In stark contrast stood the White-Haired Great Emperor, who had already reached the end of his strength and was prepared to sacrifice himself for the sake of the realm, along with the three Quasi-Emperors.
At that moment, an unbelievable radiance suddenly burst from their dim eyes!
“The fluctuations of the plundering formation outside have stopped?”
“Reinforcements! An unparalleled expert has struck from beyond the realm and slain those extraterrestrial fiends in an instant!”
The delirious joy of surviving certain death poured into their parched hearts like sweet rain.
The White-Haired Great Emperor’s spirit soared. The ancient sword in his hand, which had nearly gone dark, once again radiated a faint glimmer, forcing back the Void Immortal before him—who had momentarily slowed his assault in shock—by half a step.
And it was precisely in that instant, when the situation within and beyond the realm underwent a drastic change and everyone’s hearts were shaken—
Buzz!
Above the shattered firmament of the Canglan Realm, space rippled gently like the surface of water.
There was no earth-shaking commotion, nor any pressure capable of tearing the void apart.
Several figures simply appeared above the Imperial Pass, as casually as if they were strolling through a courtyard.
Their arrival was so natural and so tranquil that the clamorous battlefield instantly fell into an eerie silence.
The four Void Immortals’ pupils contracted sharply, and every hair on their bodies stood on end!
From this white-robed man, they sensed an unfathomable emptiness more suffocating than death itself!
Gu Changge’s gaze fell upon the four Void Immortals.
He said nothing and made no move.
He merely looked at them.
With that single glance, his words became law, as though invisible threads of law had been severed in an instant.
The terror on the four Void Immortals’ faces froze. Their bodies, along with the immortal weapons they had summoned and the immortal radiance protecting them—
Like drawings erased by a rubber, they began to disintegrate inch by inch from their feet, transforming into the purest motes of spiritual energy before silently dispersing into the world.
They did not even have time to utter a scream.
The Void Immortals had fallen!
The entire process was terrifyingly silent.
It was as though Gu Changge had merely brushed away a speck of dust that had never existed on his robes.
Only then did that ultimate shock, like a delayed tsunami, finally engulf the minds of the survivors.
Thud!
The White-Haired Great Emperor, exhausted in body and spirit and holding on by sheer force of will, finally snapped after seeing the threat erased with such effortless ease.
He could no longer hold himself up. The ancient sword slipped from his hand, and he dropped to one knee, coughing up mouthfuls of dark-golden imperial blood. His aura flickered like a dying candle in the wind.
With great difficulty, he raised his head. His gaze first settled upon Gu Changge in the sky, filled with boundless awe and gratitude.
Then his eyes shifted, carrying indescribable excitement and disbelief—
And a trace of hope that had endured across countless ages—
Before finally locking onto Ling Xi.
He was no longer looking at a powerful reinforcement.
He was looking at the faith he had yearned for through countless years!
Summoning the last of his strength, the White-Haired Great Emperor asked in a hoarse, trembling voice the question he had kept buried in his heart—a question he had nearly believed would never be answered:
“You… You are…”
His voice was hoarse, every word seemingly wrung from the last reserves of his strength, each one trembling violently.
“Great Emperor! Is it really you? Have you returned?!”
Ling Xi looked at the white-haired Great Emperor before her—his imperial robes stained with blood, his strength nearly exhausted—and waves she could barely suppress stirred within her cool, clear eyes.
Ever since she shattered the world barrier and entered the Immortal Domain, only to be slain there, she had awoken to find herself reborn in the Profound Yellow Great World.
She had thought that only a few decades had passed. Never had she imagined that thousands of years had already gone by!
The youth who had once hidden in the ruins, his eyes filled with both defiance and fear—
had now become a Great Emperor, shouldering the weight of an entire realm.
She slowly descended and walked over to him. Then she knelt before him, gazing at him with gentle eyes.
As if crossing the endless river of time, she saw the days when she had once guided him.
She nodded lightly. Her voice carried a faint, almost imperceptible tremor, yet her affirmation was utterly certain:
“It’s me. Little Ye, I’m back.”
Those words—“Little Ye”—rang out like thunder beside the White-Haired Great Emperor’s ears, and within the hearts of the three other Quasi-Emperors who struggled to look over as well!
How many years had it been since anyone had called him by that name?
It was a memory buried beneath the dust of time, belonging solely to him and Her Majesty!
“Great Emperor, it really is you!!”
The White-Haired Great Emperor, Ye Lingxiao—the emperor who guarded the final line of defense of the Canglan Realm, who had never retreated even when facing a True Immortal—
at this moment, wept like a child. Tears instantly burst forth, rolling down his face amid the blood and grime.
He tried to salute her, but Ling Xi gently pressed a hand against his shoulder.
Ling Xi looked at him, her eyes filled with both pride and heartache. She gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said softly:
“It’s been so long. Back then, you were just a little boy I found in the ruins—so poor you couldn’t even eat your fill.
“And now you’ve grown into a Great Emperor who protects an entire realm and stands alone against all its trials.
“You’ve done well, Little Ye. Better than I ever could have imagined.”
Ye Lingxiao was unable to speak through his sobs. He could only shake his head vigorously, then nod just as desperately.
A thousand words clogged his throat, ultimately becoming nothing more than a single choked, tearful cry:
“Great Emperor…”
The other three Quasi-Emperors also struggled to their feet. Ignoring their injuries, they bowed respectfully and excitedly in Ling Xi’s direction, tears streaming down their aged faces.
“Welcome back, Great Emperor!”
They had all once been generals under Ling Xi’s command. Now, they were the heroic souls guarding her homeland.
Ling Xi looked at them, her gaze sweeping across their shattered imperial weapons and bodies covered in wounds. Sorrow and pride intertwined within her heart.
“Rise. You’ve worked hard.”
Gu Changge stood silently in the air, quietly watching this reunion between old friends.
Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, and the others were deeply moved as well, and they silently stood guard nearby.
Yet the hand Ling Xi had placed on Ye Lingxiao’s shoulder clearly felt the body of the Great Emperor who had once stood alone against powerful foes.
The source of his life was like a guttering candle in the wind, flickering fitfully. He had already reached the brink of complete exhaustion.
The dark-golden imperial blood within him—every drop containing the purest essence of his Emperor’s Path—was now nearly drained dry.
“Little Ye, you…”
Before Ling Xi could finish speaking, the breath Ye Lingxiao had been forcing himself to hold seemed finally to reach its limit.
The unnatural flush brought about by his overwhelming joy and excitement quickly faded from his face, leaving it ashen and lifeless.
He parted his lips, seemingly wanting to give Ling Xi a smile to show her that he was fine. But before that smile could take shape, it froze in place.
The light that had rekindled in his eyes at Ling Xi’s return faded as swiftly as the ebbing tide, leaving behind only bottomless exhaustion and relief.
“You’re back… that’s… enough…”
His voice was as faint as a thread, every word nearly inaudible, yet filled with the contentment of one who had no regrets left.
It was as though his countless years of steadfast vigil, this battle in which he had burned away his imperial fate, had found their ultimate meaning in that whispered sentence.
His back began to stoop uncontrollably. He could no longer maintain his seated posture, and his body slowly sagged to one side.
“Little Ye!”
For the first time, a trace of panic entered Ling Xi’s cold, clear voice.
She tried to support him, only to sense that the last remnants of life within him were collapsing like a breached dam.
This was neither injury nor poison, but the utter exhaustion of his Dao foundation and life essence—a desperate predicament beyond even her, a reincarnated Great Emperor, to remedy!
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.”
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
