In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 520 [Lin Xian is the Emperor]

Go quickly and ask Zhang Bairen, the Great Sage, to subdue Jin Chanzi!
When the Three Mad Taoist heard this news, he was stunned for a long time. He was not a Qi cultivator from the pre-Qin period, but one of the most outstanding cultivators in modern times on Earth.

Born at the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he received the teachings from the fifth generation patriarch of the Hidden Immortals Sect, the Fire Dragon True Man, and was a direct descendant of Laozi and the founder of the Wen Shi Dao lineage. After achieving success in his cultivation, he embarked on the ancient star road, following the direction of Hangu Pass, and arrived at Feixian Star, where he began the path of cultivating Yin and Yang together.

Before the Three Mad Taoists set foot in the starry sky, they left behind two blood-written scriptures on Earth as a legacy. At that time, it was the Ming Dynasty, and books such as Journey to the West and Investiture of the Gods had already been published.

"Zhang Bairen... Does our Primordial Taoism truly have such a sage as our ancestor?"

The Three Mad Taoist pondered to himself. He was currently controlling the alchemical fire and could not leave. The nine Holy Spirit Pills in the furnace were already boiling, waiting to be sublimated, absorb the medicinal properties, and reach complete perfection.

However, as a descendant of Lao Tzu, the Mad Taoist also had some knowledge of the technique of transforming one breath into three pure beings. Although he could not transform into three pure beings, he could condense a Taoist body and travel to the depths of the starry sky to observe.

There is a chaotic battlefield there, an arena built for several half-step quasi-emperors. It is the stage for Emperor Ye to fight against enemies from all directions. Now it can withstand the impact of the Great Saint level, allowing Saints and Saint Kings at the Emperor level to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

"Harmony is the most precious thing in all things..."

From afar, the Three Mad Taoist heard the familiar voice trying to mediate. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed the radiant Great Sage Hun Tuo. This mediator was even more compassionate than the monk Jin Chanzi. He sighed and said, "Why bother, fellow Daoists? Throughout history, great emperors have never met. It is impossible to verify whether the Fighting Saint Emperor or the Amitabha Buddha Emperor is superior."

"The fact that the Victorious Fighting Buddha entered the Buddhist order shows that there are similarities in the principles of the two schools."

"The way of our fathers shall be proven by their descendants!" the Holy Prince shouted. What was originally just a friendly sparring match gradually escalated into a full-blown fight under the intervention of the Great Sage Hun Tuo.

The Three Mad Taoist couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. Good heavens, who was stronger, the Monkey King or the Buddha? No one wanted to argue about this.

"The clash between the two imperial princes is just like the battle between emperors in the past." A bloodthirsty saint exclaimed, "To witness such a profound battle is worth the ticket price, even if I die!"

The incident began with a simple sparring match, an ordinary duel, a debate between emperors of the highest rank, which initially went unnoticed by anyone.

It wasn't until Hun Tuo, the ancient sage, exclaimed in admiration that the Buddhist teachings were truly profound, no wonder the Fighting Saint Ape clan sought the true scriptures from Mount Sumeru.

The Holy Prince replied, "Our clan's divine abilities are naturally profound."

From here, things gradually became tense. Jin Chanzi made some seemingly profound Zen koans, and finally said, "The Victorious Fighting Buddha uses Buddhist teachings to suppress the Holy Emperor's Great Way, thus becoming the only one who is supreme and forging his own path."

"Really, I don't believe it!"

The Holy Prince laughed loudly: "I want to see whether Fellow Daoist Jin Chanzi's Buddhist teachings are profound enough to subdue the arrogance of my Fighting Holy Ape!"

"The mind-monkey is calmed beneath the Five Elements Mountain." Jin Chanzi chuckled softly, his hands forming a Buddhist mudra. Enveloped in celestial light, he appeared divine, transcending the mortal world. His white monk's robe fluttered, exuding a sense of detachment and purity amidst the rosy glow.

In terms of bloodline, the Holy Prince is superior, but Jin Chanzi is a disciple of Shakyamuni, so isn't he also a different kind of imperial prince?

The five elements cycle and revolve, and matter is solidified and indestructible. No matter how restless your mind is, it will be obediently subdued.

"Is that all? My uncle taught me that a long time ago!"

The Holy Prince laughed loudly, arrogant and unrestrained. Then, he formed hand seals like flowers, and another Five Elements Mountain came down to suppress him, five elements against five elements.

Today he will use the Five Elements Mountain to suppress Jin Chanzi.

"That's good, that's good."

Jin Chanzi lowered his eyes, his expression full of compassion, but he did not open them. Then he recited the six-syllable mantra: "Om Mani Padme Hum..."

A solemn, mysterious, and sacred aura arose spontaneously. The magnificent celestial sound resounded through the starry universe with its mysterious plucking, echoing in people's hearts. The ethereal and endless Sanskrit chants guided the primordial power that created the world, causing the whole world to tremble.

Buddhist mantras, when mastered to perfection, can subdue all the gods and spirits!
"Fight! Battle!"

The Holy Prince roared and manifested his golden-haired Dharma form, a towering, earth-shattering raging ape. He was actually using the Holy Fighting Technique, mimicking the supreme six-syllable mantra of Buddhism at a similar frequency. A huge golden Buddha statue rose up behind him, which was neither Amitabha nor Shakyamuni, but himself.

This is truly a world where I am the only one who reigns supreme. I can learn from others, but I cannot submit to them or worship them. Believing in myself is the only path to invincibility.

Fight! Battle! Victory! Buddha!
With a deafening roar, the heavens trembled, the starry sky collapsed, and one massive star after another exploded. The two imperial princes fought to the edge of the starry sky, their every move brimming with the power to create the world, as if the universe had just begun and all the stars had been obliterated.

The Nine Secrets of Taoism vs. the Six-Syllable Mantra.

The overwhelming divine power swept across the battlefield, causing all the saints to change color. The terrifying aftershocks could tear apart any saint and render all forms meaningless.

If a Saint King were placed in the center of their battlefield, he would probably be crushed by the two imperial princes working together.

"Good, good..."

An ordinary-looking young man calmly arrived and stepped into the battlefield of the Emperor's Son amidst the astonished gazes of the saints. He then pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the earth, and boundless light burst forth, filling the entire arena and stabilizing the heavens and earth.

Decide the outcome!
Genesis!
Jin Chanzi and the Holy Prince, who were fighting to the extreme, were suddenly interrupted. Frustrated, they looked at each other and immediately understood each other. They put their hands down and ganged up on Zhang Bairen.

One is a peerless holy ape, a member of the fighting royal family; the other is a golden cicada, a disciple of the Buddha. They are no ordinary beings.

However, the Great Sage is still the Great Sage. Zhang Bairen was calm and composed, and faced the two imperial princes with ease. Going against the tide to fight against immortals and challenging across borders is the exclusive domain of geniuses. But if the opponent is also a Great Sage, then the situation is completely different.

The Great Sage's barrier suppresses everything, making it difficult to achieve a true cross-level battle.

"Great Sage, this is actually a young Great Sage!" The onlookers were immediately surprised. Even though they were both imperial sons, there was a limit to how far they could go in defying the immortals.

Even ordinary Great Saints need to reach the peak of Saint King level and unlock the divine restrictions before they can launch a counterattack, let alone a Great Saint Prince.

"I thought Lin Xian's cultivation speed was already unmatched in the world, but I never expected that a Great Sage would suddenly appear in the human world."

A large black dog, the size of a calf, panted heavily in the depths of the starry sky, its red tongue lolling out: "Whose imperial prince is this? He is so brave."

Not only was the Black Emperor curious, but the Holy Prince and Jin Chanzi were also puzzled. Where did such a peerless master come from? Seeing that Zhang Bairen was just sparring and did not kill him, yet he could control the sky and stifle the genius, the two immediately inquired about his origins.

"Who are you, fellow Daoist?"

"Zhang Bairen".

Zhang Bairen spoke calmly, yet he was not domineering. He possessed a deep-seated confidence, disdaining to hide his identity and showing no shame. He was open, honest, and upright.

Upon hearing this, the saints in the starry sky frowned deeply, as even the Beidou group were unfamiliar with this name.

But then a person, or perhaps a dragon-horse, exclaimed, "The Jade Emperor!" The dragon-horse, a dragon-horse from Kunlun Mountain, was a genuine creature of Earth. Naturally, it had heard of the myths and legends of Taoism and knew of the Jade Emperor who ruled over all the heavens.

For a moment, the dragon horse's eyes burned with fervor, its hooves itching to pounce, wanting to trample the Jade Emperor, but it dared not act because Zhang Bairen was a Great Sage.

"The landscape is like a painting, the horses are like dragons, and the heroes of the world are as numerous as carp crossing the river."

Ye Fan spoke in a low voice, his eyes burning with fighting spirit as he looked at Zhang Bairen, who was already at the peak of the ninth level of the Saint Realm. Ordinary Saint Kings would find it difficult to withstand his attack, and even Emperor Princes of the same realm would be no match for him. He could be called the invincible one on the ancient road of the human race.

Now that a Great Sage has emerged, it seems we can test his combat strength.

His golden blood and energy soared to the sky, like an unparalleled war god striking out, creating worlds with every step, and then trampling the universe. One small world after another descended, terrifying to the extreme. Immortal kings descending from the heavens, blue lotuses emerging from chaos, and magnificent landscapes all manifested, returning to one invincible true body.

"Clang!"

The Xuanhuang Mother Qi Cauldron flew down from the sky, dropping wave after wave of Xuanhuang Qi, allowing Ye Fan to stand firmly in an invincible position.

"Even the indestructible golden body has joined the fray!"

"This is the first time he has used his own weapon."

Everyone was astonished. In the past, Ye Fan was invincible. Even when challenged by the most powerful Saint King, he would only fight with his bare hands and finish the battle in a few punches. Now, however, he was going all out and fighting with the Emperor Cauldron. The Great Saint Barrier was truly terrifying, enough to make even the reincarnation of the Emperor Venerable be cautious.

"The Primordial Qi of Xuanhuang is actually such a divine material."

"Wasn't this legendary celestial artifact taken away by the Ruthless Great Emperor?"

One of the more knowledgeable Great Sages whispered a discussion about the origins of the Primordial Chaos Qi, wondering if it was related to the indestructible golden body of this generation.

A seemingly all-knowing passerby surnamed Lin walked across the starry sky and said in a low voice, "Don't you know that the Ruthless Great Emperor's brother is a Saint Body?"

"Such a thing actually happened!" The sages exclaimed in amazement, their curiosity piqued.

As a descendant of Emperor Fuxi, Lin Luren preached and enlightened the masses, spreading the Great Dao of Bagua, and incidentally created a little bit of Ye Dizun's little rhyme.

"Emperor Ye's identity is not only recognized by the God Organization, but even the Ruthless Great Emperor and the Azure Emperor highly regard him."

When a sage pressed further, Lin Luren would vaguely reply, "To be honest, those who understand this matter understand it, and those who don't, you won't understand even if I explain, so it's better not to say anything. Don't come asking me what happened either; the interests involved are too great, and explaining wouldn't do you any good. Just pretend you don't know. This matter is very complex, involving many important figures. It's very difficult for you to find detailed information yourselves; most historical materials have been deleted. I can only say that those who understand understand."

"Oh, I see." The sages either seemed thoughtful or suddenly realized something, as if they truly understood something.

There were also some innocent half-saints who wanted to get to the bottom of things and wanted to continue to investigate. Lin Luren raised an eyebrow, then changed the subject and pointed to the star battlefield, saying, "Look, Emperor Ye still hasn't defeated Zhang Bairen. It seems he's all talk and no action."

Everyone was speechless. "Do you want to hear what you're saying? A saint fighting a great saint? No wonder he can't win. There are eighteen layers of heaven between them, as well as the Saint King's barrier and the Great Saint's barrier. No one can break through them."

"Emperor Ye is very strong, forcing that Great Sage Zhang Bairen to use many secret techniques."

"It's a pity he's still too young and his cultivation level is insufficient. If he had attained the Saint King realm, the outcome might have been very different."

One of the Great Sages lamented, "Below the Great Sage, all are ants. This is not just talk; it is a true statement that one can become the supreme ruler of a region."

"It's not a life-or-death struggle; this level is sufficient."

Some people believe that Ye Fan's ability to defeat a Great Sage with the body of a Saint at the Ninth Heaven is simply a myth, even more amazing than the ancient emperors of all time.

"Perhaps he wants to use this opportunity to break through in the battle."

"The pressure from Zhang Bairen, the Great Sage, is not great enough."

Another Saint King shook his head. Although Ye Fan was engaged in a bloody battle, it had not yet reached the point of life-or-death struggle, and he could not grasp that mysterious and elusive opportunity.

"Fellow Daoist, are you trying to put pressure on yourself and break through to the Saint King Realm?" Zhang Bairen raised an eyebrow, but his actions were very measured. He smiled and said, "If you want me to be your sparring partner, you'll have to answer my question first."

What exactly is the background of Master Lin?
"Lin Xian, he is the Undying Emperor." Ye Fan blurted out, his words shocking everyone, leaving the saints stunned and speechless.

"I know, I knew it."

Deep in the starry sky, the Black Emperor gritted his teeth and cursed, "From the moment the Heavenly Emperor's son swore allegiance to him, I knew something was wrong with this kid. It turns out he's the real Heavenly Emperor."

"Mother, is what Father said true?"

Behind the Black Emperor, an eight-year-old child with delicate features blinked and asked innocently.

The woman in purple holding the child paused, an awkward expression appearing on her beautiful face. She said helplessly, "Holy Infant, I'm not quite sure either, maybe."

"If the Holy Lord is the Emperor, then who was it that confronted the teacher in his later years?"

That eight-year-old child actually manifested the aura of a saint. An eight-year-old saint is extremely rare throughout history. Apart from immortal cauldrons and deities, only those with innate saintly bodies and Dao embryos can achieve this.

"That goes without saying, the immortal old man's corpse has become sentient."

The Black Emperor's eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and he said with absolute confidence, "After the Immortal Old Man passed away, his imperial corpse became spiritual and fell into darkness, becoming an enemy of the Great Emperor Wushi. His faith transformed into the Immortal Daoist and entered the forbidden area of ​​the Immortal Mountain. A fragment of his true spirit was reincarnated and blossomed into a similar flower in later generations."

"He is Lin Xian!"

"The Emperor is none other than Lord Lin!" Ye Fan said firmly, his face extremely sincere, his eyes shining with the light of justice, as if he were the embodiment of the supreme Dao.

"Really?" Zhang Bairen asked with some doubt. "Although there's a legend that Lin Xian is the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, but..."

"Legends aside, this is official certification from the Heavenly Court." Ye Fan waved his hands, his expression solemn, and said, "No one understands the Undying Emperor better than me."

"I am the reincarnation of the ancient Heavenly Emperor. Who knows the Emperor better than me?"

Zhang Bairen fell silent. Ye Fan's words made a lot of sense. The person who understands you best is not necessarily yourself, but your enemy.

Ye Fan smiled slightly. As long as he was the Emperor, Lin Xian would definitely be the Heavenly Emperor.

Let's hurt each other, come on then!
(End of this chapter)