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His hands were behind his back as he stared at the ancient emperor.

This is an ancient relic that has lived for a very long time. Although he has not become an immortal, he has one foot in the immortal realm.

"Let me go, and I promise I will never return to this world."

The Emperor spoke solemnly.

He roughly guessed what the other party meant; they definitely wanted him to submit, otherwise there would be no need to waste so much trouble.

"Do you think you have the right to choose?" Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows, a half-smile on his face.

The Emperor fell silent.

Yes, Ye Xiu is qualified.

"790" But he is an Emperor, one of the founders of the Heavenly Court in the world of Shrouding the Heavens, and an existence that overshadows all emperors. How could he submit?

He was not reconciled.

Ye Xiu saw the stubbornness in his eyes and immediately sneered.

The Eye of Time and Space activated once more, and a dazzling light burst forth from its center, illuminating the entire void.

The light gradually expanded, forming a huge vortex, which drew the Emperor's body into.

The Emperor felt as if he were being pulled by a powerful force, his entire body spinning continuously in the vortex.

He saw the scenery around him begin to change, and time seemed to accelerate.

The once peaceful and tranquil void instantly became blurred and indistinct.

All traces disappeared and reappeared rapidly before his eyes, as if the scene was changing at lightning speed.

He felt his body gradually weakening and aging rapidly under the power of time.

The skin begins to sag, and the once youthful and powerful muscles gradually disappear.

The Emperor's originally calm and resolute gaze revealed fear.

The wrinkles on his face crisscrossed, becoming even more pronounced with the passage of time.

He took a deep breath, but found it difficult to breathe.

Each breath made him feel extremely tired, as if he were bearing the weight of billions of years.

As time accelerated its passage, the Emperor felt his power gradually dissipate.

His once strong and powerful body began to wither and die, like a withered tree branch.

He weakly raised his arm, but it felt incredibly heavy.

Time flies, and in just a few breaths, the Emperor aged.

The Emperor felt the life essence flowing out of his body, and his heart ached beyond measure.

"You...you're despicable!"

His powerless roar was filled with resentment.

"My patience is very limited," Ye Xiu said calmly.

The Emperor couldn't help but smile wryly.

He realized that he could not escape the other party's control.

"That's enough. The victor is king and the loser is villain. A loss is a loss. From now on, I will obey your orders."

He sighed and finally made his decision.

Ye Xiu nodded, and the Eye of Time and Space activated once again, gathering the power of endless time and space.

His robes fluttered in the wind, as if chanting a majestic and ancient melody.

He stretched out his palm, and dazzling runes began to appear between his fingers.

As the Eye of Time and Space rotates, the surrounding scenery begins to distort and change.

Time reversed, and the Emperor's life force rapidly recovered.

The faint, flickering lights gradually converged, forming a vast and intricate network structure.

The fine lines intertwined and tangled, forming a wondrous and beautiful scene within the Emperor's body.

Each thread emits a faint and mysterious light, within which flows life and vitality.

Time passed, and this strange and magnificent scene continued. The Emperor's once aged and dim eyes once again shone with a light full of wisdom and unwavering will.

The wrinkles gradually smoothed out, and the skin regained its smooth and delicate texture, like jade.

Finally, under the power of the Eye of Time and Space, the Emperor regained his youthful appearance.

He was tall and imposing, with fair and supple skin. His black hair cascaded down his broad shoulders, and his eyes revealed a sharp and cold glint.

An aura of majesty and inviolability permeated the surroundings.

The power emanating from him was boundless.

The Emperor stood there, like a peerless powerhouse who truly controlled destiny and could turn the tide.

The void itself seemed to tremble.

Who would have thought that he was just a dying old man, or a frail old man with his life nearing its end?

"what……"

The Emperor slowly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with a sharp and brilliant light.

He felt bitter in his heart.

The Emperor never imagined that he, who was once so renowned, would fall to such a state. It was truly a cruel twist of fate.

However, Ye Xiu didn't care about any of that; as long as he was willing to submit, that was enough...

Swish!

He stretched out his large hand, and with a thought, the projection of the Investiture of the Gods appeared.

hum!

Suddenly, the projection of the Investiture of the Gods trembled violently, and a huge golden pillar of light rose from it, illuminating the entire sky.

The pillar of light emitted a blinding radiance, as if the supreme heavenly emperor had descended to earth.

The Emperor was enveloped in the pillar of light and felt an invisible force surging towards him from all directions.

His aura weakened considerably, as if he were about to be completely suppressed by this power.

As the light flickered, the Emperor discovered that countless complex and mysterious runes had appeared on his true spirit.

These runes flowed leisurely around the true spirit like dragons coiling around it.

Suddenly, the runes burst forth with dazzling golden flames.

Flames danced, forming a huge and spectacular ring of runes in the air.

The Emperor felt a powerful and majestic force surging within his body.

He glimpsed that the power represented absolute authority and an unshakeable force.

The Emperor realized that he was completely controlled by the Investiture of the Gods, and his true spirit was completely bound.

He had to bow his head, showing his awe and submission to this power.

He knew very well that if he dared to disobey the other party, he would definitely suffer a terrible fate.

His true spirit has already been controlled by the Investiture of the Gods.

From that moment on, he was Ye Xiu's man.

"Greetings, Great Celestial Venerable Hunyuan!"

The Emperor bowed respectfully.

His heart was filled with helplessness and bitterness.

3.3 The ancient and dignified ruler of the Heavenly Court was so inexplicably and inexplicably controlled by someone else, becoming someone else's subordinate.

This is absolutely disgraceful.

He had an urge to commit suicide.

However, he didn't want to die; he wanted to continue living, so he wouldn't give up even if there was only a sliver of hope.

"Yeah, not bad, let's go."

Ye Xiu nodded and left the space with the Emperor.

"call……"

The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. His body was almost stiff. This brief exchange had exhausted him greatly, leaving him nearly exhausted.

This gave him a dazed feeling, as if everything was in a dream.

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Chapter 155 The Ancient Sacred Body, An Ominous End!