In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 419 [Red-haired Forest Fairy, Ominous Underworld]

Everyone felt lost. Tens of thousands of years had passed since the ancient times, and there was only one Green Emperor who reigned supreme, and the other emperors were no longer as glorious as they used to be.

They could not imagine the grand occasion in the ancient times, when one emperor would be destroyed ten thousand years before another was born, and in between there would be great saints to carry on the tradition, making the supreme human race continue to shine brightly from generation to generation.

That was a turbulent time, a golden age when Taoism flourished. The pressure was so great that the Supreme of the Forbidden Zone was suffocating and he had no chance to launch a dark rebellion.

During the period of two or three hundred thousand years, twelve emperors appeared: Amitabha, Yuhua, Henren, Shenzhou, Jiuli, Queen Mother of the West, Hengyu, Xukong, Taihuang, Luangu, and Wushi.

The Dao fruit of each great emperor is the condensed essence of an era. The twelve great emperors achieved enlightenment one after another, with only ten thousand years in between, or even less. This must have been influenced by the wisdom of their predecessors.

"The descendants stand on the shoulders of those who came before them to promote the Dao, and the disciples are better than the masters."

The Black Emperor stuck out his scarlet tongue and chuckled, "In addition to practicing the Western Emperor Scripture and the Holy Body Dao, the Wu Shi Emperor also referred to the methods and the Emperor Path of the Ancient Emperor."

"From the ancient emperor who became an emperor after hundreds of failures, to the Wushi emperor who swept the road to becoming an emperor, going from one extreme to another is undoubtedly a kind of sublimation."

Everyone was silent, and felt a trace of pity for the genius of the era of Emperor Wu Shi. No one had expected that such a character would emerge after Emperor Luan Gu.

The Emperor Star tens of thousands of years ago was preparing to learn from the experience of Luangu in the previous season, but ended up running into a ruthless guy who was the complete opposite of Luangu, whose combat power and cultivation speed were both abnormal to the point of being against the sky.

So much so that the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Palace left a saying: He would rather fight to achieve a great holy body than never see Wushi again.

However, it also indirectly verifies that the path that generations of people have taken to become immortals is the path to immortality, and it is not false.

The Great Emperor Wu Shi is the master of Taoism in the ancient times and the last emperor of the ancient times. Like the last Emperor of Heaven at the end of the mythological period, he collected the nine secrets, founded the Heavenly Court, and condensed the essence of an era.

As for the Qing Emperor, he is the first emperor after the ancient times, comparable to the first tribulation-crossing celestial being in mythology, and the first immortal emperor of ancient times.

"The three eras of Mythology Lord, Ancient Emperor, and Desolate Ancient Emperor have passed, and now is a new era."

"Should we give another honorific title to those who have attained enlightenment after the ancient times?"

Lin Xian pondered, and led everyone to break open one small world after another, moving the legacy of the former Yuhua Divine Dynasty into the Heavenly Palace.

As a great imperial sect that once ruled the universe, their collection was unparalleled in its richness. After their demise, all their treasures were never revealed and buried underground. Ruthless people disdained them, but now all of them have fallen into the hands of Lin Xian.

Various holy materials, many fairy treasures, and many rare and exotic beasts. The most precious harvest was some god-killing insects and a fist-sized piece of fairy tear green gold.

"God-killing insect?"

A trace of disgust flashed across the eyes of the Divine Silkworm Prince, and he snorted coldly: "This kind of thing actually still exists in the world."

Everyone seemed to be thinking about something. The Divine Silkworm Clan and the Ten Transformations Divine Emperor were both named with the word "God" in their names. It seemed that the God-killing Bug had a great cause and effect relationship with the clan, otherwise they would not be called this name.

“Since the prince doesn’t like it, the God-killing insect will return to the Heavenly Palace, and the offerings made by the Yuhua Divine Dynasty to the Divine Emperor will return to the Divine Silkworm Ridge.”

Lin Xian grabbed the God-killing Bug and refined it in an instant, becoming a full-time Gu cultivator right away. This kind of bug relies on numbers to win, and if there are enough of them, even the Great Sage will avoid them. Among them, the pure-blooded ancestral bugs have extraordinary qualifications and have the possibility of becoming emperors.

In future group fights, if you dislike someone, you can just wave your hand and swallow up the sky and the earth.

"Sacrifice?"

The body of the Divine Silkworm Prince trembled, and he looked towards the immortal material. On the altar, the immortal tear green gold was sealed in a piece of divine source, and was not exposed to the air, as if it wanted to be detached from the mundane world. More than 200,000 years had passed, and it had not changed at all, and time could not invade it.

However, this divine material did not attract the attention of the ancient prince. He passed by the immortal gold without hesitation and walked towards the altar step by step. His lips trembled as he uttered a few words: "God's coffin..."

The god's coffin, which lost the protection of the god-killing insect, fell to the ground. It was too small. It was more like a stone box than a coffin. It had an ancient style and was carved with dragons and phoenixes.

"Why is the ancient emperor's coffin so small?"

Princess Divine Silkworm was full of imagination and could not suppress her excitement, saying: "Could it be that the ancestor really transformed into his true form and transformed over the eons?"

The coffin is only four fingers wide, less than the length of a hand, and the marks on it are very vague. However, if you look closely, you can see that there are sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish, insects, etc. They are all very ancient things that have existed since ancient times.

"Only the Ancient Emperor is qualified to use this thing, it is almost as immortal as a god."

Duan De concluded that this was a coffin of a god, and among all the emperors of the ancient times, the only one with such a small body was the emperor of the divine silkworm clan.

"You'll know after you try it."

Lin Xian smiled indifferently, pulled up Ye Fan's arm and cut it. Instantly, holy blood flowed out. The palm-length small sarcophagus made a light "crack" sound, and a crack appeared on it. A mark appeared on the stone wall that was originally a whole.

"Fuck, Lord, why don't you cut your own arm?" Ye Fan glared at him. Logically speaking, Lin Xian's blood would be more effective. "Start with the easy ones and then move on to the difficult ones. The more capable you are, the more work you will do." Lin Xian said calmly, "Come one by one."

After Ye Fan's blood opened the sixth layer of the sarcophagus, it could not be opened again unless he used his heart blood, but that would damage his vitality and lifespan.

Upon seeing this, the Holy Prince also put a few drops of his blood on it. The blood of the Holy Emperor of Fighting was definitely not weaker than any other physique, but it only made the small coffin tremble and did not move again.

"Starting from the seventh level, the blood of the emperor is useless. You need the blood of the saint to wake up."

Lin Xian sighed, cut his palm with a knife, released the golden holy blood, and made the sarcophagus emit a chaotic roar, opening the seventh layer.

"I'm here to help you."

The Princess of the Divine Silkworm also sacrificed her own blood. She was a member of the royal family of the Divine Silkworm and an unrivaled Saint King, so she easily opened the eighth layer.

The seventh level is a saint, the eighth level is a saint king. According to this reasoning, the ninth level requires the essence and blood of a great saint.

Of course, if the person in the coffin is the Divine Emperor, the blood of his own child will be more effective than the blood of a great saint.

"Mythical ancient coffin, everything returns to one."

The Divine Silkworm Prince had a serious expression on his face. He forced out a few drops of nine-colored blood, which fell on the ancient coffin. In an instant, brilliant light flowed, and the layers of the stone coffin faded away, and the ninth coffin opened.

"Crack!" A tiny crack appeared on the last layer of the coffin, but a majestic imperial evil spirit rushed out, which could destroy the heaven and earth and kill all the saints.

The Princess of the Divine Silkworm changed color, pulled the Taoist priest of the Divine Silkworm away, and then sacrificed the Divine Emperor Armor to suppress the Emperor's evil.

The Divine Emperor's robe was bathed in nine-colored divine light and moved with a sound, showing both joy and disgust.

"combine!!!"

Lin Xian roared, and smashed the Fuxi Dragon Stele in his hand like a brick, knocking the corner of the emperor's coffin straight, preventing more emperors from emerging.

"Father, it's his breath!"

The Divine Silkworm Prince fell to the ground, not having the demeanor of an ancient prince at all. Instead, he was in a state of dismay, with tears in the corners of his eyes. He cried with joy, "It's really him!"

Before the Divine Prince could be too happy, something strange happened suddenly and the Emperor's evil brought bad luck.

"Woo..."

In an instant, the wind howled and the shadows of demons loomed, as if evil ghosts were crying and the dead were wailing. A red-haired whirlwind swept in, as if the gates of hell had opened wide and the evil energy rushed into the sky.

The three Yuan Tianshi at the scene were immediately counterattacked. Ye Fan grew golden hair, Lin Xian grew red hair, and Duan De grew green hair.

"Damn it, you want to rebel, right?" Duan De was furious and shouted, "I am the Underworld Emperor. What do you want to do? Back off."

Lin Xian's body was covered with red hairs that looked like steel needles, just like a red-haired old monster. He said in a dark voice, "The underworld has indeed rebelled. The ghost soldiers and generals are searching the mountains and seas to capture the Hades."

Duan De shuddered, and quickly retreated behind Ye Fan, forcing a smile and saying, "I was just joking with you."

Blood-red lightning flashed across the void, particularly eye-catching, and then endless blood rain began to fall, connecting the 34th-floor temple world.

The door was wide open, thousands of ghosts were wailing, and a gloomy and terrifying world came into view. There were shadows everywhere, and corpses everywhere, just like the grass and trees, covering every inch of the land. Black ghost hands were dancing, as endless as a field of wild grass, and the gloomy cold air made people feel cold all over, and they couldn't help shivering.

One ancient corpse after another, one evil ghost after another, it was like hell, burying all the cultivators of the former Yuhua Divine Dynasty.

Not only are there millions of military souls baring their fangs and claws, but there are also one great ghost king after another with ferocious looks, summoned by the underworld. Moreover, at the gates of hell, there are endless lonely ghosts emerging, and there are even fluctuations at the saint level.

"Good boy, thanks to the underworld for the takeaway delivered to our door."

Lin Xian licked his lips, and waved his big red-haired hand. A purple Human Emperor Banner appeared in his palm, which stunned the evil ghosts and monsters opposite. The howling sounds they had made paused for a moment.

The people on the opposite side looked even more ominous and terrifying than them, more scary and gloomy, and more like villains.

"Scream, why don't you scream? You were screaming happily just now."

The Red-haired Forest Fairy held up the Human Emperor Banner and tapped the ground, revealing a sinister smile: "Hehehe... since you guys don't want to shout anymore, then it's my turn to shout."

"My fellow Taoists, please don't miss the chance to be listed. The sooner we die, the sooner we can be reborn!"

(End of this chapter)