In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 650 [It's not shameful for Ye Zi to use the Dao-Merging Flower]

The Golden Age is extraordinary, with geniuses rising up and heroes vying for supremacy, reaching its zenith. In previous eras, it was considered exciting if even a few imperial princes were born to compete, but in this age, the imperial princes have all faded into obscurity, no different from the Black Emperor, while true supreme beings emerge one after another.

The Emperor's Road is the true Emperor's Road. Without Emperor-level combat power, you can't even dream of stepping onto it, and you won't even qualify for the finals.

All living beings in the myriad realms are secretly speculating about who will inherit the throne in this lifetime, and some are even secretly setting up betting odds to win all the prizes.

Everyone knows that in the near future, a great battle that will shake the heavens and the earth will break out on the battlefield of mythology, no less than any divine war in the past.

I never imagined it would happen today, at this very wedding!
The Ancient Sacred Body and the Heavenly Emperor actually stepped out to provoke them, facing not only a Golden Crow Supreme but also a Chaos Supreme.

Di Jun's eyes darkened, his expression becoming somewhat solemn. Marrying a sage for the sake of the throne, though it didn't sound good, was ultimately his wedding, and he wouldn't allow anyone to interfere. He immediately stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Ye..."

"This is my congratulatory gift. Old Golden Crow, you have nothing to do today."

"I'm here to see Lin Xian."

Ye Fan waved his hand to stop it, tossing over a box made of Great Luo Silver Essence. The fact that it could be contained by such divine material meant that the gift inside would be even more precious, definitely of Emperor level.

"Since the Holy Spirit is so kind, why not sit down and have a drink of the remaining wine? Harmony is the most important thing in all things."

Di Jun sensed something was amiss. He accepted the gift, stood to one side, neither making a move nor leaving. Instead, he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin and I are of one heart. You must not take away what belongs to another today."

"It turns out it wasn't a wedding prank involving kidnapping the bride."

Everyone shook their heads. A bloodthirsty saint sighed. They had thought they would witness an imperial war, and even if they died, it would be worth the ticket price. But the war didn't happen, which disappointed them.

Deep within the Feng Family Divine Island, in a sacred courtyard, all the deities gather to converse and rest briefly, detached from the ordinary people of the outside world.

They had already seen through the truth, their expressions calm, observing the myriad phenomena of the universe with the Mirror of Emptiness.

"We, the supreme beings, have surveyed the ages. What is a mere woman compared to us? All things in heaven and earth, every blade of grass and every tree, reside in our hearts, dominating the universe."

The carefree Celestial Venerable said calmly, "What we are fighting for is not just a woman, but the imperial throne and the path to immortality."

"Fellow Daoist, your words are biased. When cultivating the Dao in the mortal world, one must also keep the various aspects of human life in mind."

Emperor Wanlong held opposing views. Different forbidden zones of life had different opinions on becoming an immortal. For example, most of the supreme beings in the Primordial Ancient Mine had races and lineages, and they had feelings for the human world and retained some nostalgia.

Through the Void Mirror, the Dragon Emperor gazed at the wedding scene, pondering a matter in his heart: the path to immortality was nearing its end, and he wondered if he should also hold a wedding for his daughter, so as to put an end to a matter on his mind.

"You two are mistaken."

Blood Phoenix Ancient Emperor smiled slightly and smoothed things over, saying jokingly, "What you're snatching isn't Phoenix at all; Fellow Daoist Di Jun and Emperor Ye are clearly snatching Immortal Lin."

The support of a single chaotic entity almost determines who will inherit the throne in this era.

They simply saw through it but didn't say it out loud. Those Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors below wouldn't dare to say such a thing. Only when Supremes gathered, people of the same level, would they dare to be so open and blatant in their teasing.

No, that's not right. The myriad realms are full of wonders. There are bloodthirsty saints, and naturally there are also fearless beings who are desperately recording all of this.

The Black Emperor is also an emperor!
A large black dog sat in the corner, waving its pen and writing the Heavenly History in a subtle and euphemistic style: "The Emperor married the Golden Crow, and the Holy Body was jealous and made a scene."

What a tale of unofficial history! Anyone who has read it can't help but exclaim that it's even more stinking than dog excrement.

The little girl, who was lying on the big black dog, scratched the dog's fur, pointed at the history book, and said in her childish voice, "The dog wrote it wrong."

Black King winced in pain, but facing its master, it could only force a smile and say, "Yes, yes, it's the subtle style of writing, profound meaning in concise words."

"I am aboveboard and have not altered any historical records; I have simply recorded them truthfully."

“But…” The little girl bit her finger, feeling that something was wrong, but with her three-year-old wisdom, she couldn’t put her finger on it.

"Hehehe..." The Black Emperor laughed triumphantly, his face arrogant. His historian skills had reached a high level, and he could write what he wanted and erase what he wanted.

Recording history today does not mean recording all of history truthfully.

This is the ultimate secret and great skill of the historian—quoting out of context!
The phrase "to take things out of context" originates from the saying "Don't take things out of context."

Only by understanding this can one become a good historian even under the emperor's fist, allowing future generations to understand the truth of that era.

"But it looks like the two older brothers are about to fight," the little girl said with great concern. She was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see any bloodshed.

"Let's just perish together. It's only right that I, the Black Emperor, wield the Heavenly Heart Mark and dominate this era," the big black dog muttered nonchalantly.

"Wrong! It is I, the Underworld Emperor, who has returned and will reign supreme over the world!"

A fat Taoist priest squeezed into a corner and sat with the little girl. He was qualified to go to the Supreme Courtyard next door, but he didn't go. Instead, he chose to stay and chat idly with a dog.

Or perhaps, the Supreme Being next door is not qualified to attend this Heavenly Emperor-level meeting.

"Fatty Duan, what brings you here?" Black Emperor asked in surprise, "The Underworld is none of your business."

"What's the underworld?" Duan De rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "No matter who fights today, I will lend a hand."

"You?" the Black Emperor said disdainfully, not because he looked down on the Underworld Emperor, but because he had not yet formed the reincarnation seal in this life and had not truly returned.

"I have a brilliant plan." Duan De stood with his hands behind his back, looking confident. Then he looked towards the sky, his pupils contracted, and he said in a deep voice, "They're here!"

"Hahaha... It's so lively!"

Before seeing the person, one hears their voice. A clear laugh rings out, and a baby-faced divine general strides in from the distant horizon, laughing wildly. Although he is a young man, he has an air of looking down upon all the heavens and the myriad realms.

Chuan Ying, the number one divine general of the ancient Heavenly Court!
As this unconventional Daoist entered, Di Jun's heart sank, and his expression turned rather unpleasant, while Ye Fan smiled more broadly.

Among the supreme beings of the Heavenly Court, only Chuan Ying stood firmly on Ye Fan's side, even willing to give up his own chance to attain enlightenment.

"Fellow Daoist Chuanying, what brings you here today?" Di Jun rose to greet him, standing opposite the First Divine General.

"I've come to your wedding feast." Chuan Ying said with a half-smile, "Aren't you welcome, fellow Daoist?"

"I'm afraid Fellow Daoist Chuanying didn't come here for a wedding banquet," Di Jun said coldly. Ye Fan had at least presented a congratulatory gift, but Chuanying came carrying a black bow and a stone club.

"I'm here to attend the wedding, but not in this lifetime." Chuan Ying's expression turned solemn, and he clasped his hands in a bow, saying, "Fellow Daoist Jinwu, who is so devoted to love, why not wait for another lifetime?"

Wait another lifetime? Upon hearing this, Di Jun laughed as well, but his gaze was icy cold. With his Dao Fruit, no one could rival him for the throne of the Great Emperor in the next life.

But why gamble on achieving enlightenment in this lifetime? It's because the path to immortality is about to open.

He not only wants to become an emperor, but also an immortal, to be the only one of his kind throughout the ages!

The laughter of the two supreme beings resounded throughout the heavens and earth, echoing along the banks of the Luo River. The Great Sage turned pale with fright, and the Quasi-Emperors of the heavens lowered their heads in silence. Suddenly, Chuan Ying suppressed his laughter and calmly said, "What do you think, Fellow Daoist Golden Crow? I will protect you in your next life as you attain enlightenment."

“He has me to protect him, so there’s no need to trouble Senior Chuan Ying.”

Lin Xian suddenly spoke, dressed in a Taoist robe, ancient and profound, like a celestial being descending to earth, standing side by side with the Golden Crow Supreme wearing an imperial crown.

"what about me?"

Ye Fan said quietly, his golden blood energy soaring to the sky, like an ancient god, sweeping across the world, his aura swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, looking down on all the heavens, not a single quasi-emperor could raise his head. He was clearly only a person of the seventh level of heaven, yet he had such a supreme demeanor.

The guests present paled, their hearts sinking as they realized the gravity of the situation. Today was not just a simple wedding robbery, but a struggle for the throne!

The Chaos Body defies the heavens; even if someone attains enlightenment, they can merge with all the myriad paths and prove themselves as a Great Emperor.

But others don't have this ability; the first imperial throne is extremely crucial.

"No one can break through the myriad shackles and defy the heavens to become an emperor. Even Gai Jiuyou failed."

Someone sighed inwardly. No one had ever denied the fighting prowess of the Heavenly Court's Supreme Being, Gai Jiuyou. He had once slain the Lord of Reincarnation, proving that he truly possessed the qualities of an emperor.

Even a true young emperor would fail when faced with the suppression of the Great Dao.

“That was a genius who touched the threshold of enlightenment a thousand years ago, a thousand years earlier than ordinary emperors.”

Another person shook their head and said, "If he can't succeed, who can?"

"Not necessarily. While Gai Jiuyou Supreme is indeed amazing, there are two other extraordinary individuals in this era." Others disagreed, saying, "If someone touches the threshold of enlightenment at a thousand years old and cannot break through it due to the curse, what about a quasi-emperor at a hundred years old and a supreme being at two hundred years old!"

There has always been a curse that a supreme being of five hundred years old cannot attain enlightenment, but this life has broken it time and time again, with the emergence of two freaks who have overturned the history of the heavens and made the Prince of Eternity feel that he has cultivated a fake immortality.

In an instant, many people fell silent. Yes, a thousand-year-old supreme being was amazing, but what about a two-hundred-year-old supreme being? Was he destined to become an immortal?!
Not only were ordinary people talking, but even the supreme beings were discussing it, though their methods were simpler and clearer.

"Excellent, excellent! What was your experience like when you, Fellow Daoist, underwent your tribulation?"

Shakyamuni chose to ask the person directly.

Gai Jiuyou took a deep breath. Even though he had achieved enlightenment through an unconventional method, the memory of that terrifying heavenly tribulation was still vivid in his mind, leaving him with lingering fear. His expression was solemn, and he uttered three words in a row: "Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

"Difficult? Even with your current strength, fellow Daoist, you cannot measure the heavenly tribulation."

The Yellow Emperor frowned slightly. He possessed the body of an emperor, and if he were to achieve enlightenment in this life through an unconventional means, he would be no weaker than the Great Emperor. He had thought that this would give him a chance to defy the heavens and prove his Dao, thus enabling all emperors to stand side by side.

The difficulty of breaking through the myriad paths to become an emperor exceeded the expectations of the supreme beings present.

Shennong and Li Er also became serious. They were both powerful beings who could communicate with the spirits of the Emperor's Corpse. Just because they had no hope of achieving enlightenment now did not mean they would not in the future.

The Corpse Emperor in the Primordial Ancient Mine is a stark example, and the Underworld Emperor even brought a bizarre method of immortality to the Supreme Being of All Ages: the path to becoming an immortal through reincarnation.

"True strength is not the Emperor Tribulation, but the mark left on the Emperor Tribulation."

Gai Jiuyou's expression turned solemn, and he shook his head, saying, "That is the real terror."

With his current strength, he can tear through all the paths and easily pass through the Emperor Tribulation, but above the Emperor Tribulation, there is still the Immortal Tribulation.

"What did you encounter, fellow Daoist?" Li Er asked, wanting to make plans for the future.

“Immortals!” In an instant, Gai Jiuyou’s eyes shone brightly, and he said in a clear voice, “I saw one immortal herb after another. They are very likely immortals who have passed away.”

With a deafening roar, a thunderous explosion erupted in the vast universe, seemingly warning all living beings not to reveal heavenly secrets.

However, now that they are all supreme beings who have held sway over the Heavenly Heart, what punishment are they afraid of? They directly ignore the Heavenly Dao's warnings and continue their visit.

"Sure enough."

The Carefree Celestial Venerable narrowed his eyes. He had observed the Emperor's humanoid immortal medicine before. If other immortal medicines were naturally formed, then the humanoid form was too bizarre.

In the mythological era, a celestial being speculated that the humanoid elixir of immortality was likely transformed from a fallen powerful being, a being of the immortal path.

"Based on Fellow Daoist Gai's experience, do the current generation of prodigies have a chance?"

Emperor Shennong asked, referring not to any great sage or quasi-emperor, but to the few people vying for supremacy at the banquet.

"Not long ago, Emperor Ye came to Zhongzhou for a visit and had a brief exchange with me."

Gai Jiuyou dropped a bombshell with a casual remark. Everyone was speculating about Ye Fan's combat strength, but no one could force him to actually make a move.

Everyone wanted to know what level Ye Fan had reached, whether he could fight a Supreme Being, or challenge an Emperor.

This secret is known only to Gai Jiuyou.

The Venerable Ones, unable to contain their excitement, began to inquire about the truth. If it were possible for all the emperors to stand side by side, then there would be hope for the entire sect to fly. The reincarnation of an emperor was the most likely candidate to succeed.

“Not lost.”

Gai Jiuyou didn't reveal much about the battle, only casually uttering three words that sparked endless speculation among the crowd.

What exactly does it mean if you didn't win? Did you lose, draw, or fall short by a few points?

However, one thing is certain: even Gai Jiuyou is unable to defy the heavens and attain enlightenment now, let alone anyone else.

Only by surpassing Gai Jiuyou and possessing combat power far exceeding that of the Great Emperor can one hope to break through the Immortal Elixir Mark and fight against the Ten Thousand Immortals.

"Ye Fan has not been able to defeat Fellow Daoist Gai, so his chances of defying the heavens and proving the Dao are slim."

Blood Phoenix Ancient Emperor shook his head, looked at the scene unfolding in the Void Mirror, narrowed his eyes and said, "If you want to become an emperor, you can only take the conventional path."

It seems that this battle is unavoidable and will have to take place on the mythical battlefield.

"Do not……"

The ancient Xuanwu Emperor, who was very old and had never spoken much, suddenly opened his hazy eyes. A glint of light flashed in his eyes as he murmured, "There is another possibility."

"Then what should I do?" Ye Fan rebuked Lin Xian for colluding with outsiders and seizing the Great Emperor that belonged to him, which was a sign of disloyalty and a blatant traitor.

"What will you do? Only the Heavenly Emperor knows!" Lin Xian's expression turned serious, and he said earnestly, "The Heavenly Emperor of Nanling knows, Ye Zi. It's not shameful to use the Dao-Merging Flower."

(End of this chapter)