A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 674 The "Reincarnated" Emperor's Corpse

Ten thousand years have passed quietly once again.

At the summit of Shencan Ridge, Qi Jing's manifested primordial spirit glanced at the Heavenly Heart Mark that had descended from the Mythical Battlefield, and then looked at the God Emperor beside him, who had an air of certainty.

He shook his increasingly fluffy, bluish-gray fur and joked, "Our Divine Emperor, in what way do you intend to rule the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?"

The God Emperor pondered for a few moments, "After seizing the Heavenly Heart, I must first live out my fourth life. My lifespan in my third life is almost over. Managing the lives of all the heavens and mortal realms will have to wait."

Saki's expression immediately fell. "It'll be a while before I can start working."

When the supreme emperor who holds the Heavenly Heart is not in power, the heavens and mortal realm are looked after by more than three thousand kings in rotation.

Although all that is needed is to ensure that these worlds are not completely destroyed by various disasters, and with the Spirit Realm serving as the "computing center" to assist, even a Celestial King would feel annoyed by the countless divisions of his mind that spread throughout all worlds after ten thousand years.

No living being wants to face a bunch of complicated, repetitive tasks that are prone to bugs and require urgent fixing.

This period of absence of the supreme emperor was filled by Qi Jing, the Emperor Light Immortal King.

For the past ten thousand years, not only has the main body been creating chaos and life star fields, but the avatars have also been unable to find peace, unable to calmly cultivate and comprehend the Dao. The constant and sudden notifications from the [Spirit Realm] about the natural disasters that require his urgent repair have almost completely overwhelmed him.

The length of time the God Emperor is away from his post is roughly the same as the number of years he will likely remain in office.

Thinking of this, Qi Jing patted the sacred mountain beneath her with her paw with a slight sense of irritation, causing the Divine Silkworm Ridge to shake a few times.

The Divine Emperor's expression hardened slightly, and he subtly swayed his divine power to calm everything down. "I won't keep you waiting for long, fellow Daoist. I only have less than a thousand years of lifespan left. With the help of this Daoist temple, my Nirvana transformation will be extremely fast."

Upon hearing this, Qi Jing was stunned. His clone did not yet have the cultivation of immortality, so it was difficult for him to see through the God Emperor's inner state at this moment. However, judging from his strong spirit and energy, he really did not look like someone whose lifespan was about to end.

Logically speaking, someone with a lifespan of ten thousand years now has less than a thousand years left, so their vital energy should be declining, right?

With his body declining, how could he compete with a group of "young" men for the heart of the sky?

I'm afraid that after a fierce battle, I'll lose even more of my lifespan.
Qi Jing suddenly realized something, and a look of understanding flashed in his eyes. This was probably all the God Emperor's scheme, which was exactly what both sides wanted to achieve as soon as possible.

The Divine Emperor nodded slightly, as if confirming some of Qi Jing's guesses, and slowly dissipated into the void. "I will first go to the Mythical Battlefield to retrieve the Heavenly Heart, and then we will talk again later."

Qi Jing closed his eyes slightly, clicked his tongue softly, and looked at the Mythical Battlefield with a hint of schadenfreude.

As far as he knew, there were quite a few people who had severed their Immortal King Dao Fruits in recent years and "reincarnated" as King-level beings in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to rebuild their cultivation.

Last time, the Spirit Emperor emerged as a dark horse, and this time the Divine Emperor has entered the fray. Some "reincarnated" fellow Daoists who are plotting against the will of Heaven must be turning their faces black.

As for whether the God Emperor might fail?
Qi Jing chuckled. These "reincarnated" fellow cultivators were fine as long as they adhered to the rules and didn't use the trump cards of the King Realm left over from their previous lives; but once they did...
The one vying for the heart of heaven is no longer the "Divine Emperor," but the "Divine Silkworm Immortal King."
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Myth battlefield.

Thousands of supreme emperors gathered here, and terrifying battles broke out one after another. The terrifyingly powerful immortal attacks were happening all around, and emperors were lying dead on the spot at every moment. Their flesh and bones had covered the battlefield with a thick layer of blood.

Suddenly, as if by telepathy, dozens of supreme emperors simultaneously activated forbidden chapters, activating several of the Nine Secrets, driving the Immortal Source through their Sea of ​​Wheels, and unleashing a series of immortal attacks that nearly reached the level of a late-stage True Immortal, causing the immortal light to almost pierce through the entire battlefield.

"No! I refuse to accept this!"

The king of the Silver Horn Clan, whose entire body was radiating the light of the moon, roared. Faced with this indiscriminate attack of the immortals, he even burned his own essence, wanting to risk everything to defy the heavens and destroy all these immortal lights.

However, those dozens of supreme emperors had icy expressions, causing the divine power within their bodies to roar. In an instant, the immortal light that almost pierced through the mythical battlefield became even more dazzling, and the offensive and killing power became even more terrifying. Under the collision of various immortal laws, their power was truly sublimated to the level of a late-stage True Immortal.

Various celestial lights flashed, evolving into strange phenomena as attacks roared, yet the battlefield gradually became "quiet."

The Silver Horn Clan's emperor died. His brow was torn apart by a beam of Five Elements Immortal Light, exposing the broken Immortal Platform that emitted wisps of immortal light. The Immortal Platform Liquid, which could make mortal beings ascend to immortality, flowed down, creating a scene of Taiyin flying immortals on the blood-stained battlefield.

A few breaths later, the sounds of falling immortals echoed from the immortal platforms. Those who died at this moment were not only this emperor, but also thousands of emperors from various races and disciples from various immortal sects.

The few remaining supreme emperors, lying across the mythical battlefield and still alive, are now few and far between.

A three-life holy spirit, whose body was cracked and whose immortal golden weapon was shattered into dust, maintained his life with the "Heaven-Mending Technique". He tremblingly connected with the [Spirit Realm] through his consciousness and teleported away. Outside the mythical battlefield, he stared intently at the extreme emperor who seemed to still have energy left in the arena.

With a look of resentment and utter helplessness, she murmured, "I know there are countless people in the world with unparalleled talent, but I have already cultivated to the Three Realms of Ultimate Dao, so why is there still such a huge gap? Isn't my Holy Spirit Clan the clan with the most prosperous fortune in the universe?"

"Heh, it is precisely because of the prosperity of the Holy Spirit Clan that you, the Holy Spirit Clan's emperor, were able to survive in the Mythical Battlefield." A burly man, missing a hand and a corner, and covered in wild Daoist runes, staggered over, leaning on a broken totem pole, and sat down beside the Holy Spirit Clan's emperor.

Seeing that this burly man had survived one terrifying ultimate formation after another, yet his vital energy had not yet deteriorated to freezing point, and the ultimate imperial weapon in his hand had not been completely shattered, one could tell how powerful he was.

At least, after withdrawing from the struggle for the Heavenly Heart, it still retains a certain level of ultimate combat power.

Looking at the expression on the face of the Holy Spirit Clan Emperor Bu Pin, this burly man with a pair of bull horns on his forehead continued calmly, "You Holy Spirit Clan members were already able to come into contact with the laws of heaven and earth and touch the great Dao of the universe while you were still in the stone embryo. You used your innate Xuanhuang Qi to exchange for the various methods engraved within you by the Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable and then practice them."

"When the gestation is complete and the child is born, without the need for many resources, he will naturally possess the cultivation of the highest level in the human world, making all the creatures of the starry sky envious."

"But because of this, most of you members of the Holy Spirit Clan lack a crucial period of training."

The Holy Spirit Clan's emperor retorted, "I am certainly aware of this extremely obvious flaw. Since my birth, I have used the various conveniences of the [Spirit Realm] to make up for this flaw. Furthermore, I have traveled to the edge of the universe to earn Xuanhuang merits and collect more immortal-level techniques."

The burly man, whose vitality was still vigorous, chuckled softly, "Is it really made up for? Perhaps it only made up for part of it, and there are still some shortcomings that we did not know before."

“If it were truly perfect and flawless, you wouldn’t be in this situation, unable to even participate in the final ‘decisive battle’.”

"When I was young, I was a member of my clan's immortal soldiers and watched the Spirit Emperor's battle to seize the Heavenly Heart. He was far stronger than you, fellow Daoist." Among the three emperors who are currently able to enter the Mythical Battlefield to compete for the Heavenly Heart, which one cannot unleash an attack at the level of a four-generation emperor or an early True Immortal?

However, there are always stronger hands among the strong. Comprehending the laws of immortality and unleashing immortal attacks is merely a ticket to the beginning.

If one truly hopes to win the favor of Heaven, without various secret methods and corresponding talent, and without elevating the forbidden chapters of one's own scriptures to the mid-stage of True Immortal, or even approaching the late-stage, one simply cannot persist until the end.

The Holy Spirit Clan's ruler was speechless; she understood this principle.

Even so, she never imagined that so many supreme emperors could unleash attacks at the mid-stage or even late-stage True Immortal level. This was truly astonishing.

Dozens of them! Even excluding a few "reincarnated" Immortal Kings, the remaining Supreme Emperors are all people of this era.

The Holy Spirit Clan's emperor sighed helplessly, severing the remaining resentment with his Heart Sword, and looked at the burly man sitting beside her, "Fellow Daoist, you came to enlighten me, not because you find me pleasing to the eye and are interested in discussing the Dao with me, but probably because you are interested in the fortune of my Holy Spirit Clan."

The burly man nodded. “Indeed, I have suffered a severe injury this time and must undergo my fourth Nirvana transformation. However, I am not very confident in using my self-created transformation method. I need to invite you to stay with my clan for a period of time to gather good fortune for me.”

Without hiding anything, the burly man, who only had one bull horn left, bluntly stated that he coveted the fortune of the Holy Spirit Clan and wanted to use this Holy Spirit Clan emperor as a mascot for a period of time.

The Holy Spirit Clan's emperor's eyelids twitched. This was the first time she had ever seen an extreme emperor so openly covetous of another clan's fortune during a conversation.

With another sigh, the Holy Spirit Clan's emperor began to state his conditions, "My lifespan is still relatively long, but these injuries require a considerable amount of resources for cultivation."

"No problem, I can support you, as long as you come back to my clan and we'll have good fortune together." The big man patted his chest and revealed a bright and sunny smile.

Looking at the giant man, the Holy Spirit Clan member instinctively felt that something was amiss, but the tearing pain on the platform made it difficult for her to concentrate. She subconsciously nodded and agreed to the emperor's invitation.

Just as the giant was about to say something more, a terrifying roar came from the mythical battlefield.

Suddenly, a terrifying figure in white robes reached out and unleashed three supreme immortal laws, condensing power almost equivalent to the full force of a supreme true immortal's attack, sweeping across the dozens of supreme emperors whose mouths were already bleeding.

"boom!"

Segments of divine chains of laws manifested, and segments of human laws materialized and shattered, with countless fragments echoing throughout the mythical battlefield.

As if the sky were collapsing, as if all paths were crumbling, the laws of humanity were blooming, evolving into the Dao shadows of true dragons and true phoenixes. The harmonious sounds permeated the microcosm of the human body, causing even the illusory "Outer Heaven of Xuanhuang" to tremble slightly, as if it had been affected and restricted.

Dozens of supreme emperors looked at the ten fierce treasure techniques manifested around the proud white-robed figure, and sensed the secret realm of the human body that was sealed layer by layer. Their faces turned ashen.

A supreme emperor, "reincarnated" from a Celestial King, roared angrily, "Why have you comprehended the immortal laws at the level of a supreme True Immortal? Why can you unleash such a level of magic?!"

“Fellow Daoist, I can sense the current level of your true spirit. The essence of your life and your cultivation and understanding of the Dao should all be integrated into the Dao Fruit and then severed!”

"This shouldn't have happened, it's gone too far!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged emperor in white robes was slightly taken aback. "Fellow Daoist, you don't know who I am?"

The emperor, who had just roared and was "reincarnated" from the Immortal King, continued to rebuke with anger, "My reincarnation was still quite early, and I have been focusing on cultivation all these years, so I really don't know your origins, fellow Daoist. But no matter what your origins are, this kind of 'cheating' behavior has crossed the bottom line set by the kings!"

The middle-aged emperor in white robes nodded. He understood. This was an Immortal King who came from the Boundary Sea and attained the Immortal King Dao Fruit in a very short time before being "reincarnated" in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Perhaps it can be shortened to, "from remote areas where information flow is delayed."

If one has a deeper understanding of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, or if one is familiar with the "Experiment on the Immortal Path of Disintegration" that gathered nearly a thousand Immortal Kings 500,000 years ago, then any Immortal King should have heard of his name.

Having endured hundreds, even thousands, of insights from various kings, and still managed to sustain himself while shedding all negative effects, he is the only human being recorded in ancient history to achieve this.

Among the kings of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he was more or less a "famous" fellow Daoist.

Didn't they see that the other supreme emperors, who were "reincarnated" from immortal kings who were relatively familiar with the current situation of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, had already pulled the still somewhat bewildered geniuses of the world and quietly retreated a great distance, almost leaving the mythical battlefield?

The contempt hidden in the eyes of the middle-aged emperor in white robes was noticed by this supreme emperor who had "reincarnated" from a remote area with delayed information flow, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

He roared, "Fellow Daoist, retreat now, and you'll still have room to maneuver!"

However, the middle-aged emperor in white robes shook his head, chuckled softly without a care, and reached straight for the Heavenly Heart Mark.

"boom!"

A Celestial King weapon was unleashed, unleashing an attack nearly equivalent to that of a Celestial King. This stimulated all the King-level formations on the Mythical Battlefield to revive, emitting terrifying Dao principles that bound all the aftershocks.

The "reincarnated" emperor was utterly enraged. He disregarded everything and was determined to retaliate immediately, even if it meant facing questioning and judgment from the other kings in the future. He wanted to drag the white-robed middle-aged emperor before him down with him.

In an instant, the world fell silent.

But this was not the power of that Immortal King weapon, but the immense power that erupted from the true spirit of the white-robed middle-aged emperor.

A single glance back revealed the myriad laws of humanity torn apart, the numerous Immortal King formations on the mythical battlefield trembled slightly, and the Immortal King soldiers were covered in cracks.

This "reincarnated" emperor lay dead on the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)