I was the Heavenly Emperor in ancient times

Chapter 31 Corpse

Top of Kunlun Mountain.

While Shao Li was performing divination, the bluebird on his side was dancing in the clouds.

Amidst the misty clouds, Li Jun once again glimpsed the future of Shao Li and Xi Mu Shi.

Last time, Li Jun saw that Xi Mu Shi's operation would end in victory, and he also saw the appearance of Zhu Long, after which everything ended.

This time, he finally saw what lay ahead.

"The Candle Dragon has been born, but its power is not yet strong. The area it covers and the speed at which it opens and closes its eyes are still within a certain range."

"It can transform a person's form into a yin form, and even bring the dead back to life?"

"how did you do that?"

At this point, Xi Mu Shi alone is definitely not enough to solve the problem. Even if Shao Li can have the bluebird possess him, he can only fight against Zhu Yin and those candle spirits at most.

If Li Jun wants to uncover the secrets of a being like Zhulong and resolve its issues, he will ultimately need to take matters into his own hands.

"What if I go there using the power of the sacred peach tree?"

A single thought can give rise to cause and effect.

The bluebird beside Li Jun chirped, circled him once, and then landed on the divine stone on his shoulder.

At this moment, Li Jun saw himself descending on Zhangwei Mountain with the Divine Peach Tree, just as he had done ten thousand years later.

Li Jun's double pupils split open, but within the two double pupils, it seemed as if countless circles were constantly splitting, like the Tao giving birth to one, one giving birth to two, two giving birth to three, and three giving birth to all things.

He saw the secrets about Zhulong and Yimushi, and learned how Zhuyin was resurrected.

A flood of images and information rushed into his mind. At this moment, Li Jun truly felt like a supreme Heavenly Emperor, observing the fates of all living beings. Nothing could escape his eyes.

"The power of the Candle Dragon is Yin. It can transform a Yang person into a Yin state, that is, the form of a soul, but the price is to take away all information about that person."

“Zhuyin used this method to create so-called Zhuhun. In reality, these people are no longer human. Apart from the form of Zhuhun, everything about them, including their memories, was taken away by Zhulong as a price.”

Li Jun continued reading and discovered Zhulong's weakness, as well as a way to deal with it.

At that moment, Li Jun's eyes also twitched.

"It's double pupils. So double pupils can be used in this way. It can not only control demons, but also fight demons?"

As the scene faded away, Li Jun made his decision.

At this moment, the bluebird stopped dancing and landed completely on Li Jun's shoulder. Its form gradually shrank from that of a divine bird, and its wings slowly folded up.

Li Jun lowered his eyes and saw the phantom of Shao Li kneeling below.

He even saw the altar on Zhangwei Mountain, the flames surging around it, and a large number of Ximu clan members kneeling in the night.

"emperor!"

"Shao Li has found Zhulong."

Li Jun saw through her at a glance: "You took your people there, and now they are all trapped there. I told you to stop fighting and stop once you find Zhulong, but you want to take this opportunity to wipe them out."

Shao Li argued, "But if we cannot completely exterminate the Yi Mu clan, how can our Xi Mu clan live in peace? As long as they exist, we will live in danger."

Li Jun retorted, "Then didn't you listen to me and seek peace and stability?"

Shao Li trembled: "I pushed Xi Mu Shi into danger, Your Majesty, it's all my fault."

Li Jun said, "You're right, and you could even say you're right. But what you see is only what's in front of you. I can see the fate of all things in the world."

"If you don't follow my instructions completely, the situation will spiral out of control."

Shao Li was completely in awe of the Emperor, just like her mother. It was as if everything was a cycle, a repetition of the past.

Her mother, Da Li, was the same; after the clan suffered a devastating blow, she was completely transformed into a bluebird in the human world to convey the emperor's message.

After realizing the vast difference between her abilities and the Emperor's, she no longer dared to question or have any thoughts about the Emperor's decrees.

She didn't even dare to say anything more or offer any further explanation.

In her eyes.

The Emperor knew everything about heaven and earth, and naturally knew her fate and arrangements. Whether she lived or died, she could only accept it.

Amidst the swirling mist, a sound drifted from high above.

"Let's wait until dawn!"

"I will come at dawn, and everything will be over."

Shao Li felt his consciousness fall from the clouds and return to his body.

She shuddered and opened her eyes.
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Meanwhile, at the foot of Zhangwei Mountain on the other side.

On the altar, everyone was singing ancient prayers and hymns when suddenly a great light shone from the altar.

Shao Li opened her eyes, and a pair of jade-like wings spread out behind her. At first, she was still able to maintain her human form, and she looked more and more perfect.

Then, layers upon layers of feathers continuously emerged from her body, spreading outwards along her body and covering her entire body.

Finally, only a head remained, seemingly hidden among a cluster of feathered flowers, silently watching the people below the altar.

The crowd was both shocked and filled with intense respect.

"It's a corpse!"

"The Corpse of the Bluebird!"

"Shao Li summoned the bluebird, and she succeeded."

All the people of the Ximu clan shouted "Shi!" and were extremely excited.

In the oldest times, "尸" did not mean corpse, but rather referred to the vessel of some ancient and powerful beings.

For example, ancestral tablets, totem jade artifacts, or mortals who represent these beings and receive offerings and sacrifices.

At this moment, Shao Li is the corpse of Qingniao. She uses her own body to bear the power of Qingniao and invites Qingniao to possess her.

At this moment, Shao Li had a very peculiar feeling. Everything about her as a human being gradually receded from her body, and she was no longer afraid, apprehensive, or excited.

It gives me a feeling that I am omnipotent and fearless.

Suddenly, her beautiful head, which was covered by layers of divine jade, looked into the distance and spoke.

"coming!"

The voice was devoid of sorrow or joy, unlike that of an ordinary person; rather, it was filled with divinity.

At this moment, the others did not notice this, but followed Shao Li's movements and looked into the distance together.

Then, everyone's pupils dilated violently, and the panic seemed to transform into an invisible wave that spread from the altar to distant places.

Everyone who turned their head to look into the distance became a vessel for this emotion, transmitting fear as waves.

"what?"

"The stars, the stars in the sky have all been eaten."

"The moon was eaten too."

"The Candle Dragon is here... The Candle Dragon is here..."

Even at night, one can see the approaching darkness created by the Candle Dragon.

As the stars in the sky disappeared one by one, the darkness gradually engulfed the moon, and then even the moon disappeared.

Without the moonlight, the sky was completely dark, with only the flickering firelight in the surroundings and in the distance.

Some even saw figures rushing towards them from the darkness created by the Candle Dragon.

Those "people" all looked like humans, but they had no facial features, only glowing "strange eyes".

They used the night as their sea, the mountains as their waves, and candlelight as their boat.

They swam toward them one after another, their eyes filled with hatred.

"The Candle Dragon is here... The Candle Dragon is here..."

“Those One-Eyed People have become spirits and come to seek revenge on us.”

"The One-Eyed Clan are all dead, they're all dead. They weren't human, none of them were human..."

Zhuyin led the Yimu clan members, who had already transformed into spirits, in a grand procession. They were no longer human beings, but a group of vengeful spirits.

The darkness that devoured the stars and moon, and the wandering spirits of candles on the ground, completely terrified the people of the Western Mother Clan Alliance.

Many people began to flee across the land. Perhaps it wasn't really fleeing, as they had no idea where to go and were just wandering around aimlessly like headless flies, venting their inner fear.

Some tribal leaders, however, were more rational and kept urging him on.

"Quickly, quickly, start a fire."

"Burn everything that can be set on fire."

"Light them all up, light them all up!"

They responded seemingly rationally, but they didn't realize that everything they did was in vain. The power of the Candle Dragon had even swallowed up the light of the stars and moon in the sky, let alone the firelight on the ground.

At this moment, Shao Li looked at this scene without feeling sad or happy; she even found it somewhat boring.

All she wanted was to fly up into the sky and experience the carefree joy of soaring through the clouds.

But the darkness at the end of the day quickly enveloped them, the distant flames vanished instantly, and the leading group was completely swallowed up, disappearing without even a scream.

That was a tribe belonging to the Ximu clan, who had been stationed there. The Ximu people were terrified and frantically approached the altar.

They knelt on the ground, looking at the beautiful face enveloped by the "flowers" made of feathers, and at those eyes that were devoid of joy or sorrow, and shouted loudly and urgently.

"Shao Li!"

"They're coming."

"Think of a solution! Think of a solution!"

"Save us, the Ximu clan is counting on you."

At this moment, Shao Li realized what was happening.

"No, I am Shao Li."

"The young lily of the Western Mother Clan".

Her head moved slightly as she looked at the familiar figures below the altar, her eyes gradually regaining their original color.

At that moment, she opened her folded wings again and let out a sharp cry.

"Chirp!"

Shao Li transformed into a large blue bird and soared into the sky with light. At the same time, the darkness created by Zhulong in the distance swept across the sky, completely covering the stars above and swallowing up the firelight on the ground.

However, in the darkness, the wings on Shao Li's body emitted light, illuminating the gloom on the vast land.

The light was so intense that even the power of the Candle Dragon could not be swallowed up, covering every member of the Ximu clan on the earth.

She didn't fly away alone; after circling twice, she descended towards the ever-expanding darkness in the distance.

At that moment, from within the surging undercurrent, one by one, the One-Eyed Clan members with "one eye" were rapidly approaching.

Among them, the leading creature, with a human head and a dragon's body, leaped up, treating the darkness as a wave.

It actually rose into the air from the darkness, truly treating this dark realm as a river or sea, and began to swim within it.

"Chirp!"

"Roar!"

The sharp cries of the divine bird and the roars of the dragon mingled together.
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The area at the foot of Zhangwei Mountain is not only inhabited by the Yimu clan and the Ximu clan alliance, but also by a large number of tribes of all sizes, as well as another group of people who have come from afar.

When the polar night created by the Candle Dragon enveloped the sky, these people hastily began to perform a ritual.

They also have their own shamans, who wield power derived from the sacred peach tree on Mount Kunlun.

Through the trials and bequests of the female priestess and the female hermit, the Hanhuang clan has further mastered the power of witchcraft, transferring it to the two, at least no longer directly facing the core body of the sacred peach tree as before.

Under the stars and moon.

The shaman of the Hanhuang clan, wearing a peach blossom crown, danced on the altar, waving peach branches in his hand.

Their sacrificial practices were extremely similar to those of the Ximu clan, almost as if they were inherited from them, or perhaps they were learned from the Ximu clan.

However, this method of sacrifice was not very effective.

Ximushi was able to communicate with God through divination, and later sacrificial rituals even borrowed the power of the Bluebird.

The Hanhuang clan's sacrificial rituals, aside from initially symbolically incorporating the power of peach wood and forging a bond with a certain being to become a shaman, subsequently lost their effectiveness.

It wouldn't work at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, let alone at the foot of Zhangwei Mountain.

As the darkness drew ever closer, the people of the Hanhuang Clan, though not followed by Zhuyin or Yimu, were still extremely flustered.

"They're here! They're here!" someone shouted, looking into the darkness in the distance.

"It's too late, we've already arrived." The darkness came quickly, or at least they thought it came quickly.

"The Zhulong that the One-Eyed Clan worshipped has truly awakened." They knew something about the One-Eyed Clan, but when they actually witnessed the power of the Zhulong, they were filled with terror.

"This thing won't eat us, will it..." The words had barely left his lips when darkness enveloped everything.

Everyone became completely blind and could only make various noises.

They couldn't tell whether they were in the darkness or inside the belly of the terrifying Zhulong monster.

The shaman of the Hanhuang clan was still diligently performing sacrifices in the darkness, trying to summon the power of the sacred peach tree.

In the shaman's view, only the power of the sacred peach tree could fight against the Candle Dragon that "devours" the stars and moon.

"Or not?"

The shaman of the Hanhuang clan was somewhat frustrated. She had held countless such sacrifices, but still received no response.

In the darkness, everyone was in a panic, as they felt they were destined to die in the belly of the Candle Dragon tonight.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the altar.

The shaman noticed that although the sound was faint, it was exceptionally peculiar.

what sound?
At that moment, everyone noticed it first and looked towards the altar.

On the peach branch held by the shaman during the ritual, peach blossoms bloomed one by one.

The witch thought to herself, "So it was the sound of flowers blooming."

The peach blossoms emitted a strange fragrance, and then gradually lit up, illuminating the shaman's figure.

This not-so-bright light was so striking in the extreme darkness that it made the shaman of the Hanhuang clan seem even more mystical.

However, this is just the beginning.

"call!"

In a daze, clouds and mist suddenly rose above the altar.

The clouds gathered high up, and gradually a door opened there, leading to an unknown place.

The wind came from high up, and with it, peach blossoms fell to the ground, landing on the witch of the Hanhuang clan.

The shaman of the Hanhuang clan looked up from the altar and, passing through the misty gate, saw a wondrous place.

There, the stars and the bright moon are incredibly close; there, clouds and mist support the mountains, and enormous peach trees stand tall amidst the sea of ​​clouds.

Something on the peach tree was glowing. The shaman strained to look at the glowing thing and then asked.

"who are you?"

"She is a priestess of my Hanhuang clan."

"Still a female nun."

Then, a sound came from above, accompanied by the fragrance of peaches and layers of falling petals.

"I am the Emperor!"

This was the first time Li Jun had addressed himself in this way, but he also knew that only by addressing himself this way could the shamans of the Hanhuang clan know who he was.

Only the Emperor could command the shamans of the Hanhuang clan.

The shamans of the Hanhuang clan were no longer priestesses or nuns. They were somewhat stunned when they first saw the emperor's shaman, and didn't even know how to respond.

"emperor?"

The shaman only wanted to awaken their priestesses and nuns, but unexpectedly he managed to communicate with the Emperor, who represented the heavens.

But soon, the shaman knelt on the ground and asked the emperor.

"Is there anything the Emperor requires of my Hanhuang Clan?"

Li Jun: "There's no need for the Hanhuang Clan, all we need is for you to go there."

The shaman asked, "What does the Emperor want me to do?"

Li Jun: "I want you to go deep into Zhangwei Mountain to find Zhulong, and then I will use your corpse to descend to the human world again."

"Are you willing?"

After listening, the shaman of the Hanhuang clan looked at the starry river over Kunlun Mountain and felt that the stars were turning upside down and the world was spinning.

Perhaps the surprise came too suddenly, because Wu felt a little unsteady even while kneeling, and finally hurriedly bowed to the ground.

"The Hanhuang Clan respectfully obeys the Emperor's decree."

At this moment, even the feud between the Hanhuang Clan and the Ximu Clan seemed to fade away, as this hatred had originally stemmed from the struggle for the Emperor's sacrificial rights.

Furthermore, the reason why the Hanhuang clan wanted to exterminate the Ximu clan was not so much out of hatred, but because they believed that as long as the Ximu clan was wiped out, the imperial land would respond to their sacrifices.

And now, they have finally achieved their goal.

Subsequently.

The Jade Mountain in the sky gradually disappeared.

The clouds and mist around the altar slowly dissipated, leaving only the peach branch in the hands of the Cold Wasteland Clan shaman still in full bloom, radiating light.

next moment.

The shaman of the Hanhuang clan mounted his horse, along with several spare horses, their hooves kicking up dust as they pounded the earth.

The glowing peach branch in the shaman's hand flew across the wilderness like a firefly in the darkness, traversing mountain ridges and heading deeper into Zhangwei Mountain.

(End of this chapter)