Shrouding the Heavens: The Ruthless Heavenly Emperor

The Empress would occasionally release Duan De's blood to study the laws and mysteries within it.

Xu Changqing, meanwhile, was studying the wheels on the side.

They also demanded that Duan De hand over the cultivation techniques he had accumulated over several lifetimes, in exchange for the return of the mark.

If you don't hand it over, then we'll have no choice but to take action. Even if you're a fourth-generation Great Emperor, how can you possibly contend with two Great Emperors who are at the pinnacle of humanity?

Once the action is taken, those reincarnation seals will merge, and Duan De's path will be destroyed.

"After condensing one lifetime's cultivation into a Dao Fruit, and finally dying naturally, a reincarnation seal is formed, preserving the Dao Fruit of the previous life." The Empress studied it very carefully.

Duan De lay on a stone bed like a dead fish, utterly despondent.

He was terrified; he was completely afraid of those two people.

"Then can I use the Dao Fruit of this life to condense into a demonic embryo?" the Empress pondered.

However, in her later years, she would choose to take the elixir of immortality to live a second life, but the third life would be very difficult.

This seclusion lasted for an extremely long time.

The Dual Emperors Calendar – Nine Thousand Years.

The prodigy of his time is nearing the end of his life.

Gu Yan, dressed in white, was once the most beautiful woman in the celestial realm, but now she has aged.

His face bore the marks of time, with gray hair and cloudy eyes.

She sat cross-legged on a mountain peak on Feixian Star, her body hunched over, gazing at the dazzling starry sky, and sighed softly: "Two great emperors in one era, one male and one female, both of unparalleled beauty and talent."

"To live in the same era as you is both a tragedy and a blessing."

Gu Yan never married and passed away peacefully in a secluded place, forgotten by the world.

In the Big Dipper Starfield, there lies a secluded paradise.

The spiritual energy was abundant, and the laws of quasi-emperors permeated the air. Many divine herbs swayed gently, and dewdrops flowed down from them as if they were weeping.

There is a waterfall here. The water is blue and crystal clear, and you can see the ground beneath it.

There is a palace at the bottom of the lake.

Inside the palace, a white-haired woman sat cross-legged on a giant rock, her face showing helplessness and relief. She wore a veil, and her life force had dried up.

"Having lived for over nine thousand years, my life has come to an end."

"Unfortunately, I have never tasted the sweetness of love, and only one man has seen my true face."

Tian Youqing's tone was helpless. She had a stunning figure with a curvaceous bust and hips, and her long white hair cascaded down her shoulders, reaching all the way to her waist.

A deathly aura emanated from her body, and with a hum, numerous terrifying arrays reappeared around her, blocking the deathly aura.

Otherwise, once death energy appears in the outside world, who knows how terrible the consequences will be.

"However, being able to witness the two great emperors is still a good life."

Tian Youqing also passed away peacefully, turning into a shower of light and disappearing. The most precious items buried with her were her martial arts techniques and her sword.

An era begins to end, and countless powerful figures pass away.

The God of the Divine Race also passed away. Before his death, he sighed that he had not been able to exchange blows with the Ruthless Emperor.

It is the God's regret that he never witnessed the ruthless emperor's youthful splendor.

Inside an ancient tomb, Mu Miaomiao, with her gray hair, held a palm-sized doll, tears streaming down her face. She pursed her lips and finally let out a soft sigh.

Beside her were two coffins, each engraved with unconventional runes and formations for achieving enlightenment, and three stone tablets in total.

One of the stone tablets is inscribed with the life story and magical powers of Master Mu Miaomiao.

One of the tombstones reads "Mu Miaomiao".

There is another stone tablet that records her past with Xu Changqing.

"I'm going to die, can't you come to see me off?"

Mu Miaomiao's voice was filled with grievance and trembling, her jade-like hands tightly clutching the doll that looked exactly like Xu Changqing.

She knew that with the Emperor's immense power, he would certainly be able to sense all of this.

Her gray hair was loose down to her waist, her face was pale and bloodless, her life force and essence had dried up, and her primordial spirit had decayed.

Since her master's death, she has never appeared again, living in the dark and sunless ancient tomb, holding Xu Changqing's doll model, and telling her something every day.

She had just attained enlightenment in an unorthodox way, and had also traveled through countless worlds, walked the places Xu Changqing had walked, and had stood in a daze outside his dojo for a long time before finally leaving with a sigh.

When her master's lifespan ended, she lived in the ancient tomb.

He spends all his time holding dolls and portraits, and doesn't practice any cultivation.

Finally, Mu Miaomiao lay down in the coffin, closed the lid, and held a doll and a portrait of Xu Changqing in her arms. Her primordial spirit extinguished at that moment.

Mu Miaomiao also died of old age.

P.S.: The protagonist's second weapon; I don't know what to name it.

Chapter 127 Beiyuan Immortal Road

Xu Changqing's divine sense also sensed Mu Miaomiao's death, but he felt no emotion and simply watched her leave this world.

He could save her if he wanted to, but what would happen after that? Would he seal her away? Or would she just become a hindrance to him?

If it weren't for that incident back then, he could have saved it.

However, Mu Miaomiao knew perfectly well that she had a quasi-emperor master and that she needed to give up all her possessions to save her.

Mu could simply appear and slap those who kidnapped Mu Miaomiao to death, or he could annihilate several Dao-slaying cultivators with a single divine thought. Wouldn't that be easy?

They toiled and struggled for three hundred years, only to give it all to others. Who would be willing to do that? Who would be content with that?

But there was no way around it; Mu Miaomiao had saved him, and he had to repay her.

But we no longer owe any money.

As for the Empress, she can help me; she's not just a pretty face.

Let's take advantage of each other.

Everything in this world must be based on self-interest.

In a dense forest in the Nanling Mountains, the sky was dark and gloomy, as if a torrential downpour was about to occur. Lightning flashed intermittently in the dark clouds, like a giant dragon soaring through the air.

Soon, a light, fluffy rain began to fall from the sky, quickly wetting the dense forest.

Big Black sat on the ground, holding a pot of divine wine on its hooves. Its huge bull eyes were bloodshot, and large tears kept falling.

"Old Peng, the three of you consumed so many divine medicines and a drop of immortal elixir, yet you only lived for a little over nine thousand years." Dahei was heartbroken, tears streaming down his face.

When his three old friends passed away, Dahei was heartbroken. The feeling was like being cut by a knife; he couldn't breathe properly and felt suffocated.

Every time my heart beats, it hurts.

After more than nine thousand years of cultivation, Dahei's cultivation level was only at the ninth level of Quasi-Emperor. If it weren't for the baptism of Emperor's blood, Dahei would have died long ago.

It's not to the point where it's still as vigorous as it is now.

He had been baptized with the blood of the emperor and had also eaten the fruits of the True Dragon Elixir of Immortality and the White Tiger Elixir of Immortality.

It has a long lifespan, and it's unknown when its lifespan will come to an end.

But one by one, its old friends fell in its eyes.

Let it realize that immortality might not be a good choice.

Does reincarnation exist?

"The Great Emperor wants to seal me away. If there is reincarnation, perhaps we will be able to meet again in two hundred thousand years."

Dahei also understood that the next two hundred thousand years would be the arrival of the Golden Age, a glorious salvation that would surpass the mythical era.

Various imperial sons, princes, sons of forbidden zones, and successors of the Great Emperor appeared one after another.

"But what is the meaning of the Emperor making me be born more than two hundred thousand years later?" Dahei felt grief in his heart. By the time he was born, the world would have changed beyond recognition.

The emperor may have perished at that time as well.

No, Big Black didn't quite believe that the Great Emperor would fall either, because in its heart, the Great Emperor was the strongest in the world and would definitely become an immortal.

"Could it be that the Emperor wants me to bring back his fame in future generations?" Big Black pondered. It was no longer the pure black bull it once was.

It suddenly remembered that the Great Emperor had once said, "When the path to immortality opens, darkness and turmoil will appear."

Is it intended to quell the dark unrest?

It loves to show off, but it loves its cow life even more.

For nine thousand years, Xu Changqing would occasionally go out to play with the Empress, and whenever the Empress came out of seclusion, they would come to the Daoist temple to discuss Dao with each other.

Speaking of the Empress, Dahei is still quite afraid, after all, the Empress grows stronger by eating people.

Having roamed countless realms, the Empress's reputation has always been a taboo subject.

However, their own Great Emperor became a role model for rogue cultivators. For nine thousand years, countless people have wanted to sever their emotions in order to soar to the heavens.

Some people succeeded, and some people failed.

They encountered a love tribulation, which disrupted their mental state, ultimately causing their spiritual hearts to break, and they sadly withdrew from the grand stage.

Some people have successfully severed their emotional ties, but they get stuck because they don't know how to cultivate afterward.

Of the ten independent cultivators, five chose to follow Xu Changqing's old path, but were ultimately struck down and killed by heavenly tribulation.

Because Xu Changqing once spread his Lun Hai Jing (a Buddhist scripture) throughout the world, he was praised by the world.

He could absorb the endless power of faith, but it was useless; he could only draw the power of faith into the field.

It transformed into a waterfall of faith.

The Empress also wanted to follow suit, but someone obtained the Devouring Heaven Demon Art.

Throughout the myriad realms, he is universally hated and attacked.

Even the Empress was speechless.

They randomly selected a few beings who were extremely suitable for cultivating the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, but in the end, they were all killed.