I was the Heavenly Emperor in ancient times

Chapter 50 Reincarnation
The woman, known as Nüchou, did not stay in the capital city for long before leaving this bustling metropolis.

Although she didn't feel any attachment to the place, her departure wasn't pleasant.

She was expelled and even got into a fight with Westminster.

The shadow of the divine bird hovered in the sky, while on the ground, shamans revealed their unusual ferocity and surrounded a corner of the city.

Besides.

A large number of soldiers rushed there, and the entire capital city was alarmed, looking like a major war was about to break out.

The bird's shadow shone brightly in the sky, yet it uttered a somewhat childish voice with a hint of anger.

"You shaman of the Hanhuang clan, who gave you the audacity to enter the capital of the Emperor!"

"Don't go too far."

When Xi Mu discovered her arrival, she had no reason to take action, and it was only natural for her to drive her away.

The Hanhuang clan and the Ximu clan were, after all, enemies for generations, whose origins can be traced back to the Dali and the female priest and the female priest.

However, despite being surrounded by layers of people, the ugly woman ignored them and passed through them, finally arriving at the foot of the altar, where she looked up at the Western Mother in the sky.

The ugly woman asked the Queen Mother of the West, "You have seen the Emperor, but do you know where he is?"

When Xi Mu heard the other party mention the Emperor, she became even angrier.

She said, "Leave the capital of the Emperor, the shaman of the Hanhuang clan!"

The Western Mother Clan's Emperor Wu.

What Ximu Shi found hard to accept was that Hanhuang Shi also had an Emperor Wu.

In the end, the ugly woman still couldn't find out the emperor's whereabouts, and she left in a hurry.

However, she wasn't searching aimlessly.

She went to Zhangwei Mountain to find the Emperor's whereabouts, the place where the Emperor last appeared, and even heard that the demon god Qingniao had descended upon Beiming.

When she arrived at Zhangwei Mountain, the area had already become a dead zone.

This place was already extremely dangerous due to the power of the demon god Xuanming. In addition, the Yujiang Alliance suffered a great defeat, and all the clans and tribes here were relocated to other places by the Ximu clan, and no trace of human habitation can be seen anymore.

As the ugly woman walked at the foot of Zhangwei Mountain, all she saw was utter desolation. Not only were there no people, but wild animals and birds had also vanished.

The desolate black ridge resembled the exposed spine of a dragon's corpse.

A cold, icy wind kept blowing in from the Arctic.

"This is it."

The ugly woman lingered at the foot of Zhangwei Mountain, watching for signs that the Blackwater River was being taken away.

However, these traces should be completely erased by the demonic wind and black water before long.

Head up the mountain.

Most of Zhangwei Mountain has melted away, and the other side of the mountain range is getting lower and lower, while the area ahead is getting colder and colder.

The sky grew darker and darker, like the polar night, with lightning flashing in the distance.

The weather has been bad these past few days. Layers of dark clouds in the distance have obscured the aurora borealis in the sky. After the last glimmer of light disappears, the Northern Sea will truly be shrouded in darkness.

The ugly woman stood on the shore of the Northern Sea, gazing into the distance from the floating ice.

"Bluebird!"

"There really is the scent of the Bluebird; it has been here before."

Standing on the ice, she could almost imagine a bluebird spreading its wings, blotting out the sky and cutting through the darkness and the endless clouds.

High above, lightning flashed, illuminating a figure on the back of the demon god.

"Emperor Ye also came here."

"He is still alive."

The female clown confirmed once again that the Emperor truly existed among mortals.

Moreover, when the female clown walked here, she even sensed the aura of the sacrificial artifact she had created, but this feeling was intermittent, as if something had completely severed the connection between the artifact and her.

This is normal. Not to mention the Yellow Springs, even the Emperor's own power and aura can have this effect.

The female clown stood there, unable to move forward freely, as Beiming was also extremely dangerous for her.

Especially in the vast Northern Ocean, there is nowhere to search.

However, she still rested for a night on the shore of Beiming Sea.

She had a dream that she was sitting in a tree.

She felt the tree was familiar, and then she immediately recognized it as her true form.

The ugly woman wondered, "How did I get to this place? How did I end up sitting in this tree?"

"Didn't I engrave it on the bottle and then offer it to the Emperor?"

The ugly woman looked around and saw that the whole world was a vast expanse of white, appearing lonely and empty.

Tiny peach blossoms bloomed on the peach tree, swaying gently at the feet of the ugly woman, exuding a fragrant aroma.

The whole world consisted of trees, peach blossoms, and her.

She enjoyed the quiet; it seemed like a peaceful dream. But she quickly came to her senses.

"its not right?"

"This doesn't feel right."

"This is not a dream."

Then, she turned her head from the peach tree and looked at the other side.

It didn't feel like looking in any other direction, but rather like trying to see through this silent, snow-white space and look outwards.

Then, her vision truly extended beyond the white expanse, and she saw the scene outside.

The scene changes.

She saw a dark and gloomy place, which seemed to be a vast palace built of various colored woods covered with dragon scales.

She even recognized that the wood came from Zhangwei Mountain in the past.

A table was placed in the hall, and a person sat in front of it, the candlelight illuminating the person's face.

The female clown looked closely, and in a daze, he recognized who it was.

"Is that the Emperor?"

Then, she looked to her left and right and realized her current situation.

From another angle, you can see a bottle placed on a table high up in the gloomy hall.

The bottle depicts a peach tree, with a woman sitting on it, looking out at the world.

After understanding everything, the ugly woman felt relieved and sat quietly on the peach tree depicted on the bottle, looking outside.

"What is the Emperor doing?"

"What is this place?"

she thought.

The emperor was very busy at the table; he seemed to be carving something on it.

The ugly woman then realized that this "table" was not a table at all, but a huge long stone, the origin of which she did not know.

Moreover, what the Emperor inscribed was not written characters, as there is no written language in this era. It was a special kind of pattern, or perhaps it could be called a symbol.

Originating from the Yellow Springs, it is a way for the Yellow Springs to record information about all living beings and things.

The emperor carved a pattern on the stone, and once it was completed, light shone from the black jade at one end of the stone.

"what is that?"

The woman looked over and saw a figure appear in the light.

The man was still alive, and the light and shadow reflected his figure walking among the people. The female clown even recognized the place where the man was, which seemed to be in the eastern part of the Su Guang Wilderness.

After the Emperor carved that image, a large amount of his information was stored in the stone, and a special mark seemed to appear on his body. This mark would not activate while he was alive, but when life and death came, the source of this power would find him.

Next, the ugly woman saw the emperor carve a talisman.

The scene reappeared; it was a tribe at the foot of Kunlun Hill, the place where Nüchou had been.

At this moment, the tribe is performing a soul-summoning ritual, sending a dying person to the Northern Sea, while the people chant the incantation for the soul.

then,

The man was then approached by a force that imprinted his entire life, inside and out, transforming it into a phantom, ethereal entity.

The vengeful spirit emerged from its body, wandering aimlessly across the desolate land, heading towards the Northern Sea.

At this moment, the female clown vaguely understood what these images represented.

"The Emperor is recording the cycle of birth and death of all living beings."

In fact, these are the names of those beings in the underworld who were affected by the residual power of Zhulong and the three demon gods.

Previously, these people were either passively or actively affected by these forces, and after death they turned into ghosts, then automatically entered the Northern Underworld and came to the Yellow Springs.

Except in the depths of the underworld, no one knows exactly how many people have fallen into the underworld, or how many have been affected by this power and turned into ghosts, entering a state of neither life nor death.

Indeed, who in this world can directly control the origin of the Yellow Springs and see all the information it records?

Now, the Emperor has crafted this stone using the sacrificial jade of the Yimu clan and the life-and-death cycle contract of Zhuyin.

People can use this stone to know who has entered the underworld, who has been annihilated, and who has entered the cycle of reincarnation.

but.

In the eyes of the ugly woman, the emperor wrote one name after another on that stone, and the life and death of one mortal after another fell into it.

Countless shadows fell endlessly.

It seems the Emperor intends to include all living beings in the universe within that cycle of reincarnation, encompassing all things, people, and creatures in the world. Recently, the female clown has frequently heard the words "Northern Darkness," "Great Netherworld," and "Reincarnation."

Some say that death is not the end; people go to the Northern Sea, then to the Yellow Springs, and are reincarnated.

But until this moment, she had never known what reincarnation meant, or how people could be reincarnated.

It wasn't that she was ignorant, but rather that such a concept simply didn't exist in the human world before.

But at this moment, as the Empress watched the Emperor write down one name after another, and saw the past and present lives of those shadows all included in it, she finally understood a part of reincarnation.

“All living beings no longer die; at least some of them are left forever in the underworld.”

At that moment, the candlelight suddenly began to flicker.

When the ugly woman saw the emperor raise his head, it was as if he had noticed her, which made her feel somewhat flustered and panicked.

Before she could react, the Emperor asked.

Do you also want to enter the cycle of reincarnation?

"Or perhaps become a ghost or deity?"

"Or."

"I don't want to leave anything behind, I just want to return to dust, to ashes."

The ugly woman stared wide-eyed.

Then she woke up.
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Beside the Yellow Springs.

Before Li Jun lay the surging Yellow Springs, and behind him, the One-Eyed Ghost Kingdom.

The Yellow Springs reflect the passing shadows of all living beings, with hundreds of ghostly souls standing behind them.

Especially the One-Eyed Candle Souls, whose flames on their faces kept spinning, as if a series of eerie eyes were looking at the other side of the Yellow Springs along with Li Jun.

Li Jun: "Let's begin!"

Then, all the ghosts in the One-Eyed Ghost Kingdom came to life, especially the One-Eyed Candle Spirits.

Together, they created a long, narrow stone monument, and in the process, they used their own flames to burn it while continuously inscribing something on it.

However, after the inscription was completed, the inscription was melted down and then inscribed again.

It's unclear how long it took, but the inscription on this long stone altar was finally completed.

Li Jun stepped forward and inlaid the black sacrificial jade in his hand onto it.

"All right."

"The first step has been achieved."

Li Jun has been in the Yellow Springs for some time now.

Although this place is completely isolated from the outside world and never sees the light of day, Li Jun could tell from the wandering spirits and ghosts that he had been here for about three or four months.

During this time, Li Jun had gained a basic understanding of the power of the Yellow Springs and had begun to make use of the sacrificial jade left behind by the One-Eyed Clan that he had found.

Although this sacrificial jade has lost most of its function with the death of Zhulong, the contract within it concerning lifetimes continues to play a role.

This is the key and the pivot of everything.

Afterwards, Li Jun moved the long stone altar to a dark room in the city of the One-Eyed Ghost Kingdom that resembled a grand hall. He sat on a high place and laid the stone flat, using it as a long table.

He lit a candle on the stone, placed some of his personal belongings on it, and every day he would carve the Yellow Springs script on this long stone.

He touched the black sacrificial jade.

He could sense every wandering soul that traveled from the human world through the Northern Darkness to the Yellow Springs.

So he casually wrote it down.

With prolonged use, he could sense not only the spirits that came to the underworld, but also those who were transformed into spirits or tainted by the power of the underworld in the distance.

He kept writing the name, and gradually the altar stone seemed to come alive.

Sometimes, he would just write the beginning, and the rest would simply appear.

Li Jun thought so.

Does this mean that even if he doesn't need to write anything later, this altar stone will record all the names that enter the cycle of reincarnation?

Although Li Jun could not directly obtain a large amount of information from the Yellow Springs, he took a different approach, gradually infiltrating and mastering the power of life and death reincarnation.

"Show!"

Li Jun ran his hand across the surface of the stone and uttered a sound.

Immediately, densely packed Yellow Springs script, or rather, talismans, appeared on it.

Although the names of those who entered the underworld before this moment could not be found on the long list, all of them were recorded from this moment onward.

While Li Jun was busy.

In the ghost city, the spirits of the former Yimu clan wander in the darkness.

Some of these spirits walked along the Yellow Springs River, while others wandered around every corner of the Ghost City. One of them broke into the main hall and stood before Li Jun.

This is not the first time this spirit has come here; it comes here every day.

After he arrived here, he always stood beside Li Jun, watching the past of each living person, looking at their names, and watching them enter the Yellow Springs.

Looking at the flames on his face, Li Jun felt as if he could see through why he did this.

"He was reminiscing about the time when he was alive and a human being."

On this day, Li Jun suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked at the one-eyed candle spirit in front of the "table".

Do you also want to enter the cycle of reincarnation?

"Or perhaps become a ghost or deity?"

"Or."

"I don't want to leave anything behind, I just want to return to dust, to ashes."

The one-eyed spirit simply looked at him silently, without answering.

However, this time, after Li Jun finished everything, he didn't leave; instead, he stayed right behind him.
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at last.

Li Jun no longer needed to leave any marks on the altar stone; the stone would automatically reveal the mark of the reincarnated person.

So Li Jun stood up and began to walk toward the Yellow Springs.

Recording the names of those who entered the Yellow Springs was only the first step. Next, he would begin to utilize the sacrificial jade and the contract of life and death reincarnation.

Li Jun walked through the ghost town and stepped onto the wooden steps.

"Come!"

"Come with me!"

With his call, the ghosts of the entire ghost town began to move in unison.

They lifted the altar stone and followed behind Li Jun. Some of the ghosts couldn't even squeeze under the stone, so they could only follow behind.

And so, all the “people” marched out of the ghost city and arrived at the banks of the Yellow Springs River.

Li Jun pointed to the Yellow Springs and instructed the spirits to place the altar stone by the river.

The altar stone stands tall, with the black sacrificial jade at the highest point resembling an eye looking down at the rolling Yellow Springs.

Li Jun stood before the stone and activated the altar stone.

"what!"

At that moment, all the ghosts cried out, whether in sorrow or joy, it was hard to tell.

One by one, they transformed from physical forms into illusory shapes.

They floated in the sky, then one by one they swooped down and burrowed into the sacrificial jade above the altar stone.

More than that.

Even the fortress of the One-Eyed Ghost Kingdom that they had previously created was transformed into a yin form, turning into a beam of light that fell into the black sacrificial jade.

The image of the ghost city appeared on the stone and was projected onto the underworld.

In an instant, a ghost city appeared above the Yellow Springs.

That ghost city exists between the realms of Yin and Yang.

It also exists between reality and illusion.

Just then, the one-eyed spirit appeared behind Li Jun and continued to watch him quietly.

Li Jun stood beneath the stone, at which moment the stone shone brightly, and a trickle of water flowed from the Yellow Springs, winding around the stone.

This time, Li Jun activated the contract of life and death reincarnation.

The Candle Soul looked up at the sacrificial jade, just like the Candle Shadow of yesteryear, looking into the Candle Dragon's eye, watching the other steal the light that had taken away all things in heaven and earth.

"Go!"

Its wisp of candle spirit was thrown into the altar, and then fell into the trickling stream of the Yellow Springs, its destination unknown.

The trickle sank to the bottom of the water, quickly flowing away and penetrating the depths of the earth.

A special talisman appeared on the stone, unique to each living being, recording the other's lifetimes.

This was the first time Li Jun initiated the process of worshipping the demon god Huang Quan, and also the first time he used the Contract of Life and Death Reincarnation.

However, because Li Jun recorded this process, and Li Jun was also in the Yellow Springs, he was able to see where the candle spirit went.

The other party went to a place not far away, in the Northern Wilderness.

"It turns out that not everyone will necessarily become a human being."

"Whether or not one becomes a human being has nothing to do with good or evil."

(End of this chapter)