Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

At this time, the Fairyland's territory was shattered, and only half of its heyday remained. Mountains and rivers collapsed, the universe turned to dust, and countless rules of order were broken in the war and were no longer intact. This had a huge impact on the Fairyland and would affect the cultivation process of future cultivators, which was equivalent to severing the future and roots of the Fairyland.

Fortunately, the World Tree in the Fairyland is still there and has not been targeted by the Dark Fairy King. It still stands in the center of the Fairyland, with lush branches and leaves, huge and boundless, extending its branches towards those severely damaged areas, casting down the rules of the avenue like the vast ocean, stabilizing the mountains and rivers, and sorting out all the ways.

After searching the battlefield and finding nothing, Wang Heng went straight to the World Tree in the Fairyland.

Although the World Tree did not suffer the impact of the Dark Immortal King, it consumed a lot of energy and had been taking action to maintain the stability of the Immortal Realm and support the Immortal King-level war.

If it weren't for this world tree, the current fairyland might not even have one third of its territory left.

You know, there are thousands of Immortal Kings participating in this battle. Since the fall of the emperor, there has never been a war of Immortal Kings on this scale. For a mere immortal realm, it is a miracle that half of the territory can remain.

Wang Heng came to the root of the World Tree and touched the dragon-like roots of the World Tree with his hand. A brilliant golden light diffused from his palm. It was the World Tree rooted in his body that was exerting its strength to supply the origin of the world to the Fairyland World Tree.

"Crash!"

The branches and leaves of the endless world trees trembled, blooming with lush green and vitality.

The state of the Fairyland World Tree became increasingly powerful, gradually recovering to its peak state.

It was refreshed and was able to deal with the ruins of the fairyland's avenue with greater ease.

It and Wang Heng are complementary, one deals with the broken order and rules and sorts out all the ways, while the other cleans up the Immortal King's rules and resentment left behind by the fall of the Immortal King.

With the combined efforts of one man and one tree, the fairyland avoided the terrible end of the Dharma Ending Age. Although the territory had shrunk, the environment for practicing Taoism became more favorable.

When a whale falls, all things are born.

The benefits brought by the fall of a strong man are immeasurable. As soon as the war ended, the surviving cultivators sensed the rich essence in the ruined fairyland.

However, the vast majority of those who died in the battle were Dark Immortal Kings. They carried a large amount of dark matter on their bodies and were scattered throughout the ruined Immortal Realm.

Clearing away these dark substances is not an easy task and will take a lot of time.

Although Wang Heng is strong, it is impossible for him to do everything by himself. He is still injured from his attempt to reach the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm, and he needs to recover as soon as possible.

After finishing all the tasks, he left the World Tree and returned to the kings of the Fairyland to distribute tasks.

The fairyland is in ruins and needs to be rebuilt. If we want to rebuild it, we will inevitably need a lot of manpower and material resources.

Although the Immortal Kings of the Immortal Realm who stayed behind to carry out the mission were also injured, their condition was not that critical. The heavy responsibility of rebuilding the Immortal Realm fell on them.

After learning their respective missions, the Immortal Kings bowed respectfully to Wang Heng and then dispersed.

Wang Heng did not go into seclusion immediately, but walked towards a direction where many powerful men were sitting cross-legged with their eyes slightly closed. They were all creatures who were on the verge of death in the battle and were rescued.

Pan Wang was among them. His true form was an elixir of immortality. During the war, he was targeted by the Dark Immortal King and attacked by a group of people. In the end, his body was broken and his soul was almost wiped out. Fortunately, his colleagues in the Immortal Realm rescued him, and only a trace of his soul remained.

After the war, the remaining soul of King Pan directly took the Emperor's Ancient Pill that Wang Heng had given him earlier. The effect was immediate. The remaining soul was gradually growing stronger, and it was only a matter of time before it recovered to its peak.

In addition to King Pan, there are also the Ten Evil True Phoenixes and Kunpeng from the primitive ancient world, and the three burial kings from the burial domain. They also fought until only their souls were left, and were saved by an ancient emperor pill. Their situation is improving.

These are the seriously injured at the Immortal King level, and there are countless seriously injured at the True Immortal level. The Immortal Kings who are in relatively good condition have to personally take action to treat those True Immortals who are in critical conditions.

In addition to the seriously injured, there are many corpses in this area, the remains of the fairyland giant King Zhi, the horns of the Ten Evil Sky-Horned Ants, the palms of the Burial Domain King of Burial... and the broken bodies of many True Immortal cultivators.

These were collected when the battlefield was cleaned up, waiting for the tribe to which the corpses belonged to come and claim them.

When the armies of the three realms left, they took away a lot of things. They wanted to bring the fallen strong ones back home and bury them in the mother realm.

Many powerful people who came from far away to the fairyland to participate in the war had their fellow tribesmen killed, so many of their remains were left here, waiting for the arrival of their fellow tribesmen.

The lineage of the Sky-Horn Ant, except for the Sky-Horn Ant himself who was among the ten most evil, also saw the death of several of his descendants. This clan was very brave and was known to have the utmost strength, but they still died on the battlefield under the impact of the tide of dark creatures.

Wang Heng let out a long sigh, took the fragments of the Yuanmu Ding in his hand, chanted an ancient spell, and triggered the mysterious power of cause and effect.

"Buzz!"

In the distant sky, several streams of light flew over, all of which were fragments and fell into his hands. Then, the light of the quasi-immortal emperor bloomed, and the fragments of the Yuanmu Ding in Wang Heng's hands condensed together, emitting a blazing light.

The next moment, an extremely heavy tripod reappeared. This was the Sky-Horned Ant's life-saving weapon, which was restored by Wang Heng with ease.

Afterwards, he informed the person in charge of the place that if any member of the Sky-Horned Ant tribe came to claim the corpse, he would give them the fully restored Yuanmu Ding as well.

Next, Wang Heng took action one after another to repair many remaining soldiers. The owners of these remaining soldiers were the pillars of the tribe, and they died in the battle of the fairyland. It can be imagined how difficult the situation of the tribe would become after the fall of the pillar. Wang Heng's repair of these weapons can give these tribes more foundation.

Of course, in the name of the Emperor of Heaven, he will ensure that all creatures and their tribes who have made contributions to protecting the fairyland receive the treatment they deserve.

Suddenly, Wang Heng saw a familiar figure. He stood quietly in front of a pile of relics without shedding tears. How could such a giant among the Immortal Kings shed tears?
However, the sadness in his eyes burst out uncontrollably.

Wang Heng couldn't help but feel a tightness in his chest, because the owner of the relics was an acquaintance of his and had done him a favor.

Once upon a time, Wang Heng was divided into three bodies. His divine body wanted to enter the fairyland, but he had no way to do so and there were enemies in the fairyland.

When Wang Heng was in trouble, it was Black King who asked Wuzhong to take him with him. During the subsequent practice, Black King helped him a lot, which Wang Heng always kept in mind.

Before the war between the two worlds broke out, Wuzhong visited Wang Heng. After the Black King got drunk, he said some incomprehensible words, which made Wang Heng alert. He guessed that something might happen. At that time, he tried to dissuade the Black King from staying in Hengwang City and not taking part in the war.

Unfortunately, the Black King insisted on joining the war. Fortunately, the war between the two worlds ended and the Black King was safe. However, he still could not break free from the shackles of fate and died in the battle of the fairyland.

A few strands of shiny black fur, a pool of immortal blood emitting crystal light, sparkling, and a golden bell.

This was all that was left of the Black King. Not even its body was left. Only some blood and a few black hairs survived.

The creature standing in front of this pile of relics is Wuzhong, the Black King's most respected master. He has followed him everywhere and has never left.

But now, it is gone, separated by the Yin and Yang, its soul has been beaten into nothingness, not even a trace of it can be found, even its physical body has turned to ashes, it has completely fallen.

"Senior Wuzhong, the man has passed away. Please accept my condolences." Wang Heng didn't know what words to say to comfort him. He was very sad himself, but he knew that Wuzhong was even sadder than he was when Hei Wang got into trouble. His premonition back then had come true. Perhaps, this was destined.

Wu Zhong nodded slightly and replied, "Now, you are the leader of the four realms, the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, and you still call me a senior. If others hear it, it will damage the dignity of the Heavenly Emperor."

Wang Heng shook his head and said the same thing: "This has nothing to do with cultivation."

Seeing that he was determined to do so, Wu Zhong said nothing more and just sighed.

“Time is sometimes mysterious, full of fog and hard to understand.

Your initial perception was correct. Something happened to it after all. I witnessed with my own eyes the Dark Immortal killing Xiao Hei. Unfortunately, I was powerless to save it." Wu Zhong said sadly.

Wang Heng was also sighing. He could imagine the anger and helplessness of Immortal King Wuzhong at that time. Even if he wanted to save King Hei, he couldn't do it because he was being besieged by the Dark Immortal King and couldn't get away.

“If its remains are still there, we can bury it in the land of reincarnation, and maybe one day it will be able to return to this world.

It's a pity that there are only a few hairs and a pool of immortal blood. There is no point in burying them in the land of reincarnation." Wu Zhong whispered.

Wang Heng could tell that there was a hint of inquiry in Wuzhong's words. Now that he was a quasi-Immortal Emperor with abilities that the Immortal King could not imagine, Wuzhong wanted to know if there was any hope for the Black King to be saved.

Even if only a few hairs and a pool of blood were left, Wuzhong would not give up.

“What the senior said is true, there is no point in being buried in the land of reincarnation.

In a situation like the Black King, even a Quasi-Immortal Emperor can’t do anything about it.” Wang Heng answered truthfully.

Hearing this, Wuzhong sighed and nodded.

"However, there is still a chance for him to return to the human world." Wang Heng suddenly spoke, bringing the situation to a sudden turn.

Wu Zhong was not an ordinary person. After a moment's hesitation, he guessed what Wang Heng meant.

"You mean, the land of Tongtian?"

Wang Heng nodded.

“The reason why Wang Heng was able to rise so quickly and possess the power to compete with the Immortal King was because of the senior’s escort, who sent me to the Tongtian Land.

There is a living reincarnation there, and I have gained a period of ancient time, through which I can soar upward.

Now, the Black King is dead, but his blood is left behind. Perhaps there is hope that it can enter reincarnation. If so, as time goes by, we will see it reappear in the world one day."

"The living cycle."

Wuzhong was moved. Although he had heard Black King describe what happened in Tongtian Land, Black King, being a true immortal, naturally didn't know much. If there was reincarnation of the living in Tongtian Land, then Black King might really be saved.

“Once upon a time, Senior Wuzhong and the Six-Path Immortal King had a great enemy in the Immortal Realm and were not allowed to enter the Tongtian Land. But now, these obstacles no longer exist. I think that Senior and the Six-Path Immortal King can go together. This trip is not only to let the Black King reappear, but there may be opportunities for Senior and the Six-Path Immortal King there.” Wang Heng gave such a suggestion.

Wu Zhong had no reason to refuse when he heard this. He and the Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation had been studying the matter of reincarnation in the human world and had long wanted to go to the Tongtian Land. However, due to the powerful enemy blocking the way, this idea had never been realized.

Now, Wang Heng has risen and suppressed the four realms with the power of the Emperor of Heaven. No one can stop the two from going to the land of Tongtian.

"When are you going?"

Wu Zhong asked. He felt that it would be best if Wang Heng, the quasi-immortal emperor, was present on the trip to Tongtian Land. He had been there once before, and with him around, nothing would go wrong.

"It will be done later. Please tell the Six Paths Immortal King."

Wuzhong nodded, put away the Black King’s relics, turned around and left.

Wang Heng watched him go away with a slight expectation in his eyes. Wuzhong and Liudao, one cultivated the Avenue of Time and the other cultivated the Avenue of Reincarnation. If these two creatures could enter the Land of Tongtian, they would definitely gain a lot.

After passing through this area, Wang Heng's mind moved, and he stretched out his big hand towards the void. No one knew what kind of magical power he used to directly grab the second spiritual root of the heavens hidden in the chaos and nothingness. At the moment, it was extremely weak. In order to help Wang Heng become a quasi-immortal emperor, it paid a huge price.

Without saying a word, Wang Heng dripped a drop of quasi-immortal emperor's blood directly onto the second spiritual root in the universe. A blazing light burst out, as if to shine into the ancient history.

How precious is the blood of a quasi-immortal emperor? Especially for a quasi-immortal emperor like Wang Heng who possesses three systems, his blood is even more extraordinary.

The moment the second spiritual root in the universe received this drop of essence and blood, most of its vitality was immediately restored, and it was still recovering at an extremely fast speed.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."

The second spiritual root in the heavens said gratefully. In its opinion, after the three imprints returned to Wang Heng's body, the cause and effect between the two were eliminated.

This drop of quasi-immortal emperor's blood should be counted separately.

"It's nothing, just a drop of essence and blood. Compared with the help you fellow Taoist has given me, it's nothing." Wang Heng waved his hand and said.

Afterwards, the second spiritual root in the universe told Wang Heng that no matter what, this was a cause and effect, and it would definitely be repaid in the future, but now, it needed to complete the cause and effect with another living being.

Wang Heng knew that the creature mentioned by the Second Spiritual Root in the Heavens was the one who sold fake medicine, and his path was closely related to the Second Spiritual Root in the Heavens.

"That's just on the way, come with me."

The second most powerful spiritual root in the universe did not refuse and nodded.

Afterwards, the man and the medicine came to a fairy temple. There were many people here, and many living beings had gathered. They were all very important people to Wang Heng.

As strong as Wang Heng is, he can destroy hundreds of dark immortal kings with just a glance. His mighty power suppresses the four realms and overlooks the heavens. However, when he walked into this immortal palace, he couldn't help but have a headache.

First came his parents, Wang Gen and Wu Qing, then his master, the Lord of the White Forbidden Zone! Luo Mo, Wu Xing, then his two Taoist companions, Qing Yue and Hao Xuan, and finally his biological son, Gen Tian, ​​and his fellow apprentices, all gathered together, waiting for him.

(End of this chapter)