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C58 Immortal Emperor

The deeper he went, the more he revealed the imposing manner of the Devil Realm. It was strange, mysterious, and terrifying. For some reason, Qing Bai felt that every place was familiar to him, as if he had come here in a dream one day.

In his dream, Qing Bai had betrayed someone. For some reason, he had to take that person's heart blood.

In the end, Qing Bai still reached his hand into that person's chest and pulled it out.

What did that person say in the dream?

He said, "Since you want it, just tell me. I'll give you whatever you want."

The man's mouth was clearly curled up, but he seemed to be crying. Qing Bai could not bear to see him cry. He finally struggled to wake up. When he woke up, Ting Ao was still awake.

Ting Ao asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

How did he reply to him?

He said, "Ting Ao, did you feel pain at that time?"

Qing Bai didn't know why he asked such a question. He only felt that Ting Ao's voice was especially similar to the person in his dream, but in his steadiness, he could feel a slight tremble.

Bai Ling seemed to have the ability to make everything complicated. From the moment he met her, everything had exceeded Qing Bai's expectations. Rann Qingshu, who had become an Immortal, was willing to work for Ting Ao, while he and Taoist Priest Qing had two bodies each. The black figure he met in the vortex today was another ancient Demon God, and she, who should have been extremely favored, was mercilessly pushed into the abyss by Ting Ao.

Although all of these things were far from Proud of the Firmament, the original book was nothing more than a story about how Ting Ao flirted with girls and how he walked to the peak of his life. These side characters did not mention anything about it, so it could not be called detached from the plot.

According to the original plot of Proud of the Firmament, it was about to reach its climax. It should have reached the point where the magic in Ting Ao's body was increasing uncontrollably, and then...

It was nothing more than a battle between good and evil. On the path of the rise of the White Cloud Abbey, the wind and clouds immediately changed. No one knew who the final victor would be.

"Master, we're here."

Qing Bai focused his gaze and saw that the two of them had stopped in front of a strange statue. The statue was half carved, revealing the figure and posture of the statue's target, but there were no details such as faces and hands.

Qing Bai only saw two people surrounding the statue. Their backs were facing him, so he couldn't see their faces clearly.

...

One of them said, "Why aren't you laughing? I want to turn you into a statue, how can you not have any expression?"

The other person said, "I... Aren't you laughing now?"

His words were immediately mocked: "You don't even smile? You call that a smile? No wonder the Celestial Realm says that you are inflexible. Do you think that the immortals and gods under your opponents don't smile?"

That person seemed to hesitate and asked in doubt, "I smiled at them. Wasn't that a smile just now?"

... "

When Qing Bai took a closer look, he realized that it was just an illusion. He went forward and touched the smooth face of the statue, and laughed: "At that time, I told you not to carve it, but now, it has been empty for ten thousand years, and all the good stones have been destroyed by you."

Ting Ao actually laughed along with him and replied, "I told you to laugh, but you insisted on going against me. It's not like I haven't seen you laugh before. When you were facing me, you always had a straight face, but when you were facing that stinky dragon, you were happy. Now you regret it, right? "

Ting Ao's tone was relaxed, but his hands were tightly gripping Qing Bai's sleeves, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

Qian Su, you actually remembered? After sleeping for ten thousand years, are you ready to think of me? Whether it's love or hate?

Qing Bai shook his head: "What's wrong with me? There's someone commanding me to say these words in my head. When have you and I been here before?"

"Yes, I have. It's been a long, long time." Ting Ao held Qing Bai's hand tightly. "It's been a long, long time. It's normal that Master doesn't remember."

Qing Bai vaguely felt that this was an old matter between Chi Ba and the Immortal Emperor, but he had not merged with Taoist Priest Qing, so he had completely forgotten about the past. Unable to respond to his words, he became unhappy for some reason.

Ting Ao seemed to have returned to his position, but he was an outsider from another world. Whether it was him, the three thousand beauties in the harem, or the Immortal Emperor, they had nothing to do with him.

Ting Ao grabbed Qing Bai's sleeve and led him forward: "Master, we still have to go somewhere, do you remember?"

Qing Bai wanted to reply, "How can I remember? I'm not an Immortal Emperor," but he couldn't help but press the original bulge behind the statue. As the two of them fell along with the sunken ground, a bright ray of light suddenly appeared in front of them.

There were many people talking, many people. Ting Ao held onto Qing Bai's waist and walked forward with him.

The surrounding scene felt even more familiar to Qing Bai, but it made him frown deeply. He did not want to continue walking, so he anxiously called out, "Ting Ao..."

"Master, don't be afraid. I'm here." Ting Ao's tone was gentle, but his footsteps did not stop.

"I don't want to be here..."

"Don't be afraid. Just one glance. Let's just take a look."

The two continued to walk forward and removed the white veil in front of them to reveal the real scene. The tens of thousands of people in white gathered together, just like how it was when they arrived at the Demonic Hall.

However, the audience below the platform were all white robed immortals. They knelt down and shouted, "Long live the Immortal Emperor."

...

Ting Ao looked at the blurry image in the mirror and asked the person beside him, "Why can't I see what Master is thinking?"

"Heh." The person laughed and said, "Are you really addicted to playing house? Is he your master? He is the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor respected by the seven worlds. It would be strange if you could see him."

Ting Ao frowned. "You don't have to be so sarcastic. Speaking of which, you contributed to this matter as well. If it wasn't for your help, do you think he would still not have returned?"

The sudden accusation made Pu Yu anxious. He ignored the fact that his magic power had yet to fully recover and pretended to fight Ting Ao: "I'll help? Alright, now that you're talking about old scores, I'll settle them with you. Who was the one who was greedy for the power that could intimidate the seven worlds? Who thought that he could control his desires and lose his mind? Who was the one who colluded with that ungrateful True Dragon and tore his soul apart? I'll help you? I'll help you for him. I knew about the enchantment barrier in the world, but who would have thought that his heavenly tribulation would be the most beloved child that he had raised for ten thousand years?"

Ting Ao only said, "You don't understand..."

"I don't understand? I don't understand! "Pu Yu shouted," How could I not understand? You are only blaming him for lying to you, blaming him for forcing you to bleed in your heart, blaming him for not knowing what's good for you. Right now, his Dao heart is already broken, and his other soul is nowhere to be found. Are you satisfied? He is the Immortal Emperor, so what if he doesn't love you? "

Pu Yu's eyes were red, he tried his best not to cry, and said: "That woman is not an ordinary person, using her blood as a catalyst to determine whether it is a blessing or a curse, the sacrificial rules in the Devil Scripture are very strict, did you follow them?"

Ting Ao nodded, raised his head and asked Pu Yu: "You have always been proficient in talismans. Then tell me, if Immortal Emperor really can't return to his position, are the consequences serious?"

"You... What do you mean?" Pu Yu's voice trembled as he looked at the mirror: "You... You want to..."

"Have you never thought about it?"

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