In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 545 [The Great Era Begins, the Golden Crow Emperor Arrives]

The Holy Spirit Elixir is incredibly precious. Its ingredients are seven equal parts of the Supreme Deity, and every drop is enough to transform a person completely. It is a gift left to future generations by the Celestial Venerable of Morality.

For the elderly, taking it prolongs their lives; for the young, it helps them achieve breakthroughs. Even just smelling it is an immense blessing.

The human saints and their allies celebrated in the palace. Everyone benefited greatly from the banquet, making the cultivators of all races envious, but to no avail.

Even the Quasi-Emperor Tengshe was killed by the Heavenly Court. Who in the mortal world can rival the Heavenly Court? At least not in the nearby star field!
"Serpent meat, Holy Spirit wine—even when my father was alive, there was no such extravagance. Truly a prosperous reign!" The Holy Prince, drunk and flushed, laughed heartily, "Congratulations to the Heavenly Court! How magnificent!"

Even during the reign of the Old Holy Emperor of Battle, the Quasi-Emperor knew his limits and couldn't eat it every meal. He had never even tasted such a rare treasure as the Supreme Holy Spirit Immortal Wine.

The assembled elites were also moved, raised their glasses in a gesture of respect, and exclaimed with admiration, "How magnificent is the Heavenly Court!"

The flesh of a quasi-emperor and the wine of the supreme ruler—even a banquet hosted by the Heavenly Emperor could not surpass this.

Great Sage Qinghuang, Great Sage Canghai, all the Great Sages, the protectors and guides on the ancient road, the human saints, and all the cultivators who had contributed to the defense of the tenth human realm, all rose up at this moment, unanimously congratulating the Emperor and the Heavenly Court, shouting: "Heavenly Court, how magnificent!"

The roar of mountains and the sound of tsunamis echoed throughout the ancient road of humanity, reverberating across the primitive planet and lingering over the continent for a long time. Some great saints of humanity even circulated the divine sound of the Great Dao, making the starry sky hear it.

The Great Saints of all races, who were stationed in the outer starry sky and waiting for their opportunity, couldn't help but tremble at this moment. Faced with such a vast aura, they felt fear.

Amidst a constellation of stars and a grand struggle for supremacy, a colossus rises, its brilliance shining upon all realms, and none can afford to ignore it.

No organization can ignore an opponent capable of killing a quasi-emperor.

Whether it was through trickery or by chance, the Heavenly Court succeeded in proving that it could fight against a Quasi-Emperor!

"What a magnificent Heavenly Court!"

A white-haired, weakened, and over eight thousand-year-old Great Sage of the Light Clan gazed at the starry sky, sighed, and turned to leave, saying, "Let's go. If our little ancestor doesn't come out, the affairs of the Heavenly Court are no longer something our clan can participate in."

In their pursuit of the Quasi-Emperor Tengshe, several imperial weapons were deployed, but they were powerless to suppress the Divine Refining Pot. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Light Clan brought out this ancestor as their last trump card.

"Are we just going to let it go like this?"

Another young Great Sage of Light said with great resentment, "If my grandfather were here..."

He is a descendant of the prince from five thousand years ago, and his bloodline is still very strong. He holds a very high position within the Light Clan.

"The path to immortality is about to open, and this dark upheaval will be unprecedented."

The elder of the Light Clan, a sage from the ancient era, possessed rich experience. He said solemnly, "It could very well be comparable to the ancient war of gods. If we are not careful, even the royal family could be overthrown. We cannot afford to waste any of our strength."

Green Cauldron pursued and killed the Quasi-Emperor Tengshe, while Refining God Pot took the opportunity to escape. They had already achieved their goal for this trip and there was no need for further trouble.

The grandson of the Radiant Emperor remained silent for a moment, gazing at the endless starry sky, and murmured, "Thirty emperors and sovereigns throughout the ages, countless sages and saints buried in the dust, immortality, so difficult, so difficult, so difficult..."

"Where exactly did Little Ancestor go?" The Great Sage of the Light Clan held the Refining God Pot, stared at the dark void, his white eyebrows furrowed tightly, and murmured, "He was a Great Sage more than four thousand years ago, and he was protected by an ancient imperial weapon. Even a Quasi-Emperor might not be able to keep him."

Even a prince-level Great Sage plus an ancient imperial weapon might not be able to defeat a Quasi-Emperor, but they could definitely escape back to the Bright Ancestral Star.

But there's been absolutely no news lately, which is highly suspicious.

If the ancient prince of light had not met with an accident, the Light Clan could have either competed for the path to immortality or ruled the vast universe, making their situation completely different.

"It seems my grandfather had dealings with that emperor back then." The fourth-generation descendant of the Bright Emperor looked grave and very worried, and made a bold guess: "Could it be that the one who was about to attain enlightenment, in order to seize the throne, secretly harmed my grandfather..."

The Divine Court Emperor, renowned for his prestige, was born into the Vermilion Bird Clan and possessed extraordinary bloodline. He originally cultivated the Flawless Dao Scripture, but after rescuing the Prince of Light, he comprehended a scripture called the Scripture of Light.

Because of the life-saving grace, there is no problem in passing on the ancient imperial scriptures. The Prince of Light is the ancestor of the entire Light Clan and has such authority.

The problem is that after the Prince of Light finished teaching the Scripture of Light, he mysteriously disappeared without leaving any instructions for the Light Clan. What is most puzzling is that the Scripture of Light that the Emperor received was not just one or two volumes, but the complete and flawless Ancient Imperial Scripture.

Handing over the flawless ancient scripture would reveal the weaknesses of the entire race to the other side. Which ancient prince would do such a thing?
“If it is the Emperor’s doing, he cannot achieve the Dao, and his Dao heart will inevitably be flawed.”

The leader of the Light Clan, Sheng, had a gloomy expression and said coldly, "Throughout history, emperors and sovereigns can be upright and honorable, ruthless and heartless, single-mindedly devoted to the Dao, and even devoid of emotions and nature. However, they must never be despicable and shameless, resorting to sneak attacks to win. Without an emperor's heart, how can one attain the Dao?"

"The great emperors of all dynasties took two or three thousand years to attain enlightenment. How many people achieve great things late in life? If one does not attain enlightenment in a day, one will only ever be a quasi-emperor."

"Let's be patient for now and wait until Mingguang is promoted to Quasi-Emperor before we go to question him and look for clues!"

If the speculation is true, the fact that the Emperor is four or five thousand years old and still hasn't attained enlightenment is very likely because he is trapped by inner demons. He poisoned his own brothers back then and can't get over that hurdle.

"Is Father about to take that step?" The fourth-generation descendant of the Bright Emperor's eyes lit up. The Bright Prince from five thousand years ago left behind more than one offspring, the most amazing of whom was only one step away from becoming a quasi-emperor. He was the source of the Bright Clan's confidence in facing the Golden Age.

"The Quasi-Emperor Pass isn't too difficult for the grandson of the Emperor; it'll be over in the next one or two hundred years." The Great Sage of the Light Clan sighed. The bloodline of the ancient emperor is truly heaven-defying. The ancient emperor of Light sealed his princes for future generations not only to prepare for the path to immortality but also for the sake of the race's long-term survival.

The ancient prince himself is expected to achieve enlightenment in an unconventional way, and the remaining imperial grandsons are all at least Great Saints. Occasionally, they can give birth to a few Quasi-Emperors, allowing a royal family to continue its glory for tens of thousands of years.

"Two hundred years from now, let's come back and challenge the heroes of the world."

The two Great Saints of the Light Clan unleashed the Divine Refining Pot, piercing through the void, and departed with confidence, anticipating a bright future.

The universe is vast and the starry sky is endless. Great Sages can only retreat to a small area and travel along the star path. Only Quasi-Emperors can tear through space with their physical bodies and travel freely through the starry sea.

While ten thousand Great Saints may emerge from all the heavens and myriad realms, there may not be a hundred Quasi-Emperors. Quasi-Emperors are rare throughout history, representing a powerful realm on the path to becoming an emperor. They are the true protagonists and supporting characters of the great universe, capable of enacting their own dramas in history and leaving behind a name for themselves.

As news of the slaying of the Quasi-Emperor Tengshe spread throughout the universe, names like Ye Fan, Lin Xian, and the Black Emperor resounded across countless realms, becoming etched in history. They finally stepped onto the stage of the great universe, catching the eye of some supreme beings who no longer ignored them and turned them into rivals.

In the center of a certain galaxy, a colossal Dharma image stands tall, surrounded by the sun, moon, and stars. Heaven and earth seem to be beneath its feet, its aura encompassing the primordial universe and looking down upon all races. It truly possesses a trace of the aura of an emperor or sovereign. A dazzling blue tower rises and falls, thirty-three stories high, representing the thirty-three heavens of supreme power. Moreover, primordial energy descends from each level like a celestial river.

It was actually forged from eternal blue gold, an ultimate material unique to the Great Emperor, belonging to one of the nine immortal golds, and extremely rare in the mortal world.

A single imperial tower is enough to demonstrate the owner's ambition.

At the edge, one after another great saint cast fervent, worshipful glances, bowing and prostrating as if paying homage to an emperor. This was a being about to attain enlightenment; if the investment succeeded, he could ascend to heaven like a dragon, and his family would prosper for tens of thousands of years.

A streak of light flashed, and a purple-haired Great Sage stepped forward, respectfully reporting the intelligence from the tenth level of the human race.

"Old Tengshe has been beheaded?"

"A person who hasn't even stepped into the first level of heaven is not worthy of being called a quasi-emperor."

Before the Emperor could speak, another tall figure appeared, enveloped in radiance, like a supreme deity. The Great Sage was like an ant before him. His voice was ruthless and scathing: "A few juniors, relying on the power of the Emperor's weapon, dare to be arrogant and establish a Heavenly Court. It's truly laughable."

"Vice Master, please allow me to report." The Great Sage, who came to deliver the message, said tremblingly, "It is said that they come from the divine organization and are related to the ancient Heavenly Court of mythology."

"The rotten should be rotten!" Yu Huatian, the vice-leader of the Divine Court and a genuine quasi-emperor, sneered, "This life belongs to the people of this generation."

A surging, chaotic aura flowed, far surpassing that of the old Tengshe. With just this aura, it could kill the Great Sage as easily as crushing an ant.

"To ascend to immortality requires the capacity to tolerate others; throughout history, there has never been a holy body that has attained enlightenment..."

Suddenly, a calm voice rang out. The being sitting cross-legged on the thirty-third level spoke, like a great emperor reigning over all the heavens and myriad realms, dispelling the boundless killing intent of the Feathered Heaven.

"Yes, Emperor."

The once arrogant Quasi-Emperor was filled with awe before the Emperor. Yu Huatian turned around and bowed, as if paying homage to a supreme being, without the slightest airs.

"Your Majesty, you truly are a future emperor, destined to attain enlightenment."

The Great Sage of the Vermilion Bird Clan flattered, "No matter how strong your Holy Body is, you are still a subject under the Great Emperor's rule. The other imperial sons only rely on the glory of their fathers. How can they compare to a true Vermilion Bird Great Emperor!"

"Indeed, indeed. The successive Holy Bodies and Ancient Emperors have carried on the legacy and quelled the chaos of darkness, all of which are admirable stories."

A human sage also spoke up to advise: "In my humble opinion, Your Majesty is merciful. Why not grant him a title of divine general and confine him here to fight for the Great Emperor?"

"You just have to figure it out."

The Emperor spoke calmly, closed his eyes, and turned to focus on his cultivation. He didn't care about the Holy Body Emperor's son at all; he wanted to concentrate his energy on more important matters.

If one can become an emperor, one will enjoy eternal glory; if one cannot attain enlightenment, everything will be in vain.

No matter how powerful the Holy King is, or how amazing the Imperial Prince is, if one step is slow, all steps will be slow, and there is only one Heavenly Heart Mark!
"Follow the law!"

Yu Huatian bowed deeply, then went to draft the edict. The other Great Sages were not surprised, as Yu Huatian was in charge of the Divine Court.

As for the Emperor, he became increasingly impatient because he could not break through for a long time. Especially after the age of three thousand, he had no mind to deal with government affairs and focused on cultivation. For the past two thousand years, all the affairs of the Divine Court have been managed by Yu Huatian.

Fire Mulberry Star, where sacred flames fill the sky, grows a special kind of mulberry tree that can both start fires and ward off evil. It is said to be a branch descendant of the immortal tree Fusang. On each mulberry tree lives a divine beast—the Golden Crow!
Since ancient times, Huosang Star has been inhabited entirely by the Golden Crow Clan, the ancestral star of this race. Throughout history, countless geniuses and great saints have emerged, and occasionally a quasi-emperor will appear, demonstrating the terrifying power of this race.

The Golden Crow clan now has an old quasi-emperor in charge, but he is too old to walk. He relies on a special longevity method to extend his lifespan by rooting himself in the ancestral star. He can only defend against external enemies, and he will die suddenly once he leaves the Fire Mulberry Star.

When news of the Daoist Immortal Elixir reached the Golden Crow Clan, the Golden Crow Great Saints were eager to try their luck, and many acted alone, wanting to get a share of the pie.

But after the tragic death of the Tengshe Quasi-Emperor, all the Golden Crows calmed down, their flame-surrounded bodies now feeling icy cold.

"To annihilate... a quasi-emperor, the Heavenly Court, cough cough, that's truly a remarkable method."

The old quasi-emperor of the Golden Crow Clan sighed, speaking haltingly. His days were numbered, like the setting sun, leaving only its last rays.

"It's a pity that the Ancestor is unable to act." A Golden Crow Great Sage shook his head and said, "He allowed the Heavenly Court to monopolize the Dao Venerable's Immortal Treasury."

"Are we just going to let this go? The immortal liquid of a Great Perfection Holy Spirit, and the six ancient wells—these things might not appear even once every hundreds of thousands of years."

“Comparable to the elixir of immortality, and comparable to the Nine-Turn Immortal Pill, such celestial treasures were previously enjoyed by emperors. Only in this era without an emperor is there such an opportunity. Are we to let this chance slip by?”

Another golden crow with crimson feathers immediately said anxiously, "If we can snatch it, it might allow our ancestor to live a second life."

"In the second life, even the great emperors of all dynasties found it difficult to comprehend, let alone me. I gave up that idea long ago."

The old quasi-emperor Jinwu gave a self-deprecating smile, but his gaze was deep and unfathomable as he looked towards a certain direction in the starry sky, seemingly lost in thought.

“Without the Ancestor’s intervention, who can contend with the Heavenly Court?” The Golden Crow Great Sage said bitterly, “Even the Quasi-Emperor Tengshe has been slain.”

"Tengshe, that little thing, truly, in times of adversity, even a mere upstart can rise to fame." An old golden crow, whose feathers were almost all gone and who had lived for over eight thousand years, sighed, "Searching the entire starry sky, it's hard to find a second flawless quasi-emperor. How pitiful and lamentable."

Golden Crow Great Sage was slightly taken aback and asked in confusion, "Quasi-Emperors are rare, isn't that to be expected?"

"Even if there were fewer, there should still be a few quasi-emperors, instead of them all dwindling like this now." The eight-thousand-year-old Golden Crow's eyes were misty, as if tears were welling up, as he recalled his glorious past and said with immense pride, "There was once a Golden Crow that wiped out an entire generation of quasi-emperors!"

"No, it was the extermination of the second-generation quasi-emperors." The old quasi-emperor Jinwu said with a bitter smile, "We old monsters who have paid homage to the Azure Emperor are really damn unlucky. In one era, our Dao hearts have been shattered twice."

The Golden Crow Great Sages were puzzled. The first person should refer to their Golden Crow Clan's Supreme Emperor Di Jun, but who was the second person?

(End of this chapter)