High Martial Arts: I Travel Through Heaven and Earth Through Dreams

Meanwhile, in the distant "past" time and space.

In the deepest part of the Eternal Immortal Realm, within that forbidden space woven from endless nothingness and chaos, three majestic figures, exuding an aura that commanded the submission of all the heavens and myriad realms, still stood silently in the void.

Before them, the enormous water mirror, formed from the pure laws of time, was rippling with fine waves.

The water mirror reflected everything that happened in the realm of time with perfect clarity.

From the moment the future self took out the golden scroll radiating supreme imperial might, to the elegant "annihilation" character transforming into a stream of light, and then to the arrogant black-clad immortal king being completely obliterated and vanished like snow under the scorching sun on both physical and conceptual levels, none of the scenes escaped the discerning eyes of these three supreme immortal emperors of the human race.

As the black-clad immortal king's form and soul were destroyed, the scene in the water mirror gradually blurred, eventually turning into specks of silver light that merged back into the surrounding void.

"Hahahaha! Well done! That was satisfying!"

A wild laugh, like an ancient thunderclap, reverberated through the void, causing the surrounding chaotic energy to surge wildly, as if the entire Eternal Immortal Realm was trembling slightly in response to the laughter.

The one who burst into laughter was none other than the Immortal Emperor Qingcang, who stood on the far left and whose burly figure resembled a moving iron tower.

At this moment, the Immortal Emperor Qingcang's huge eyes, like copper bells, flashed with undisguised pleasure and hatred. He slapped his thigh hard, the sound like a resounding bell.

"This kind of trash who betrays his own race, forgets his ancestors, and even goes so far as to pledge allegiance to a sinister and dark faction deserves to die!"

"To die without leaving even ashes is the best end for him!"

The Celestial Emperor Qingcang snorted coldly, his tone full of contempt and disdain.

"Does he really think that by traveling across the river of time to do some dirty work, he can gain the favor of those dark bugs in the past?"

"They're just disposable items that others can discard at any time!"

"They haven't even reached the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm, yet they dare to shamelessly attempt to annihilate the chosen one of our human race's era! It's utterly ridiculous!"

His thunderous curses echoed through the air, lingering for a long time.

However, after the unrestrained laughter and cursing, a sly look and a sudden realization flashed across the rugged face of the Celestial Emperor Qingcang.

He turned his head slightly, seemingly casually glancing at the handsome and refined-looking Immortal Emperor Mo Yuan, who stood in the middle wearing a blue scholar's robe.

Immediately afterwards, a secret divine thought transmission, which only Immortal Emperor Mo Yuan could hear, quietly spread through the void.

"Brother Mo Yuan, no wonder you insisted on stopping me when I was about to forcibly tear through the void to crush that black-robed ant."

"So you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, had a backup plan all along!"

The Immortal Emperor Qingcang's voice transmission carried a hint of teasing and questioning.

"Wow, you're something else! The other party actually has a Celestial Emperor scroll that you personally painted—a scroll that contains your supreme painting principles!"

"Tell me honestly, when exactly did you cross time and space to pass this trump card to that little guy?"

"They even managed to keep it a secret from me and Shuangci, not letting a single word slip out!"

Upon hearing the secret transmission from Immortal Emperor Qingcang, the stunningly beautiful woman standing on the right, who had remained silent throughout—Immortal Emperor Shuangci—seemed to keenly sense the hidden fluctuations in divine sense between the two.

The Frost Emperor wore a long, snow-white dress, her face exquisitely beautiful yet cold as ice.

Her eyes, as cold as ice for millennia, shifted slightly, and her gaze fell upon Immortal Emperor Mo Yuan.

Although she still didn't speak, a rare hint of surprise appeared on her cold, beautiful face.

Clearly, the supreme empress, who possessed the most extreme laws of ice and slaughter, was also quite surprised that Mo Yuan Immortal Emperor's scroll had suddenly appeared as her trump card in the future.

Despite the telepathic questioning from Immortal Emperor Qingcang and the probing gaze from Immortal Emperor Shuangci, Immortal Emperor Moyuan remained calm.

The folding fan in his hand swayed gently, stirring up wisps of warm, jade-like, and profoundly deep Taoist charm.

On that handsome and refined face hung a calm expression that conveyed a silent smile.

Mo Yuan Immortal Emperor did not utter a single word of explanation. Instead, he gazed longingly into the depths of the void, as if his vision had pierced through the endless river of time and seen a more distant and magnificent future.

Without explanation, neither Qingcang nor Shuangci could force him to open his mouth. The three human immortal emperors fell into a subtle and tacit silence once again, continuing to use their aura, powerful enough to suppress eternity, to remotely lock onto the dark abyss beyond the Eternal Immortal Realm.

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Meanwhile, in another endless abyss void, far opposite the Eternal Immortal Realm.

The scenery here is completely different from the ethereal atmosphere of the Eternal Immortal Realm.

The boundless darkness surged wildly like viscous ink, a pure and eerie origin that could completely devour even light, sound, and the laws of the Dao.

In the deepest, most eerie darkness, three black figures, exuding an aura of misfortune, corruption, and destruction, also witnessed the final outcome of the battle in the Realm of Time.

When the golden character "灭" (annihilate) pierced through the void, erasing the black-clad Immortal King from both a physical and conceptual level, the dark origin of this endless abyss began to churn violently and uncontrollably, like a roaring, furious black ocean.

"Hmph! What a complete waste!"

A cold, hoarse voice, seemingly composed of the wails of countless dead, boomed through the dark abyss.

The one who spoke was the strange Immortal Emperor on the left.

His enormous eyes, hidden in endless darkness, gleamed with a cruel and contemptuous crimson light as he coldly stared at the vanished projection of the Time Realm, his tone filled with undisguised disappointment and disdain.

"I originally thought that since this person was born with the destiny of being the 'Child of the Era' of a world, and was able to rise all the way up in that lower realm, he might bring us some unexpected surprises after joining our dark camp."

"Unexpectedly, even with the enhancement of a wisp of Imperial Law, it was still so utterly vulnerable, so easily obliterated by a scroll of painting. It's simply hopeless!"

In this vast and boundless universe, the so-called "Child of the Epoch" is an extremely special and dazzling existence.

In every world, during each long cycle of epochs, a being with the most prosperous fortune and the most extraordinary talent is often born under the combined influence of the will of Heaven and the boundless fortune of that world.

Such people are born with the blessings of the world's great Dao, and can turn misfortune into good fortune no matter what danger they encounter.

No matter what dire straits they face, they can always find a way out, and even achieve a groundbreaking breakthrough in their cultivation on the verge of life and death.

They are often able to break free from the constraints of common sense at an incredible speed, forging ahead triumphantly until they reach the pinnacle that the world can accommodate.

Their ultimate purpose is often to lead their world to break through the shackles of dimensions and achieve a grand upgrade in world level.

The deceased black-clad immortal king was, in his original era and world, a "Child of the Epoch" who was showered with love and affection.

Upon hearing the angry rebuke from the eerie immortal emperor on the left, the eerie immortal emperor in the middle, whose body was enveloped by countless dark tentacles covered in barbs, let out a low, chilling laugh.

"Child of the Epoch? Heh, that depends on which level of Child of the Epoch."

The voice of this eerie immortal emperor seemed to emanate from the unfathomable depths of hell, carrying a cold rationality that saw through the essence of all things.

"The prestige of being a Child of an Epoch is closely related to the world level that nurtured them."

"The world that good-for-nothing originally belonged to was at most a mid-level realm in this vast and boundless system of immortal realms."

"In the midstream region, he can naturally command the wind and rain and be invincible."

"But once he arrives at the Eternal Immortal Realm, a supreme immortal realm located at the pinnacle of all heavens, the influence of his pitiful status as the Son of the Era and his fortune will naturally be infinitely diluted."

He paused, his dark tentacles slowly wriggling, and continued speaking in that condescending tone.

"Throughout countless ages, how many immortal realms have we, this strange race, conquered? How many civilizations have we destroyed?"

"We have killed countless so-called mid-level or even upper-level epoch children, and many of them have even surrendered voluntarily and begged for mercy. We have no shortage of such pawns."

At this point, the strange Immortal Emperor's enormous, star-like eyes shifted slightly as he looked at the other strange Immortal Emperor on his right, who had remained silent, and asked a question.

"Now that the useless piece is dead, the variable named Lin Hanzhou is suspected to be a 'Child of the Epoch' born from this supreme world. Do you think we should continue to select an even more powerful Child of the Epoch from the lower reaches of the river of time, cross time and space, and completely nip him in the bud?"

After these words were spoken, the dark aura in the abyss paused for a moment.

Finally, the last eerie Immortal Emperor, shrouded in a deathly mist like ashes, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes held no emotion, only an absolute indifference as if he had witnessed countless epochs of destruction and seen through the ultimate truth of the universe.

"No need."

The strange Immortal Emperor's voice was surprisingly calm, yet it exuded an unparalleled majesty that could not be defied.

"Not to mention that those three old guys from the Eternal Immortal Realm are watching us all the time, the cost of interfering across time and space is too high."

"That variable named Lin Hanzhou alone is definitely not so easy to kill."

"If it could be so easily erased, this farce wouldn't have ended in such a ridiculous way today."

At this point, his tone suddenly shifted, revealing a deeper, more intriguing meaning.

"Moreover, after that causal collision that transcended time and space just now, I caught an interesting trace in the endless mysteries of heaven..."

"I think that the human junior is not the 'Child of the Era' of the Eternal Immortal Realm at all."

"The true chosen one of this supreme immortal realm is probably someone else, but he has been deeply hidden by some means."

Upon hearing this, the massive bodies of the other two strange Immortal Emperors involuntarily trembled slightly, and a hint of undisguised surprise flashed in their originally calm eyes.

"According to you, it doesn't seem to make logical sense."

The eerie Immortal Emperor on the left retorted in a deep voice, his tone filled with doubt.

"In that battle that transcended time and space just now, that person clearly exuded the aura of an incomparably pure Child of the Epoch."

"That kind of Daoist essence, favored by Heaven, that destiny fluctuation that gathers the fortunes of all directions—it absolutely cannot be faked!"

"Furthermore, if you look back at his journey, how many times has he been in dire straits, how many times has he faced certain death, yet he has always managed to escape danger through incomprehensible chance and external forces, and even his future self has been able to cross the river of time to save him."

"Don't all these extraordinary displays of destiny prove that he is indeed the chosen one of this supreme world?"

"yes."

The other, that strange immortal emperor, echoed this sentiment.

"If he is not the son of the era, why does Heaven favor him so much? Why is cause and effect so biased towards him?"

Faced with the doubts of his two companions, the strange Immortal Emperor on the far right only let out a disdainful sneer.

That cold laugh was filled with mockery and insight into some kind of shocking scam.

"That's true. You've observed very carefully."

The enigmatic Immortal Emperor spoke slowly, each word seemingly imbued with a magical power that pierced through the mists of time and space.

"That person's disguise as the Child of the Epoch was indeed flawless; he could even perfectly simulate the flow of fortune."

"But... no matter how meticulous you are, there is one flaw that he, or rather those behind him, could not conceal or disguise properly."

A blinding glint suddenly flashed in his ashes-like eyes as he spoke, each word distinct and deliberate.

"That is his destiny!"

"Think back carefully, did you see his destiny trajectory clearly?"

"No matter how sophisticated our deductive techniques, we cannot find his thread in the long river of fate!"

"A true child of the era, since he bears the destiny of the world, his fate must be closely connected with the great Dao of this world. It is a clear and visible trajectory of destiny, as undeniable as the blazing sun."

"But this Lin Hanzhou is different..."

The voice of this eerie immortal emperor became incredibly deep, as if revealing the greatest taboo in the universe.

"His destiny is a kind of illusory destiny that is completely unobservable, unpredictable, and doesn't even exist at the level of the laws of fate!"

"A nonexistent destiny!"

The moment those four words were uttered, the entire dark abyss fell into a deathly silence.

The eyes of the other two strange Immortal Emperors simultaneously flashed with deep apprehension and shock.

They knew very well what those four words meant.

Those who possess an ethereal destiny are not bound by the laws of heaven, nor affected by fate; they are truly outcasts!

How could such a person be the chosen one of the ages, nurtured by the Heavenly Dao of the world?

"So that's how it is... This was deliberately thrown out as bait to attract our attention! A shield with a fictitious destiny!"

The eerie immortal emperor on the left suddenly realized what had happened, his voice revealing a hint of annoyance at being tricked.

"What a brilliant scheme to deceive everyone! Since he is not the true chosen one of the era, there is indeed no need for us to continue wasting our precious pieces on him."

"Let him continue to flounder in that little pond. As long as he doesn't hinder our search for the true Child of the Epoch, we'll spare his life for now."

The eerie Immortal Emperor on the right made the final decision.

The endless abyss returned to its deathly silence, and the enormous figures of the three eerie immortal emperors slowly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only their churning, bizarre origins, which continued to brew the next terrifying storm that would sweep across the heavens.

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