In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 524 [The Dao Ancestor Beside the Heavenly Emperor]

The path to immortality in the mortal world is arduous. Even a mighty emperor's lifespan is only a little over ten thousand years. What are they compared to a person of extraordinary talent and the hundreds of millions of years of change in the universe? Even the entire ancient era, the primordial era, and the mythological era are merely three symbols in a symphony.

The Celestial Venerable turned to ashes, the Ancient Emperor passed away, and the Great Emperor of the Human Race also turned into a handful of yellow earth. No matter how peerless your beauty or how stunning your appearance, in the end you are nothing but a skeleton.

Many prodigies sighed, even the most brilliant and talented, like the Heavenly Venerable Lingbao and the Emperor of Eternity, eventually reached their end.

The brilliance and splendor are but a fleeting glimpse of the Milky Way; all that remains is the silent, profound darkness of the universe.

Time flows like a long river, rushing by, like a heavenly blade severing the head of a hero.

Lin Xian flicked his finger, and the Time Talisman was transformed into a shimmering celestial blade. Unlike the True Dragon Treasure Technique, which was passed down from his predecessors, this was his understanding of the Law of One Lifetime.

Carrying the despair of the end times in the universe, the rolling red dust surges down, slaying no one and destroying everything.

Slay the mortal world with a sword!
Ye Fan's expression changed drastically. If he were to strike, his lifespan would be greatly reduced. For the first time, he summoned his Xuanhuang Mother Cauldron to collide with the Heavenly Blade, leaving behind countless mottled traces of time.

"So damn sneaky!"

The saints watching from the periphery of the battlefield gasped in shock, their gazes towards Lin Xian changing. How dare you use such a supernatural power?

Fighting with others only depletes your vital energy, but fighting Lin Xian will cost you your lifespan.

Under the blade of time, anyone who dares to fight against Lin Xian is absolutely capable of killing a Great Sage of the same level.

"Heroes rise and fall with the times, and once you enter the world of martial arts, time flies by. Imperial ambitions and great achievements are discussed in jest, and nothing beats a life of drunken revelry." Lin Xian murmured, transforming a talisman into a weapon, dragging his sword as he walked, like a deity descending to the mortal realm.

He wielded the blade of time, its light dazzling, its blade gleaming and crystalline, each strike urging one to age.

Ye Fan felt a chill run down his spine. A Great Sage was unleashing the power of time. Who could stop him? Even someone as amazing as him, with heaven-defying combat power, was no match for time if he hadn't become an immortal. He could only passively take the beating with the Mother Qi Cauldron on his head.

when!when!when!
The blade energy cleaved through the Xuanhuang Qi, leaving behind white marks. Ye Fan's eyes were solemn. In this situation, close combat was impossible. His greatest advantage as a Saint Body had been rendered useless, and he could only engage in a war of attrition.

However, for a sage to compete with a great sage in terms of energy expenditure is simply courting death. The suppression of realm is not just a matter of words; the magical power is truly overwhelming.

"We must find a breakthrough."

After much deliberation, Ye Fan decided to use the Ruthless Great Emperor's secret technique. Because of Xiao Nannan's existence, the Heavenly Court possessed the most comprehensive imperial scriptures, namely the Undying Heavenly Art and the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, including some imperial techniques.

Most importantly, the Ruthless Great Emperor single-handedly withstood the combined attacks of the nine Heavenly Venerables and fought against those who were still alive.

In order to counter the Nine Secrets, the Empress created nine ultimate mysteries comparable to the Nine Secrets, aiming to rival the entire Taoist religion.

The power of flying immortals was the Empress's divine ability to counter the Battle Saint Technique.

"Regarding the Secret Divine Power of the Word '行'..."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, his figure vanished as if in a dream of eternity, wandering through the river of time, transforming into a streak of light and charging away.

The ruthless man's methods are the same. He spends every day with the little girl. With Ye Fan's talent, how could he not have comprehended the Great Dao?

In fact, the prototype of his dream of eternal life originated from the special state of the little girl.

"So you think you're the only one who knows ruthless secret techniques?"

Lin Xian shouted loudly. Back then, when he discussed the Dao with Hua Yunfei, Yao Guang, and Jiang Yifei, he also learned a move. In an instant, he transformed into the Three Pure Ones with one breath. Then, the Three Pure Ones used the Ruthless Man's Secret Technique to split into ten Lin Xians.

The thirty immortals roared and launched a combined attack, their brilliance shaking the entire heavens!

In an instant, the dark and deep universe was filled with radiance, and one after another beam of light from the heavens bloomed. It was not like a duel between an emperor and a celestial being, but rather like a clash between the successors of two ruthless figures.

"At this level of fighting, does identity really matter to them?"

A Great Sage said with immense bitterness, what he saw was that a Saint was actually fighting against a Great Sage. A Great Sage who had not undergone tribulation was still a Great Sage. This was a world of difference.

The other Lin Dasheng was also a being who surpassed them. He used all sorts of supernatural powers and spells in a variety of ways, including Chaotic Ancient Law, Immortal Ancient Law, One Life Law, and Self-Made Law... leaving the saints dazzled and dumbfounded.

"Identity has lost its meaning for the Emperor."

The chief god of the God Organization sighed, "Ye Fan discarded the throne as if it were nothing. It's not that he needs the position of emperor, but that the God Organization needs such an emperor."

With such terrifying talent and such heaven-defying combat power, he practically dominated the Emperor's Road, with no enemies among them.

From this moment on, the position of Emperor in this lifetime belongs to only one person.

"Just like the Great Emperor Wushi who swept away everything back then," someone commented.

So what if he doesn't become an emperor? A thousand years later, a holy emperor will rise and create his own heavenly court.

Seeing this, no one thought that the Holy Body Curse would be difficult for Ye Fan.

"Senior Hun Tuo, at this time, aren't you going to go up and try to persuade them?"

A sage with a curious mind asked with a smile.

"What words, what words."

Hun Tuo Dasheng immediately glared and sneered, "Fellow Daoist Ye and Fellow Daoist Lin have always had a very good relationship. Without my persuasion, they will be able to turn hostility into friendship in a little while."

The saints and kings fell silent, gazing into the depths of the starry sky. The two fought fiercely, their faces bruised and swollen. With every move they made, chaotic energy flowed, and the void itself collapsed.

This dynamic doesn't seem like they have a good relationship at all.

"The furnace nourishes all the classics, nurturing my body."

Time passed, the battlefield shifted, and Ye Fan, who had been on the defensive, gradually regained his rhythm. He saw countless methods in Lin Xian, which brought him almost endless inspiration.

If the collision of these systems doesn't explode, it will give birth to the most terrifying Dao fruit.

Ye Fan comprehended the Time Blade Technique, using himself as a furnace to temper himself, nurture the hundred scriptures, and integrate all techniques. The light in his eyes became increasingly brilliant.

Finally, we reached a certain point.

"Open it for me!"

The Ancient Sacred Body roared, and golden blood energy soared into the sky, like an unparalleled war god, accompanied by wisps of chaotic energy, just like the divine embryo recorded in the Ruthless Heavenly Art.

With a deafening roar, the void exploded, creating a vacuum.

Lin Xian frowned deeply, but did not step forward, because the Holy King's calamity had arrived.

It wasn't his; it was Ye Fan's great calamity, overwhelming and permeating the entire star field.

One after another, waves of lightning crashed down, and one emperor after another emerged: the Yin Emperor, the Sun Emperor, the Hengyu Emperor, the Void Emperor, the Xiaoyao Heavenly Venerable, and the Changsheng Heavenly Venerable—all were formidable figures renowned throughout the ages.

Ye Fan remained calm, leaping with unhurried composure, accepting the baptism of the sea of ​​lightning as a form of tempering and sublimation, viewing it as a test and a tonic. No matter how terrifying the heavenly tribulation, it couldn't compare to the ruthlessness of Lord Lin; the manifestation of the Emperor's shadow was merely a battle between Saint Kings of the same rank, perfectly fair.

When Lin Xian makes a move, it's extraordinary. It's like a Great Sage fighting a Saint, directly crossing two major realms in battle. His achievements are unprecedented and unparalleled.

The Milky Way exploded, the universe dimmed, and the terrifying heavenly tribulation made countless Great Sages change color. The ancient prodigy Zhang Bairen frowned. This kind of tribulation was even more terrifying than the tribulation of a Great Sage. Could Ye Fan, a Saint King, pass through it?

"leaf!"

Fairy Zixia and the others looked up at the starry sky, their hearts filled with anguish, but they could only pray silently.

"Woof, woof, woof." Black Emperor raised his head, sticking out his red tongue, and said with a trembling voice, "Young Ye is going to defy the heavens. Little Tianxuan, it seems you won't be able to become an emperor in this life. You'll have to live off your parents."

“A man should be strong.” Ye Tianxuan’s eyes shone like stars as she said firmly, “I will not be Patriarch Lin.”

"Lord Lin, being a Lin Immortal isn't so bad. How can this guy have such good taste?" The Black Emperor couldn't help but mutter, "He's even more ruthless than me, picking up geniuses who are more and more extraordinary than the last..."

Leaving aside the outstanding individuals scattered across the starry sky and the Big Dipper, just talking about Ye Tianxuan and Xiao Song, who are accompanying him, is extraordinary; they are definitely destined for enlightenment.

If another one or two thousand years pass, the Heavenly Pivot Saint Lord will be able to roam freely throughout the universe.

"Father, will we be able to successfully overcome the tribulation?" Ye Tianxuan turned around and looked at the terrifying sea of ​​lightning, asking with great concern.

Ye Tianxuan asked himself honestly, there was a 70% chance he wouldn't be able to overcome this kind of tribulation.

Black Emperor, however, remained completely calm and said nonchalantly, "Good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years. You have to believe your father; neither he nor Lin Xian are good people."

Ye Tianxuan felt embarrassed and retorted in a low voice, "My father doesn't seem to have done anything wrong, how can he be compared to Master Lin?"

"That's because Ye Fan didn't gain the upper hand." Black Emperor snorted twice. "You were born late, so you didn't see the Holy Cliff Youth Training. With the Great Perfection Holy Body in hand, back then..."

Amidst the lively discussions and laughter, the heavenly tribulation gradually came to an end. Ye Fan's figure appeared and disappeared in the chaotic sea of ​​lightning, as if he had exhausted his strength.

At this moment, the eyes of some alien prodigies flashed instantly, and some Saint Kings saw this as an opportunity.

"Ye Sheng Body is too heaven-defying!"

"If this man doesn't die, we'll never have a chance to rise to prominence."

"There is only one chance. If we miss today, he will definitely become a Great Sage Quasi-Emperor when we meet again. At that time, it will be difficult to kill him."

In the blink of an eye, several geniuses with iron will joined forces and charged towards the deepest part of the Thunder Sea, intending to intercept and kill Ye Fan, who was in a weakened state during his tribulation.

"Those are the four young supreme beings of the Golden Serpent Clan!"

"And there's the Devouring Beast; its pure bloodline is destined to become a quasi-emperor!"

"On the road to becoming the Great Emperor, it's either you or me; they must fight to the death."

Some alien sages recognized several of the figures and exclaimed in surprise that the competition on the Emperor's Road was so cruel. After seeing Ye Fan's invincible demeanor, some people wanted to give up, but others were unwilling to give up.

Some people are still watching; if someone manages to injure Ye Fan, then the next moment will be a pack of wolves killing a tiger.

Ye Fan landed from the sea of ​​lightning, his clothes tattered and his face covered in dust, looking like a beggar.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, we've come to help you slay the Emperor!" A Divine Ape Saint King roared, unleashing the Heaven-Reaching Fist, his divine might overwhelming, revealing him to be a Saint King at the ninth level of the Heavenly Realm.

Lin Xian watched coldly from the sidelines, standing motionless.

Ye Fan raised his head, loosened his muscles and bones, and then his figure soared into the sky like a dragon. With just an ordinary punch, a Saint King at the Great Perfection level exploded instantly.

"How can it be!"

The four young men of the Golden Serpent Clan all paled, exclaiming in horror, "Your magical power during the Heavenly Tribulation wasn't exhausted?!"

"Heavenly tribulations are nothing to worry about," Ye Fan said calmly, then unleashed another devastating punch, imbued with the true essence of physical strength. The force of his punch rippled, and the Holy Kings of the heavens were knocked down to the mortal realm, as fragile as paper.

Thunder and sea were not his greatest tribulations; his only tribulations were those of himself and the human tribulation of Lin Xian.

As for these geniuses at the Saint King realm, they are nothing but ants and dust.

In the end, Ye Fan was too lazy to fight these people anymore, the gap was just too big. A wisp of pure energy flew out from his head, manifesting as a Dao body to fight, sweeping away all the geniuses.

Clumps of flesh and blood exploded, turning into withered bones on the Imperial Road. Only a few, like the Golden Snake Gentleman, managed to escape with their lives.

As for his true form, Ye Fan walked straight towards Lin Xian and said slowly, "Fellow Daoist Lin, how much do I resemble my former self?"

"It was just a joke, Your Majesty, please don't misunderstand," Lin Xian said solemnly.

"I am not the Emperor." Ye Fan's eyes turned cold, filled with majesty as he declared, "I am Ye Fan, the Holy Body Ye Fan!"

“Then I am not the Emperor either.” Lin Xian smiled slightly and said, “Lin Xian, Holy Lord Lin Xian.”

"Lord Lin." Ye Fan raised an eyebrow and asked tentatively, "Are you truly just the Lord of Tianxuan?"

Could Lin Xian have done something that a Heavenly Xuan Saint Lord could have accomplished?

The entire Tianxuan Holy Land was destroyed in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Zone back then. How could a last Holy Lord possess such great abilities?

Lin Xian clicked his tongue and was about to unleash the supreme Buddhist technique, his words flowing like lotus blossoms, when suddenly the void rippled and a Great Sage walked over, his face ordinary, but his eyes extremely ethereal.

"Is it you?" Zhang Bairen asked, not to Ye Fan, but to Lin Xian.

"The Jade Emperor..." Ye Fan's heart stirred. He looked at Zhang Bairen with some surprise, then looked at Lin Xian and couldn't help but wonder to himself, could the two of them come from the same era?

If Zhang Bairen is the Jade Emperor, then who is Lin Xian from the same era?
"Fellow Daoist, do we know each other?" Lin Xian was taken aback at first, then thought carefully, and then his expression suddenly changed drastically. He remembered.

He remembered the origin of the name Zhang Bairen!
The Heavenly Emperor of Taoism!
At the end of the chaotic era, the Desolate Emperor was promoted to Immortal King but encountered three Immortal Kings who blocked his way. He unfortunately perished and his physical body was buried. After hundreds of thousands of years, he was finally reborn and returned through the Reincarnation Seal.

During this time, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor had a chance encounter with Zhang Bairen, who was granted great fortune. Afterwards, he re-established the Heavenly Court in the mortal world and founded the Immortal Dynasty.

The Desolate Tower was forged during the era of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor and is sought after by countless cultivators, equivalent to the Green Cauldron of the Mythical Heavenly Court.

Many people joined the Heavenly Court of the Wasteland, mainly as independent cultivators, and became followers of the Wasteland Tower lineage.

With the guidance of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, Zhang Bairen would likely join the Desolate Tower Heavenly Court and occupy an important position, acting as the desolate emperor to handle government affairs. This is why the legend of the Jade Emperor came about in later generations.

"A hero of the late chaotic era, who has seen the wilderness." Lin Xian sighed softly in his heart, feeling a sense of disorientation from the passage of time. He hadn't seen the baby who loved drinking animal milk for many years.

Zhang Bairen said very seriously, with a solemn expression, "I have seen your portrait, the Dao Ancestor beside the Heavenly Emperor!"

(End of this chapter)