Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 827 I'm here to take you all in.
A cold and desolate land.

Shen Yi walked slowly, and with his arrival, the originally gray world was bathed in clear light and regained its brilliance.

He lowered his eyes to look at his palm, where he saw a delicate golden cicada.

Shen Yi wasn't too concerned about the news that came from it. After all, after he killed the Joyful True Buddha and the Eastern Emperor, those two leaders who had reached the Transcendent level must have also discovered that the Heavenly Dao was missing these two incomparably dazzling Dao Fruits and positions.

In this situation, he would inevitably have to endure the pursuit of the powerful figures who had transcended the boundaries of power.

Whether it's one or two people who come, it doesn't seem to make much difference.

What surprised Shen Yi was that the matter of the Ancestral Gods was involved, which affected the two Transcendent Ones and prevented them from immediately freeing up their hands.

"A little more time?"

Shen Yi smiled self-deprecatingly, his five fingers slightly spread, watching the golden cicada gradually turn into quicksand and dissipate.

Compared to the matter itself, he found it more surprising that Master Zhikong was now able to use such a profound communication technique.

As an old friend, he was genuinely happy for this master.

The other party was the monk who was most like a monk in the Bodhi Sect. Back in Jianyang Prefecture, the master possessed great strength, yet he repeatedly yielded to an old mortal woman. Even when he was turned into a black dog by the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, he always adhered to his beliefs and refused to gain freedom by betraying others.

Even after seeing the truth and discovering how cruel and ruthless the great religion where he had spent half his life was, he did not give up on himself. Instead, he left the great religion and used his useful body to give back to the world.

Even now, Master Zhikong is able to overhear the discussions between the leaders, so his status is undoubtedly high and his future is bright. Yet, he still sent me this golden cicada without hesitation.

Shen Yi has trusted very few people, but fortunately, he has never mistrusted anyone so far.

"call."

He composed himself and continued walking forward.

Everyone felt that for Shen Yi now, that imperial aura that protected the land was the last straw in his hand to save his life, and he would definitely hold on to it tightly and refuse to let go.

But the truth is quite the opposite.

No one would go to the trouble of spending a huge amount of effort to eliminate a "transcendent" who has already fallen and will eventually be devoured.

Only when she no longer needed to worry about the world did Shen Yi finally feel free from all her constraints.

He can wholeheartedly pursue that elusive chance of victory.

In the current situation, the only way forward is to transcend oneself. Coupled with the imperial aura in the mortal realm that is comparable to transcendence, and the two leaders forming a two-against-two situation, only then can lasting peace be brought to the mortal world.

But Shen Yi had no clue whatsoever.

He couldn't possibly believe the Eastern Emperor's words. Although the possibility of the other party lying was extremely slim given that his life was in his hands, if he believed him... wouldn't that be tantamount to admitting defeat?

Just as I had thought, Shen Yi carried the trust of so many people who risked their lives to help him get to this position.

From Master Zhikong's initial five-grade fruit-ranking scripture, to the later exposure of his deeds leading to his transformation into livestock, to Empress Houtu's refusal to reveal her whereabouts to the two religions rather than be suppressed, if not for this, how could I have had the opportunity to wait peacefully in the Southern Continent and obtain that blood jade?

Not to mention the human emperor who voluntarily gave up transcendence, seeking only peace and well-being in the human world.

Too many people have made sacrifices along the way.

Shen Yi cannot afford to lose.

He must provide an answer that will put his mind at ease regarding these sacrifices.

The only remaining means Shen Yi possesses is the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

The two sects only knew that he could annihilate those immortals and Buddhas who had entered the Heavenly Dao, but he never showed these sect leaders that he also had the ability to bring these immortals and Buddhas back to life.

Even with a large number of people, it seems futile in the face of transcendence.

But ultimately, the enemy is weaker and we are stronger, and so the balance shifts. If we can establish a new Heavenly Way, why can't we find a new path to transcendence?

……

Above the mansion, amidst the deep abyss and high cliffs.

The immortals sensed the turbulence in the surrounding atmosphere and their expressions suddenly became much more solemn.

They exchanged a glance, and both saw the worry in each other's eyes.

Empress Houtu... still won't give up!

Even though the suppression of this goddess was a decision made jointly by the two sects, she was, after all, the emperor of the Three Immortals Sect. The immortals would feel somewhat strange about taking action against her.

"Your Majesty, I wish to go down and persuade the Empress."

Xuanweizi stood up and bowed to the purple-robed Taoist in front of him.

Unless absolutely necessary, he truly did not want to take the step of tearing off the mask of civility. The great calamity would eventually end, and even if the Earth Goddess Houtu was being ostracized now, after countless calamities had passed, the other party would still be that same Emperor, and everyone would still have to get along.

"Forget it."

The Arctic Emperor slightly raised his hand, coldly looking down into the abyss, and said indifferently, "Unrepentant to the end, no amount of persuasion can change that."

As an emperor, having one's heart in the mortal world is a grave taboo.

The cult leader has already given her so many chances. If she still chooses to make the same mistake again, then we will have no choice but to invoke the cult's laws.

"..."

Xuanweizi's expression froze for a moment, but he could only sit back down.

Kiyomitsu glanced at him with a hint of mockery, then looked away and continued to calmly close her eyes to rest.

These fools, trusting that kid surnamed Shen so easily, have been played like puppets. They have utterly disgraced our great sect. Even now, they're still acting like clowns.

If it were up to him, the leader should suppress this group of people and Houtu together at the bottom of this abyss, and after dealing with Shen Yi's troubles, select the Twelve Golden Immortals. Once his loyal followers have achieved the first rank, he could simply replace them with a new batch of emperors.

The sect leader is still too soft-hearted!

Below the abyss.

Stone Mother clenched her sleeves tightly, her gaze sweeping resentfully over the figures above her, from the Arctic Emperor to the group of immortals, and then to the young monk.

These people show no regard for camaraderie among fellow disciples, yet they dare to bully an emperor like this!
In particular, the Arctic Emperor was unwilling to give the Empress even a way out, clearly intending to take the opportunity to suppress her and distinguish the superiority of the six emperors.

She glanced at Houtu Niangniang and found that the other woman was much quieter than usual. Her face was no longer haggard, and her eyes and brows were once again filled with majesty.

This is not a sign of having come to terms with things, but rather a sign of intending to take a gamble.

"It's over..."

In despair, Shi Mu loosened her five fingers. Although the Empress and the North Pole were both Emperors, the other party now had the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation to help them. Even if they were far from transcending, they were still able to fight on par with the remaining sect leaders.

It seems that, in the past and future, there is still a layer between the leaders of the Shangqing and Taiqing sects and ordinary emperors and true Buddhas.

This was almost an unwinnable battle.

Not to mention, that young monk also represented a true religious leader.

"I've thought about it for a long time, and I want to do a lot of things."

Houtu Niangniang suddenly opened her eyes, her voice gentle: "But I always worry that my interference might bring even greater trouble to others."

"But now I suddenly understand."

The emperor slowly stood up, raising his eyes to look at the assembled immortals above: "You never intended to leave any way out for the mortal realm, nor would you possibly spare that child." "Things are already this bad; how much worse can they get?"

At this point, a relieved smile appeared on Houtu Niangniang's face: "If I sit here and do nothing, nothing will change. I might as well do whatever I want. Whether it is beneficial to the situation or not, at least I will feel much better."

"That's probably what that child was thinking too..."

Houtu Niangniang seemed uncertain, but a smile played on her lips, revealing her neat, white teeth: "Do your best?"

The moment the words left his mouth, the entire abyss began to shake violently, whether the bottom of the abyss was rising or the cliffs were breaking apart.

Amidst a deafening roar, the mansion rose to a position level with the immortals.

The moment the woman slowly stepped out of the mansion.

All the immortals pinched their fingertips and shouted sternly, "Your Majesty, please retreat to the bottom of the abyss!"

The Arctic Emperor raised an eyebrow slightly. He had thought that this woman was stubborn and taking the opportunity to vent her anger, and that he could just suppress her. However, he could hear a hint of a desperate struggle in her words just now!

Apart from the two transcendent beings, no one in the world can ignore an emperor who disregards the cost.

Other sect leaders couldn't do it, and even with the blessing of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, he couldn't do it.

We can certainly win, but it will inevitably be a Pyrrhic victory.

But the Arctic Emperor did not panic. Instead, he looked at Jin Chanzi not far away and said, "I trouble you, little monk, to invite the future World Honored One to descend."

After saying that, he calmly looked back at Houtu Niangniang: "I will give you one last chance. Go back, and you will still be one of the Six Emperors."

The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, plus a future Buddha.

The fact that the Arctic Emperor could speak to Houtu in such a tone already shows that he was giving her a lot of face.

"Would you like to make a bet?"

Houtu Niangniang stood in front of the magnificent mansion, clearly with only her disciple beside her, yet facing the entire foundation of the Three Immortals Sect, her expression grew increasingly relaxed.

"What are we betting on?" The Arctic Emperor's face darkened.

"I'll bet on whether I can bring you back to the Heavenly Dao before I exhaust all my life's tribulations."

Before she finished speaking, Houtu Niangniang suddenly soared into the sky, her jade bottle in her hand overturned, and a mighty torrent rushed out from it, instantly engulfing the world.

The water in the bottle can easily refine the physical body of the Great Free Bodhisattva.

Now, having received the full power of an Emperor, even the Arctic Emperor would need to mobilize the entire Myriad Immortals Formation to barely withstand the attack if he did not wish to suffer any damage.

But they were faced with a raging torrent.

The Arctic Emperor, however, seemed to have seen through everything, a fleeting hint of disdain playing on his lips.

It merely used the magic power of the Golden Immortals to slightly slow down the torrent, while it calmly raised its palm, and the soaring light of the treasure transformed into an inverted bell shape, crashing down towards the void.

"I have never doubted your courage to fight to the death."

"But everyone knows that you are always preoccupied with external things."

As towering waves splashed down, a figure stood with his hands hanging down beneath the bell formed by the precious light.

The mockery in the Arctic Emperor's eyes deepened: "Even if you deliberately put on a relieved appearance, a little thought will make it clear that even if you really return to the Heavenly Dao with me, you can't help the person you want to help, because I am here to keep an eye on you by imperial decree."

"You just want to use this opportunity to back out."

"After all, if you escape, the two sects will have to do everything they can to hunt down the two of them, which will divert some of their attention from the person you mentioned."

"Tell me, am I right?"

As the voice of the Arctic Emperor resounded throughout the heavens and earth, the immortals who had all paled beneath the great waves realized that this terrifying divine power was nothing more than a smokescreen to deceive others.

Xuanweizi smiled helplessly.

Inside the mansion, Stone Mother's face was filled with despair.

Beneath the bronze bell, the woman slowly clenched her fists.

As the saying goes, a kind person is easily bullied.

That's because kind people have too many flaws and concerns, and their thoughts are too easily seen through and exploited.

"Now you really have to fight this emperor to the death."

The Arctic Emperor chuckled and slowly clenched his fists: "Then let's make another bet. I'll bet that even if you abandon everything, you can still cast me into the Heavenly Dao before the Future Buddha arrives."

It was less of a bet and more of a joke.

With the support of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, the Northern Emperor's strength was already superior to that of Houtu Niangniang. In addition, he was not in a hurry at all and would not give his opponent any chance.

The Buddha's cultivation is so profound that he can arrive here in the blink of an eye. What chance does this lady have?

Upon hearing this, Kiyomitsu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"..."

No one noticed that Jin Chanzi sat there lost in thought, showing no intention of informing the Future Buddha at all.

Just then, a familiar voice rang in his ears.

Monk Zhikong's expression changed drastically. He subconsciously looked around, and only when he saw that everyone had raised their eyes did he realize that this was not a private transmission of voice. That clear voice echoed in the sky without any concealment.

"I think there shouldn't be any problem."

Everyone looked into the distance with complicated expressions.

There were no unusual phenomena in the heavens and earth, and not even a ripple in the atmosphere.

That familiar figure, the young man who once stood at the forefront of the entire Three Immortals Sect, strolled closer with a leisurely air.

"Ho!"

The lifeless Chi Yunzi suddenly raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and stared straight at that fair and handsome face.

Not long after they parted, they met again. The same golden hairpin and black robe, the same calm expression, but the other person now possessed an indescribable air of nobility.

That's the aura of an emperor!
“You really…became emperor…” Xuanweizi’s breathing was rapid. He never imagined that he and the others would see Shen Yi again in this way.

The former Jade Void Universe True Lord should now respectfully address the other party as the Jade Emperor.

"You actually dare to come out?"

The Arctic Emperor had never seen this boy before, but based on the reactions of those around him, he immediately recognized the young man's identity.

He felt a slight tightening in his heart, but his face still maintained that confident and in control expression.

Just hearing about this person's deeds is enough to imagine what a vicious man he was.

The fact that the other party dared to step out of the protection of the imperial aura and come to him at this moment sounds somewhat bizarre, but it is so reasonable when it happens to this person.

It's just in time...

With the future Buddha presiding over this place, this tremendous achievement has actually been delivered to our doorstep on its own initiative!
(End of this chapter)