In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 531 [A Small Sacrifice is Pleasant, a Large Sacrifice is Harmful]

"What holy lord goes out without carrying an imperial weapon?"

Lin Xian sneered, holding the Fuxi Dragon Tablet, and with a powerful smashing motion, she lulled the Holy Body Ye Fan into a sweet, infant-like sleep. Then, standing tall in the starry sky, her black hair flowing, she swept across the battlefield and shouted, "Who else is there!"

All the saints were silent as cicadas in winter. Ye Fan was the Great Demon King of the Emperor's Road, yet he was ended by the Holy Lord Lin. This ending truly shocked all the heavens and myriad realms, and would affect the past, present, and future.

The outcome of the battle left Emperor Tian sighing, the King of Men shaking his head, and all the heroes on the ancient road pale in comparison.

Even the imperial princes and prodigies like Jin Chanzi, the Holy Prince, and Dao Yi were speechless for a moment.

Many people also cast disdainful glances, saying, "Why didn't you say you had imperial weapons earlier? Are you trying to set a trap?"
"You misled me!"

Enraged, Zhou, the chief god of the divine organization, slapped his thigh and sighed to the heavens. Had he known this would be the outcome, he would have risked his life to snatch the Green Cauldron.

"War has broken out, the ancient road is in chaos, the immortal realm is lost forever, for twenty years I have traversed the land, who can stand against me!"

Lin Xian stood with his hands behind his back, smiled calmly, not asking about the process, only the result: "Just tell me whether Lao Ye has fallen or not."

Of course, there were also a few shameless individuals who took this opportunity to flatter him.

"Master, you have truly become the greatest hero of all time by suppressing the ancient path of the human race." A crimson glow surged as a dragon-horse, its hooves treading on auspicious clouds of flames, soared into the sky and shamelessly boasted, "You are comparable to the Heavenly Emperor; you truly deserve the title of Great Sage Equal to Heaven."

The saints glanced sideways, wondering who this shameless sage was who dared to flatter them so brazenly.

"How shameless!" A saint couldn't help but mutter. Although he spoke softly, everyone who had made it this far could hear him, no less than a loudspeaker broadcast.

"Boy, what did you say?!" The dragon horse was so angry that it spewed out two white jets of air from its nostrils, emitting a series of dragon roars. It was a dragon but not a horse, which shook the universe. Its whole body was bathed in firelight, as if it were forged from phoenix blood and crimson gold. It was no weaker than any sacred beast, and seemed to be a celestial being from the nine heavens.

"This, this is a dragon-horse, the legendary mount of Emperor Fuxi!" a Great Sage from an ancient star field exclaimed in surprise, unable to believe that a mere sycophant could have such a background.
The dragon horse belongs to the spirit of essence and energy, and is favored by ancient emperors throughout history. The mount of the former demon emperor Xue Yueqing was also of this race. Its origin is extraordinary and can be described as defying the heavens.

If one doesn't encounter a ruthless figure like the Demon Emperor or the Heavenly Emperor, the Spiritual Essence and Spiritual Energy have a chance to attain enlightenment. In the ancient times, there was a Spiritual Essence and Spiritual Energy who attained enlightenment and became an emperor, known as the Spirit Emperor.

“Dragon Horse? Fuxi!” A sharp-eyed sage recognized the origin of the imperial weapon in Lin Xian’s hand and said in a trembling voice, “Could that be the weapon of Emperor Fuxi, the Fuxi Dragon Stele? Wasn’t it destroyed? It was broken into two pieces during the Dark Turmoil. When will it be reforged?”

"Could Lin Xian be the son of Emperor Fuxi?"

In an instant, the void fell silent, all sounds ceased, and many sages vaguely sensed that this might involve the deepest secrets of the universe.

"The son of Emperor Fuxi, isn't Lin Dasheng an envoy of the Azure Emperor?" The gods of the Divine Organization were astonished. In the Heavenly Court's propaganda, Lin Xian was the vice leader of the Heavenly Court, representing the Azure Emperor to reside in the Heavenly Court, symbolizing the will of that Demon Emperor.

It was precisely because of the endorsement of the Azure Emperor that the credibility of the Emperor's reincarnation skyrocketed.

From the First Divine General to the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone, everyone felt that the Peerless Demon Emperor, the Lotus of Eternal Azure Sky, was incredibly wise and would never do anything useless. He must be playing a grand game in this golden age that has opened up the path to immortality!

"There is a good chance that he is the son of Emperor Fuxi."

The big black dog's eyes widened like copper bells as it remembered that Lin Xian and Ye Fan had similar origins, both being beings from ancient primordial stars. The later "Green Emperor's Son" was just a joke; in reality, he was the Green Emperor's son-in-law.

If so, Fuxi's marriage to the daughter of the Green Emperor can be seen as an alliance between two ancient traditions.

"Could it be that Emperor Fuxi is still alive?!"

Black Emperor's heart skipped a beat. It wasn't that it was overthinking, but rather that this place, the Ancient Primordial Star, was truly strange. Not only was it related to the ancient Heavenly Court and the Heavenly Emperor, but one after another, there were spirit mediums associated with the Emperor's corpse.

Before there was the vast emptiness and the Amitabha Buddha, the Heavenly Venerable of Morality, and now Fuxi has appeared. Although it is shocking, it is not unacceptable.

Unexpected, yet perfectly logical.

"Whether it's the blood of an imperial prince or not, I'll know once I taste it." The big black dog's eyes darted around as it activated the "Travel" technique, striding across the starry battlefield to collect the holy blood that flowed out during the battle between the two holy bodies.

The other saints watched with envy. This was the blood of a young emperor, and they also wanted three large bowls, but they never dared to step forward.

Only the Black Emperor and Duan De dared to kill familiar people so fearlessly. If it were anyone else, even a Great Sage, they would die here.

Lin Xian glanced at it, ignored the Black Emperor, and let it do as it pleased. He would just snatch it from the Black Emperor once it had collected everything.

In this way, one gains both face and substance, achieving the best of both worlds.

“I now preach the Way and establish a new path. Those who are willing to sever their own spiritual practice and start anew should follow me.”

Lin Xian sat cross-legged on the dragon-horse, with the eight worlds rotating behind his head, evolving into the other shore of heaven, where boundless immortal energy descended, sacred and solemn, as if an ancient emperor had descended to earth.

The sound echoed throughout the star field, reaching the ears of every sage, instantly calming many passionate saints down.

Because they really do have a cow!
Severing one's cultivation level is not something to be taken lightly; it requires great perseverance and wisdom to even attempt.

"Do I really want to sever my cultivation? To abandon the rank I've worked so hard to achieve? Is it worth it?"

Many sages, upon examining their own consciences, could not find the answers.

“If I cut off my own flesh and start over, there might be a glimmer of hope. But if I don’t cut off my own flesh, when I return to my homeland, I will still be the supreme leader, not an ant on the ancient road of the starry sky.”

Some Holy Kings were sweating profusely, hesitating on the edge. They still had thousands of years of lifespan left. Wouldn't it be better to give up the battles on the ancient road and return to their home star field to lord it over others?

The difference in combat power between a Great Sage and a Saint King is enormous, but the difference in lifespan is minimal, with an increase of only about one thousand years.

This is a completely unprofitable business.

"Dao Ancestor, after we sever our ties and rebuild our cultivation, can we regain our sainthood?" asked a saint of mediocre talent.

"The matter of cultivation lies within oneself." Lin Xian said calmly, "Rising from annihilation and reviving from ruin depends entirely on your perseverance."

In an instant, many saints turned pale and shook their heads as they retreated.

"Can the Dharma of the Other Shore help people become emperors?"

Di Tian strode over, his eyes solemn, and asked in a deep voice, "Can you surpass Ye Fan?"

"No." Lin Xian shook his head and said, "The Other Shore Method focuses on the Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm, which can prolong life and improve aptitude. Currently, it is limited to the Great Saint Realm and has no affinity with the Emperor Path."

Di Tian sighed, and the other heroes of the ancient road also shook their heads and dispersed. They came to the Starry Sky Ancient Road only to fight for the throne.

If they cannot defeat Ye Fan, then everything will be in vain. "If we can't do this, and we can't do that, what's the point of cultivating the Other Shore Method?!" A Great Sage shook his head and left. Rather than lingering here, he would rather go elsewhere to seek opportunities, perhaps even hoping to break through to Quasi-Emperor.

"What this fellow Daoist says is quite true." Lin Xian smiled and looked at the saints in the starry sky, saying, "A few fellow Daoists are willing to join my Tianxuan Sect and cultivate the Other Shore Method anew?"

The scene was silent, completely still. No one stepped forward. Even the most shallow-minded saint was still a saint, and none of them were willing to give up their current Dao achievements in pursuit of a vague and uncertain future.

Half a day later, only two people came out: Guan Cheng and Rui Wei.

"Excellent, excellent. Today, I, the Holy Lord, will formally accept you into the Tianxuan Sect."

Lin Xian appeared calm on the surface, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he had found two shills beforehand, otherwise he would have really lost face today.

The sages on the ancient starry road are all seasoned veterans; no reckless youth would dare to jump out and give it a try.

No, there's another person who dares to come up. He is a Great Sage with extraordinary talent, no weaker than an Emperor's son. He is an existence that the Ancient Star Road and even the Imperial Pass cannot ignore.

His face was ordinary, yet he possessed an ethereal, otherworldly quality.

He is Zhang Bairen!
"Jade Emperor..." Lin Xian's eyelids twitched, and he stood up to greet him, saying, "What brings you here, fellow Daoist?"

Zhang Bairen is an ancient prodigy with the cultivation of a Great Sage. Such an outstanding person, even if he cannot become an emperor, should still achieve enlightenment in an unconventional way and have his own path to follow. He should not have any doubts in his heart.

Zhang Bairen pondered for a moment and then asked, "Why did the Dao Ancestor impose no restrictions at all? Is the Dao of the Other Shore related to the number of restrictions?"

The Eight Forbidden Rules, and even the Divine Forbidden Rules—these are the issues that true imperial princes and young emperors should be concerned with.

"A small sacrifice is pleasant, but a large sacrifice is harmful to the body." Lin Xian smiled slightly and said, "One prohibition for one realm, that's quite reasonable."

A Great Sage of the First Heaven who has activated all eight restrictions and a Great Sage of the Ninth Heaven who has no restrictions at all have the same combat power.

Of course, reality is not like that; even if the Great Sage is terrible, he wouldn't be completely banned.

It has to be said that Lin Xian has created another miracle.

"The path to the other shore also contains the power of sacrifice?" Zhang Bairen clicked his tongue in amazement, unable to see the connection.

"It contains the true essence of cultivation, which is not to worship the person, but to offer sacrifices to oneself and to the true spirit."

Lin Xian said meaningfully, "The Immortal Path in the Mortal World is a rehearsal for the Path of Sacrifice, and the Nine Transformations of the Other Shore is a rehearsal for the Immortal Path in the Mortal World."

Burning away rules and order, sacrificing the supreme path to reach a higher realm, the same is true for the nine lifetimes in the mortal world. Abandoning the past life, living out the present life, and being reborn in nirvana one lifetime after another.

In losing something, you also gain something; leaving the sea of ​​suffering is like reaching the other shore.

"Offering sacrifices to the true spirit is somewhat similar to the power of the Dao, which allows one to pre-emptively draw upon future realms and pay the price of present forbidden numbers."

Zhang Bairen said thoughtfully, "The ancient laws also have such a realm."

"Sacred Sacrifice." Lin Xian nodded. As a fellow ancient being, he was naturally familiar with this special realm.

In the chaotic ancient era, few people cultivated this realm because entering it was extremely strange.

At this level, anyone's cultivation is very unstable. Sometimes they are no different from gods, possessing immeasurable power, but at other times they are in great danger, their cultivation level drops, and they may not even be as good as those in the Divine Fire Realm, let alone comparable to true gods.

“Some people use this to rise to prominence, while others are plunged into an abyss.” Zhang Bairen said with emotion, “In that realm, incomprehensible things often happen, such as the appearance of light that seems to fly, or the sight of mysterious palaces, which are mysterious and extremely strange.”

“Some even embarked on an unknown ancient road and sacrificed themselves.”

"Perhaps it wasn't about sacrificing oneself, but about seeing the truth of the world," Lin Xian whispered, sending a shiver down Zhang Bairen's spine.

"The truth of the world!" Zhang Bairen's expression gradually became solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Does the Dao Ancestor still believe that the Great Thousand World is a dream?"

Because of the rituals, many things are lost, and a special perspective is gained, so one embarks on a pilgrimage without realizing it.

"It is a dream, and it is also a cycle of reincarnation."

Lin Xian nodded and said, "The path to the other shore involves floating in the sea of ​​suffering and struggling to cross the cycle of reincarnation, but ultimately one must break free from reincarnation and reach the other shore."

"The Other Shore? Dao Ancestor refers to the Immortal Realm," Zhang Bairen asked tentatively.
"It's not the Immortal Realm, it's the True Realm, the only True Realm, the realm where I am the only one, the realm where I have become real." Lin Xian said solemnly, "He lives in His dream, and I live in mine."

In the One World Supreme Multiverse, the Realm of Truth reigns supreme over all other worlds. All other worlds and universes possess auras that differ from the Realm of Truth, evolving different laws and principles. Combining earth, fire, wind, water, metal, wood, and the five elements, they generate diverse realms and worlds.

The other worlds are either lower realms of the real world or parallel universes of the real world.

Once the real world changes, no matter how powerful one is in other worlds, one will be cast down to the mortal realm.

In this multiverse, the only true realm is the strange plateau, where energy is constantly resurrected, time can be reversed, and even Chu Feng, who has already sacrificed himself, can be sent back to start the third cycle of reincarnation. Its mechanism is simply heaven-defying.

To fight against such a heaven-defying mechanism, one must first preserve one's memories, and secondly, maintain one's realm. No matter how many times you reincarnate, I will remain supreme, and my realm will remain unchanged.

This involves the application of the Time Avenue.

On the Great Path of Time, the micro-management of the One-Life Other Shore was simply overwhelming, far surpassing that of the Immortal Emperor. While the Immortal Emperor was still violently severing all ages and shattering the sea of ​​time with a single punch, the One-Life Other Shore was already approaching the Dao Fruit by manipulating time.

To put it bluntly, the Great Way of Time is the fundamental and foundational Great Way of the multiverse.

Even if one achieves enlightenment, it is through having complete knowledge and control over the future, thus becoming an omniscient being. Because of this omniscience, one is omnipotent.

Once an Immortal Emperor attains dual Dao Fruits, his body will form its own myriad worlds. There is a high probability that he will maintain his individuality, accumulating experience life after life in the cycle of reincarnation, waiting for the opportunity for his ultimate leap.

In other words, you cannot use the blade of the plateau to sever my eternal shore.

"The One True Realm?" Zhang Bairen's brows remained furrowed as he asked, puzzled, "What we see is not real."

"To be precise, it's a deviation from reality." Lin Xian clapped his hands and laughed, "In this world, there are only relatively real things, not absolutely real things."

"That's why we need to constantly sacrifice, to sacrifice what doesn't belong to us, to sacrifice what was given to us by that person, so that we can live out our true selves and reach a new level."

"This is the true essence of sacrificial rites."

(End of this chapter)