Four Emperors Shocked! A Man Walking Above Time!

Four Emperors Shocked! A Man Walking Above Time!

"It's fine, Your Excellency. I think I should be able to handle it. It won't affect the plan."

Bone Emperor hesitated for a while, but ultimately did not say it aloud.

After all, he himself was not certain whether his deduction back then had been correct. If he told Your Excellency something uncertain, he might distract him.

Besides, Your Excellency had already paved the way for them, helped them restore their physical bodies, and pointed out their direction. The four of them only needed to take a trip along the River of Time and deliver the Black Coffin into the past to complete their mission.

If every little matter had to trouble Your Excellency, then would the four of them not be worthless?

"Mm."

"As long as you can handle it."

"Remember what I said. You must complete it."

With that, the illusory figure vanished into the void, and the entire Black Central Realm returned to silence.

Among the Four Emperors, Bone Emperor had the highest cultivation and strength, being a fifth-stage Heavenly Immortal. Next was Dark Emperor, a fourth-stage Heavenly Immortal.

The remaining two Emperors, Cosmos Emperor and South Emperor, were both third-stage Heavenly Immortals.

"Emperor" was merely a title bestowed upon them by the outside world. They were still a hundred thousand miles away from becoming true "Emperors."

Once one reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm, one could set foot upon the River of Time.

However, they could not remain on the River of Time for long. Returning seven thousand years into the past was already their limit.

If they stayed too long and the laws of time fell into disorder, their bodies would be mercilessly eroded by Time Karma. In but an instant, they would be completely swallowed by the River of Time—even their reincarnation devoured clean, everything reduced to nothingness, utterly erased from the world.

"We need to hurry."

With that, the auras of the four erupted in full as they explored the River of Time that connected the Myriad Realms—the legendary river of rules.

A long while later, the four suddenly opened their eyes. After determining the spacetime coordinates, they dragged the Black Coffin along, tore open the void, and traveled toward that river of rules.

No one knew how much time passed. The ever-shifting void and chaos around them gradually became solid.

Their vision cleared. The four stood atop the Black Coffin as it floated on the River Surface.

"Shrink your bodies a little!"

"I'm about to get squeezed off!"

Bone Emperor, whose emotions had always been steady, cursed at the three hulking men behind him.

This Black Coffin was only so wide to begin with, and there was barely any room to stand. You lot were already huge—couldn't you shrink down a little?!

If they accidentally fell into the Time River Water, then even if the immortals descended, they would not be able to save the three of them.

Hearing this, the other three Emperors used divine abilities to shrink their bodies to roughly Bone Emperor's size—a standard one hundred and eighty centimeters.

Only after their bodies shrank did the swaying Black Coffin stop rocking and begin drifting steadily downstream.

Though they were Heavenly Immortals, they had only barely managed to set foot upon the River of Time. They could only traverse it through another "medium."

That medium was this Black Coffin. Its material was the legendary Time Wood, which could resist the erosion of Time Water for a short while.

"This is my second time setting foot upon the River of Time. It truly stirs one's feelings."

Dark Emperor stood atop the Black Coffin, gazing at the endless River of Time and sighing repeatedly. He recalled how, when he first stepped onto the River of Time, he had merely been testing it out. Fortunately, an elder had led him then, or he would have nearly died upon the River of Time.

"Bone Emperor must have come here many times already, right?"

Bone Emperor merely shook his head. "This is my fourth time."

South Emperor and Cosmos Emperor, meanwhile, appeared somewhat uneasy, though their unease also carried excitement.

This was their first time setting foot upon the legendary River of Time. It did not look particularly large, nor did it seem especially vast or majestic, yet this river governed the Time Rules of everything in the Myriad Realms.

It was said that every drop of water in this river of worlds might be a small world!

But that was merely legend. As for whether it was true, no one had verified it, nor did anyone possess the ability to do so.

"Actually, there's nothing particularly special about it."

"Come a few more times in the future, and you won't be like this anymore."

Bone Emperor spoke to South Emperor and Cosmos Emperor.

He had already successfully crossed the River of Time three times, and he was used to it now. As long as they took care not to fall into the river and not to remain too long, nothing else would happen.

And they were only Heavenly Immortals. There was no need to mention those mighty Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors.

In the eyes of those supreme Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors, the River of Time? Couldn't they simply go up whenever they pleased? At their level, they could already affect the Time Rules. Even if they could not kill you for the moment, they could just reverse the River of Time and kill you—how would you deal with that? The Myriad Realms had been ruined by those supreme Immortal Emperors who treated the River of Time as their backyard.

Now, wars between certain supreme immortal sects, supreme factions, and Supreme Experts were no longer child's play like you punching me, me kicking you, you killing my son, and me killing your disciple.

Instead, they directly started with the "River of Time." If I cannot defeat you now, can I not defeat you from a thousand years ago?

Your current power has developed enough to rival mine, so I'll just Reverse Flow through the River of Time, return to the day you founded your sect, and ruin the whole thing for you. I'll shake even the eggs by the roadside yellow and see how you still develop!

This was called snuffing it out directly at the source! Just like the Four Emperors now—when the Main Battlefield became too difficult, they considered starting with the River of Time.

"It's rather deserted."

After entering the River of Time, Bone Emperor sensed that something was off. It was too deserted.

He remembered that the last time he had entered the River of Time, it had been quite lively.

Sometimes, at the same moment, great Heavenly Immortals, Immortal Kings, or other supreme Immortal Emperors would all be traveling across this River Surface.

If they encountered someone they knew, they would wave and greet them. If they encountered an enemy, they had to quietly follow them. This was not something they could gamble on! For all they knew, the other party might be going to bully their younger self!

Would you dare not follow?

If you dared not follow, the other party would dare cut off little you's little thing, leaving you without descendants!

Vicious? Not vicious. Childish? Not childish.

Wars between true powerhouses were often this plain and unadorned!

However, none of them dared fight upon the River of Time. It was simply too dangerous. No matter how great the grudge, they would not act upon the River of Time.

They had sat atop the coffin and drifted downstream for nearly an hour, yet they had not encountered a single person!

This greatly surprised Bone Emperor.

Since when had the River of Time become so deserted?

Before they realized it, mist had risen over the River Surface.

At the sight of this mist, Bone Emperor's expression changed drastically. He growled at the other three Emperors, "Do not use even a trace of spiritual power! Do not sense, do not breathe—anyway, do not make any unnecessary movements!"

This was the Time Mist that made countless great figures quake at the mere mention of it.

Once lost within it, one would fall into an eternal cycle of time, never to emerge again.

The most effective method was to remain calm and not disturb the Time Mist, letting nature take its course. The more one resisted, the deeper one would sink.

As for the rest, it depended on fate. The River of Time was a river of rules; even ordinary mist was a kind of rule power. If one did not take it seriously, it was easy to lose one's life.

At that moment, they looked ahead and saw a vague human figure within the mist, standing upon the water and walking toward them step by step.