Shading the sky: starting from the ruthless emperor

"No matter how great the inheritance is, it will come to an end one day!"

"No matter how glorious the prosperous age is, it will eventually end!"

"Who in the world can survive?"

"No matter how magnificent you are, you will be nothing more than a speck of dust in the end."

This life has left indelible sadness to the world.

All the races that have suppressed for eternity have been reduced to nothing.

The once glorious ancient times, after experiencing the Middle Ages, also completely entered the end of the Dharma.

The imperial roads that have existed for eternity have been broken countless times.

The Supreme Being, who had lived for millions of years, suddenly lost dozens of people.

Known as the uncrowned emperor, all the forbidden areas ruled by the human world were silent.

Even the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, which had suppressed Beidou for tens of thousands of years, was now completely in ruins.

The white bones glistened in the blood-stained loess, and even the wind passing by was tainted with the inseparable smell of blood.

All this is because of one person.

Emperor Swallowing Heaven!

The ruthless emperor!

Some people also call her the Demon Emperor!

There are even rumors that he became a Taoist by killing, and that he is a born killer and a supreme demon emperor.

But no matter how it was spread, the ruthless emperor's invincible reputation shook the world, and he had no rivals in the nine heavens and ten earths, in all the heavens and all the realms.

In front of her, hundreds of millions of living beings lowered their eyebrows, and no one in the world dared to respect her.

"Is this the former Yuhua Dynasty?"

"The bloody earth?"

Beyond the ruins of the Yuhua Shenchao, countless creatures looked in the distance, but they did not dare to approach easily.

The palm that covered the sky a hundred years ago left too much terror here.

Even if hundreds of years have passed, that terrifying murderous aura can still kill people's souls and consume their bodies.

So far, no one dares to set foot there. Even though there are countless treasures buried in the ruins of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty and it has made countless people jealous, no one dares to enter.

That palm strike also left an indelible shock on countless lives.

Endlessly far apart, a palm fell, and hundreds of millions of miles around became ruins, and the earth was dyed red with blood.

This is the power of the emperor!
In the end, there was only an illusory palm, which snatched away an immortal picture and a incomplete five-color altar.

The entire Yuhua Divine Dynasty has since become dust.

But no one knows why!
Some people speculated that Yuhua Shenchao took something he shouldn't have, such as the immortal picture.

Some people also speculated that the Yuhua Dynasty had offended the ruthless emperor, and because of his murderous nature, he was naturally killed with one palm.

Some people even said that Yu Hua had done too many evil things over the years, and even if the emperor didn't take action, he would still be punished by God.

But no matter what, no one dared to mention the name of the ruthless emperor.

Even the beings in the restricted area would always refer to her as 'that' when talking about her.

It seemed that every creature in the world was afraid of her.

Devil Emperor!

Cruel person!

Each name represents the terror of that person.

But the world also calmed down.

This also applies to all the heavens and myriad realms.

Everyone seems to be afraid of that existence, and when they are unhappy, they will slap a palm and destroy a star, a sacred land, and a territory.

Nanling!

On a sacred mountain isolated from the world.

Two wooden houses stand tall, surrounded by ancient trees, lush flowers and plants, flowing water and waterfalls, and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

"Is it okay?"

There was no breath in Li Qingyue's body, as if she were a girl who had never practiced cultivation.

Sitting on the stone bench in the middle of the two wooden houses, you feel as relaxed as a fairy with soft water.

The murderous aura, demonic intent, and coldness seemed to have completely dissipated from her body.

The long hair was tied casually, hanging behind the head, playing around the jade-like neck.

A perfect face, although there is no smile, there is a touch of gentleness.

Her figure is voluptuous, restrained by a white dress, with curves and curves, perfect.

The gentle breeze from the mountain stream blew by, lifting her dress, revealing her jade-like legs, which were straight and smooth, like jade moistened by water.

Especially the bright red petals, emerging from the dust like a fairy in the flower.

"Good morning!"

"I'm just asking now, why did you go so early?"

Ling Muxi spoke, with a hint of complaint in her tone.

She vaguely remembered what her sister looked like a hundred years ago.

It's extremely cold, no strangers are allowed in.

With a terrifying will.

Even if a butterfly comes close, it will be shattered into powder.

It felt like a piece of ice that had been frozen for hundreds of millions of years. It was greener than blue, better than blue, and even scarier than real ice.

She even doubted that if she hadn't been with him for these hundreds of years.

My sister is likely to become a cold, emotionless iceman without any emotions.

Even now, although my sister looks gentle, the chill in her bones still makes people dare not approach her.

Became the Great Emperor.

Invincible in the world, overwhelming all living beings.

But there is always sadness flowing in those bright eyes.

It's like the soul in my sister's body exudes a kind of sadness and loneliness.

Think about it too.

From the beginning of practice to now, in just three hundred years, everything around me has disappeared.

Yang Wuzheng, Yan Wushuang, Holy Son Tianquan, Holy Son Yaoguang, Saint Yaoguang...

I didn’t have many friends to begin with, and now I have no one left.

It seemed as if there was nothing in this world that concerned her anymore.

She seemed to have lost contact with this world and was out of place.

Like a ray of lonely soul, floating in the world of mortals.

"Being busy these days!"

Li Qingyue explained in a gentle tone without saying much.

She is not good at words, let alone expressing her feelings, and it is impossible to explain many things in detail.

"Are you done then?"

Ling Muxi asked, with a hint of expectation in her expression.

Although she lives in seclusion in Nanling, if she cannot see her, she always feels that her sister is not there at all.

Especially in the past hundred years, my sister made a black gold cauldron with dragon patterns and gave it to Yaoguang, leaving a legacy.

He even traveled far into the starry sky and built a star tomb for the Holy Son of Heaven.

He sent an immortal elixir fruit to that Yuan Qingfeng.

The broken imperial weapons in Tianxuan Holy Land were also repaired one by one by my sister.

Even Yang Wuzheng's sword was sacrificed by his sister to give birth to spirituality, and then the door of reincarnation was opened again, absorbing the spirituality of the sword and sending it into reincarnation.

He even planted the elixir of flat peach in Feixian Pond, as if to make up for Yan Wushuang's lifetime again.

Even the former village has left some legacy.

It's like dealing with all the things behind your life and making some proper arrangements so that you don't have to worry about anything anymore.

This gave her an unspeakable feeling in her heart.

"No."

Li Qingyue responded simply, but a pair of eyes glanced at Ling Muxi, looking towards the sky in the distance.

There are no clouds in the sky, the sky is blue, empty and lonely.

And there was no way she could stop.

She is not strong enough!
Otherwise, how could she not be able to save her brother?

How could he not protect his old friends who were good to him?

Instead, the people around her died one after another, and in the end she was the only one left.

If it weren't for Ling Muxi by her side, she might not even have anyone to talk to in this world.

"what are you up to?"

Ling Muxi was nervous for a while, and even her tone was trembling.

She didn't understand that her sister now stood at the top of the world, commanding all realms and unrivaled. For a woman to reach this point is almost a myth that cannot be replicated.

At this point, no one in the world can threaten her.

"I might have to retreat!"

Li Qingyue responded, her tone still gentle.

But Ling Muxi heard an unspeakable stubbornness and perseverance.

Like a person who will never give up until he achieves his goal.

"Retreat?"

Ling Muxi was speechless, and after a moment of silence, she heard: "How long?"

The emperor's lifespan is at least ten thousand years.

Even a quasi-emperor with a strong foundation can live for thousands of years.

She is now the quasi-emperor, and her sister is the current emperor.

Plus a flat peach elixir.

The years after them may be long.

"not sure!"

Li Qingyue sighed.

The sixth level of immortality gave her her first glimpse of the world of mortals and the path beyond the pinnacle of humanity.

But it hasn't been a smooth road.

It requires constant accumulation and continuous tempering to finally step into the wonderland of the mortal world.

Without hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation, who would dare to say that it would be successful.

Even Emperor Huang Tian and Emperor Ye Tian of later generations were unparalleled in the world, and they all spent hundreds of thousands of years.

Polish the body and transform it to the extreme.

Temper the soul and sublimate it to the extreme.

Only the ultimate physical body carries the ultimate soul and condenses the supreme avenue.

Only then is it possible to take that step, become an immortal in this mortal world, and become immortal in this mortal world.

The Immortal Heavenly Art she has practiced is even more different from those of her predecessors, and completely inconsistent with the way of this world.

It is even more difficult to take that step.

At least, throughout the ages, almost no one has practiced this way.

It seems that only in the chaotic ancient times, those who have fallen for billions of years, with only a trace of obsession left to survive in the world, have some similarities.

"Reincarnation!"

"Using the body as heaven and earth and as reincarnation, let the obsession continue to transcend step by step!"

"Perhaps this is the only way to take the Heavenly Skill further!"

"If you want to wait until your brother comes back, you can't truly live forever... How can you wait!"

Li Qingyue murmured in her heart that it would take endless time for her to return her brother's life.

Great emperors can remain at their peak for ten thousand years, and some great emperors may be able to live for fifteen thousand years using secret methods.

But that's not the peak anymore. Qi and blood are declining, the Immortal Platform is crumbling, the soul is gradually decaying, and even one's own avenue will weaken after its peak.

She possesses the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique, which allows her to remain at her peak at all times, even maintaining her current appearance.

But if the obsession cannot be continuously polished, even if the physical body is still there, the obsession may still decay.

Perhaps, with the source of Xuanhuang's maternal energy, her obsession will not decay.

It can even exist in the world forever, but it is in danger of being merged into heaven and earth.

After all, the black and yellow mother energy of heaven and earth is the mother energy that creates all living beings in heaven and earth.

Once her path continues to be perfected, it seems that she will become more and more indifferent and cold, looking down on all living beings like the path of heaven.

Only in this way can the physical body be reincarnated like heaven and earth, and obsessions be transcended again and again, so that we can continue to move forward and maintain our own will.

Moreover, she also wanted to take a look, how about this way?

If it is really successful, it proves that there must be reincarnation between heaven and earth.

She even wanted to prove that whether it was similar flowers or similar people, they were actually closely related to this reincarnation.

Reincarnation is nothingness, and the world cannot see through it.

But she condensed the Gate of Reincarnation, albeit with the help of Emperor Huangtian's power.

But she still firmly believes that there is reincarnation in the world.

"Do you want to retreat now?"

Ling Muxi sighed, her sister seemed like the great emperor of the world, invincible in heaven and earth.

But everything he experienced was too difficult.

Until now, he still hasn't let up.

"No, I'll stay with you for a while, then I'll go into seclusion!"

"after all……"

Li Qingyue said this and gradually became silent.

Using the body as heaven and earth, as reincarnation, let obsession swallow up heaven and earth, swallow up the power of reincarnation, and finally break everything.

Cut off all cause and effect and retain the purest and most original obsession.

Although she has seen the road ahead, she cannot say that she will definitely succeed.

If she fails, although she will not die, it will be almost impossible to wake up, gather her body again, and reappear in the world without tens of thousands of years.

It is even possible that the physical body and spirit will all decay, so that the obsession will be unfettered and the world will truly merge with the world.

Ruohua Tao.

This is also the reason why she has never abandoned her physical body and is obsessed with truly taking root in the world.

Take attachment as the seed and take root in heaven and earth.

Without the shackles of the physical soul, we will eventually get closer and closer to the Tao. The final outcome is probably that we will not be able to escape the unity of heaven and earth, and will no longer have a self.

Therefore, she must also start to temper her obsession and temper her self-will.

When the obsession can transcend the physical body and soul step by step without being assimilated by heaven and earth, it will be considered an initial success.

When obsession can take root in the real universe, it will not be assimilated by the power of the universe, and may even break everything in the universe, and it can transcend.

At that time, her strength may truly be at its peak.

Even if it didn't take long, she might be able to truly resurrect her brother with this.

Resurrect Yang Wuzheng, Holy Son Tianquan, Holy Maiden Tianxuan, and others.

"Well, if you have nothing to do, why not go find some fireworks!"

Ling Muxi spoke in a relaxed and comfortable tone.

In the past, she always thought that she could not compare with those who passed away.

But now she finally understands that her sister is too inexpressive.

If you don't remain cold and lonely, you don't know what expression to use when facing others.

I don’t even know what emotions to face myself with.

And she understood even more.

If she died at the hands of others, her sister might just like avenging Yang Wuzheng and Yan Wushuang, bloodbathing the world, nine heavens and ten earths, all heavens and all realms.

"it is good!"

Li Qingyue nodded and responded simply and decisively.

Under the morning sun, two figures walked side by side, walking down the mountain.

The shadows grew longer and longer, finally gathering together and reflected among the ancient trees and flowers.

Time passes and doesn't stop for anyone.

In the blink of an eye, more than a thousand years have passed.

Li Qingyue is also 1,400 years old. Compared to the tens of thousands of years that the emperor can live, he is just a leader.

Moreover, the breath became more and more ethereal.

It seems that you can break open the gate of the fairyland at any time and fly away.

Cultivating obsessions, not cultivating the physical body and soul, without the tyrannical Qi and blood, is like a mortal.

But no one dared to make any changes to those supreme thoughts that focused on the world.

Even some supreme beings, ancient emperors, and Immortal Platforms are about to completely collapse, and their souls are starting to decay bit by bit, and they all suppress themselves.

Don't dare to be born easily.

We don't even dare to launch dark turmoil easily.

"Wait until she's no longer at her peak!"

"What will happen to her when all her soul in Xiantai decays?"

"If she is not like us, she will die!"

"It only takes tens of thousands of years. When she dies, we will be born and pick up all the great medicine in the world!"

ps: Transition chapter, no more fighting!

Fighting every day affects the temperament of the goddess! As a beauty, An Qingjing is the cutest! (End of chapter)