The Legend of the Great Saint: Start from the Sign-in at Mount Tai

Chapter 461 One glance, more than two hundred thousand years!
Ruthless people are originally ordinary people.

Yet his talent was astonishing. When the bodies of kings, gods, and even holy spirits illuminated the world, he rose against the tide step by step, fought his way out of a bloody path, and proved himself to be a great emperor, illuminating the eternal time and space.

No one knows her real name, and most likely few people even know what she looks like.

It was only because she created the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, which allowed her to devour and refine the origins of various royal and divine bodies for her own use, that countless exceptionally talented individuals fell victim to her advance.

Furthermore, because she couldn't find the celestial gold to refine her imperial weapon, she ultimately went so far as to refine her own imperial body into the Devouring Demon Jar, the imperial weapon.
Such a decisive and ruthless person, even to herself, earned her the title of "ruthless person" from later generations.

But who knows that even the ruthless can be vulnerable, and even the ruthless can be kind!

Who knows the sorrow and suffering of this ruthless person throughout their life!

It was all a cruel twist of fate that forced an innocent little girl into becoming a ruthless emperor that many people feared.

No one knew that she never wanted to become an emperor. If she had a choice, she would only want to stay with her brother forever and be an innocent and carefree little girl who was pampered by her brother.

Few people know how much pain she felt when she said, "I don't want to become an immortal, I just want to wait for you to return in the mortal world."

Watching the figure step into the valley.

Both Lu Zhou and Ye Fan couldn't help but think of that one sentence.

Not for immortality, but only to wait for your return in the mortal world.

A soft sigh echoed in the hearts of both Lu Zhou and Ye Fan.

Lu Zhou also thought of the little girl.

Looking at the peerless and solitary figure before him, if he hadn't possessed the perspective of the Heavenly Emperor and been thoroughly familiar with the original work, he would have found it truly difficult to connect the ruthless person with the little girl.

These are two completely opposite extremes.

One is the Ruthless Great Emperor, whose power shook the universe and who was revered and worshipped by all living beings. Even after more than 200,000 years, people still turn pale when they talk about him.

The other one is a little cutie with big, pure eyes who is always so sensible. Just by looking at her, you can't help but want to protect her, cherish her deeply, and give her all the good things in the world.

With such an extreme contrast, who could possibly connect them?
Perhaps, the existence of Little Nannan has never represented only the cultivation of the Ruthless Man's Longevity Technique!

'She also represents a ruthless person's memories and hopes from their childhood.'

As this thought arose in Lu Zhou's mind, the Empress's figure had already passed in front of the three of them.

From beginning to end, the Empress never once looked at the place where the three of them were standing.

It's unclear whether it was because the three of them were simply not worthy of the Empress's attention, or whether the Empress simply hadn't noticed their existence.

She stood intently before the Yin-Yang Spring in the center of the valley, her eyes fixed on the figure that always floated on the surface of the spring.

The Empress's eyes were like two incredibly deep black holes in the universe, with terrifying Dao order dancing within them.

A treasure bottle of the Great Dao condensed above her head, from which countless Great Daos descended, seemingly capable of crushing the eternal blue sky.

At this moment, a ripple appeared on her face, as if she had made some remarkable discovery through the figure floating on the surface of the pool.

Suddenly, the Empress sat cross-legged by the spring, her eyes still fixed on the reflection in the water.

The chanting of scriptures, as if piercing the ears, echoed through the valley, yet it was difficult to hear clearly, leaving Duan De and Ye Fan at a loss.

But Lu Zhou recognized the chanting the moment the scripture began: it was the Devouring Heaven Demon Art.

Chaos raged, and the chaotic mist rising around the Empress grew increasingly intense. Fortunately, none of this caused any harm to Lu Zhou and his companions.

And so, time seemed to fly by, and before you knew it, a year, two years, ten years had passed.
A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the Empress, who had been sitting cross-legged by the spring, watching the figure in the spring, suddenly moved.

She raised her hands, which were as clear as jade, yet shrouded in endless, chaotic mist.

Lu Zhou and the other two immediately focused their attention on that direction.

But after a short while, Lu Zhou and the others felt a sharp pain in their eyes, as if they were watching something they shouldn't be watching.

Nevertheless, they all endured the burning sensation of the Great Dao rising in their eyes, and stared intently at the Empress's movements.

The Empress's talent was unparalleled, and throughout history, few could rival her.

She is performing a legal act right now.

By observing the Heavenly Venerable of Tribulation lying in the spring, the Empress had already glimpsed a portion of the Heavenly Art of Tribulation Transcending.

At this moment, she was deducing the portion of the Tribulation Transcending Heavenly Technique that she had already glimpsed.

The eyes of Lu Zhou and the other two were shining.

This is a great emperor personally demonstrating the Dharma, progressing from simple to complex.

Not to mention Ye Fan, even Duan De, who was already cultivating the Tribulation Transcending Heavenly Art, and Lu Zhou, who had obtained the Tribulation Transcending Heavenly Art and spent a lot of time and effort comprehending it, knew that this was an immense opportunity.

They all cherished this opportunity.

I was completely absorbed in it.

Ye Fan gripped the Bodhi seed tightly in his hand.

Both Lu Zhou and Duan De possessed supreme treasures of enlightenment that radiated divine light.

Soon, they were all immersed in enlightenment, their minds free of distractions, their entire being focused on the Empress's gradual and profound exposition of the Dharma.

Do not!
The Empress was not just performing magic.

She is still creating laws.

Lu Zhou's eyes were burning.

He not only has the Devouring Heaven Demon Art for signing in, but he also has the Undying Heaven Art for signing in.

He has also conducted in-depth research on both of these celestial skills.

He clearly noticed that in the process of the Empress constantly performing the ritual, she had deduced some traces of the Immortal Heavenly Art.

Lu Zhou knew very well that the Devouring Heaven Demon Art elucidated the profound meaning of the transformation from a mortal body to a chaotic body.

The Undying Heavenly Art, which originated from the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, is no longer just about physical transformation, but directly addresses the essence of transformation, further elucidating the true meaning of the word "transformation".

Without a doubt, the Tribulation Transcending Heavenly Skill also elucidates the concept of transformation.

In each and every lifetime, one buries oneself, and within one's own body, the seal of reincarnation is formed. This is also a path of transformation that leads directly to immortality, a series of sublimations and transformations of the self.

Clearly, the Empress was inspired by the part of the Tribulation Transcending Heavenly Technique she had glimpsed, and thus pushed her path forward once again.

In the years that followed, these facts were indeed proven true.

Lu Zhou could clearly see that, as time passed, the Undying Heavenly Art was gradually taking shape in the hands of the Empress.

Perhaps it was because she had exhausted too much energy, even a few strands of white hair appeared in the Empress's hair, and her flawless face, which even the heavens would envy, showed signs of fatigue.

Even so, she was still exceptionally beautiful, and no one could compare to her.

After an unknown amount of time, the Empress stopped performing and creating spells.

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she had encountered some trouble.

A soft sigh escaped from her red lips, sounding like a resounding bell, shaking the entire universe and causing the heavens and earth to change color.

Lu Zhou and the other two were also awakened by this soft sigh.

They all discovered that their cultivation had not increased at all.

But all three of them had excited expressions on their faces, looking overjoyed.

The process of the Empress's creation and application of magic became a mark, deeply engraved in their hearts.

They all knew that this would be an unparalleled treasure trove for them, one that they could spend their entire lives exploring.

Just then, Duan De suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and not only him, but also Ye Fan.

It was as if they had suddenly been targeted by some prehistoric beast.

A chill rose from their tailbone and instantly enveloped their entire bodies. Large beads of cold sweat poured from their pores.

In an instant, their clothes were soaked, making them look as if they had just been pulled out of the water.

The empress, who had been sitting cross-legged by the spring, suddenly rose, and a chaotic mist instantly enveloped her, making her impossible to see clearly.

At the same time, two imposing beams of chaotic light shot out from the Empress's eyes, sweeping over Duan De and Ye Fan, who was standing beside Lu Zhou.

Within the valley, the road roared, the wind and clouds changed suddenly, the sky collapsed and the earth caved in, and colorful fragments of time and space flew around incessantly, forming a passage that allowed one to see through two different time and space.

Both Ye Fan and Duan De felt as if all their secrets had been seen through when they were scanned by those two chaotic gazes.

"She...she saw me."

"Her gaze transcends time and space, and is fixed on me."

Under the Empress's gaze, Ye Fan and Duan De were like cats whose tails had been stepped on, and they both bristled.

This caused them to lose their composure instinctively and let out a gasp.

It was only at this moment that Duan De realized that his feeling of being followed was not an illusion.

It turned out that Ye Fan was following him.

But at that moment, he had no interest in dealing with the matter at all.

Despite being separated by time and space, being watched by the legendary ruthless person still made his scalp tingle and his whole being feel uneasy.

He desperately wanted to run away.

His body, however, was beyond his control. He felt as if his feet suddenly weighed an immense weight, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

Finally, the fat man trembled like a quail. He dug a hole, stuck out his big, fat buttocks, and buried himself in it.

Ye Fan truly deserves to be called the future Heavenly Emperor Ye.

Although he was also terrified and his heart was pounding with panic, cold sweat kept dripping from his head.

But he still met the ruthless man's gaze, then forced a smile onto his face, which he considered to be the most amiable one, and then spoke to the Empress.

"Hi!"

"Um... cough cough, Ye Fan, the Holy Body of the Human Race, greets the Great Emperor of the Human Race!"

I wonder if the Empress heard Ye Fan's greeting to her.

In short, the Empress made no comment.

She just stared intently at Ye Fan, ignoring Duan De who was pretending to be dead.

This is a gaze that has spanned more than 200,000 years.

It was clear that the chaotic mist surrounding the Empress was becoming increasingly violent.

This seems to be just like the Empress's feelings when she saw Ye Fan.

If one could break through the chaotic mist surrounding the Empress, one would surely see that her pupils were now filled with Ye Fan's figure.

Her eyes turned red with envy.

His body was trembling.

Two lines of clear tears welled up in her eyes.

The empress was overwhelmed by a variety of emotions, including great sorrow, great joy, and great shock.

"picture"

"They look so alike!"

"Brother, is that you?"

"There's no mistake, it must be you. My prediction was correct; the same flower will eventually bloom in this world."

The Empress was overwhelmed with emotion when she suddenly saw someone who looked exactly like her brother.

This seems to confirm her deductions that have spanned the universe over the years.

This made her even more convinced that there is an afterlife, and that her brother would definitely return at some point in the future.
"It is your next life, returning in the cycle of reincarnation."

"I will wait for you, in this mortal world, forever, until you return."

"I will search for you, until I find you."

She excitedly strode forward, seemingly wanting to get a closer look at her brother.

She kept uttering words from her lips, but unfortunately, apart from Lu Zhou, neither Ye Fan nor Duan De could hear what she was saying, nor could they understand her through lip reading.

The power of time and space is too great; it has disrupted everything.

The Qiankun Pearl floated and sank in the Sendai of Luzhou, scattering wisps of nine-colored light.

And the Empress.
"No"

She screamed in panic.

She reached out her hand, as if trying to grasp something, to hold onto something.
No matter how hard she tried, no matter how many means she exhausted, she could not cross this distance in time and space. She simply could not get close to Ye Fan across this distance, nor could she communicate with him in any way.

The space-time tunnel was collapsing, and Ye Fan's figure and her figure became increasingly blurry in each other's eyes.

Until finally, everything completely disappeared.

Before time and space completely broke apart, the Empress caught a fleeting glimpse of another figure.

A figure she hadn't noticed at all before.

That figure stood beside 'her brother'.

The figure was blurry and indistinct. Even with her abilities, she couldn't deduce anything afterward. It was as if some mysterious force had erased all the secrets about that figure, preventing it from being revealed to the world.

It made her feel that the blurry figure existed neither in the past, nor in the present, nor in the future.

At most, it can only be seen with the naked eye.

Only when one's own eyes see that figure can one know of his existence.

Everything about him has become uncertain.

He was the source of that variable.

Everything revolves around him.

He was like the center of the entire world, and everything revolved around him.

"Cough cough."

The Empress coughed up blood.

He stopped himself from continuing to deduce the blurry figure.

After a long, long time, she stood there forlornly, her gaze once again falling upon the figure in the spring.

In the Empress's mind, the image of Duan De, whom she had previously seen across time and space, flashed through her mind.

She looked at the reincarnation mark formed within the figure in the spring pool, and it flashed past the reincarnation mark she had seen within Duan De when she saw through him.

After some deduction, she successfully grasped a glimpse of the future.

In her eyes, chaos was swirling, and fragments of time and space were dancing.

She saw Duan De, holding a jar lid, walking with 'her brother', and she had lent the jar lid to 'her brother' several times.

The lid of the jar made her stare blankly into thought.

Time flowed like a tide, rolling backward, and she saw that it was she who had enabled Duan De to obtain the jar lid forged from her head.
(End of this chapter)