The Rebirth of a Celestial Emperor

Three days later.

Gu Qingfeng gradually adapted to life in the Demon Suppression Division. It was a strange feeling; everything around him felt so familiar yet alien.

It was real, yet carried a faint sense of unreality.

Although he had initially adapted, Gu Qingfeng faintly felt in his heart that he seemed to have forgotten something, something very important.

On this day, the sun shone brightly, scorching like fire.

Gu Qingfeng put on his uniform as a jailer of the Demon Suppression Prison and, following the route in his memory, walked to the gloomy and terrifying Demon Suppression Prison he remembered.

He looked up at the bright plaque, which had three large characters written with vigorous strokes: Demon Suppression Prison.

He felt slightly dazed.

In his daze, he walked into the Demon Suppression Prison.

Cold, damp, and dense demonic energy rushed at his face, accompanied by the faint roars of demons in his ears.

Today was his shift.

He looked at the cold and dark environment around him, silently recalling what Zhang Zheng had said before.

According to Zhang Zheng, he had fallen for a corpse charm's illusion, opened the cell door, followed in the footsteps of previous jailers, and after entering the cell, was almost drained of his blood by the corpse charm.

Fortunately, the other guards of the Demon Suppression Prison found out in time and saved him, sparing him from death.

"Is it a dream?" Gu Qingfeng muttered to himself. "But this dream is too real. I keep feeling like I've forgotten something. What exactly is it?"

He walked deeper into the Demon Suppression Prison according to his memory and stopped in front of a cell.

Locked in the cell was a delicate and stunningly beautiful woman.

It was precisely the ever-changing Little Corpse Charm.

"My lord, I didn't mean it earlier. I was just too excited and couldn't control myself. I'm so beautiful, you will definitely forgive me, right?" the Little Corpse Charm pouted and said pitifully.

Gu Qingfeng didn't speak, but silently stared at her.

After a long time, he finally opened his mouth and asked, "Do you know how to do a skimpy dance?"

The Little Corpse Charm was stunned upon hearing this, seemingly not understanding what he meant.

Just as she was about to say something, Gu Qingfeng had already left, like a passing traveler.

He went to the next cell.

At the cell door was a creepy, bloodshot large eyeball.

"My lowly servant, come over here and open the door!" the Eye Demon clamored.

Poke!

"Ah! My eye!!"

Gu Qingfeng didn't speak; he just poked the other party's eyeball and left.

Then to the next cell.

"Young man, come here," an old voice called out.

Gu Qingfeng stopped in his tracks.

He saw a doddering, white-haired, and amiable old man locked in the cell.

The old man smiled and said, "Young man, are you also here to collect talisman materials?"

Gu Qingfeng nodded.

The old man said slowly, "It seems the battles for your Demon Suppression Division have been tight lately. I remember the last time materials were collected was half a month ago. I didn't expect them to be used up so quickly."

After speaking, he reached into his loose robes and seemed to tug forcefully. A flash of stinging pain crossed his kind face.

"Here you go, young man."

Gu Qingfeng took the tree bark.

The old man added, "Young man, if you are not in a hurry to report back, how about listening to an old man tell a story?"

Hearing these familiar words, Gu Qingfeng smiled faintly. "How about you listen to my story instead?"

.......

Several hours later.

Gu Qingfeng finished telling his story to the old man.

The old man looked at him with an expression of absurdity and disbelief.

"Are you saying that you will become the World-Destroying Demon Emperor in the future? And that I am just a stepping stone on your path to success? Who exactly are you? How do you know that the Wood King Sword was buried by me in the Mountain God Temple?!"

Gu Qingfeng smiled faintly and didn't speak, but turned and left.

He....... got off work.

After returning to his residence, he recalled what he had seen and heard today, and already had some guesses in his heart.

Currently, there were three possibilities.

First, everything from before was just a dream.

Second, he might have fallen under the illusion of the Dao Lord.

Third, the Dao Lord sent him back to the past.

In the current timeline, the Locust Tree Demon had never spoken of the whereabouts of the Wood King Sword. That was information he had interrogated out of the Locust Tree Demon only after he obtained the system back then.

But when he mentioned the Wood King Sword, the Locust Tree Demon appeared extremely shocked.

"Could I have returned to the past?" Gu Qingfeng muttered to himself.

"It's just that in this past, the system is gone."

"Without the system, what do I have left?"

"I only have countless immortal arts and divine abilities left, Immortal King arts, Immortal Venerable arts, and even Immortal Emperor arts, as well as all my memories of the future, all the fortuitous encounters and treasure troves in this world, knowledge of the future historical trends, and all the world's secrets. Oh right, and the supreme demonic path I forged myself.

Other than that, it seems I really have nothing else. Sigh......."

Gu Qingfeng sighed.

He knew this world too well, because after he ascended to the Cangming Realm, he turned this world into a world in his palm, just like his own backyard.

That was why he dared to say that he knew all the fortuitous encounters and treasure troves, and was almost omniscient.

Even the rules of this world had long been thoroughly analyzed by him. With his strength as an Immortal Emperor back then, the rules of a mere minor thousand world were as simple as looking at the lines on his palm.

Archimedes once said: Give me a fulcrum, and I can pry up the whole earth.

Gu Qingfeng was exactly like that now. He truly had this fulcrum. With just a tiny fraction of power, he could leverage the rules of the entire world and even control the Heavenly Dao.

However, it was a pity that he didn't even have that tiny fraction of power right now.

Because right now, he was only at the Third Level of Qi Gathering.

He thought for a moment, then casually found a supreme immortal art suitable for foundation building in his memories, the Chaos Fortune Great Brahma Life and Death Mystic Art, and began to cultivate.

In just a moment, the surrounding heaven and earth vital energy poured madly into Gu Qingfeng's body like a breached river.

His cultivation base was seen growing madly at a visible rate.

Fourth Level of Qi Gathering, Fifth Level, Sixth Level....... First Level of Inner Qi, Second Level...... True Qi Realm...... Astral Qi Realm, Grandmaster Realm!

In just one hour, Gu Qingfeng returned to the realm of a Terrestrial Grandmaster! And at the peak!

"As expected, the immortal arts of the Eternal True Realm are simply a dimensional strike against a minor thousand world."

Gu Qingfeng did not continue cultivating because his body couldn't quite take it anymore.

Realms below the Grandmaster Realm were very easy to break through because they were all about refining qi. To put it bluntly, it was the continuous qualitative transformation of the vital energy in the body. With immortal arts, he didn't need to undergo qualitative transformation at all. If it weren't for the fact that the concentration of heaven and earth vital energy in this world was too low, he could even directly cultivate immortal spiritual qi.

Feeling the power unique to the peak of the Grandmaster Realm in his body, a strange smile appeared on Gu Qingfeng's face.

"What is this? An Immortal Emperor reborn? Or an Immortal Emperor with a prophet cheat."