(ps: I'm very sorry for the breakup a few days ago. My wife gave birth to her and needed to accompany her bed. I'm happy to have a princess and the mother and daughter are safe. Then, this book is about half a month away. Thank you for your support along the way.)

Eternity is the ultimate demand of living beings.

No matter those monks who keep exploring and traveling, or those who are mediocre and peddling, they cannot escape the word "eternity".

The difference is just the different methods.

The former desires to continuously strengthen oneself to extend one's life and transcend the years; while the latter chooses to reproduce and prosper and continues one's life in another way.

This is true of the creatures in this world, whether they realize this or not, but everything they do since their birth is ultimately centered around this ultimate appeal.

The Emperor agreed with this behavior very much, and he thought it was understandable.

But at the same time, he believed that this is the tragedy of living beings.

It is a ridiculous thing to pursue an infinite thing with a limited life, not to mention that there is no eternal life in this world. It can even be said that there is nothing in this world that can be called eternal. The plants and trees will wither, the rivers will dry up, the mountains and rivers will overturn, and even the stars in the sky will eventually be extinguished.

Of course, there is one exception.

It is eternal and wonderful, brilliant and silent, and it is the most gorgeous and noble thing in the world.

The creatures were clearly within reach but turned a blind eye.

It has a great name.

It is called death.

Now, the gods who have mastered death will be again on the starry sky and spread the gods to the creatures in this world...

Gratitude.

...

The Emperor woke up from the illusion, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his closed eyes opened at that time.

The six Shen Wushuang who stood on both sides of the black disc felt something at that moment, knelt down to the Emperor almost at the same time, shouting: "Greetings to my Lord."

The Emperor's eyes swept over the six people who looked down and looked respectfully. As a god born before, being worshipped by others was naturally sparse and ordinary for him. He would never feel despicable or complacent about it. But after all, he was about to face the enemy who had imprisoned him for hundreds of thousands of years. To be fair, Guiguzi was definitely a terrible opponent, even if at this time, the Emperor's heart was still full of fear.

At such a critical moment, the servants below were able to be united in one's heart and virtue, and Emperor Yu was finally considered a relief.

The Emperor nodded with satisfaction when he thought of this place. He was about to say something at that time, but his brow suddenly frowned.

At that moment, he suddenly realized something was wrong...

It was a very strange feeling, like you woke up from a confused dream. You clearly remembered having a long and weird dream, but you just couldn't remember what that dream was. The harder you tried to remember this dream, the more vague and unpredictable everything in the dream would be.

The Emperor frowned, trying to catch the fleeting thought.

"My Lord, that false god is about to open the seal, we have to go there quickly."

But at this moment, a respectful reminder from Shen Wushuang came from his ears. The emperor looked up at the other party, but saw that the handsome man in black robe had a very similar respect and urgency on his face.

He came back to his senses and remembered the important things in front of him.

As Guiguzi said, if he did not seize the opportunity in front of him and waited until the pseudo-god driven by Guiguzi seized the power of the emperor, then his entanglement with Xu Han in the illusion would become meaningless. When he thought about this, he no longer hesitated and threw away his previous insignificant little thoughts. He nodded heavily and said, "Let's go now."

"It's time to meet my old friend for a while."

He said this, and the black disc under him suddenly began to operate, and then the black disc, along with the seven emperors, turned into a black light and rushed into the dilapidated Kunlun Immortal Palace.

Then the black disc broke through the gate of the Immortal Palace Hall with a familiar craftsmanship, and then came to the entrance of the cave deep in the hall and drilled into it. The whole process took only a few breaths of time. In the bottomless abyss piled up with layers of blood, the blood-colored liquid suddenly boiled when it touched the black disc. They rushed towards the black disc overwhelmingly, as if the lost people had found their way home, and as if the old friends who had been separated for a long time met again.

The blood-colored things were jumping with a clear sense of joy and joy. They poured into the black disc at a very fast speed. However, in a blink of an eye, the vast blood-colored power was absorbed by the black disc. The Emperor, who felt this, smiled slightly and muttered to himself: "No one can take away my things. The stupid creature's calculations for hundreds of thousands of years collapsed in this moment. I really want to see what wonderful expressions were on your face at that time."

...

It was nothing to do with the Emperor.

When he reached the depths of the world after Qiu Li completed all the blood in the sea of ​​blood.

The pseudo-gods controlled by Guiguzi are fighting against the powerful people of the only extremely true immortal level remaining in this world.

Three demon kings, one girl and her weird master.

In fact, it is an incredible thing to stand with Fangziyu with such combat power. Fangziyu is already a god in this world, and the so-called gods are invincible in any sense. Just like the emperor's strength in the starry sky of the Wanyuan, the strength of Fangziyu alone is enough to make the creatures in this world surrender, not to mention that Fangziyu's body is still under the power of the emperor that Guiguzi has descended.

But after all, the group of creatures in front of him were the backhand left by Xu Han. The Emperor overestimated them as much as possible, and the facts also proved that his overestimation was not wrong.

But what the Emperor couldn't understand was why these creatures did this. When he came to this battlefield, the Emperor did not rush to take action as soon as possible. Instead, he looked at the people passing through the battlefield with interest, trying to understand the background of these people. If there was really something to allow these creatures to have the power to compete with the power of a single emperor, in a sense, the existence of the Emperor himself would be threatened.

As long as some creatures in some worlds also master this method in the future, the Emperor's actions will be greatly restricted. For this reason, he really wants to do it.

Understand how these creatures do this.

But what disappointed him was that although the combat power displayed by the Nineteen Apostles or the three demon kings was terrifying, it was just a simple "one force to subdue ten races", rather than having some power that transcends this world level. Of course, how they can have such a strong power is also a questionable thing, but that is not something that can be "see" through their eyes.

Just as the Emperor stopped for more than ten days, the nineteenth side gradually showed signs of decline, and was about to lose to Fang Ziyu's men.

The Emperor had no thoughts. He saw it clearly. A huge crack in the black heart was spreading rapidly over time. The power that represented the seal was fading. He had to solve all the troubles in front of him before the remaining 40% of the Emperor's power ejected out.

He caught a glimpse of Fang Ziyu who was killing the 19th and the other party did not notice the existence of the Emperor, so no backup was left in the fight. At this moment, the empty door was wide open behind Fang Ziyu, who was rushing in murderous intent around him. In order to escape from the heavens, how could the Emperor who had been dormant for hundreds of thousands of years miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the black disc under him suddenly rotated, and black tentacles rushed out of the disc, killing Fang Ziyu straight at an astonishing speed like a poisonous snake.

Fang Ziyu, who had already taken the killing moves against the 19th and other people, keenly noticed the strange thing behind her at that moment, but the situation on the other side of the attack made it difficult for her to withdraw and return. A look of horror appeared in her eyes, and her situation was indeed in a dilemma.

Everything is still under his calculations.

To be precise, everything is exactly what he expected.

Fang Ziyu's killer move was unexpectedly hit by the 19th master and disciple and three demon kings. Although Fang Ziyu noticed his killer move, it was too late at that time, so he hit Fang Ziyu hard without accident.

The master, apprentice and the three demon kings suddenly became depressed and fell to the ground. The vitality in their bodies passed away rapidly. If there were no more than ten breaths, they would die.

Fangziyu was much stronger. A huge blood hole was opened by the black tentacles on her chest and left arm. The golden blood flowed down the wound. As the god of this world, this world kept bringing majestic vitality toward her, trying to repair her seriously injured body, but there were black breaths on the edges of the wounds, swallowing all the vitality that rushed in.

"It's you..." Fang Ziyu looked at the Emperor with a pale face.

Sitting on the throne, the emperor surrounded by six apostles looked down at Fang Ziyu with a smile and said, "Long time no see."

Both sides, one of them had a pale face, and the tone was filled with anger. The other was smiling, and even had time to look at each other. Therefore, no one could see the difference in the situation between the two sides at a glance. But unfortunately, there was no one else to witness such a great scene that determined the fate of millions of years in the future of the Starry Sky Realm. At the moment of dialogue between the two sides, the nineteenth master and disciple and the three demon kings were seriously injured and could not support them. So they closed their eyes, and their vitality disappeared instantly and they died.

"I didn't expect... you could escape from the sky by using this method of escape from the shell." Fang Ziyu had no intention of caring about the life and death of the nineteenth-class people. She knew very well that the person in front of her was her biggest trouble.

"You are planning to Tongtian. If I don't take any risks, how can I be lucky to meet you in this way?" The smile on the corner of the Emperor's mouth became a little stronger. He continued to say, but he did not have the intention to take action.

He knew very well that Guiguzi's current situation was that they could not descend more power on Fangziyu, and at the same time they could not break through the power that enveloped this world in a short time. When he came here, Guiguzi was the fish on the chopping board at this moment, and he could slaughter it.

Generally speaking, the Emperor did not have the bad habit of talking to the other party before killing the enemy, but at this moment he was facing the only person who forced him to such a situation in countless years since his birth. The resentment that had been imprisoned for hundreds of thousands of years could not be laughed out after all, so he said a little more rare.

Fang Ziyu, who heard this, obviously knew her current situation very well. Because of this, her eyes wrinkled tightly and said in a deep voice: "The success and the defeat of the enemy, God will not help me, Guiguzi..."

"Hmph." The Emperor sneered: "Don't God help you?"

"Does the ignorant creature still understand? I am the god of the Starry Sky and Ten Thousand Realms!"

Fang Ziyu fell silent. She obviously had lost the interest in talking to the Emperor again. After all, the position and grudges between the two are by no means something that can be resolved by words. Then there is only one way in front of them - fighting to the death.

Fang Ziyu's clothes began to surging, and the black disc where the Emperor sat also began to rotate. Two rare forces in this world finally completed the prelude to the war at that time.

So the death battle began.

...

This is a battle to belong to the Throne of the Starry Sky in the millions of times after the decision.

No one can tolerate such a threat to stare at him under the throne, so this battle is destined to be immortal.

It was probably because during the hundreds of thousands of years that had been sealed, the Emperor thought too much and made various preparations for this day as much as possible. Therefore, the result of this war was also within his expectations.

Although Fang Ziyu, who was controlled by Guiguzi, used all kinds of strange and powerful methods, in the face of the gap of the power of the emperor, any means and calculation seemed insignificant. After a few days, the abyss deep in the world were full of broken spaces, and behind it was exposed was the boundless void. At this time, Fang Ziyu also exhausted his last power and fell under the terrifying attack of the emperor sitting down on the black disc.

The Emperor had to admit that this was indeed a difficult battle. The broken space around him exposed the breath of this world again to the starry sky of the ten thousand fields. In order to understand all this before Guiguzi's body followed the smell and came here, the six evil dogs he had finally cultivated also died in such a battle. Although it was a pity, it was worth it.

The Emperor swallowed up all the Emperor's power in Fang Ziyu's body with satisfaction, and then gently threw the girl's body that had lost her vitality into the endless void.

Then, he turned to look at the deepest part of the abyss, where a huge black heart was still beating, and a shocking crack in the center of the heart had penetrated the entire heart, and the width of the crack was as huge as three feet. The Emperor calculated silently in his heart, for fear that he would have thought that

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the seal will be completely opened.

At the same time, the Emperor also clearly felt that in the breath that floated out by the space cracks caused by the battle, Guiguzi's true body was rushing towards this world at a rapid speed. But how vast the starry sky is? Even if the Emperor himself wanted to cross this territory in his heyday, it would take a lot of time, let alone Guiguzi?

In the eyes of the Emperor, this approach is nothing more than a desperate struggle to accept fate.

The Emperor sneered, then withdrew his gaze that looked down the void, and turned his head to look at the huge heart again.

He stood up from the throne, and the black disc under his feet seemed to feel something. At that time, a tremor turned into black steps, extending along the steps of his steps, and then landed straight on the huge black heart.

As the Emperor got closer and closer to the black heart, the heart beat faster and faster, even with a faint sense of eagerness.

"Come back. Come to your real master." The Emperor murmured to himself, and a vague flame ignited in his dark pupils.

Soon he came to the black heart. When his feet fell on the trembling of the black heart, a roar sounded between heaven and earth, and a majestic momentum burst out from his body. At that time, a burst of black auras also poured out from the cracks of the black heart. The two auras merged together in an instant. The emperor narrowed his eyes and showed a look of pleasure on his face.

Everything was in his control, his plan was implemented perfectly, and now he could enjoy the fruits of victory.

A black aura continued to gush out of the heart and rushed into the Emperor's body. There were no breaths of breath. In this rush, spider-web-like patterns began to appear on the surface of the black heart.

Bang!

A huge roar suddenly exploded when the spider-web-like pattern covered the entire black heart.

The violent black aura suddenly surged out, and the space deep in the world was shattered like glass, and the cold void appeared, while the black powers were completely exposed in the depths of the world. They continued to pour into the Emperor's body. The Emperor's hands opened, his body slowly rose out of thin air, and the black disc under his feet became larger and larger.

After a few more breaths of light, the black aura in the sky finally poured into the Emperor's body. A black light flashed across his eyebrows and disappeared in an instant.
To be continued...