The Heavenly Emperor of Chu

Chapter 112 Time Flows Like Water (7K10K)

After all, comprehending the gestation of a Celestial Golden Spirit is of considerable research value to Chu Tianshu.

He possesses a considerable amount of the Nine Great Immortal Golds. If he could successfully deduce the method of nurturing the Immortal Gold Holy Spirit by studying the birth process of the Immortal Tear Green Gold Holy Spirit, that would be ideal.

He wanted to try combining the nine types of immortal gold to see if he could create an unprecedented Nine Great Immortal Golden Saint.

If a single type of immortal metal can nurture such a powerful holy spirit, then if all nine types of immortal metal were combined, the resulting holy spirit would undoubtedly be extremely powerful.

Even if they cannot traverse the mortal path to immortality, once they truly become immortals, with their powerful physical form and the profound mysteries of the nine immortal golds, they should not be too inferior.

At the same time, Chu Tianshu was also worried that if he failed to transform into a chaotic body in his later years, he could still try to save himself and transform into a Golden Immortal Saint, so that he wouldn't be left with no chance at all.

Deep in the Immortal Mountain.

A massive piece of celestial tear-green gold was trembling slightly, as countless streams of heaven and earth essence converged and condensed into colorful ribbons that swirled around it.

With each tremor of this Immortal Tear Green Gold Holy Spirit, countless essences of heaven and earth are devoured, while at the same time, the missing essences of heaven and earth are quickly replenished.

The entire land where the Immortal Golden Holy Spirit was born was radiant with light and auspicious energy, and immortal light flowed over the Immortal Tear Green Gold Holy Spirit.

If it weren't for the lack of longevity substances, the environment here would be no less than that of the Immortal Realm.

Chu Tianshu sat cross-legged beside the Immortal Tear Green Gold Holy Spirit, his primordial spirit shining brightly as he gazed at the Immortal Tear Green Gold Holy Spirit that was being nurtured.

Deep within that piece of Immortal Tears Green Gold, Chu Tianshu saw a faint, nascent consciousness constantly absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, gradually growing stronger.

However, the gestation process is extremely slow, and at the current pace, it will take at least two million years.

Before this, when the first trace of consciousness was born in this Immortal Tear Green Gold, millions of years had probably already passed.

Such a long gestation period far exceeds the imagination of the world.

This is also because the essence of immortal gold is too extraordinary. If it were an ordinary material, it would take at most a hundred thousand years to be fully born.

But for the Immortal Golden Spirit, a million years is merely the starting point; achieving perfect enlightenment is a distant dream.

Chu Tianshu wasn't in a hurry. While studying the gestation of the Immortal Golden Holy Spirit, he began to cultivate diligently.

Because he was born with a chaotic body in this life, Chu Tianshu progressed extremely quickly on the path of chaos, achieving in one year what he had accomplished in the previous ten years, a tenfold increase in efficiency.

At the same time, due to the unique characteristic of the Chaos Body that combines all the Dao, Chu Tianshu made very smooth progress in comprehending other Daos.

In his later years of this life, Chu Tianshu's cultivation should see a significant improvement, with the achievements of one lifetime almost comparable to those of two lifetimes. Only a Chaos Body could achieve this level.

More than 50,000 years have passed since Emperor Fuxi attained enlightenment, and people cannot help but marvel at the power of this enlightened being.

In such a long period of time, two enlightened beings would have already emerged.

Emperor Fuxi is still at his peak and has not passed away.

Unfortunately, more than 10,000 years ago, an unprecedented dark upheaval broke out in the human world, causing an unprecedented and profound impact on the human world.

It wasn't until ten thousand years later that all living beings in the world emerged from that gloom.

However, the decline of the universe is inevitable. The geniuses and powerful figures who had accumulated over tens of thousands of years were wiped out. It is unknown when they will be able to return to their former glory.

However, for humans, none of this is unacceptable.

Although they also suffered heavy losses in the Dark Turmoil, neither the two major religions of the Ziwei Star Region nor the Feng and Chu families were greatly damaged in this turmoil.

The human race's high-ranking officials still possessed considerable strength, and Emperor Fuxi successfully lived out his third life, while the various ancient races suffered heavy casualties in the Dark Turmoil.

With this ebb and flow, the human race began to rise rapidly.

When Fuxi attained enlightenment, the geniuses who came to obstruct his path, apart from one or two, all came from the ancient myriad races.

But since the darkness and turmoil, everything has been changing quietly.

The wise men of the various ancient clans did discover this, but they were powerless to do anything about it.

Above, there is the Great Emperor Fuxi who governs the world; below, there are the lineages of many ancient emperors, such as the Chu family, the Feng family, the Taiyin Divine Cult, and the Taiyang Divine Cult, who suppress the world. No one dares to resist.

After all, most of their ancient emperors were either dead or in hiding, so they really lacked confidence.

Since Emperor Fuxi lived his third life, he has stayed on the ancient star of the Big Dipper, intimidating all the forbidden zones of life. For ten thousand years, he has almost never left the ancient star of the Big Dipper.

As Emperor Fuxi took up residence on the ancient star of the Big Dipper, the Feng and Chu families carried out several large-scale migrations, and more and more human forces began to settle on this Emperor Burial Star.

In this way, about 15,000 years passed.

Big Dipper.

Feng family.

In a secluded hall, a terrifying figure sat cross-legged, enveloped by a phantom Bagua diagram, obscuring his face.

After a long while, the Bagua diagram slowly dissipated, revealing an old man with white hair. Although his aura was terrifying, there was a touch of benevolence between his brows, making people feel very friendly.

"Hey!"

"The transformation of the fourth life will be difficult!"

Fuxi slowly opened his eyes and sighed helplessly.

Since visiting Taiyi more than 20,000 years ago and learning the correct path.

Upon his return, Fuxi devoted all his energy to the method of transformation, wanting to emulate Taiyi by studying physique and attempting to evolve his near-immortal bloodline once again in order to achieve the goal of living a fourth life.

Over the past 20,000 years, although much has been gained, the general trajectory of its transformation has also been outlined.

However, Fuxi was not very confident, even less so than when he had been confident of living out his third life.

In fact, when Fuxi lived for the third time, he had already foreseen that the first spring thunder was about to sound. He used the power of heaven and earth to expel the death energy within his body, turning death into life, which is how he was able to successfully survive.

But things are different now. Physical evolution is about seeking an inner breakthrough, and he can no longer utilize the power of heaven and earth as he did last time.

"Indeed, the path to immortality in the mortal world is not so easy to traverse."

Even if people know that this is the right path, very few can successfully navigate it.

Fuxi gave a wry smile. He had thought that once he knew the right path, he could climb the steps to success, but now it seemed that he had overestimated himself.

If it were that simple, how could so few people throughout history have been able to succeed?

After all, every transformation involves teetering on the edge of life and death.

Once or twice is fine, but what about four or five times?

Not every enlightened being can calmly face death time and time again.

Especially when the road ahead is unclear, naturally, most seekers choose to cut off their own path and lie dormant in various forbidden zones of life.

It was already extremely fortunate that Fuxi was able to learn the right path from Chu Tianshu.

"My lifespan is now about three thousand years, so I can't continue my seclusion. I need to guard against a sneak attack from the Immortal Emperor."

Ever since he learned that an immortal emperor was secretly plotting to assassinate an ancient emperor in his later years, Fuxi felt like he had a thorn in his side.

He had once doubted whether Taiyi was exaggerating, but after his secret investigation and deduction, he did discover that some ancient emperors died mysteriously in their later years.

Especially for ancient emperors with special constitutions, or those who have achieved a third life through rebirth, most of them have encountered problems. And since they not only possess near-immortal bloodlines but have also defied the heavens to live a third life, they will inevitably attract the covetousness of the Immortal Emperor.

This situation sent a chill down Fuxi's spine. If he had truly been unaware of the situation and had been ambushed by the Undying Emperor during his transformation, he would likely have faced certain death. That is why Fuxi chose to emerge from seclusion at this moment.

He wouldn't dare to rashly initiate the path of transformation unless this immortal emperor was brought to justice.

The success rate was already low, and if they were ambushed, it would be an early end to their scheme.

"I just don't know if Fellow Daoist Taiyi has returned to the human realm."

Fuxi felt a little heavy-hearted. The Undying Emperor was no simple person, and having lived for so many years, his strength must be far greater than his own.

If it weren't for the intervention of the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, I'm afraid I would have met a terrible end.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, let's have a chat at the Immortal Mountain!"

Just then, a familiar voice rang in Fuxi's ears.

"Fellow Taoist Tai?"

"Mountain of the Immortal?"

A hint of joy flashed in Fuxi's eyes, but his heart was quickly filled with doubt again.

Isn't the Undying Mountain a forbidden zone for life? Why would the Supreme Heavenly Emperor invite him to the Undying Mountain?
Soon, Fuxi stopped worrying about the problem. After making careful arrangements, he quietly disappeared and headed towards the Undying Mountain.

The mountain of immortality.

At the summit of a certain Black Mountain, two hazy imperial figures are brewing tea and discussing the Dao. On the other side of the mountain, there grows a vigorous and powerful immortal root, which is the ancient tea tree that has attained enlightenment.

"Fellow Daoist Taiyi, it's been tens of thousands of years since we last met. I never imagined that you would not only be reborn but also quietly resolve the source of this turmoil at the Undying Mountain."

"You're probably close to becoming an immortal by now!"

Fuxi looked at Chu Tianshu, who had regained his youthful appearance, and a hint of envy appeared in his eyes.

The last time he saw Chu Tianshu in the Chaotic Small World, his face was already showing signs of aging.

When they met again, this legendary human emperor had been reborn, and his every move was accompanied by countless paths, making him truly extraordinary.

What shocked Fuxi the most was that Chu Tianshu had destroyed the Undying Mountain without a sound, without even making a fuss.

Although he was confident that he could kill all the supreme beings in the forbidden zones of the Undying Mountain in a short time.

However, there is no guarantee that not a single piece of information will be leaked, especially in the ancient star of the Big Dipper, a place filled with forbidden zones of life.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi is too kind. Although I have been reborn, I still have a long way to go before I can become an immortal."

"At most, their combat strength is slightly stronger."

Chu Tianshu shook his head. According to his calculations, he was only at the second stage of the Immortal Path in the Mortal World.

Only by completely shedding the shackles of one's physical constitution in the next life can this hurdle be considered overcome.

"Is that so?"

Fuxi muttered to himself.

Although Chu Tianshu pointed out the direction for his transformation, he still had to walk the specific path himself.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, are you confident you can survive your fourth incarnation?"

Chu Tianshu's gaze swept over Fuxi, his expression solemn.

"To be honest, I'm not very confident."

"I originally wanted to do what you did, fellow Daoist, to delve into the near-immortal bloodline within my body and see if I could try to make it revert to its ancestral form."

"However, the source of this bloodline is too profound. Even after more than 20,000 years of painstaking research, the certainty is not particularly high."

A bitter smile appeared on Fuxi's lips. The near-immortal bloodline was too extraordinary. Further tracing it would inevitably involve the source of the bloodline, something that he, as the supreme being of the human realm, could not possibly understand.

It is already a very rare thing to have achieved anything.

“Fellow Daoist Fuxi is too attached to appearances. Metamorphosis is inherently a matter of life and death, so where does so much confidence come from?”

"If you try to transform yourself with this kind of anxious and fearful mindset, you will naturally face certain death."

Chu Tianshu frowned slightly; in his view, the path to transformation was actually a matter of belief.

If the person undergoing the transformation is not firm in their belief, even the most successful transformation method will fail at the last moment.

However, if the person undergoing the transformation remains steadfast in their beliefs, even with only a one percent chance, they may still be able to survive against all odds and seize that sliver of hope.

"Is that so?"

Fuxi was startled, and a sudden realization dawned on him, knowing that what Chu Tianshu said was true.

"Don't rush to transform during the remaining time. Try to act as if you're about to die and see if you can lure out the Immortal Emperor."

"I will personally take action then. Even if I can't kill him, I can keep him preoccupied for the next hundreds of thousands of years, so you can focus on your transformation."

After transforming into a Chaos Body, Chu Tianshu's strength experienced another surge, far surpassing his second incarnation.

If the Immortal Emperor dares to make a move, he will surely suffer the consequences.

Even if he couldn't keep the Undying Emperor alive, Chu Tianshu still had a trump card: to reduce some of his Dao Fruits, causing his strength to plummet.

This was originally prepared by Chu Tianshu specifically for the Undying Emperor and the Emperor.

"Then thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Taiyi, for saving us!"

Fuxi cupped his hands in greeting, a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

……

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, another thousand years have passed.

Beidou Fengjia.

Inside a certain main hall.

"That's about enough. Now it's just a matter of whether the Immortal Emperor will make a move."

Long before he returned from the Undying Mountain, Fuxi had been trying to peel away the Heavenly Heart Mark, causing the Heavenly Heart Mark above the Nine Heavens to shake incessantly, looking as if he was about to pass away.

After all, his first and second incarnations mostly lived for a little over 20,000 years. His third incarnation was achieved through his own transformation, but about 28,000 years had already passed.

To outsiders, he was practically on his last legs.

Furthermore, the precarious state of the Heavenly Heart Mark high above the nine heavens further corroborated that person's conjecture.

Perhaps he believed he was in the shadows, while Fuxi was in the light.

Little did he know that a large net had already been quietly laid, waiting for him to walk right into it.

(End of this chapter)