Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

Hengdi Palace.

Guangtian, who was already a creature at the end of the road, walked out from afar. Under his feet, the long river of time flowed by, making a rustling sound.

As soon as they arrived in front of the majestic imperial palace, a young child rushed over excitedly, his eyes and brows somewhat similar to Guangtian.

"Brother hug."

The little girl called out in a coquettish voice. Upon hearing that, Guangtian picked up the girl with a doting look on his face, raised her above his head, and placed her on his shoulders, being extremely intimate with her.

She was Guangtian's half-sister, the youngest daughter of Emperor Qingyue, one of the two great emperors and empresses.

Behind her, a boy of similar age came over. He was also born to Qingyue, and he and the girl were twins, but he was born earlier than the girl, so he became the older brother of the twins.

"You're so grown up, and you still need hugs..." Wang Qingyun said with a look of disdain.

Wang Qingmeng, who was on Gentian's shoulder, immediately made a face at him, which was playful and cute.

Watching his brother and sister bickering, Guangtian smiled unconsciously. He walked forward, stretched out his big hand, rubbed Wang Qingyun's head, and asked, "How is father?"

A few years ago, he left here and wanted to travel around the world. However, a sudden piece of news surprised Hengtian. His father, the omnipotent Emperor Hengtian, was actually ill, which forced Hengtian to return early.

Hearing his brother's question, Wang Qingyun's face darkened and he replied, "Brother, mother said that father's condition is not optimistic. Uncle Hao and the Heavenly Emperors have all come, but they don't have any good solutions."

“How could it be so serious? With my father’s strength, it is impossible for him to get sick. Could it be…” Guangtian couldn’t believe it. A transcendent being, who could not be buried by heaven or destroyed by earth, and was eternal and immortal, could destroy ancient history and make everything pass away with just a thought, and then be reborn. How could such a creature get sick?

But immediately, he remembered the catastrophe that happened countless epochs ago.

"That person" was the last transcendent who escaped the cycle of reincarnation. He was also omnipotent, but in the end, he died of illness. He developed a total of ten symptoms and bred ten pathogens. Even when he turned into ashes, they could not be burned out. Not only did he give rise to a plateau, but also ten ancestors were derived from the ten pathogens.

Countless years have passed since the catastrophe was quelled, so long ago that even Gentian had almost forgotten about it.

But once I think of it, it seems like it was just yesterday.

What happened in the past is a lesson for us. According to Wang Heng, there are not just one but many people who have transcended and lost themselves like "that person". Everything is like a reincarnation, the reincarnation of those who have transcended.

Now, is his father, the immortal Emperor Hengtian, also going to be eroded by this cycle and follow in the footsteps of his predecessors?

Gentian didn't want to believe this was true.

He was stunned for a moment and comforted his younger brother and sister a little.

"Don't worry, we have several Heavenly Emperors here. They are all transcendent and will definitely find a way to solve it. Don't worry too much. Besides, our father is Emperor Hengtian, the strongest person throughout history. He won't fall so easily." Hengtian touched their heads and said.

The two little guys nodded. They naturally believed what their brother said, but there was still some worry in their eyes.

Although Gentian appeared calm on the surface, he was actually extremely uneasy inside.

The Heavenly Emperors didn’t have any better solution, which meant that Wang Heng’s transcendence and loss of self was irreversible.

This made Guangtian extremely worried, and a feeling of suffocation lingered in his heart.

Soon, he met his biological mother Haoxuan and Qingyue Niang.

"Mother, Qingyue's mother, father..." Gentian asked impatiently, fearing that Wang Heng would really follow in the footsteps of "that person".

Haoxuan patted the back of his hand, signaling him not to panic.

Qingyue sighed slightly and talked about the causes and consequences of Wang Heng's "transcendence and loss of self".

"Your father has actually been hiding something in his heart. When he pacified the weirdness, he had the opportunity to verify it. However, for our sake, he buried it in his heart until now.

Not long ago, your brother and sister were born, and he was so upset that the things he had suppressed for a long time came to his mind, and he became ill."

"There has been one thing hidden..." Gentian murmured to himself. After so many years of getting along with his father, he thought he had understood him, but now it seems that he has not yet reached the deepest part of his soul.

At this time, Wang Heng's parents, mentor, and fellow apprentices all came.

"Tian'er, go see your father. He has been waiting for you for a long time." Wang Gen patted Gentian's shoulder and said this.

Guangtian was the last one to arrive. Wang Heng had already met with the others individually, said what he wanted to say, and also instructed them on many things. Only his eldest son Guangtian had not arrived yet.

"Ok!"

Gentian nodded with a heavy face, because this looked like he was entrusting his final affairs. He couldn't believe that his omnipotent father would take the step of annihilation.

Walking deep into the Hengdi Palace and arriving outside the Hengdi Hall, Gentian saw the four transcendents of the time, except for his father. They all came and tried to contribute to solve the hidden dangers of Wang Heng, but unfortunately, they were also helpless.

After paying their respects one by one, Guangtian walked into the hall and saw his father whom he had not seen for several years.

He had not traveled far when his younger brother and sister were born, and he did not start his journey until they were two years old.

At that time, Wang Heng showed no signs of illness, but within just a few years, Wang Heng became terminally ill.

At this moment, he was leaning casually on the imperial chair, with strange substances of several colors lingering around him. When he coughed violently, a large amount of strange particles spurted out of his mouth and nose. The spirit in his eyes was no longer the same as before. It was obvious that he was seriously ill, just like the setting sun, entering the twilight of the end of the world.

However, Wang Heng has been restraining himself and suppressing the strange substances in his body. His innate energy is as strong as a dragon, binding around his body in circles, swallowing all the strange things that are gushing out of his body, and at the same time, suppressing the evil spirits in his body.

"You came."

Wang Heng spoke softly. Even though he was seriously ill, his tone was still as calm as water, without any ripples. There was no trace of panic on his face. This was the calmness that a transcendent person should have.

"Gengtian greets his father."

Gentian bowed, then, with his eyes burning, he observed his father's illness. However, with his cultivation as an Immortal Emperor, he could not see any clues at all.

“Don’t waste your energy. There is no solution to the problem of losing my self and transcending. I have personally witnessed how people in the past fell from the top of a mountain and began to transcend the cycle of reincarnation. I have seen too many such things.

In fact, I had anticipated today's situation. For a transcendent being, omniscient and omnipotent, once there is something he does not know, it is like a thorn stuck deep in his heart. Over time, the wound will slowly rot and then spread throughout the body.

But I didn't expect that all this would come so quickly, like a flood sweeping in like a beast. Even if I am a transcendent and have the transcendent realm where the innate primordial energy resides, I cannot resist it. The internal collapse is far more terrifying than the external threat.

Over the years, there have been no wars, no weirdness and darkness. I have lived a peaceful life in this world. I have nothing to regret. The only thing that worries me is you. Your grandparents, Qingyue, Haoxuan, the three ancestors... After I leave, you must take good care of them and ask about them from time to time. Don't ignore them."

Gentian's heart trembled. His ominous premonition came true. Wang Heng was really making arrangements for his funeral arrangements.

He was very sad and recalled many past events. He had an indescribable feeling for his father and was reluctant to let him go. However, there was nothing Gentian could do. He was just a small Immortal Emperor and could not interfere in the affairs of the transcendents. Even the few creatures who were also transcendents were helpless, let alone him.

He could only agree to everything Wang Heng asked him to do.

"What worries me the most and makes me feel guilty is your younger brothers and sisters.

Back then, I missed your growth process and secretly swore that if I had another child in the future, I would not miss it. Unfortunately, I am destined to break my promise. An elder brother is like a father. As their elder brother, you should take on the role that should have been played by me. "

Gentian's eyes were moist and he nodded solemnly.

"cough……"

Wang Heng coughed violently and vomited more strange substances. The things hidden deep in his heart became more and more magnified and unstoppable, and were about to reach the critical point.

He knew that it was time to leave. Staying by force would do no good and would only bring disaster to this world.

Wang Heng sent a message, asking his relatives, friends, fellow seniors and juniors, as well as several other transcendent beings to enter the Imperial Palace together.

Looking at the eyes that were hoping for his recovery, listening to the sighs of regret... Wang Heng's heart suddenly became extremely peaceful. Perhaps, he had always had a premonition in his subconscious that the day of departure would eventually come.

He calmly told everyone that he was about to leave this world.

"Heng'er!"

Mr. and Mrs. Wang Gen could no longer bear it. This was their only son, who had been so glorious and brilliant, and how could they accept that he died like this?

Wang Heng’s three masters also shed tears secretly. It was really a pity to see their most proud disciple about to die.

Qingyue and Haoxuan took light steps, trying to get closer to Wang Heng to say their final goodbyes. However, they were stopped by a force. Wang Heng was undoubtedly in danger at this moment. Considering the cultivation level of the two emperors and empresses, this behavior was extremely dangerous.

Knowing that they could not get close anymore, they cried bitterly.

Wang Qingmeng and Wang Qingyun, two young children, also cried and called for their father.

Guangtian remained silent, silently repeating Wang Heng's instructions in his heart.

"Senior Brother." Shi Hao hesitated to speak.

Ye Fan and the others couldn't help but sigh. They had been poisoned by the transcendence and loss of self, and now, after becoming transcendents, they witnessed with their own eyes a creature of the same realm following in the footsteps of their predecessors. It was difficult for them to calm down.

"Don't be sad, I'm not dead, but I exist in the world in another form. One day, I will come back." Wang Heng whispered. He didn't know whether he could come back or not, but he thought it would be better to leave some memories for people.

Hearing this, everyone seemed to see a glimmer of hope, as if they had grabbed the last straw of despair.

Finally, Wang Heng looked at everyone present with brilliant eyes, and then looked at the mottled ancient history, at those years of blood and fire. Those were the years of his rise, those were the legend of Emperor Hengtian. His life was incomparably brilliant, and left an indelible mark in this world.

"Goodbye, perfect world, goodbye, the place where I fought.

The dream returns to the ancient immortal world, which is both real and illusory. The moment of waking up from the dream is not the end. One day, I will reappear in this world. "

With a sigh, or perhaps an eternal oath, Wang Heng activated his innate energy and left this world.

The calls and cries of relatives and friends gradually faded away until they disappeared.

Wang Heng's mind fell into endless darkness and appeared on a big river, lying on his back, wandering, not knowing the starting point or the destination, drifting aimlessly.

“Is everything back to square one?”

He talked to himself. It was this scene back then. He thought it was a dream. When he opened his eyes, he came to the Immortal King's medicine garden, and his magnificent life began. Now, he left with the help of the innate qi and returned to this scene again.

Suddenly, an inexplicable force descended, pulling him, and dragging his thoughts into a physical body.

This body is both familiar and strange.

When Wang Heng opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to the world without spiritual practice and immortals.

Dry air, a white, slightly damaged ceiling, a clean bed, a small but tidy table, an ordinary chair...

Wang Heng was sitting on a chair at this moment, with his hands folded and his head resting on his arms. He had just woken up from a deep sleep.

He rubbed his eyes, stood up from the chair, and looked around. Everything was so familiar. Even though a long time had passed in the perfect world, billions of years had passed, here was still the same as yesterday, it was just a dream.

Is it really just a dream, a fantasy?

Wang Heng's gaze rested on the table, where a book had appeared at some point. It was old, thick, and exuded the breath of time.

Wang Heng was a little confused. Before he returned to the ancient fairyland in his dream, there was no book on the table.

He was about to reach out to touch it, when suddenly, the old pages began to turn automatically, making a rustling sound. Wang Heng stared at the contents on the pages, his eyes frozen in place.

Because the pages of the book record his journey of rise in the perfect world, scenes from the past can't help but come to his mind.

Finally, the book turned to the last page, and Wang Heng also entered into extinction in that world, and in the state of transcendence and loss of self, he walked towards annihilation step by step.

In just a few moments, he seemed to experience it all again.

When the page turned to the last page, the entire history book closed, and then emitted a brilliant light, turning into a ray of innate energy, rushing towards Wang Heng and lingering around him.

In an instant, Wang Heng, who had returned to his mortal state, returned to the ranks of transcendents.

"This is not a dream." He murmured to himself, his eyes extremely deep, as if he could see through the past, present and future at a glance.

(End of this chapter)