but breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was settled, revealing an 'as expected' and 'it should be so' expression.

After the iceberg completely surfaced, although they were panicked and awed, the heart that had been hanging high finally let go, no longer needing to worry or be suspicious.

Sure enough, the human race had a Forbidden Zone of Life similar to the Ancient Mine of the Beginning behind them. The Heavenly Court had a thousand-thread connection with the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land. It was possible that the Qing Emperor of the Demon race and the Wu Shi of the human race were all within it.

The unknown is the greatest fear.

After showing their cards, they were much more at ease. Emperor against Emperor, general against general, soldier against soldier.

The ten thousand tribes opened the skylight and spoke clearly, seeking benefits for their own race, open and aboveboard, without needing to worry that while they were talking, a Zhuxian Sword would suddenly fly from the sky to kill the chicken and warn the monkey like it killed the Great Saint Kunzhou.

After all the trump cards were shown, it was the real Ten Thousand Tribes Assembly, the peace talks of the world.

"We welcome the Forbidden Zone son, to listen to the holy edict of the human Great Emperor."

The Ancestral Kings of the ancient tribes acted in unison, stepping forward to pay respects, taking out the posture of treating their own Ancient Emperor's son, and then stepped forward to inquire which Supreme's descendant Duan De was.

"The mortal world does not get my heart's desire, the Dao is not achieved and tears flow. Sitting in front of the courtyard drinking lightly, getting up and millions of years have passed outside the window."

Duan De boasted shamelessly, putting on airs, looking like he was recalling the glorious years of the past, sighing: "Cough, cough, this Emperor's son attained the Dao in the Ancient years, slept for a million years. Your ancestors might have paid homage to me back then."

"Back then, the ten thousand ancient tribes brought Undying Medicine to pay tribute, drinking nectar and eating dragon liver and phoenix gall—all were illusions of the past."

"Just like the setting sun, it has long become empty. I don't ask for any heavenly palace immortal banquet within Yaochi, but if there is divine spring to moisten the throat, that would be good."

"By the way, brew a large bowl of Dao-Enlightenment tea; that fits the style of the ten thousand tribes' peace talks."

"I see this Flat Peach divine tree is also destined for this Daoist."

The ancient tribe Great Sages felt greasy listening to this. The Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi hurriedly hid her own peach tree, and by the way, invited the Holy Prince under the tree into the hall. The other several Ancient Emperor's sons and Ancient Emperor's daughters also couldn't help but recall the glorious years of the past when they heard this.

"Speaking of the Dao-Enlightenment Tea Tree, when my father was alive, he drank this tea every day, picking it fresh every day. Things are different now."

Huo Lin'er whispered, her eyes slightly red. She often circled the Ancient Mine of the Beginning, but did not step into it.

After the Ten Thousand Dragon Daughter came out alive, it stimulated many Imperial clans. After the Yaochi Ten Thousand Tribes Assembly, the people of the Fire Qilin Cave would likely take action.

"Father, are you still alive?"

Huang Xudao was silent, lowering his head. Even a madman like him who was dedicated to cultivating the Dao could not escape the bonds of family affection, longing to see the Blood Phoenix Ancient Emperor once more.

After emerging, he had seen the Emperor weapon of the Blood Phoenix Mountain. Although it was exactly the same as the Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd of that year, possessing Extreme Dao laws, as an Ancient Emperor's offspring, he could perceive the subtle changes within it, not the Imperial weapon that followed the Blood Phoenix Emperor to conquer the universe and rule the world.

"Father Emperor could create the taboo secret technique of the Golden Divine Treasure, with the realization of life and death, but I don't believe you passed away so easily."

The Golden Heavenly Daughter, with a tall figure and long legs, stood up, looking toward the direction of the Ancient Mine of the Beginning for a long time, secretly making a determination.

Some were looking forward to it, some were happy, and some were desolate.

The Holy Prince was dejected, sighing. His father clearly passed away at the end of the Ancient era, without any suspense.

"Abandoning everything to come to this life, is it really worth it?"

The eighth-generation grandson of the Primitive Lake, Yuan Gu, who had always been firm and wanted to stand side by side with the Ancient Emperor's son, had a melancholy expression at this moment. Their clan was similar to the Fighting clan; the Ancient Emperor clearly passed away, and there was nothing to look forward to.

"Better to return, better to return~!" The Princess Princess Shen Can Ancient Emperor's son wore old Daoist robes, with a sullen air between his brows, drinking until drunk, crying and laughing, throwing the wine gourd in his hand to Yuan Gu, singing and laughing loudly: "Take a sip."

Yuan Gu was slightly stunned. The Princess Princess Shen Can Daoist was a person with something on his mind. Unlike Huang Xudao, Huo Qilin, and others, he lacked vitality and had more of a twilight air, appearing out of place with this world.

Having been indifferent to other Ancient Emperor's sons for so many years, even the Princess Princess Shen Can Princess couldn't invite him, but now he invited an Ancient Emperor's descendant to drink—it was truly unimaginable.

"Count me in." A man walked over, plain and returning to truth, without anything special, even his appearance was very ordinary, but he held a wine cup, signaling Yuan Gu to share half a gourd with him.

Anyone who could enter this place was not ordinary; he must be a human Emperor's son!

"Ji Zi?" Yuan Gu's heart moved, thinking thoughtfully: "I have heard of the Void Great Emperor's prestige, although I emerged not long ago, it is like thunder in my ears."

Even in the Ancient era, there was no tough guy who could pull seven or eight Ancient Emperors to be buried with him. This kind of record made even the Supremes feel terrified, let alone later generations.

"Yes." Ji Zi was silent and spoke little, just nodding indifferently, causing the drunken Princess Princess Shen Can son to glance at him.

"A toast to you!" Yuan Gu threw half a gourd of wine over, laughing foolishly: "Not for the Void Great Emperor, but for the three of us fallen people in this Golden Age."

"Hahaha, a toast to this Golden Age, a toast to the Ancient magnificence!"

Only people with the same state of mind would attract each other. Just as the Princess Princess Shen Can Daoist was willing to give Yuan Gu a gourd of wine, Yuan Gu was also willing to share half a cup of wine with another traveler of time.

"A hundred boats compete for the current, heroes compete, only I am fallen..." Ji Zi muttered in his heart, drank a cup, nodded, and turned into a sigh, lost and soul-less. It was true, his soul had already been in the Desolate Ancient era, coming to this life alone, his joys and sorrows... everything was in the Desolate Ancient era.

The Golden Age was brilliant, quietly opening. The people in the hall were passionate and high-spirited, asking who would rule the vast land, swearing to compete for hegemony among the ten thousand tribes, and stepping through the heavenly road to compete for an Immortal life.

An autumn wind swept by, endless fallen leaves withered, but there were three drunks in the corner of Yaochi.

The joys and sorrows of people are not connected. The people outside the hall only felt that the people inside were noisy.

The Emperor's son came, the Forbidden Zone son arrived, and there was a half-step Quasi-Emperor Divine General presiding over the meeting. The ancient tribe Great Sages couldn't hold the scene, only by inviting the Ancient Emperor's sons with noble status could they barely talk. The scene became more and more magnificent, with extremely high specifications.

Lin Xian stood outside the hall, looked at the three drunks, and looked at the Central Emperor who stopped before Yaochi, inviting: "Fellow Daoist, won't you come over and sit?"

"Eight thousand years too late." The Central Emperor sighed softly, then turned and left without looking back.

Just like Gai Jiuyou waiting for the Qing Emperor, in the eight thousand years of hibernation, the Central Emperor Xiang Yufei missed a lot—enemies, lovers, friends—the loneliness of which, like drinking water, is known only to oneself.

Everyone has their own different path, life encounters are different, and the trajectory is different. As long as life has not reached the end, there will be various possibilities.

Everyone is the only protagonist of their own life, and at the same time a supporting role and a passerby in other people's lives, thus weaving into the mortal world.

"One life as an Emperor, asking for Immortality in the red dust, who in the world is not struggling to cross."

Ye Fan's eyes were deep, only a line away from the Heaven-Cutting pass, touching the Great Dao, thinking about life, feeling in his heart, and whispered: "Cultivators are lonely, when is the end of this long life path."

"All on the road, on the long life path and in the red dust." Lin Xian said sonorously, his eyes incredibly firm. One can also become an Immortal in the red dust—a simple sentence that supported the indestructible Dao heart.

Just this one sentence is better than countless Emperor scriptures and precious arts.

The path to immortality is never lonely. The heaven-proud figures throughout the ages are on the long life path, struggling to cross the Bitter Sea, each showing their magical powers.

They either degenerate, or are ruthless, or are obsessed with the mortal world, or are suffering on the Immortal Road. Regardless of stance, regardless of personality, regardless of identity, no one can deny their great wisdom.

One after another, Heavenly Emperors bloomed with the most brilliant light on the long life path, playing a sonorous battle song on the Red Dust Immortal path.

Heaven and earth, ghosts and gods all worship the Emperor, the Undying Emperor bathed in the blood of the Emperors, the Ruthless Emperor's talent amazed the ages, Wu Shi's talent was invincible throughout the ages, the Princess Princess Shen Can Ancient Emperor had a heaven-defying transformation, and the Qing Emperor evolved the supreme Immortal Domain.

And that Duan De, life after life of physical tribulation, wanting to live nine different lives, creating true reincarnation.

In one of those lives, he attained the Dao at the end of the Ancient era, and the Human Demon Dongfang Taiyi had seen him.

Someone else had also seen him.

Looking at Duan De, who was guarded by the Sages, the Great Saint Huntuo shuddered inexplicably, guessing with some awe: "Could it be his Ancient Emperor's son?"

But this was too similar. Even if it was an Ancient Emperor's offspring, he shouldn't look exactly like the Ancient Emperor.

The Great Saint Huntuo gritted his teeth and stepped forward to examine it carefully for a moment. Just for a moment, Duan De turned his head and revealed a side face, scaring him into retreating hurriedly, eyes wide open, incredibly shocked.

This was no Forbidden Zone son; he was clearly a Forbidden Zone father!

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