A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 624 Rumors in the Starry Sky
Yongyu gazed at the "Mysterious Lord," who had already occupied one-tenth of his Dao Fruit and was constantly influencing his "Dao" and "Dharma," and after a moment of silence, slowly nodded.

His turbulent heart gradually calmed down, his expression became serene, and he said, "That is indeed reasonable. As someone who has reached the pinnacle of power, it is only natural to have many titles. So, when will the other side of 'me' return its power?"

"The Ancestor has given the order that we must either destroy all the heavens and myriad realms or completely annihilate them. Now I need the power of the End of the Road to tear apart those Immortal Emperor formations and complete the mission."

Xuanjun's smile faded slightly. "So eager? Did the Ancestor say when the grand sacrifice to all the heavens and myriad realms would be held?"

He paused briefly, gazing into the calm lake of his heart, as if he could see into the deepest emotions of his "true self," and continued, "Or is it that the appearance of the Emperor makes you feel troubled, or even terrified, fearing that he will become another Desolate One in the future?"

"Oh, besides fearing that this Heavenly Emperor would become another Desolate One, there was also a bit of jealousy and resentment."

“I envy Huang’s talent. I envy that he has only cultivated for less than an epoch, yet he has already established himself in the End of the Road Domain, attained the Immortal Emperor Dao Fruit, and even has the heaven-defying talent to fight against the Ancestor. I resent that ‘I’ have cultivated for nearly a hundred epochs and still need to sacrifice my hometown, my blood relatives, and almost everything I own to gain a foothold in the End of the Road Domain and attain the highest level of the End of the Road.”

Xuanjun's tone gradually lowered, "Indeed, we should be jealous, even resentful. This is an enormous injustice. Why can he so easily make rapid progress in his cultivation, while we, after attaining the highest level of cultivation, have cultivated for hundreds of millions of years and still cannot make even the slightest progress?"

"In just tens of millions of years, he grew from a level where he would have to fight desperately against any random Supreme Being at the End of the Path in the Calamity Land, to a level where he could casually silence an End of the Path, a level that even the Ancestor had to be wary of."

For no apparent reason, a sense of resentment and sorrow, that despite countless eons of painstaking cultivation, it could not compare to the cultivation and enlightenment others had gained in just a few million years, slowly emanated from around Xuanjun's consciousness.

As Yongyu listened to the words that penetrated deep into consciousness, he also felt a strange resonance and fully understood this special and subtle emotion.

However, it is not surprising. It is normal for beings like the Emperor and Huang, who have attained the highest level of cultivation in such a short period of time, not to understand or have ever had such thoughts. But Xuanjun is his other side, a new consciousness born within his Dao Fruit. It is perfectly normal for him to have such special and subtle emotions.

Yongyu looked at Xuanjun and said, "That's why you want to return the power to me so that I can break through that damned barrier as soon as possible and let the high priest perform a grand sacrifice to all the heavens and myriad realms."

"Although the Ancestor did not specify when this grand sacrifice should be completed, the faster we complete it, the sooner we can absorb a wisp of feedback from the grand sacrifice and advance further. Moreover, after completing the Ancestor's command, there will be some rewards, which will further enhance our strength."

"This is the only way to clearly increase one's power, which is far better than sitting in meditation for billions of years and gaining nothing."

Xuan Jun gave a strange smile, and a faint light reflected from his monocle, completely obscuring the slight emotion in his right eye.

He said, "But I have another way to enhance my power even more than completing this grand ceremony across all realms. I need to use the power within my Dao Fruit here."

Yongyu's expression froze slightly, then his eyes flashed with longing as he immediately asked, "What kind of method is this? Besides the Great Sacrifice to All Worlds, is there any other way to clearly enhance one's own power?"

With a hint of madness on his face, Xuanjun said softly, "Of course it's still the Grand Sacrifice. However, without the Grand Sacrifice, there are barriers protecting all the heavens and myriad realms. Without the Grand Sacrifice, there are no barriers protecting the heavens. And without the Grand Sacrifice, there are no Grand Sacrifice to the remaining small realms in the sea. These worlds are protected by the beings at the end of the road. It's too inefficient."

"I want to return to Eden and perform the Great Sacrifice!"

Yongyu was instantly stunned, pointed at Xuanjun, and trembled all over.

He shouted, his voice trembling slightly, "You're insane! Xuanjun, you're absolutely insane! You actually want to return to Etu and hold a grand sacrifice!"

Xuanjun took off his monocle, a smile that sent chills down Yongyu's spine, and slowly walked towards him, repeatedly pointing lightly at his heart.

His words seemed to carry a seductive quality, as deep as an abyss: "As the supreme being of the Four Extremes Floating Earth, 'Original Body,' you've always been burying things, so why haven't you ever thought of burying the Calamity Earth?"

"The 'I' you want to be sad is 'you,' and 'you' is 'me.' We had this thought right after we stepped into the highest point of the road!"

"After all, human sacrifice, or rather, grand sacrifice, is really too useful. As long as you are willing to sacrifice, you can keep improving and constantly enhance your cultivation. You should know that even the ancestors would issue orders for us to hold grand sacrifices regularly."

"The heavens above are far greater than the myriad realms of the present world, and the land of Calamity is also far, far greater than the heavens above."

Once the entire land of Calamity is completely sacrificed, perhaps an eleventh ancestor will appear!
Xuanjun didn't say it aloud, but Yongyu, staring into his eyes which had turned eerily red, completely understood the almost explicit meaning.

Do you yearn to be the progenitor?
How could I not long for it!

Any Dark Immortal Emperor would desperately crave this!

However, to become an ancestor, there must be a current ancestor who is eternally silenced and cannot be revived even by the plateau. Then, the remaining ancestors will select one that they recognize from among the many Dark Immortal Emperors. Only after this can they possibly "succeed" to the throne within the plateau.

There are ten founding ancestors, that is, ten positions, no more and no less.

However, Yongyu now seems to see a possibility of circumventing this limitation. Without relying on the "position" of the progenitor, forcibly sacrificing a world so vast that even the heavens and all the myriad realms cannot compare, thereby bypassing certain special restrictions, and like that progenitor of the Pollen Road, stepping into the level called "Sacrifice Path" on his own, seems to be entirely feasible.
Yongyu thought Xuanjun was crazy, but it was he who was crazy; Xuanjun was just one aspect of himself.
More importantly, he was tempted, deeply tempted by this crazy act!
Now, Yongyu felt that the thread of reason he had was extremely fragile. The only things that could prevent him from completely agreeing with Xuanjun's words were the supreme beings at the end of their paths within the Calamity Land and the power possessed by the ten progenitors.

Xuanjun naturally considered this as well. He put his monocle back on, suppressing all his outward madness, and offered advice in a gentle voice, "Our fellow Daoists and the venerable ancestors within the Calamity Land will certainly not allow it, but sacrifices are a flexible matter." Xuanjun's voice was incredibly gentle, "A grand sacrifice to all realms is undoubtedly a live sacrifice of many true spirits, sacrificing the primordial energy between heaven and earth, and sacrificing the spirituality existing in all things. However, it is not impossible to sacrifice them separately."

"The cycle of life and death within the Calamity Land is no less than that of the myriad realms and the heavens above. And at this very moment, the number of beings constantly being born and dying is countless. Although the quality is a bit poor, if we stockpile them, we can still barely fill a gap."

"If, during this period, some Dao Ancestors who could have reached the pinnacle of enlightenment were to turn on each other and inevitably perish, then their Dao fruits and blood bones could serve as a small snack to fill their stomachs, wouldn't they?"

Hearing Xuanjun's words, Yongyu opened his mouth, his whole body trembling slightly with longing, but he still wanted to say something to refuse, pulling himself back to his senses.

However, Xuanjun waved his hand and said quietly, "'Main Body', you are a supreme being who came to destroy all the worlds by order of the Ancestor, but whose 'Immortal Emperor Law' and 'Immortal Emperor Power' were stripped away in the war."

"It's nothing more than taking things from the Calamity Land that were about to disappear in an attempt to heal one's own 'injuries.' Do you think other beings of the same realm would harbor hostility towards you for these illusory illusions that are not even of the same realm?"

"With a continuous stream of feedback, I might be able to condense another Dao Fruit of the same realm based on the Dao Fruit I have cultivated in my 'main body'."

"These are not two different Immortal Emperor techniques, but two different Dao Fruits. 'Original Body,' you should understand what that means."

Yongyu's trembling body gradually calmed down. He looked at the smiling Xuanjun and fell silent. His consciousness slowly left the space within the Dao Fruit.

Upon seeing Yongyu disappear, Xuanjun's smile grew increasingly eerie. He slowly walked out of the Immortal Emperor's Dao Fruit, controlling a wisp of Immortal Emperor's magical power that was circulating within the Emperor's body. Without encountering the slightest resistance, it left the body and broke through the air towards the direction of the Calamity Land.

Beyond all the heavens and myriad realms.

Sensing that a wisp of Immortal Emperor's power, carrying Yongyu's consciousness, was leaving his body and heading towards the Calamity Land, the Dark Immortal Emperor and the High Priest of the Ancient Underworld only glanced at it slightly. Yongyu, who was still meditating with his eyes closed, paid no attention to the wisp of Immortal Emperor's power emanating from his body.

Yongyu's Immortal Emperor Technique and Immortal Emperor Mana are currently affected, making it difficult for him to fight with all his might. However, this does not mean that he cannot even control a wisp of Immortal Emperor Mana. Now, carrying a wisp of consciousness attached to Immortal Emperor Mana, he is heading away from all the heavens and myriad realms towards the Calamity Land. It is highly likely that he is going to other fellow Daoists to seek methods that may solve his own problems and to utilize resources at the end of the road level.

If Yongyu could shorten the recovery time, they could break through this barrier sooner and put that damned emperor to eternal damnation.

Beyond the myriad realms, the endless battle raged on as always, and the thick "barrier" supported by multiple Immortal Emperor formations and numerous Immortal Emperor weapons continued to crack and then close up again, becoming perfectly intact.

The only difference is that the trajectory of fate at the end of the road has forked in a way that even those at the highest level of the road cannot detect. And the final direction of this fork is the starting point of this trajectory of fate, which vaguely forms a circle that is somewhat illusory but full of destiny.
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In the big universe.

A young man who had just survived the tribulation of sainthood held a stone tower the size of half a palm in his hand, constantly absorbing the power of a star. He slowly repaired his own damage with the "Secret of the Character 'Zhe'", and rearranged his own scriptures with the insights he had just gained from exploring the divine forbidden realm, thus perfecting his foundation of the Dao.

After a long while, once his injuries had completely healed and his cultivation had been thoroughly and completely stabilized at the peak of the Saint realm, he opened his eyes, and a wisp of scorching solar Dao essence emanated from his entire body.

Turning back to look at the Ziwei Starfield, hundreds of light-years away, which faintly exudes the essence of Taiyin, he sighed softly, "It seems that nearly two hundred thousand years have passed since the Taiyin Holy Emperor held the Heavenly Heart. It seems that the days of the Taiyin Holy Emperor holding the Heavenly Heart have been even longer than those of the Heavenly Emperor?"

"However, this is a good thing. The longer the Taiyin Holy Emperor reigns, the greater the benefits that the human race can obtain, and as a member of the human race, I am also a beneficiary of this."

But soon, a hint of confusion appeared in the boy's eyes, "But... why are there rumors circulating from time to time within the Taiyin Sect founded by the Taiyin Holy Emperor that the Taiyin Holy Emperor's condition is somewhat off? He often sits silently on his throne, his hands are weak as he flips through government documents, and his eyes seem lifeless and empty, as if..."

It's like someone suffering from dementia.
For the Holy Emperor of the human race, the Heavenly Heart Emperor who governs all worlds, certain words were far too impolite. The young man swallowed his last words and did not utter them.

Regardless, these "rumors" have already spread far and wide. In the Spirit Realm, many human quasi-emperors have mentioned them very subtly, while quasi-emperors from other races have also made light of the fact that the Taiyin Saint Emperor in the Ziwei Star Region is old and no longer capable of handling things. More importantly, the Taiyin Saint Emperor himself has not come forward to refute these rumors.

This subtle trend made the boy holding the stone tower feel that something special was about to happen in the future universe. However, during his travels to many life-bearing stars and even ancient life-bearing stars, he found no trace of the impending great change.

Every human tribe and every human city worships the statue of the Taiyin Holy Emperor, offering him the power of faith. Great immortal clans and lineages, such as the Zhulong, also hold the Taiyin Holy Emperor in high esteem, sending him annually semi-immortal medicines and immortal longevity pills to extend the lifespan of four generations of emperors, thus prolonging the Holy Emperor's lifespan even further.

The young man pinched his fingers and began to divine, “Ancient books record that the Taiyin Holy Emperor sublimated his Taiyin Divine Body in his first life, giving rise to an immortal body from the mortal world, with a lifespan of 30,000 years. In his second life, he would have a lifespan of at least 60,000 years, and in his third life, he would have a lifespan of at least 120,000 years.”

"This is the fourth incarnation, the first incarnation in which the cultivation has just entered the realm of immortality. According to the predictions of the quasi-emperors of the human race, the lifespan of the Holy Emperor will definitely be even longer. In addition, the major immortal clans and immortal lineages will send half-immortal medicine and immortal longevity pills every year. Judging from the Holy Emperor taking them, his lifespan should be at least 300,000 years."

"Now, the fourth incarnation of the Taiyin Holy Emperor has been going on for a little over two hundred thousand years. If he wants to live to the fifth incarnation and sever the Heavenly Heart, he still has more than one hundred thousand years to go. It's even less likely that there will be any problems."

"But why does the entire universe seem to be filled with such a strange atmosphere?"

The boy, whose entire body radiated the essence of the sun, looked at the small stone pagoda in his hand, scratched his head, and seemed somewhat puzzled.

(End of this chapter)