In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 564 [Heavenly Tribulation and Immortality, the Book of Time]

Outside the Emperor's Cave, although the Demon Emperor Ruler was shattered, it still possessed a supreme aura. It was forged from Feathered Azure Gold and had large feather-like marks on it, making it seem like a flying immortal. It was inviolable and could not be attacked by force.

The five factions—the Divine Organization, the Underworld, Buddhism, Duan De, and the Black Emperor—each employed their supernatural powers to guide the immortals and soothe the lingering resentment of the gods.

"The Taiyin Wheel turns, the wondrous path of dragon transformation..." The demon god of the underworld chanted the true scripture. In his previous life, he was a powerful demon, who had mastered a part of the Demon Emperor Scripture and could gain the favor of the Measuring Ruler.

"Namo Amitabha!" The old monk with yellow eyebrows from the Buddhist sect used the power of faith, and the purple-gold Buddhist bridge beneath his feet extended. This bridge was made by the Amitabha Buddha Emperor, and was infused with the power of the thoughts of all living beings. It was forged from scraps of the imperial weapon, the Vajra Pestle, and could resolve the killing in the world and save all living beings.

The Divine Organization used a unique secret method to nourish the Demon Emperor Ruler in an attempt to repair it. This was their experience in repairing the Green Cauldron in the past, which was later learned by the Feathered Divine Dynasty and misinterpreted.

"Wang! Wang! Wang!"

The big black dog had a solemn and dignified appearance, as if a mythical celestial being had descended to earth. He held the "Soldier" incantation in his hand. As the Grand Steward of the Heavenly Court, he had some knowledge of the Nine Secrets.

Duan De was even more extraordinary. He used a certain secret technique to capture fragments of the Immortal Ruler. The Underworld Emperor's methods were heaven-defying. He was even better at finding treasures than the Treasure-Hunting Rat. Even imperial weapons could not escape his clutches.

Clutching the fragments of the Immortal Ruler, Duan De remained unwilling, gazing longingly in the direction of the dragon horse, muttering, "The greatest fortune was snatched away by a horse, how despicable..."

The spirit dragon horse had followed the demon emperor, and its inherited scriptures must have been guided and corrected by Xue Yueqing. For beings of the same race, it was no less than a celestial scripture.

The great sages also sighed, even if they obtained the fragments of the Immortal Ruler, it would not necessarily be greater than the Dragon Horse's gains, which spanned countless ages and was bathed in the essence of the Crimson Dragon.

The dragon-horse, with its extraordinary origins, is both a fully accomplished true dragon and a perfectly formed holy spirit, capable of contending with a fully accomplished holy body.

What does this mean? It's equivalent to the immortal liquid from all seven ancient wells of the Daoist Master being obtained by Longma alone, forging an unparalleled immortal foundation, and creating a second Holy Spirit Supreme of the Longma Clan. Such a fortune is worth more than a flawless imperial weapon.

"Oops."

In an instant, Duan De suddenly thought of something, his expression changed drastically, and he looked up at the deepest part of the Emperor's Cave, feeling very uneasy.

"What happened?" The Black Emperor was also taken aback. Even if he hadn't absorbed the Dragon Horse's fortune, he had already obtained the fragment of the Imperial Weapon, so it wasn't a loss. Why did the fat Taoist look so grim?

"Have you ever seen Lord Lin do a losing business?" Duan De gritted his teeth, pounded his chest and stamped his feet, saying, "There must be something more precious than an imperial weapon inside the Emperor's Cave."

The Black Emperor gradually came to his senses, let out a miserable scream, and charged towards the deepest part of the Emperor's Cave on all fours, roaring, "My treasure, my treasure!"

The rest of the group followed closely behind, cutting down anyone who stood in their way, and rushed into the deepest part of the dragon's lair.

"The imperial weapon is on the outermost layer; could the elixir of immortality be inside?"

Duan De, his face flushed, shouted, "Lord Lin, stop immediately! Everyone who sees this will get a share!"

"Come in quickly, there's a great treasure." Lin Xian's voice came from inside the cave, greeting everyone warmly, making the Great Sages envious.

Profits are tempting. If there really were an elixir of immortality, and the Great Sage consumed it, it would almost certainly lay the foundation for his quasi-emperor status. Who would give it up?

With a whoosh, a group of Great Sages rushed into the dragon's lair one after another, only to be completely dumbfounded the next second.

"Demon Emperor...you, you're not dead!"

Everyone trembled, revealing the same expression as Lin Xian, their legs went weak, and they couldn't stand up at all.

The aura of the ancient demon emperor made all the saints look up at the heavenly dragon as if they were ants, unable to reach it at all.

The true dragon shimmered with silver celestial light, like a supreme deity. In his eyes were the illusions of the starry sky and the terrifying scenes of the evolution of the universe. He silently looked down upon all living beings, seemingly possessing a spirit.

"Supreme Demon Emperor, we have not offended you, we are merely paying our respects at the imperial mausoleum."

One after another, the Great Sages trembled and kowtowed, none of them daring to resist. That vast and boundless vitality, that real and undeniable blood energy, was simply that of a living supreme being, a true emperor, even immortals could not match it.

"Forgive me, Demon Emperor. I am Xiao Hei from Zishan, a dog demon under the command of the Great Emperor Wushi. My origins are the most ordinary black dog. I admire you the most, so I have come to pay homage."

Black Emperor's fur stood on end, and he stuck out his bright red tongue, acting as if he were facing a little girl, trying to please her, even bringing up the Great Emperor Wushi.

Even when beating a dog, one must consider its owner. Wu Shi's reputation is such that everyone gives him some face.

"Well, Demon Emperor, please be aware that we came in with Longma..." Duan De was also sweating profusely, trying to find connections and make excuses, but soon this archaeologist came to a conclusion based on his rich experience.

“Something’s not right, something’s not right, this isn’t the Demon Emperor.” Duan De suddenly realized something and said in a deep voice, “It’s just an Emperor’s corpse with some of the marks.”

The great sages looked over and saw that the silver dragon ignored them, gazing at the universe in a daze.

This is definitely not a normal emperor.

"How could the Emperor's corpse possibly have a spirit?" the big black dog said in a trembling voice. "Could it be that the Emperor's corpse is sentient?"

They all knew of the existence of the Yellow Emperor Li Er, and with Duan De as the greatest proof, they couldn't help but ponder in another direction.

"Don't joke around." The Great Sages were drenched in cold sweat, their hearts plummeting from heaven to hell.

This is terrifying! Is the Demon Emperor dead or alive? Give me a definitive answer!

"It is neither the corpse of an emperor nor a living supreme being, but the obsession of the Demon Emperor."

Seeing that everyone was equally frightened, Lin Xian immediately felt at peace. He slowly walked out from behind the curtain, chanting the Scripture of Salvation and forming the Rebirth Mudra with his hands, causing the silver dragon to return to its origin.

With a rumble, the true dragon dissipated, yet it remained vibrant with life. It was a handful of imperial blood brimming with vitality, which had not been eroded by the passage of time.

"Imperial blood plus the Demon Emperor's obsession."

The great saints looked on with strange expressions, especially Duan De, an old expert in communicating with the spirits of the Emperor's corpse. His eyes flashed with divine light as he said in a deep voice, "The physical body is the origin of reincarnation. Hold on to this life, never let go of a single thought, and don't cling to the past."

"Although we cannot revive the Demon Emperor, we can recreate that fleeting moment in eternity."

"This is even more terrifying than divine thought, as it is blessed by the essence of imperial blood."

The Demon Emperor's cave collapsed, and the Emperor's blood and obsession fell onto a jade box. Even though there was an elixir of immortality inside, no one dared to risk their life and step forward.

This configuration is comparable to the divine will and human skin of the Sun Emperor being one. If the Demon Emperor were to return even briefly, even for a moment, it would be an eternal void, and even the Supreme Being could not stop it.

"What exactly is in the box? Is it the elixir of immortality or the flower of Dao?" a Great Sage murmured. For the Demon Emperor to remember it until his death, it must be an unparalleled celestial treasure.

"Ugh……"

Suddenly, a timeless, ethereal melody resounded from within the jade box, like an altar, carrying the echoes of bygone days.

The box contained not rare treasures, but a small wildflower that had been granted eternal existence by the Demon Emperor's magic.

To prove his Dao, the Demon Emperor conquered the starry sky for five hundred years. Before departing, he picked a bunch of wildflowers on a cliff and gave them to his beloved girl, promising her the whole world. But when Xue Yueqing became invincible and an unparalleled being throughout history, he returned to his homeland, only to find a grave left behind.

"Borrow five hundred years from Heaven!"

The Demon Emperor roared, wept, and suffered, battling across the nine heavens and ten earths, believing he had won over the entire universe and was blessed with eternal glory. But when he looked back, he was all alone, having lost his own world.

The great sages sighed, for every generation produces a new talent, each reigning supreme for tens of thousands of years. From the age of mythology, there was the Heavenly Venerable who created the Nine Secrets, the ancient emperor who was the only one who was supreme, and the Great Emperor who cared for all living beings. One after another, they were all peerless and their achievements illuminated the ancient history. They were truly amazing, but none of them could break the curse of time.

"On the path to immortality, one sighs at the alluring beauty; the merciless passage of time slays even the most outstanding talents."

Lin Xian shook his head. There was no solution to this path. Even a brilliant and beautiful woman like Xue Yueqing could not save a fleeting moment of beauty. Even the carefree Celestial Venerable, who claimed to have transcended time, could not affect himself.

"The gate to the Great Dao is a sacrificial ground; when will this tribulation of immortality end?"

Duan De sighed, and for some reason, tears welled up in his eyes. His body felt a strange tremor, as if he were experiencing the same thing.

Is it the Underworld Emperor, the Tribulation-Crossing Celestial Venerable, Duan De, or Cao Yusheng? What is the cause and effect of this past life?

The Demon Emperor went to great lengths to leave behind a flower, but what did the Underworld Emperor leave behind? All memories were erased, so even if there is reincarnation, they will not recognize each other.

"boom!"

The Demon Emperor's bloodline revived, his obsession returned, and his imperial aura surged forth, carrying the flower away without anyone stopping him. No one would dare to offend the Demon Emperor's obsession for a useless mortal flower.

At the same time, the other false tombs collapsed, and countless dragon-shaped energies could be seen soaring into the sky and merging into the real ancient tomb, like nine dragons undergoing nirvana, merging into a single pearl, radiating endless auspicious light.

This was a powerful and unparalleled life force, as if an ancient emperor had been resurrected and followed the Demon Emperor.

"The terrain is so majestic, with nine dragons guarding it!"

Duan De cried out in disbelief, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The Demon Emperor's methods are heaven-defying, blurring the lines between truth and falsehood. The true tomb is where obsessions are buried, while the false tomb is full of life, making him truly unpredictable.

"Could he really not be dead?"

Lin Xian's lips twitched, feeling very uneasy. It wasn't that he was overthinking it, but rather that there were too many examples of this.

Every emperor who has gone far on the path to immortality has his own special abilities. Unless they are as fierce as the Fighting Saint Emperor, who transforms into a battle immortal in the mortal world, they are all immortal even after death.

It is difficult to be completely resurrected, but it is also difficult to be completely dead.

Just like the Feathered Emperor, who appears to be dead now, but was resurrected a million years later.

Lingbao and the Demon Emperor are both beings that are dead but not yet dead.

"Demon Emperor, please wait!"

Amidst the astonished gazes of the Great Sages, Lin Xian actually took a step forward, holding the Human Emperor Banner and chasing after them. Black and white energies swayed, transforming into the Bridge of Helplessness to guide them, and evolving the world into an endless Netherworld.

One after another, Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas chanted sutras at the end of the underworld, expounding the ultimate Nirvana and the great path of emptiness that transcends death.

"The path to immortality is about to open, but darkness and turmoil are about to strike..." With the greater good of all living beings, Lin Xian invited the Demon Emperor's obsession to enter the Human Emperor's Banner, to do his last bit of effort for the universe.

Unfortunately, the Demon Emperor was not the Human Emperor. He had fulfilled his duties in life and was unwilling to bear such a burden after death. His only wish was to protect the last flower.

"The path to immortality is hard to find, so why not reincarnate?" Lin Xian once again spoke eloquently, using his great deception skills to expound on various methods of achieving longevity.

Unfortunately, the Demon Emperor was not the supreme ruler of the forbidden zone. He had forged his own path to immortality and had profound insights into longevity. He firmly believed that everyone except me was an outsider and still ignored Lin Xian.

The endless dragon energy transformed into countless true dragons, pulling the Demon Emperor's obsession and a flower towards the deeper reaches of the universe.

Finally, Lin Xian couldn't hold back any longer and unleashed his ultimate move, sneering repeatedly, "The Demon Emperor is confident in himself, perhaps he can be reborn into a completely new life millions of years later, but what about that little demon?"

"The universe is lenient towards those who become emperors, leaving them a glimmer of hope, but it has always been merciless towards the nameless."

"Don't even think about finding a similar flower in the cycle of reincarnation. Even the Heavenly Venerable who transcended tribulation and was reincarnated as the Underworld Emperor has not found a single Lunar Jade Rabbit since the age of mythology!"

"How can you succeed in death if you couldn't do it in life?"

With a thunderous roar, drop after drop of imperial blood soared into the sky, converging into a gemstone that seemed to beat like a heart, radiating unparalleled imperial might.

This is the essence blood of the Demon Emperor, containing his Great Dao, the life characteristics of the Great Emperor's body, and fragments of inheritance contained within his bloodline. Now, it is revived, and under the support of the vigorous life force of the dragon energy, it is as if reborn, constructing a flawless imperial corpse.

"Blood, dragon veins, heavenly tribulation..."

The Demon Emperor turned back with a persistent gaze, his eyes incredibly deep, revealing the vicissitudes of countless ages, with his divine consciousness flowing intermittently.

His state was not as murderous as that of the Azure Emperor, after all, although the Azure Emperor was courting death, he did not actually die.

Before his death, the Demon Emperor was unable to even reforge the Demon Emperor Ruler; his condition was exceptionally poor.

"The Demon Emperor reached the pinnacle of the Path to Dragon Transformation. His blood is his method of immortality, activating fragments of the Great Dao. It is only natural that it is so profound."

"The dragon vein's ability to grant immortality has been verified by countless emperors. Whether it's a spirit that has ascended to immortality or an emperor's corpse that has become spiritually connected, the essence is to use the power of heaven and earth to nurture the immortal essence within the body and live a new life. This is the Great Dao of the Field, and also the method to reach the heavens."

Lin Xian pondered carefully, then tentatively asked, "Is Heavenly Tribulation also a method for achieving immortality?"

The Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing remained silent, dressed in white, her gaze fixed on Lin Xian with composure and an air of authority that seemed to reach the heavens and subdue the netherworld.

He bears the mark of an emperor, the corpse of an emperor, and an obsession that has never faded through the ages; he has his own great path.

Lin Xian coughed lightly and slowly said, "What you keep in mind will surely come back to you. Unless a person becomes powerful enough to be an emperor among immortals, relying solely on one person's thoughts is useless."

"Only by relying on the prayers of all living beings and living in the hearts of all spirits can that person be brought back. This is the method of bestowing gods in Heaven."

"Although that woman was the Empress of the Demon Emperor, she died too early, her achievements were mediocre, and she had nothing to offer that would make all the spirits of the universe worship her."

"But if the Emperor and Empress could stand up during the darkness and turmoil, then things would be very different."

"The power of all living beings is great, but they are also ignorant and foolish. Sometimes they can even use ride-hailing services."

"There is a saying in our Heavenly Court: the Ancient Emperor is not an Emperor, nor is the Emperor Ye. Only the Emperor hanging on the wall is the Emperor."

The Demon Emperor remained silent for a moment, then slowly uttered four words: "The annals of time!"

(End of this chapter)