The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1100: Laws, Techniques, and Weapons!
There are so many bad people in this world!

On the road to growth and rise, there are traps deliberately set by predecessors everywhere to lure newcomers and prevent them from ever turning the tables.

He was burdened by a group of vampires and parasites, and finally became an Immortal Emperor, barely gaining the qualification to engage in dialogue... But the situation became even more complicated, as one "Emperor Ye" after another walked towards him!
These Heavenly Emperors, each one seemingly harboring wicked intentions, poured out their schemes on them under the guise of eliminating potential threats, but in reality...

Their behavior of changing their appearance and hiding their true intentions was too suspicious, making it difficult for these Immortal Emperors to remain calm.

What to do?

The Heavenly Emperor might be a fake.

But that strength was real!

Even if he is not as good as the real Emperor Ye, he is definitely close to that level. He is a person standing at the pinnacle of the human world and the most supreme figure in the Dao of Sacrifice!

Such power is enough to sweep away all dissent and kill all the Immortal Emperors present who have just risen to power through crooked and unorthodox methods!
We are not in control of our own lives, and our fate is not in our own hands... This is the most accurate description.

But then again.

Although one dark hand after another reached out, vying to take advantage of them... they could at least find some solace in the fact that having value was still a good thing, enough to give these "Heavenly Emperors" a certain amount of patience and tolerance.

Unlike those former Immortal Emperors, who dared not jump at all, living in constant fear and arrogance, lest they be easily crushed to death.

—You're not mentally ill, you can't portray the complexities of human nature, you don't have enough research value, yet you still dare to jump? Go to hell!
Of course, it's more likely that...

—What you are trying to do is rebel against Emperor Ye, and overthrow the Lord God's authority... What does that have to do with me, XXX?

—We're too busy having fun to keep up with the excitement, please step up the pace!

Then, this peerless being, who was playing with the small bronze cauldron, smiled and spoke amidst the uneasy unease of the emperors, saying to the most mischievous and reckless immortal emperor, "Rebellion against Heaven and the gods?"

"A very arrogant and interesting idea..."

"Young man, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."

"However, it is precisely this kind of drive that makes the world so wonderful."

The Heavenly Emperor is very composed, possesses great ambition and magnanimity, and seems to look down on everything, invincible, extremely proud and confident, and fearless of any challenge.

"Although I don't understand why the laws I've established make you feel dissatisfied... it doesn't matter."

"I stand at the summit, awaiting your challenge!"

"Don't let me down!"

The Heavenly Emperor's voice was gentle and filled with boundless anticipation.

His gaze fell on the group of Immortal Emperors, looking at them as if looking through them at the shadow of a living being.

He once stood at the pinnacle of humanity, invincible and without the slightest controversy.

However, there was a being that came along and rose against all odds in the shortest amount of time, killing his way to his death and leaving him helpless!

It's hard to say whether he won or lost, but it certainly stirred his calm and composed mind, making him feel that life was no longer a stagnant pool, but full of variables and unknowns.

The appearance of even one such being amazes him... And will the group before him, or even the future Immortal Emperor, create such figures again?

After all, look at these Immortal Emperors, each one of them is so mentally unstable... This is certainly a huge hidden danger, but doesn't it also contain infinite possibilities?

A true spirit, a true self, yet crowded with "passengers," colliding violently, defying common sense.

He calls himself the Heavenly Emperor, and says he's seen it all.
He had witnessed the cycle of reincarnation, the surge of evil spirits, and the constant rebirth that created the most obsessive self!
But, the whole world is insane, mentally unstable, who am I, who is me... I've never seen such a scene before.

Whether human or demon, everyone's up to something. Some take the initiative, infiltrating and corrupting countless beings; others transform into public buses, mimicking the stories of the evil ancestor, sharing the good fortune. Of course, there are also truly brilliant individuals who appear harmless on the surface, but in reality lure others into traps, setting ambushes in their own domain, seizing upon the hidden personality within others' wisdom and values, and refining them in an instant...

What will the final outcome be?
The Heavenly Emperor was very curious and eagerly anticipating it!
This expectation was so heavy, weighing on the hearts of all the emperors.

It was like a fire that ignited their inner world, making them excited.

They stared at this "Heavenly Emperor," trying to determine if he was telling the truth... Finally, one pair of eyes after another lit up.

"Perhaps you won't be disappointed!"

"Good, that's ambitious!" The Heavenly Emperor nodded, pausing his handling of the small bronze cauldron. "In that case, I will give you a gift that can resolve your mental afflictions."

"Whether or not to adopt it is entirely up to you; I will not force you."

The Heavenly Emperor's words invigorated the spirits of all the powerful figures.

coming!

coming!

It is coming!
Every previous "Heavenly Emperor" had been doing something outrageous, and sure enough, this Heavenly Emperor was no exception!
They pricked up their ears, ready to listen carefully and see what this Heavenly Emperor was up to.

“Your current symptoms are not without similar precedents in the hidden ancient history.”

The Heavenly Emperor spoke softly, a trace of vicissitude flashing in his eyes, as if recalling some unbearable past.

But he eventually got through it...?

"An unparalleled expert stepped into the highest realm amidst ruins."

"This realm is omnipotent; it can reproduce everything in an instant... Well, it's actually quite similar to the reflection you've mastered, only the scope is different."

"However, although this powerful figure has reached the pinnacle and can revive and reproduce everything from the past, he... has lost his original feeling; he... has lost himself!"

"Even if those relatives, those old friends, and all the sincere feelings remain the same... I can no longer taste the initial emotion. It's as if it has nothing to do with me. It's like I've been possessed, which has impacted my original true self. The experience remains the same, but my values ​​have changed. When I look back, the emotion is gone."

"He tried to do something to change things, to resolve things, so he sacrificed himself in an attempt to restore his original self and recreate his true self."

"But... the realm he has achieved, the Dao fruit he has attained, the sublimation of his life level he has already realized, are too deeply entangled with him. In the end, he will inevitably return, and he cannot even let go of him!"

The Heavenly Emperor's voice was melodious and captivating, drawing all the powerful figures into a state of deep concentration.

In a daze, they seemed to see a part of the figure of an supreme being, and vaguely glimpsed a corner of their experience.

Calm amidst madness, self-salvation amidst calm... Although not exactly the same as their illness, it has a similar effect.

"...However, this powerful figure is no ordinary person."

"In the brief moment of calm, he realized something: the invisible enemy is difficult to deal with, but the tangible enemy can be defeated."

The Heavenly Emperor spoke softly, as if he were present at the scene, recounting the events in detail today.

As for whether there's any artistic embellishment involved... who knows?
Just as he calls himself the Heavenly Emperor, then he is the Heavenly Emperor, and no one can refute that!
"Therefore, he transformed the hidden danger into a symptom, gradually inducing it to manifest, thus achieving an alternative balance!"

The Heavenly Emperor's eyes shone brightly. "Many problems in this world are bad because we are all interconnected, and we don't even know where to begin to deal with them." "But if we can purify ourselves and separate friend from foe, the situation becomes clear."

"Of course, there is a limit to this, and it needs to be grasped... Sometimes, we can get by with enemies and ourselves coexisting; but if we expose each other, it will be a fight to the death, and there is only one outcome."

The Heavenly Emperor's voice turned somber, "That being induced all sorts of things that were considered negative and hidden dangers to manifest in its body and in its Dao fruit, transforming into various kinds of illnesses."

“From that time on, he had two states.”

"Either, one is completely normal, having regained a part of their self, and is clear-headed and calm; or one is completely terminally ill, terrifying and horrible."

"Two states, struggling and confronting each other, until the final moment arrives."

The Heavenly Emperor said leisurely.

The emperors listened with tension and trembling, as if they understood how this past existed, and how it was recounted by this Heavenly Emperor.

"And then what happened?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"The result?" The Heavenly Emperor lowered his eyes. "The result was naturally that the being lost, lost to the disease."

"But his last moments of lucidity were enough for him to do something."

"For example, burning one's own body allows one's perfect and complete Dao fruit to differentiate. Even if one is too strong and cannot die completely, one can still go from life to death, weakening those ailments one last time. Even if problems arise, they can be resolved for countless years."

"For example, leaving another contingency plan to continue the battle, influencing and creating similar flowers, like the original 'me,' inheriting 'my' supernatural powers and path, stepping into the battlefield of destiny, and fighting again against the remnants of that disease!"

"A doctor cannot heal himself, but can use the hands of others... This time, as long as we can win and eradicate those diseases, there is hope to get to the root of the problem and lock in our true selves."

"Recovered, everything is back to normal!"

The Heavenly Emperor whispered, "To live through death, to be reborn from the ashes!"

“I studied the experiences of this being and was deeply moved by the game I played. I have developed a method that I will now pass on to you as a means for you to break the deadlock.”

"Remember, don't worry about life or death at any moment... In critical moments, you must be willing to treat your life as a stake and bet it on the table."

"After all, as long as the Immortal Emperor lives, his thoughts will surely resonate!"

The Heavenly Emperor warned the powerful, urging them to try boldly.

As a Celestial Emperor, you may not live, but you cannot be without life!

Even in death, one should die in an abstract and bizarre way, even if it leaves a lasting calamity!
The next moment, the Heavenly Emperor recited a mantra, a scripture, which resonated in the hearts of all the emperors!

"The way of man is to take from those who have little to give to those who have more..."

The Heavenly Sound of the Great Dao seemed to have pierced through time and space from an untraceable prehistoric era. Ultimately, it resonated in the ears of all the powerful figures like a great bell, entering their hearts and causing the emperors' minds to tremble, their thoughts to surge, and their whereabouts to be unknown.

The scripture is not very long, only tens of thousands of words in total, but every word is filled with endless mysteries, which can be explored by immortal emperors and beings for countless years!

The more you expand, the more you gain; this is the supreme scripture.

However, even without in-depth analysis, a general reading can yield great benefits.

Through the wisdom of the Immortal Emperor and his comprehensive understanding of the scriptures, he derived a method, a technique, and the crafting of a weapon.

The method is to peel back the layers, turning hidden dangers into symptoms, bringing them to light, making previously unclear and indistinguishable hidden dangers clear, and distinguishing friend from foe.

The technique is a technique that destroys the body and the Dao, but it is also a technique that resonates eternally. It can bury oneself and destroy the flawless Dao fruit, but it can also resonate throughout the ages and create ripples after countless years, forming one similar flower after another, inheriting "my" path and supernatural powers, and continuing to fight against the scourge left behind by "me"!

The instrument is a tool for anchoring cause and effect, linking law and technique together; it is a coffin, a jar!
The coffin is for burial, and the urn is for ashes; both the merits and demerits of a lifetime are buried!

The emperors listened silently, completely absorbed.

Some people even got started, resonating with the constantly echoing scriptures, and contemplating and practicing the Dharma.

Gradually, all sorts of ailments began to appear on their bodies.

Some people have red hair, some have golden scales, and some...

Each one was extremely eerie and ominous, as if they had entered the twilight years of some being, terrifying and bizarre!

However, these symptoms quickly subsided, and he returned to normal.

After all, their problems have not yet reached the point of complete outbreak; many hidden dangers are still lurking and waiting for the right opportunity to ripen.

However, the operation of a supreme law indirectly revealed their existence!
This is important!

While it's not a one-step solution, there's no magic cure.

But at the very least, you'll know how you'll die and when the illness will begin!
"Even if I die, I want to die knowing why!"

More than one Celestial Emperor thought this way, becoming increasingly immersed in the Great Dao's Heavenly Sound, listening to the scriptures that constantly echoed in their hearts, not even knowing when that Celestial Emperor had left.

Perhaps, after passing down the scriptures, that Heavenly Emperor simply waved his sleeves and left without taking a single cloud with him.

However, his supernatural powers were too great, his strength too immense, standing at an unbelievable height. With a single thought, he could create miracles, turning mortal flowers into celestial blossoms, his wonders boundless.

Therefore, the scriptures resonate endlessly and have a profound and far-reaching influence.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

That scripture faded and disappeared from the hearts of the emperors, becoming an indelible mark, immortal and indestructible.

The emperors awoke, their minds filled with a myriad of thoughts.

"To see hope, to witness the dawn..."

"It's also a shortcut, but it doesn't involve the sacrifice of the first Heavenly Emperor, nor the abandonment of integrity by the second Heavenly Emperor..."

"The third Heavenly Emperor's theory is good, but it requires too much talent!"

"The shortcut left by this fourth Heavenly Emperor is just right, taking care of our wisdom and talents!"

The emperors were moved to tears, their hearts surging with emotion.

How difficult that must have been!
Simply follow the instructions and imitate the model, and their illness can be cured!
Of course, the success rate might be a tiny bit lower with this method.

After all, they are not quite the same as the origin of this law.

That being was once invincible throughout all the ages of the mortal world; the only one who could be his opponent was himself.

And what about them...? What kind of lowly scoundrels are they?!

(End of this chapter)