Is there any hope for me, who proposed to the world-destroying empress at the very beginning?

Even though he didn't know Su Liang's background, he still managed to glean some of the truth about Su Liang through various details.

Above the misty mountains, the Ancient Emperor of Reincarnation took in everything about the Yin-Yang Sect and laughed:

"There's no way to explain this too much. Sending you here was already beyond our expectations, but it's all within reason. After all, it's just a way to make up for history. But we can't continue like this."

With a flick of his sleeves, the Ancient Emperor of Reincarnation lightly swept his body downwards.

Su Liang felt his vision blur, Gu Jiang's figure began to dissipate, everything around him was fading away, and Gu Jiang's explanation was no longer audible in an instant, with only a series of noises lingering in his ears.

Sensing this reaction, Su Liang suddenly raised his head and stared straight at the two mountains. His eyes, like those of an eagle, pierced through the misty white fog in an instant, but he found nothing.

"Did they leave? Or are they not here?"

Looking around, Su Liang searched for something, but all he found was a haze. Su Liang trusted his intuition; this so-called trial was probably not right from the start, but no one could answer him.

Only by suppressing doubts and quickly working through one's mind to repeatedly examine the truth can one truly avoid the unpleasant feeling of being blinded by a single leaf.

In Gu Jiang's eyes, Su Liang's figure began to dissipate into white light. He stopped explaining, narrowed his eyes, and looked up at the surroundings just like Su Liang.

He also sensed something was wrong, but even Su Liang hadn't found anything, so how could he possibly discover anything? In the end, Gu Jiang had no choice but to reluctantly look away.

Around the arena, the disciples and elders left behind by the Yin Yang Sect were stunned. Their mysterious understanding of Su Liang dissipated, and they seemed to ignore the strange scene before them.

The martial arts arena, which had been destroyed over a thousand years ago in the Yin-Yang Sect, was slowly healing itself. Although everything before their eyes was extraordinary, no one found it strange; they just looked at Gu Jiang with helpless expressions.

The sect leader, who was praising Su Liang and criticizing Gu Jiang, suddenly changed the subject, saying, "Today is another challenge day. I wonder if anyone in the sect still dares to fight Gu Jiang."

The obese deputy sect leader stepped forward.

"I'm afraid not. Gu Jiang is hiding his true strength too well. Even I can't tell his true strength. He can often make all the disciples here run around in circles with just a single Yang Thunder incarnation."

The sect leader pondered for a moment and said:

"Should we invite all the geniuses in the world to challenge this kid Gu Jiang? Since no one in our sect is a match for Gu Jiang, let the other geniuses give it a try. I think Gu Jiang's true strength is probably among the top few on the list of geniuses of the past century."

"That's a wonderful line!" many elders echoed.

Just moments ago, they were praising Gu Jiang for his unparalleled skills and strength, saying he could rival the ancient monsters.

Now, however, he seemed to have forgotten everything that had just happened, pondering whether or not to open the arena and compete with the world's greatest talents.

Seeing everything, Gu Jiang felt a chill in her heart, and all sorts of unreal feelings began to invade her mind. Gu Jiang circulated her Yin and Yang spiritual energy, stepped on the Yin and Yang Bagua, and the character 'Qian', which symbolizes heaven and earth, lit up again.

Originally, he only wanted to resist this strange feeling, but after activating the character 'Qian', Gu Jiang's spiritual sense greatly increased. Following a familiar aura, he sensed a familiar spiritual energy fluctuation between the two mountains.

Gu Jiang's eyes widened in surprise as the invasion intensified. Memories of Su Liang's actions here began to fade, but Gu Jiang offered no resistance.

Because on that mountain, Gu Jiang sensed a strange sense of reincarnation, and within it, the familiar fluctuations of yin and yang spiritual energy—wasn't that his own?

The true cycle of reincarnation has quietly begun to turn.

Chapter 990 Past Events, The Beginning and End of the Great Emperor

In Su Liang's eyes, a blazing summer light emanated from Gu Jiang's body and entered his own, further perfecting the Samsara Mantra in his heart.

After being replenished by the cycle of summer, the Reincarnation Technique suddenly changed, and a strange, large wheel appeared in his mind as a phantom.

It slowly rotates, and on it, birdsong, flowers, the changing seasons, and all things in nature are depicted. Su Liang felt the power of reincarnation rotating on it, and he also understood the meaning symbolized by this great wheel.

It is no exaggeration to say that this great wheel symbolizes an imperial road.

It contains a traversed path of reincarnation, which can be completed as long as the great wheel is transformed from illusion to reality.

If nothing unexpected happens, the winner will likely become the next candidate for the Great Emperor of Reincarnation, and perhaps even the one ranked highest.

This great wheel is enough to drive the outside world crazy. Even the ancient emperors' children who have been sealed away for tens of thousands of years, and the monstrous talents of the ancient emperor's bloodline, would tremble in the face of the temptation of this great wheel of reincarnation and would not hesitate at all.

But Su Liang simply surveyed the large wheel with a calm gaze; there was no burning anticipation in his eyes, and one could even say he didn't covet it at all.

He was not a saint, but he was confident that he could forge a new path to imperial power. He was enough to suppress all ages, so why did he need to borrow someone else's path?

After three cycles of the four seasons, Su Liang had a general idea of ​​what the assessment would be like.

If my guess is correct, winter symbolizes a harsh childhood, autumn symbolizes a desolate adolescence, and summer symbolizes the unrestrained passion of youth as seen by the eye.

Su Liang was most certain of this, as the ancient emperor of the young man's reincarnation brought him a fierce battle after the first war, which he still savored to this day.

Then, the final spring should be the middle age of the ancient emperor of reincarnation, a period when he has already comprehended the mysteries of reincarnation.

Although there are many doubts, such as why Su Liang started the cycle of the four seasons from the last winter, he was full of anticipation for the upcoming trials and assessments.

Su Liang has already grasped part of the cycle of the four seasons. If one insists that this is truly the cycle of the four seasons, then it is not so. In Su Liang's eyes, the cycle of the four seasons is essentially still that mysterious cycle.

It's just that the Ancient Emperor of Reincarnation came up with a unique idea and used the cycle of the four seasons to symbolize it. In essence, the various manifestations of reincarnation were not weakened by this; on the contrary, the relationship with the four seasons actually added to their power.

As the darkness faded and light returned to his eyes, Su Liang was astonished to find himself back in the Yin Yang Sect, with the disciples he had met a few times passing by before his eyes.

They were all excited and talking enthusiastically, completely ignoring Su Liang in front of them. Su Liang soon realized that the others seemed not to see him. When he got closer, he heard the conversation of several disciples.

"Have you heard? It's said that Senior Brother is about to succeed in comprehending the cycle of reincarnation!"

"I've heard about it, but what's the use? I don't know which scripture our eldest brother got wrong, but now he's been meditating on some reincarnation stuff every day, causing chaos for the sect leader and the others!"

"Heh, if you could also defeat all the geniuses in the world and rank first on the list of geniuses of the past century, then you could also get the same attitude from the sect leader and the others."

"I admire Senior Brother for this, but Senior Brother's Yin-Yang Technique is so masterful that even the Heavenly Mystery Elder in the cultivation world is no match for his Yin-Yang Emperor, who has not appeared for ten thousand years. Why is he now abandoning the Yin-Yang Book to study that so-called Reincarnation?"

"I don't know either. I've only heard from others that the senior brother did not give up on Yin and Yang, and that the reincarnation he studied also included Yin and Yang."

"Sigh, what's the use of saying all this? We should be thinking about how to deal with that ancient genius from a thousand years ago. The moment he appears, he'll make our senior brother come and submit!"

"Heh, what are you afraid of? Do you think Senior Brother will lose?"

"This……"

The sound faded into the distance, and Su Liang, standing behind them, discerned a few points within it. He stroked his chin, a strange expression on his handsome face.

"So, the timeline I'm in now must be not too far into the future. Is this assessment just to see the story? To see the young age of the Reincarnation Ancient Emperor? Does the Reincarnation Ancient Emperor have some strange quirks?"

It's not that Su Liang was so eager to go up; he just couldn't understand it this time. The first three matches were all battles, but the last one was so casual. Can you believe it?

But not long after, the image of the Ancient Emperor of Reincarnation standing amidst a sea of ​​corpses and blood suddenly appeared in his mind. After a pause, Su Liang frowned and murmured:

"Is it trying to tell me something? Like what exactly happened in ancient times that caused the great emperors of modern times to almost disappear from the sight of the cultivation world?"

Suppressing his deepest doubts, Su Liang followed the disciples to the familiar arena. He was stunned to see the land, which he remembered as being ravaged by tectonic activity, now restored to its original state.

On the arena, the familiar Gu Jiang sat cross-legged, surrounded by a mysterious, cyclical energy of yin and yang. Su Liang observed this, and within his body...

The great wheel of reincarnation and its associated rhythm create a wondrous sense of beauty.

Su Liang savored the experience, trying to comprehend the mysteries of reincarnation. In this almost cheating way, Su Liang's understanding of reincarnation soared.

Gu Jiang on the stage seemed to sense something as well. She opened her eyes, her pupils swirling with yin and yang, and looked at the audience below with a puzzled expression, but ultimately she found nothing.

"Are you Gu Jiang, the scumbag who deceived my junior sister?" A loud shout came from the sky.

A figure wielding a sharp sword rushed over at top speed, with surging clouds and waves behind him. The white-robed man holding the sword exuded an imposing aura, like a sharp sword that could pierce through the heavens and the earth!

Upon seeing the white-robed man, the many Yin-Yang Sect disciples tensed up. They recognized him as the ancient prodigy who had broken free from his seal, a peerless swordsman from a reclusive sect.

But none of that matters. The real issue is that he's a scumbag!

What did they hear?!

Who would have thought that the seemingly dignified senior brother had actually been a scumbag?

Next, Su Liang witnessed a scene that was both amusing and familiar. Gu Jiang begged for an explanation, but the ancient swordsman opposite him acted as if he wouldn't listen, like a turtle chanting scriptures. Finally, he drew his sword and attacked, only to be brutally beaten by Gu Jiang. After the beating, the white-robed man who was the ancient swordsman enthusiastically wanted to recognize Gu Jiang as his brother, and even patted his chest, saying that he would definitely persuade his junior sister when he got back.

Su Liang's eyebrows twitched as he watched, wanting to complain: What kind of protagonist-centric plot is this?!

Chapter 991 The Arrival of the Dark Age

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

The Yin-Yang Sect now boasts a larger number of young faces, full of energy and excitement.

Over the past decade, Gu Jiang has made a name for himself in the world.

Just as Su Liang had thought, Gu Jiang's strength far surpassed that of this generation, enough to rival the geniuses of the ancient era, let alone him who had one foot in the cycle of reincarnation.

Over the past few decades, Gu Jiang has risen to prominence, defeating countless ancient oddities from reclusive sects. Due to his prestige, the Yin-Yang Sect has become the most dazzling and supreme sect of this era.

In Su Liang's eyes, the past ten years have just been a change of scenery. He has only seen a few key battles and a few key scenes of Gu Jiang.

Even now, Gu Jiang's strength has reached the level of a half-step supreme being, and his reincarnation supernatural powers have begun to show their ferocity. His Yin-Yang technique has reached its peak and become divine.

If Su Liang were to fight Gu Jiang now, he probably figured he could withstand dozens of moves. Of course, ten years had passed, and Gu Jiang's strength and realm had far surpassed his own.

If given ten years, Su Liang is confident that everything will repeat itself in the ten-year competition.

After watching several of Gu Jiang's key and exciting battles, Su Liang savored the experience and felt the shackles on his cultivation level loosen a bit. Just for this alone, Su Liang's trip was worthwhile.

Just as Su Liang was carefully experiencing the reincarnation supernatural power that Gu Jiang had used, the sky suddenly darkened.

Su Liang's divine body spontaneously activated, and in an instant, golden light shone brightly, transforming into a radiant sun in the sky.

That's not all. The sea of ​​spiritual energy within Su Liang's body is now surging wildly, flowing endlessly with overwhelming power, and the blood-red baleful energy from the ancient battlefield is boiling wildly within it.

If Su Liang hadn't suppressed it in time, it would probably have already burst out of Su Liang's body and turned the sky into a blood-red color.

Of course, there's no need to apply the crimson aura now. Su Liang raised his head and looked at the sky above, where the blood moon hung high. The tremor in his heart almost crushed his body. That indescribable sense of terror rose and swayed within him, making him feel nauseous and vomiting, which filled Su Liang's entire being.

"boom!"

A huge explosion rang out not far from Su Liang, followed by a series of explosions that seemed to tear the sky apart.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Su Liang glanced around and saw many disciples whose cultivation had reached the Life Palace Realm turning into blood mist, their self-destructing forms showing signs of liberation.

"boom!"

The towering Baiyun Mountain, which had stood for thousands of years, collapsed with a deafening roar. The Yin-Yang Sect's mountain gate split apart from it, and countless disciples self-destructed, their voices echoing across the mountain. The residual force of the explosions, caused by nearly half of the sect's disciples, shattered the mountain gate itself.

Among them, only those at the Profound Realm were still struggling to hold on, but they were pale and trembling, and just by looking at them, you could tell that they couldn't hold on any longer and had to retreat.

"Disciples and elders, listen to my command! Run! Run now! Spread this message!"

Above the Yin Yang Sect, the white-haired old sect master flew out like a torrent, his voice as loud as a great bell resounding through the collapsed mountain gate.

After speaking, he took out a brocade banner. The banner was wrapped with gold thread and had a matching silver border. The striking yin and yang symbols were cleverly transformed into black and white fish that swam slowly.

The sect leader stared solemnly at the blood moon in the sky and the gradually spreading black, ominous cracks. From these cracks, howls and roars echoed, and countless eyes, large and small, peered greedily at this world.

The sect leader took a deep breath and shouted, "Yin and Yang!"

An astonishing aura erupted from the aged, hunched-over sect leader, almost tearing the sky apart. The powerful spiritual energy, unique to the supreme beings, transformed into a vast sea of ​​stars, enveloping the blood moon and blocking the alluring, mysterious power flowing from it.