Chapter 265 [Ancient Quasi-Emperor, Fighting on Horseback! ] In the most central area of the Immortal Mountain, there are huge mountains to the east, west, south and north. They are towering into the clouds and as black as ink. They are all surrounded by bands of black fog, blocking the way ahead. The big black dog counted them carefully, his eyes solemn, and he said with great vigilance: "There are twenty-seven great mountains in all directions, which is the number of great perfection. Only the supreme can live here. We have really come here." "Throughout the ages, only the Great Emperor of the Human Race has dared to fight here..." One hundred and eight black mountains guard the center. They are all kings of mountains and emperors of mountains. Their imposing aura is so overwhelming that it makes people feel suffocated. They are majestic and towering, and they flow with an eternal and terrifying aura. No matter how extraordinary a genius or powerful you are, you are nothing in front of such energy. The word "Emperor" is enough to crush the world for eternity! "The Supreme Beings were all ancient emperors." Fighting Buddha nodded, then shook his head and whispered, "Respect their first lives." How many emperors can there be throughout history? It was only in the ancient times that the human race’s fortune exploded, and many people achieved great saints and emperors appeared one after another. Going back further, in the ancient times, in the mythological era, it was normal for an ancient emperor to appear every hundred thousand years, and a celestial master to appear every hundreds of thousands of years.
As time goes by and years pass, the environment of heaven and earth in the Dharma Ending Age has been fluctuating and evolving towards the worse, but the Taoist system is gradually maturing. From the Emperor of Desolate Sky who pioneered the secret realm method, to the Nine Heavenly Lords who created the Nine Secrets, to the subsequent emperors of the ancient times who explored the path to immortality, and the emperors of the ancient times who successively created the method of longevity, generation after generation has stepped on the shoulders of their predecessors and forged ahead. Finally, we have arrived at this era, the system has gradually matured, and the path to immortality in the mortal world has been explored. All of this is inseparable from the hard work and creation of our predecessors. It was the most difficult and time-consuming process for Cao Yusheng, the Heavenly Lord of Tribulation, to become an immortal. This was not only because the path to immortality was difficult to follow, as he had to cycle through life and death, but also because he had no one to guide him. He could only grope his way through the long dark night, stumbling and taking countless detours. Generation after generation of those who have achieved enlightenment, whether they have become immortals or not, have left behind valuable experience for future generations. This is not about good or evil, but a quest. Even the Stone Emperor left behind his thoughts on the secret realm of the Taoist Palace. During the conversation, the Xuanwu elixir flew away and sank into the twenty-seven black mountains in the north. Then a figure flew out from the twenty-seven mountains in the east. The act of collecting the elixir of immortality eventually alarmed the holy spirit in the restricted area. The figure looked a little blurry at first, but when the creature really approached, the Fighting Buddha changed color, holding the immortal iron stick, ready for battle. It was a headless knight, wearing a black iron armor, tall and powerful, holding a black spear, with an appearance that could awe the heaven and earth. Unfortunately, he had no head, and his neck was stained with a lot of blood. Under his mount was a tall stone horse, shaking its head and tail, neighing with its head held high. It was extremely powerful and terrifying, and its stone hooves, as big as bowls, cracked the void every time it landed. A stone-embedded quasi-emperor, if it were not for the lack of a head, it would probably be even more powerful. He came from the east, which means that the eastern mountains are the Stone Emperor's place of practice and we cannot go forward. If he were to get close, the Dark Lord wouldn't mind enjoying takeout delivered to his door. "The four directions and four mountains, east, west, south, north, the four supreme ones." Lin Xian looked out at the great mountain, recalling the ancient temples and dilapidated Taoist temples on the hills. Those extremely ancient temples, he said thoughtfully: "Stones, peacocks, black tortoises, Taoists..." "Stop mumbling. Are you going or not?" The big black dog roared, carried the little girl on its back, and stepped on the golden lines. That was the vitality left by the Void Emperor, like a golden chessboard. Combined with the guidance of the Void Emperor Mirror outside the Immortal Mountain, this Holy Spirit Quasi-Emperor cannot stop them unless the Supreme of the Immortal Mountain takes action.
While they were talking, the Headless Horseman came like the god of death. He attracted the terrible aura of the Undead Mountains, and endless black fog surged. The whole world was trembling under the horse's hooves, and all things were wailing under the spear's tip. It's just horrible to the extreme, but it's just a small problem. That is, this Holy Spirit Quasi-Emperor is too slow! "A quasi-emperor can cross the galaxy in one step. He took so long to walk dozens of miles. Who are you trying to fool?" "It's just that you can't catch a wolf with a stick." "If you want to do something, you should have done it long ago." Lin Xian showed a hint of sneer on his face, realizing that although the Headless Knight looked murderous, he actually wanted to drive them away, not really start a war. They were afraid of the sudden revival of the Supreme in the Undead Mountain, and the Headless Knight was also afraid of the imperial weapons in their hands and the little girl. The more powerful a person is, the more afraid he is of little Nannan. It is better to have less trouble than more. If the sleeping Supreme is accidentally disturbed, even if it consumes a little bit of power, the Headless Quasi-Emperor cannot afford it. The quasi-emperor rode his horse across the sky, the endless void collapsed, and endless black cracks spread in all directions. A quasi-emperor, a quasi-emperor who could travel through the universe and exceed the speed of light, rushed over like an ordinary mortal riding a horse. What seemed like a scene of world destruction to ordinary cultivators was like releasing water into the sea in Lin Xian's eyes. The ancient quasi-emperor, fighting on horseback! "Issue the Emperor's Order!" At this critical moment, Lin Xiandao shouted, and instead of advancing, he retreated. The black gold tripod with dragon pattern on his body dropped thousands of feet of immortal light, and evolved into a black hole, which seemed to swallow everything. He also shot out a great Dao treasure bottle, which seemed to suppress the heavens and all the worlds. The big black dog also spat out a purple divine token. This was a token forged by the Immortal Emperor. It was because of it that he was able to pass through the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest unimpeded. The aura of the imperial objects and the imperial orders made the Holy Spirit Quasi-Emperor pause for a moment and rein in his horse, but the murderous aura was still there. He stood in front of everyone, and the spear in his hand burst out with a shocking aura. If there was even the slightest mistake, it would explode with a force as powerful as thunder. Facing the majesty of a quasi-emperor, Lin Xian remained calm and shouted in authentic ancient language: "We come from another restricted area. We represent the will of the Supreme Being and visit His Majesty Xuanwu. Report immediately!" The headless knight put away his spear and stood where he was, somewhat hesitant. In the outside universe, he is a peerless quasi-emperor who can overwhelm the galaxy, but in the Immortal Mountain, he is just an old servant who obeys the orders of the Supreme and manages the temple. "We are the messengers of the restricted area!" Lin Xian scolded a Quasi-Emperor with a high and mighty attitude, as if it was a matter of course. He snorted coldly and said, "You have delayed the Supreme's plan to become an immortal. Can you bear the responsibility?" "Whether we agree or disagree is a matter of supreme importance. It is not for you to decide." The headless knight put away his spear. It felt like that. Only the descendants of the forbidden area dared to speak to the Emperor like this. Without the support of the Supreme Being, he would be courting death. Lin Xian stood behind Xiao Nannan with an extremely calm expression. Before stepping into the restricted area, he had already made plans for the worst. If the talks fail, the worst that can happen is that we can run away. There are two supreme rulers in the world outside, and they are the greatest guarantee. Even though the Supreme in the Forbidden Zone boasts about fighting immortals every day, no one is an idiot and everyone has a score to settle in his heart. The road to becoming an immortal is about to open, and even if the cause and effect is huge, it will have to wait until two hundred years later to be settled. Bloodline, grudges, imperial power, and face can all be put aside in the face of becoming an immortal and achieving longevity. He cut himself with a sword and remained silent for a million years. When he came to this life, he gave up so many things, family, love, friendship, the pride of the emperor, the glory of the Heavenly Lord, compassion for the common people, and a heart of Tao. The sunk costs are too high, so high that even the Supreme himself cannot afford it. He can only make crazy bets like a gambler and throw all his efforts into a bottomless pit.
If you succeed, you will ascend to heaven, and if you fail, your life will be in vain forever. In the face of such a shocking situation, let alone Lin Xian's little trick, even if he broke into the life forbidden zone and asked for rare treasures, blatantly slapping the forbidden zone in the face, the Supreme would most likely endure it. This is Lin Xian’s greatest reliance for daring to enter the restricted area. The Dark Supreme has been dormant for eternity and has come to this world and cannot afford to lose! What is being gambled is not the deterrent power of the imperial soldiers, nor the power of the supreme being in the world, but the importance that the supreme being in the restricted area places on his own life. Is it worth wasting energy for a group of ants and making your chances of becoming an immortal slightly lower? What if the only thing missing on the road to becoming an immortal is that little bit of blood and energy? ! (End of this chapter)