Perfect World: I Am Eternal

Chapter 457 The Truth
"You...you're not dead...you're still here?!"

The usually composed Meng Tianzheng, who wouldn't even blink if a mountain collapsed in front of him, was now filled with shock.

His voice trembled with immense excitement. The moment he saw the person who had arrived, his heart trembled, and he almost wanted to roar to the heavens.

"Sigh, it's just that I'm too lonely down there and want to find someone to keep me company, so I came to you..." the person sighed.

He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a handsome and dashing face that made him look young, yet also imposing.

Most importantly, he was incredibly similar to Lin Fan, almost like they were cut from the same mold.

"Old Meng, come with me!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Tianzheng's face twitched. Although he was intimidated to his face, he was extremely happy and filled with joy.

It was this tone and manner of speaking that convinced him that the person in front of him was not dead, that he was still alive.

"Haha... To survive the tribulation to become an immortal in this era is worthy of being recorded in history!"

Meng Tianzheng laughed loudly, his chest heaving violently, and an unnatural blush appeared on his face, revealing an indescribable emotion.

Since the end of the previous era, the environment of heaven and earth has changed drastically, trapping generations of outstanding talents and preventing them from becoming immortals.

As a result, all those beings who forcibly attempted to break through the barrier, such as Mo Wudao, Ye Qianyu, and the Demon Lord, perished in the tribulation of becoming an immortal.

This road is too bumpy and difficult, giving people despair, devouring outstanding talents and cutting off the way forward.

Those with exceptional talent, who reach the pinnacle of humanity and are only half a step away from becoming immortals, are filled with resentment, but in the end, they can only die with regret.

Now, even the Supreme Being is so terrified when he mentions becoming an immortal that he turns pale at the mere mention of it, regarding it as a venomous snake or a ferocious beast, and dares not venture out again.

The scene in the black mist was so terrifying that anyone who dared to become an immortal would die!

Even someone as powerful as Meng Tianzheng himself had long since given up on this cursed land, lost hope, and lost his former ambition.

But now, the Holy Emperor has survived. What does this mean? There is still hope for the future!

"Roar……"

Meng Tianzheng let out a long roar, his hair flying wildly, emitting dazzling light that tore through the sky and shook the earth, making it rumble as if it were about to collapse.

At the same time, the flames roared and were dazzling, burning the muddy pond until it cracked and turned red, about to melt into liquid.

However, suddenly a large number of runes rose from the ground, radiating celestial light, protecting the place from destruction.

If anyone else were present at this moment, they would be astonished to find an undeveloped immortal abode underground; otherwise, how could it be so sturdy?

Beside him, the Holy Emperor remained silent, letting the old man vent his anger. He knew that this was one of the few people with a strong sense of righteousness, willing to risk their lives for the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"Hope, there is still hope, my world..." Meng Tianzheng laughed loudly, bending over with laughter, tears welling up in his eyes.

He looked at the Holy Emperor, and at least he wasn't so desperate and helpless about this era; there was a glimmer of hope.

"Don't be too happy yet. I've only survived. My mission is not yet accomplished, and my current condition is not very good."

The visitor spoke seriously, no longer so casually.

At that moment, Meng Tianzheng noticed that his figure was very ethereal, seemingly without substance, and more like a wisp of divine consciousness.

"What's wrong? What happened to you?" he asked in surprise.

"To make a long story short, the reason I'm able to come out to see you now is because I have a backup plan at the Heavenly God Academy."

The Holy Emperor spoke quickly, as if time was of the essence.

"What?! You're trapped?!" Meng Tianzheng exclaimed in shock, and then prepared to rescue him.

"No, that's not it. I've lived another life, and I've been reborn."

Meng Tianzheng was stunned, then something occurred to him, and his eyes gleamed as he looked at the metal tablet deep within the academy. "He... is that you?!"

"It can be said to be me, but it is not me either," the Holy Emperor replied.

"What exactly happened back then? How did you end up like this?"

Meng Tianzheng asked directly without guessing, knowing that the other party had limited time, so it was better to get straight to the truth.

Perhaps, this way he can still be of some help.

"When I was undergoing the tribulation to become an immortal, a strange black mist descended, trying to take away my primordial spirit and transform it into a dark being, while my physical body was reborn with a new soul," the Holy Emperor said.

Meng Zhengtian's expression changed. The truth was beyond his expectations, and it was also an outcome that no one had anticipated.

This also explains why the ancient Mo Wudao had a blank expression after passing the tribulation, as if he had become a different person.

He even destroyed the pagoda he had built with his own life, disappearing from the world and never to be seen again.

"So what's your situation now?" Meng Tianzheng asked, feeling worried for him after learning the truth.

"Although I survived and did not fall into darkness, an accident occurred, splitting off an independent soul copy. My original self became a similar subconscious and was suppressed."

The Holy Emperor stated frankly that if it weren't for triggering his backup plan, he wouldn't have been able to come out while Lin Fan was weakened.

At the same time, this is also related to the law he created, which has the ability to create blank soul clones.

Even so, the original body should have had absolute control over the clone, but an accident occurred during the rebirth process, resulting in the severing of the soul.

After all, in such a situation, it was already extremely dangerous, and it was difficult enough to survive; there was no way to have the opportunity to consider so many other things.

Of course, he didn't do nothing; he instilled a portion of his memories into the split soul.

That's why Lin Fan is so different from others, as if he has a god's-eye view and knows everything.

At this moment, Meng Tianzheng didn't know what to say, but in general, it was great that the other party was alive.

"Is there anything I can do for you? Or can you help me with something?" he said meaningfully.

"No need, this is fine as it is." The Holy Emperor shook his head, stopping him.

Then, he said with emotion: "Life is but a dream, and life is but a few autumns. It is rare to return to my youth. This time, I have experienced things I never had before, and I have no regrets."

Looking at this person who was both a friend and a disciple, Meng Tianzheng knew some things, but didn't say anything more.

The two then talked for a while, and the Holy Emperor's figure gradually disappeared and became blurry.

"Please don't tell anyone that I'm still alive."

"Does he know?" Meng Tianzheng asked, referring naturally to Lin Fan in the present moment.

"I should know, I've been aware of it for a long time, but it's okay. I am him, and he is me. In the end, we will all return to oneness, and that is when we are complete."

Meng Tianzheng nodded.

"Alright, that's all for now. Let's catch up again when we've regained our true selves!"

"Shh!"

The next moment, the figure completely faded away, turning into a white light and disappearing into the metal monument.

At this moment, Lin Fan, who was meditating under the Wanpan Tree, was startled, feeling as if something had happened, but nothing had changed.

Then he stood up, radiating a powerful vitality, a feeling of rebirth, like the energy of an infant.

"It's this kind of aura..."

(End of this chapter)