Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

He just stood there, and the order of the road collapsed, the long river of time evaporated, and all things fell into destruction. The next moment, the scene of destruction disappeared, and turned into the birth of all things. A brand new ancient history emerged and lingered around Wang Heng.

With one thought, he can destroy all living things, or bring about a burst of life. Life and death all depend on Wang Heng's thought.

Wu Zhong even had a feeling that as long as Wang Heng wanted, he could make him disappear in an instant and leave no place for a burial.

Although there is only one word difference between Quasi-Immortal Emperor and Immortal Emperor, the difference in strength is huge. Especially with Wang Heng's strong foray into the Immortal Emperor realm with his Three Dao Fruit body, he became the strongest among them as soon as he entered the Immortal Emperor realm. Of course, he still has a lot of room for improvement.

"Congratulations, senior, you have accomplished your goal!"

In the chaotic flames, the Emperor of Footprints spoke with obsession, directly addressing him as senior.

Wang Heng was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he smiled and said, "Why do you have to do this?"

“Those who practice Taoism should first achieve it.”

After hearing what Footprint Emperor said, Wang Heng had nothing more to say.

"Congratulations, senior, for achieving the status of Immortal Emperor!" After Wu Zhong recovered from his great shock, he followed closely and congratulated Wang Heng.

"Senior Wuzhong has been very kind to me. I cannot bear the title of senior." Wang Heng shook his head.

Although he is already able to crush Wuzhong in terms of strength, Wang Heng will never forget the kindness he showed him in the past and always regards him as an elder.

"I paid it back a long time ago. Otherwise, how could I have achieved what I have today, right?" Wu Zhong said with a sigh.

Seeing that Wuzhong was determined not to talk about the past kindness, Wang Heng had no choice but to address him as a fellow Taoist.

Wu Zhong accepted this with great satisfaction.

"How can an Immortal Emperor who is unrivaled in the world have predecessors?" he muttered to himself.

Afterwards, Wu Zhong told Wang Heng everything that had happened in the outside world over the past 1.5 million years.

The latter's expression remained unchanged, his eyes calm and peaceful like water.

"I see."

Wang Heng nodded, and then said: "Back then, due to the power of cause and effect, I couldn't tell the truth about the end of the Ultimate Ancient Land. Now, there are not so many taboos.

The Four Dark Emperors are not the real source of darkness. There is another creature stronger than them. It was that creature who caused the heavens and all worlds to be shattered and the essence to be lost.

An Immortal Emperor, even if he is not in the right state, is still terrifying. With just one breath, the heavens and myriad worlds suffered immeasurable damage."

Hearing Wang Heng say in person that there was an Immortal Emperor behind the Symbol Hurricane, Wu Zhong couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. You know, back then he was thinking of braving the dark storm, crossing the sea alone, and heading to the other side to find out what was going on.

Fortunately, I didn't act impulsively and suppressed the thought.

"A dark immortal emperor!"

The Footprint Emperor's obsession was also shocked. It turned out that in the era of the Emperor's Fall, he fell in front of the Three Dark Emperors without seeing the real source of darkness.

The muddy water at the source of darkness is really deep.

Wang Heng sighed in his heart. In fact, the real source of darkness could not be summarized by an Immortal Emperor. It was countless times more terrifying than that.

But now, it is too early and unnecessary to discuss the strange tribe with two quasi-immortal emperors.

"I will handle the matter of the Dark Immortal Emperor myself, so you don't need to worry." Wang Heng said.

At the end of Wuzhong, he knew his own strength, which was about the same as the peak Emperor Cang, Emperor Hong and others. He was not good enough in front of the Immortal Emperor.

Afterwards, Wang Heng told the Footprint Emperor that he would try to reverse his fate in the near future.

The symbol in the Chaos Fire was trembling with excitement, but he remained calm and asked Wang Heng what the price for doing this would be.

The latter knew the concerns of the Footprint Emperor, and just chuckled and said: "I am the Immortal Emperor, but I am just trying to take back the true life that Daoyou has lost. For me, it is nothing."

Hearing him say this, Footprint Emperor felt relieved.

Soon, Wuzhong said goodbye, and the Footprint Emperor returned to the secret room, quietly waiting for Wang Heng's arrival.

……

In a world of the Dharma Ending Age, a beautiful blonde woman with wings on her back was sitting cross-legged in a bitterly cold place, with her eyes slightly closed, motionless, experiencing the cruelty of the Dharma Ending Age.

She is Wang Heng’s only disciple, a member of the butcher’s clan, Qingxian.

At this time, it has been more than one million years since Qingxian became Wang Heng's disciple. The golden world tree that was sealed with her has evolved along with Wang Heng and reached a height that she can only look up to. However, Qingxian still has not been able to become an Immortal King, and her cultivation has stagnated at the quasi-Immortal King level. No matter how hard she tries or how she struggles, she can never make any progress.

For this reason, Qingxian came to the world of the end of the law, looking for opportunities and chances to break through.

Unfortunately, after sitting there for many years, she still couldn't find an opportunity to make further progress.

This is not to say that Qingxian's talent is not good enough. Her grandfather is the Emperor of Heaven, standing at the top of the realm of Immortal Kings. As the direct descendant of the Emperor of Heaven, Qingxian's qualifications are undoubtedly among the best.

All we can say is that the opportunity has not yet arrived. More than one million years is not too long. Many immortal kings have spent much longer time to achieve enlightenment.

Qingxian originally thought that he would continue to sit there until the end of time, until the water dried up and the rocks crumbled.

Unexpectedly, a familiar voice suddenly came to my ears.

Qingxian hadn't heard her master's voice for more than a million years. It was so sudden that she shuddered.

"Master? Are you out of retreat?"

Qingxian said to himself.

"Well, put down what you are doing and come back to the palace as soon as possible. Your master has something important to tell you." Wang Heng said.

Qingxian was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded, stood up from her cross-legged position, vibrated the wings behind her, and left the place at an incredible speed, tearing through the boundary wall, and moving away from this Dharma-Ending World where she had been sitting cross-legged for endless years.

At the same time, in a vast world that was no less large than the fairyland, Wang Gen, who was looking for immortals and visiting friends and drinking and discussing Taoism with a giant, suddenly changed his expression, revealing surprise and joy.

"Fellow Daoist, what's wrong? What happened?" A giant on the opposite side of the jade table couldn't help but look surprised when he saw Wang Gen's expression change drastically.

Afterwards, Wang Gen smiled, drank the immortal wine in his hand, bowed to the giant, and said, "Daoyou, there is an emergency at home, so I need to go back. I have no choice but to interrupt your fun. I hope you can forgive me."

Upon hearing this, the giant waved his hands repeatedly, first drank up the wine in the cup, and then personally escorted Wang Gen out of the cave.

"My friend, you are too polite. Since it is a family matter, we cannot delay it. Let's have a drink and talk about Taoism. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future." The giant responded.

Then he watched Wang Gen leave.

"Family matters? Could it be related to Emperor Hengtian?" Thinking of the smile that just appeared on Wang Gen's face, the giant had some guesses.

In the chaos, in a floating separate celestial region, on an ancient and mysterious land, there lies a pure land of the Immortal King. Here, there are groups of immortal waterfalls, surrounded by immortal mountains, and curling clouds and mist. It is a rare treasure land.

In the hazy fairy mist, two huge statues stood, with wolf heads and nine tails, each tail was a ferocious dragon head. The tribe living in this pure land of the fairy king was the descendants of the old man who destroyed the world, the Jiuyou Beast Clan.

Back then, after the Four Dark Emperors including the Old Man Destroying the World were suppressed by Wang Heng, the Nine Nether Beast Clan was released and returned to the heavenly realm where they originally lived. For 1.5 million years, this clan has lived here in peace.

The only people who knew that the ancestor of this clan was one of the dark quasi-immortal emperors, besides Jiuyou, one of the Ten Evil Immortal Kings, were Wang Heng and Wuzhong. Therefore, over the years, no one had caused trouble for the Jiuyou Beast Clan, let alone mentioned any settlement. The Jiuyou Beast Clan lived a very peaceful life, no different from other clans.

On the contrary, the name of the Ten Evils was famous throughout the world. The geniuses who emerged from the Nine Nether Beast Clan were feared by all the worlds, making the name of the Ten Evils even more famous.

On this day, the current ancestor of the Jiuyou Beast Clan, the Immortal King Jiuyou, who is ranked among the Ten Evils, was practicing in seclusion, hoping to reach a higher level.

Suddenly, a voice that was calm but carried a hint of vicissitudes came into its ears.

"Jiuyou, come to the Imperial Palace."

Jiuyou shuddered. Even though he was one of the Ten Evil Immortal Kings, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

The reason is simple. The ultimate ancestor of their clan, the one known as Jiuyou Tiandi, is a source of darkness. Over the years, Jiuyou has been brooding over this matter and is afraid of being liquidated.

Now, the Emperor of Heaven spoke, which naturally touched its nerves.

After standing there for a long time, Jiuyou let out a long sigh. It was a blessing in disguise, but it was a disaster that could not be avoided. With a nervous mood, it left this pure land of the Immortal King and flew towards the fairyland.

Deep in the chaos, in another world of the Dharma Ending Age, like Qingxian, Guangtian walks in the world of the Dharma Ending Age, experiencing this extremely cruel environment. He also wants to become an immortal in the mortal world and walk his own path.

Unfortunately, not everyone can walk this path. Although Guangtian is the son of the Emperor of Heaven, he has suffered repeated setbacks. But he is still unwilling to give up and keeps trying.

Just when Gentian was obsessed with developing his own system and wanted to try to walk out of the mortal world and become an immortal, something strange happened. His blood suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the divine energy particles in the deepest part of his body seemed to be injected with a powerful medicine, and it transformed and sublimated on the spot.

Layers of colorful light feathers fell off Guangtian's body, making him feel as if he was about to ascend to heaven. His spiritual power, which had been suppressed for a long time, began to rise involuntarily.

"This is……"

Gentian was stunned. Over the years, he had been staying in the Dharma-Ending World, studying his own path and trying to become an immortal in the mortal world. He had not practiced at all and had not achieved any significant spiritual results. But now, he had suddenly taken off.

"Father?"

The next moment, Gentian understood that his rise was due to the surge of his bloodline power, and this bloodline power came from his father, Emperor Wang Heng.

No matter what Gentian thought, his bloodline power had already begun to surge uncontrollably, and his cultivation level in the Immortal King realm was rising steadily, beyond imagination. Even in the Dharma Ending Age, this terrifying trend could not be stopped.

"boom!"

The sky collapsed and the earth broke apart, the sun and the moon fell. Gentian, who had been low-key for 1.5 million years, could no longer keep a low profile. His Taoism broke through the shackles and made his way to the realm of giants, and was still rising rapidly.

In the distance, countless humanitarian forces noticed the unusual phenomenon here and used magical tools to watch from afar.

“Ascending to heaven in broad daylight, ascending to heaven, there really are immortals in this world.” In the ancient Taoist tradition, there are living fossil-like beings whispering tremblingly.

In the Dharma Ending Age, all living beings were shocked. In this cruel environment of heaven and earth, someone actually became an immortal.

Guangtian looked down at all living beings and was also surprised. What kind of terrifying blood power was this that could push his cultivation to such a level? After 1.5 million years of seclusion, what kind of supreme realm had his father reached?

Eventually, he had to leave this world of the Dharma Ending Age.

In Emperor Heng's palace, Wang Heng sat on the imperial chair, his eyes deep and majestic. The hall was empty, without a single living being, just like his path to rise to power. Looking around, there was no one who could walk shoulder to shoulder with him.

At this time, Wang Gen arrived. He was still as charming and elegant as he was in the past when he used the strategy of quelling rebellions to quell the rebellions in all directions.

"Father!"

Wang Heng stood up and walked down the imperial steps.

"Heng'er, you..."

Although Wang Gen was only an Immortal King, he had a very deep understanding of parenthood and children, and he noticed the difference in Wang Heng at this moment.

"I am already an Immortal Emperor." Wang Heng opened his mouth and said something that made Wang Gen gasp.

"it is good!"

Wang Gen was very excited about the major breakthrough in the relationship between his son and himself, and a look of relief appeared on his face. The immortal kings in the heavens had been eager to break through the barriers and become emperors but failed, but his own son had become a true immortal emperor.

As they were talking, another figure walked out from outside the hall.

"Fellow Daoist Jiuyou?"

Wang Gen turned around and was quite surprised to see the identity of the visitor.

Because of the battle in the Dam Realm, Jiuyou and his tribe did not participate in the battle. It is said that the Emperor of Heaven had other arrangements for this tribe, which naturally made a deep impression.

Jiuyou kowtowed and bowed to the two of them.

"Greetings to the Emperor of Heaven, and to Lord Wang Gen."

"Get up." Wang Heng said.

Jiuyou nodded and then stood up.

Before they could say anything more, a golden figure stepped into the imperial palace.

"Qingxian greets Master, greets Grandmaster, and greets Senior Jiuyou." Qingxian saluted the three people, and the golden wings behind him flapped gently.

Wang Heng nodded.

Then, he directly explained the purpose of calling the three people here.

With a flip of his palm, three fruits covered with the patterns of the Great Dao appeared in his palm. They were mysterious, unfathomable, and filled with amazing aura of the Great Dao, making people want to swallow them in one gulp.

Jiuyou, the immortal king of the Jiuyou Beast clan, even developed a connection with one of them. He was convinced that if he ate that strange fruit of the Great Dao, the harvest would be unimaginable.

“To be honest, these three fruits come from three quasi-immortal emperors who fell into darkness. They are the result of the system they created.

If you eat it, it is equivalent to obtaining a path to become a quasi-immortal emperor, and there is hope of breaking through the king realm.

However, eating it means giving up the current path you are taking.

Moreover, the path of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor may not be suitable for you. Perhaps you will not be able to make the best use of it and cannot reach the realm of the original owner.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, you are better than your predecessors, not only reaching the end, but also opening up a new chapter of your own based on the original system.

All of the above are assumptions. I don’t know what will happen in detail. Whether you accept the consequences of this system is entirely up to you.”

(End of this chapter)