12dz Chapter 5170 The Human Emperor's Phantom Reappears
Chapter 5170 The Human Emperor's Phantom Reappears
Chapter 5170 The Phantom of the Human Emperor Reappears
The golden light of the Great Dao gradually dissipated, and the ruins of the Boundary Sea returned to silence.
Su Bai slowly opened his eyes, and a chaotic vortex flashed briefly in the depths of his pupils.
He stood up, every inch of his skin radiating a flawless divine glow, and with every move he made, the surrounding space trembled slightly.
"This is the power of perfect immortality..." He clenched his fist, feeling the divine power surging within him, vast as the starry sea.
Unlike the weakness he felt when he forced his way through the breakthrough, his immortal foundation was now completely stable.
The nine-story Dao Tower stands majestically in the center of the dantian. The tower body is imprinted with dense innate Dao patterns. Each floor of the tower is a small world of its own, filled with chaotic energy, where the sun, moon and stars evolve and perish.
At the very top of the tower, a pale green ball of light pulsed slowly, emanating faint wisps of life. It was a "seed of life" formed from the remnants of Amo's true spirit. Though it could not awaken for the time being, it would one day sprout anew under the nurturing of this natal artifact.
“Su Bai, your aura…” Luo Yunsheng stepped forward, her beautiful eyes filled with amazement.
She could clearly sense that the junior brother in front of her had completely concealed his aura, yet he gave her a profound feeling, like facing a vast ocean, unfathomable.
"It's stable." Su Bai smiled slightly, but his gaze turned to the core of the ruins not far away.
That ancient well, whose depths are unfathomable.
He had absorbed all the liquefied source crystals, but deep in the well, a faint yet extremely peculiar fluctuation still emanated.
The fluctuation carried an ancient and boundless aura, as if it had traversed billions of years, and even the golden light of the Great Dao from before could not completely cover it.
"Junior brother, are you still going down?" Luo Yunsheng sensed Su Bai's intention.
"Hmm." Su Bai nodded. "There seem to be some things left behind by the Human Emperor there. Senior Zhong Yu, I'll trouble you to protect us outside."
Upon hearing this, the Central Emperor, who had been silently guarding him, nodded slightly: "Your Highness, rest assured. With me here, no one can disturb you."
Holding a golden halberd, he stood like a mountain at the edge of the ruins, his terrifying aura of the seventh-step peak spreading out faintly, completely sealing off the surrounding area for tens of thousands of miles.
Without further hesitation, Su Bai leaped into the ancient well once more.
This time, however, entering the Chaos Well again was completely different from the last time.
The previous chaotic source crystal liquid had disappeared, and what came into view was a strange miniature of the starry sky.
The well walls were no longer rock, but transformed into flowing bands of starlight, with countless miniature nebulae and galaxies slowly rotating within them, radiating a dreamlike glow.
He continued to fall, as if traversing an endless corridor of time and space.
After descending for a full half hour, the surrounding space suddenly opened up.
At the bottom of the well was a strange space, hundreds of feet in diameter.
There were no gold and silver treasures or divine weapons as one might have imagined; only a desolate microcosm of the starry sky floated in mid-air.
In that miniature, the Milky Way was shattered, the sun and moon were without light, and countless stars dimmed and extinguished, like a cosmic remnant that had been dead for countless epochs.
In the very center of that desolate starry sky, a tattered leather scroll floats silently.
The scroll was made of an unknown material, and was dark gold in color. Its edges were weathered and damaged, and there were no words on it, only two ancient and mysterious patterns.
The patterns resembled two ancient symbols, which Su Bai had never seen before, but upon seeing them, the true meaning of two words naturally surfaced deep within his soul:
"In the beginning."
hum!
The moment Su Bai's gaze fell upon the scroll, the two lines suddenly lit up!
An indescribable, vast thought, like a torrent spanning millennia, surged into his consciousness.
That was not sound, nor image, but a pure Daoist rhythm, a "true meaning" that transcends language and form.
Su Bai trembled violently, his entire body stiffening on the spot, his consciousness being completely pulled into a strange realm of Dao.
He "saw" a primordial space-time, a space-time before chaos and division.
There was no heaven and earth, no yin and yang, no five elements, no life and death, no cause and effect... all concepts had not yet been born. There was only a pure, primordial chaos that encompassed everything.
Then, from the chaos, the first wisp of "thought" was born.
This wisp of "thought" was not the thought of a living being, but the nascent awakening of the cosmic will. With its gentle movement, chaos began to differentiate—pure energy rose to become the heavens, turbid energy sank to become the earth, yin and yang separated, the five elements evolved, cause and effect intertwined, and spacetime took shape...
This is “the beginning”.
It is not the beginning, but the boundary between "being" and "non-being," the source of all concepts.
The essence of "perfect immortality" is neither the infinite growth of power nor the eternal lifespan.
True perfection and immortality mean bringing one's level of existence infinitely close to this "primordial" state—being on equal footing with the will of the universe, becoming the rule-maker, not the follower.
"So that's how it is..." A wave of understanding washed over Su Bai.
The Ninefold Chaos Tribulation he had previously endured, with its ninefold destruction and rebirth, was essentially a test and reshaping of the "defenders" by the will of the universe. Only by withstanding that level of destruction could one deeply imprint their existence into the most fundamental rules of the universe and gain the qualification to "dialogue" with the will of the universe.
This is precisely the real reason why beings like the Demon Ancestor and the Heavenly Venerable are wary of "perfect immortality".
A "variable" that is beyond their control and may even become their equal in the future must naturally be nipped in the bud.
Just as Su Bai was immersed in this Daoist aura, the scroll trembled slightly.
A blurry, ethereal figure slowly emerged from the scroll.
He was a middle-aged man dressed in coarse linen clothes with long, loose hair.
His face was ordinary, even somewhat weathered, but his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, as if they held the wisdom and vicissitudes of eternity.
He didn't exude any pressure, yet Su Bai couldn't help but feel an urge to worship him.
That is absolute suppression on a life level.
"Kid, I knew I wasn't wrong about you..."
The phantom spoke, its voice resounding directly into the depths of Su Bai's soul, carrying a weariness and relief that transcended time and space.
"The fact that you have come this far and seen this 'Primordial True Explanation' means that you have passed through the Tribulation of Perfection and embarked on the true path of defying the heavens."
Su Bai bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Senior Human Emperor!"
"The title of Human Emperor... is long gone." The illusory figure shook its head slightly, its gaze falling on Su Bai with scrutiny and emotion. "The aura you possess now... is very familiar. Yes, you cultivate the Primordial Chaos Body and have also received your junior sister's inheritance... No wonder, no wonder you have reached this point."
Su Bai frowned.
Why was it that after obtaining the Sword Master's inheritance and cultivating the Primordial Chaos Body, I was able to reach this point?
The phantom did not answer directly, but sighed softly: "It seems that history has been completely buried."
This illusory image of the Human Emperor is different from the one in the Human Emperor's courtyard. It seems to contain more intelligence and has more of the majesty of the Human Emperor.
He gazed at the desolate microcosm of the starry sky, his eyes becoming distant: "Do you know what this so-called 'upper realm' really is?"
Su Bai remained silent. He only knew that the Upper Realm was a higher-level plane, teeming with powerful beings, and that there might even be beings surpassing the "Tai Zhen Realm," but he knew nothing about the specific details.
"The Upper Realm is not a naturally formed higher plane," the phantom of the Human Emperor said in a startling way. "Initially, it was just a refuge built by a group of 'Thieves of the Dao'."