Boom—!
Gu Qingfeng raised his fists high, bringing them down like two mighty hammers.
The body of the Flame Heavenly Emperor instantly exploded, engulfed in a haze of deathly energy.
Yet in the next moment, the swirling death energy transformed once more into boundless vitality, and the Flame Heavenly Emperor resurrected amidst the life force.
"Useless. I cannot die..."
"Malice of All Living Beings! True Illusion! Demon-Seeding Dao Heart!!" Gu Qingfeng's furious roar cut off the Flame Heavenly Emperor's words.
His eyes erupted with an eerie, demonic light, and endless black mist surged from his body, twisting into countless tiny black serpents that madly forced their way into the Flame Heavenly Emperor’s seven orifices.
It was as though a demon god had crawled up from hell to devour souls—a scene of utter horror!
"Eternal damnation awaits you!"
"No!!!"
Terror flashed in the Flame Heavenly Emperor’s eyes as he struggled wildly, but with his invincible heart shattered, how could he resist the invasion of such supreme corruption?
Countless black serpents slithered into his body through his mouth, nostrils, ears, and eye sockets. His veins bulged grotesquely, his skin writhing with unnatural undulations as the serpents squirmed beneath. Even the divine light in his eyes dimmed into nothingness.
Moments later, all brilliance vanished from the Flame Heavenly Emperor’s gaze, replaced by a cold, inhuman glint of pure malevolence.
"This subordinate pays homage to the Supreme One!"
As though reborn into another being, the Flame Heavenly Emperor knelt on one knee, his gaze toward Gu Qingfan filled with fanatical reverence—as if beholding the progenitor of demons himself.
The other Heavenly Emperors witnessing this scene were struck speechless, an unspeakable dread spreading through their hearts.
When they had seen the Flame Heavenly Emperor defeated, their fury had been boundless—millions of years of waiting, their hopes of resurrection dashed. Who wouldn’t rage?
But now, seeing the once-mighty Flame Heavenly Emperor kneel in submission, calling another his master, they felt only terror. Trembling fear.
Those who ascended to become Heavenly Emperors were peerless geniuses, the supreme talents of their eras.
Such beings did not fear death. But they feared what had befallen the Flame Heavenly Emperor—reduced to a puppet, stripped of dignity, a fate worse than death.
Ignoring their shock, Gu Qingfeng turned his attention to the Flame Heavenly Emperor.
"Attack me with your full power."
"As you command, Supreme One!"
The demonized Flame Heavenly Emperor rose like an automaton, his hands swiftly forming seals.
The Wheel of Life and Death, the Dao of Flames—the Mystic Flame of Life and Death manifested once more!
"What is he doing?!"
A Heavenly Emperor gasped.
"Wasn’t the Flame Heavenly Emperor enslaved? Why is he attacking Gu... no, the Heavenly Emperor Gu?"
"Has he broken free of control?!"
Boom—!
Resplendent light of life and death illuminated the void, and invisible flames surged forth, their overwhelming presence drowning billions of miles of emptiness—Gu Qingfeng’s figure vanishing within the cataclysmic force.
For a fleeting moment, the Heavenly Emperors dared to hope.
But then the radiance dispersed, revealing Gu Qingfeng—utterly unharmed.
With a faint smirk, he raised a pale, slender hand and snapped his fingers.
A flickering flame, woven of black and white, danced upon his fingertip.
The Mystic Flame of Life and Death!
Examining it with amusement, he murmured, "Fascinating power. Even stronger than before. 'Corruption brings strength'—the ancients spoke true."
The Heavenly Emperors’ eyes nearly bulged from their sockets at the sight.
"That... that’s the Flame Heavenly Emperor’s Mystic Flame of Life and Death!"
"That flame was tempered through a hundred cycles of reincarnation—a fire capable of reversing life and death! How can Heavenly Emperor Gu wield it?!"
These were not fools. They had lived for eons, their knowledge vast.
Seeing the flame in Gu Qingfeng’s grasp and recalling his earlier actions, realization struck.
"Could it be... Heavenly Emperor Gu possesses an ability to absorb his enemies’ attacks?"
The ember of hope reignited in their hearts. The Flame Heavenly Emperor himself mattered little—what they truly sought was the Mystic Flame of Life and Death.
Whether it was wielded by the Flame Heavenly Emperor or Gu Qingfeng mattered not, so long as their resurrection remained possible.
As for whether Gu Qingfeng would grant them rebirth, the Heavenly Emperors were unconcerned.
Their goals aligned—the Heavenly Dao. Bound by its laws, even Heavenly Emperors could not achieve true immortality. None could resist the lure of eternal life.
Though Gu Qingfeng was undying, he remained shackled by the Heavenly Dao, even imprisoned by it for countless ages. A man of his temperament would never let such a grudge go unavenged.
And the Heavenly Dao was no foe to face alone.
Thus, the Heavenly Emperors believed that though their path to resurrection had twisted and turned, the end would be just.
"Leave the Void Battlefield," Gu Qingfeng commanded.
The Flame Heavenly Emperor bowed deeply, then voluntarily conceded defeat and withdrew.
The moment he departed, the Void Battlefield trembled—and with it, the entire Emperor’s Path!
The cosmos quaked, stars flaring in their billions as a dazzling, multicolored radiance engulfed the Emperor’s Path, spilling even into the Cangming Realm beyond.
Divine light wove through the heavens, illuminating the Cangming Realm like the most glorious fireworks of this golden age.
A sacred chorus resounded—echoes of ancient rites, the chants of three thousand divine demons hymning in unison.
Across the Cangming Realm, countless beings stirred with excitement.
They felt the heavens shift—an omen recorded only in ancient texts: the Coronation of a Heavenly Emperor!
A new sovereign was ascending!
"Has the Heavenly Emperor been decided?!"
"The struggle for the Emperor’s Path has reached its end! Who has seized the Mandate of Heaven?"
"Let it be a human! It must be a human Heavenly Emperor!" Some among mankind fell to their knees in prayer.
Factions across the realm prayed fervently that their own would rise to supremacy.
...
At the end of the Emperor’s Path, upon the Void Battlefield, the heavens rained sweet dew as golden lotuses bloomed from the earth—auspicious signs heralding a grand celestial celebration.
And then, the guest of honor descended.
A lotus—neither wholly real nor illusory, crystalline in its perfection, radiant beyond compare.
"The Mandate of Heaven!"
A Heavenly Emperor gasped.
In that instant, greed and longing flickered in their eyes.
Though each had once borne the Mandate, it was precisely because they had tasted its power that they craved it all the more.
To wield the Mandate was to know true omnipotence—to feel the heavens bend to one’s will, where every word became law, every desire reality.
Yet for all their yearning, the Heavenly Emperors could only watch from beyond the Void Battlefield as the Mandate drifted gently down...
And settled upon Gu Qingfeng.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
