I was the Heavenly Emperor in ancient times

Chapter 15 Female Sacrifice
On her way up Kunlun Mountain, the priestess saw the scene below, and even saw the shaman Da Li of the Xi Mu clan grabbing the head of the nun, announcing the defeat and demise of the Han Huang clan.

"Woman!"

She had no way out. Nuwa used almost every means to push her to the top of Kunlun Mountain, cutting off all her escape routes and hopes.

After returning, the nun went completely insane.

She touched the peach tree and saw the divine stone and the emperor's shadow.

He then became possessed by a demon.

However, the priestess could not blame all the problems on the nun. Was she really forced to come? Perhaps she was also hoping to climb Mount Kunlun.

If the peach tree caused the nun's demonic possession, then perhaps she herself was already possessed from the very beginning.

"emperor!"

The priestess thought of the emperor's shadow she had seen for the first time, and her steps became unwavering as she quickly walked up the mountain.

Just then, a bird's cry came from the sky, as if calling her name.

"The priestess!"

The priestess turned around and saw the giant geese of the Western Mother clan flying fiercely towards her, seemingly trying to stop her.

But at this moment, a strong wind rises.

Thick fog poured down from the mountain.

Under the watchful gaze of the giant geese, the priestess passively entered the mist.

"Chirp!"

The giant lily was very angry and anxious, circling around Kunlun Mountain again and again, still unwilling to leave.

The fog lifted, revealing part of the mountain path, but the priestess was nowhere to be seen.
-
the other side.

As she entered the fog, everything outside disappeared from the priestess's eyes. Unconsciously, her eyes seemed to have lost their function, and another sense took their place.

Her senses became strange; she couldn't see anything, and there was no fog around her.

However, one can see figures radiating light.

Especially the sacred rock on the mountain, which has replaced the sun in the sky and become the strongest light source in her vision.

The priestess walked toward the nearest glowing figure.

Upon getting closer, she realized that it was actually a female nun.

The other person stood motionless on the road like a tree, with their hands outstretched like flowers reaching upwards.

He rested his head on his arm, his eyes slightly narrowed.

It's as if they're asleep.

In reality, from the perspective of the naked eye, the other party is indeed a tree.

Priestess: "Aren't you already dead?"

Not long ago, the priestess witnessed the great geese of the Western Mother Clan carrying the head of the Nuwa and flying high above.

The peach tree that Nuwa had transformed into on the mountain path swayed slightly, and Nuwa in the priestess's eyes also slightly opened her eyes and spoke in a voice so faint that it was almost inaudible.

"I have become one with this place. The body outside is just a part of me."

"Go, complete the entire ceremony, and become the Great Shaman."

"Then, touch the divine stone."

The nun seemed to have completely transformed into a tree, having lost almost all of her human qualities, and only kept muttering to herself.

"Go, complete the entire ritual, and become a Peach Witch."

"...Touching the divine stone...it felt so good."

"emperor……"

The priestess quietly watched the nun, who seemed to be having a beautiful dream, though it looked rather frightening from an outsider's perspective.

She passed by the peach tree that the nun had transformed into, and then walked uphill.

Walking along the mountain road.

Her body gradually mutated, losing its human form.

Her hair sprouted slender tendrils, and delicate pink peach blossoms bloomed on her body.

It doesn't look ugly.

It's even quite beautiful.

It's just eerily beautiful, eerily beautiful.

Along the way, she also saw many figures lost in the fog.

Of course, from her perspective, they appeared as human figures, but in reality, these people's bodies also showed some signs of mutation.

Finally, she stood beneath the first sacred peach tree that had given birth to her, its enormous branches and canopy blocking out the sun.

She first came here because she saw this sacred tree from afar, but at this moment, in the priestess's eyes, its brilliance could not compare to the dazzling divine stone and imperial shadow behind it, which made her unable to look away.

The priestess stripped naked and danced under the sacred peach tree, imitating the process by which the great geese of the past became shamans through sacrifice.

She waved the peach branch, and the blossoms on it bloomed layer upon layer, then fell continuously.

In a daze, she also saw the scene that the nun had seen before.

She stood beneath the stars, atop the mountains.

Place your hand on the sacred stone.

A pair of eyes were watching her from above; she was gazing at the Emperor's shadow within the divine stone.

"The Emperor is watching me."

At that moment, her face seemed to overlap with that of the nun, and she felt a peace that transcended heaven and earth.

She felt that she was no longer an ordinary person, as if she had become one with heaven and earth, sun and moon.

This feeling instantly captivated him.

Inextricable.

Moreover, the priestess felt the power of the peach tree continuously flowing into her body, and she could control everything here.

The mountain mist, the rugged road, even the clouds in the sky.

Her body was no longer important; her consciousness transcended her body, floating in a higher realm of the void.

Since then.

The priestess completed the parasitic and alienation stages described in Lu Gang's report.

Finally, they reached the third stage of possession.

She has become the shaman of this place, just like Tao Yougen in the past. And because the sacred peach tree has no will of its own, she is even more able to wield and control a portion of its power.

As she danced gracefully, the priestess's body completely dissipated, transforming into a field of peach blossoms.

The wind stirs the peach blossoms, and the clouds and mist carry the petals.

finally.

She rode the wind and clouds to the altar, standing once again before the divine stone and the emperor's shadow.

This was her third time visiting this place.

As soon as she landed, she spoke impatiently.

"emperor!"

"I understand now, I finally understand what you meant."

“When I first came here, you said I wanted to worship the strongest one. At that time, I wanted to worship the strongest being. The priestess was wrong.”

"How can other beings compare to you? I was so wrong to even compare you to other beings."

The priestess wore a look of intense self-reproach, as if she had done something unforgivable, and she even shed tears.

She had just finished speaking when she started talking about what happened when she met the Emperor for the second time.

“The second time, I came for power; I want to become your sorceress.”

"I made even bigger mistakes."

"I was wrong, Your Majesty!"

Finally, the priestess raised her head.

At this moment.

Her eyes were utterly deranged, and her loss of control over her body and everything else amplified her obsessions and desires layer by layer, until they became uncontrollable and unsuppressible.

She said, "This time, the priestess wants nothing, just to touch you, that's enough!"

She forgot herself, abandoned everything outside, even her body and will.

They place all their hopes on a hollow faith and the shadow of an emperor.
-
Top of Kunlun Mountain.

The sensory aspect of reality.

Li Jun watched as the peach blossoms blew by, transforming into the form of a female priestess.

Li Jun didn't pay much attention when he watched the first two times.

But when he saw her for the third time, he had already foreseen the outcome through the divination of the Ximu clan's giant lily.

Since then, he has been waiting here for the priestess to come to him.

Then, Li Jun heard what the priestess said.

He told the other party.

Emperor: "The first time I saw you, I saw that you would die in front of me. I made you unable to speak, and you could only turn away."

The priestess: "When I first came here... the priestess was wrong."

Emperor: "The second time you said you wanted to become a witch, I saw your tragic end and refused you."

The priestess: "The second time, I came for power..."

Emperor: "And now, you've come here again. Now you can never be human again, so it's no use for me to say anything."

The priestess became increasingly frantic as she spoke, her gaze fixed intently on the lofty imperial figure. She was moved to tears, her body trembling uncontrollably. Li Jun, on the other hand, became increasingly calm, until finally appearing devoid of any emotion.

The two seemed to exist in two completely parallel worlds, each speaking their own words.

Each of them gazed at the other as they saw them.

No matter what Li Jun said, she couldn't hear anything anymore; the priestess was completely immersed in her own world.

The emperor looked at the priestess and addressed her condescendingly.

"You are courting your own destruction."

The priestess looked up at the emperor and slowly extended her arm.

"This time, the priestess wants nothing, just to touch you, that's enough!"

The priestess pressed her hand on the sacred stone without hesitation and uttered her last word.

The two came into contact.

A dazzling light burst forth, surging outwards.

"Boom!"

The commotion caused the Hanhuang and Ximu clansmen, who were fighting at the foot of the mountain, to stop all their movements and look towards the main peak of Kunlun Mountain.

Then, one by one, their pupils dilated and stopped in place.

Those who were chasing forgot about the chase, and those who were fleeing for their lives forgot about life and death, because in that scene, the mountains and rivers became supporting characters, and they were nothing more than fish and insects attached to the mountains and rivers.

A beam of light shot out from the summit of Kunlun Mountain, causing the clouds in the sky to recede and dissipate.

Subsequently.

On the summit of that mountain, an even larger sacred peach tree was born.

The peach tree grew at an astonishing rate, pushing the original peach tree aside and directly occupying the space where the altar and the sacred stone were located.

Then the clouds and mist on the summit of Kunlun Mountain became even more intense, expanding by at least a few times.

more importantly.

The clouds and mist spread continuously downwards from the base of the main peak, as if they were about to cover the entire land, and in the blink of an eye, they were about to cover the battlefield where the Ximu Clan and the Hanhuang Clan were fighting.

At this moment, the shock on the faces of the Hanhuang and Ximu tribesmen turned into horror.

They weren't ignorant people; each of them had witnessed the eeriness of the clouds and mist atop the Kunlun Mountains.

"Run!"

"It's coming over, the fog is coming down."

"It's over."

Everyone ran for their lives.

Some people mounted their horses and galloped away.

Some people couldn't run fast enough, so they jumped into the river and hid underwater or in caves.

The terrifying clouds continued to spread, soaking the entire foot of the mountain.

this moment.

The entire foot of the Kunlun Mountains seemed to have become a vast sea of ​​clouds, and the Jade Mountain seemed to have become a divine mountain and fairyland above the sea of ​​clouds.

When the clouds and mist dissipated, many members of the Ximu and Hanhuang clans had disappeared, presumably becoming part of the clouds and mist. However, most of them managed to escape.

The remaining people ran out in a daze and looked at the Jade Peak of Kunlun Mountain.

Only then did everyone realize that

The entire summit of Kunlun Mountain vanished along with the clouds and mist, leaving no trace.

"what!"

"What about Mount Kunlun?"

"What happened? Where did it go?"

"Where did you go?"

The others were so terrified by the sight that they seemed to have truly lost their souls. It was no ordinary mountain, but Kunlun, the central peak of all mountains.

This huge mountain suddenly lost a section, as if it had been cut off by someone.

For mortals, such a sight is unimaginable, especially considering that there were divine stones and the Emperor's shadow on the mountain, both of which have now vanished.

How could this not be terrifying, especially for the people of the Ximu clan?

After this chaos, the great war between the Ximu clan and the Hanhuang clan came to an end.

No one cared about the previous battle anymore.

This time, they can be said to have suffered a lose-lose situation.

In a panic, they retreated into the distance, licking their wounds.
-
The pastoral tent of the Western Mother Clan.

After counting the number of people, Da Li was shocked and furious, especially since this great battle with the Hanhuang Clan was completely outside her plans.

However, because the entire tribe delayed their migration by two days, this situation arose, and they ran headlong into that calamity.

Fortunately, most of the tribe's women, children, cattle, and sheep had been moved away in advance, so the losses they suffered this time were not too great.

"I told you everything."

"It's time to go, it's time to go, why won't you listen?"

"They dragged things out and even started a war with the Hanhuang Clan, dragging the entire clan into it and bringing my Ximu Clan to ruin."

"The imperial edict has been issued. It is all your fault that my Ximu clan has suffered this calamity."

The people below trembled, burying their heads in the sand like ostriches, seemingly ashamed to face the giant goose.

The geese were unusually enraged, and fear filled her eyes.

Perhaps it wasn't just because of the losses suffered by the clan and tribe, but also because of the changes on Mount Kunlun, which left her completely bewildered as to what had happened.

At this moment, someone cautiously spoke up.

"Should we go up the mountain again and take another look?"

After this incident, Da Li never dared to question or delay the imperial edict again.

Since the Emperor has given them permission to leave, and specified when they should leave, then they must leave.

After a few days of delay, this happened.

If this continues, who knows what might happen next?

The giant lily looked at the person who made the suggestion, and just that gaze made the person collapse to the ground, too frightened to breathe.

"You want to go to Kunlun? Do you want our clan to bring about its own destruction?"

“Go, everyone in the tribe must migrate away from the foot of Kunlun Mountain.”

"Come back next year."

Xi Mu Shi witnessed the self-destruction of Han Huang Shi and Nu Ji, and saw the overwhelming clouds that engulfed countless miles, finally understanding what it meant for Heaven to send down calamities.

Everything is none of their business.

The leak of a wisp of power from Mount Kunlun, affecting them, was already a calamity they could neither bear nor resist.

North of Kunlun.

When the entire Ximu clan left.

Although the giant lily could not ascend to Kunlun to see the emperor, it consulted the emperor on the banks of the Yellow River using the art of divination.

This time, no one in the Ximu clan questioned Da Li's divination skills. Everyone was absolutely certain of Da Li's abilities, especially after they could no longer ascend Mount Kunlun. Da Li had completely become the emperor in their eyes, the representative of heaven and earth.

However, this time the emperor did not meet Da Li directly.

However, it also indirectly responded by arranging the feathers into a special pattern, conveying a message.

"It's alright, go ahead!"

And so, the entire Ximu clan, half relieved and half panicked, watched as the remaining half of the Kunlun Jade Peak departed.

The giant lily, mounted on its horse, looked back with reluctance.

"We will be back."

And the other side.

Southern foothills of the Kunlun Mountains.

The Hanhuang Clan suffered devastating losses this time, including the disappearance of two important leaders, the vanishing of large numbers of clansmen in the eerie clouds and mist, and the chaotic battle with the Ximu Clan.

However, the entire Hanhuang clan felt no aversion or resistance towards this "place of sorrow" they had.

As the remaining members of the Hanhuang clan drove away in their wooden carts and with their oxen and horses, they looked at Kunlun Mountain with the same reluctance, their eyes filled with intense unwillingness.

At that moment, someone suddenly shouted loudly.

"return."

"We must come back sometime."

"We must avenge the death of the Ximu clan."

“The nun and the priestess must still be on Mount Kunlun. They must still be alive. I can feel it.”

"They are no longer mortals, but have become the Emperors and Witches of Kunlun Mountain."

The entire Hanhuang clan shouted, firmly engraving the shadow of this place and everything that had happened in their hearts.

Similarly, they will come back again.

Having witnessed such a wondrous place, possessed truly extraordinary power, and experienced such unbelievable events.

They can never go back to the way things were before.

Kunlun, Wu, Shenmu, and the bluebird in the clouds, the immortal wooden guest.

Each and every one of them is deeply rooted in the hearts of the Hanhuang clan.

(End of this chapter)