The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1113 A Dream Within a Dream, A Legacy of Calamity for Eternity!
The old man sighed, as if he were lamenting for the Heavenly Emperor. His intentions were good, but things went wrong. It was all the fault of the Coffin Master and the Demon Ancestor!
The emperors remained silent; even though they understood the situation, there was nothing they could do.

Even the traces of that supreme expert's move could not be detected. Without the guidance of a senior expert, one could not realize that a peerless black hand was manipulating the world at will... The gap is too great!

and……

"This is terrifying, unbelievable, but...it doesn't seem so bad?"

A Celestial Emperor suddenly spoke, with a hint of hesitation, "In truth, even if yin and yang, life and death are reversed, and reality is illusion, dream, bubble, and shadow, and the mortal realm is also the underworld, does it really pose any harm to the various worlds of this mortal realm?"

"I think, therefore I am. We stand here, alive and vibrant, and that is the most important thing... Everything else is neither important nor important."

The more he talked, the more relieved he felt.

Since we're small and weak, and can't fight against the powerful, we might as well accept it.

Escaping may be shameful, but it can be effective!
Whether it was the Coffin Master or the Demon Ancestor, they made their move with ulterior motives, using absolute power to manipulate the entire world and trample on the will of countless beings.

but……

Just as the mysterious old man said, this wasn't the first time they had done this!
Establishing the cycle of reincarnation, severing the passage of time... which time hasn't been like this? They have all left a profound mark on the world, and the wonders still remain to this day!
now.

Although one "Emperor Ye" after another appeared, imparting methods and leaving shortcuts.

Judging from their timid and cowardly manner, it's not hard to see that they are being used as pawns, cannon fodder, to test and provoke...

"This is the truth..."

The old man smiled and said, "But what if that peerless mastermind strikes more than once?"

Upon hearing this, the emperors were astonished.

"Having already reversed life and death, yin and yang, and disrupted the cycle of reincarnation, I will strike again, using the 'present' as the foundation, to 'sever' another world of human existence, where you will still be present..."

The old man paused for a moment, and finally used a word that he felt was very appropriate, feeling that it was just right and natural.

"Like...a dream within a dream!"

The so-called dream within a dream... is a dream within a dream, with another layer of dream on top of it. When you wake up one day, you are still in a dream, struggling and unable to move forward.

'In the midst of an eternal dream, and again in an eternal dream… why did such a fleeting thought arise within me?'

The old man silently shook his head, instinctively avoiding the question.

He continued speaking to the astonished emperors, "Thus, it is continuously piled up and layered, one layer after another, covering everything..."

"The seemingly normal human world, with its endless space and time and infinite existence, can all be reduced to a single point in its original state."

“Looking out from this point, endless points of the initial state appear, and countless primordial lands of the same level emerge. Crossing over again, from this infinite primordial state that converges into ‘boundless’, we return to ‘one’. Tracing back again, in the gaze, we discover that there are still endless ‘one’s of the same level…”

"These points, these ones, are the results of repeated actions, forming a cycle, an endless accumulation and superposition..."

The old man recounted the story in detail.

The emperors were terrified upon hearing this, feeling as if their very existence was becoming a fleeting dream.

"It can't be that bad..." someone groaned.

"Most likely so," the old man said quietly, "because that unparalleled mastermind has struck again..."

He brought a terrible shock to the emperors.

"The first time was when you became Immortal Emperors... Although Immortal Emperors are weak, once you become an Immortal Emperor, you have the most basic human rights, you have escaped the realm of ants, you are no longer prisoners of time and reincarnation, and you can become a fulcrum to leverage the myriad worlds of the mortal realm—Reflection!"

"When a large number of Immortal Emperors are born, it means that an era has matured and it is time to reap the rewards."

"And the second time was after the nine Heavenly Emperors passed down the Dharma..."

The old man said calmly, “His actions have affected all worlds, even though he is so powerful that no one in the world can sense him... but I am not among them, yet I can still detect the slightest clues.”

"It is precisely because of this that my aura is surging and leaking out, which is why you can sense it."

At that moment, the powerful figures suddenly realized something.

The old man was too mysterious and too powerful; he was definitely no less powerful than the previous nine "Emperors Ye".

If they are unwilling to show themselves, how could they possibly be known or seen by this group of celestial emperors who have come up through crooked means?
This development could be due to either some ulterior motive, or it was caused by interference and influence, and was unintentional.

The old man's revelation at this moment was, of course, accidental!

The unseen mastermind in the shadows manipulated the boundary between reality and illusion. Having already made his move once, he struck again, using his supreme power to reshape the world. That moment of interference caused the emperors to sense it!
Originally, he came quietly to watch a good show, and then left quietly, without taking a single cloud with him.

As a result, his whereabouts were unexpectedly revealed, and he formed a "connection" with the emperors.

He could have simply left. Even if a mere Immortal Emperor used all the supreme supernatural powers of the mortal world and throughout history to say "Fellow Daoist, please stay," how could he possibly keep him there?
However, having already formed a "connection," he decided to pause briefly and give these bewildered immortal emperors a moment of clarity.

Perhaps it was pity, or perhaps it was some inexplicable feeling that was influencing it.

"They've made their second move... Why after the nine Heavenly Emperors?"

The emperor felt a bitter taste in his mouth, but after a moment's thought, he realized it was both unexpected and perfectly reasonable.

"That's right... The Immortal Emperor can be a fulcrum to change the world, but he also needs the right means and methods."

"Those nine Heavenly Emperors, regardless of their motives—whether they pitied us or used us—ultimately taught us the method, allowing us to try to take control of our own destiny..."

"Regardless of whether it's real or illusory, we inevitably have to embark on the path of self-salvation, and those shortcuts are the lifelines we grasp at..."

"Once this thought is formed, the future will surely be turbulent, with boundless cause and effect arising from nothingness..."

As long as these Immortal Emperors refuse to surrender and still try to save themselves, they are destined to cause some trouble.

Originally, they weren't capable of causing much trouble, they simply didn't have that ability!
However, these peerless figures, all kind-hearted, took on the identity of "Emperor Ye" and couldn't bear to see their disciples and grand-disciples of the main god in such a miserable state, so they all stepped in and lent a hand.

One or two is fine, but even if a shortcut is left, it can't possibly suit all Immortal Emperors. In the end, only a tiny number will slip through the net, so the situation is still manageable.

Nine people showed up!

This is outrageous! Eight parts fake, one part real—it's a dreamlike and bizarre situation! Vitality, variables, and exponential growth will inevitably rewrite the destinies of countless people. In a world where life and death have already been reversed and time has been disrupted, too much has been overturned, creating countless entanglements of cause and effect, causing the trajectory of fate to go berserk and out of control!

All worlds and the vast sky will be shaken and collapse because of this. Cause and effect will be disordered, and the great power will be shattered. How can the mastermind behind the scenes sit still?
No matter what means He uses, whether it is reflecting and overlapping the present, extracting time and years, or even a grand dream that presents all the worlds in one dream... While He may be unreasonable and do whatever He wants, when His methods are applied to the world, in order to continue to operate and function, they still need to follow some logic to a certain extent!
There can be deviations, but not too many, to the point of being unrecognizable, even the main theme and the overall trend are reversed!
At that time, it would no longer be a reversal of the cycle of time and a reshaping of life, death, yin and yang, but rather the creation of a truly parallel and vast space-time, and the various worlds of the human realm!
"The unparalleled dark hand can cover up the sky and control the human world, and is reducing us to a lower dimension."

“And each of these ‘Heavenly Emperors’ is filled with variables and complex information, representing a different kind of… dimensional ascension.”

"Is this another battlefield, a silent game?"

"We are all pawns, already on the chessboard, whether we like it or not..."

A Celestial Emperor smiled wryly, "In order to control us and prevent things from spiraling out of control, the master of that dark hand has intervened again, micromanipulating and controlling..."

"Is it about gradually distributing and bearing the excessively violent outburst of cause and effect?"

As the saying goes, "The general trend remains unchanged, but the minor trends can be changed."

"As long as things don't change drastically all at once, and the situation changes little by little, it's acceptable... Even if the changes eventually alter the main trend, it can still be explained as a minor setback in the process of exploration. The process is difficult, but the result is beautiful. Don't worry about the details..."

"Thus……"

The Celestial Emperor took a deep breath. "Next, that being will make its move more than once, at every crucial juncture, shifting the boundaries between reality and illusion in the mortal realm..."

"This... is too kind of us!"

"This shows how much we value you, and how much we value this era..." the old man said slowly, "because you are only just beginning!"

"There are only about a hundred or eighty Immortal Emperors in your generation who have attained enlightenment... How can this be the pinnacle of this era?"

"Next, there will inevitably be turbulent times, ups and downs, and the grandeur of the previous era may reappear, with three thousand Immortal Emperors rising up and the disease standing tall in the world!"

Illness exists in the world.

Three thousand Celestial Emperors, all of them mentally ill... What an abstract scene that would be!

Scary to think about!
It was...very exciting!

"You are the pawns, the fulcrum, and the spark..." the old man whispered. "The scenery of this era is condensed in your bodies and minds, which has made you who you are and given you your mission."

"You cannot escape; you can only face it..."

"No matter what the ultimate goal is of that unparalleled mastermind who manipulates the world and plays with people's hands, you must face it and fight against it..."

"Because you can't afford to lose..."

"After all, once that person makes a mistake and crashes... he is transcendent, indestructible, and untouched by cause and effect."

"But you should understand that the cost won't disappear, it will only be transferred... Can you guess who it will be transferred to?"

"And who are the people who have enough weight to be scapegoats?"

The old man asked with a smile.

"After all, taking the blame depends on ability... When someone makes a huge mess, it's not entirely fair to just hire a temporary worker..."

At this moment, one after another, the Immortal Emperors were ashen-faced, their skin as pale as paper.

--no!
—If we succeed, we get no benefit; if we fail, we take the blame?
Why!

Was it some unseen, powerful force that brought us to where we are today?
If something goes wrong, they'll just dump us in the mess?
"That doesn't make sense!"

An emperor murmured.

"Some people don't need to be reasoned with," the old man said with a smile, as if he were there in a dreamlike state.

"—'Little X, we senior figures have high hopes for you and intend to entrust you with a great responsibility. You'd better be prepared… What? You're saying this great responsibility looks like a pot? Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask!'"

My blood pressure spiked instantly!
“You need to save yourselves… to save yourselves, and in doing so, to save the world,” the old man finally said.

"I don't understand..." a Celestial Emperor said slowly and deliberately, "We, the Celestial Emperors who have attained the Dao, stand at the pinnacle of the world, glorious and splendid. The vibrant life and flourishing of all things are still vivid in our minds. How could it become such a great disaster if we are not careful?"

"And... even someone like that can have their downfall?!"

He was shocked and couldn't understand or accept it.

"Isn't He omnipotent? How could He fail?!"

"Don't mythologize anyone too much, even the most powerful ones." The old man chuckled and shook his head. "There are precedents; there are always invincible beings in the world who insist on doing things they don't know, and end up causing trouble..."

"Based on my remaining, hazy memories, there have always been quite a few people like that..."

As he spoke, a fleeting image of a blue lotus seemed to pass through his mind, accompanied by bursts of cheerful laughter.

Pollen filled the air again, and whispers arose. Someone muttered, "This girl is hopeless. Even if you give her a chance, it won't help... Fellow Daoist, why don't you raise another child and find another successor for Pollen Path? Maybe there's still hope..."

In the end, a bronze coffin swept across the world, burying the peerless powerhouse, whose cause of death left people speechless.

"In fact, the long dark ages and bloody eras that have existed in this mortal realm were caused by the downfall of a supreme being..."

The old man's voice sounded weary, and fragmented memories surfaced in his mind.

"A strange and ominous atmosphere swept through, turning the human world into a purgatory. In the most terrifying sacrifices, countless lives perished tragically..."

"Countless years have passed, the bones of the dead have piled up across the wasteland, and the destroyed world has given rise to a terrifying sea of ​​sacrifices..."

"Those kinds of people either don't crash or they crash big..."

The old man sighed, "They absolutely deserve their status, leaving behind a legacy of calamity for all time!"

As he spoke, images flashed before their eyes, impacting the hearts and minds of the emperors.

It was an endless sea of ​​blood, a boundless expanse of corpses, a desolate world, the burial of countless generations, everywhere filled with blood and fire, burning to the last ashes.

Suddenly, they understood why the old man had been so certain and so sure when reporting suspects.

After all, he had witnessed, experienced, and known the despair that humanity faced!
(End of this chapter)