Chapter 424: 【I Swear by the Huang Tiandi Huang】

Becoming an Immortal and achieving eternal life are the primary needs 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 the old, cunning schemers are each more adept at hiding than the last.

The Supremes of the forbidden zones plot to obtain the flesh and blood of the contemporary Great Emperors, wishing 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 to forge his own path to immortality. In the deepest reaches, Emperor Zun wishes to refine the two worlds, absorbing the Dao fruits of all Red Dust Immortals to forge his own Immortal King position.

Every level has different goals. Once one reaches the Huang Tiandi realm, the effect of bathing in the blood of various Sovereigns is minimal. Only by hunting similar beings and taking the heart-blood and marks of a Huang Tiandi can one further transform and ascend to immortality.

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

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

The Huang Tiandi narrowed his eyes, analyzing the situation and discerning the truth 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 further hunting the Undying Emperor to advance the Red Dust Immortal path, or it could be that the marks of the Undying Emperor and the Huang Tiandi fulfill one of the Heavenly Court's Heavenly Emperors.

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

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

Accompanied by the Huang Tiandi's silence, the atmosphere on the scene instantly became somewhat subtle. The Huang Tiandi's son immediately pulled the God Silkworm Princess and quickly retreated behind the Huang Tiandi.

In an instant, the lines were clearly drawn; the Heavenly Court alliance, which had just been harmonious, 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 for air. They did not run to Amitabha's side to seek protection, but instead, bearing the Emperor's weapon, they guarded 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 Huang Tiandi's own younger sibling, which might serve as a check and balance.

"Big brothers, what are you doing?"

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

"Have you lived out a second life?"

The Huang Tiandi gazed at the little God Silkworm for a long time, and also observed Little Nan Nan for a while. The scales in his heart were slowly tilting, but it was not enough—it was still not enough.

A 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 deciding life and death.

"Hahaha..."

Just as the tension was at its peak, Lin Xian laughed heartily, his gaze sincere, as if he knew nothing of the infighting. He walked toward the little God Silkworm, patted the little one's head, and said leisurely: "This junior almost forgot. His Majesty the Huang Tiandi has been in slumber for a million years and hasn't seen his relatives for a long time. We should let you all reminisce."

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

Saying this, he pushed the little God Silkworm and the Holy Emperor's son over to chat and laugh with the Huang Tiandi, seemingly putting life and death aside. This scene shocked more people than can be counted.

Ye Fan had an even stranger expression. Is this still the Saint Master Lin he knows? Where did that greedy, cowardly, despicable, and shameless Lin Xian go?

The Huang Tiandi's immortal robes swirled with immortal light, not only welcoming the royal family members over but also pulling Lin Xian over.

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

"The world coexists, and all races are one family; this has always been the tenet of our Heavenly Court." Lin Xian revealed a brilliant smile and said openly and honestly: "Now that we invite His Majesty the Huang Tiandi to walk the Immortal Road together, we should naturally treat him with 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 everyone gather under the Bodhi tree."

"Good." The Huang Tiandi stood with his hands behind his back. As a supreme powerhouse, he naturally had his supreme demeanor. Since the Heavenly Court did not strike at him first and endanger those by his side, he had no reason to slaughter some juniors and ruin the bearing of an Ancient Emperor.

The atmosphere at the scene eased slightly. Everyone left the Great Lei Yinsi and came under a newly grown Bodhi tree. This immortal tree had been irrigated by the water of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool and was now lush and canopy-like, growing six zhang tall, shedding large patches of rosy light and swirling with auspicious colors, looking sacred and peaceful.

A light breeze blew, and the leaves of the tree rustled, sounding like the booming of great bells and drums. Everyone sat under the tree tasting Dao-Enlightenment tea. The Undying Emperor had once cut down the Dao-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.

The Dao rhymes of the two immortal medicines overlapped, which should have been a top-tier blessed land for sudden enlightenment, but no one at the scene had any intention of enlightening; instead, they sat upright, waiting for a result.

The Huang Tiandi 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 time. This situation should have been handled by a Supreme, such as Amitabha coming to negotiate.

However, the World-Honored One of Buddhism sat under the Bodhi tree with a smile on his face, as if he had everything under control and had extreme confidence in Lin Xian.

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

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

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

This was a genuine, complete Huang Tiandi. Even if he had just awakened from slumber, he was still someone close to an Immortal, not much weaker than the Ruthless One in her weakened period.

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

Since that was the case, rather than hiding, 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 Huang Tiandi praised, then sighed 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 major holy lands of the Eastern Wasteland, but he could not use the Huang Tiandi's son or the God Silkworm royal family to convince the Huang Tiandi, because the two were simply not on the same magnitude.

The Huang Tiandi himself was a great banner; he himself was a camp that could not be ignored.

Unless the Heavenly Emperors themselves arrived and concluded the deepest level of alliance with the Huang Tiandi, there would be a glimmer of possibility for opening their hearts and truly cooperating.

Lin Xian said calmly: "If His Majesty the Huang Tiandi is willing to cooperate with the Heavenly Court and conclude an alliance, I can swear by the Huang Tiandi Huang. My word is as heavy as Mount Taishan."

As soon as these words were spoken, the great universe rumbled, and countless wild thunderbolts and purple lightning appeared, causing the Huang Tiandi to look up suddenly, gazing into the depths of the cosmic starry sky. His eyes were incomparably deep, as if there were endless galaxies being born and dying, seemingly trying to peer into the ultimate mystery of the ages.

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

"The Huang Tiandi Huang... really exists."

The Huang Tiandi was also puzzled. There were no such records in the Ancient era; only the Nine Great Heavenly Venerables had once said that it was the vanished Chaotic Ancient era, a period of reincarnation that had been forgotten, a brilliant time annihilated in the long river of time.

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

Lin Xian smiled slightly: "With the true name of Shi Hao, and the Desolate Tower as witness, forever engraved in time and space."

Before the words fell, as if leaking heavenly secrets, countless terrifying divine thunders appeared, like the destruction of the world, causing the seven great life forbidden zones of the Eastern Wasteland to tremble, almost thinking that 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 finally chose silence.

Only the Carefree Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun within the Reincarnation Sea suddenly opened his eyes, as if seeing through the long river of time. He was the creator of the 'Xing' Secret, touching the Immortal level in the realm of time. In that instant, he seemed to have glimpsed an extremely magnificent identity.

"Huang Tiandi Huang, it is him. Did he really become an Immortal?!"

As one of the Nine Great Heavenly Venerables of mythology, the Carefree Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun understood the Chaotic Ancient history better than the Huang Tiandi, knowing 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 Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun was incomparably excited, thinking he had glimpsed a thread of heavenly secrets, and his inner choice changed quietly.

If the Huang Tiandi 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 Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes became obscure. He separated a divine thought body and stepped toward the direction of the Immortal Tomb, saying: "Fellow Daoist Changsheng, an old friend has come to visit."

"An old friend..."

The Changsheng Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, who had been sleeping for ages, slowly opened his eyes and sighed: "I thought I was the creature who had lived the longest in the forbidden zones. I did not expect that there would still be a fellow Daoist from the Mythological era who survived. The aura is extraordinary, and the Dao rhyme is heaven-defying. It is not the usual Dao Venerable law. Which of the Nine Heavenly Venerables are you?"

"Hehe... Changsheng Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, the ancient existence second only to the Tribulation Crossing one. Who was it that fought Emperor Zun with you back then?"

"It is you!"

In Mount Sumeru, under the Bodhi tree.

"Shi..."

The Huang Tiandi 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 were to utter those two words himself, great terror would befall him, as if the great universe did not exist and this piece of ancient history had vanished.

The stronger the person, the more they could sense the terror of this name. The Supremes in the forbidden zones only perceived that the Huang Tiandi Huang was related to the Immortal Road.

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

"The Huang Tiandi is mistaken; I am a young man." Lin Xian honestly revealed his Primordial Spirit aura and said seriously: "I am a person of this age."

"Just an ordinary, plain Saint."

The Huang Tiandi glanced at his younger sibling who had successfully undergone Nirvana and smiled immediately. Really? I don't believe it.

The Underworld Emperor is reincarnating, the God Silkworm is reborn, both are losing their memories, and there is an Emperor Zun reincarnation mixed in among this group of perverts. Who would believe you if you say you are a normal person?

Which normal Ancestral King becomes a Saint 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's go and see."

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

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

For example, the great supernatural power user of the Bitter Sea back then 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 and Sea and Palace realms broke into the Emperor's tomb."

The Huang Tiandi was stunned, almost thinking he had misheard, and asked curiously: "Have the cultivators of later generations improved their Dao methods and carried forward the Single Secret Realm?"

Cultivating a single secret realm can make one a Saint; cultivating two secret realms can rival a Saint King.

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

The scene was suddenly quiet. The great powers of the Eastern Wasteland that year were invincible and could fight for a lifetime of immortality; the Emperor's tomb that year could be broken into; the Emperor's weapon that year could be robbed.

Lin Xian coughed lightly and forcefully salvaged the situation: "His Majesty the Green Emperor laid out plans for the ages. The Yang tomb is the front courtyard, used to offer sacrifices to the Emperor's weapons. It is a place left for later generations to worship, sacred and peaceful, so no killing array was left behind."

"The demon race of all generations has been solemn and pilgrimage-like, 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 great plans of the Emperors for the ages."

"So that's it. The Green Emperor has a merciful heart." The Huang Tiandi suddenly realized, not thinking deeply. If it were a place of pilgrimage for later generations, naturally no killing array would be set up.

Lin Xian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had finally bluffed his way through. If the Huang Tiandi kept asking, he was afraid the Green Emperor would have 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 Qilin in the fields... Is Fellow Daoist Wan Qing here?"

The Huang Tiandi said indifferently and stepped in calmly. Waves rolled, and countless Yin energy swept over, but it could not hurt the Huang Tiandi in the slightest.

Until the Huang Tiandi's figure dissipated, no one knew how much time had passed. Inside the Yin tomb, it was as if a corpse had been resurrected; a burst of violent coughing sounded, and the eternal blue sky trembled because of it.

"The Green Emperor has awakened?!"

Everyone at the scene showed shock.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 425 =====