Chapter 423

The Golden Great Saint looked at the horizon, silent, but the Ultimate Ancient Imperial Weapon in his hand, the Golden Rod, had already been put away.

To continue the immortal path of the ages and open the great age of many Emperors—he is truly an incredibly arrogant person.

But in this arrogance, there is a grand atmosphere that transcends predecessors, something never seen throughout history!

"Creating the immortal path, this guy Lin Xian..."

The Golden Heavenly Maiden's crystalline skin trembled, her golden hair dancing like divine fire burning. She couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart. Although she knew it was very unreliable, and although she knew Lin Xian might be bluffing and painting a grand picture, she still couldn't help but ask: "Is this the grand blueprint of the Heavenly Court?"

"Is this your understanding of the Golden Great Age?!"

Casting aside the heavy halos on her body, this Ancient Imperial Daughter is actually a young person, and the blood of young people is often boiling with passion.

"This life is extraordinary. The Heavenly Venerables, Ancient Emperors, and Great Emperors of the past, present, and future have all left their backup plans in this life, which will be brilliant to the extreme." Lin Xian asked rhetorically: "If there were no rise of heroes, how could we be worthy of the hard work of the Enlightened Ones of the past!"

"Can we not surpass our predecessors? Can we not surpass the Mythical Era? Each generation being worse than the last is the shame of our generation of cultivators and the regression of immortal civilization."

"Could it be that you, the Golden Heavenly Maiden, do not have the determination to surpass the Golden Ancient Emperor?!"

One question after another was beating against the Golden Heavenly Maiden's Dao heart.

The Golden Heavenly Maiden's eyes were brilliant, her face flushed. Surpassing her father, that man as majestic as a mountain, was truly a vigorous ambition, a powerful goal that needed to be constantly conquered.

Did she have this confidence? Did she have this determination?

After Lin Xian's speech, the Golden Great Saint not only did not stop him, but his eyes shone brightly, waiting with immense anticipation for the Golden Heavenly Maiden's choice.

The Golden Ancient Emperor left his offspring to this life definitely not to let the Golden Heavenly Maiden be mediocre, just a plain Quasi-Emperor of the Ninth Heaven.

Could a contemporary prodigy deny that they have Imperial potential? At the very least, the Golden Heavenly Maiden would not.

The Golden Princess was undefeated in her life, looking down upon the ancient times, despising the world, and was known as the Imperial Heavenly Maiden!

She had awakened more than a decade ago but had not yet emerged. The Golden Ancient Emperor had turned the path of enlightenment he had walked into a Ten-Absolute Imperial Array and left it for her; she had only just walked out in recent years.

This alone was enough to prove that her cultivation was not inferior to the Golden Emperors of the same age!

"In this life, I will attain the Dao, I will become an Emperor, I will become a Sovereign!"

"My father cannot block my path; he is the mountain that must be climbed over."

A golden divine light shot from the Golden Heavenly Maiden's eyes, like a divine sun in the sky, brilliant and sacred, as if she were a deity. She said firmly: "I came to this life to inherit my father's will, to become an Emperor, and to become an immortal!"

Inheriting from one's predecessors and surpassing them is the greatest respect for them.

"The prodigies and outstanding talents of the past, present, and future, the Imperial Sons and Imperial Princes, are all gathered in this life. How brilliant and glorious! If many Emperors do not stand together, how can we be worthy of them? If many Emperors do not stand together, how can it be called a Golden Great Age, the most powerful age in history!"

"Only when many Emperors stand together and feather and ascend to immortality, and the Dao fruits of the past, present, and future bloom in this life, can it be considered truly complete."

"In this life, the Heavenly Heart Mark may only be one, but there is more than one Great Emperor."

Lin Xian said firmly, pointing to the sky, and shouted: "The Holy Imperial Prince, the Divine Silkworm Daoist—which of them is weaker than a young Ancient Emperor? In any previous life, they would have been prodigies who were sure to attain the Dao. Now, born with the will of the various Emperors, they burst forth with the most brilliant light in the Golden Great Age."

"In this life, various Imperial Sons have broken out of the divine source, stunningly talented, each with their own methods, equivalent to thirty Emperors of the vast blue sky competing on the same stage, wanting to decide the strongest!"

"Only those who can suppress all Emperors can be called Heavenly Emperors and can rule the Heavenly Court!"

"And you... Golden Heavenly Maiden, are one of the future Emperors, possessing such potential."

This painting of a grand picture made not only the Golden Heavenly Maiden's beautiful eyes ripple, but even an old fox like the Golden Great Saint yearned for it. A Heavenly Emperor joining hands with many Emperors to open the immortal path, the accumulation of the ages erupting in this life, all regrets being made up for—what kind of future would that be?

Putting aside identity, any cultivator, any seeker of the Dao, longs to witness this scene, to witness a prosperous age, to welcome the arrival of a Golden Mythical Era, surpassing the most glorious Mythical Era.

"The Future Emperors List, the true Investiture of the Gods—you are already on the list."

Lin Xian inscribed the figure of the Golden Heavenly Maiden in the fragment of the Virtual God Realm he had just opened. Since he didn't have an invitation, and it was hard to forge one on the spot, he threw out a piece of Enlightenment Tea Leaf and said calmly: "This is the invitation. The Heavenly Court awaits the arrival of the Golden Empress to open the immortal path with us."

"This universe belongs to the Supremes, but it also belongs to us; in the final analysis, it belongs to the young."

The Golden Heavenly Maiden held the Enlightenment Tea Leaf, standing in the void. Her figure was agile, and her white, straight, long legs outlined a near-perfect golden ratio, like a goddess.

She smelled the familiar fragrance on it, was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, threw the Ancient Imperial Token in her hand over, and said arrogantly: "Why do I need you to teach me the Dao? When this Princess improves the Golden Divine Treasury and attains the Dao as a Saint, I will go to the Heavenly Court to ask for advice."

"At that time, I will not only defeat your Dao body, but I will also suppress your true body!"

The Golden Princess was extremely confident, not just because of her divine art and bloodline, but because of an invincible Dao heart.

Did Lin Xian win? Yes, he won!

That was realm suppression, taking advantage of his cultivation level; even a Dao body cannot be treated normally.

When the Golden Heavenly Maiden becomes a Saint, she will naturally be able to win it back.

As for failing again after becoming a Saint, there are other reasons—the cultivation technique is not as good as others, the weapon is not as good as others, the divine forbidden is not as good as others. In short, as long as one can convince oneself, one can keep winning.

This is caused by the atmosphere of the universe and is also the "winning studies" of the people of Shrouding the Heavens. It has the same effect as Lin Xian's "following the path to cut the mortal." As long as I believe I haven't lost, then I am undefeated, and my Dao heart is flawless.

With equal aptitude, the victory or defeat of the Dao heart almost determines everything.

The most classic case is the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor, who lost, lost, and lost, but won at the last hurdle, seizing a glimmer of life and turning the tables in one fell swoop.

"The Dao heart of the Ancient Imperial Daughter is truly mysterious and strong."

Lin Xian couldn't help but exclaim. He didn't expect the Golden Heavenly Maiden's mindset to transform so smoothly. He had thought that with the pride of an Imperial Daughter, it would take at least several days to walk out of it.

"I discussed the Dao with Wang Teng. His phrase 'a little wind and frost' made this Princess feel deeply."

The Golden Heavenly Maiden raised her fair neck like a swan and said arrogantly: "The inheritance of the Human Emperor also has its merits. 'The sea accepts all rivers, and it is great because of its tolerance.' It's not just your Heavenly Court that is doing this."

The Northern Emperor Wang Teng came from the Northern Plains and was on good terms with the Golden Family, and the Golden Family was one of the branches of the Golden Imperial Clan. The two sides had had exchanges.

As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend. Those who resisted the Heavenly Court naturally formed an alliance.

"Wang Teng is just bones in a grave; the Heavenly Court has three Imperial Sons going to intercept him."

Lin Xian said calmly: "Heavenly Maiden, you will hear the news of his fall in a few days."

"Wang Teng might die, but it's unlikely that Wang Teng is dead."

The Golden Heavenly Maiden smiled slightly and revealed a piece of news: "His Demon Fetus is about to be completed."

"Demon Fetus completed? Has he reached this step?"

Lin Xian raised an eyebrow, not too surprised. Wang Teng had been defeated again and again, his family destroyed, his relatives and friends killed miserably—he had almost walked the same path as the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor.

For such an outcome, there are only two possibilities: one is complete madness, and the other is the completion of the Demon Fetus.

"The Demon Fetus he has formed is very unusual."

The Golden Great Saint was cunning and realized that the future landscape was not right. He quickly cut ties with Wang Teng, sold out his teammate smoothly, and revealed the news: "There is a different kind of spirit."

"Originally, relying on himself, he couldn't have formed the Demon Fetus, but I saw him again not long ago, and Wang Teng achieved it in one step, condensing an Immortal Seed. It's very abnormal."

"A different spirit? What kind of changes has Wang Teng undergone?"

Lin Xian narrowed his eyes and followed the clues given by the Golden Great Saint, heading north, meeting up with the three Imperial Sons who had already cut the Dao on the way.

"Holy Master, Wang Teng should have died under my heavenly tribulation, but the Chaotic Ancient secret technique was too heaven-defying, allowing him to escape by luck. We chased him all the way and finally lost the trail in the Northern Plains."

Ye Fan frowned. As a Source Master, he could guide the earth's dragon veins based on Feng Shui and explore the clues of all things, thereby seeking the opportunity to find Wang Teng.

However, in this place, Wang Teng's opportunity suddenly cut off, as unbelievable as the Black Emperor's Heaven-Deceiving Array.

"So that's it, I already know."

Lin Xian smiled calmly, led the way, and led the three of them to turn into divine rainbows, rushing toward a divine lake with rolling spiritual energy. In the depths of the Chaotic Ancient Gobi, five-colored clouds steamed, brilliant and crystalline.

That is the Daoist field of the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor, naturally shielding all calculations; only one of his own can find it.

"Lin Xian, you actually brought outsiders to break into this place!"

In the deepest part of the divine lake, a black Demon Fetus floated and scolded furiously: "Are you not afraid of the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor's blame? White Crane Holy Master, you just watch all this happen, fighting among ourselves."

A sigh sounded in the void; the White Crane Great Saint did not appear after all.

Only by being defeated all the way but still living can one be worthy of being a Chaotic Ancient successor.

"Why talk nonsense with him!" The Holy Imperial Prince was the first to lose patience and acted impatiently. Immediately after, the Divine Silkworm Daoist also came to kill. The Profound Yellow Mother Qi Tripod floated, and this was Ye Fan's first all-out battle after cutting the Dao.

Three Imperial Sons who had cut the Dao were enough to take Wang Teng's life, not to mention this Saint watching like a tiger. This was a dead end through and through.

"I am not reconciled! Heaven gave birth to me, Wang Teng, and destined me to become an Emperor. Why let me face such variables!"

"Who exactly rewrote my Imperial destiny!"

Wang Teng roared in unwillingness, demonic flames soaring to the sky. Black light flowed on his forehead, and in the deepest part, there was a trace of holy, pure white.

Planting the demon in the Dao heart, the Demon Fetus is completed. He wants to fight for his life and complete the final transformation.

His great fortune also burned wildly at this moment, as if reaching an end, wanting to squander it all. Many visions appeared one after another—True Dragon, Immortal Phoenix, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, etc., surrounding the Demon Fetus in the center.

"What destined to become an Emperor!"

Ye Fan had an invincible momentum. Facing Wang Teng, every strike was magnificent, shattering dragons, phoenixes, and Qilins. He shouted: "A true Great Emperor is killed out, fought out. Just smash the Heavenly Mandate with a punch."

"Kill, kill, kill!!!"

Wang Teng was completely crazy and roared: "If I can't become an Emperor, don't even think about it, you guys. Hahaha, all of you accompany me to the grave."

The light of the Demon Fetus turned, and he rushed into the Immortal Lake regardless of everything. He wanted to go to the Chaotic Ancient Imperial Palace.

"What is he doing?" Lin Xian was slightly stunned. The Chaotic Ancient Imperial Palace had been opened several times. Unless the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor was resurrected, even a Quasi-Emperor could not open this palace.

"Stop him."

Suddenly a voice sounded. The White Crane Great Saint appeared, standing on the side of the divine lake, his expression extremely serious.

"It's too late!"

Wang Teng laughed and arrived in front of the Imperial Palace. Layers of Imperial Dao patterns appeared, which even a Great Saint could not break for a moment. In this extremely short instant, his eyes showed murderous intent, like a madman. He sacrificed all his essence, Qi, and spirit and shouted: "Resurrect... Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor~!"

Planting the demon in the Dao heart, the Demon Fetus is completed. It can be practiced positively or operated negatively to fulfill others.

However, after Wang Teng shouted that slogan, several Imperial Sons were relieved and laughed one after another.

Wang Teng still suffered from a lack of culture. Resurrecting a Great Emperor—what a joke. If it were that easy, there wouldn't be so many Supremes in the forbidden zones.

However, the White Crane Great Saint's expression remained serious, watching this scene very earnestly.

Lin Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked: "I have been to the Chaotic Ancient Imperial Palace; there are only Imperial weapons inside, no Imperial corpse."

"You only went to the first Imperial Palace."

The White Crane Great Saint sighed and muttered: "The Imperial tomb is divided into two layers, one Yin and one Yang. Below the Imperial Palace is the true Yin tomb."

Damn it, why do you Great Emperors all like to do this? Is building a Yin tomb fun?

In an instant, Lin Xian's face turned green, fearing that the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor would fake his death. If an Imperial corpse were to become spiritual, that would be a huge problem.

But fortunately, the divine lake was calm, and there was no Great Change, as if Wang Teng's final effort was just wishful thinking and a waste of effort. Seeing this, the three Imperial Sons breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Xian was still a little uneasy and suggested: "Why not open the Imperial Palace and ask the Imperial weapon?"

"The Imperial Palace is closed, and no one can open it within a thousand years unless the Great Emperor comes in person." The White Crane Great Saint shook his head. With the Imperial Array guarding it, even a Quasi-Emperor couldn't open it, let alone him.

"Without a Great Emperor, can a Supreme do it?" Lin Xian smiled slightly, chanting the name of Amitabha. Boundless power of faith boiled, outlining a middle-aged monk in gray clothes in the void.

"Amitabha Great Emperor!"

The White Crane Great Saint looked at the face that was almost identical to the temple statue and gasped, almost scared to death.

You Great Emperors, why do you all like to play with being dead but not stiff?

"Good, good, this old monk is Amitabha."

Amitabha put his hands together and smiled calmly. Mortals will die, and Great Emperors will die, but if they die easily, wouldn't this Great Emperor have attained the Dao in vain? He must create some excitement for the descendants.

Amitabha pointed out, turning into ripples in the dust. The Imperial Palace opened instantly, and the Chaotic Ancient Imperial Axe inside roared, flew out automatically, and evolved into two forms. The deity had awakened.

Everyone saw Wang Teng's corpse near the Imperial weapon; it was indeed cold.

"But... what about the Demon Fetus?"

Lin Xian was instantly petrified, unable to recover for a long time. The words he had just used to fool the Golden Heavenly Maiden were very likely to become reality, a prophecy fulfilled.

In the future, it is highly likely that there will be a chaotic battle of many Emperors, with invincible Imperial stars shining brilliantly.