Shrouding the Heavens: The Ruthless Heavenly Emperor

Time flies, and a hundred years have passed.

Xu Changqing and the Empress walked among mortals, comprehending the profound principles of heaven and earth, discussing the Dao from time to time, and even going to the starry sky to exchange skills.

With a calm mind, I walked the same path I had walked years ago, and only felt a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of mixed emotions, including regret and nostalgia).

On the road to becoming emperor, no one is fighting; they just gather together, bragging and joking. After all, there is no hope of becoming emperor, so what's the point of fighting? It's better to live out the rest of one's life in peace.

"The ultimate imperial pass is still open, but unfortunately, even if someone manages to pass through the nine heavens, they still cannot become an emperor."

"Fortunately, my father did not provoke the two emperors back then, otherwise I would not exist."

"Well, I'm different. When my grandfather went out to train, he said that when he returned home, his hometown was in ruins. All the saints were dead, the younger generation was extinct, and corpses littered the fields. The unique mechs of my hometown were piled up into 100,000 units."

The mountains have been turned into scrap metal.

"It is said that the emperor was enraged and launched a massacre."

On the Imperial Road, some young powerhouses got drunk and started discussing events from hundreds of years ago. After all, how can one drink without stories?

"You're lucky. My family was wiped out by the Great Emperor with a flick of his finger, and that wiped out ten clans in one fell swoop."

The events on the Imperial Road have been discussed by too many people. Even if Xu Changqing and the Empress didn't want to pay attention, it would be difficult for them to. After all, as long as someone calls out their names, they will naturally be alerted.

However, those words did not stir any emotion in them.

"Come on, I'll take you fishing." Xu Changqing led the Empress to a random star system.

Under a clear blue sky, the vast ocean stretches to the horizon, where schools of fish surge and churn like giant waves amidst the pitch-black darkness.

On an inconspicuous reef, Xu Changqing, his white hair loose over his shoulders, with his cultivation fully concealed, took out a fishing rod made of bamboo.

Then he took out a small black bowl, which was filled with countless fat loaches.

The empress sat on the reef, somewhat speechless, and fished.

She was fishing all by herself?

It's better to stay home, since the TVs and games developed by Eternal Starfield are pretty good.

However, the Empress did not refuse. She also took a fishing rod, and after preparing it, she expressionlessly reached into the bowl, casually picked up a loach, and hung it on the hook.

With a sudden flick of the wrist, the fishing line and hook traced an arc in the air before disappearing straight into the turbulent waters.

They waited quietly.

A hundred years later, Xu Changqing walked through the starry sky with a gloomy expression, carrying two black fish.

The Empress smiled, her slender figure graceful and elegant, her jade-like hand carrying a black bucket filled with fish.

The people she cared about most in this world were her brother and Xu Changqing.

Xu Changqing helped her through the most difficult period of her childhood, passed on his Taoist magic, and brought her to work in a restaurant.

Later, when he started cultivating, he was saved again.

They spent over two hundred years together, inseparable, traveling through countless worlds, watching the ever-changing, colorful starry sky and the transformations of the universe over time.

That enchanting scenery contains the profound truths of heaven and earth, and measures the distance of the heavens with every step.

The splendor of these heavens can only be appreciated by the Great Emperor.

"Where to next?" The Empress walked through the starry sky. She was in a good mood today, having finally left that awful fishing place.

They've been fishing for a hundred years straight; they've become a bit numb to it.

If it weren't for my collection of scriptures to amuse myself, I would be bored to death.

“Go ahead and play,” Xu Changqing said matter-of-factly.

"Then you won't be going into seclusion?" the Empress asked again, turning her head to look at Xu Changqing, her deep autumn eyes filled with emotion.

She discovered that Xu Changqing didn't seem to cultivate at all, and he was too lazy to go into seclusion to comprehend the Heavenly Heart Imprint.

"How old are we?" Xu Changqing asked.

"More than one thousand."

"How long do we live?"

"More than 20,000"

"Yes, so there are still more than 20,000 years to go into seclusion." Although Xu Changqing wanted to live forever, he didn't want to spend every day in seclusion cultivating and studying those scriptures.

He set off with the Empress again, and their traces were left throughout the entire star field.

Looking at the dazzling myriad worlds, Xu Changqing had an idea in his mind: he wanted to forge an Emperor-level weapon.

A divine picture.

As a weapon for protection, the bone knife is primarily used for killing.

If one were to use the blood of the supreme being of the forbidden zone as ink, the myriad paths of the heavens as a brush, and one's own first incarnation as paper, one could paint a divine picture of the human world.

How amazing would that effect be?

P.S.: I wanted the protagonist to have a second weapon, so here's a fantastic image.

Chapter 125 The Great Age Fades

Having made up his mind, Xu Changqing took the elixir of immortality in his later years of his first life and lived a second life.

As for the corpse that transformed from itself, it naturally became a painting.

But what name should we choose?

A ruthless celestial map? No way.

The human world? That's not bad either.

The Immortal Portrait of Emperors Lying in Corpses?

Xu Changqing shook his head, dismissing those thoughts. He wasn't old yet, only a little over a thousand years old; he had plenty of time to squander.

In the starry sky, he and the Empress walked side by side, appreciating the many beautiful sights of the universe, comprehending the great truths of heaven and earth, and walking in the mortal world.

Step into one small world after another.

Xu Changqing was also looking for Duan De; he hadn't forgotten what happened back then, but unfortunately, he just couldn't find the fat man.

Duan De possesses many valuable items, including various celestial techniques, and the Reincarnation Seal within his body should allow him to reap considerable rewards.

Once we find him, we'll arrest him and thoroughly investigate him.

Time flies, and three thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

For three thousand years, Xu Changqing and the Empress have traveled through various universes, finding numerous treasures, scriptures, and cultivation techniques, including six of the Nine Secrets.

While learning about various things in the universe, the Empress also learned a little about some things from the chaotic ancient era.

They found a secret realm from the chaotic ancient era, a small world of primordial chaos, where a vast source of divine energy resided at the earth's core, sealing away a figure from that era.

He was a young man with no special physical constitution, but he was close to the Dao and had extremely high talent.

Xu Changqing did not wake the young man; he had already guessed who it was.

Zhang Bairen!

During the late chaotic period, he received a gift from the Desolate Heavenly Emperor.

Within this chaotic little world, there are some records from the ancient chaotic era, which record that the Desolate Heavenly Emperor forged immortal artifacts, and the world was shattered.

"The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were shattered. Our universe today is equivalent to one of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths." The Empress's tone was shocked. All the myriad worlds were just one of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths back then.

She could hardly imagine just how strong the expert who could shatter the heavens and earth back then really was.

After learning about it, they left the Chaotic Divine Land. Zhang Bairen, who was in the Divine Source, opened his eyes and saw the Chaotic Small World being torn apart so easily.

I was extremely surprised.

Knowing full well that no one had ever been able to find the Chaos Divine Land where he was, and that even the Supreme Beings couldn't break the formation protecting the Chaos Minor World, yet it was torn apart so easily by two people.

However, he remained asleep and did not choose to emerge from the world.

Three thousand years have passed in a flash. The Imperial Road has closed, and the Ultimate Imperial Gate has also closed. Many of the powerful figures of that era have begun to age, wither, and pass away.

Xu Jin has perfected his magic once again through three thousand years of experience, and his combat power is enough to kill a Supreme Being!

Three thousand years of suffering vanished when he attained enlightenment through an alternative path.

He also had a daughter, born to his former mortal wife.

She had extremely high talent for cultivation, but unfortunately, Xu Jin didn't tell her that he was a cultivator.

Her daughter was lucky; she obtained cultivation scriptures and ran away from home at the age of twenty to venture out into the world.

After her mortal wife died, she returned with considerable cultivation, already a powerful being at the Dragon Transformation Realm.

She gave Xu Jin some herbs that could extend his lifespan, as well as cultivation techniques, and taught him...

After several years of cultivation, Xu Jin left home again.

This made Xu Jin smile bitterly. Back then, he was a Great Sage, yet he was taught cultivation by a daughter who was only at the Dragon Transformation Realm.

However, he had no intention of revealing himself; he shared the same idea as Xu Changqing.

Death and rebirth are not things they can control.

So what if I let my daughter come back to the dojo with me? Even if she is sealed away in the end, she will still die in the next life.

After Xu Jin achieved enlightenment through unorthodox means, Xu Changqing reappeared, severed his cultivation, and forced him to start cultivating from scratch once again.

Inside the temple, Xu Jin sat cross-legged on the ground, the Great Dao flowing continuously from his body.

Finally, Xu Changqing used his unparalleled power to condense it into a golden divine fruit.

"Your lifespan is now limited, so you will be sealed away in the golden age of the future to cultivate your own scriptures." Xu Changqing's purpose was simple: to let Xu Jin and Ye Fan fight.

“I understand, Master.” Xu Jin nodded solemnly. He didn’t understand why his master had asked him to be sealed away in the future.

However, he also possessed his own scriptures, and the strength of his scriptures was by no means weaker than that of the Imperial Scripture.

Upon reaching the Great Sage realm during his first cultivation, he had already created his own scriptures, techniques, and supernatural powers.

In his second cultivation, he became an unconventional Dao-achieving expert, constantly refining his scriptures with the perspective of an unconventional Dao-achieving expert, and also drawing on the Ruthless Emperor Scripture.

This allowed him to perfect his cultivation technique.