The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1127 If you can't beat them, join them!
Cut off all your innate advantages and strengths, start from nothing, rise from the most ordinary, and soar to the heavens and descend to the deepest hell... As a person, you must rely on yourself!

If it weren't for the fact that infants are without knowledge or self, they would probably be in tears and speechless with sobs at this moment—it's too hard for them!
Unfortunately, he couldn't refute it, so it was taken as tacit agreement. When Heaven bestows a great responsibility upon someone, it must first sever their origin, destroy their Dao fruit, and banish them to endure all kinds of suffering and hardship, waiting for the day when the dust settles and the light shines, illuminating countless mountains and rivers!

"How many times is this? It should be... the second time?"

The red-haired Immortal Emperor muttered to himself in relief, thankful that his starting point had once been extraordinary, but fortunately no one had made things difficult for him back then, allowing him to experience a difficult rise to power. Instead, he lived a very comfortable life.

I think this scene is not the first time; the parents are making arrangements for their children in a very clear and organized way.

From his elder brother, from the passage of time, he seemed to sense that once there was a lotus of eternal reincarnation that was brought into existence and enlightened, becoming spiritually connected and transformed into countless spiritual lights that wandered the world, experiencing reincarnation.

Until the end of the previous era, when the Evil Ancestor caused the world to perish, it suddenly appeared, participated in it, burned everything, and fell into reincarnation, all to do its part!

One birth, one death, one reincarnation, one alternation of existence and non-existence.

Now, the Lotus Mark of Eternal Reincarnation has appeared, accompanying a newborn infant to face the storms of this era...

"I have a feeling that this time, I'm going to... die a horrible death again?"

The red-haired Immortal Emperor's eyes were subtle, as if he had a premonition of something, "To die again, to experience a complete cycle of life and death, to be utterly annihilated, to have no change..."

"Until the third freshman?"

"Three lives...three lifetimes...a bronze coffin spanning three lifetimes?!"

The red-haired Immortal Emperor muttered to himself, thinking that this idea was both incredibly creative and incredibly reasonable!
The pollen prince is deposed, incapable of fulfilling his duties, and unable to inherit the throne; the second prince must take over.

Lessons learned – the pollen emperor's life was too smooth sailing in the first half. Although there were occasional setbacks, he generally entered the realm of sacrificial rites smoothly. He had relatives and friends around him and lacked profound trials, which is why he retreated at the last moment when he had to make the final leap.

No way, no way? Which Immortal Emperor doesn't go through hardships and suffer when he performs the Dao sacrifice?

Which of the later priests could follow such a simple model as the Pollen Emperor?
The Desolate Emperor lost his comrades and his commanders. Even Liu Shen was killed by the Ancestor so that he could survive. It was too painful and heartbreaking.

Ye Tiandi, this has been a difficult situation from the very beginning. The Bitter Leaf Sect is full of his relatives and friends, and they are chasing him so relentlessly that there is nowhere to go but to the heavens or the earth.

As for those ancient overlords, they would rather form a group and go to the plateau to die together than accept each other's breakthroughs in cultivation. They schemed against each other and still haven't let go of it.

Even the Dao Masters who performed sacrifices during the ancestral court era were either old cucumbers painted green or had already been tempered by life-and-death experiences. The truly "pure" Dao Masters... well... they also took huge risks, okay? Along the way, although they did not face life-and-death situations, they cultivated tremendous courage!
After all, Ye Fan has boundless potential and is blessed with extraordinary abilities; he will eventually rise to power... To be an enemy of such a person, knowing that one will eventually be held accountable and suffer a fate worse than death... it is not easy to still risk such danger.

In contrast, the experience of the Pollen Emperor is unremarkable. His journey was one of triumph and invincibility, but he lacked the experience of truly suffering and helpless in desperate situations, as well as the feeling of rising up and tempering his true self in such situations.

By the time she experienced despair and felt hopelessness again, it was too late!

Start learning to endure hardship early!
The mindset cultivated through hardship is very important. After all, the highest achievement in spiritual practice in this world ultimately rests on one's thoughts. A single thought can destroy the world or bring about the next!
Only by enduring many hardships and suffering many times can one have a bright future!

—Have you not heard the saying, "Only by enduring the bitterest of hardships can one rise above others"?

If one were to suffer not just in one lifetime, but experience hardships in multiple lifetimes... that would be even better!

If there are three lifetimes—achieving the path of three lifetimes, enduring the hardships of three lifetimes, and being buried in the bodies of three lifetimes—corresponding to a coffin made of paulownia wood for three lifetimes…

This must be the most impeccable successor to the owner of the three generations of the coffin!
The red-haired Immortal Emperor gazed at the infant who had been restored to his original form and transformed into a child, his eyes filled with a mixture of pity and sorrow.

'I hope you won't end up that miserable...'

'Although, the more I think about it, the more I feel that this is your predetermined destiny…'

'Sigh, wouldn't you say this is overcorrection?'

After failing to spoil that little flower, the person involved, having learned their lesson, decided to raise you, this poor child, in poverty...

pity.

His compassion was of little use.

The infant whose supreme Dao fruit was severed and who started from scratch was thrown into the human world to experience the growth process of a normal living being.

From innocent childhood to naive adolescence, to youth seeking knowledge... until embarking on the path of cultivation.

Four celestial emperors volunteered to become his mentors before he began his cultivation: a burly man, an old man, an emperor, and a demon god.

All those who competed with them voluntarily backed down after a heartfelt exchange.

As for whether this voluntary act was truly voluntary...

Among the ancient overlords, figures like the Burial Master, the Butcher, Youjiao, and Changheng have something to say!
In front of Emperor Ye and Evil Ancestor Ye, you can call them weaklings or defeated opponents, and they won't refute you.

But, in a different setting, how should an ordinary Immortal Emperor address them?!
"Wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate for them to teach that child, to instill in him his outlook on life, values, and worldview?"

The red-haired immortal emperor inquired of the refined man.

"Of course they're suitable...because they understand me best."

The refined man calmly said, "One is a similar flower that specifically targets me, and the other is responsible for burying and refining the essence..."

"One manipulated the true meaning of my sacrifice, while the other worshipped me as a god, distorting doctrines and stealing divine authority..."

“They know me too well… but they chose to use that knowledge for evil purposes.”

The Red-Haired Immortal Emperor was speechless, yet couldn't help but chuckle.

That's definitely too abstract!

"This understanding was transformed into nurturing, applied to that child, turning evil into good, and subtly cultivating a spirit similar to mine..."

The refined-looking man spoke softly, full of anticipation.

The red-haired immortal emperor hesitated to speak, then stopped himself from speaking.

—Like you? That's not a good idea.

What kind of person are you? That's a big question!

What if, in the end, a young man who has gone mad walks out...

Hmm? Maybe it's not such a bad thing?
After all, he would ultimately have to bear the burden of the consciousness of three thousand Immortal Emperors all by himself!

Being a little eccentric might actually be a good thing!

Besides...

"Those four guys are no pushovers either... Each of them has made preparations and taken action in response to the chaos of self-personality in this era, starting from and expanding upon their own paths and philosophies, creating unique supernatural abilities."

"And now, there is the most powerful whetstone, a test forged by three thousand Immortal Emperors, waiting to be overcome."

"Will it succeed?"

The red-haired Immortal Emperor thought of these things and suddenly felt a sense of anticipation again.

……

Time passed, and a baby grew into a young man, full of vigor and spirit, truly extraordinary.

"Teacher!" His eyes shone like stars as he turned to the four elders at the village entrance and laughed heartily, "I'm going to cultivate, seek immortality, and embark on my own journey!"

"go Go!"

The young man's four teachers waved their hands. They were like the most ordinary mortals, without any fluctuation of magical power, and had never been involved in cultivation.

"A man should have ambitions beyond his hometown; there is no place that is not home!"

"Go and declare to the world that you are the brightest star of this era!"

Bearing encouragement and expectations, the young man set off on his journey of self-cultivation and entered the realm of the Supreme God!

From this day forward, a new legend will rise... Without rising, the glory will be dim, let alone illuminating eternity, it would be difficult to even illuminate oneself!

On the path of trials, every step leaves a bloody footprint; there are opponents, but even more so, there are those who are his own!

Even though he was very intelligent, he learned everything extremely quickly from a young age, grasping things instantly and understanding them immediately. His talent and aptitude were truly admirable.

but……

boom!
Amidst a rain of blood, in the battlefield where reality and illusion intertwined, he retreated, bleeding profusely and suffering severe injuries. Although he had killed his opponent, he was swept aside by another in the melee. This time, he was no match for him and exploded!
Before he withered away, he heard his opponent whisper, "You have great talent, great wit, and exceptional fighting skills..."

"But times have changed, young people!"

"Talent can't beat cheat codes!"

"Who do you think you're fighting?"

"You are fighting against all the greatest talents and heroes of all time!"

"Perhaps, these prodigies and outstanding individuals may not be able to match your achievements in your most brilliant areas at the same level, but..."

"They are not one person, but a group of people!"

"I will not compete with you on the same level!"

"..."

Vision gradually darkened, eventually fading completely, until all life was gone!

Fortunately, under the protection of the great God, the withering in the trial is not true death; everything is like a dream, and life and death are nothing more than fleeting illusions.

Finally, the young man reappeared, full of life.

However, he remained silent for a long time, not uttering a single word.

The failure was unforgettable, and there was little suspense involved.

A loss is a loss, regardless of the opponent's situation.

If he hadn't been undergoing trials under the protection of the Supreme God and hadn't died in those trials, but instead had been killed in the real world, he would have already been reincarnated!
He knew that his opponent was telling the truth.

Talent can't beat cheat codes!

He has a photographic memory and can apply what he learns to other situations.

In this world, there are extraordinary abilities, such as the ability to receive profound knowledge and wisdom flowing through one's mind. Without arduous study, one can naturally understand.

His breakthrough was incredibly easy, as simple as eating and drinking.
Others aren't necessarily any worse off. All they need is a memory fragment imprinted by a cultivator at a higher level, which can be integrated with their true self. They can then directly look down on their own cultivation from a superior perspective and easily break through to a higher realm!
In fact, this realm might be even more stable than his!

after all.

You painstakingly cultivate yourself to break through and enter a previously blank field. How can that compare to someone else's easy path after receiving initiation?
You are pioneers and innovators. Since you are pioneers and innovators, you will inevitably make mistakes, make necessary sacrifices, and experience growing pains as you move forward.

Even a being as powerful as the Heavenly Emperor was not without straying paths and getting injured due to mistakes in his enlightenment when he was cultivating and creating his own laws!

After him, a clear and definite path was left behind. Those who followed followed the path, navigating all the pitfalls, accumulating experience, and naturally establishing a very solid and secure foundation!
When stability is used against instability, the outcome speaks for itself.

Of course, nothing is absolute.

Even those who follow the Boundary Style can not necessarily dominate; life-or-death battles also test one's combat talent.

Some people are born warriors, masters of combat... Coincidentally, this young man is one such person!
With the same level of cultivation, he felt he could take on ten... no, he could take on seven!

Even if I die in the end, I can take two people down with me!

But that's all.

The higher the level he reached, the more difficult it became, because none of his opponents were easy!

"Multiple cultivation paths complement each other, allowing each field to reach its peak at the current level, with no weaknesses in physical body, soul, or magical power!"

"Furthermore, their supernatural powers are terrifying, surpassing the limits of their current realm..."

There are cultivators who may not be very good at cultivation, but they have studied the art of killing so deeply that they have pushed this supernatural power to its extreme.

Their achievements, the crystallization of their wisdom, are condensed and passed on.

They collect, summarize, arrange, and combine sentient beings with ideas to build their own combat systems, making them extremely powerful.

In the past, it would have been easy to fight opponents of higher levels... but now, it's just standard equipment!

In this era, every cultivator can become a hexagonal war god. Even if a Dao Ancestor who can create laws comes, he might be beaten bloody and humiliated!

It's not that we didn't work hard enough, it's that the other side was using cheats so outrageously!
Unless one can reach the level of Immortal Emperor or even higher, old-school cultivators who stick to the old ways and adhere to the same principles will only be beaten into a dog on the side of the road by cultivators who accept all comers, try and cultivate any path of evolution, and have a combination of thousands of supernatural powers!

Even a prodigy like the young man, who is already defying the heavens, can still win in a one-on-one situation, achieving victory against the odds.

but……

When there are too many people, he's no good. There's no way he could single-handedly surround a group of opponents and unleash his full power!
"Isn't it said that the brightest and most promising path is to walk your own path?"

"Why was I beaten into a pulp by those who relied on the wisdom and talent of their predecessors after choosing this path?"

The young man sighed softly, "This situation... isn't right, is it?"

"What level do we need to reach to turn things around and start singing again? Right now, there's absolutely no hope..."

"I can't see the bright future ahead, but the winding road seems endless!"

"Perhaps... I should make some changes."

He thought of the teachings of his teachers when he was young, and his eyes sparkled.

Even though many years have passed, the voices and smiles of those teachers are still vivid in my mind.

"If you can't beat them, join...?"

(End of this chapter)