The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 125: Ji Wang, why don't you wake up? (Ask for monthly tickets)

The Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Diagram, once opened, will lead to seven reincarnations, while the world outside the diagram is seven days.

The thick fog gradually dissipated and birds flew through the forest.

After a night dance of fish and dragons, the figures of Yue Shen and Chen Ping reappeared on the deck of the boat.

The Moon Goddess was no longer as aloof as before. She leaned against the man's broad chest, showing a bit more gentleness of a new wife.

"I always feel like I've stepped into a trap woven by the God. Did the God save me in the first place just for this day?"

Chen Ping chuckled, and slightly tightened his arms around the slender waist, holding the beauty in his arms tighter.

"Since you've fallen into my trap, you'll never be able to escape. Now that things have come to this, why bother delving into it so deeply?"

The Moon Goddess frowned slightly, and then seemed tired, so she leaned on the man's chest and fell asleep.

That year, the girl under the jade osmanthus tree in the Moon Palace, after many twists and turns, finally got the home of her dreams.

"I only wish your heart is like mine, and I will not let you down."

Two holy souls flew out of the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths diagram and landed back into the bodies of Ling Feiyu and Zhang Ruochen.

Ling Feiyu swept away his previous dejection and became a sword saint again. The might of his sword emanated from him. It was through the experience of seven reincarnations in the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Diagram that he broke through the shackles of the Saint King realm in one fell swoop and became a One-Step Saint King.

Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level was only half-saint, so he could not fully absorb the memories of the seven reincarnations. He had to seal the memories of the seven lives separately and leave them for later unlocking.

Ling Feiyu's cultivation level was fully restored and she reached a higher level. After this incident, she also let go of the grudge between her and Lin Suxian. Before leaving, she only glanced at Zhang Ruochen deeply.

They have been in love for seven lifetimes, but they have already become husband and wife in these seven lifetimes and even have descendants.

But Zhang Ruochen had not yet fully absorbed his memories and did not know the details. She could only suppress her emotions and hurried away with an ambiguous look on her face.

Luo Xu took Luo Shuihan away and said goodbye, leaving only Chu Siyuan and Zhang Ruochen behind.

Zhang Ruochen was unwilling to have much contact with this Confucian and Taoist elder and did not like being lectured. He wanted to leave directly, but was forcibly suppressed. Chu Siyuan took him downstream and headed towards Shengming City, the former royal capital of the Shengming Central Empire.

After the two left, a small boat sailed out of the fog and docked at the shore. Yue Shen and Chen Ping got off the boat. One looked refreshed and radiant, while the other had a look of fatigue between his brows.

"Where are we going next? Continue to follow this heir of time and space?" asked the Moon Goddess.

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "Let him be. He has his own path to growth. We don't need to interfere too much. The defense barrier outside the Kunlun Realm will completely collapse in two or three years at most. By then, a divine war will inevitably break out outside the Kunlun Realm.

Eight hundred years ago, I received a divine order from the Heavenly Palace to inspect Kunlun. If the Kunlun Realm is unsealed, I will naturally be the first to bear the brunt of this divine war. As the head of the Heavenly Officials, this is within my duty. However, I can't just do it alone while letting these old guys in the Kunlun Realm hide behind it."

The Moon God keenly sensed the hidden meaning in Chen Ping's words and asked, "God, are you saying that those people from the Kunlun Realm back then are still alive?"

"Not only is he alive, he is also in the Kunlun Realm right now." Chen Ping smiled faintly and looked towards the Eastern Region.

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The Kunlun Realm, as an eternal and indestructible world, is very vast. The human race occupies the five domains, and the wild beasts occupy the wilderness. In addition to the human race and the wild beast race, there is also a special kind of existence, the semi-human race.

They are the offspring of divine beasts that transformed into human form and combined with humans. They have the cultivation speed of humans and the blood power of divine beasts flowing in their bodies.

There are many half-human races in the Kunlun Realm, some are weak and some are strong. The Shenlong half-human race is considered the best among them. The tribe is located on the edge of the wilderness of the Eastern Region and borders the sacred land of the Eastern Region.

Hundreds of years ago, the Shenlong half-human race had already surrendered to the First Central Empire and became its subordinates. Many of the tribe's children entered the major human forces to practice and study.

There is a small mound outside the Shenlong Half-Human Clan. The mound is inconspicuous, but the space wormhole suspended above it leads to a forbidden place in the Kunlun Realm, the Yin-Yang Sea.

One hundred thousand years ago, the Yin Yang Sea was one of the sacred lands of the Kunlun Realm. It was home to the Dragon Temple, one of the three most powerful temples in the Kunlun Realm. Inside the temple was the Dragon Lord, whose mighty power shook the world, and there were eight groups of heavenly dragons fighting against gods and Buddhas.

After a battle one hundred thousand years ago, all eight heavenly dragons died, and the Dragon Lord Ji Wang was also seriously injured. He escaped with the help of the Dragon Sun and Moon Chaos Tower and hid in the depths of the Yin and Yang Sea to sleep and heal his wounds.

Chen Ping's figure emerged in front of the mound, his eyes deep. Through the space wormhole, he had already seen the Yin-Yang Sea inside.

The Moon Goddess stood beside him, looking at the dilapidated mound in front of her, sighing for a moment.

One hundred thousand years ago, the Dragon Temple was at its peak. People from all realms came to pay homage to it, and gods came to worship it. The space wormhole leading to the Yin-Yang Sea Dragon Temple was filled with divine and holy warships, and the port where it was docked was magnificent. But now, only a small mound remains. What a difference a world has made.

"The Dragon Lord is sleeping in the Yin-Yang Sea?"

"The Holy Monk Xumi transformed himself into a divine barrier. The Lord of the Fallen God Island exhausted his mental strength to cast the Interlinking Divine Formation, but was captured by the Temple of Destiny. The Lord of Ten Tribulations Asked the Heavens shed his blood under the starry sky and fled to the edge of the universe, his life or death unknown. The Blue Sky Kong Chengzi died in battle in the Endless Abyss. Now, only Ji Wang is left in the Kunlun Realm." Chen Ping said slowly, "Let's go and meet this old friend. After so many years, his injuries should be almost healed."

Chen Ping held the Moon Goddess's jade hand, and they walked into the space wormhole together.

The Yin-Yang Sea is a secret realm created by the dragon clan of the Kunlun Realm. It contains the power of countless ancient dragon gods. When it was at its peak, even the God King of the Infinite Realm might not be able to escape unscathed if he entered it.

But now it no longer has the power it once had.

An ancient undead ship was speeding on the sea. As the most dangerous and strange existence in the Yin-Yang Sea, it now became the vehicle of Chen Ping and Yue Shen.

The entire ancient ship is actually transformed from the corpse of a dragon in the divine realm, and contains some of the power of the divine dragon when it was alive. Mortal cultivators who board the ancient ship of the undead will encounter all kinds of strange scenes caused by divine power. Even the Holy King and the Great Sage may not be able to escape if they fall into it.

The ancient ship sped through strange sea areas and arrived at an island in the center of the Yin-Yang Sea.

Chen Ping stood on the deck of the ancient ship of the undead, looking towards the island with his divine eyes. His gaze penetrated through layers of barriers and saw the blond man with dragon horns who was sealed in the ice in the underground black ice.

The man was holding a divine tower in his hand. It was the Divine Dragon Sun and Moon Chaos Tower, one of the ten divine artifacts of the Kunlun Realm, and an inherited artifact of the dragon clan.

This blond man with dragon horns is naturally the Dragon Lord Jiwang.

The Dragon Lord Ji Wang is still sleeping. He was seriously injured in the battle one hundred thousand years ago. With the help of the power of the Yin-Yang Sea and the Dragon Sun and Moon Chaos Tower, he slept for a long time before his injuries were mostly healed. Now he has not woken up yet.

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth curled up slightly, his lips moved slightly, and a divine sound that struck the depths of his soul rang out.

"Jiwang, why aren't you waking up yet?"

As the divine sound fell, deep in the island, in the black ice, a mighty divine power gradually revived. The rules of heaven and earth in the Yin-Yang Sea converged towards the island, and faint dragon roars could be heard between heaven and earth. It was the remnants of the dragon clan remaining in the Yin-Yang Sea welcoming the return of the dragon clan leader.

The dragon energy and golden light converged, gushing out from the depths of the island and converging into a road of divine light.

The burly dragon lord Ji Wang, with golden hair and a huge build, walked slowly along the road of divine light, holding the Divine Dragon Sun and Moon Chaos Tower. With every step he took, his divine power increased by three points. When he reached the same height as Chen Ping and the Moon Goddess, his cultivation of the peak of great freedom was completely released, filling the vast space within the Yin and Yang Sea.

Chen Ping felt this not-so-friendly divine power, and the divine light of truth instantly appeared on his body. An immortal and infinite field of order spread out, and Gao Yuanfu's immortal divine power quickly overshadowed the Dragon Lord's divine power.

"Ji Wang, are you still asleep?"

These words were spoken with a touch of joking and discontent. Feeling the oppression brought on by the Indestructible Boundless, the Dragon Lord gradually regained consciousness, restrained his divine power, put away the Divine Dragon Sun and Moon Chaos Tower, and bowed slightly to Chen Ping.

"I didn't realize it was the Unrighteous Divine Lord who was here in person. I hope I didn't mean to offend you. I hope you will forgive me."

The Dragon Lord's gaze swept over Chen Ping and the Moon Goddess, and his heart tightened. The Lord of No Way and the Moon Goddess appeared in the Yin-Yang Sea. Could it be that the seal left by the holy monk has been broken, and the gods from the outside world have already entered the Kunlun Realm?
Seeing his nervous face, Chen Ping felt a little funny. The Dragon Lord, who was feared by the world, didn't seem to be so calm even when faced with a catastrophe.

"Don't be nervous. The seal left by the Xumi Saint Monk has not been broken yet. Now only the Moon God and I are in the Kunlun Realm."

The Dragon Lord heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this. As long as the holy monk's seal had not been broken, the Kunlun Realm still had a chance to breathe. After sleeping for a hundred thousand years, he was afraid that by the time he woke up, the Kunlun Realm would have reached an irreversible point.

"I wonder what the outside world is like now?"

……

In the ruins on Shenlong Island, Dragon Lord Ji Wang, Chen Ping and Yue Shen found a remaining stone table and chairs to sit around and tell the Dragon Lord what had happened in Heaven and Hell in the past 100,000 years.

"Has a hundred thousand years already passed in my sleep?"

The Dragon Lord sighed softly, feeling emotional.

"In that battle, the Heaven-Connecting Divine Tree was felled, and the Kunlun Realm was devastated. The laws of heaven and earth were severed, and the Divine Path was cut off. One hundred thousand years have passed, and I can feel that the laws of heaven and earth in the Kunlun Realm are gradually beginning to revive, and the Divine Path has the possibility of being continued. This may be the reason why the seal left by the holy monk is about to dissipate."

Under the seal, not only can cultivators from the outside world not enter the Kunlun Realm, but cultivators within the Kunlun Realm also find it difficult to go out and experience the wider world. The Kunlun Realm can still accommodate worldly cultivation, but once one becomes a god, even the eternal and immortal world seems cramped and small. Only the vast starry sky outside can accommodate the footsteps of the gods.

One hundred thousand years have passed, and the Kunlun Realm has gradually recovered its vitality. The new spiritual roots of heaven and earth are about to completely repair the rules of heaven and earth and continue the path of the gods. If the Kunlun Realm can survive this calamity between life and death, perhaps it can gradually reproduce the grand occasion of one hundred thousand years ago. If it fails, it will be truly doomed.

It was unknown whether Wen Tianjun was alive or dead, and the Lord of the God-Falling Island was suppressed in the Temple of Destiny. For a moment, the Dragon Lord felt that he was carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.

"Back then, the Moon God led the gods of Guanghan Realm to aid Kunlun, causing Guanghan Realm to suffer endless disasters for the past 100,000 years. Lord Wudao has been watching over Kunlun and protecting the Kunlun Realm over the years. Both of you are friends of the Kunlun Realm. The Kunlun Realm will never forget this kindness, and neither will Jiwang."

"Regarding the news that I'm still alive, I hope you two won't announce it for the time being. Some things can only be most effective if kept in the dark. Once exposed to outsiders, even with my level of cultivation, I won't be able to cause much of a stir in the current state of the universe."

"The Saint Monk's divine power will soon dissipate. By then, ambitious individuals will flock to both Hell and Heaven. Using their greed to balance each other, the Kunlun Realm should be able to hold on."

One hundred thousand years ago, the Guanghan Realm and the Kunlun Realm shared honor and disgrace, life and death together, and were ironclad allies. Naturally, the Moon Goddess did not want to see the Kunlun Realm destroyed. Only if Kunlun was not destroyed would the Guanghan Realm have a chance to take revenge in the future.

"How long can the balance of power last? The battlefield is ultimately located within the Kunlun Realm. Even if the gods don't enter the realm, how long can the severely damaged Kunlun Realm hold out? Does the Dragon Lord have a way to break the impasse?"

The Dragon Lord glanced at Chen Ping, pondered for a moment, and then told him his plan.

"The enemies of Kunlun Realm are too powerful. I alone cannot deter them. Only someone who truly stands at the top of the universe can completely help Kunlun Realm escape from this predicament and gain a glimmer of hope."

"The holy monk has fallen, and the whereabouts of Wen Tianjun are unknown. The only way is to rescue the island master. With his ninety-third level of spiritual power, he can protect the Kunlun Realm."

"Rescue the Lord of the God-Falling Island?" The Moon Goddess fell silent upon hearing this. After the battle with Xing Huantian and witnessing the combat power of the God of Disaster, who in the world dared to say that they could rescue someone from the Temple of Destiny?

I’m afraid even Lord Wudao can’t do it.

“The Dragon Lord doesn’t know that Lord Huo Ze returned not long ago and now controls the Heavenly Cauldron. He has the power of Lord Dou Zhan. If he were to sit in the Temple of Destiny, even if Haotian came in person, he would not be able to save the Lord of the God-Falling Island.” The Moon Goddess shook her head.

The Dragon Lord was somewhat surprised when he heard this. Lord Huo Ze and Lord Wu Dao had been practicing for tens of thousands of years before him. They were the two most brilliant people in the universe at that time. One hundred thousand years ago, both of them had not yet broken through to the realm of immortality. One hundred thousand years had passed, and now they had already reached that realm?

"He who controls the Nine Cauldrons, the Heavenly Lord of Fighting?" The Dragon Lord's heart sank. "Xu Feng Jin is already a supreme deity in the world. The God of Death, the God of Fear, the God of Fortune, and the others are no match for him. Now there's the invincible God of Disaster. Is it really Heaven's will to destroy Kunlun?"

The Moon God turned around and glanced at the Lord Wudao beside her, with a strange look on her face.

"Ahem..., the God of Fortune is dead. It is said that he died at the hands of the Chongming Patriarch. As for Xu Feng Jin, he has been suppressed by the God of No Way and is imprisoned in the Netherworld Dungeon within the Kunlun Realm."

"The one who controls the Nine Cauldrons and can fight against the Heavenly Lord is not only the Lord of Disaster, but also the Lord of Unrighteousness."

The Moon Goddess' words made the Dragon Lord a little confused, and it took him a moment to digest the information.

Have the two most outstanding heroes of the past become so strong now?

After the Moon Goddess explained everything, it took the Dragon Lord a long time to come to his senses, and a bitter feeling arose in his heart.

He is also a Yuanhui-level genius, one of the strongest prodigies of an era. The only ones who can match him are the Ice Emperor and the Emperor Ancestor God. But compared with these two, he, a Yuanhui-level genius, seems like a mediocre person and can hardly compare to them.

"Huh~, if that's the case, then there's only one chance to rescue the island owner, and that's the only chance."

"The Yuhuang Realm opens once every 100,000 years, and there should only be a few years left until the next opening. By then, most of the gods from Heaven and Hell will have entered the Yuhuang Realm, and the Temple of Destiny will be empty. As long as we can restrain the strong men who stay in the Temple of Destiny, we will have a chance to rescue the island master." A divine light flashed in the Dragon Lord's golden eyes.

Chen Jing sat quietly by the side, listening to the Moon Goddess recounting her glorious deeds to the Dragon Lord. He couldn't help but feel secretly happy. But when he heard the Dragon Lord's plan to rescue the Lord of the Fallen God Island, he couldn't help but grumble, "Even if you don't save that old guy, he'll find a way out on his own."

Of course, he would not say this out loud, and he was secretly thinking about how to face the immortal.

Even though Chen Ping's spiritual power has reached the ninety-sixth level, he still has no confidence that he can fight against this ancestor of time and space who is at the peak level of Tianshiyizhong, the supreme civilization.

Even though he was most likely still injured and in a weak state, a lean camel was still bigger than a horse and he could not afford to underestimate the enemy.

"The opening of the Yuhuang Realm is indeed a good opportunity. Most of the strong men in the Temple of Destiny will definitely enter it. If we operate it carefully, the probability of success is not small." Chen Ping said.

The Dragon Lord was shocked when he received the recognition, and he felt an urge to persuade Lord Wudao to help him. A powerful Heavenly Venerable, comparable to the Lord of the God-Falling Island and Lord Shijiewentian at their peak, if he took action, the probability of success would definitely increase greatly.

"God Lord..."

He was about to speak when Chen Ping interrupted him and said slowly, "You are right. Only by hiding in the dark can we achieve the effect of surprise. My cultivation is open to the public. Before the gods of the Hell Realm set out for the Jade World, they will definitely make preparations to deal with me.

At that time, I will set out for the Yuhuang Realm and lead Huo Ze away. Whether we can rescue the Lord of the God-Falling Island will depend on the abilities of you, Ji Wang, and the gods of the Kunlun Realm. "

Chen Ping finally decided not to stop the Lord of the God-Falling Island from escaping from the Temple of Destiny. Zhang Ruochen, who had achieved first-grade divine power, wanted the Lord of the God-Falling Island to send him to the Xumi Temple. He needed the immortal's arrangement. Even if he deliberately obstructed him, he was afraid that he would find another way to escape.

Chen Ping didn't want to confront Ren Zu for the time being. It would be a good thing if he could use the excuse of going to Yuhuang Realm to escape and go into the dark.

Condensing the first-grade holy will is arguably the most important thing in Zhang Ruochen's life. Naturally, he doesn't want to miss it. This must be the best opportunity for the Source of All Daos to seize the Heavenly Dao.

After another conversation, Chen Ping and Yue Shen got up and left, leaving the Dragon Lord alone.

The Dragon Lord looked at the ruins on Dragon God Island in silence for a long time, then stood up and walked towards the Yin-Yang Sea.

There are only a few years left before the Yuhuang Realm opens, so he needs to seize the time to make arrangements and spread the chess pieces into the Hell Realm.

The divine realm has its own plans, and the secular world has its own arrangements.

"As the current secular ruler of Kunlun Realm and the successor chosen by the holy monk, I hope you won't let me down."

(End of this chapter)