Chapter 61: Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin! The Arrival of the Supreme Horror of Fantasy! [10W/2]

And the gods... had not appeared on the Continent of Soul Beasts for many, many years! For a long time, the strongest beings to appear on the Continent of Soul Beasts were merely the Limit Douluos, which were the legendary rank 99.

Any existence surpassing rank 99 was naturally a god! But gods... how could there be so many of them?

Aside from the divine trials passed down among the populace through the ages, no one had ever actually seen a god.

Hu Liena was also one of those people who had never laid eyes on a god.

Since she had never seen a god, she naturally did not hold a high reverence for gods. Although the Spirit Hall held the legacy of the legendary Angel God, Hu Liena was not a member of the Angel family.

Therefore, when Hu Liena first entered the chat group and saw Jiang Wang mention that pills could be exchanged for points if needed, she was the very first to respond! And she immediately put it into action.

It could only be said that her martial spirit was a celestial fox, constantly desiring to charm others.

Now... now Hu Liena probably regarded Jiang Wang as a supreme and lofty deity! If Jiang Wang told her to go left, she would not dare to go right! If he told her to die, she would likely hesitate for only a moment before seeking her own death.

Without a doubt, the degree to which her martial spirit had now evolved had shocked not only herself, but even her master, the current ruler of the Spirit Hall, the Pope herself.

Presently, the Pope was pouring all resources into cultivating Hu Liena. As for the reason behind this cultivation, no one knew; even Hu Liena herself did not know. She only knew that her teacher treated her far better than before.

Hu Liena said she did not need points for a reason. She had reached a peak state, having attained the pinnacle in all aspects. If she were to borrow points now, she had no idea what she would even use them to improve.

According to her teacher, her martial spirit was already one of the most powerful martial spirits in the entire martial continent, no... to be precise, the most powerful martial spirit, without exception.

Right now, the strength of her martial spirit even surpassed the Clear Sky Hammer of the Clear Sky School, one of the upper three sects! It was even stronger than those mutated martial spirits.

Old Celestial Master: "I would like to borrow about 30 points to purchase some materials for Bangu Pills."

In the chat group, the Old Celestial Master had always referred to himself in the traditional, humble manner. Given his age, using such self-referential terms when addressing Hu Liena, Qin Wuxu, and the others posed no problem at all.

Even if he spoke to Medusa in this manner, Medusa's personality would lead her not to care.

However, after Jiang Wang and Han Su of Wandering Earth joined the chat group, the Old Celestial Master felt that even if no one else said anything, continuing to use such self-referential terms felt somewhat disrespectful to the immortal and the Earth's will.

This was because, in the heart of the Old Celestial Master, both Jiang Wang and Han Su were ancient, deity-level figures of immense age.

Addressing himself with elderly humility in front of such figures always made the Old Celestial Master feel a bit ashamed, to the point where he simply stopped using those terms altogether.

As soon as the Old Celestial Master mentioned borrowing points to buy materials, another person could no longer sit still.

Nemesis of Mosquitoes: "@Old Celestial Master, Old Sir, shall we split the points fifty-fifty?"

The Old Celestial Master stood on no ceremony with Saitama.

Old Celestial Master: "Very well, Saitama. Fifty-fifty between us, and once the Bangu Pills are refined, we shall split them evenly."

Nemesis of Mosquitoes: "That's wonderful! Finally, I don't have to rush to grab discounted food!"

After a short while, everyone divided the nearly 4,000 points cleanly, borrowing every last one of them.

Since Jiang Wang had not specified when the points needed to be repaid, everyone knew that these points were essentially a gift from the immortal! Whenever everyone managed to gather the points in the future, repaying them then would be entirely fine.

It could be said that the repayment deadline for these points was... practically infinite.

Wandering Earth: "@Everyone, the points have all been distributed. Remember your respective borrowed amounts, and you must repay them once you gather the points in the future, otherwise friendship is off the table!"

Han Su's words were uttered with absolute righteousness.

This was the first task Jiang Wang had assigned her, and if she failed to complete it, not to mention how Jiang Wang might view her afterward, she would never be able to forgive herself.

Failing to handle even such a small matter well would not only辜负 the opportunity given by her teacher, but her status in the eyes of the chat group members would probably plummet by several levels.

Waste Prophet: "Ahhh! I... I haven't borrowed any yet! Ahhh! I just went out for a stroll, how come there are no points left?"

Wandering Earth: "@Waste Prophet, why didn't you say so earlier? I saw you were about to borrow some earlier, but you were nowhere to be found for ages, so I assumed you didn't need the points!"

Waste Prophet: "Wuwuwu, my points, my points!"

Queen of Snake-People: "Who borrowed the most?"

Golden Generation of Spirit Hall: "Why would anyone ask such a question? @Queen of Snake-People, you borrowed the most yourself!"

Queen of Snake-People: "I mean, aside from me, who borrowed the most points?"

I Am No God of War: "It is I!"

Waste Prophet: "@I Am No God of War, what on earth are you doing? Didn't I tell you? You haven't even evolved yet, why are you messing around with these things?! Ahhh, you're driving me crazy, I didn't even get to borrow any points, go and perish."

I Am No God of War: "Hehe, actually, I don't want the points for evolution. I just want to make my foundation even stronger."

Waste Prophet: "What do you mean?"

I Am No God of War: "I saw an item in the store that can enhance the foundational core of a Digimon. My digital core seems different from the one in the store, so I want to exchange for it and give it a try."

Waste Prophet: "How come I didn't see it in the store?"

I Am No God of War: "You didn't? Let me take a screenshot and show you."

With that, I Am No God of War took a screenshot and sent it to the chat group.

Upon seeing the core he intended to exchange for, the Waste Prophet Qin Wuxu paused slightly.

"Wait, the God of War Core?"

"Could this 'I Am No God of War' be Agumon from the Digital World? Agumon plus the God of War Core?"

Qin Wuxu suddenly thought of a special individual.

The true god of war of the Digital World.

Before her transmigration, Qin Wuxu was a girl who frequented various entertainment circles, a hardcore second-dimension obsessed patient.

Of course, her "second dimension" was not the conventional anime sense, but a generalized "second dimension" encompassing dimensions outside the third, such as the worlds of cinema.

Qin Wuxu knew of Agumon's existence all too well; she had watched the Digimon anime in her childhood.

Precisely because she had watched the Digimon anime, Qin Wuxu understood it thoroughly, knowing what Agumon evolved into.

Its most powerful stage was WarGreymon. Going any further to evolve independently was impossible; it had to rely on the power of MetalGarurumon.

It could be said that WarGreymon was Agumon's ultimate form!

However, WarGreymon was not actually all that powerful among Mega-level Digimon, ranking only at a mid-tier level among all Mega-level Digimon—mediocre, neither the best nor the worst.

Because of this, WarGreymon's initial combat power was not particularly favored.

All kinds of powerful Digimon could easily crush WarGreymon; Omegamon, Alphamon... a series of Digimon could beat WarGreymon down.

Yet, about three or four years before Qin Wuxu transmigrated, the rebooted Digimon anime was released.

There, Qin Wuxu witnessed a new WarGreymon, a completely brand-new WarGreymon.

No, to be precise, it wasn't WarGreymon, but should be called VictoryGreymon!

What was the concept of VictoryGreymon? Unless hindered by plot armor, this thing could single-handedly suppress and beat up the higher-tier Digimon Omegamon.

Millenniummon, Machinedramon—those were nothing! None of them could withstand three strikes from VictoryGreymon.

Qin Wuxu had previously thought Agumon was just an ordinary Digimon, and even as the protagonist, probably just one of those minor characters tagging along behind Tai in the early days of Adventure.

After all, the initial Agumon wasn't really impressive, and you could say the protagonist group as a whole wasn't either.

From Tai to T.K., from start to finish, practically none of them could stand alone; they were all chased around by the villains.

Unlike later on.

In the later stages of the plot, aside from Tai, who held the Crest of Courage, all the other chosen children were essentially just rendering background service.

Tai and VictoryGreymon, a duo leaving a trail of sparks wherever they walked, hacking their way through and overturning almost all the villains.

No way? Qin Wuxu was somewhat surprised.

Could this Agumon be that very VictoryGreymon that overthrew all the villains?

Oh!

If that were the case, several powerful figures had emerged in the chat group.

Medusa's situation was currently unclear, but she was definitely stronger than her.

Hu Liena was uncertain and could be ignored.

The Old Celestial Master, Uchiha Obito, Spider-Man, and others could also be ignored.

In that case, those stronger than her in the chat group would be Medusa, teacher Saitama, Han Su of Wandering Earth, and a potential Agumon—the future VictoryGreymon.

As for Jiang Wang... Jiang Wang had automatically been excluded by Qin Wuxu.

In Qin Wuxu's eyes, Jiang Wang was a lofty immortal lord, and as for strength... she was simply not qualified to compare with him. Talking about strength was nothing short of an insult.

Waste Prophet: "@I Am No God of War, have you already bought it?"

I Am No God of War: "@Waste Prophet, yes. I still have some points left. It seems I had a discount; when I was buying it just now, the store prompt said I met the criteria for the God of War data core, so it gave me a twenty percent discount. I saved a lot of points."

Waste Prophet: "Hmm? Lend it to me, please!"

I Am No God of War: "Sure, but you'll have to repay that portion of the points yourself."

Waste Prophet: "Of course! Lend it to me, lend it to me, I need to buy things! I can't wait anymore."

Queen of Snake-People: "@I Am No God of War, lend it to me, I'll repay one and a half times!"

Waste Prophet: "No way, Sister, you're competing with me over this? Is there any need?"

Queen of Snake-People: "Earth-tier "Mantra" flames are not enough, I want even stronger flames. Just over 2,000 points aren't enough, let me have this time, and next time you need help, I will definitely help you."

Waste Prophet: "Really?"

Queen of Snake-People: "Really! One hundred percent real! You only need to ask, and within my capabilities, I will definitely help."

Waste Prophet: "Swear it to me again to see if it's true! I want you to swear before the immortal lord!"

Queen of Snake-People: "..."

Queen of Snake-People: "@Guard of the South Heavenly Gate, with the immortal lord as witness, I, Medusa, Queen of the Snake-People, promise the Waste Prophet today! From now on, whenever she needs help, within my capabilities, I will definitely assist!"

Guard of the South Heavenly Gate: "..."

Waste Prophet: "Hehe, sorry, immortal lord, only by swearing before you can I believe she is sincere!"

Guard of the South Heavenly Gate: "..."

Queen of Snake-People: "@Waste Prophet, is this satisfactory?"

Waste Prophet: "Fine then, I'll yield to you! Remember next time, if I'm in trouble, within your capabilities, help me out, okay?"

Queen of Snake-People: "Rest assured, I keep my promises."

[Ding-dong! Welcome new member Ye Little Dark Skin to the chat group!]

Just as I Am No God of War transferred the points to Medusa, the chat group suddenly chimed with a notification.

Another new member had joined the chat group.

Queen of Snake-People: "A new person has arrived, welcome, welcome."

Waste Prophet: "Welcome to the new member."

I Am No God of War: "Welcome newcomer, I'm a newcomer too."

Nemesis of Mosquitoes: "Welcome newcomer."

Old Celestial Master: "Welcome newcomer."

Golden Generation of Spirit Hall: "Welcome newcomer, I am Hu Liena, hello."

Guard of the South Heavenly Gate: "Welcome."

Ye Little Dark Skin: "Ah, where is this? Transmigrating and throwing all this at me, it's making me a bit lost."

Waste Prophet: "Ye Little Dark Skin? What is your real name?"

Ye Little Dark Skin: "Why should I tell you my real name? Give me a reason."

Waste Prophet: "A reason? The reason is that if you tell me, I can tell you your future."

Ye Little Dark Skin: "You can know my future?"

Waste Prophet: "If you are the Ye Black I know, then absolutely!"

Old Celestial Master: "Miss Wuxu, have you encountered another group member whose future you know?"

Waste Prophet: "Yes."

Golden Generation of Spirit Hall: "What is the newcomer's background? @Waste Prophet, do tell."

Waste Prophet: "How would I know who he is! If he isn't the person I know, I wouldn't know his future either."

Ye Little Dark Skin: "My name is Ye Fan, do you know me? @Waste Prophet."

Waste Prophet: "It really is you! Absurd."

Queen of Snake-People: "What's wrong with him? Is there a problem?"

Ye Black was currently feeling quite miserable.

After inexplicably witnessing the incredible sight of nine dragons pulling a coffin, he had been brought to some inexplicable place.

Mars or somewhere else? He wasn't clear.

He only knew that this was the most speechless and helpless moment of his life.

Though accompanied by classmates, everyone had their own hidden agendas and were simply not traveling the same path!

Nor could they become companions on the same road.

Ye Black could understand this much.

After all, who didn't have a few personal motives?

Even he had a chaotic mind, with many thoughts surfacing that would never have occurred to him before.

Prophet...

Prophet.

He hoped that the prophet in the mysterious chat group could truly foretell his future.

Ye Black thought to himself.

However... could a prophet who called herself a waste really foresee the future of others?

And judging by everyone's chats, every person seemed to be in a different world.

Since that was the case, how on earth did a prophet residing in another universe manage to probe the future of a living being in a different world?

Could she be some terrifying entity capable of traversing time, space, and universes to investigate other worlds?

Having experienced a brief "space tour," Ye Black's imagination was running quite wild now.

He could think of all sorts of bizarre things and even rationalize his weird train of thought.

As for...

Ye Black entered the chat group again to look at his nickname.

What on earth was this ghost of a name?

Why had his nickname become "Ye Little Dark Skin"? It sounded rather strange.

Ye Little Dark Skin: "@Waste Prophet, Prophet, can you tell me my future? If possible."

Waste Prophet: "Your name really is Ye Fan?"

Old Celestial Master: "Miss Wuxu seems particularly concerned with the newcomer's name."

Queen of Snake-People: "It must be some extraordinary figure, otherwise she wouldn't act like this."

Golden Generation of Spirit Hall: "Hahaha, Medusa understands Wuxu so well."

I Am No God of War: "The newcomer's name is just as strange as mine, hehe."

Golden Generation of Spirit Hall: "Little Dark Skin, it somehow feels like a rather unfavorable moniker."

Waste Prophet: "It's because of this nickname that I felt a bit odd about who he was; Little Dark Skin always makes me think of a certain someone."

Ye Little Dark Skin: "Who is that certain someone? My name really is Ye Fan."

Qin Wuxu was completely dumbfounded.

"Absurd!"

"Another big shot has actually come into the chat group."

"The immortal lord is already lofty and beyond mortal gaze, how did another major figure arrive?"

"I wonder who is stronger between the immortal lord and Ye Black. I used to often see debates between the primordial flow and the fantasy flow; if the two of them revealed their true forms and fought a match, it would probably shut a lot of people up."

Qin Wuxu, curled up on the sofa, had been having a rather hard time lately.

Because she had accidentally detonated a waste pill she ate earlier and thrashed several fierce beasts, the higher-ups of the entire base city had discovered her as a top-tier powerhouse.

The higher-ups of the base city had frequently sought her out recently, wanting her to join the inner circle of power.

Qin Wuxu had zero desire to go!

Because going meant responsibility!

The responsibility of defending the base city!

Consequently, the time she could spend chatting in the group every day was drastically reduced.

Whether the chat group was useful to her or the identity of a base city defender was useful to her... in this aspect, Qin Wuxu didn't even need to think about it! She chose the chat group directly.

As a result, Qin Wuxu had been extremely irritable lately.

She wanted to become powerful, yet she didn't want to get tangled up with the base city's higher-ups.

After all, her current power was a fake power.

That burst of strength was purely due to Jiang Wang's waste pill.

If she had to face fierce beasts again now, her bluff would immediately be called.

Fortunately, the aura of a powerhouse had deterred the base city's higher-ups, otherwise she would probably have been manipulated by now.

"Sigh, the immortal lord probably doesn't think much of me for the time being, how on earth can I become stronger?"

Qin Wuxu sighed.

Thinking of the newly joined Ye Black made her even more melancholic, because this Ye Black was clearly not the Ye Black of the future.

If it were the future Ye Black, he wouldn't speak in such a flippant manner.

If it were the future Ye Black, she would have gone to hug his thighs long ago.

The Ye Black who became the Heavenly Emperor was covered in treasures; pulling out just about anything could sustain her for a long time.

"Ahhhhh! I'm dying of envy for Han Su! Why did she manage to win the favor of the immortal lord just like that?!"

After complaining for a while, Qin Wuxu re-entered the chat group.

Waste Prophet: "@Ye Little Dark Skin, what is your current situation? Just left Earth? Have you reached Mars yet? Or have you already entered the Big Dipper Star Domain?"

Ye Black, who was currently on Mars, was taken aback.

His group had been taken away from Earth by the bronze coffin, and everyone currently harbored their own thoughts.

Upon arriving on Mars, everyone discovered the ruins of the Daleiyin Temple on the surface, and amidst great shock, they began to wonder where the bronze coffin was taking them.

As a prominent figure on campus, Ye Black managed to put on a calm and collected facade, being the first to regain his composure.

Only...

He looked with startled suspicion at the chat logs of the chat group, feeling somewhat foolish.

He never expected that the prophet in the group was a genuine prophet.

The information revealed in a single sentence was simply too much.

However... what kind of place was the Big Dipper Star Domain?

Ye Black fell into contemplation.

Could it be that the bronze coffin was taking them to the Big Dipper Star Domain? Did the Big Dipper Star Domain exist in the same universe as Earth? Or was it an entirely new world?

Ye Black did not know.

Right now, the only one who could answer him was probably this prophet.

Ye Little Dark Skin: "@Waste Prophet, I am on Mars, and I have seen the ruins of the Daleiyin Temple. May I ask... what is going on? Will I die? And where is the Big Dipper Star Domain?"

Waste Prophet: "Ah, Heavenly Emperor Ye, your mindset isn't up to par! In the future, you are going to be the Heavenly Emperor! You mustn't lose your nerve! The Big Dipper Star Domain is where all your journeys begin, don't be afraid."

Ye Little Dark Skin: "It's not about being afraid or not, it's just that suddenly running into this kind of thing leaves me somewhat at a loss."

Queen of Snake-People: "Heavenly Emperor Ye? Quite a bold claim."

Golden Generation of Spirit Hall: "Indeed, the heavens are already vast enough; daring to call oneself Heavenly Emperor, one wonders how much weight they truly carry."

Guard of the South Heavenly Gate: "The newcomer has decent fortune, would you like to make a trade with me?"

Waste Prophet: "Immortal lord, I'm a newcomer too! I'm a little newbie as well, trade with me instead!"

Queen of Snake-People: "@Waste Prophet, acting cute is shameful."

Golden Generation of Spirit Hall: "What does acting cute mean?"

Old Celestial Master: "It seems to mean pretending to be young and naive. I've heard a few younger disciples explain it."

Waste Prophet: "@Old Celestial Master, hitting someone doesn't involve hitting the face, can we still be friends?"

Ye Little Dark Skin: "Uh, I wonder who this Guard of the South Heavenly Gate might be?"

Waste Prophet: "@Ye Little Dark Skin, you've asked the right person, let me tell you!"

Queen of Snake-People: "He didn't ask you, he asked the immortal lord."

Waste Prophet: "Listen well! @Guard of the South Heavenly Gate, this person here is a great senior in our group! Based on current observations, any crisis we encounter is probably something he can resolve."

Upon seeing Qin Wuxu's message, Ye Black remained silent for a long time.

Well-versed in mythological lore, he naturally knew that the guard of the South Heavenly Gate was no mere nobody as ordinary people might think.

On the contrary, to his knowledge, the guards of the South Heavenly Gate... should be the Four Heavenly Kings, right?

Those four Heavenly Kings possessed immense might.

Jinguo Tianwang, Zengzhang Tianwang, Guangmu Tianwang, and Duowen Tianwang—regardless of which one it was, each possessed extraordinary divine authority.

Jinguo Tianwang was a firm supporter of moderate Daoist philosophy, entering through the path of music; it was said that any evildoer who heard the sound of Jinguo Tianwang's pipa would be reformed.

Zengzhang Tianwang reportedly symbolized wisdom, capable of severing all worldly worries of living beings with the sword of wisdom in his hand.

Guangmu Tianwang naturally possessed myriad transformation abilities and was also the guardian of the dragon race, having an extremely profound connection with dragons.

As for Duowen Tianwang, he was a born Dao cultivator who single-mindedly pursued the Dao, remaining immune to external interference! Even demon gods could not encroach upon him, and evil spirits could not taint him.

Yet...

Were these immortal, divine entities merely illusory figures existing within volumes of strange tales?

Ye Black had originally thought so, but the moment he laid eyes on the Great Daleiyin Temple, he knew... the worldview he had previously learned, thought, and formed had long since collapsed.

The existence of immortals and gods didn't seem like such a big deal anymore!

Even so, being in the same chat group with an immortal still brought a slight sense of oddity.

Wait a minute!

This prophet still hadn't told me what was going to happen in the future.

Ye Black suddenly realized that Qin Wuxu had beaten around the bush for so long and completely steered him away from the topic.

What happened to foretelling the future? Why did a whole string of chat logs suddenly shift to introducing that immortal lord?

Could my future be related to this immortal? Ye Black pondered thoughtfully.

Looking at the nearly screen-filling chat logs in the group, a slight thread of black lines fell across Ye Black's forehead; he always felt that the members of the chat group weren't quite orthodox.

And... an immortal actually took a fancy to him at a glance, saying they wanted to make a trade with him?

Ye Black even doubted whether this immortal was a real immortal! How could a true immortal so easily trust someone?

Which immortal was this amiable?

In Ye Black's impression, apart from certain earthly deities, most immortals were symbols of absolute justice to ordinary mortals.

Especially those heavenly laws and rules, which were impassable chasms.

Yet precisely because of that absolute justice, immortals and gods lost much of their human touch; deities without a human touch felt more like stones placed by the roadside.

No matter how you looked at it, they were just rocks, and would not change anything regardless of whether you were livestock or a human being.

Thinking of this, Ye Black decided to reject the "immortal" first.

No matter what the future held, it was best to remain cautious for the present moment.

From the bronze coffin to the Great Daleiyin Temple... and now to this dimensional chat group.

Various bizarre events crowding together were truly hard to accept.

Ye Little Dark Skin: "@Guard of the South Heavenly Gate, thank you for the immortal lord's kind intentions, but I am currently all alone and truly have nothing of equivalent value to trade with you, I beg your forgiveness."

Ye Black's emotional intelligence was maxed out.

Regardless of whether the immortal in the prophet's words was real or fake, maintaining respect would never be a mistake.

One does not strike a smiling face, after all.

Jiang Wang, who was meditating in the side hall, saw the message sent by Ye Black, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

It could only be said that as expected of Heavenly Emperor Ye, he was sufficiently cautious.

Jiang Wang shook his head; he didn't really mind that Ye Black had rejected him outright.

Putting himself in those shoes, if he were in Ye Black's position, he would also have unhesitatingly rejected a transaction with an unknown immortal.

For no other reason than innate caution.

What was more, Jiang Wang knew very well that even without trading with him, by virtue of Ye Black's own abilities, he would sooner or later become the Heavenly Emperor, living for nine generations to become a Red Dust Immortal, and ultimately lifting the Heavenly Court up to ascend.

The only reason he wanted to trade with Ye Black was simply to forge a good affinity.

Perhaps there would be opportunities for cooperation in the future.

Since the other party had declined, Jiang Wang had nothing more to say.

Guard of the South Heavenly Gate: "No matter."

Ye Little Dark Skin: "Thank you for the immortal's understanding."

Waste Prophet: "@Ye Little Dark Skin, you big dummy, I have to scold you right now,反正 you're still a long way from becoming a Great Emperor anyway!"

Waste Prophet: "It's true you'll become a Great Emperor in the future, but making a transaction with the immortal lord right now could lay an extremely solid foundation for you, allowing you to become a Great Emperor even earlier, and perhaps many people who shouldn't have died wouldn't have to die!"

Queen of Snake-People: "No matter how powerful you become in the future, your operation just now looks rather foolish to me, truly a big dummy."

Golden Generation of Spirit Hall: "Does the immortal lord look very favorably upon the newcomer? Wuwuwu, why doesn't the immortal lord look favorably upon me."

Wandering Earth: "@Waste Prophet, how do you mean? Is he stronger than the teacher?"

Waste Prophet: "Earth Mama, you've learned how to dig pits for me now, haven't you?"

Wandering Earth: "Heehee."

Waste Prophet: "Actually, I don't know whether Ye Black will be stronger than the immortal lord when he reaches the end. However, one point is beyond doubt... even at his peak, Ye Black didn't live as long as the immortal lord."

Waste Prophet: "Let me calculate... ever since Ye Black began his Dao-proclaiming, then taking pills, studying the immortal essence accumulated by cultivators who lived out a second life on their own, observing the reversal of dead to living in undying medicine, comprehending the Chaos Great Dao, returning to the origin to leap out of chaos, and then the great dream through eternity, waking up from the great dream where his mortal identity experienced over 400 lifetimes of tempering his heart in the mortal world, cutting away his Sacred Body in the seventh life to live out an eighth... up to this point he should be 400,000 years old. By 550,000 years old, the upper limit of his lifespan in the eighth life stopped flowing with time, but by 600,000 years old, he still aged. By 640,000 years old, after self-inspection, his physical state was still capable of living out another life! Thus, he lived out his ninth life, and in his ninth life he lifted the Heavenly Court to slay the Undying Heavenly Emperor and complete his ascension, so counting it all up, his lifespan should be 720,000 years."

Queen of Snake-People: "Uh, I remember the immortal lord previously said that his current realm grants him a lifespan of over a million years, doesn't it?"

Old Celestial Master: "I recall the immortal lord's original words were a dozen Yuanhui. One Yuanhui is 129,600 years, so converted, it is indeed a lifespan of around a million years."

Ye Little Dark Skin: "What does that mean?"

Wandering Earth: "It means no matter how powerful an existence you eventually become, your own lifespan still won't be as long as my teacher's. Perhaps by the time you reach your peak, my teacher will have advanced to another realm, and his lifespan will skyrocket once again."

Ye Little Dark Skin: "?"

[Waste Prophet uploaded a memory copy!]

Waste Prophet: "Forget it, see for yourselves. One must say, Ye Black's experiences are quite spectacular!"

What was the most miserable thing in the world? It was knowing that I had already become the strongest, yet still falling short of someone else's longevity.

What kind of sense did that make?

Ye Black was speechless.

Even though he still didn't believe he could become the Heavenly Emperor spoken of by Qin Wuxu, hearing that a person who was likely himself had struggled and fought hard for a lifetime to become the strongest, only to find out his lifespan wasn't as long as someone else's... he couldn't help feeling a bit defeated.

"Ye Black, what are you daydreaming about?" His old classmate Pang Bo patted Ye Black on the shoulder, giving him a start.

He smiled awkwardly at Pang Bo: "It's nothing, just thought of some things and felt a bit worried."

Pang Bo's expression also dimmed.

Their group had been taken away from Earth by the bronze coffin, and their future life and death were uncertain; what leisure did they have left to ponder other matters?

"Fine then, I suppose I'm just unlucky. I thought I'd get to catch up with you all, but while we did meet up, we got hauled away by this ghost of a thing, sigh." Pang Bo sighed.

Ye Black said nothing.

There were thirty people in total inside the bronze coffin; who would want to be inexplicably packed into a coffin and carted away?

He downloaded the memory copy uploaded by Qin Wuxu.

Qin Wuxu's memory copy was simply too massive, so vast that Ye Black couldn't even process it all at once.

Frowning, he quickly cut off the download of the memory copy.

Fortunately, Qin Wuxu had been a prophet for a long time and knew how to categorize different memories.

For instance, the content Ye Black had already downloaded pertained to the ultimate fates of himself and his classmates.

"The fate of me and my classmates?" Ye Black hesitated.

He didn't dare to look.

According to the vague hints dropped by the prophet Qin Wuxu in the chat group...

In his future life, many people around him might die, and cracks might appear in the relationships with many people.

Perhaps... would Pang Bo as well? Ye Black glanced at Pang Bo beside him, his expression somewhat unnatural.

Pang Bo asked with puzzlement: "What's wrong with you? Pulling a face like that, it's quite frightening."

Ye Black forced a weak smile: "Nothing, let's discuss with everyone what to do next first."

"Alright then, sigh." Pang Bo shook his head helplessly.

...

"We don't know how much longer we'll have to stay in this coffin."

"Yeah, it's really vexing now."

"What should we do now? Are we just going to stay here all this time?"

"Who knows, take it one step at a time."

...

Ye Black listened quietly from the side without speaking.

Talking was meaningless.

Instead of wasting time on that, he might as well relax properly and check out the memory copy in his mind.

Because the content of the memory copy sent by Qin Wuxu was overly complex, he only looked at a portion concerning himself and his classmates.

Opening the memory copy, Ye Black fell into deep thought.

Because the very first memory made things a bit difficult for him.

The first memory concerned his ex-girlfriend... namely, Li Xiaoman.

Seeing this name stirred a slight palpitation in Ye Black's heart.

She...

Ye Black glanced at Li Xiaoman and shook his head.

Past bygones were not worth lingering over or fretting about anymore.

However, upon seeing the future concerning Li Xiaoman, Ye Black still felt a pang of pain.

Li Xiaoman, Ye Black's first-stage girlfriend, possessed a selfish and arrogant personality.

As Ye Black browsed through the memory copy uploaded by Qin Wuxu, flashes of bizarre light crossed his eyes.

"The prophet's memory copy is truly interesting." After flipping through a few pages, a somewhat unnatural smile suddenly hung on the corners of Ye Black's lips: "Li Xiaoman..."

In Qin Wuxu's memory copy, by the time the people in the bronze coffin finally arrived alive at the Big Dipper Star Domain, there were actually very few left alive.

Li Xiaoman was one of the luckier ones.

Unlike Ye Black, Li Xiaoman was chosen by the Ziyang Cave Heaven and nurtured as a core disciple.

Later, upon learning that Ye Black was the Primal Chaos Sacred Body, she showed no intention of helping him whatsoever.

When he saw this part, Ye Black actually felt nothing at all.

After all, she was an ex-girlfriend!

To put it nicely, they were the most familiar strangers; in truth, the two sides essentially lived without interacting again.

Yet, in the memory copy, Li Xiaoman even subjected him to cold ridiculing remarks, and later she even defected to Hua Yunfei, cultivating the Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art together, during which she tried to sabotage Ye Black time and time again.

It was simply the height of selfishness.

Seeing this, Ye Black had actually been disappointed in Li Xiaoman to the extreme.

He couldn't believe that the girl he once loved would do such a thing.

However, upon seeing Li Xiaoman's ultimate fate, Ye Black exhaled a relieved breath.

Because at the very end, Li Xiaoman ultimately did not completely disappoint him.

In Li Xiaoman's ending, Ye Black saw her refusing to help the Crocodile Ancestor seize his body, instead leaping into the Ancient Forbidden Abyss to become a slave of the ancient forbidden land.

"Whew, good thing... good thing." Ye Black breathed a sigh of relief.

He, Pang Bo, and Zhang Ziling were considered the three most resolute individuals among the thirty-odd people in the bronze coffin.

Once they made a decision, they would definitely see it through!

Having witnessed the various preceding events, Ye Black had actually already made up his mind!

If Li Xiaoman showed no change whatsoever in the prophet's memory copy, he truly wouldn't mind killing Li Xiaoman.

Yet, seeing that final scene... Ye Black hesitated, and ultimately did not make that decision.

"The current me... is perhaps not that version of myself from the prophet's memory copy yet." Ye Black shrugged his shoulders.

Without having experienced those things, taking someone's life was something he could not bring himself to do.

Pang Bo noticed Ye Black's unusual demeanor. He leaned in close to Ye Black's side and whispered, "What's wrong with you? Ever since just now, you've been staring at Li Xiaoman with such a vicious look! Let me advise you, don't do anything foolish; Li Xiaoman only found a boyfriend after breaking up with you, it's not like she cheated on you, you know!"

Ye Black gave Pang Bo a speechles look: "Nothing of the sort, just sit properly over there."

With that.

Ye Black resumed browsing the memory copy.

Next, what he viewed was the memory copy concerning Pang Bo.

As for the memory copy concerning Pang Bo... after reading halfway, Ye Black froze.

He hadn't expected there to be so many memories regarding Pang Bo.

What surprised him was that aside from the real Pang Bo accompanying his side, there was still a "Pang Bo" back on Earth fulfilling filial duties for his parents.

How wonderful.

At least better than the others.

After everyone else left, who knew when they would ever return.

Continuing to read further, Ye Black's expression grew increasingly bizarre.

Because he saw three names.

Liu Yunzhi, Li Changqing, and Wang Yan.

Liu Yunzhi was Ye Black's college classmate, possessing a certain background and financial resources at home.

However, this person was narrow-minded, harboring a deep conflict with Ye Black during their college years that had continued ever since.

In the memory copy, after everyone left Earth and arrived at the Big Dipper Star Domain, Liu Yunzhi targeted them repeatedly, even attempting to kill Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

Ultimately, at the edge of the Ancient Forbidden Land, he was thrown into a tiger's den to feed tigers by Ye Black and the others, though he did not actually die.

Instead, he was rescued by the divine thoughts of the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body and the Crocodile God. After being rescued, he lurked for over twenty years attempting to ambush Ye Black, only to be counter-killed in the end.

When he browsed the memory copy up to this point, Ye Black fell into complete silence.

As a normal, intelligent adult, Ye Black first considered two points.

First, whether or not to believe the prophecies given by the prophet.

Second, if he believed the prophet's prophecies, would it be feasible to immediately team up with Pang Bo to kill Liu Yunzhi, Li Changqing, and Wang Yan? Would it provoke hostility from the other classmates and cause unavoidable chaos?

Ye Black's gaze gradually grew quiet.

He was a man of action who never hesitated.

Hesitation leads to defeat; he always kept that phrase firmly engraved in his heart.