Chapter 463

"I have never seen such a shameless person!"

The face of the Imperial Son Dao Yi was as black as charcoal. Whose defensive weapon is more powerful than their offensive weapon?

He looked back at the Gray-Haired Great Sage to ask about the situation. It was not Dao Yi who had led the battlefield with the Imperial Weapon just now, but the Gray-Haired Great Sage.

The Gray-Haired Great Sage was rendered speechless. After a long silence, he nodded helplessly.

It was the Eternal Ancient Star side that had initiated the attack. During the standoff, the strong were full of confidence, while the weak were the first to lose their composure.

Because in normal battles, the strong usually defeat the weak; only by striking first and winning through surprise does one have a glimmer of hope for a comeback.

But what exceeded everyone's expectations was that the Heavenly Court was too strong.

The Eternal Ancient Star crashed into it, immediately ending up battered, bruised, and utterly humiliated.

"Since the Tribulation-Crossing Heavenly Venerable, the forbidden zones have been rampant, the universe has been in turmoil, the myriad races have been in danger like eggs piled high, and the common people have been in dire straits."

"The Ancient Heavenly Court's Emperor, having swept away the six directions and rolled up the eight wildernesses, won the hearts of all races, suppressed Mount Mount Kunlun, and deterred the forbidden zones; he was truly the one destined by Heaven."

"Now we have the Heavenly Court's Ye Heavenly Emperor, divine in literature and holy in martial arts, inheriting the great lineage, responding to Heaven and uniting with humanity, recreating the universe, and presiding over the myriad domains from the Big Dipper—is this not the will of Heaven and the desire of the people?"

Lin Xian spoke incessantly. As the future Buddha, he used all his strength to hoodwink the people of Eternal, practicing his supernatural ability of 'lotus flowers blooming from the tongue' to the extreme. Dao flowers bloomed in the void, golden lotuses surged beneath his feet, and a wheel of divine light hung behind his head. Like the Grand One Heavenly Venerable, bathed in holy aura, he said with sonorous force: "Fellow Daoist Dao Yi is the biological child of an ancient Great Emperor, with a boundless future and a bright path ahead. Why must you forcefully defy the laws of Heaven and act against human sentiment?"

"Why not join our Heavenly Court and create the grand feat of many Emperors standing together, the miracle of an entire sect ascending?"

Just as Lin Xian was in full swing, Chuan Ying suddenly asked out of the blue: "Heavenly Court, what Heavenly Court are you?"

The sky has no two suns, and the universe has no two masters. In the mind of the First Divine General, there is only one Heavenly Court and only one Heavenly Emperor!

"The Heavenly Court, we are naturally the orthodox Ancient Heavenly Court."

Lin Xian smiled brilliantly: "We are the rebirth of the orthodox Ancient Heavenly Court, the Big Dipper Heavenly Court!"

The White-Haired Sword God had a strange expression. You are the orthodox Ancient Heavenly Court, then who are we?

The Old God seemed to have thought of something and asked: "Are you descendants of the Feathered Divine Dynasty?"

More than three hundred thousand years ago, there was a split in ideology within the Divine Organization. Some people advocated maintaining the status quo and waiting for an opportunity to settle accounts with the ancient Supremes and destroy the forbidden zones at a certain node. But some could not wait and wanted to recreate a Great Emperor to restore the glory of the Ancient Heavenly Court.

Thus, the descendants of the old Heavenly Court, a peerless Quasi-Emperor, traveled far into the starry sky and established the Feathered Divine Dynasty on the Feathered Star. Tens of thousands of years later, the Feathered Great Emperor was born. Relying on the power of a Great Emperor, the Feathered Divine Dynasty began the plan to repair the Immortal-Ascension Cauldron.

In terms of origin, the Feathered Divine Dynasty and the Divine Organization are one family.

"The Feathered Divine Dynasty, heh, they don't have much to do with our Big Dipper Heavenly Court."

Lin Xian shook his head and said calmly: "The Heavenly Emperor rose in the Big Dipper, but actually came from Earth. This name might be unfamiliar to you, but you should be very familiar with its ancient name—the Primordial Wilderness!"

The Primordial Wilderness Ancient Star!!!

The last of the nine Heavenly Venerables of the Mythological Era—the Hongjun Heavenly Venerable—came from this ancient star. Legend has it that this mother star once nurtured another Heavenly Emperor named Huang.

Therefore, after the Hongjun Heavenly Venerable lived out his second life and established the Heavenly Court, becoming the Ancient Heavenly Court's Emperor, his mother star was called: the Primordial Wilderness.

The Emperor was born in the Primordial Wilderness, rose in Ziwei, and established the Heavenly Court headquarters behind the Nine-Fold Imperial Pass; all three places bear his traces.

A look of realization appeared in the eyes of the First Divine General Chuan Ying, and he said thoughtfully: "You obtained the inheritance from Emperor's mother star, it is Mount Kunlun..."

"Senior Chuan Ying guessed wrong again." Lin Xian chuckled, then became solemn. With a serious expression, he bowed toward the mothership and said: "The Heavenly River Water Force is on an expedition under the orders of the Heavenly Court's Emperor."

The Emperor?

Where did this Emperor come from!

The expressions of the three members of the Divine Organization changed wildly. Looking at the mothership in the Heavenly River Water Force, they saw ten thousand paths of golden light rolling in red neon, and a thousand strands of auspicious energy spraying purple mist. A Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, who looked similar in appearance to the Emperor, flew out.

Although his realm was low, merely a Dao-Severing stage cultivator, like someone on the side of the road—not to mention the Heavenly Court and the Divine Organization, he couldn't even beat the weakest Eternal Ancient Star—yet with the Great Dao of the void laid out, surrounded by all the Emperors, guarded by ten Imperial Weapons, holding a lotus and hanging a mirror, no one could ignore his existence.

"Welcome, Heavenly Emperor!"

Lin Xian smiled slightly and bowed toward the void.

As soon as these words were spoken, as if receiving a secret signal, one Heavenly Soldier and General after another emerged from the ships and warships, as if they had rehearsed it beforehand.

One hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers wore golden armor, looking like gods, solemn and holy. At this moment, they knelt on one knee and shouted in unison: "The million-year period has arrived, welcome the return of the Emperor!"

Ye Fan shuddered violently, feeling completely uncomfortable. He was so embarrassed he wanted to claw out a Lingxiao Treasure Hall, feeling that Master Lin was playing him like a fool.

I am a King who has severed the Dao, not the King of the myriad races. Is it appropriate to act cool in front of so many Supremes?

"It couldn't be more appropriate."

Lin Xian smiled knowingly, invited the Emperor to appear, and said loudly: "Emperor, all the Emperors are waiting. Please step forward and say a few words."

One gaze of a Supreme after another fell, like Mount Taishan pressing down. At this moment, it seemed as if all the star domains were revolving around Ye the Emperor, and he became the center of the great universe.

Say a few words? Say a hammer!

I am just a Dao-Severing stage cultivator; I can't even travel through the universe.

Ye Fan roared in his heart, but he still bit the bullet and tentatively took a few steps, and then endless divine light emerged.

Every step he took scattered divine radiance, paving a golden divine bridge. The myriad Daos roared in response; true dragons soared, immortal phoenixes circled, black tortoises paved the way, and white tigers roared—ninety-nine of each surrounded him.

Surrounded by the Four Symbols and the myriad spirits, the power of faith fell like a waterfall, turning into a nine-colored canopy. It was truly the arrival of a Heavenly Emperor. Ye Fan's black hair was disheveled, his blood energy soared to the heavens, and his whole body was crystal clear and brilliant as he stood on the Big Dipper Imperial Chariot, patrolling the heavens.

The Heavenly Emperor patrols the heavens, all gods kneel!~

Such a vision was naturally not Ye Fan's own Dao fruit, but the result of the various Supremes working together to trigger the Mark of the Heavenly Heart, drawing in the blessing of faith to deliberately create special effects.

Lin Xian, enjoying the spectacle, coughed twice, took out one-third of the green cauldron and stuffed it into Ye Fan's hands, forcibly crowning him with the yellow robe. Then he turned to look at the members of the Divine Organization and said sternly: "Since you have seen the Heavenly Emperor, why do you not bow!"

Rumble, the Divine Child inside the green cauldron exerted force, affecting the one-third of the broken green cauldron in the Old God's hand, enticing it to return.

The Immortal Dao laws were brilliant, and a mysterious aura surged. The green radiance broke through the nine heavens. That profound and mysterious aura was something even the Old God, a Quasi-Emperor of the ninth heaven, could not stop.

Only Chuan Ying stepped forward, forcibly suppressing the Immortal-Ascension Cauldron to make it whole. With a strange look in his eyes, he looked at Ye Fan, and with three parts expectation, three parts suspicion, three parts nervousness, and a trace of respect, he asked: "You, you... are the reincarnation of the Emperor?"

Lin Xian, on the side, acted as the atmosphere setter, discussing the Dao with Shakyamuni, and said leisurely: "Time is long; in this world, there will eventually be two identical flowers. Is it true or false?"

Shakyamuni smiled as he held a flower: "If you believe, it exists; if you do not believe, it does not."

Everyone present, including the Supremes, felt their hearts skip a beat. No matter how much you don't believe in reincarnation or rebirth, at this moment, you have to be suspicious.

Because this was an authoritative certification from Buddhism, a discussion between two Buddhas.

No one understood reincarnation better than the Amitabha Great Emperor!

"I am not the Emperor; I am just myself."

Ye Fan said with an expressionless face. He didn't know how many times he had said this sentence.

He only respected this life, firmly believing that being invincible in this life is the foundation of everything.

But every time he said he was not the Emperor, no one believed him. What is wrong with this great universe? Can you please not be so unreasonable?

"The Emperor also said the same thing." The Old God sighed. The Divine Organization had historians who recorded every word and deed of the Emperor back then.

"Back then, the Emperor was also born on the Primordial Wilderness Ancient Star, and later established the Ziwei Heavenly Court."

The White-Haired Sword God muttered, falling into deep confusion.

The First Divine General Chuan Ying had a very complex expression. There was a person who looked like the Emperor, had a personality like the Emperor, and even had the Emperor's magic weapon.

So, is this person the Emperor or not!

"Are you the reincarnation of the Emperor?"

The First Divine General Chuan Ying asked personally, pointing at the incomplete green cauldron: "If you admit it, I will let the green cauldron return to its place."

Ye Fan's Dao heart was like iron, but he couldn't withstand Lin Xian's day-and-night brainwashing, and he had a trace of doubt.

After all, regarding things like reincarnation, if you believe, it exists; if you don't, it doesn't.

But fortunately, after a brief silence, Ye Fan's eyes were like torches, and he said with great firmness: "Anyone's reincarnation has nothing to do with me. I, Ye Fan, only do myself, and I am the only one who reigns supreme in this life!"

Even if he were the reincarnation of the Emperor, so what? The past is the past, and the present is the present.

Matter is indestructible; it is only shattered. When it gathers again one day, it is a brand-new person.

Ye Fan believes in the great reincarnation of Heaven and Earth, not the small reincarnation.

General Chuan Ying trembled and took a few steps back. With a complex look in his eyes, he muttered: "If it were the Emperor, hearing these words of yours, he would definitely treat you as a soulmate."

He's crippled, he's crippled!

Lin Xian nodded, satisfied, and left. This was the effect he wanted.

The First Divine General seemed to have given up on the verification, but if he had completely given up, why would he mention Ye Fan and the Emperor in the same breath?

It is ambiguous; no one can explain reincarnation clearly, and no one can judge rebirth.

Whether Ye Fan is the Emperor or not is not important.

What is important is that others recognize him as the Emperor.

The Heavenly Court can bring the hope of longevity to the Emperors, so Ye Fan is the Emperor, and he must be the Emperor.

It doesn't matter who is the master of the Heavenly Court; the Supremes only want to ascend to immortality.

As for General Chuan Ying, or the Divine Organization, the Emperor they look forward to, the Emperor they crave, and the Emperor they are waiting for, is one who can lead them back to the peak, recreate glory, take revenge, and rule over the great universe.

As for the real Emperor, who cares?

"What is worshipped is not the Emperor, but human desire."

"The Emperor that is shaped is nothing more than a projection from the depths of the ocean of the hearts of all living beings."

"Living beings just hope to create gods and then destroy them. The Great Emperors of the first generation were like this, and the Supremes of the second generation are also like this."

"This life has the most terrifying darkness destroying the world, so naturally, the most powerful Heavenly Emperor must return!"

Lin Xian smiled slightly and chanted a Buddha's name. Playing with faith, stirring up desire, and shaping idols—this is exactly what Buddhism is best at.

"In order to save the great universe and quell the dark turmoil, debut as the Emperor, Ye Fan."

"The grass withers and grows again, flowers wither and flourish; spring goes and autumn comes, which is naturally also a reincarnation."

Ye Fan also had his own insights on reincarnation, and he shook his head: "Year after year the flowers are similar, year after year the people are different."

If one does not reverse time, recreate that era, and rebirth that universe, what appears in later generations is at most a replica, because the original emotion is gone.

Even if memories and emotions are instilled, it is just cloning, like a revolving lantern, watching a movie.

Because the experiences are different, the heart at that moment is also different.

"Even if time were reversed, allowing the Emperor to return to his own past and achieve rebirth in the true sense, would he still make the same choices as before? Definitely not!"

"This heart is different, and the choices are also different. A river has two branches."

Ye Fan looked at the Emperors and Supremes and said in a deep voice: "If even the reborn self is not oneself, then what does an 'identical flower' count for?"

All the Supremes trembled violently. This touched upon the deepest mysteries of the Dao heart: Who am I? Who is me? Buddhism calls this 'discriminatory mind' and 'differentiating mind.'

The Amitabha Great Emperor was the one who realized the discriminatory mind, achieving true equality for all living beings and becoming one with them, so that he could live in the hearts of all living beings for hundreds of thousands of years, waiting for the opportunity to be resurrected.

But no one expected that a Ye Fan at the Dao-Severing stage could be so incisive.

"Who exactly are you?!"

The First Divine General Chuan Ying's voice trembled. The hope that had just been extinguished now sparked again.

A Dao-Severing stage cultivator should not possess such wisdom.

Who instilled this philosophy in him? Could it be innate!

At this moment, a passing Master Lin smiled without saying a word. When it comes to fighting, he is just an ordinary Imperial Son, but when it comes to theory, even the Nine Heavens Immortal Kings couldn't beat his nonsense.

Even if Ye Fan is stubborn and only believes in his own fists, under the guidance of the Supreme Master, he has learned a bit of the 'mouth-cannon' supernatural ability.

This is no different from Huahua obtaining the Buddha's skull from Shakyamuni and being able to recite the Divine Treasury at the age of six.

"Who am I?"

Ye Fan's eyes were brilliant, and he had a confidence that surpassed everyone else. He said proudly: "I am me. I am Ye Fan, the master of the Heavenly Court. I don't need the Emperor; I will surpass the Emperor!"

This is a confidence that comes from the heart, which cannot be concealed and cannot be faked.

The previous Ye Fan had the pride of a genius, but he did not have this Supreme demeanor that could swallow the universe. It was not until he reversed the Dao and became a King that he finally had such a seed.

Originally, this Supreme seed would need to go through wind and rain, fighting with various Imperial Sons and competing with the Supremes on the Starry Sky Ancient Road, before it would gradually reveal itself.

But Master Lin specially arranged for Ye the Emperor to have special training with the seven ancient Emperors, pulling up the seedlings to help them grow, which accelerated this step.

If it weren't for Ye Fan's experience in the Sacred Cliff youth training, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

But there are no 'ifs' in the human world. Ye Fan held on, becoming stronger as he faced stronger opponents, shaping his current demeanor.

The seven ancient Emperors were hoodwinked by him.

After a moment of silence, Chuan Ying also quietly loosened his hand that was suppressing the green cauldron, letting it return to its place and become whole.

(End of chapter)