The price, of course, was becoming a Red Dust Immortal!
By merging with the Immortal Emperor, one would not even need to cultivate personally. One could become immortal just by lying down.
The Immortal Emperor specialized in ambushing Ancient Emperor Great Emperors in their later years, bathing in Emperor Blood to undergo Nirvana. How was that not merging with the Immortal Emperor?
What a sin, Qin Sheng sighed inwardly.
"There were quite a few people the Immortal Emperor sought out to ambush, but those who willingly delivered themselves into his beak—"
Hengyu the Great had fished for the Immortal Emperor while still in his prime. Taihuang, however, was already in his twilight years.
Before Taihuang opened the coffin and tossed out the corpse, he clearly had never considered the possibility that the Immortal Emperor was still alive.
That was perfectly normal. If someone from several million years ago was said to be still alive, no one would believe it.
I am a Great Emperor, yet I cannot become immortal. He is a Heavenly Emperor, and he can live forever? Could I possibly be weaker than him?
Impossible. Absolutely impossible!
"Those who walked the Red Dust Immortal Path were each craftier than the last, each better at hiding than the last. The final destination of the reckless brutes in Shrouding the Heavens was always becoming old schemers—"
Thinking of this, Qin Sheng glanced at the Swallowing Heaven Devil Canopy within his body.
Mm, Big Sister was not an old schemer. She was merely a homebody.
Still, it was understandable for those attempting to become immortals amid the red dust to conceal their whereabouts.
Duan De's transformation method was special. He lost his memories every lifetime and started over from scratch. His strength, as well as the Netherworld's circumstances, did not allow