Only by Transcending the Realm of Humanity

After an unknown amount of time, the figure in white slowly opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

There was no trace of human emotion in his eyes, only endless indifference and profound darkness.

In the depths of his pupils, it seemed as if countless universes were being born and dying, and the fates of billions of living beings were rising and falling.

"Over 100,000 years..."

The Emperor's voice was ethereal and otherworldly, as if it had traveled across time and space from ancient times, without a trace of worldly concerns.

After a long period of recuperation and seclusion spanning hundreds of thousands of years, he has now fully recovered to his former peak state, where he dominated all ages and looked down upon all living beings.

During this long healing process, the Emperor finally figured out a shocking mystery that had troubled him for hundreds of thousands of years.

He recalled the white-clad figure wielding a silver sword from years ago, who had nearly killed him with a single strike.

That fleeting, brilliant phantom, like a shooting star, gave him a slightly troublesome feeling.

"Emperor of Time...Emperor Flame..."

The Emperor's lips curled into a chilling smile.

Under the supreme deduction of the laws of fate, he finally saw through the causal fog that obscured the secrets of heaven and saw the deep-seated soul bond between those two seemingly unconnected peerless powerhouses.

"I never expected that the Emperor of Time, who controlled the laws of time back then, would actually survive."

"He actually managed to deceive my perception of the laws of fate and successfully reincarnate in this completely sealed world, becoming the later Yan Emperor, and almost ruined the original's grand plan of eternity."

A shadow crossed the Emperor's eyes.

Although he couldn't figure out what kind of heaven-defying methods the other party had used to complete the reincarnation under the solid barrier of the Immortal Realm fragments and right under his nose, it no longer mattered.

Any variable, as long as it exists, must be completely eliminated.

"This time, I'll see if you have the ability to be reincarnated again!"

A chilling killing intent flashed in the Emperor's eyes.

No matter what other tricks the opponent has up their sleeve, as long as their true spirit is completely annihilated and the cause and effect are severed at the source, the trouble can be eliminated forever.

However, when his gaze pierced through the barriers of the small world, crossed the endless galaxy, and landed on that star field that had just experienced a great battle and was filled with intense imperial might, his brows involuntarily furrowed slightly.

"Sword Emperor..."

The Emperor murmured the title softly.

That invincible swordsman, dressed in white and capable of slaying a supreme being who had reached the pinnacle of transcendence, appeared out of nowhere and forcibly fused with the Dao-Merging Flower, defying the heavens to prove his Dao in an era where becoming an emperor was impossible.

"The Emperor of Time, the Emperor of Flame, and now there is another Emperor of Sword. In these Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, you, a variable who transcends the control of fate, have been unknowingly conceived."

The Emperor's gaze became extremely solemn.

Because the moment he saw the Sword Emperor draw his sword, his originally calm and composed state of mind was suddenly stirred by a rare and intense tremor.

It was a kind of tremor that had transcended the long years and was deeply imprinted in the deepest part of the soul.

On that day tens of thousands of years ago, a white-clad phantom, wielding a silver longsword capable of severing countless rules, descended across endless space and time as if strolling leisurely.

Where the illusory figure's sword pointed, all things perished, and cause and effect collapsed.

What the Emperor found even more unbearable was that the phantom had said that he would die at the hands of the other party in the future.

Now, as this Sword Emperor slays four Supreme Beings in the starry sky, the unfathomable and terrifying sword intent that transcends all paths perfectly overlaps with the aura emanating from that phantom from tens of thousands of years ago!

"So, the phantom that killed me back then was you."

"The future you spoke of... has now arrived."

The Emperor slowly stood up, and with his movement, this vast, hidden little world began to tremble violently, and the immortal energy in the sky surged wildly like boiling seawater.

The Emperor knew very well that, facing such a terrifying being whose swordsmanship had reached the divine level, his current strength, though at its peak, was still limited to the level of an Extreme Emperor, and he was clearly unable to kill him completely.

The fact that his opponent could sever the lock of fate with a sword and ignore the defense of a perfect Chaos Saint Body meant that he, the Emperor, did not have an absolute chance of winning.

In fact, if we are not careful, the future that the other party described hundreds of thousands of years ago could become a cruel reality.

As the mastermind behind the scenes for eternity, the Emperor naturally had no intention of sitting idly by and waiting for his demise.

He absolutely refused to allow his life and the grand plan he had meticulously crafted over millennia to end in the hands of a mere variable.

"Since I cannot completely eliminate you in the mortal realm, the only option is to transcend that realm."

The Emperor raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the dome of the nine heavens and ten earths, seeing the vast immortal realm hidden in the endless void.

He also had a way to deal with it, which was the ultimate trump card that was enough for him to break all deadlocks and truly become invincible in the world—becoming an immortal!

In fact, the Emperor had made thorough preparations for becoming an immortal long ago.

Over these long years, he secretly manipulated the chaos of darkness, reaping the cosmic origins of countless eras, collecting the ultimate laws of those fallen emperors, the life essence of billions of beings, and all the immortal substances remaining in this fragment of the immortal realm.

He even found a hidden spatial node in the deepest part of the universe, which was the weakest point between this world and the true immortal realm, and the only supreme treasure land that could bear his path to becoming a true immortal and attract the tribulation of becoming an immortal.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

However, due to some special reasons, he has been hesitant to take that final step.

He chose to lie low for the time being, rather than trigger the great tribulation of becoming an immortal.

The reason is simple: the Emperor's laws of destiny have given a warning that bad things will happen when one becomes an immortal.

It was a strange sense of crisis; a voice in the darkness told him not to become an immortal, not even to touch the realm of immortality.

The Emperor naturally believed this without a doubt, and he had great confidence in his own sense of destiny.

After all, his ability to perceive destiny played a crucial role in getting him to where he is today.

Moreover, the Emperor also had some idea about the great terror that would descend upon those who ascended to immortality.

As the first Celestial Venerable of the mythological era, the Emperor's seniority is far greater than anyone imagines, and he knows many secrets unknown even to the Supreme Beings.

For example, the events of the ancient era might be considered by other supreme beings as mere legends, too distant to be investigated.

But the Emperor knew that that era had truly existed.

He had personally experienced that great era and witnessed how it vanished overnight.

That was a nightmare deep within his heart, a nightmare that even the laws of fate could not completely erase.