Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

It looked like this creature was no different from humans, except that it was much larger. It was lying on an imperial chair carved out of a stone mountain, its entire body bound by chains of order.

This divine chain of order was very mysterious. It made him sleepy all year round and he was rarely awake.

He was very broken, as if he had been torn apart by some irresistible force, and the horrific cracks spread from his head to his abdomen.

Half of the upper body was missing, including half of the head, left arm, etc. Only the lower half of the torso was intact.

The entire incomplete body exudes the terrifying pressure and aura of the Immortal Emperor.

This is the biggest secret of the Ultimate Ancient Land, a corpse of an Immortal Emperor who was corroded by dark matter and turned into the source of darkness.

Even though its state was not right, it was still terrifying. Massive amounts of dark matter overflowed from its body, sweeping and eroding this ancient and boundless land.

Originally, the light curtain covering this place was sacred, just like those divine chains of order, but now, the light curtain was pitch black and had long been eroded by the darkness.

Even someone as powerful as a quasi-immortal emperor would find it unbearable to get close to a corpse and would be assimilated by the darkness.

Back then, the Four Dark Emperors, including the Old Man Destroying the World, brought endless pure essence to the outside of the black light curtain to exchange for Immortal Emperor scriptures. Even so, they did not dare to refine too deeply for fear of being assimilated. After refining each part, they would stop and sleep for a while before continuing to refine.

At this moment, the Corpse Immortal Emperor woke up, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

But immediately, this single eye became extremely black, like ink, and at the same time, it burst out with a sharp and terrifying light.

"Immortal Emperor..."

A mouth with an aura of decay began to talk to itself, rumbling and shaking this ancient land.

He sensed the breath of his kind, coming from the other side of the distant sea. Someone was about to take that crucial step and become a true Immortal Emperor.

This was a scene that the Corpse Immortal Emperor did not want to see. He inherited part of his character during his lifetime. He was arrogant and extremely domineering. He wanted to control everything in the world in his own hands.

There is nothing wrong with becoming a quasi-immortal emperor. No matter how many creatures at this level there are, they cannot pose a threat to him. However, it is different with the Immortal Emperor. Any one that appears will pose a fatal threat to him.

The reason is simple. The Corpse Immortal Emperor is incomplete, and his current soul is a new will born after being eroded by dark matter. No matter it is the emperor's body or the Immortal Emperor's soul, he is missing a part, which are sealed in the future coffin and the rotten wooden box respectively.

Only when these two parts are brought back, can he be considered a complete Immortal Emperor and compete with creatures of the same level.

Otherwise, if an Immortal Emperor came to attack him, it would be difficult for him to resist in his current state.

At this moment, the Corpse Immortal Emperor's eyes were dim and filled with endless coldness. He had murderous intent and wanted to break the divine chain of order that trapped him, lift the black curtain of light, and personally go to the other side of the boundary sea to eliminate the great threat.

However, the timing was wrong, and the accumulated power was not enough to break the seal planted by his original body.

The Corpse Immortal Emperor had no choice but to temporarily put aside the idea of ​​killing the genius.

He decided to take one more breath, gather more strength, and try to break the seal the next time he woke up.

"Immortal Emperor, it is not so easy to succeed. The next time you wake up, it will be the day of your demise." The Corpse Immortal Emperor said to himself.

Afterwards, the Corpse Immortal Emperor began to breathe in and out, and a vast ocean of dark matter gushed out of his mouth and nose. The black mist was thick and transformed into endless symbols of the Great Dao, sweeping outside the light curtain.

Due to the obstruction of the light curtain and the interference of the Order Divine Chain, the Corpse Immortal Emperor's breathing was weakened a lot. Even so, it was still terrifying.

The entire Ultimate Land was shrouded in black fog, spreading all the way to the dark and surging Sea of ​​​​Boundary.

In a very short period of time, the dark storm on the boundary sea more than doubled in intensity, covering the sky and the sun, as if the end of the world had come to earth.

An unparalleled force emerged from the depths of the ultimate land and reached the dam boundary on the other side of the sea boundary.

"Boom!"

The huge waves were like a violent dark beast, crashing into the dams that the kings had rebuilt, causing loud noises and terrible cracks to appear in many places.

The expression of the Immortal King who was in charge of guarding this place changed drastically. Where had he ever seen such a scene?
Aren't all the dark quasi-immortal emperors executed? Why did the dark storm-filled sea suddenly riot? If it wasn't a man-made disaster, could it be a natural disaster?
"boom!"

The barrier of the dam world was broken, and the hurricane formed by the symbols of the Great Dao swept towards the vast heavens and all worlds.

In front of this supreme power, the Immortal King seemed extremely insignificant. He could only stand by and watch, a spectator, watching it all happen.

"Woo..."

A terrifying and strange howling sound was heard, as if an evil ghost from eternity ago was crying and wailing.

The magnificent force is mighty and powerful, rushing towards the heavens and all realms at a high speed.

In an instant, all living beings in the heavens and the world trembled and their souls were horrified.

This is an unstoppable force. At least, even the Immortal King cannot stop it.

"Stab!"

The boundaries of one big world after another were pierced by it, and the hurricanes transformed from the symbols of the Avenue tore through the boundaries and ravaged the big world.

"Crack!"

The heaven and earth were disintegrating and actually breaking apart. This scene was too horrifying. The big world was actually being ravaged by this hurricane and began to disintegrate, and was about to split into dozens or hundreds of pieces.

All living beings were shocked, and they felt that the environment had changed dramatically. The containers of heaven and earth were being destroyed. How could the essence of the world be retained? All were swept away by the inexplicable hurricane.

In the primitive ancient world, the void space, and a vast river of time, Wuzhong was awakened. He did not dare to delay, and immediately held the big clock on his head, stepped out, and came to the real world in one step.

His eyes were deep and full of wisdom as he witnessed the hurricane formed by the symbols of the Great Dao sweeping across all realms.

The speed is too fast and it is about to descend on the fairyland and the primitive ancient world.

"At the very least, it is at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level, but the scale is too vast, and the instigator is terrifyingly powerful."

He made a judgment. At this moment, a choice was placed before him. With endless power, he could protect a world from being swept by a hurricane.

Is it to protect the original ancient world of the mother world, or to protect the fairyland? Or something else?

In just a short moment, Wu Zhong made a decision. He wanted to guard the Immortal Realm, not for other reasons, but to prevent Wang Heng, who was at the critical moment of his attack on the Immortal Emperor, from being disturbed by the hurricane and failing. As for his mother world, the primitive ancient world, Wu Zhong had already thought about it.

Back then, he passed through the land that connects the past and the present and went to the primitive ancient world of the future. The environment and conditions of heaven and earth there were very different from those of now, one was underground and the other was in the sky.

Wu Zhong was originally wondering how the thirty-three heavens of the primitive ancient world became what they are today. Now, he understood a little bit. Perhaps it was because of this great hurricane.

"when!"

The Time Dao Clock emitted a mighty bell wave, which turned into ripples of time, blocking the fairyland and colliding head-on with the hurricane composed of the symbols of the Great Dao.

"boom!"

The sky collapsed and the earth split, the sun and the moon lost their light, and the power generated by the collision between the two tore through the vast chaos, and the entire fairyland was shaking.

Fortunately, in the end, the tragic disintegration of heaven and earth did not occur in the fairyland, and all the fairy king universes, including the Hengdi universe, survived the crisis intact.

All the creatures in the fairyland were still in shock and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After surviving the disaster, all the living beings shouted Wuzhong's name, expressing their gratitude to him for taking action in the face of the disaster and saving the fairyland.

However, other worlds were not so lucky.

The thirty-three heavens of the primitive ancient world were swept by a hurricane and suffered an extremely terrible disaster of disintegration. Huge and irreparable cracks appeared between the major heavenly realms, and then began to split into thirty-three worlds. Even with the World Tree sitting in charge and doing its best to stabilize the mountains and rivers, it was useless and could not stop this trend of division.

The vast foreign lands and endless burial grounds all had the same fate. The originally complete world turned into fragmented worlds in an instant.

It's not just this small community that's experiencing this terrible thing; the entire universe has been experiencing the same terrible thing.

The terrifying hurricane formed by the symbol of the Great Dao did not come for destruction, but only to take away a vast amount of pure essence from all the heavens and worlds.

Even someone as powerful as Wuzhong couldn't stop all this. He could only protect the fairyland to prevent Wang Heng, who was trying to become the Fairy Emperor, from being affected.

When the hurricane swept across the entire universe and returned to the sea of ​​​​realm with a huge amount of essence and energy, the entire universe of the universe became dim. A large amount of essence and energy was absorbed, the heaven and earth collapsed, and the avenue suffered horrible damage.

It is foreseeable that in the years to come, many worlds will be forced to enter the Age of the Dharma Ending Age, or even the Age of the Extinction of Spirits. There will be many such worlds, and this is not just a single exception.

"How could this be?"

All the cultivators in the heavens were filled with disbelief when they looked at this tragic scene. They had finally ushered in the glorious golden age, and all the heavens and worlds were prosperous. However, who would have thought that it only lasted for a few hundred thousand years before being ended by an unknown hurricane.

"Everything goes up and down..."

The giants who returned from the Bounded Sea sighed like this, and at the same time, they were thinking deeply, has the Black Plague really been completely suppressed? If so, why did such a horrible natural disaster happen?
Witnessing the hurricane returning to the sea boundary, Wu Zhong took back the Time Clock. His eyes were dim as he thought of what Wang Heng had said.

There are still many secrets about the other side of the sea and the ultimate place. Wang Heng said at the time that it was not convenient to talk about them. In the following one million years, he worked non-stop to become the Immortal Emperor.

Connecting everything together, Wuzhong seemed to have some understanding.

He left the fairyland and returned to the original ancient world. There were already many powerful fairy kings standing in the chaos, overlooking the scene of the thirty-three days splitting.

No one questioned why Wuzhong did not protect the mother realm but chose to protect the fairyland. Everyone knew that it must be related to Emperor Hengtian.

"Lord Wuzhong, what should we do next? With the World Tree still here, repairing the Thirty-three Heavens should not be difficult. However, a large amount of vital energy has been lost, and the Dharma Ending Age seems inevitable." An Immortal King spoke up and asked cautiously.

"Forget it, it's better to separate them. If we force them to merge and restore, the Dharma Ending Age will come immediately. By then, the competition will be extremely fierce. Let's keep the Thirty-three Heavens scattered for now. If there are races and sects that want to move to the Fairyland, it's best to prepare in advance." Wu Zhong replied.

The weight of the words spoken by a quasi-immortal emperor is naturally self-evident.

All the Immortal Kings nodded and returned to the heavenly realms where their own sects and families were located, and began to prepare for the relocation of the immortal realm.

The Dharma Ending Age is so horrible. The competition among cultivators will be extremely brutal. Even a strong family like the Immortal King will inevitably face a lack of successors and decline. Moving to a complete immortal realm is the best option.

Wu Zhong also asked about the foreign land and the burial ground. Without exception, they all chose to disperse and had no plans to merge for the time being.

Although many worlds in the heavens and myriad realms were ravaged and swept away, and disintegrated and shattered, the presence of powerful Immortal Kings prevented the fragments of the world from floating away. Each world was basically intact, but could only maintain the fragmented world mode.

The glorious and splendid golden age collapsed just like that, just as the saying goes, everything rises and then falls.

Wang Heng was unaware of all this. At this moment, the immortal fetus around him had already formed a large cocoon, inside which the Immortal Emperor's Law and the Immortal Emperor's Dao Fruit were being nurtured, and it was most taboo to be disturbed.

Wuzhong's move prevented Wang Heng's offensive journey from being interrupted, which was of great significance to Wang Heng.

He immersed himself in the particle world, improving the cultivation environment of the particle world while deducing the supreme divine law. In a short period of time, he would not be able to cross the shackles of the Immortal Emperor. Before that, he would not be born.

Above the sea of ​​boundaries, a dark storm was raging, bringing boundless terror. A terrifying hurricane formed by the symbols of the Great Dao, carrying the pure essence swept away from all the heavens and worlds, returned to the other side of the sea of ​​boundaries.

It crossed the gray dam, passed through a dead and dark land, and came to the deepest part of the Ultimate Ancient Land. It went straight through the black light curtain, turned into a waterfall of essence, and sank into the mouth and nose of the Corpse Immortal Emperor.

At this moment, the Corpse Immortal Emperor seemed to be reborn. He expelled a large amount of dark matter and gained a huge amount of pure essence. In this way, he accumulated a lot of power.

Before the Corpse Immortal Emperor could be happy for long, the Divine Chain of Order wrapped around his body emitted a faint light.

In just a moment, the Corpse Immortal Emperor felt drowsy. He was affected and was about to fall asleep again.

Knowing that he could not resolve the great threat at the moment, the corpse snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, and spurted out terrifying beams of light, as if penetrating the vast sea of ​​boundaries and looking into the fairyland in the distance.

"Having formed a karmic relationship with an Immortal Emperor, you are destined to die." He said coldly.

Afterwards, sleepiness swept over him, and the Corpse Immortal Emperor could no longer hold on. This time, he had prepared a backup plan in advance. As long as the conditions were met, he would wake up immediately, and then take action against the threat and strangle it in the cradle.

Soon, on the imperial chair, the giant's broken head leaned against the back of the chair, his one eye slowly closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The boundless ancient land fell into eternal silence again.

……

All the creatures in the heavens and the worlds who had participated in Wang Heng’s family banquet felt a little unbelievable when they looked at the tragic situation in the heavens, because Wang Heng had said that the black disaster had been completely resolved. Logically speaking, the heavens should be able to rest easy. However, now it seems that things are not that simple.

(End of this chapter)