Burial of Heaven: I am the Emperor, breaking the taboo and returning to the heavens

The strange vision gradually dissipated, leaving behind an incomparably prosperous world.

A world several times worse than the era of the emperor's fall.

The Era of the Emperor's Fall was the most prosperous era in ancient and modern times, and three thousand Immortal Emperors were born.

It is conceivable how terrifying this era is.

"Old Taoist priest, the increase in the number of people with Hongmeng luck seems to be disadvantageous to you innate creatures. What are you afraid of?"

Mu Changqing looked at the old Taoist priest beside him with a sullen face and asked seriously.

The secrets he knew were too few, even pitifully few.

He needed to know more innate secrets, but these secrets were not so easy to know.

The old Taoist priest slumped down on the recliner with a dejected look on his face and spoke helplessly.

"Emperor Zang, you are the only post-natal being that has escaped the chessboard. My friendship with you is also a bet that you can achieve unknown goals in the future."

After a pause, the old Taoist priest continued with a sincere look on his face.

"The innate creatures spent a great price to give birth to the Hongmeng destiny and cultivate the birth of those with Hongmeng destiny. I cannot tell you the reason. This involves great cause and effect, and I cannot afford it."

“Now that the Heavenly Dao has directly descended upon the nine primordial fortunes of the heavens, it means that he has nine primordial fortune holders. In addition, over the endless years, he secretly nurtured the primordial fortune holders, and sealed them in an unknown place. Such behavior… is really unethical, bah!”

"Who the hell said that the way of heaven is ruthless? How could a ruthless person do such a thing? An old silver coin! (10,000 words omitted here)"

Mu Changqing couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the old Taoist priest's loss of composure.

Then he shook his head, feeling the same sense of urgency in his heart.

That's how Heaven acts, breaking the rules.

This means that he may have undergone an extreme transformation now, and will no longer be afraid of innate creatures like before.

Just like himself, after experiencing countless epochs of sleep, and after merging with the Burial Sky Pearl, he underwent an ultimate transformation.

Mu Changqing looked at his slender white hands. Now he had no idea how terrifying it would be if he used all his strength.

Of course, the day when he makes a full effort will be the day when all the heavens and the worlds return to chaos and nothingness.

"Fuck, since you don't follow the rules, I won't follow the rules either."

Suddenly, the old Taoist priest stood up and cursed angrily, looking at Mu Changqing who was a little dazed.

"Emperor Zang, there are some things that involve great cause and effect that I cannot tell you."

"But there are some things I can tell you."

Mu Changqing looked at the old Taoist priest and smiled faintly.

He waited for a long time for the old Taoist priest to wake up.

The old Taoist priest looked at Mu Changqing's slightly smug expression with helplessness.

“Emperor Zang, you must not be unethical. I dare not say that I am the only innate being who is willing to befriend you, but I am at least the first.”

Upon hearing this, Mu Changqing nodded slightly and spoke calmly.

"Old man, I know what you mean. You need a partner. I need one now, too, even more than you."

"As an acquired being, I was once a chess piece of the innate beings. Even if I jump out of the chessboard now, there will definitely be many people who are hostile to me."

“So cooperation is not impossible.”

The two parties have reached a real cooperation on the surface at this moment, but it is unknown what they are thinking in their hearts.

The old Taoist nodded and threw out the first information about the person with Hongmeng luck.

"You can probably guess the importance of Hongmeng's destiny to the innate creatures, but why didn't that innate creature choose to descend in real form and fight you to the death after you killed Li Lingyun?"

Mu Changqing gently stroked his chin with his hand, thought seriously for a moment, and then answered.

"Because you can't beat me?"

Old Taoist Priest: ...

"Haha, I didn't expect the Burial Emperor to be able to joke."

The old Taoist priest answered seriously after jokingly saying so.

"That's because it's not so easy to wipe out a Hongmeng lucky person. As long as the Hongmeng purple energy is not destroyed, the host will not perish."

"It will only take a hundred years for Li Lingyun to be resurrected again. His cultivation will probably be even more terrifying, directly surpassing the Quasi-Immortal Emperor and entering the Immortal Emperor realm."

Upon hearing this, Mu Changqing was indeed a little surprised.

It is really unbelievable that with his methods, he failed to completely wipe out a mere quasi-immortal emperor.

"Don't be discouraged. In fact, you just don't know how to deal with the Hongmeng Luck Person. Otherwise, with your ability, how could you fail?"

Seeing that Mu Changqing didn't say anything, the old Taoist patted Mu Changqing on the shoulder and comforted him.

Mu Changqing glanced at the old Taoist priest speechlessly and spoke with disdain.

"Even if he surpasses the Immortal Emperor realm, I won't take it to heart. I can suppress him with just a wave of my hand."

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest was visibly stunned for a moment, then he sneered and changed the subject.

"As the world changes, the day when the innate creatures awaken and enter the world is not far away."

"You and I have to speed up the process and do some sabotage. Anyway, we can't get along, so let's do whatever we want."

The old Taoist priest looked like he had given up hope, with a slightly lewd smile on his face, a complete scoundrel.

Mu Changqing nodded in agreement, since the Heavenly Dao had not yet fully awakened.

It means there is still time, so let’s destroy as much as possible.

Anyway, he was alone and had nothing to fear.

Immediately, Mu Changqing changed the subject and looked at the old Taoist priest with a smile on his face.

"Old man, since we are allies now, can you please tell me who your spokesperson is? Don't worry, I will teach him for you when I have time."

"hehe!"

The old Taoist priest left Mu Changqing with his back, he would never believe Mu Changqing.

Mu Changqing curled his lips. Both of them knew the truth, although they were cooperating with each other.

But the necessary design and precautions will not be lacking.

As for why the old Taoist priest told him the truth that people with Hongmeng destiny are difficult to kill.

It is obvious that they want to use him to deal with other people with Hongmeng luck.

Mu Changqing didn't care. He would kill as many people with Hongmeng's luck as he met and would never let them go.

Of course, Zhang Fanchen is an exception. The two of them are plotting against the Demon Ancestor.

As for whether he could kill him, Mu Changqing naturally had some plans in mind.

What he cultivated was the Great Way of Burying Heaven, which was to bury everything. How could a person with mere primordial luck be immortal?

“It’s getting more and more interesting.”

Mu Changqing muttered to himself, his purple eyes piercing through the endless void.

Seeing Wei Ji and Nalan Yong obtain a heaven-defying opportunity, their cultivation was further improved and their luck also turned into a golden dragon.

Not long after Zhang Fanchen and Yuan Datou left, they began their journey of killing and cleansing.

But what Mu Changqing didn't know was that in the endless chaos, a broken figure slowly healed and turned into the appearance of a young man.

The aura around him became more and more terrifying. In the blink of an eye, his cultivation broke through the mortal realm and entered the virtual immortal realm, and it was increasing rapidly at that time.

Finally, the young man's aura stabilized at the peak of the True Immortal realm. He slowly opened his deep eyes and stood up with a slightly confused look.

The golden dragon's aura roared behind him, resounding throughout billions of miles of chaos.

Afterwards, the golden dragon's luck gradually transformed, and the purple-gold primordial chaos slowly emerged.

Ye Yu's eyes were filled with endless murderous intent as he murmured.

"Nalan Yong, and you... the hatred of genocide is irreconcilable."