I was the Heavenly Emperor in ancient times

Chapter 63 The Great Fire of the Western Queen Mother's Kingdom and Mount Sanwei

The divine bird, transformed from a witch, soars across the sky, flying towards the capital of the emperor.

Returning like an arrow.

Xi Mu finally got what she had always dreamed of; she could soon become the Imperial Witch, a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor.

In her imagination, she was one with heaven and earth, which was what was called destiny.

However, she soon discovered another problem.

The Ximu clan and other vassal clans in the capital of the emperor raised their heads and saw the divine bird returning from afar. They all knelt on the ground and shouted.

"Welcome back to the Western Mother."

When Xi Mu landed in the city, the first thing she said was...

"I will inform all the tribes of the Great Wilderness that I will fuse with the blood of the Emperor to obtain the Mandate of Heaven."

"By the time."

"I will change my name to Queen Mother of the West, and the capital of the Emperor will be renamed the Kingdom of Queen Mother of the West."

This day.

The altar in the capital city was packed with people, and the surrounding streets were also crammed with them.

Within this city of witches built by the Ximu clan's emperor witches.

The alienated humans, the hairy and horned shamans, the ghosts wandering in the corners, and the ancestors from all over the Great Wilderness were all mixed together.

But at this moment, all the "people" were watching the high altar for worshipping heaven and earth in an orderly manner, only daring to speak in hushed tones below.

"In the end, the Emperor's blood still fell into the hands of the Western Mother!"

"It seems that Xi Mu is still stronger than the ugly woman of Hanhuang Clan. She is the true Emperor Witch."

"What kind of being is the Emperor? Is he truly the great sun in the sky?"

"Or is it the high and mighty sky, the four corners of heaven and earth?"

Everyone knows the Emperor, but no one knows what the Emperor really is.

At that moment, someone suddenly spoke up.

"The Western Mother has arrived!"

At this moment, everyone below the altar fell silent.

The sacrificial ceremony began, and this ceremony was more grand than ever before, with more people attending.

This is a major event for the entire Great Wilderness, and even for the human race.

All the clans and tribes of the Great Wilderness, as well as the shamans, came to witness this. They watched as the Western Mother ascended the high platform, dressed in magnificent robes, to worship the great sun in the sky and to pay homage to heaven and earth in all directions.

We worship the stars in the heavens and the four directions of heaven and earth.

Finally, the Queen Mother of the West held high the red jade formed from the Emperor's blood, intending to integrate it into her body.

As the ritual to worship the emperor reached its crucial moment, the red jade began to show signs of melting, seemingly transforming back into the form of blood.

At the same time, rings of light emanated from the red jade.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Ripples spread across the air and drifted upwards.

At this moment, everyone in the capital city sensed that something was wrong, especially the shamans. The power from the demon god within each of them surged, as if they had been subjected to some intense stimulation.

Then, a giant eye appeared in the sky, looking down at the capital city below.

The eyes moved, and the pupil split into two.

"Ah!" Everyone looked shocked.

"What is that thing? Something feels off to me." But for the shamans, it wasn't shock, it was terror.

"My body is burning, burning!" Some shamans even lay on the ground, struggling incessantly, as if flames were burning inside their bodies when those eyes looked at them.

“Those eyes are looking at me, whose eyes are they, they are looking at me… Ah…” More and more shamans had this feeling, and there was panic below the altar, with everyone trying to avoid the gaze of the eyes in the sky.

On the altar, the Western Mother had only the Emperor's blood in her eyes.

She looked up at the eyes in the sky and shouted.

"The Emperor is watching me."

Those eyes were so extraordinary that they gave Xi Mu the feeling that not only the Emperor was looking at her, but the entire world was watching her.

Then, the red jade slowly melted.

It's about to drip down.

But just as the imperial blood was about to fall, Xi Mu, like everyone else, sensed something was wrong.

Perhaps it was an instinct stemming from the Bluebird's supernatural powers, but a strong sense of death instantly enveloped her.

Unknowingly.

It was as if a voice was telling her that if she took another step, she would die, or at least not in a good way.

At this moment, the words of Wuji, the great shaman of Wuchen Kingdom, echoed in Ximu's ears.

"Only mortals can become Emperors and Wizards."

Previously, she thought it was just a ridiculous curse from the defeated enemy.

But at this moment, Xi Mu realized that it seemed to be true, but she found it hard to believe.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

“A mortal…a mortal…why should a mere mortal be made an Emperor-Witch?”

Xi Mu was somewhat at a loss and unwilling to believe such a fact.

Because she became the Queen Mother of the West, she was destined not to become the true Queen Mother of the West.

She became an Imperial Witch with the power of the Bluebird, but precisely because of this, she could not become a true Imperial Witch.

It was hard for her to accept.

“I am the Queen Mother of the West, the Queen Mother of the West chosen by Heaven, the Emperor Witch.”

"Why should a mere mortal be more qualified than me?"

"Why?"

"He was just a mortal... just a mortal..."

When the Emperor descended to earth, the current Queen Mother of the West was still a child, but now, decades have passed, and she has gradually grown old.

Wrinkles began to appear at the corners of her eyes, just like Da Li and Shao Li in the past. In the end, they had to accept their fate of fading away with the years, and even the desire to leave something more behind in the passage of time became difficult.

only.

This generation of West Mother also differs from the previous two in some ways, which shapes her uniqueness.

Da Li was just an ordinary mortal. During the migration of her tribe, she accidentally saw the divine stone and the Emperor that had fallen on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and then she became the first witch in the world.

However, she was a mortal for the first half of her life, and the tribe she led was just a small one. She always served the emperor humbly with the mindset of a mortal, and in the end, she willingly accepted her fate of disappearing.

But there are few lilies.

She grew up at the foot of Kunlun Mountain when she was young. She watched the Great Li sacrifice to the Emperor when she was very young, watched her people dance around the Emperor under the raging fire, and watched the Emperor display his supernatural powers and strength.

She grew up beside the Emperor and in the process of worshipping him. In her eyes, the Emperor was the sun in the sky, and also a concrete being beside her.

She was strong and brave, and had a special charm for her people.

She believed herself to be different from others, possessing the fortitude of a barbaric warrior and the confidence of a superior being.

In her, the characteristics of both divinity and humanity seemed to be combined.

But this generation of Western mother.

She was too young when the previous generation of Xi Mu Shao Li identified her as Xi Mu. In her memory, she was regarded by everyone as Xi Mu and Di Wu from birth, like a living god.

Shao Li did not give her a name, and no one gave her a name after that; she was Xi Mu.

Her arrogance emanated from her very bones; it was something she was born with.

in her eyes.

The Emperor is the will of Heaven and Earth, the eternally rising sun.

And she is the living Queen Mother chosen by the Emperor, without any human element.

But at this moment, she was told that in the Emperor's eyes, she was no different from a mortal, and even worse than a mortal.

"This is impossible……"

"This is impossible, impossible."

But finally.

The Western Mother did not merge with the Emperor's blood.

The sacrificial ceremony ended hastily amidst the shock of the mortals, the fear of the Great Wilderness Witch, and the bewilderment of the West Mother.

What remained in everyone's memory was that eye that hung high in the sky, watching them like the very heavens.
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later.

The Queen Mother continued to offer sacrifices to the Emperor time and time again, growing older with each sacrifice.

She donned a magnificent robe and exquisite jade ornaments, standing on the ever-growing and majestic altar for worshipping Heaven.

The capital city under the emperor grew larger and larger, and the number of people gathering in the city increased year by year, with more and more people attending the ceremonies each time.

On the stage, she offered sacrifices.

We call upon the heavens, we call upon the great sun in the sky, we call upon all directions.

They were begging for the Emperor's response.

She imagined that perhaps it wasn't that she couldn't accept the Emperor's bloodline, but rather that she hadn't gained the Emperor's approval.

She hoped that her plea would be answered by the Emperor.

Once the Emperor approves of her, his blood will be absorbed into her body.

She will become the Queen Mother of the West, the only imperial witch in the world.

To become immortal would mean regaining a youthful appearance.

Like an emperor.

May heaven and earth live as long as we live, and may the sun and moon shine as brightly as we shine.

She hoped again and again, only to be disappointed time and time again, and under these circumstances, she eventually grew very old.

Inside the main hall of the capital city.

The original temple was just a large house where various clans worshipped their gods, and the god of the Ximu clan was Ximu, who lived in the temple.

As time went by, the palaces and systems of the capital city gradually became more complex and complete, making the Western Queen seem increasingly lofty and sacred, as if she were untouched by the mortal world.

At some point, the Queen Mother at the head of the hall put on the mask she had worn in her childhood once again.

They were fierce and menacing, inspiring fear.

However, when she was young, Xi Mu Shi did not want people to see that she was young, but now she does not want people to see that she is old.

However, upon returning to her palace, whenever she faced the bronze mirror and the basin of water, seeing her reflection, she was forced to accept the fact that she was growing old.

She pushed over the basin and smashed the bronze mirror.

"I'm not old!"

"I will not die, I will not die."

"The Queen Mother will not die; she will only go to the Heavenly Realm."

She found it hard to accept her aging, hard to accept that even she, a god-like being, would eventually perish.

At this moment, someone said...

"Mother Xi, there is another way to achieve immortality."

Xi Mu looked over, and the man told her.

"Reincarnation!"

Xi Mu laughed, then killed the man and fed him to the white tiger beneath the altar.

She finds many things difficult to accept.

She could not accept that her love and worship for the Emperor were unrequited, that she could not become the Emperor's only witch in the human world, and that she could not accept that she would lose everything in her reincarnation and become just one of the masses.

In her youthful arrogance, she thought she possessed everything and was a god among men.

Now that she's grown old, she realizes she's just an ordinary person after all.

The closer one gets to the truth, the less one can accept it, and the less one can talk about it.

Like a bubble, like a dream.

Anyone who dares to break it will face her full-force retaliation.

She said, "The Emperor said that as long as I do what I'm supposed to do, he will come to see me."

This day.

The time for worshipping Heaven and Earth had come again, and the shamans and leaders of the various clans under the command of the Western Mother once again came to the capital of the Emperor and gathered at the altar of worship.

Everyone looked at Xi Mu, who was once again offering sacrifices to the Emperor, still hoping to receive a response from him.

Everyone remained silent, but everyone understood that Xi Mu was about to die.

This sacrificial ceremony may very well be the last one.

Everything will end.

That marked the end of one era and the beginning of another.

On the altar.

Xi Mu performed the sacrifice with utmost seriousness, enjoying the feeling of being watched by heaven, earth, sun, and moon.

Finally, the Queen Mother raised her aged hands high, gazing at the great sun in the sky.

The red jade held in the palm gradually melted, and its light spread outwards.

"Buzz!"

She saw the double pupils again and stared into those eyes.

She had spoken countless times to those double pupils, but this time she said nothing; only tears streamed down her face and slid down from beneath the mask.

She opened her mouth, tears streaming down, and a hoarse sob escaped her throat.

"what……"

"Ah...ah..."

She heard the voice of the bluebird in her ear and vaguely sensed her own fate, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

But at this moment, she still made her choice.

At last.

That drop of blood had completely dissolved.

The Emperor's blood fell and merged into the eyes of the Western Mother, seeping into them.

"despair!"

She sensed her impending doom, yet she spoke those words.

"I have become the Emperor Sorcerer!"

"I am the Queen Mother of the West."

Xi Mu's body began to mutate, and she walked forward step by step.

"To be with the Emperor, to live forever, to live as long as Heaven and Earth, to shine as brightly as the Sun and Moon."

Her body continued to change, her hunched body gradually became upright, and her face returned to its youthful appearance.

Beautiful as a painting of immortals, proud as the clouds, her eyes cold as if they contained thunder.

The Queen Mother removed her mask and looked back at everyone. Everyone knelt down and shouted.

"Queen Mother of the West!"

She laughed loudly, looking up at the sun in the sky.

Then, his arms opened wide, transforming into infinitely extending wings.

She seemed to have truly become the demon god Qingniao, and the power of Qingniao gathered more and more into her, making her figure grow larger and larger.

Ten zhang, a hundred zhang, they obscured the sky above the capital city of the emperor.

at this time.

An overwhelming longing welled up within her; she wanted to fly up to the sky, to the heavenly realm.

She will become the true Azure Bird of the Emperor.

"Chirp!"

She transformed into a giant divine bird and flew into the sky. At the same time, her pupils began to split, but before they could split completely, they dissipated.

Then, a force rushed up to her brow and pushed outwards.

A bloodstain appeared between her eyebrows, as if another eye had appeared.

But soon, that eye also collapsed.

This time.

A flame-like thing began to burn from between her eyebrows, devouring all her power and burning everything she once possessed to ashes.

But at this moment, Xi Mu was only concerned with flying towards the ends of the earth.

It flew farther and farther.

In the end, she did not fly to the heavens, nor even to the northernmost part of the earth.

She transformed into a ball of flame and landed on a great mountain, where a raging fire engulfed everything in its path.

The fire was as red as blood, turning the heavens and earth crimson.

The name of that mountain is Sanwei Mountain.
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The underworld.

"The soul is back!"

"Return... return..."

Upstream from the Yellow Springs, a tall "man" waves a banner printed with images of the underworld, summoning the souls of the dead to the netherworld.

All I could see were waves of wandering souls crossing the Yellow Springs River, stepping over the somewhat dilapidated bridge, pausing before the Three Lives Stone, and finally heading off into the distance.

On the Three Lives Stone, Li Jun sat cross-legged, watching this scene.

His gaze gradually shifted from the distance to the ghost city above the Yellow Springs, and the ferocious ghosts and gods that guarded it.

"The soul is back!"

“The tall man is a thousand feet high, and the earth god has nine contracts.”

The Netherworld that Li Jun wanted to create had taken initial shape and was at least basically operational. Wandering spirits from all over the Great Wilderness were constantly entering the Netherworld through the Soul-Summoning Giant.

After passing through the first barrier between the realms of Yin and Yang, there is Youdu, followed by the Northern Dark Waters and the Gate of the Underworld.

After passing the Three Lives Stone and crossing the Bridge of Helplessness, they arrive at the Netherworld and are finally reincarnated.

This underworld.

With the spirits and deities above, the ghosts in the Netherworld Ghost City each perform their duties, and they are replaced generation after generation, constantly changing and adjusting with the power of the Yellow Springs.

As Tu Bo's power grows stronger, the system of the Mountain and Sea Kingdom becomes more complete, or whatever happens in the Underworld or the Yellow Springs, the Underworld will naturally change along with it.

This is all Li Jun can do for now.

Although Li Jun was in the netherworld, he was also keeping an eye on the ghosts and spirits in the Great Wilderness.

As the Yellow Springs Netherworld was perfected, those ghosts were absorbed and summoned wave after wave by the soul-summoning giants that appeared in various corners of the Yellow Springs, crossing the boundary between Yin and Yang and being thrown into the black waters of the Northern Underworld.

Although it still cannot absorb all the wandering spirits, at least the situation of humans and ghosts living together in the wilderness has indeed improved, as there are still many lonely ghosts everywhere.

Even later on.

Ghosts will still roam the earth, though they won't be as ubiquitous as before.

Li Jun was busy thinking about what else he could add, but it seemed that this was all for now.

Perhaps it's time to go back to the human world and take a look, to complete the final step of the plan.

Then, he suddenly looked out of the underworld.

"Chirp!"

He heard the sound of the bluebird.

It's not a warning, nor is it related to fortune or misfortune.
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In front of Sanwei Mountain.

Li Jun crossed the North Sea and once again set foot on earth.

Perhaps I didn't come here on purpose; I was just passing by.

The mountains have turned to scorched earth, and perhaps for many years to come, not an inch of land will grow, and even demons and gods will not be born here.

Li Jun stood amidst the scorched earth, gazing ahead, as a strong wind whipped up dust and sand that brushed past him.

He suddenly squatted down, grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, and the sand fell from his fingertips, turning into ashes.

"rustle!"

As the dust settled, a wisp of azure divine feather was revealed.

Long, long ago, he wanted to reclaim the divine feathers of the bluebird, but he never had the chance or various circumstances arose.

He didn't intend to take it back, but eventually the divine feather of the bluebird returned to his hands.

Young Li, Big Li, Western Mother.

It has spanned three generations.

This era of imperial witches of the Ximu clan, which was initiated by the power of the Bluebird, seems to have come to an end.

(End of this chapter)