Undying Heavenly Emperor

Zhang Huan observed the immortal dao symbols on the pagoda's body.

He didn't voice his thoughts, to avoid entanglement with karmic debts from the unseen.

The pagoda's deity had no intention of communicating and had not awakened from beginning to end.

Perhaps only when someone truly connected to it arrived would it cease its indifference and reveal some of the secrets of the epochs.

Zhang Huan knew the hidden truths within; its origin was astonishing, tracing back to the Chaotic Ancient Era and connected to that person.

If it couldn't be taken, he wouldn't force it. Studying the immortal dao Origin Source was also a good harvest.

With a Golden Finger, he wouldn't forcefully interact with an existence that could see through all his secrets in a single glance until he possessed sufficient power.

It was best to let things unfold naturally; being too deliberate would only reveal his hand.

Even if the other party might have no ill intentions, there was no guarantee other beings wouldn't covet it.

In later epochs, Quasi-Immortal Emperors were as common as dogs, and Immortal Emperors walked the streets.

Above the plateau and the heavens were beings at the Sacrifice Dao level. There were those interested in the Desolate one who stirred up storms across several eras. Too many eyes were watching him.

Perhaps enemies, perhaps other factions, while studying the Desolate one, caught a fleeting glimpse of him and their gaze fell upon this ant.

With a single thought, they could unravel the threads, trace back to the source, and capture him in the river of time before he had even grown.

Such power was outrageous, yet there were indeed beings capable of it. Great Emperors were like ants in comparison, with no power to resist.

Perhaps no one would discover him, and his imaginings wouldn't come to pass, but Zhang Huan didn't dare gamble with his life.

In this fantasy world, cultivators didn't care about human rights; weakness was the original sin.

Humans and Immortals were no different in this regard. Immortals were merely powerful humans, possessing desires just the same.

Zhang Huan sat beside the Desolate Pagoda, his eyes concentrating Emperor Power, doing his best to penetrate the pagoda's Origin Source.

It was different from other Immortal Artifacts; its immortal dao laws were more dense, the interwoven patterns containing profound Dao and reason.

The three Immortal Artifacts and the damaged Immortal Ascension Cauldron that Zhang Huan had studied had not evolved such deeper mysteries. What he saw gave him a different feeling.

Perhaps the rumors of it having killed Immortals were not baseless; it was more extraordinary than other Immortal Artifacts.

After a while, Zhang Huan closed his eyes, carefully replaying the Desolate Pagoda's dao laws in his mind.

At this moment, two Saint Spirits presented the Peach Immortal Tree, panting as they carried it over, along with several Immortal Gold Divine Materials.

They belonged to a Perfected Saint Spirit. The Divine Ruins not only harbored Supreme Beings but also several Perfected Saint Spirits.

The Green Emperor of later generations had killed two Perfected Saint Spirits of the Divine Ruins when he "snatched" the Desolate Pagoda.

After taking the immortal tree and other items, Zhang Huan roamed the depths of the Divine Ruins, and no one dared to interfere.

The Supreme Beings had tacitly cooperated. Even when Zhang Huan took over and collected various divine spring eyes and other essences of heaven and earth, they did not get angry, remaining in a death-like slumber.

Zhang Huan was pleased with this and forcefully directed the Saint Spirits to ransack the Divine Ruins clean.

He took anything useful to him without hesitation, even collecting damaged palaces, including the Southern Heavenly Gate, all of which fell into his possession.

The Divine Ruins instantly became barren, stripped bare, with no vegetation, like a desolate land.

The Saint Spirits wore mournful expressions but dared not show any resentment, having personally handed over their family's wealth.

The Divine Ruins became much emptier, and the environment plummeted, becoming worse than some Holy Lands, almost like ruins.

Later, Zhang Huan studied the Desolate Pagoda and meditated for three hundred years. Although it had an owner, he could still see some traces of immortal dao, benefiting greatly.

One day, Zhang Huan felt a stir in his heart and awoke from his enlightenment.

He had previously left a contingency, hiding a Nether Treasure on the battlefield, so he could be immediately aware of any movement.

After this period, the person hiding there finally couldn't bear it any longer and came out to sneakily investigate.

The fish had taken the bait; it was a great white shark that fed on Supreme Beings.

"I will visit the Desolate Pagoda again in the future. I hope the Divine Ruins will be sensible and not think of hiding in the void."

Before leaving, Zhang Huan warned the Supreme Beings again, telling them to behave.

Where could they escape to? It would only make Zhang Huan expend more effort. After being found, they couldn't avoid a fight.

Staying put, though somewhat humiliating, would at least allow them to live in peace.

Zhang Huan silently returned to the place where he had killed the two venerable beings.

His gaze swept over the area, and a Five-Colored Immortal Saber was stealthily patrolling the battlefield, not missing any detail, tracing the great battle that had occurred there.

It concealed its aura, acting low-key, not wanting to alert anyone.

Zhang Huan knew that the Undying old fellow had finally succumbed to temptation and wanted to make a move against him.

At this moment, the heavenly saber was probing his methods, assessing his strength.

If it could win, it might create a fake Path to Immortality to lure Zhang Huan into a trap in his later years.

The Undying Heavenly Emperor, one of the greatest manipulators in this world, had hidden to the extreme.

With its phoenix rebirth characteristic, coupled with bathing in the blood of ancient emperors, it had lived for millions of years since the Primeval Era.

He enjoyed ambushing Great Emperors in their later years, always hiding behind the scenes, surviving through his hidden ways, and achieving the Red Dust Immortal state.

With the strength Zhang Huan displayed, as long as he wasn't in slumber, he would likely have designs on it.

Zhang Huan concealed his form, watching the Heavenly Saber circle the battlefield.

It occasionally captured the lingering traces, using secret arts to deduce and attempt to reconstruct the entirety of the great battle.

It was merely a weapon, yet the Deity could act like a person, employing all sorts of secret arts and divine abilities.

It had walked far on the path of weapons; no other blade in the world could be found. Growing alongside the Undying Heavenly Emperor, it possessed unfathomable divine might.

Its essence was not much different from an Immortal Artifact, only lacking that final push.

If it were to fight, even Supreme Beings could not contend with it, unless they were to achieve their absolute peak.

Zhang Huan did not attack it. As the Heavenly Saber sliced through the void and traversed the distance, he followed behind.

The starfield turned into fleeting points of light. Both man and saber were the epitome of speed in the world, instantly crossing the vastness to arrive at a sealed barrier.

It did not seek out the Undying Heavenly Emperor, instead coming alone to the desolate border of the universe.

This place was sealed by formations, inaccessible to outsiders.

What met its eyes was a mountain of various Divine Materials.

Five Creation Spring Eyes surged, their divine radiance illuminating a portion of the universe.

Dense spiritual energy of heaven and earth continuously flowed into a stone egg possessing an astonishing life aura.

It was the Undying's Second Son. Currently, its life level alone surpassed most beings in the universe.

Once it absorbed the essence of the spring eyes and emerged in its perfect state, its potential would surely shock the world.

The Undying placed great hope in it, nurturing it with all its might, wishing to walk alongside the Undying, father and son returning home together.

Zhang Huan observed from a distance for a moment, then decisively made his move!

The Undying, that old schemer, hid too deeply; he couldn't find even a sliver of a clue. He didn't intend to search for it.

However, the Undying's Second Son and these five Creation Spring Eyes had left traces. Following the Heavenly Saber naturally led him to them.

Creation Spring Eyes were rare fortunes in the world; the entire universe could barely produce a few.

If he could use them to build his foundation, Zhang Huan felt that achieving Emperorhood in five hundred years would be as easy as drinking water.

He carved open a spatial rift, Zhang Huan ferociously struck out with a palm, Chaos Qi swirling around him, pressing down on the Heavenly Saber like a tidal wave.

He was confident he could handle the Undying Heavenly Saber alone.

"Who dares to defy the Emperor's might?"

The Heavenly Saber Deity roared, its killing intent surging in an instant, as if it were splitting the heavens and earth. The Five-Colored Immortal Gold, inseparable, shone with brilliant light.

Its first instinct was to protect the egg.

Zhang Huan stepped on the Movement Secret, one step freezing time. Almost simultaneously with the saber, he vied for the Immortal Egg.

He then engaged the Heavenly Saber with the Nether Treasure Immortal Sword. Under the pressure of two Immortal Artifacts, the Heavenly Saber, no matter how heaven-defying, was powerless to protect its young master.

"This Dao rhythm, it's you!"

The Heavenly Saber Deity trembled, not expecting that after investigating the opponent's foundation, it would be followed so closely.

The Emperor of this era was terrifyingly strong, not only slaying Supreme Beings like the Emperor but also failing to detect the traces of being followed.

It felt a sense of crisis after a long time, a sense of urgency rising in its heart.

The opponent had come prepared, attacking with lethal intent in an instant, showing no mercy. It could not fend off four fists with a single saber; it would eventually fall.

An Emperor plus two Immortal Artifacts—there was no worse situation.

"You dream of capturing me, ah."

The Deity roared, forcing out a drop of vital blood. This was a trump card left by the Emperor, capable of recreating the Emperor's strongest strike.

The Heavenly Saber would not use it unless absolutely necessary. Using it would not only leave it weakened for a long time but also implicate the Emperor.

Its life-essence blood burned, releasing terrifying energy. Overwhelming fluctuations erupted, sweeping across the Desolate Border.

The Undying's Dao was awakening. The Great Dao responded, its aura filling the sky. Infinite imprints emerged from the blood, temporarily resisting the assault of the two Immortal Artifacts.

In countless instants, the Heavenly Saber, carrying its second son, desperately cut through all obstacles.

The saber light was world-destroying, as if recreating the universe. Everywhere it passed, even the Dao was annihilated. The Heavenly Saber charged directly towards the distant chaotic stars.

Zhang Huan reacted swiftly, using the Heaven-Piercing Nether Treasure to suppress the vital blood with all his might, applying heavy seals to prevent it from continuing to burn.

The Nether Treasure even began to spark. The Deity gritted its teeth, using all its strength to isolate it within its body.

"Emperor's vital blood, what a treasure."

Zhang Huan's eyes lit up. Trading the Undying's Second Son for a drop of vital blood was too profitable for him; it was an unexpected joy.

If he could research the Undying's secrets with this drop of blood, then the Undying would no longer have any advantage and would be seen through.

And if he were to give it to the Primordial Ancient Mine, perhaps, in a short while, there would be the shocking scene of over a dozen Supreme Beings appearing simultaneously.

The Emperor's Dao had not yet subsided. Although it was only for a moment, the traces still manifested externally, and Supreme Beings could discern them at a glance.

By now, someone was likely already growing suspicious.

The Creation Spring Eye was not destroyed in time, and the Heavenly Saber fled in haste, abandoning it here along with the remaining Divine Materials.

"Will it go to Mars? Should I wait and see again?"

Zhang Huan stared at the starry sky, his mind calculating endlessly.

If he could bathe in the Undying's blood, he could even outlive Wushi!

Mars, in the distant past, was a sacred place for cultivation.

Later, the Undying plotted, causing a Primeval Era divine war to erupt here, killing countless people, shattering several Supreme Beings' artifacts, and scattering Imperial blood across the starry river.

After seizing the Imperial blood, he perhaps never left, remaining here to nirvana.

Until later, when Wushi's bell sought him out, and together with Ye Fan, they pulled him into a strange world.

"The Undying has lived for so long, what generation is this for him?"

Zhang Huan couldn't make up his mind, thinking it was at least his fourth or fifth life.

Mars was also his home ground. If his state in this life was good enough, it was debatable whether he could be taken down. After all, the Undying was a master of survival.

More importantly, if he tried to find its hiding place, it might alert him and cause him to transfer his main body, which would be even more of a loss.

It was better to let Wushi continue to play with him. When he became a Red Dust Immortal in later generations, Zhang Huan would harvest him then.

Returning to the small mountain beside the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, Zhang Huan refined the five Creation Spring Eyes. The immortal liquid was resplendent and lustrous, exuding a hazy aura of innate creation.

"Two have already been drained dry, useless. Only two and a half remain."

Zhang Huan sighed regretfully, feeling it was a pity. These should have all been his.

Over the long years, much essence had flowed away from the spring eyes, and now, at most, only half remained.

He didn't know when the Heavenly Emperor would find them and use them to refine the Immortal Phoenix's second son.

He refined the immortal liquid, draining the other four completely, leaving only the last, most intact spring eye.

Zhang Huan threw it into the Immortal Pond he had prepared, merging it with the Immortal Medicine and other Divine Materials.

Essence permeated the air; a single breath was enough to enlighten a mortal's Wheel Sea and unlock their potential.

Using the Creation Spring Eye as a vessel, incorporating various created substances, and supplementing with the essence and blood of an Imperial Dao figure, the great medicine refined would be the most precious immortal liquid in the world.

Zhang Huan sealed the Immortal Pond, not rushing to refine it. There was still one last main ingredient to be harvested.

The Saint Spirit's blood could be used to refine medicine, with the effect of cleansing the marrow and bones, a heaven-defying essence of the world.

The blood of a perfect creature was even more invaluable; a single drop could revive the dead and whiten the bones of the living, allowing them to shed their mortality and possess the potential of a Saint.

The Ancient Road Demonic Well, adjacent to Human Race's Tenth City, had the Dao marks of a Heavenly Venerate still suppressing its opening.

In the Mythological Era, a Heavenly Venerate, in his twilight years, had slain an unimaginably terrifying Saint Spirit, intending to refine its essence and blood for the benefit of future generations.

Unfortunately, due to his limited lifespan, he had no time to refine it, and could only seal it in seven Demonic Wells.

Like brewing wine, the Saint Spirit was to be slowly worn away over a long period, leaving only the finest immortal liquid.

However, he had not fully succeeded. Several Demonic Wells became burial grounds, nurturing Ghosts and Spirits, causing boundless slaughter in later generations.

Rather than letting it wreak havoc on all living beings, it was better to eliminate it now and transform it into a great medicine to help Zhang Huan lay his Immortal Foundation.

Imperial might surged like the sea, making even Great Saints tremble. Zhang Huan dispersed the surrounding cultivators and tore open the seal of the Demonic Well.

"Ancient history records that a primordial evil spirit was sealed here."

"The Great Emperor is traveling, is he here to suppress the disaster?"

The Sages unanimously cleared a wide area, watching the scene nervously.

The ancient well shook violently, spewing forth streams of black mist mixed with earth-shattering roars that chilled the bone.

Figure after figure of humanoid creatures crawled out, their armor tattered and nearly weathered away.

Ghosts and Spirits saw the light of day, their hair disheveled, their eyes scarlet, rushing out with greed and madness.

"Buzz."

A Dao resonance echoed through the heavens and earth. The Ghosts and Spirits scattered with the wind, like a tide, rising and falling, disappearing without a trace.

He raised a pure white lotus, which contained the flesh and blood of the former Saint Spirit, capable of transforming into immortal liquid.

"Still trying to resist?"

Zhang Huan snorted coldly. The flesh and blood within the lotus held a Stone Token, releasing world-destroying divine might, attempting a final resistance.

It still possessed intelligence, not yet extinguished, but was bound and unable to break free.

Zhang Huan flipped his hand, overturning the cosmos to suppress it. Even a perfect Saint Spirit was no more than a Supreme Being before him, unable to stir up any waves.