The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1091 Was it intentional or accidental?

Friend, why are you spouting such blunt truths?!

Are we, the Immortal Emperors, the kind of people who openly cry foul while secretly switching sides?

Don't wrong an innocent person!
What nonsense about joining forces when you can't win, and that "Three Burials Wonderful Method" sounds quite impressive, coming from among sentient beings and returning to them... That's utterly untrue!
"No, no! Really, no!"

The Immortal Emperors from the ancestral court era shook their heads repeatedly, denying it constantly. Their expressions were sincere, and their tone was earnest, making it seem quite plausible.

The Immortal Emperor who made the suggestion was speechless... If everyone says no, then it must exist!
What kind of teams are these?

Is there any sense of allegiance? Is this some kind of clandestine shift in allegiance?

"Ah!"

He chuckled inexplicably, feeling that the waters of the times were getting deeper and muddier.

Perhaps at this moment, many cultivators in the mortal realms, including Immortal Kings, Quasi-Immortal Emperors, or even newly-broken Immortal Emperors... are just a few alternate accounts or avatars among this group of people!
Memory infusion is a shortcut, quick and effective, but it also has serious drawbacks.

Having received the realm and memories painstakingly cultivated by outstanding talents, no matter how much these things are filtered and purified, they inevitably contain the values, worldview, and understanding of the Great Dao of those outstanding talents, which are ultimately internalized as personal wisdom.

People who choose this method for quick success usually do so because they are not very capable and are mediocre, so they resort to shortcuts and borrow the wisdom of geniuses.

But inviting a god is easy, sending him away is hard!
Under the influence of memories, one is shaped, influenced, and tainted by the thoughts and values ​​of others... It's hard not to be influenced.

After all, it's precisely because they're hopeless and always lose that they seek help from the big winners... Nobody doesn't want to win!
The truly outstanding individuals are those who can win, and in the process of winning, they gain positive feedback, advancing triumphantly all the way... winning, winning, winning all the way to the end, becoming the strongest!
Ordinary beings walk on the path they have paved, follow their values, and use their methodologies. The results are remarkable. They can also experience the joy of winning and receive positive feedback, and from then on, they can't stop!
Even mortals are addicted to various forms of pornography, gambling, and drugs, finding it difficult to control their physical and psychological temptations. How can cultivators be completely exempt? At most, they are just addicted to different things.

Human nature, ego, joy, anger, sorrow, pleasure, temptation, self-control... This is the ultimate question that led the former three-life bronze coffin owners to a major pitfall, and it is clearly not something that ordinary cultivators can bypass!

In this day and age, countless gifts of fate have been bestowed upon these areas, as if they were free, with the wisdom and talent of the best able to choose freely... But what is borrowed must be repaid!

The more you use it, the more addicted you become, making it a path of dependence. If believers worship gods, if ordinary people worship idols... in the end, you will completely transform into the shape of those outstanding individuals, becoming permeated inside and out!

At that time, it was hard to say that this person was still himself. He was possessed by wisdom and values ​​that did not belong to him, and in a daze, he turned himself into someone else's puppet, spontaneously and willingly!

It would not be surprising if one day, a prodigy emerged from one's own consciousness and took control of the true spirit...

Even further.

It took control of the true spirit's consciousness, cleansing and completely formatting all other consciousnesses and perceptions, and then connecting with the powerful being corresponding to its source, copying all its memories and wisdom over...

At this moment, this body has completely changed, as if it has been possessed or refined into an avatar!
How lamentable! How terrifying!
of course.

The insightful people of this era, or those who cannot bear to see the initiators of memory empowerment doing well, have taken precautions, made preparations, and taken precautions.

They each displayed their unique abilities and talents, using various means to suppress, and even attempt to resolve, this hidden danger, so that the beings who had received the memory empowerment could struggle to steer their own small boats, maintain balance in the raging storms, and find a way to survive.

Cut off my Mingdao, hang the street lamp alone, eight certainties...

However, the competition can escalate, and it also requires a certain level of skill.

If there were a group of cunning and powerful beings, disguised and packaged in various ways, secretly harboring "viruses" within the fragments of memories they spread from the very beginning, aiming to invade the minds and selves of others, first hiding and lying dormant, silently collecting host information, analyzing and judging, locking in flaws and shortcomings, and then suddenly erupting...

Or perhaps it's a subtle, directional guidance, like an invisible hand, responding to the external environment, influencing emotions at different times, plucking at the heartstrings, and intentionally or unintentionally shaping it into a certain form—a long, drawn-out cognitive war...

You think it's love at first sight, that you've chosen only this one person for life, but you haven't considered that a dark force is interfering behind the scenes. When you see that person, you feel joyful and full of life, but when you see others, you feel disturbed and upset... This feeling affects your inner self and mind, consciously or unconsciously shaping and defining your emotions.

You think you are a cowardly creature, lacking courage, always facing things passively, escaping and giving up, but you don't know that there is a dark force interfering. Every time at a critical moment, you become flustered and restless, and ultimately fail... After repeating this many times, even the most enterprising and cheerful creature will be tormented into learned helplessness.

Gradually, through subtle influence and change, they eventually become playthings to be manipulated at will, their bodies and minds molded into perfect vessels, transforming into the embodiment of behind-the-scenes manipulators...

The true spirit still belongs to oneself.

But everything else belongs to others, and they are all controlled by them. They simply fill in their own name in the "legal person" column and bear all the consequences!
This is very difficult to defend against, and it can even be said that it is impossible to defend against.

After all, if a Celestial Emperor personally intervenes to deceive and ambush the most ordinary cultivators, even if they have maxed out their defenses, can they really stop him?

Unstoppable!

When they were completely "refined" and went mad to the point of not even being themselves anymore, they embarked on the fast track of cultivation... At that time, it was no longer about memory infusion, but about being fed by a Celestial Emperor and having their cultivation realms shared!

View cultivation with a high-level perspective, adapt to the new era, and embark on paths such as bloodline cultivation, secret realm cultivation, and golden elixir cultivation.

In the era of the supreme gods, even the celestial emperors of the ancestral court could love, talk, follow, and obey!
Some people may appear gloomy and miserable on the surface, but behind the scenes they might be even more extravagant than the most insane mentally ill madman!
but.

Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite.

The abstract nature of this era terrified even these ancestral immortal emperors who were just hitching a ride.

Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up like crazy!
The extreme speed of the car sent chills down their spines; they sensed a horrifying impending crash and death.

They are terrified, feeling terrified, entangled too deeply, and fear that one day they will have to give back everything, with interest!

For ordinary cultivators, the memory initiation is a gift of fate, but a price has already been secretly marked. If they cannot repay it, they will sacrifice themselves and become the embodiment of someone else.

And what about those who fueled the flames?
Isn't this a gift from fate?

Then, what will they use to repay the debt?
The Celestial Emperor of the Ancestral Court had a bad feeling; perhaps... he too would have to throw himself into the pit to pay for his sins!
"...If you say no, then no."

The Immortal Emperor, who proposed the "death escape" method, said quietly, "I am only talking about a means, a method. "Buried in the bloodline of future generations, buried in the memories of all living beings, dead but not stiff, waiting for the day when the light comes out, to plan a return. If you never forget, there will surely be a response."

"However, if you go too far, you should retire to the second line and lie low, but instead you insist on being active and jumping out to cause trouble, which makes you seem disrespectful to your elders... then you should be careful not to be crushed by the wheels of time, which would be extremely miserable."

"Hahaha..." A group of Immortal Emperors laughed awkwardly but politely.

Besides laughing, they had nothing else to say.

"If, I mean if... if a mistake is made during this process, is there a way to resolve it?" asked the creature at the end of the road.

"Was this mistake intentional or accidental?" The emperor was speechless.

“It was…deliberate,” the questioner said in a low voice. “I think that geese leave traces as they fly by, and winds leave sounds as they pass by…I believe that I should leave some clear traces to prove that I was here, so that future generations and all living beings can have a clear and unforgettable memory, and that I will surely receive a response.”

“…What you think makes a lot of sense, just don’t think that way next time.” The emperor sighed softly. “Perhaps this is not without a solution.”

"After all, we have experienced the ancestral court era and witnessed many great events. Although we were not the main characters, we could only stand on the sidelines and watch those Dao Lords shine and illuminate the world."

"However, after seeing so much, one should inevitably be moved and gain some understanding."

"For example, the Pollen Heavenly Emperor, the Huabei Dao Master... In the ancestral court era, three thousand immortal emperors stood side by side in the world. What did they rely on? They relied on the Huabei Dao Master's literary and martial virtues, who shouldered everything alone!"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of one Immortal Emperor after another in this space-time suddenly lit up.

"The ancestral court has produced three thousand emperors, and the debt owed by pollen particles will extend to trillions of years to come..."

The emperor said slowly, "Originally, it was a problem specific to a particular person, and the responsibility was traced to a clear target... But, the Ancestral Court has borne all of this, and Pollen Road has borne all of this!"

"So, we'll have to trouble the Pollen Emperor again this time?" someone remarked, drawing inferences from the previous example.

"...Yes and no." The emperor was silent for a moment before speaking, "Back then, we had an ancestral court that could represent all living beings and the pollen road. This time, we don't have such conditions."

"But the principle is the same. We can create a common vessel to bear all of this, as a conclusion to cause and effect."

"Do you remember? The Haotian Dao Master of the Ancestral Court, who was actually the Desolate Heaven Emperor, explored and developed the sacrificial Dao method, which brought the transformation of self-transformation to an extreme, and transformed it into the cause of all results!"

"Many Immortal Emperors, their causes and effects converged, and they all came to have a single source, bearing and carrying everything!"

"This is to represent us, that we can shift the cause and effect... but also leave a way to inherit it, so that we can bring it back under control after the reckoning."

This immortal emperor spoke eloquently, opening a door to a new world for all the emperors.

"This requires more than just the efforts of those of us here; it requires bringing in as many Immortal Emperors as possible who are involved in this matter."

"The most brilliant fruit condensed in the Ancestral Court era, three thousand Immortal Emperors... I don't know how many people entered the game in this era, this is just a small part of it."

"With this we can create gods, with this we can create demons. With three thousand immortal emperors joining forces, there is no debt that cannot be settled!"

"Even... we might as well try to reach the pinnacle of the Dao!"

The moment the words "Sacrifice to the Dao" were uttered, the atmosphere here instantly changed. All the emperors were moved, their expressions shifting. "Fellow Daoist, do you know what you're saying?"

“I know that,” the emperor replied.

“Since you know this, you should understand how deep the water here is—it’s bottomless!” a creature at the end of the road sighed. “This is the achievement of overlords, progenitors, heavenly emperors, and Dao lords; it’s not something we can covet.”

"If things go wrong, they might end up with red hair growing on their bodies and an unlucky old age!"

“Indeed,” the emperor nodded in agreement, “but my intention was not to recklessly venture out, but to choose the right people to explore the path, and that should be the beings of this era.”

“I once dreamed of achieving the highest level of sacrificial practice, and therefore I studied the evolution and development of this realm.”

"In the beginning, the two words 'Sacrifice to the Way' were clear and unambiguous. It meant burning away all rules and order, sacrificing the supreme Way, and achieving ultimate sublimation, becoming invincible above all."

"To become a Dao Ancestor, one must open up a path of evolution... The Immortal Emperor, also known as the End of the Path, is one who has reached the end of this path of evolution."

"When one reaches the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm and there is no way to advance further, one must sacrifice this path of evolution in exchange for an opportunity to achieve ultimate sublimation."

"This is difficult and very risky. Only a few Heavenly Emperors throughout history have followed this path, such as the Pollen Emperor and the Desolate Heaven Emperor."

However, there is always a way out.

"Faced with the various difficulties in the sacrificial path, some extraordinary talents have found alternative methods... Some ancestors have ascended by using primordial matter, but at the cost of sacrificing their own lives; some overlords have accumulated countless years of time, making their path extremely powerful, supplementing it with sacrifices, either the remains of the owner of the bronze coffin or the sacrifice of countless lives, to achieve ascension..."

"Later, the Dao Lords appeared. They stood on the shoulders of their predecessors, discarding and developing what they had discarded. They gathered the strength of the masses and became more moderate and less risky. But in the end, it was the destruction of the entire era, which can be called 'sacrificing the era'..."

"To commemorate the path of evolution, to commemorate life, to commemorate all living beings, to commemorate the era... In the end, there must always be something to be sacrificed, offerings to be placed on the altar."

A Celestial Emperor, with his profound insight, summarized the evolution of sacrificial rituals across several eras, presenting a well-reasoned and astonishing account.

"In this era, if there were a ritual for cultivators of this time... what would it be used to perform the ritual?"

He spoke softly, causing the group of creatures at the end of the road to fall into deep thought.

Suddenly, they thought of the chaos of this era and the increasing madness of the masses, and a thunderbolt seemed to strike their hearts.

"In this age of supreme gods... perhaps, the answer lies in the self of all living beings!"