The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 136 Afuya Seeks Immortality
The ancestor's divine power, blessed by the three great heavenly ways, suppressed Afuya. This pressure was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it fell on Afuya, causing her whole body to tremble.

If it were an ordinary Wuliang, he would have knelt on the ground at this moment, but Afuya was the ancestor after all, and her mind and will were extremely strong. She did not directly succumb to the ancestor's divine power.

She was neither humble nor arrogant, but bowed slightly and bowed to the figure on the platform.

"Afuya greets the senior."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire hall became silent.

After a moment, the white-robed figure on the platform let out a laugh.

"Hahaha, Afuya, the first queen of the elves, what brings you here today?"

Hearing this, Afuya breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up to meet the scrutinizing gaze of the white-robed figure and said, "The first queen of the elves fell billions of years ago. The one standing before you now is merely a remnant of her spirit."

"The universe is full of twists and turns, and the chess players behind the scenes are manipulative. The Heavenly Lord cannot be invincible in the present world, and the ancestor cannot dominate the past and present."

"If you count the events of history, there are only three or two people behind the scenes. The three ancient ancestors, the nine wizards of the ancient times, and the ancient Qi cultivators have all turned to dust."

"Although Afuya was once the ancestor, she was only a mediocre person who lived a mediocre life. Now that the world has changed, I am fortunate to be reborn. I no longer have any ambitions to compete in this life. I only hope to preserve this life and gain a glimpse of the secret of immortality."

"If you will not abandon me, Senior, I will serve you as my master. If you live forever, I will follow you and be your hawk and dog forever."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Afuya, who had changed her body.

The ancestor has the dignity of the ancestor. A true ancestor would never speak like a lackey. Of course, Afuya in front of him can no longer be regarded as a true ancestor. She is just a remnant soul, not even as good as tellurium.

Afuya's words surprised him a little. She seemed to regard him as an immortal.

After thinking about it for a moment, Chen Ping understood the reason.

The eternal substance created by Queen Nuwa brought him, Xu Fengjin and the Mother Goddess Qiwada to the ancient times of gods. Afuya had seen him in the ancient times of gods. Now that her residual soul has returned, when she hears his name, she will naturally associate the Lord Wudao with the immortals.

Speaking of which, although his current cultivation strength is still a little behind Tianshijizhong, he may not be unworthy of the title of immortal.

In addition to the ancestor of mankind and the ancestor of the underworld, he can also be the third chess player.

Since the ancestor came to him, how could he refuse him, even if Afuya might not be sincere.

But as long as one is strong enough and has the power to intimidate everything, any rebellious intention will die in the womb.

Just like the Ancestor of the Underworld in the past, even a powerful one like the Ancestor of Life had to bow his head and be willing to be his adopted son.

Even today's corpse nightmare, who is as ambitious as he is, still has to follow orders and dare not go against the wishes of the Underworld Ancestor.

"Hahaha, what a good Afuya, she has good taste."

"You want to live forever?"

A Fuya's eyes gleamed as she asked, "Who in the world doesn't want immortality? The Way of Heaven is supreme and yet so ruthless. Under the light of calamity, everything turns to ash. Poor Ancestor, his life span was only a million years. Once the deadline comes, all his cultivation will turn to ash. How can he be willing to accept this?"

"The Way of Heaven is so supreme as to be ruthless? Well said. There is no immortality under the Way of Heaven, and the ancestor could not live longer than eighteen epochs. However, I have stepped out of the Way of Heaven and am no longer in the universe, so the Way of Heaven cannot do anything to me. If you sincerely submit to me and work for me, you will never regret your decision today." Chen Ping laughed loudly, incomparably arrogant, and his words showed no regard for the Way of Heaven, showing the demeanor of an immortal.

Afuya was overwhelmed by the unique aura of the immortal. Even with a bit of the ancestor's mindset, she couldn't help but feel terrified. Is this the immortal? Compared to this, the ancestor was like a frog in a well looking at the sky.

The ancestor practiced the way of heaven and earth, but the immortals have already jumped out of the way of heaven and are no longer in the universe.

She knelt on one knee and bowed to the figure on the platform.

"Afuya, please, Master, grant me eternal life."

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Shengming City, the imperial capital of the Shengming Central Empire eight hundred years ago, is now controlled by the Chi family, the royal family of the First Central Empire.

Lingxiao Tianwang Palace suppressed Shengming City for eight hundred years, committing heinous crimes and killing countless descendants of Shengming.

For the descendants of Shengming, hating King Lingxiao is more than hating Empress Chiyao. After all, Empress Chiyao is high above them, while King Lingxiao is the real butcher's knife hanging over their heads.

But today, the once-mighty Lingxiao Heavenly King's Palace has been reduced to a pool of blood. The descendants of the Shengming Central Empire have launched a vengeance against the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Palace, led by Zhang Ruochen, the crown prince of the Shengming Central Empire eight hundred years ago.

Zhang Ruochen returned, and the Crown Prince Shengming returned, bringing with him the thirty-six Heavenly Generals of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion and the captain of the Crown Prince's guard, Murong Yefeng, the top master of the medieval aristocratic family Murong, and massacred the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Palace.

Although Lingxiao Tianwang was the Nine-Step Saint King and held the supreme sacred artifact, the Qingtian Pagoda, how could he compete with Murong Yefeng? He shed blood in the sky and died. All the old and young generations of the Chi family who were in Shengming City were killed, regardless of whether they had the blood of Shengming descendants on their hands.

There is no room for tolerance when it comes to national hatred or family feuds. Once the flame of revenge is ignited, there will be no end to it until one side is dead.

The fighting in Shengming City lasted for a whole day. Of all the forces of the First Central Empire in Shengming City, only one Fighting King escaped, and the rest were killed.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the back of the Sky-Devouring Demon Dragon, which was transformed from the Elephant-Devouring Rabbit, and next to him was the Giant Demon Ape holding the Holy and Bright Battle Flag.

He held the Shenyuan Sword in his hand, his robes were stained red with holy blood, and his eyes were calm as he looked at the familiar Shengming City.

In the distance, the tall tower on Kongle Mountain still stands tall. Standing on it, you can see the lights of thousands of homes in Shengming City.

If you stand there now, you will probably see a Shura hell.

Zhang Ruochen felt no guilt. The calamity that the Chi family faced today was the result of the actions they had taken against the descendants of Shengming over the past eight hundred years. As for the innocent people who were affected.

The innocent people among the wise and enlightened descendants are a hundred times worse.

On the battlefield, the wise saints under King Mingjiang were already cleaning up the battlefield. Many descendants of these wise old ministers died in this battle, but no one was sad. They had been waiting for this battle for eight hundred years. Many people had been waiting for the day of revenge since the day they were born, and they would not hesitate even if the price was their lives.

The battle flags fluttered in the wind, blowing Zhang Ruochen's thoughts far away. On the Wuding Mountain, Mu Lingxi was still looking forward to it. After destroying Lingxiao Tianwang Mansion, the next step was to go to Wuding Mountain, suppress Qiuyu, and marry Mu Lingxi.

When Chi Yao is not around, he insists on turning the Kunlun world upside down.

Murong Yefeng landed beside Zhang Ruochen, and with him came the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion, Taiyi Patriarch.

"Your Highness, the Lingxiao Tianwang Palace has been destroyed. What should we do with those medieval aristocratic families in the city?" Murong Yefeng asked.

"They didn't help the court deal with the Holy Saints in this battle. Let the past be the past. Today we will only punish the evil leader Lingxiao Tianwang Mansion." Zhang Ruochen said calmly.

Patriarch Taiyi, his hair and beard all frosted, said, "Prince, Lingxiao Tianwang Palace has been destroyed. Once the First Central Empire's court learns of the news, they will surely come in force to wipe out the enemy. It's time to take Shengming's descendants into the Qiankun Realm."

Zhang Ruochen nodded. "Master Taiyi, don't worry. This is my promise to you all, and I will naturally fulfill it. However, after entering the Qiankun Realm, it will take time to return to Kunlun. At least I have to wait until I have the strength to compete with Chi Yao."

"There are seedlings of the Heaven-reaching Divine Tree in the Qiankun Realm. The cultivation environment is far better than that of the Kunlun Realm. So what if you stay there for a thousand years? I believe everyone wants to enter it." Murong Yefeng said.

Patriarch Taiyi did not respond and chose to remain silent.

For cultivators, the Qiankun Realm with the seedlings of the Heaven-reaching Divine Tree is naturally a paradise of the holy way and a treasured place for cultivation. However, the descendants of the Shengming Central Empire are mostly ordinary people. In the past eight hundred years, many of them have already merged with the First Central Empire, and many of them have been citizens of the First Central Empire since birth.

It is certainly not possible for only the cultivators to go to the Qiankun Realm. Their families, clans, and countless mortals must also follow them in. Whether they are willing or not, under the will of the saints, who can resist?
Zhang Ruochen sensed Patriarch Taiyi's thoughts and said, "I won't force anyone to enter the Qiankun Realm. Please tell the others that if anyone doesn't want to enter the Qiankun Realm, they can't use threats or inducements."

"Yes, sir." Patriarch Taiyi took the order and left.

After the battle, Zhang Ruochen took Murong Yefeng to Kongle Mountain and climbed to the top of the mountain. From the top of the mountain, they overlooked Shengming City and the endless wilderness outside Shengming City.

"Little Ye, what happened in Shengming City will soon spread to the Central Imperial City and to the ears of the nobles of the First Central Empire. After today, there will be no place for you and me in the Kunlun Realm. Do you regret it?"

"What is there to regret? All we seek in life is a clear conscience. If I hadn't come today, I would have really regretted it." Murong Yefeng said with a smile.

"But Lan You didn't come after all." Zhang Ruochen sighed.

Murong Yefeng's expression changed, and he sighed, "Your Highness, don't you really understand Lan You's feelings for you? You were so deeply in love with Chi Yao and Huang Yanchen, and now you're willing to pay any price for this Saint of the Moon Worship Sect, but what about her? Don't you think this is all too unfair to her, Your Highness?"

Seeing Zhang Ruochen didn't respond, Murong Yefeng sighed, "Alas, Your Highness, don't worry too much. Lan You isn't not coming, but she knows that with me in the battle at Shengming City today, Lingxiao Tianwang Palace will undoubtedly be destroyed. She has already prepared the trip to Wuding Mountain for Your Highness."

"Shi Qianjue is a Great Sage after all, Ling Xiu's spiritual power has also reached the sixtieth level, and there is also the Fire Lord of the Fire Clan. With three Great Sages in charge, taking their Saint Girl from Wuding Mountain is not an easy task. Lan You has gone to ask Qingtian Holy Dragon for help. Only with his help can the trip to Wuding Mountain be foolproof."

Zhang Ruochen felt complicated and fell silent after hearing this. It was hard to accept the favor of a beautiful woman. Whether it was Mu Lingxi or Kong Lanyou, he felt he owed them a lot.

(End of this chapter)