The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 102 Bessie's Plan

Looking up, you can see the mountain. The mountain is extremely steep and dangerous. There is only one steep mountain road leading directly to the temple on the top of the mountain.

The path is paved with gray stones, and each step is marked by the marks of time.

"Da da da!"

A tall and burly figure climbed up the mountain road with steady and slow steps, feeling the unique aura emanating from this ancient sacred mountain whose existence was unknown.

Soon, the corpse of the Shang ancestor reached the top of the mountain and saw the ancient temple that had stood on the Mal Mountain for countless thousands of years.

The Temple of Mal is the oldest and most mysterious place in the heavens. Legend has it that it was left behind by Mal, the oldest ancestor of the angel clan. There are countless legends related to it in the entire heavens and even in the universe.

At the entrance of the temple, in addition to the corpse of the Shang ancestor who had come up the mountain, there was also a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, wearing a blue-gray robe and standing with his hands behind his back.

His eyes were as black as ink. Even though the Temple of Light not far from the sacred mountain illuminated all the races in the heavenly realm with its brilliance, it was still dim in his eyes, dead silent and gloomy.

The breeze blew on his face, and the corpse of Shangzu smoothed the long hair on his forehead that was messed up by the wind. His eyes fell on the figure of the middle-aged man, and he felt a little surprised.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the sea of ​​clouds is at your feet, moving with the wind. You can see the clouds rolling and the wind and clouds surging, suddenly swallowing up the vast sky.

The middle-aged man looked down at the boundless sea of ​​clouds, taking in the vast mountains and rivers of the heavenly world. A look of satisfaction appeared on his face, as if he was enjoying this state.

As the second most powerful person in the world of Heaven, the corpse of Shang Zu was like a mountain, towering in the hearts of countless cultivators. But when he stood in front of the middle-aged man in green robe, he felt that his position was too low and he needed to look up to see his true appearance.

"Xitian, you are still alive."

"Xitian..." The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze from the sea of ​​clouds under the Maer Mountain, as if the words of the Shangzu corpse brought back memories.

"What an old name! The last time someone called me that was probably three hundred thousand years ago."

Bexi smiled, but the atmosphere around them became more and more oppressive, making the corpse of Shangzu feel a sense of crisis.

Among the twenty-four gods three hundred thousand years ago, before Xitian appeared in front of him, only Haotian was left in the world. Haotian had been the number one person in the world a hundred thousand years ago. It was not until Kong Yinxue escaped from the abyss of darkness that the title of number one in the world was lost.

Three hundred thousand years ago, Xitian's name was already better than Haotian's, and his cultivation had long been unfathomable. Now that he has survived three hundred thousand years, what level of strength should he have reached?

"Every era has its own geniuses, Xiao Shang. In this era of the Heaven Realm, you are the only one who is pretty good. Don't worry, I know that you are practicing the Three Corpses Refining Dao. The three corpses each have independent consciousness. The Yuan Corpse follows Haotian as a lackey, and the Demon Corpse is obsessed with devilish tricks all day long. They are not worthy of being in the upper class. Only your divine corpse that is concerned with the Heaven Realm can catch my eye." Bei Xi said slowly.

The Shangzu corpse remained alert and calm, saying, "It's truly rare to receive Xitian's praise. Xitian hasn't appeared in three hundred thousand years. It's rumored that he perished three hundred thousand years ago. Why did he appear to see me today? I wonder?"

"I've been silent for many years, and it wasn't time for me to show up yet. But recently, the universe has been in chaos, and people who shouldn't belong to this era have appeared one after another. I'm afraid it will be difficult to have peace in the future."

"Kong Yinxue has escaped from the abyss of darkness and has already broken through to the semi-ancestor realm. Once her cultivation is restored to its peak, the Hell Realm will surely attack the Heavenly Court.

The might of a Semi-Ancestor is enough to level the universe. Even the combined power of the myriad realms of Heaven cannot resist it. The Western Universe is adjacent to the Yellow Springs Star Sea, and the Heaven Realm is the dominant world of the Western Universe. If there is any discrepancy between the Wuding Divine Sea and the Kunlun Realm, the Heaven Realm will bear the brunt of the impact.

“When a Semi-Ancestor takes action, who among the cultivators in the Ten Thousand Worlds of Heaven can resist him?

Haotian? He had already reached the Heavenly Venerable level, and was probably close to the Semi-Ancestor realm, but he was not a Semi-Ancestor after all.

Pan Yuan? With his talent, after three hundred thousand years, he would at most barely be able to reach the level of Heavenly Venerable, but he would still be unable to resist.

As for the rest of the gods, in my opinion, they are nothing but chickens and dogs, vulnerable to attack."

Bessie spoke slowly and leisurely, her dark pupils were extremely deep, and her body, shrouded in a green robe, gave people a sense of standing tall and upright, and her expression and eyes revealed a sense of compassion for the world.

The corpse of Shang Zu has been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years and has seen many storms. It is not the first time that he has seen this ancient god, so he naturally has some understanding of his character.

"So, the Heaven Realm is in imminent danger, and the entire Celestial Realm is in imminent danger of collapse. Since Xitian has appeared, he must have thought of a way to break the impasse. Why not share it with me? If it's feasible, I'm naturally willing to help."

"Haha, he is a half-ancestor, how can he be defeated by ordinary means? Even I am far from being a match for the half-ancestor. But now we have an opportunity to break the deadlock. Once we succeed, the Heaven Realm will be above all the realms, and the danger of Kong Yinxue will be solved." Bei Xi said.

After hearing this, the corpse of Shang Zu thought for a moment, and when he thought about the recent major events, he soon had the answer in his mind.

"Xitian's target is the Temple of Truth?"

Bessie nodded. "To be precise, it's the legacy of the Great Emperor of Truth. The Great Emperor of Truth is the ancient ancestor, and a legendary figure among the ancestors. He is rumored to be the ancestor of the Saint Clan and the founder of the Saint Realm.

It's no exaggeration to say his achievements rival those of nature, unrivaled throughout the ages. The legacy he left behind by the First Ancestor, if one can grasp even a single glimpse of it, can reach the realm of a Half-Ancestor. If one seizes all the opportunities, one can even hope to become a First Ancestor. Having said this, Bessie fully explained her purpose. "That day, the remains of the Emperor of Truth revived, traversing the universe. The First Ancestor's divine might shook the Three Realms and Nine Paths. What a magnificent being!"

Isn't it a waste of resources for the ancestral legacy left by such an existence to fall into the hands of those people in the Temple of Truth?

If it falls into my hands, I can become a half-ancestor in no time. Then, whether it is Haotian or Kong Yinxue, who can stop me?
Who can prevent the Heaven Realm from becoming the leader of all realms and the center of the universe? "

The corpse of the Shang ancestor is silent, and the Great Emperor of Truth left behind four great legacies known to the whole universe. The Armor of Heavenly Punishment is in the control of Haotian, the Spear of Heavenly Punishment is in the hands of Mengge, the Origin of the Ancestral God is passed on to the Lord of the Truth Hall, and the Hong Ding, the first of the Nine Cauldrons, is in the hands of the Lord Wudao.

The three strongest ones in one temple have occupied three of the four great legacies of the Emperor of Truth. Given time, the Temple of Truth will surely soar to the sky and surpass the Temple of All Worlds.

The legacy of the ancestor of the Great Emperor of Truth is naturally attractive, but no one dares to be tempted by it.

The Lord of the Hall of Truth who has not yet entered the realm of immortality is nothing, but Mengge, who ranks fifth among the seventy-two demon gods of the ancient times, and Chen Wudao who suppressed Xu Fengjin in the Kunlun Realm, are the most terrifying existences under the Heavenly Venerable. They are the top-notch strong men of the time. Who dares to covet them?
Even though the corpse of Shangzu envied the legacy of the Emperor of Truth, he did not have the idea of ​​robbing it. Instead, he was trying to find a way to settle the feud between the Heaven Realm and the Temple of Truth. Ke Luo also deeply agreed with this. If it came to the last resort, it would not be a bad idea to push the corpse out and cut off its connection with the Heaven Realm.

But Bessie came, bringing with her terrifying strength and strong ambition.

"So, Xitian came here to ask me for help?"

Bei Xi nodded, "Yes, after all, the Heavenly Court is Haotian's territory. With the Heavenly Punishment Order and Heavenly Rules, he can still fight against the Banzu. Attacking them in the Truth Realm is too risky and too difficult. Once he fails, the chances of having another chance will be slim.

I want you to lure the Lord of the Hall of Truth out of Heaven in the name of Heaven, under the pretext of reconciliation with the Temple of Truth. On her way to Heaven, I will subdue her and take away her Ancestral Divine Source. Then, you and I will comprehend the Ancestral Divine Source of the Great Emperor of Truth together, and in the future, we can expect to become Semi-Ancestral, or even Ancestral."

Upon hearing this, the corpse of Shangzu frowned and said worriedly, "The master of the Hall of Truth has only reached the half-step immortality. If he leaves the Heavenly Court, Xitian will naturally capture him easily. But if this happens, the Heaven Realm and the Hall of Truth will be in a strife to the death. Even Haotian will intervene. Mengge is an ancient demon god. Demon cultivators have always been bloodthirsty. Chen Wudao is even more vindictive. Is Xitian going to push me and the entire Heaven Realm into the fire pit with just one word?"

Bei Xi remained calm and said, "When I take action, I will naturally conceal my identity. You simply asked the Lord of the Hall of Truth to go to the Heaven Realm. On the way, she was ambushed by the gods of the Hell Realm and was captured. Although you are involved, you and the Heaven Realm cannot be directly blamed.

"Xiao Shang, you are devoted to the Heaven Realm. You have made an indelible contribution to the Heaven Realm's prestige as the world's ruler today. But if you sit back and watch the Temple of Truth grow, once Haotian has enough helpers around him, will he still allow the Four Directions to dominate the world on equal terms with him?"

"Help me, help me become a semi-ancestor. This will not only save Kong Yinxue from danger, but also curb the momentum of the Truth Temple and the Heavenly Palace. When I succeed, I will help you fuse the three corpses and make you the final winner."

The corpse of Shangzu was somewhat moved. Bexi's words indeed touched upon the aspects that he cared about most, the interests of the heavenly world and the unity of the three corpses.

The Three Corpses refined the Dao and created the Yuan Corpse, the Demon Corpse and his Divine Corpse. The three corpses competed with each other and all stepped into the realm of immortality and infinity, but it was difficult to go further. The best way was to merge the other two corpses, reunite the three corpses into one, and reach the highest realm of the Three Corpses refined Dao.

Over the years, each of the three corpses has had its own opportunities. He has the support of the Temple of Light, the Demon Corpse is in charge of Shangqiu, and the Yuan Corpse follows Haotian. In terms of strength, even the God Corpse himself has to admit that the Yuan Corpse following Haotian has gradually widened the gap between him and the Demon Corpse.

In time, there is a great possibility that Yuanshi will become the final winner, merge with the Demon Corpse, ascend to the level of Heavenly Venerable, Semi-Ancestor, and become a giant in the universe.

Outsiders only think that the three corpses are one body, but they don't know that the three corpses have independent consciousness and can no longer be counted as one person.

He had planned for hundreds of thousands of years and created the prosperous paradise together with Ke Luo. How could he let the Yuanshi take advantage of it?
If one's own consciousness no longer exists, leaving only a body as a dowry for others, what's the point?
This is something that the corpse of Shangzu cannot tolerate, and it is also the biggest flaw in his mind.

No one is not afraid of death, and Bessie obviously grasped the flaw in his heart.

After thinking for a long time, the corpse of Shangzu finally made up his mind.

"I can find a way to lure the Lord of the Hall of Truth out of Heaven, but I won't do it in the name of Heaven. Regardless of success or failure, this matter has nothing to do with Heaven."

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Bessie also smiled.

"Xiao Shang, I'm waiting for your good news."

The figure in green robe slowly dissipated, and turned out to be just an incarnation of divine power. Seeing this scene, Shang Zu's divine corpse was slightly shocked. He had not realized that what Bei Xi came with was just an incarnation. What level of cultivation must he have reached? No wonder he dared to make such a bold statement that he could become a half-ancestor.

For a moment, Shangzu's corpse had a better grasp of what Beixi said, and some expectations arose in his heart.

Suppressing his thoughts, he calmed down and walked towards the entrance of the Temple of Mal.

The troubled times are coming, and even the foundation for dominating the world seems weak in this storm. After so many years of preparation, it is time to activate the backup plans in the Temple of Mal.

"Ancestor?" The corpse of Shangzu looked towards the direction of the Temple of Truth and shook his head.

"In ancient history, the Temple of Truth wasn't the only place where ancestors were born."

(End of this chapter)