Chapter 1 What?!

Qi Cang's body shook violently, as if hundreds of thunderbolts had exploded in his mind, making him dizzy and disoriented.

His recently calmed and composed state of mind was instantly shattered!

Who is in my body? Someone is...

Qi Cang was completely dumbfounded, and then a chilling sensation arose in his heart, an utter coldness.

Who is he?

Why have I never heard of such a person?

An enemy of Emperor Yuan Yang?

Qi Cang couldn't remain calm. Myriad thoughts churned wildly in his mind. Was this the dark demonic mist from his previous life that caused his demise?

But no matter how shocked he was, the moment that voice flowed out, he lost all control of his body.

He could still sense everything outside, but his primordial spirit seemed to have been drawn out of his body, becoming a complete bystander.

The light in the hall wasn't strong, but it wasn't dark either. The moment this voice rang out, it suddenly changed.

A faint, dark aura flickered and appeared, filling the hall. The space twisted at this moment, as if a rolled-up scroll was being unfurled.

Extending in all directions, in an instant, the hall transformed into a boundless, dark, unfathomable, and bizarre void.

Roar~~~

It seemed as if countless demonic figures were awakening from the void, dancing wildly and howling, unrestrained and unbridled.

Like a nest of ten thousand demons, terrifying beyond compare.

"Emperor of the Ages..."

An Qisheng sat cross-legged in place. The three feet in front of him were still the hall, but the changes all around couldn't get close to him. He chewed on the words of the unknown being, and a slight movement flickered in the depths of his eyes:

"It seems you know more than I imagined."

There was another mystery behind Qi Cang. An Qisheng had already discovered this when he first saw him.

No one is without a past, even if this Qi Cang seemed to come from another world, or seemed to be reborn.

Unless it was completely buried.

Gazing at 'Qi Cang', An Qisheng's eyes reflected the extremely dense and mysterious darkness surrounding 'Qi Cang'.

His pupils were both black, his aura dark, with a chaotic aura, but it didn't seem evil. It was like the starry sky, mysterious and vast, making people feel extremely dangerous.

This was similar to the chaotic aura of 'entropy' that he had encountered in the Myriad Laws Dragon Tower, but it was different, carrying an extremely strong personal trace.

Another divine thought?

It doesn't seem to be...

"The longer you live, the more you naturally understand."

In the faint, dark void, 'Qi Cang' chuckled.

His appearance hadn't changed at all, but his voice had become ancient and old.

As if traveling through time from the distant past, it carried a strong and heavy historical aura, as well as an indescribable and ethereal strangeness.

It seemed to exist, yet it didn't seem to exist.

As An Qisheng stared at him, he was also sizing up this existence who would shake the world in the future.

"Understanding more doesn't mean you can do it. Ancient Supreme Ones can look into the past and predict the future, but they are ultimately just bystanders, unable to interfere with the past, let alone set foot in the future..."

An Qisheng's expression was calm: "You don't need to put on a mysterious act in front of me. It's meaningless. What should be known will eventually be known."

Having foreseen it long ago, he naturally wasn't surprised by the actual meeting.

But he understood that Qi Cang's return by reversing the years was something that no 'person' could accomplish, whether he was a divine thought or something else.

The gap between seeing the future and reversing time and space was much larger than anyone wanted to believe.

Even a Supreme One couldn't do it.

Otherwise, there would be no such thing as old age, and there would be no limit to life and death.

"Well said, the past cannot be changed, and the future cannot be predicted. It can be seen but not touched. I really can't pull someone from the future back to the present."

'Qi Cang's' smile faded slightly, his tone ambiguous: "You really are the same kind as Guang Long."

The void was dark, seemingly endless, filling everything, but it couldn't touch the three feet in front of An Qisheng's body, as if the space within and without those three feet were two different worlds.

"You're the anomaly."

An Qisheng swept across this dark void, his expression indifferent: "It's only natural for all living beings to seek survival. It's a pity that, like you, even if you're alive, you're already dead."

The faint and dark aura was chaotic and disordered, concealing everything. Even An Qisheng at this moment couldn't see through this barrier.

He couldn't see this person's true face.

But no matter what he was, he was no longer a 'living being', because he couldn't detect the slightest bit of vitality.

"Defying the heavens to survive, I am still me. Whether I'm an anomaly or not is irrelevant."

'Qi Cang's' eyes became more and more profound, his pupils black with a hint of red, eerie and cold: "On the contrary, it's you, Your Excellency. In the future, you will gather the strengths of all paths, surpassing the ancient emperors and honored ones. People call you the Emperor of the Ages!

Such a magnificent and grand life is enviable, but in the end, will you be able to calmly accept the great limit and not pursue the vast Heavenly Dao, the gate to immortality?"

One who reveals the secrets of heaven will surely throw the world into chaos.

Those who see the future often find it difficult to tell others about it. And for uncertainty, once it is said, it will cause the future to change.

But for 'Qi Cang', why would he care whether this Yuan Yang Daoist could become the Emperor of the Ages in the future, or whether this path would be fraught with twists and turns?

"Who knows until one reaches that step?"

Even after hearing how amazing he would be in the future, An Qisheng's expression didn't change at all, and even had a somewhat indifferent taste.

"Hehe, haha."

'Qi Cang' roared wildly, his hair and beard dancing, extremely arrogant: "It's a pity that I couldn't see whether you in the future could really defy the heavens!"

"You keep saying that the future is uncertain, but how do you know that the future you see isn't just the tip of the iceberg?"

An Qisheng responded calmly, the aura around him flowing, repelling the dark aura that was spreading around.

He had also seen a corner of the future.

And it was farther away and more terrifying than what this mysterious person had seen.

The future of the Myriad Yang Realm was definitely not what Qi Cang and this mysterious person had seen. After the ultimate glory, it was likely to be the ultimate destruction.

"Perhaps."

'Qi Cang' sighed leisurely: "If this person hadn't arrived by chance, how could I have known about the magnificence of the next eight thousand years? Your Excellency's future body will be draped in infinite glory, surpassing the ancients and becoming supreme..."

"Such a life, not only does this waste envy..."

At this point, it seemed as if blood flames were burning in those dark pupils, flowing with a bone-chilling light:

"I'm also very curious!"

Those who haven't truly seen the future cannot truly understand the great era that this white-haired Daoist created in the eight thousand years of the future.

And because he saw it, he had an uncontrollable urge to revive in advance and come to see this person.

In the future world, someone once said that if there really was someone in the world who could embark on the path to immortality, this Yuan Yang Daoist would definitely be one of them.

"What are you curious about?"

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows, and a faint, dark light flickered in the depths of his eyes.

It was a pity that this person was hiding too well, and he couldn't capture the true meaning within.

"The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth rises and falls with the times. When the Great Dao flourishes, all things revive, and naturally, heroes rise together. But in such a trough of the Great Dao, when all things are silent, what kind of opportunities and encounters do you have that allow you to achieve such achievements in a short period of less than ten thousand years?"

His pupils changed, the dark color almost flowing out, and 'Qi Cang' had an extreme desire in his heart.

Heaven has seasons that change, and people have birth, old age, sickness, and death. They are vigorous when they are born, and weak when they are old. This is the Heavenly Dao. Spring brings the revival of all things, autumn brings the withering of all grasses, and winter brings the silence of heaven and earth.

This is also the Heavenly Dao.

The appearance of a figure like the Yuan Yang Daoist during this time of decline in the Great Dao is like the coming of autumn and winter, where all things grow against the heavens, and a hundred flowers bloom together.

This itself is not in accordance with common sense.

All things cannot escape the laws of heaven and earth, and people cannot reverse this process. If things are abnormal, there must be demons!

In the recent ancient years, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth has rebounded, and Guang Long was born with that fleeting opportunity, so it's fine for him to have achievements, but this Yuan Yang Daoist has nothing!

"I've heard too many similar doubts, but I don't even have the interest to answer them."

An Qisheng turned the Qiankun Circle that had turned into a finger ring.

No one would tell everyone about their opportunities and good fortune, and naturally, he wouldn't, especially to such a secretive and suspicious person.

Meeting those deep and cold eyes, An Qisheng asked in return: "You came to see me, not just because you're curious, right?"

Since coming to this world, the strongest person he had seen was the master of the Eternal Life Sect in the starry sky, whose face was unknown. Although this mysterious person didn't show any traces, his aura was faintly stronger.

Whether this person was a divine thought or something else, he was undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

"The method of reaching the heavens is the Dao. Since you have advanced to reaching the heavens, the Dao should have already been achieved..."

'Qi Cang' stared at An Qisheng, and an extremely greedy meaning flashed in his deep eyes: "I want to observe your Dao!"

Below reaching the heavens is the method, and above it is the Dao.

Only those who advance to reaching the heavens can truly forge their own path of Dao.

The path of Dao of ordinary sealed kings is not of much use to him, but the path of Dao of this Yuan Yang Daoist is definitely different!

Observe, not want.

The mysterious man thought he was already accommodating enough, but An Qisheng smiled when he heard this.

"The Dao is passed on to those who have fate, and the method is not passed on to the six-eared. What fate do you have with me to dare ask me for the Dao?"

An Qisheng shook his head with a chuckle, but there was no warmth in his eyes:

"To ask for the Dao, you're thinking too much."

An Qisheng has taught the Dao more than once. In Xuan Xing, the Ever-Floating Realm, and the Human Dao, he has passed down Daoist lineages, and he has countless disciples.

But this doesn't mean that the Dao can be easily passed on.

He didn't know what this mysterious figure had seen that made an apex existence of a realm come to ask him for the Dao, but that had nothing to do with him.

Boom!

It seemed as if thunder exploded in the void, and this deep and unfathomable boundless void suddenly boiled, faintly seeing demonic figures struggling within.

Terrifying howls were emitted one after another, setting off an extremely violent tide of the void.

Whoosh~~~

The dark aura was chaotic and disordered, crisscrossing and oscillating, but it surrounded 'Qi Cang', setting him off like a demon god king to whom ten thousand demons bowed down and worshiped.

"You probably misunderstood the meaning. I am not asking you for the Dao."

Amidst the swirling demonic mist, 'Qi Cang' lowered his eyes, cold and domineering:

"I want it, so you must give it!"