Chapter 414: 【I Swear by the Heavenly Emperor Huang】

Becoming an Immortal and attaining eternal life are the primary desires of the Supremes. The number of Emperors and Sovereigns within the forbidden zones continues to grow, yet the substances of eternal life in the universe are scarce. This has led the great universe to form the Law of the Dark Forest, where these old, cunning beings are more adept at hiding than the last.

The Supremes of the forbidden zones plot to seize the flesh and blood of contemporary Emperors, hoping to extend their own half-lives as Emperors. In the shadows, the Undying Emperor schemes against quasi-Heavenly Emperors like the Fighting Holy Emperor, the Sun Holy Emperor, and the Lunar Human Emperor, forging his own path to immortality. In the deepest depths, the Emperor-Respecter seeks to refine the two realms, absorbing the Dao fruits of all Red Dust Immortals to forge his own Immortal King throne.

Every level has different goals; once one reaches the Heavenly Emperor realm, the effect of bathing in the blood of various Emperors is negligible. Only by hunting similar individuals and harvesting the Heavenly Emperor’s heart blood and the Heavenly Emperor’s mark can one further undergo feathering and ascend to immortality.

"According to this junior's words, there are many among the Heavenly Court's Emperors who could rival the Undying Emperor. But if we judge by the actual situation, the only active Heavenly Emperors are Wu Shi, the Green Emperor, the Ruthless Emperor... or perhaps even fewer."

"The Undying Emperor, the Heavenly Emperor on the other side of the Immortal Road, and counting myself, that makes three. This is a delicate balance."

The God Emperor narrowed his eyes, analyzing the situation and peering into the truths of the ages. He sensed that this was not just a choice on the Immortal Road, but his own opportunity for a breakthrough.

It could be a further hunt for the Undying Emperor to advance the path of the Red Dust Immortal, or perhaps the marks of the Undying Emperor and the God Emperor might fulfill one of the Heavenly Emperors of the Heavenly Court.

Going a step further, joining hands with the Undying Emperor to counter-attack the Heavenly Court is not impossible.

Do not overestimate the conscience of any Supreme. Every Heavenly Emperor has fought their way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The white bones on the path of the Emperor tell of the desolation of a lifetime. Emperors are kind to their own race, but they will never be soft-hearted toward others.

With the God Emperor's silence, the atmosphere on the scene instantly became subtle. The God Emperor's son immediately pulled the God Silkworm Princess and retreated rapidly behind the God Emperor.

In an instant, the lines were clearly drawn. The Heavenly Court alliance, which had been harmonious just moments ago, seemed no longer so unbreakable.

"Woof, woof, woof..."

"Damn it, we're in big trouble."

The Black Emperor and Duan De were the first to react, gasping in cold air. They did not run to Amitabha for protection, but instead, bearing the Emperor weapon, they shielded little Nan Nan—or rather, asked little Nan Nan to protect them.

And most importantly, little Nan Nan was with the little God Silkworm. That was the God Emperor's own younger sibling; perhaps that could serve as a check.

"Big brothers, what are you doing?"

Little Nan Nan was innocent and naive, her small face flushed red like a big apple. She had not sensed the undercurrents beneath the silent atmosphere and was still playing with the lively and cute little God Silkworm, completely oblivious to the rising winds and surging clouds outside.

"Have you lived out a second life?"

The God Emperor stared at the little God Silkworm for a long time, then observed little Nan Nan for a while. The scales in his heart were slowly tilting, but it was not enough—still not enough.

A great battle with the Undying Emperor is no child's play. At this level, who is weaker than whom? Two against one, or one against two—that is the key to life and death.

"Hahaha..."

Just as the tension was at its peak, Lin Xian laughed heartily, his gaze sincere as if he were completely unaware of the scheming. He walked toward the little God Silkworm, patted the little one's head, and said leisurely, "This junior almost forgot. His Majesty the God Emperor has been in slumber for a million years and hasn't seen his kin for a long time. We should let you all reminisce."

"Come, come, come. The Holy Emperor's son is also here, full of vigor, not inferior to the young Holy Emperor. Have a chat with the God Emperor."

Saying this, he pushed the little God Silkworm and the Holy Emperor's son forward to chat and laugh with the God Emperor, seemingly putting life and death aside. This scene shocked more than a few people.

Ye Fan had a strange expression. Was this still the Sect Master Lin he knew? Where had that greedy, cowardly, despicable Lin Xian gone?

The God Emperor's immortal robes shimmered with immortal light. He not only received the royal kin but also pulled Lin Xian over.

"Good, good." The Amitabha faith-body chanted a Buddhist name and was about to intervene, but was stopped by Lin Xian.

"The world coexisting, all races as one family—that is the purpose of our Heavenly Court." Lin Xian wore a brilliant smile and said openly, "Now that we invite His Majesty the God Emperor to join us on the Immortal Road, we should naturally show sincerity and sit down to discuss the Dao."

"Duan De, brew the tea. Ye Fan, boil the water. Take the immortal treasures left by the Undying Emperor, and let us all gather under the Bodhi tree."

"Good." The God Emperor stood with his hands behind his back. As a peerless powerhouse, he naturally possessed supreme grace. Since the Heavenly Court had not attacked him first or endangered those by his side, he had no reason to slaughter juniors and ruin the demeanor of an Ancient Emperor.

The atmosphere on the scene eased slightly. Everyone left the Great Thunder Sound Temple and came to a newly grown Bodhi tree. This immortal tree had been irrigated by the water of the Eight Treasures Merit Pond and was now as lush as a canopy, growing six zhang tall. It shed large patches of rosy light and swirled with auspicious colors, looking sacred and peaceful.

A gentle breeze blew, and the leaves of the whole tree rustled like the ringing of great bells. Everyone sat under the tree, tasting the Enlightenment Tea. The Undying Emperor had once cut down the Enlightenment Tea Tree to use as a coffin, so there was naturally no shortage of tea leaves, and now it all benefited the Heavenly Court.

With the Dao rhymes of two immortal medicines superimposed, this should have been a top-tier blessed land for sudden enlightenment, but no one on the scene had any intention of meditating. Instead, they sat upright, waiting for a result.

The God Emperor took a light sip of tea and said leisurely, "Why are you not afraid?"

A Saint participating in the confrontation of Emperors could capsize at any moment. This situation should have been handled by a Supreme, such as Amitabha, coming to negotiate.

Yet, the World-Honored One of the Buddhist sect sat under the Bodhi tree, smiling as if he held the wisdom in his grasp, having great confidence in Lin Xian.

"Naturally, I believe that the God Emperor's demeanor is extraordinary, bright and open, not like the Undying Emperor, a villain who assassinates Emperors."

Lin Xian complimented him on the surface, but in his heart, he was helpless. It wasn't that he didn't want to avoid it, but avoidance was useless.

Unlike the Heavenly Emperor Wu Shi, who was far away in a strange world and unable to spare a body, or the Green Emperor, who lay in the Desolate Tower with only his Primordial Spirit left, or the Underworld Emperor in reincarnation, the God Emperor's flesh and Primordial Spirit were both intact.

This was a genuine, complete Heavenly Emperor. Even if temporarily awakened from slumber, he was still a being near-immortal, not much weaker than the Ruthless Emperor in her weakened period.

If he were to strike fiercely, Ye Fan might be saved by little Nan Nan, but the others would be in danger.

Since that was the case, rather than being secretive, it was better to be frank.

"You have this kind of courage; it is truly not bad. You are worthy of being the agent of the Emperors." The God Emperor praised, then said with regret, "It is just a pity that you are only an Ancestral King."

This is the difference in life levels; it is a hard gap in strength.

Lin Xian could use the Green Emperor, the Flame Emperor, and the Yellow Emperor to bluff the various holy lands of the Eastern Wasteland, but he could not use the God Emperor's son or the God Silkworm royal family to persuade the God Emperor, because the two were simply not on the same magnitude.

The God Emperor himself was a great banner, a faction that could not be ignored.

Only if the various Heavenly Emperors arrived in person and concluded the deepest level of alliance with the God Emperor would there be a glimmer of possibility for opening their hearts and truly cooperating.

Lin Xian said calmly, "If His Majesty the God Emperor is willing to cooperate with the Heavenly Court and conclude an alliance, I can swear by the Heavenly Emperor Huang. My words are as heavy as Mount Tai."

Once the words were spoken, the great universe rumbled. Countless wild thunderbolts and purple lightning appeared, causing the God Emperor to look up abruptly, gazing into the depths of the cosmic starry sky. His eyes were incomparably deep, as if endless galaxies were being born and dying, seemingly trying to peer into the ultimate mystery of the ages.

The river of time flowed, starting from the Desolate Ancient era, stepping through the Primordial era, rushing toward the Mythological era, and moving toward even more ancient epochs, witnessing unknown history.

"The Heavenly Emperor Huang... really exists."

The God Emperor was also puzzled. Even the Primordial era had no such records. Only the Nine Great Heavenly Venerables had once spoken of it—that was the lost Chaotic Ancient era, a period of reincarnation forgotten, a brilliant age annihilated in the river of time.

"Naturally he exists. The Desolate Tower is his immortal weapon, held by the Green Emperor."

Lin Xian smiled slightly, "By the true name of Shi Hao, with the Desolate Tower as witness, for life after life, forever carved in time and space."

Before the words fell, as if leaking heavenly secrets, countless terrifying divine thunders appeared, like the end of the world, causing the seven great life forbidden zones of the Eastern Wasteland to tremble, almost thinking the Immortal Road was about to open early.

Fortunately, the aura of world-destruction came quickly and went quickly, as if it had never happened. The Supremes looked at each other, and in the end, chose silence.

Only the Carefree Heavenly Venerable within the Reincarnation Sea opened his eyes abruptly, as if seeing through the river of time. He was the creator of the Word-Walking Secret and had touched the immortal level in the field of time. In that instant, he seemed to glimpse an extremely magnificent identity.

"Heavenly Emperor Huang... it's him! He really became an Immortal?!"

As one of the Nine Great Heavenly Venerables of mythology, the Carefree Heavenly Venerable knew more about the history of the Chaotic Ancient era than the God Emperor. He knew that there was indeed an Immortal Dynasty in the Chaotic Ancient era, and it was highly likely that someone had become an Immortal.

At this moment, the Carefree Heavenly Venerable was incomparably excited, thinking he had glimpsed a thread of heavenly secrets, and his inner choice changed quietly.

If the Heavenly Emperor Huang manifested, wouldn't the Immortal Road of this life become real?

"Perhaps, I should not continue to hibernate; I should go and fight for it again." With this thought, the Carefree Heavenly Venerable's eyes became obscure. He split off a divine thought body and looked toward the direction of the Immortal Tomb, saying, "Fellow Daoist Longevity, an old friend has come to visit."

"An old friend..."

The Longevity Heavenly Venerable, who had been slumbering for ages, slowly opened his eyes and sighed, "I thought this old Daoist was the longest-living creature in the forbidden zones. I never expected that another fellow Daoist from the Mythological era had survived. The aura is extraordinary, the Dao rhyme is heaven-defying; it is not the usual Dao Venerable law. Which of the Nine Heavenly Venerables are you?"

"Hehe... Longevity Heavenly Venerable, the ancient existence second only to the Tribulation Crossing one. Back then, who was it that fought the Emperor-Respecter with you?"

"It's you!"

In Mount Sumeru, under the Bodhi tree.

"Shi..."

The God Emperor gasped. Having reached such a realm, what name could scare him? But those two words were truly extraordinary.

Spoken from Lin Xian's mouth, there were supreme omens. If he himself uttered those two words, great terror would befall him, as if the great universe did not exist, and this ancient history had vanished.

Only the more powerful one is, the more one can sense the terror of that name. The Supremes in the forbidden zones only perceived that the Heavenly Emperor Huang was related to the Immortal Road.

A true Heavenly Emperor is not much weaker than a True Immortal. Sympathizing with the great universe, vaguely watching the rise and fall of time and the birth and death of the universe, is a great taboo.

"Who exactly are you?"

The God Emperor said with a solemn expression, "An old monster from the Chaotic Ancient era, or an even more ancient existence? The Underworld Emperor can reincarnate for four lives; perhaps there are other miracles in the world."

"The God Emperor is mistaken. I am a young man." Lin Xian openly revealed the aura of his Primordial Spirit and said seriously, "I am a person of this age."

"Just an ordinary, plain Saint."

The God Emperor glanced at his younger brother who had successfully undergone nirvana and smiled immediately. Really? I don't believe it.

The Underworld Emperor is in reincarnation, the God Silkworm is reborn, both are losing their memories, and there is an Emperor-Respecter reincarnation mixed in among these perverts. Who would believe you are a normal person?

What normal Ancestral King reaches the Saint realm before the age of fifty and is about to step into the Saint King realm? Many Great Emperors throughout history cannot compare to this cultivation speed.

"Let us go and see."

The God Emperor pondered for a long time, considering many things, and finally chose the answer. Under the escort of Amitabha, they arrived silently at the Eastern Wasteland, near the Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven.

Walking in this mountain forest, the God Emperor's son, the Holy Emperor's son, and the God Silkworm Princess were all introducing the changes of the present day to the God Emperor.

For example, how the great supernatural beings of the Bitter Sea once wanted to break into the Green Emperor's tomb, and several sect masters of the Other Shore level tried to divide the Emperor's tomb.

"You mean a group of cultivators in the Wheel Sea and Dao Palace realms broke into an Emperor's tomb?"

The God Emperor was stunned for a moment, almost thinking he had misheard. He asked with curiosity, "Is it that the cultivators of later generations have improved their Dao methods and carried forward the single-realm cultivation?"

Cultivating a single realm can lead to becoming a Saint; cultivating two realms can rival a Saint King.

Cultivators of this level breaking into a Great Emperor's tomb, although risky, is ultimately within a reasonable scope.

The scene went quiet. In that year, the Eastern Wasteland's mighty figures were invincible and could gamble for an Immortal life. In that year, the Eastern Wasteland's Emperor tombs could be broken into. In that year, the Eastern Wasteland's Emperor weapons could be robbed.

Lin Xian coughed lightly and forcefully saved face, "His Majesty the Green Emperor laid out plans for the ages. The Yang Tomb is the front gate, used to enshrine Emperor weapons. It is a place left for later generations to pay respects, sacred and peaceful, so no killing arrays were left behind."

"The demon race of all generations has been solemn and devout, not daring to harm a single flower or blade of grass. It was just unexpected that a few small human cultivators were bold enough to break in, leading to some accidents."

"Afterward, His Majesty the Green Emperor ordered me to descend to the Big Dipper to set things right and execute the eternal plan of the Emperors."

"So that's how it is. The Green Emperor has a benevolent heart." The God Emperor suddenly realized, not thinking too deeply. If it was a place of pilgrimage for later generations, naturally there would be no killing arrays.

Lin Xian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had finally bluffed his way through. If the God Emperor had asked any further, he feared the Green Emperor would have had to crawl out of his coffin.

The Yang Tomb had been broken; that was the treasure left by the Green Emperor for later generations and no longer existed. But the Yin Tomb remained, a black deep pool connecting to the Nine Netherworlds, where the Green Emperor and the Desolate Tower were.

"Burying the Huo Qilin in the fields... Is Fellow Daoist Wan Qing here?"

The God Emperor spoke calmly and stepped in with ease. Waves rolled, and countless Yin Qi swept over, but it could not harm the God Emperor in the slightest.

Until the God Emperor's figure dissipated, no one knew how much time had passed. In the Yin Tomb, it was as if a corpse had come back to life. A series of violent coughing sounds erupted, and the eternal blue sky trembled because of it.

"The Green Emperor has awakened?!"

Everyone on the scene showed expressions of shock.