The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1068 Who keeps a diary if they're a decent person?!
That was the remnant of humanity's great power. The power of all beings' thoughts, commemorating the beginningless sacrifice, destroyed all traces and clues, making it impossible for people to trace back for a time.

However, it seems there is no need to pursue it anymore. Even a supreme overlord like Wushi has died in battle. How much trouble can the remaining man and dog cause?
A stray dog ​​is nothing to worry about... Well, there really is a dog inside, and it has indeed lost its "home".

"What a death!"

In both places, there were many extraordinary beings who clapped and cheered, happy to see Wushi die.

Although, they didn't kill them.

However, when they cheered, the way their eyes met carried an indescribable subtlety.

They didn't kill them... they died at the hands of outsiders...

A strange wave of emotions stirred within me, a sense of sorrow akin to the loss of a rabbit and the mourning of a fox, but I carefully concealed it in my heart, never revealing a trace of it on my face.

On the surface, the celebrations continue, vividly depicting the bonds between ancient overlords—kicking someone when they're down, dancing on their graves…

of course.

Some people laugh, and some people cry.

In the passage that runs through the world, in the eternal unknown, a large black dog staggers along, howling loudly.

"Your Majesty!"

"Woof...woof!"

The Black Emperor was overwhelmed with sorrow and wept over the pile of shattered bells.

Its master died in battle, leaving no trace of his body; he vanished into nothingness in the most sacred sacrifice!

Of course, on the bright side, although Wushi no longer has a corpse, he has also gained eternal life, and is everywhere.

He transformed into pollen particles, scattering across endless time and space, resonating with a pollen path, enduring and eternal!
When fearless heroes, filled with boundless passion and conviction, go to war and fight for the whole world, touching all the heroic spirits of the past and present, and manifesting themselves as a result, he smiles amidst the crowd!

Isn't this a kind of immortality?
"Beginning..."

Yuan Shi sighed softly to the side. This ancient emperor, who once harbored immense resentment deep in his heart, was now extremely depressed.

His life was full of ups and downs, but before he reached the end of his road to success, he was extremely brilliant and splendid, writing an undefeated legend.

Unfortunately, the situation changed completely after the Immortal Emperor.

—As long as you can get the short end of the stick, you'll never get the short end of the stick!
A series of dramatic ups and downs... He was beaten to a pulp by a strange immortal emperor, tormented by primordial matter to the point of being unable to live or die, and then brutally killed by a disciple who betrayed his master and ancestors.

He finally got back on his feet, but his life hasn't been much smoother. He fought tooth and nail in the peak matches, feeling like he was dying... If his teammates hadn't sacrificed themselves this time, he probably would have been the one to die!

"Ugh!"

He sighed deeply, bent down, and fiddled with the fragments of the Immortal Bell, trying to piece together a rough shape... even though the bell's soul had already died, perishing along with the warlord in that battle, and that parts of the bell had been permanently obliterated in the fiercest fighting...

"Snapped!"

Something fell out from the broken pieces.

"Ok?"

Yuanshi looked in the direction of the sound and poked the big black dog. "Black Emperor, come and take a look."

"Waaah... Gah?"

The big black dog, sobbing and struggling to breathe, looked up and pounced on the broken bell.

Finally, it pulled out... a book, made of the same material as the fairy bell, the two even blended together, each containing the other!
"Book?"

When Black Emperor and Primal looked at each other, the crying dogs stopped crying, and the sad people stopped being sad. They were suddenly full of energy.

"This is the Emperor's weapon, so he must have left this item behind on purpose..."

The big black dog was breathing rapidly. It raised its paw, wiped away its tears, and stared wide-eyed, its eyes seeming to hold endless malice.

It muttered to itself, "He sent us away, taking the last fragments of weapons, was he trying to make us his backup plan?"

"Open it and you'll see..." Yuan Shidao said, feeling inexplicably nervous... What was this? Would he witness an ancient overlord turn the tide in the most terrifying predicament?
If that's the case... then I have to say, ancient overlords were damn hard to kill!

Their combat strength may not be the strongest among those of the same realm, but they are definitely the most difficult to kill completely. They are all seasoned survivors who have been tempered and tested over a long period of time!
The big black dog hurriedly flipped open the book, then froze, "This...this is the Emperor's diary?"

Yuanshi was also stunned.

Who the serious person keeps a diary?
Oh, it's Wushi who raised a big black dog. Oh, then it's alright.

“No, not entirely…” Black Emperor flipped through the pages, his voice becoming urgent, “There are also some conjectures and theories about transcendence…”

"call!"

The Primal suddenly moved closer, its eyes widening almost as much as the Black Emperor's.

"Over the years, we have created one 'protagonist' after another, simulating the life trajectories of Ara and Ha. Although they are not similar flowers, they have enacted a cycle of reincarnation..."

"People are shaped by their experiences... Similar experiences can often shape similar spirits and beliefs; the only differences are talent and external environment..."

Black Emperor flipped through the pages, softly reciting, "Talent is insignificant, and the environment can be reshaped... Does this mean that we can mass-produce characters like Ara and Ye?"

"Perhaps the answer was already known... The progenitor of mass production of primordial matter possessed the most powerful physical talent and the most favorable external environment; the three bronze coffins sculpted one similar flower after another, subtly imbuing them with similar spirit and beliefs..."

"My other half was once the progenitor, and now it is in charge of the birth of the 'protagonist.' The mystery behind this lies in the resonance with a supreme being..."

"not only that……"

"I have also stepped into the old world, merged with endless time and space, and become entangled with the ancient worlds. I have experienced their birth and death, and ultimately been destroyed in the process of a being's existence and non-existence, and then evolved from non-existence to existence..."

"This is... the story after the 'protagonist'..."

Once upon a time, there was a brave warrior who defeated the evil dragon and won the heart of the princess.

For a fairy tale, this is where it ends. The protagonist's mission is complete, and it can be hastily written: "And they lived happily ever after."

However, reality is not a fairy tale, nor is it just a story. Even the main characters are not frozen in time; they continue to move forward and develop.

There was a person who, as he developed, went astray and transformed from a hero into the most ferocious and evil ultimate dragon!

The story of the dragon... is just a story!
Thus, a special observer, through the perspective of the endless past world, indirectly witnessed these scenes and imprinted them in his heart.

But clearly, the story of the dragon... is not the end.

The prequel is about a hero, the sequel is about a dragon, but... there are also side stories!

With the release of the side story, even the evil dragon can be cleansed of his evil ways and come ashore!
"...Heroes and villains, Heavenly Emperors and Evil Ancestors, the best and the worst...all these intertwine to form the essence of humanity..." "The owner of the Three-Life Coffin, though incredibly powerful, still considered himself human, thus embodying the subtleties of humanity."

"Perhaps I don't need to imitate him, idolize him, or put on a show; instead, I should start with humanity..."

"Attaining good results and accumulating evil karma is an eternal and ever-present endowment of humanity throughout endless time and space... However, what kind of good results and evil karma are universally acknowledged by humanity?"

"Hmm, I've got some ideas... Maybe the grandest funeral, the most spectacular death, and one particular path would be perfect for it..."

"From existence to non-existence, and from non-existence to existence...fading in brilliance, and reborn from oblivion, writing the swan song of heroes, moving the new life of hope, lamenting the decay of decay, and resolutely cutting off justice..."

"One day, I will write my autobiography, which is... 'My Struggle'!"

"..."

The big black dog flipped through the book to the last page; the pages were quite new, indicating they weren't from too long ago.

It stiffly raised its head and stared at the Primordial Heavenly Emperor, the two of them swallowing hard.

"The Emperor's death..." Black King's dog eyes were deep, "wasn't it all a helpless act?"

"Perhaps so..." the Primordial Heavenly Emperor murmured, "In his final moments, he fought to the death, and in the presence of all living beings, he died a martyr, offering himself as a sacrifice to humanity..."

"The endless scattering of pollen particles—isn't this a benevolent outcome recognized by humanity?"

"Pollen Road, what a great road."

The Primordial Heavenly Emperor's eyes gleamed, "This is simply the most powerful and authoritative certification in the human world."

To date, pollen particles remain quite convincing to the world.

If you can release pollen particles, you're a good person.

If nothing is revealed, no matter how many good deeds you do, people will inevitably suspect that you have done many bad things in secret.

This creates so much room for manipulation that, for some exceptionally talented individuals, there are practically every loophole to exploit.

"However, even if there were loopholes, how could Wushi have died so spectacularly?"

Yuanshi frowned. "As far as I know, none of the ten overlords are easy to deal with."

"Woof! You're not allowed to slander the Emperor!"

The Black Emperor was dissatisfied, "Among the overlords, the Great Emperor is special; he has committed the fewest sins!"

"..." Yuanshi glanced at the big black dog, his eyes seeming to speak volumes—guess whether I believe him or not?
"What kind of look is that?" Black King glared back. "It's the truth, okay!"

"Look at the Great Emperor in this lifetime. Apart from being a bit inhuman when he was in Bitter Leaf, what a good person he was all the time."

"When he stood in the realm of humanity, he suppressed the chaos of darkness and slew the supreme beings of forbidden zones... After comprehending his past and present lives, he returned to his position as the overlord and even plunged into the old world that had long since turned into ruins, determined to change that destructive outcome with his own power and bring back the endless old world!"

"Tell me, isn't this a good deed?"

The Black Emperor questioned.

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi felt that it was somewhat abstract, perhaps even nine-tenths of the time. But judging by the facts and actions rather than intentions, Wushi was indeed doing a good deed, which made him nod in agreement.

"Furthermore, when the Great Emperor was in the state of Wuzhong, he fought to the death for his mother world and stood on the front line against the strange and ominous... According to the theory of the Pollen Road, he is definitely a heroic figure!" the Black Emperor shouted.

Yuanshi's lips twitched. "Well... that seems to be true."

"Finally, there's the era when the Great Emperor reigned as the overlord. Although it's highly controversial... I still have to say, please provide evidence!" The Black Emperor's demeanor was hard to look at directly.

Yuanshi's eyes twitched wildly, utterly speechless: "What evidence could a ruler of the space-time domain possibly have?"

"If he succeeds in what he's doing, the other nine overlords will be utterly defeated, and he will become the only priest of that era."

"In order to stop him, the other nine overlords had no choice but to strike first, suppressing and killing him directly, and fixing his original trajectory... Thus, it became 'not done'... Since they 'didn't do it,' where can they find evidence?"

"It's either great success or great failure; there's no middle ground..."

"So, there's no evidence!" The big black dog grinned. "Therefore, I say that the Great Emperor has been kind to people for three lifetimes and has reaped the greatest good karma. Is there a problem with that?"

"..." I felt like I was about to split open!
"...If the Great Emperor weren't so special, how could he dare to walk alone, to be so entangled with humanity and all living beings?" the Black Emperor sighed. "This is something that other overlords rarely possess; the Great Emperor is an exception, rising above the mud unsullied..."

"...Alright, alright!" Yuanshi quickly held down the big black dog, otherwise he would have to listen to this "beginningless boasting" and shake his worldview.

"Alright, I admit that it's reasonable for the beginningless one to burn pollen particles, and he deserves the greatest good result... But what about the evil karma?"

he asked.

"Perhaps we should go find the Great Emperor's... ancestral body!" After a brief moment of thought, the Black Emperor's eyes lit up. "Good deeds go to the Great Emperor, bad deeds go to his half-body; good and evil share the same origin..."

"But speaking of which, where is the ancestral body of the Great Emperor?" The big black dog scratched its head.

Suddenly, it seemed to be deep in thought. It picked up Wushi's diary again and looked at it repeatedly, occasionally extracting individual words and rearranging them in a regular way.

The original enlightenment, this diary contains hidden secrets, a secret text known only to the Black Emperor.

Certain habits and the unspoken understanding between the dog and its owner come into play at this moment.

A moment later, Black Emperor, looking refreshed, exclaimed, "A coordinate!"

"go!"

The big black dog pressed down with its paws, shattering spacetime and revealing a passage, which it then rushed into.

Primal followed closely behind, arriving in a dark and desolate little world.

Here, he saw a... rotting corpse!
An ancestor who sleeps in eternal rest!

Within its body, primordial matter is almost nonexistent... After all, with the resurgence of a peerless being, mental problems have improved considerably, making the existence of the once-renowned and eerie race awkward.

It can be said that every day they exist is a broadcast of the dark history of the owner of the three-life bronze coffin, which is simply a slap in the face!
Although the strange race is not without its pillars of strength, there is a highland consciousness and a red-haired ancestor.

However, it was still difficult to resist the overwhelming trend.

Those who cannot forge a new path of transformation are destined to gradually wither away in this era and disappear silently.

Now, even the progenitors have fallen into a deep sleep, a long slumber.

However, on this day, something unexpected happened!

(End of this chapter)