Capítulo 1965: Chapter 1964: I Want All Heaven to Praise My Na, I Want Freedom
“Generally speaking, the older the period one travels to, the greater the consumption of resources.
Moreover, maintaining the stability of ti and space is not easy.”
Monk Mingli explained.
“In most cases, we cannot guarantee the stability of the White Emperor Stele, and no one can guarantee it.
So the donor still needs to make preparations.”
“Then I will go to the period of the White Emperor,” Xu Zii said.
“Can the ti travel of the White Emperor Stele allow for integration into it, or can one only be an observer?”
This was sothing Xu Zii had to clarify.
Monk Mingli smiled and quickly said: “One can only be an observer.
If we could integrate into it, it would be traveling through ti and space to return to the past, and that’s sothing we cannot achieve.
It’s easy to view the ti and space of the past, but returning to the past is almost impossible.”
From a certain perspective, what Monk Mingli said was not wrong.
Almost impossible.
But Xu Zii had truly experienced it.
Because he had traveled through ti and space once and returned to the past.
This could also be considered a rebirth.
Probably only the Chaos Pearl could achieve this.
It’s just unfortunate that he only experienced rebirth that one ti, and currently, he does not possess the ability to continue rebirth.
Xu Zii estimated that he had not yet fully developed and mastered the Chaos Pearl.
Xu Zii wanted to enter the White Emperor Stele, naturally wanting to take a look at that Empress’s era.
He wanted to see if there were any usable clues.
After all, during that period, the Empress was the closest person to challenging Heaven.
……
The White Emperor Stele does not need to be opened.
Because the White Emperor Stele itself is in an open state, only the surrounding void is now sealed.
Monk Mingli retreated several steps, confird the safety, and then unsealed the void.
At the sa ti, the space seed to co alive, roaring continuously.
Various space turbulences devoured all the spirit stone resources Xu Zii brought.
As the void beca more and more violent, everything in front of him was torn apart.
No one knew how many tis the space was torn apart.
The White Emperor Stele in front suddenly shone brightly, and a ray of aurora fell on Xu Zii.
Imdiately after, it led him into the twisted void.
……
The figure began to travel continuously.
This was not traveling between spaces, but more like roaming in ti.
It was as if a clock began to turn counterclockwise.
The tiline was instantly dialed back to the ancient period.
That was the ti when the Demon’s Advent had just ended, an era dominated by the Empress.
Xu Zii found himself unable to speak, unable to move, only his eyes could be used.
The void in front gradually recovered, and he passively watched everything.
……
That was Victory City.
Just that kind of Victory City of the Primordial Era.
The Empress unified the Nine Domains, becoming the only Dominator of this world.
Even the Holy Court trembled within it.
Xu Zii opened his eyes and saw a woman.
He tried hard to see clearly, but unfortunately, the woman’s figure was hazy, as if covered by a thin veil, extrely mysterious.
Xu Zii knew this woman was the Empress.
Even crossing ti and space, he could not see her clearly.
In the Space-Ti Path, it was probably already wiped out by the Empress.
Beside the Empress, he saw the White Emperor.
This White Emperor, though a man, had skin as white as snow, whether it was the hair or eyebrows, his entire body seed to be white.
It was unknown if he had a special preference for the color white.
The White Emperor’s aura was clear and lofty, he walked towards the Empress, the two standing before Remorse Cliff.
Only to hear the White Emperor speak, saying: “The seven legions are all ready.
In three days, we may challenge the Heaven.”
“Can the Heavenly Gate be opened?” the Empress asked.
Her voice was not gentle, rather it was clear and powerful, each word determining the fate of the world.
“Qing Tian and Cang Tian are simultaneously open, that bastard of the Heavenly Dao even left us a path.
Fate and Destiny, letting us choose for ourselves.”
The White Emperor said with so mockery.
“We’ve co this far, how can we retreat now.”
“The Heavenly Dao does not want war, yet it is no longer up to him.”
“What is fate, and what is destiny?” the Empress asked.
The White Emperor smiled.
He said: “So are born believing that destiny is already predetermined; no matter how hard you try, you can’t change it.
This is your fate.
While so believe, destiny is controlled in my own hands, it should be decided by myself.
No one has the right to deprive him of that.
This is fate and destiny.
It is also the contradiction between us and the Heavenly Dao.”
“This theory is unsolvable,” the Empress shook her head.
“For us, cultivating immortality is about transcending, breaking free from constraints.
But not everyone can reach this point.
For others, fate may not be unacceptable.”
The White Emperor smiled and looked at the Empress, saying: “Why have you suddenly beco sentintal before the battle?
This is not a good on.”
“I’m just thinking, bringing you all to this point, was it right or wrong,” the Empress replied.
“My path was already predetermined.
And so people shouldn’t have been like this, if not for following , they might have a different path.”
“The road is chosen by oneself, this is personal creation, nothing to do with you,” the White Emperor smiled.
“To challenge the Heaven first to enter the Heavenly Gate, break through Qing Tian and Cang Tian, then directly face the core of the world.
By then, either die, or transcend the world’s constraints.”
“Go, let have so quiet ti before the battle,” the Empress waved her hand.
She stood quietly at the edge of Remorse Cliff.
Her face was unclear, and her thoughts unfathomable.
Logically, at this mont she should be peerless in the world, wholly focused on challenging Heaven.
But for so reason, the Empress was not happy.
The White Emperor seed to notice sothing, and said: “You usually only co to Remorse Cliff when you think you’ve done sothing wrong.
Are you still concerned about that Epochal Heavy Weapon?”
The Empress slightly nodded.
“Though I understand, it’s the last resort, but emotionally, I do not wish to use it.”
“This is the wish of all of us, if we truly reach that step, we have no regrets.
I want to forge a sword, take the heart of the Heavenly Dao, and pour the world’s strongest blood, to slaughter and slay the Dao.”
“This Epochal Heavy Weapon is our final trump card, you can no longer have reservations.”
The Empress remained silent.
What is a strong person?
Many people think, strong people are above the world; they are superior, unmatched.
A Saint’s anger, and all things are like straw dogs.
Slaughtering at will, already free and easy.
But such strong people, are just nouveau riche ntality.
True strong individuals, like the Empress, often have the world in mind.
Strong does not an acting recklessly, disregarding life.
Often truly great people regard their abilities as a ans to benefit all beings, that is a great person.
“I want the heavens to praise my na, all living beings to revere , cultivating to this boundary is already the limit.
Doing a grand enterprise is better than dying lonely,” the White Emperor laughed.
“I only want freedom!”
The Empress said calmly.
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