Celestial Emperor Han - Chapter 1299

[Chapter 1285 Fate]

Under the blood moon.

The Lord of the Underworld stood, Jiang Han’s words seemed to make him fall into contemplation, Tsing Yi fluttered in a different style, but there was no turbulence, only those eyes were as deep as the sea of depth.

Like a goddess coming to the world.

for a long time.

“Hugh said to resurrect the emperor, even if it is an immortal, no one has ever been able to resurrect.” The Lord of the Underworld finally spoke, and as soon as he spoke, he affirmed Jiang Han’s doubts.

Break free from the long river of fate, once you fall, your soul will be scattered, and if you don’t enter reincarnation, it will be impossible to resurrect.

This is how the supreme rule works.

Even if the time and space are chaotic, no one can go against it.

Jiang Han listened silently, and his confusion was relieved. This is the truth of the world.

“However.” The Lord of the Underworld suddenly spoke again: “Isn’t the so-called rules meant to be broken? Just like the cultivator’s desire to break free from the shackles of fate and keep marching toward eternity, I want to resurrect Yongyue, isn’t there a trace of it? is it possible?”

Jiang Han was shocked. He felt the determination and desire in the words of the Lord of the Underworld. It was an undisputed belief.

The underworld finally admitted it.

His reincarnation, the Emperor Song, built the Yongyue Temple and placed the Immortal Emperor Yongyue in the Emperor Burial Realm, and when the Song Emperor awakened the memory of his past life and became the Lord of the Underworld.

The Lord of the Underworld chose to inherit everything from Emperor Song, including his love for Immortal Emperor Yongyue.

but.

From the previous memory pictures, Jiang Han remembered that the love in the heart of the Lord of the Underworld is obviously the back soil of the ancestors. If he wants to be resurrected, why is it not the back soil of resurrection?

Jiang Han raised his head and stared at the Underworld Lord in the void through Zeta.

“In the end, did Lord Ming get everything from Emperor Song, or did Emperor Song get everything from Lord Ming?” Jiang Han couldn’t help but say: “Senior, who are you?”

“Is there any difference?” The Underworld Lord said indifferently: “Whether it is the Song Emperor of the Human Race or the Taigu Underworld Lord, it is just a period of time that I have experienced. I am the only one and my name is Song Chuyu!”

I am the only one.

This is Lord Ming’s answer to Jiang Han, and it is also a recognition of himself.

There has never been a real body of the underworld master, and there has never been a reincarnated spiritual body.

From beginning to end, there was only one Song Chuyu.

“Senior, even if you want to resurrect the Eternal Immortal Emperor, why do you have to be the enemy of the human race? Do you want to start this catastrophe?” Jiang Han said again: “Is it just for revenge?”

Jiang Han was a little unacceptable.

Nether Samsara is one of the foundations of the human race’s dominance in the world. Emperor Song is one of the ten halls of the underworld, and non-core characters in the Human Race Alliance cannot serve.

This is enough to show the high status of Emperor Song in the human race alliance in the past.

Although Immortal Emperor Yongyue fell in the hands of the human race emperor, Jiang Han believed that there must be a reason for it. It is impossible for the emperors of the human race to kill an alien immortal emperor for no reason.

There is a reason for the incident, the Lord of the Underworld restores his memory, even if there is hatred in his heart, why should he set off a catastrophe and end the battle?

The human race is still the mother family of Emperor Song after all. During Emperor Song’s cultivation years, the Human Race Alliance also helped a lot. Even if Song Chuyu hated a few emperors, would it be necessary to destroy the entire Human Race Alliance?

If the end of the catastrophe is lost, the Human Race Alliance will face extinction.

What is wrong with the billions of human beings?

The Lord of the Underworld has hatred, which is normal.

But because of this, they have to destroy the Human Race Alliance? Jiang Han couldn’t understand.

“I don’t want to destroy the human race.” Lord Ming said again: “It’s just that I want to step into that road, but your master and the few emperors of the human race are not allowed, I can only do this.”

“Road?” Jiang Han couldn’t help but move.

“If you don’t reach this level, you won’t understand it. When you reach this level, you will understand.” The Lord of the Underworld said softly.

Jiang Han listened, and faintly, he understood that he should have touched the deepest mystery in the universe of the world. The Lord of the Underworld and the others set off this catastrophe. Is it related to a road?

What way will it be?

“I know you are curious.” The Lord of the Underworld suddenly smiled. This was the first time he had come to this world to laugh: “Actually, there is nothing mysterious. That road may make life eternal.”

“Life is eternal?” Jiang Han’s heart trembled.

This is an eternal topic.

Generations of practitioners have come one after another, constantly pursuing a higher level of practice. The realm of the gods, the realm of the king, the realm of the emperor, the realm of the emperor, the powerhouse… One realm after another has been opened, and great creatures have been born one after another, writing own splendor and legend.

but.

From the beginning of civilization, from the source of practice.

An ultimate question plagues all practitioners.

In this world, can there be living beings that are truly eternal?

The powerful people who condense the fruit of the Dao can hardly feel the traces left by the years. Every lifespan is counted in epochs. In the eyes of ordinary people, their lifespans can be called endless, and they can be regarded as longevity.

But again longevity, it is still a day of sitting.

The Eastern Emperor of Yuji Huanyu, the Heavenly Emperor of the Thousand Domains, the Demon Emperor who swept through all realms, all of them in the realm of emperors in history, all of them can be called the ultimate in cultivation, and their strength has reached an incredible level.

The wheel of life and death, the creation of the void, the thought of life in the universe… All kinds of magical powers that ordinary cultivators see inconceivable, they can do it with just one thought.

Supreme, lawless, is the awe and title of countless creatures to them.

However, even if they are as high as the emperor realm, there has never been even one person who has achieved eternity. They will still age, die, and will end their lives one day.

“Can it really achieve eternity?” Jiang Han asked this question.

“cannot!”

The Lord of the Underworld spoke without hesitation.

Jiang Han couldn’t help but feel gloomy in his heart. The Underworld Lord may not be the most peak of the past. He also opened up six reincarnations. He has lived for nearly four epochs, and his view on life and death is probably no less than that of the strongest.

“But we are always on the road of chasing eternity.” The Lord of the Underworld spoke again.

For a moment, Jiang Han seemed to have a bright light lit in his heart.

yes!

It’s impossible to achieve forever, and it may even never happen.

But in practice, the result is important, but is the result the only one? No, the process is as exciting as the results. If you try your best to be worthy of your heart, what if you fail?

The speaker is unintentional, listening intentionally.

Lord Ming didn’t know, but what he said casually strengthened Jiang Han’s Taoism even more.

“Achieving eternity is the ultimate goal of my generation of practitioners.” Jiang Han said again: “Senior knows that the resurrection of Immortal Emperor Yongyue is almost extravagant, but it still consumes endless energy, do you think so in your heart?”

The Lord of the Underworld did not affirm or deny, but just smiled faintly.

“I have imagined Pangu, who created the world in chaos, I have seen the Holy Spirit of the Hong clan who enlightened the heavens, and I have also witnessed the only emperor of the ancient times, His Majesty the Eastern Emperor. What about the gods and demons fighting for the front?” The Underworld Lord whispered.

“Or the reincarnation of the true spirit has left a legend, or the earth-shattering battle, which has written a strong stroke in the classics of mythology, but most of them have disappeared in the long river of time. That’s just the time of the Hong Dynasty before our prehistoric universe opened up. What about an era older than the Hong clan?”

“Between this world sea, it looks like a prosperous scene, countless ethnic groups stand, and countless legends are circulating.”

“I’m Song Chuyu, some people call me a god, a saint, a fairy, I used to be Yan Jun, who was high above the netherworld, and now I’m also the lord of the underworld who made endless waves in the world. My name is destined to be passed on for endless years, but a few What about after the epoch? Even after the destruction of the prehistoric universe?”

“Everything will die.”

“Perhaps in the distant future, in a brand-new era, there will be a person who, by accident, excavates an object from a ruin, and will know that, a long, long time ago, there was such a person, his His name is Song Chuyu, he used to be the Emperor of the Underworld.”

The Lord of the Underworld looked at Jiang Han.

“This is our destiny. Whether you are a fairy, a god, a king, or an emperor, you will eventually fade away in this long river of time.”

Jiang Han has been listening quietly.

But at this moment, he suddenly took the words of the Lord of the Underworld, and said in a low voice: “The so-called fate, the so-called fate, is the shackles we put within ourselves, we will eventually become like countless creatures in the past, become part of the long river of time, even Can’t make waves for a long time.”

“but.”

Jiang Han and the Lord Ming looked at each other: “In the fate that we may be destined to, we will fight bravely, we will be full of blood, we will be happy and wanton, even if it will eventually be destroyed.”

“Before dying, there is no regret.”

[End of This Chapter]