After millions of years in the library, I became an Immortal Emperor.

How is that possible?

His face was filled with horror. The rules were pressing down on him, and the Heavenly Dao was binding him. This was taboo. How could such a being exist in this world?

Still a human!

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, boundless blood energy surged from his body, turning the entire eerie jungle into a blood-red color.

"You came from outer space."

He spoke with a solemn expression, which startled Lin Fan slightly.

Beyond the heavens should be the vast and boundless starry sky beyond the Xuanhuang Great World, which they have never set foot in, hence the name "beyond the heavens."

Lin Fan looked at him and smiled faintly.

"The vampires are one of the top ten races, but I heard that there were no vampires in his time."

"So how did you get here?"

Lin Fan scrutinized him, causing him to tense up. He tried to use his overwhelming blood energy to block Lin Fan's examination, but when a wisp of chaotic energy rose in Lin Fan's eyes, everything flowing within his body came to a standstill.

Blood stops flowing, cells become inactive, the soul falls silent...

It seemed that under this gaze, the rules and order of this world had lost their function, and in an instant, everything about him was clearly seen.

This was no different from the demon race's soul-searching technique, and even more thorough, revealing the very essence within him.

"I see."

When he heard the voice, his consciousness returned to his body, and when he looked at the person in front of him, his face was filled with fear.

He was a quasi-emperor of the vampire clan, one of the most powerful beings in this world, yet at this moment he felt a sense of destiny being out of his control.

Life and death are decided in the blink of an eye by the person in front of you.

"So, vampires originated from humans. Then why do you slaughter and enslave the humans who created you?"

"Is it fear or a desire to keep this secret hidden?"

Lin Fan said calmly.

He saw a scene in the bloodline of this vampire quasi-emperor.

Countless ages ago, the heavens collapsed, stars fell to earth, and the corpse of an emperor fell into a land, his blood flowing endlessly, transforming into countless waves.

And so the vampire clan came into being.

They emerged from the blood of an emperor, formed from the blood of a human emperor, who created them.

The vampire quasi-emperor looked at him with a face full of terror.

"You found out?"

What incredible skill! With just one glance, he saw through everything about him, even dissecting his bloodline and uncovering his very origins.

Lin Fan nodded.

Then he looked at the half-corpse beside him and shook his head slightly.

"What exactly happened that caused the emperor to fall and turned you into this state, willingly becoming a monster to remain in the world forever?"

He looked at the swamp of flesh and blood again, this time he really wanted to take a look.

"Come with me."

Lin Fan said this, and the vampire quasi-emperor beside him, upon learning of Lin Fan's thoughts, trembled with emotion.

"You can't go in there."

He said, but the next moment an irresistible force fell on him, and his body moved forward, landing in a swamp of flesh and blood.

Beyond that lay nothingness; the eerie jungle was no longer visible, only a crimson world before him, piled high with countless bodies of flesh and blood.

But ahead of them stood a man who seemed out of place in this world; he was dressed in a white robe and quietly observed it.

"The Blood and Flesh Swamp is more like a graveyard, where countless races were buried, as well as alien races from the stars, and even the human race."

Lin Fan said calmly, and walked towards the end of the Blood and Flesh Swamp.

The vampire quasi-emperor followed behind, not because he wanted to, but because an invisible hand was pushing him forward.

He seemed to be in shackles.

Only the person in front could do all of that.

Is he an emperor?

He was deeply shaken, and countless thoughts arose within him.

Has the karma of the vampires come so quickly?

Born of the human emperor, and destined to perish because of the human emperor.

"It's him again. He's still alive."

Whispers echoed from beneath the swamp of flesh and blood, as countless bloody hands emerged from it, only to be crushed by that figure.

"Even that person couldn't kill him?"

"Could he be the emperor of the human race?"

"Humanity has another emperor."

……

Countless creatures sank into the swamp of flesh and blood, their heads tilted back as they gazed at the white-clad figure, their expressions a mixture of shock, terror, and relief.

In this world, perhaps death is also a kind of liberation.

"The corpse of the Roc clan, a pure-blooded divine beast!"

The vampire quasi-emperor was shocked to see a huge corpse that had been gnawed down to half a head.

The Great Roc clan is the second largest race among the demon races after the Azure Python, but now the bloodline of the Great Roc clan has long been diluted and can no longer be considered a divine beast.

The creature before them, radiating a faint imperial aura, was the true Roc, a terrifying divine beast whose wingspan stretched for ninety thousand miles.

The quasi-Emperor level roc also died here.

"Blue Blood, this is not a creature from the Xuanhuang Great World. It has been dead for so long, yet such a terrifying domain still remains around it."

"How many lives have died here?"

He saw the broken ancient halberd, the tattered shroud, and the broken flag under the setting sun, all exuding a desolate atmosphere.

And all of these originated from the human race.

"Did all the strongmen of the human race die here?"

He said that they originated from the corpse of the human emperor, and therefore knew the human race's past best, as well as how glorious the human race had once been.

The so-called number one race in the Xuanhuang Great World, the demon race, is merely a mount for the human race. Even the legendary dragons and phoenixes are auspicious symbols for the human race.

More than half of the ten most powerful clans borrowed the Daoist traditions and inheritances from the human race.

"But these are still not enough to kill a quasi-emperor..."

He said, looking at the young man in white in front of him, watching him walk towards the end of the setting sun, and then stop in the last rays of the afterglow.

"call!"

A whiff of fishy smell entered his nostrils, and his heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

He looked back and saw that the entire swamp of flesh and blood was deathly silent, as if afraid of disturbing some terrifying being.

Looking further ahead, the setting sun turned into boundless blood-red, and the last person stood up from under that boundless blood-red.

"They all have to die..."

A voice resounded from the depths of his soul, and in an instant, a chilling sensation swept over him, causing even a quasi-emperor to feel a sudden, inexplicable fear.

Surprising!

Countless blood-red lines instantly crawled all over his body, then transformed into terrifying ghost faces, which then devoured his entire body.

Body, soul, memory...

It will devour everything, both tangible and intangible.

"curse!"

He was horrified as a blood-red sky descended, a unique Daoist aura belonging to him, and then a long halberd appeared in his hand.

"cut!"

He wanted to sever the root of the curse, the person who stood up under the setting sun.

Suddenly

He felt a chill run through his body. The eerie creature born under the setting sun had appeared behind him, and a pair of blood-stained hands were placed on his head.

"die……"

With a murmur, his heart trembled and his whole body stiffened. Then he looked at the young man in white, who was his only remaining hope.

"Help me."