Perfect World: Ten Crowns

Chapter 334 The Age of Emperor’s Fall
"The era of the emperor's fall, or, it can be called the era before the emperor's fall."

Standing at the pinnacle of the extreme world, Xia Sheng understood everything, his face was extremely serious.

Compared with Shi Hao, the era he returned to was even more cruel. It was the intersection of the period before the fall of the emperor and the period of the fall of the emperor. The Immortal King suffered a catastrophe, and the True Immortals turned into Tao. All of them turned into the imprint of the Great Dao, blocking the way of all later comers.

There is no way to become an immortal, the road ahead is blocked, achieving enlightenment is difficult, and there is no chance of survival.

During the ten thousand years of darkness, not only did all the True Immortals perish, but even the strong ones in the Supreme Realm became Taoists, unable to survive such a long time.

It must be known that when the rules of the Great Dao collapse, even the Supreme Being can only live for ten thousand years. Apart from Xia Sheng, there are only one or two young Supreme Beings who achieved enlightenment before the catastrophe and have barely managed to hold on until now, and are about to become Daoists.

In this almost soulless age, becoming a god has become a luxury.

"I want to survive and get through the most difficult years."

Xia Sheng muttered to himself that he was now 20,000 years old. His golden age was gone and his blood and energy were beginning to wither.

No one knows how much he paid to survive those ten thousand years of darkness.

Over the next few hundred years, Xia Sheng tempered his Taoist body and perfected his Dao. His whole body became more flawless and his strength continued to increase.

Four hundred years later, one of his hairs turned from white to black.

"it works."

This made Xia Sheng even happier. Even though he could not become an immortal in this life, he could feel that his life state was slowly returning to normal.

A thousand years passed, and the white hair turned gray and was no longer so glaring.

Even the hunched back began to straighten up.

When Xia Sheng wanted to continue sharpening his skills, someone from outside suddenly came with a report.

Although all the people who used to be there have passed away, he still rebuilt the Immortal Sect, leaving behind heritage and incense for this ancient religion, and now it has become one of the most powerful forces.

"Master, the Supreme Underworld is about to become a Taoist, and wants to see you one last time."

A little Taoist boy said, his eyes full of respect.

In this era when it is extremely difficult to become a god, an ancestor from the pre-catastrophe era, a supreme powerful being over 20,000 years old, is no less powerful than the atomic bomb during World War II.

"It's him. We should meet him."

Xia Sheng muttered to himself, stood up and walked out of the Heavenly Gate. His figure appeared and disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, the heaven and earth changed under his feet. He crossed the sky and earth and walked towards another immortal sect.

Ming Cheng, this guy who is half a generation younger than him, once challenged him.

Later, the two interacted frequently and became both teachers and friends.

"You old man, are you really not dead yet?"

When he saw Xia Sheng's figure, Supreme Ming Cheng was stunned.

This guy is older than him. Roughly speaking, he is more than 20,000 years old. Not only did he not pass away, but all his hair has started to turn black?

"It's a pity that you're going to die."

Xia Sheng sighed and looked at the old man in front of him, revealing a trace of sadness.

His hair and beard are gray, his blood is exhausted, and he looks older than he was a thousand years ago. There is no hope for him, and he will pass away within a hundred years.

“Yes, he cannot achieve nirvana and live a completely new life. Just like Chen Ling, he will die in meditation.” Ming Cheng spoke, his eyes filled with misery.

The Chen Ling he mentioned was also a supreme being from the pre-disaster era, but he failed in Nirvana ten years ago and had already passed away in the Tianling Mountains.

"Chen Ling, has he died? Why didn't you tell me?"

Xia Sheng spoke, and a girl in blue was reflected in his eyes.

In his memory, she was a gorgeous woman with extraordinary talent, bright and lively eyes, from a family of immortal kings. She had actively pursued him but was rejected by him.

At that time, he was wholeheartedly devoted to the Dao and concerned about the future, so naturally he had no intention of provoking another fairy.

"I'm afraid she doesn't want you to see her like that."

Ming Cheng shook his head and laughed. His whole body was dry, without a trace of flesh and blood. He was like a human skeleton, unable to suppress the death in his blood.

Once upon a time, he was also very charming and dashing, but in the end he was nothing but a handful of dust.

"I hope you can achieve nirvana and live in a whole new world."

"But, we are all going to die eventually. Living in this desperate era, I want you to be lucky. At least someone will see me off."

Half a month later, Ming Cheng passed away, and thousands of his disciples cried in grief.

Xia Sheng did not leave, but personally built a tomb for him. Then he stood there for a long time, sighed, and turned to leave.

From then on, he was the only supreme being left in this vast world.

"I want to study the method of immortality!"

These were the last words he left to the world, and then he went into seclusion, not only to hone himself and refine his spiritual fruit, but also to leave hope for the world.

In the blink of an eye, four thousand years passed.

At this moment, Xia Sheng is already 25,000 years old. He reappears in front of the world with black hair hanging down and blood surging, all of which indicate that he has returned to his peak.

"Oh my God, the ancestor is still alive?"

At this moment, the entire Immortal Sect was in an uproar.

Four thousand years have passed, and even the creatures from the post-catastrophe era are almost gone. Now is the golden age of the second and third generations.

But the old ancestor still had the same charm, black hair, and an undying aura, just like a young man in his twenties, which made people gasp.

Twenty-five thousand years old, is this really an achievement that the Supreme Being can achieve?
"How can you talk like that? You're asking for a beating!"

At this time, the current sect leader, a middle-aged man, shouted a rebuke.

It was that little Taoist boy back then. As he was always by Xia Sheng's side, he was influenced by him and now stands at the peak of the First Escape Realm, but he still cannot enter the Supreme Realm.

"Ancestor!"

Then, he walked forward with a smile and bowed to Xia Sheng seriously, just like the Taoist boy he had done back then.

Xia Sheng looked at the increasingly prosperous sect and nodded in his heart.

In four thousand years, the sect has become much more lively, but it is still not even one percent of what it used to be.

"I want to pass on the Dharma so that I can increase my lifespan."

Then, he spoke, and under the gaze of countless disciples, he sat cross-legged in the void like a statue, reciting sacred scriptures. These were all his own insights.

There is internal body development, as well as many magical powers and secret techniques. This is a cultivation system that integrates the three eras of Immortal Ancient, Chaotic Ancient, and Pre-Emperor era, plus his own understanding of the great way of the entire world after the fall of the emperor.

"Refining the secret realm internally, cultivating supernatural powers externally, and performing the divine manipulation of the universe!"

This event lasted for three months, during which time people continued to break through. Even the current sect leader had a vague feeling of having broken through a bottleneck.

"I'll help you become a master!"

As if he had seen a glimpse of the future, Xia Sheng spoke seriously.

Five thousand years have passed since that catastrophe, and today the imprint of the Great Dao above the dome has been stabilized. As long as one does not attack the True Immortal, there should be no great catastrophe, and perhaps one can already become a Venerable.

In the following years, he traveled all over the world, searching for cultivation resources in ruins, including broken immortal sources, blood-stained cauldrons, and broken roots of elixir of life.
The more he explored, the more heavy-hearted Xia Sheng became.

He discovered that as time went by, the records of the catastrophe were becoming blurred, and all the bone inscriptions and runes that carried the information were silently disappearing and buried in the years.

Perhaps hundreds of thousands of years later, everything about that period of time will be completely buried in the long river of time and become a mystery to future generations.

He sighed deeply, the shocking change that happened ten thousand years ago was too taboo.

Immortal kings and true immortals all met with disasters, the great way became blurred, the laws were in disorder, and even this ancient history became unrecordable, with everything pointing to the depths of the sea of ​​​​boundaries.

It is suspected to be related to the disappeared emperor.

Xia Sheng knew that he would pursue it one day. Then, another thousand years passed, and the environment of heaven and earth remained unchanged. The sky was gloomy, the sun and the moon were dim, and there was dead silence.

However, Xia Sheng has raised a large amount of resources for cultivation.

Although the heaven and earth have changed, but among the forty-nine things that existed in the universe, humans escaped one, and in the end, many magical treasures have not been destroyed and have survived to the present day.

With his help, the little Taoist boy of the past successfully entered the supreme realm.

"The Sect Master has become a Venerable!"

On this day, the whole world was boiling.

This is the first supreme being in the post-catastrophe era, and has great significance.

At the same time, countless monks were shocked and felt endless respect.

That person was truly extremely powerful. Not only did he survive the dark years, but at the age of 26,000, he still had such great power to help others become great.

It can be imagined that from today on, this immortal sect will become even more prosperous.

"Thank you, ancestor!"

The middle-aged sect leader thanked him and looked at Xia Sheng, with huge waves in his heart.

Not until he entered the Supreme Realm was he able to feel how terrifying the life energy of this ancestor was. He was like an emperor high above, overlooking everything and suppressing all those who came later.

"I just hope you can live a little longer."

Xia Sheng shook his head, looked at the former Taoist boy, and didn't say much.

At the age of 26,000, a strand of white hair appeared on his temples again, and this life was finally going downhill.

Another thousand years passed, and Xia Sheng's hair was already full of white.

Looking at the entire world at this moment, except for a little Taoist boy, there was no old acquaintance. Even some disciples of the sects from the post-catastrophe era had all passed away.

puff!
At the age of 28,000, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, which was scarlet and strange.

"I'm really old."

Xia Sheng muttered to himself, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

This is the damage to the origin of the Great Dao, which comes from ten thousand years of darkness. With the withering of blood and energy, it can no longer be suppressed and it erupts completely.

Over the next hundred years, his blood and energy quickly dried up, like the setting sun. He grew old and would cough up blood from time to time, and his whole body exuded a sense of death.

"Ancestor!"

The Taoist boy looked worried and sighed in his heart.

A legendary figure of his generation, is he finally getting old and about to pass away?
However, he smiled bitterly in his heart. He was already eight thousand years old and his health was beginning to decline. It was a blessing to be alive to see his ancestor to his death.

"It doesn't matter. I still have some time to live."

Xia Sheng said with a smile, not sure if he was trying to comfort her or to have some support.

"Forget it, I'll give you a chance to stay with me for another lifetime."

He continued to speak, and a longevity elixir appeared in his palm, filled with spiritual energy and rich longevity substances. A large amount of chaotic immortal rules fell down, outlining a human figure.

This is the rhizome of the elixir of life that Xia Sheng found. After two thousand years, it finally brought it back to life and restored its former fairyland.

"The immortality elixir of Immortal King Longlin!"

The Taoist boy's eyes were burning and suddenly lit up.

The elixir of immortality was the exclusive property of the Immortal King in the era before the catastrophe. Unexpectedly, the ancestor had great magical powers and actually found a remnant in the catastrophe soil and cultivated it.

However, he shook his head slightly and said seriously: "Ancestor, you need it more."

He knew that his talent was average, and even if he lived a second life, he would only live a mediocre life. Compared with him, the ancestor was more suitable.

"You monkey, you're being silly again."

Seeing this, Xia Sheng laughed, patted him on the shoulder, left the elixir of life, strode out of the fairy gate, and walked towards the wilderness.

"I want to live my life again, why do I need an elixir of immortality? This world can't control me!"

Even without the elixir of life, he can still live another life!
After a period of time, Xia Sheng disappeared from the cultivation world. When countless people were wondering whether he had passed away, he suddenly transformed himself into an old farmer in the fields.

He was dressed in tattered clothes, wearing straw sandals, rooted in the earth, working from sunrise to sunset, and even his skin had become dark. How could he have the aura of a supreme being?
Time flies, and another two thousand years have passed.

"The end is near."

One day, Xia Sheng was panting and sat down in front of a big tree in the field.

After thirty thousand years, his life finally came to an end. Countless cracks appeared in the sea of ​​​​source, spreading all the way to the spirit platform. The origin of his life had become so rotten that it was about to disintegrate.

"kill!"

He snorted lightly, and his whole body glowed. The Taoism he had accumulated over thirty thousand years was condensing and changing, and finally turned into a world tree, looking down on the heavens and suppressing all the ways.

boom!
At this moment, the whole world was in an uproar.

What a world tree it is, with billions of leaves hanging down, each one able to hold up a star, so majestic and sacred to the extreme.

"It's Xia Sheng Supreme, oh my god, is he going to become an immortal?"

Someone spoke, his eyes filled with shock.

In this era when even becoming a supreme being is difficult, there is actually someone who is about to become an immortal. This is so shocking and against the will of heaven. He is simply a living legend.

"It could have been, but it was a little off."

Standing on the golden tree canopy, Xia Sheng muttered to himself, with a flash of regret in his eyes.

If it weren't for those dark times, he would have been able to give it a try.

However, now, although his own Dao fruit is powerful, it is like a diseased rotten tree. Although the tree is full of vitality, the internal force has long been rotten.

Instead of doing this, it is better to tear it all apart with your own hands. Without destruction, there is no construction.

The next moment, he made a move. His dry palm fell down with great force, like a ruthless sword of heaven, slashing at the golden tree crown under his feet. That was the condensation of his avenue.

Boom!

In an instant, thunder roared, the road roared, and the entire world was swallowed by endless immortal flames. In the blur, Xia Sheng even heard the wailing of the World Tree in the distance.

In order to survive the catastrophe, he had long since stayed away from the earth so as not to be contaminated by the World Tree.

Wow!
Then, in the vast sky, boundless lightning poured down from all directions, and the chaotic energy surged, almost drowning everything. In the blazing fairy flames, the huge World Tree Dao Fruit shattered, burned, and disintegrated, and finally turned into a piece of calamity land.

In the end, this fairy fire burned for three hundred years.

Countless people came during this period, but they could only watch from afar. It was so intense that even if it was tens of millions miles away, it still felt hot.

Three hundred years later, the fairy fire subsided.

Just when everyone thought that Xia Sheng had completely passed away, no one noticed that there was a crystal seed contained in a pile of soil that fell to the earth.

As luck would have it, it fell right at the foot of a big tree in the field.

Big trees are naturally not ordinary trees.

The World Tree swayed, emitting an immortal fairy light. It wrapped the seed of life, buried it in the field, and then silently guarded it in front of it.

Endless life.

Two thousand years later, a long-awaited spring rain suddenly fell throughout the world, and many great practitioners were surprised to find that the spiritual tide was slowly returning.

A great event seems to be coming!

(End of this chapter)