The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1184 Human Affairs

If this Immortal Emperor's words were to spread, it would be enough to astound the world.

"Perhaps he really does have a big problem, possessing a great secret that surpasses even the Celestial Emperor's..."

The universe is in turmoil, and heaven and earth seem to be about to collapse. The process of dismembering itself to evolve into the vast universe seems to be reversed at this moment, so as to reconstruct its true form and reappear as a perfect and flawless immortal emperor to conquer the human world.

This shows how unsettled this Celestial Emperor was, and how shocked he was by his own conjecture.

However, he eventually calmed down and stabilized his condition.

Of course, while remaining calm, this Immortal Emperor wasn't doing nothing.

His lineage, his power, and his subordinates are all taking action, actively carrying out the Emperor's will!
Undercurrents are surging and turbulent!
And this is not the only one!

It wasn't just one Immortal Emperor who made a move, but a group of hundreds, nearly a thousand!
As time passed, compared to the first batch of Immortal Emperors who attained enlightenment in this era, many more later generations rose up and forcefully entered the level of Immortal Emperor.

After all, to be honest, the difficulty of becoming an Immortal Emperor in this era has been greatly reduced... As long as you are willing to pay the price, you will always be favored by fate.

However, one day, what you have gained now will all be returned with interest in the future, benefiting others.

but.

Then again.

As the saying goes, the timid starve, while the bold feast.

How many of those who dare to take risks and borrow the memories or Dao fruits of others to break through the Immortal Emperor barrier are truly innocent?

They all have a strong gambling instinct.

They were also gambling, believing that after becoming an Immortal Emperor, they would be able to swallow the sugar coating and discard the bullets when faced with sugar-coated bullets.

What kind of nonsense is this, "Every gift that fate bestows has already had a price tag attached"... Doesn't he know there are "debt dodgers"?!
Regardless of whether you are ordinary or not, the key is to be confident!
One after another, imperial stars shone brightly, making this era of the supreme god as vibrant as a blazing fire, adorned with brocade and flowers, growing ever more brilliant and prosperous.

The emperors soared into the sky, overlooking the world of mortals.

Although almost all of them have underlying mental health issues that are becoming increasingly serious, such as occasional auditory and visual hallucinations, feeling disoriented, and experiencing a sense of alienation from themselves and their surroundings, they are still able to spare some energy to do something.

When the rumor of "Emperor Chu" reaches the ears of powerful figures at the Immortal Emperor level, it always stirs up ripples unintentionally.

If even one Celestial Emperor were to show even the slightest interest and try to deduce what kind of interesting person this was, they would discover that the "Chu Heavenly Emperor" was highly suspicious, as if he were looking at flowers through a fog, like a dream or illusion.

One tells ten, ten tell a hundred... In this era, there are many Immortal Emperors, and lone wolves are no longer popular. People tend to band together and share information.

Ultimately, it became common knowledge.

"call!"

The surging gray fog originated from a coffin, which opened silently, spewing out mysterious mist.

Wherever the fog passes, everything decays and even undergoes bizarre distortions.

Bang!

The coffin lid fell off, and a being stepped out of it, exuding the aura of a Celestial Emperor, as deep and terrifying as an abyss.

In fact, calling this being a "living being" feels somewhat...incongruous.

Because its entire body was covered with long, thick, golden, green, and red fur, which covered bronze-colored scales, making it eerie and unpredictable.

His eyes were a hollow white, a stark contrast to the black, bloody tears streaming down his face.

Then there was the billowing of clouds and the gray mist that swirled around, which was the greatest omen of misfortune in the world. Even the strange creatures of the prehistoric plateau would be stunned and doubt their own legitimacy when they saw it.

The sinister creature stepped out of the coffin and stood there for a long time before its empty eyes seemed to regain their light and clear consciousness.

It gripped the fur on its body and pulled hard, causing jets of dark blood to spurt out and gushing blood, but it didn't care at all.

The next moment, flames burned and purified, burning away the strangeness all over his body. Finally, his black hair flowed down his shoulders, revealing his true appearance, majestic and sacred, becoming the emperor's posture recognized and familiar to the world.

"call!"

The emperor sighed softly, "Turning hidden dangers into symptoms, and guiding mental problems to manifest physically, is truly too difficult."

"You won't know until you try. There are so many hidden dangers in my mind, and I wonder how much terrible malice they contain, trying to usurp 'my' very existence..."

"The purpose of eliciting the symptoms was to distinguish between friend and foe, to deal with them calmly, and to defeat them one by one... But unexpectedly, all those 'symptoms' joined together, as if they had a spirit, overlapping and combining with each other, ultimately leaving me completely confused..."

"Could it be that I must take the final step on this path, burning myself to ashes, perishing with all these ailments, yet leaving behind an undying thought that reflects upon one similar flower after another, inheriting 'my' supernatural powers and path, stepping into the battlefield of destiny, and engaging in a final battle with what remains after cremation?"

"A doctor cannot heal himself, but can rely on the hands of others... After resuscitation, he may return to normal."

"But... can this method really guarantee success? What if it fails..."

The emperor remained silent.

In the past, I spared no effort to reach a higher level. The more exhilarating it was when I was using cheat codes, the more distressing it was when I had to deal with it afterwards.

"Perhaps I should make some preparations..."

"A mysterious being... Chu?"

"What exactly do they control?"

His gaze burned intensely, piercing eternity, illuminating all worlds, and startling countless powerful figures.

"Huh? Fellow Daoist, you came out of the coffin?"

Their gazes, of equal caliber, clashed briefly before receding. A peerless emperor chuckled and transmitted his voice, "Hmm, I didn't expect you to be hiding there... I've passed by many times without noticing. It's truly a case of being blind to one's own light."

Upon hearing this, the Immortal Emperor, who was suffering from illness, looked rather unwell, his divine sense stirring, "No need for you to worry, fellow Daoist. In my opinion, you should take care of yourself!"

The hostility was very clear and there was little to hide.

"Instead of worrying about where I'm buried, you should focus on cleaning up the mess you've made by trying to believe in the wisdom of future generations and trying to cure yourselves with the blood of your descendants!"

The ailing Immortal Emperor hated nothing more than others coveting his coffin.

Originally, it was about seeking life amidst death, living towards death, yet there were other beings who made it impossible for them to die in peace.

He's already sick, not even dead yet, and he's already touching and looking at everything. If he were to actually die one day, he'd make a desperate attempt to cremate himself and bury him... and in the blink of an eye, a tomb-raiding squad would arrive, attacking, smashing, and robbing, pulling off a daring maneuver...

Finally, he even dug up his own grave, threw his coffin out, and wandered through all the worlds...

Just thinking about it makes me feel like I could be brought back to life from anger!

Among them, the Immortal Emperors of the Descendant Stream are the most despicable and the most likely to lead the way in doing such things!

Back then, several "Emperors Ye" appeared out of nowhere, each one seemingly real, extending a helping hand to these Immortal Emperors who were rising in the era of the main gods and were burdened with hidden dangers, and passing on many wonderful methods.

Some "Emperor Ye" instructed them to sacrifice themselves, some "Emperor Ye" instructed them to believe in the wisdom of future generations, and some "Emperor Ye" instructed them to focus their minds and transcend from the demonic shell...

Some "Emperor Ye" emphasize guidance, making the symptoms manifest; some "Emperor Ye" usurp the thrones of emperors, dismembering themselves and wielding their own and the will of Heaven; some "Emperor Ye" encourage them to worship the future and attack the past...

Some "Emperors of the Night" are resolute and determined, using their own bodies as coffins to sacrifice their past lives and thus be reborn; others "Emperors of the Night" prefer to take unconventional paths, also heading towards death, yet they don't even spare their own corpses, wanting to refine them into corpse puppets to pave the way, steal the sky and change the sun, and graft flowers onto trees...

A group of "Emperors Ye" were so talented and beautiful that they dazzled the eyes of all the emperors.

They all look very plausible.

Although everyone believed in their hearts that none of those "Emperor Ye" were real.

It was the last one, "Emperor Ye," who provided real benefits, alleviating some of the ailments of a group of immortal emperors. He also left behind his philosophy, which was incorporated into ancient history, into all living beings, and into all things... He transformed everything, achieving an all-encompassing state of mind and Dao fruit. No matter how much the will to seize a body was, it was all contained and assimilated.

This is good, but it's too difficult, far less simple than the other methods of "Emperor Ye"... although they all seem to have ulterior motives.

But there's no way around it. Sometimes when people make their choices, they don't choose the best one from all the options, but rather the one that they are most likely to succeed at!
Among them, the Immortal Emperors who chose the Descendant Path were the most numerous.

It's obvious at a glance that it's likely closely related to the bloodline techniques circulating in the world today.

And as everyone knows.

The reputation of bloodline cultivators...

Those who know, know.

When facing cultivators of this school, you really have to hide your coffin well, otherwise they might come and empty your coffin one day and covet your ashes... After all, the secrets of the bloodline method contain plenty of strength and means to use the legacy of beings of the same clan, or even beings of the same era or world, to stimulate the activity of one's bloodline and inherit a "legacy"!
Even worse, there are instances of cuckoos occupying the nest and substitutes replacing one thing with another.

If you are an unparalleled powerhouse and have descendants... then once the two sides form a marriage alliance, the bloodline faction will come running, and the descendants will rightfully empty your coffin. Trust in the wisdom of your ancestors!

The era of the main gods is already abstract enough.

However, cultivators who practice bloodline techniques are often even more advanced!

In fact, after undergoing the memory infusion, the impurities of others' memories impacted their mental state, making them much more normal!
The concept of bloodline cultivation has become so abstract.

The branch of the bloodline method, the Descendant Stream, is even more heaven-defying.

What if he is a Celestial Emperor burdened with mental health issues and trying to resolve them through this?

That was indescribable and incomprehensible!
Upon hearing this, the ailing Immortal Emperor looked extremely solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy!
Even though he was once delirious and strangely ominous, with his whole body covered in colorful red hair and bleeding black blood... compared to those immortal emperors whose descendants had died, he still felt that he was too normal!

"Fellow Daoist!" The Immortal Emperor who transmitted the message seemed very sad, "You don't trust me at all, it hurts me deeply!"

"However, fellow Daoist, are you really not going to walk the same path as me?"

"Let us all believe in the wisdom of future generations, entrusting our Dao fruits and our evolutionary paths to our bloodlines, passing them down to future generations, and thus nurturing a Holy Spirit of the evolutionary path..."

"We all advanced through crooked and unorthodox means, and our own Dao fruits are often insufficient... However, if everyone's Dao fruits are combined in the bodies of later generations, perhaps the situation will be different... What do you think, fellow Daoist?"

"Hmm, let's burn all our bodies in this life, and let our descendants grab a handful of ashes and refine them in an instant... Are fallen petals heartless things? They turn into spring mud to protect the flowers!"

"..."

This immortal emperor kept rambling on and on, which made the sick immortal emperor's face turn black.

He endured it again and again, until finally he couldn't bear it anymore, "And then, am I just going to make wedding dresses for you?"

"When it comes to limits, I can't compete with you guys. If my bloodline were to be integrated into it, it might just be refined by you in an instant!"

"Don't mention it again!"

The Sick Immortal Emperor knew all too well.

With his integrity, he can't fit into that circle at all... So what if they're both Immortal Emperors?

In the final moments, when the descendants reached the Great Perfection and the bloodline and holy spirit reached the Great Perfection, all the shareholders voted, and damn it, they were all against the other side!

Who told the other side to be so indiscriminate, producing humans like crazy, practically indiscriminately, not sparing any race, just to amplify the mark hidden in their bloodline?!

"Alas..." the Immortal Emperor lamented, "The deception failed, what a pity..."

"..." The Sick Immortal Emperor was speechless, utterly speechless, and could only awkwardly change the subject, "You people have been awake all this time, constantly wandering the mortal realm, either sowing seeds or creating humans. You must know more than us Immortal Emperors who are immersed in our own lives..."

"What's going on these days? Does this mean you guys can also have your mishaps?"

"I see the world in turmoil, the very fate of the bloodline method is in turmoil... how can you remain calm?"

The Sick Immortal Emperor was both curious and amused.

"So what if you can sit still? So what if you can't?"

The Immortal Emperor said calmly, "How do you know that the changes in the Bloodline Law are unrelated to us?"

"Time, years, the passing of time... Although it seems that some supreme being is secretly influencing things, we have also contributed a little bit of insignificant power!"

"Let all bloodlines that can be merged—past, present, and future—merge, accelerate our healing process, eradicate hidden dangers in our spirits, and refine us with the power of time..."

Upon hearing this, the Sick Immortal Emperor was moved, his expression turning grave. "You... are you both fueling the flames?!"

"Interesting... considering that everything is under your control now?"

"Not necessarily," the Immortal Emperor sighed. "Who dares to claim they can calculate everything under heaven?"

“At first, we were confident... but gradually, things got a little out of control. There were other forces interfering with us, and they were definitely not benevolent!”

"Those are also Celestial Emperors, and their numbers are definitely not small. They may even surpass us, with endless potential, which makes us all tremble with fear."

"Fortunately, those people seemed to be holding back on something and didn't dare to go all out, which allowed us to maintain a stalemate and not fall behind..."