The little emperor stood there like a wooden sculpture or clay figure, not moving for a long time.
The stranger walked further and further away. There was a blood-red palm print behind him, and ashes were still floating out. That was the damage caused to him by the Holy King of Samsara.
The attack from the Holy King of Samsara was extremely heavy, equivalent to the energy that exploded from destroying a small universe, and then transforming this energy into magical powers.
What's even more amazing is that the energy contained in the palm that injured the outsider came from the outsider himself. Emperor Hu used the chaotic sea water to break Yingying's axe of creation, and the outsider helped Yingying to create the world, splitting the chaotic sea water and turning it into a small universe.
The Holy King of Samsara used the small universe opened up by the outsider, transformed the energy into his own magical powers, and returned it to the outsider, severely injuring him. This is the cycle of cause and effect, and retribution will come!
This move reflects the Saint King of Samsara's unfathomable and profound attainments in the way of reincarnation, which is breathtaking!
Di Hu looked at the stranger going away, then looked at Di Shu who was standing still, and said hesitantly: "You don't want to chase him? You don't want to kill him? Now is the best time to kill him! He was seriously injured by the Holy King, and he still has some strength left to deal with the Holy King. If we take action now, we can solve his problem once and for all!"
He said excitedly: "Kill him, and there will be one less person riding on our heads to be the emperor! Back then, it was you who presided over the grand event of beheading Emperor Hundun and the outsider. Now, as long as you kill him, I will still respect you as the Emperor of Heaven! With my support, you can be the emperor, and no one can rebel! You are the one I respect the most!"
His excitement was palpable.
The little emperor suddenly looked depressed and hopeless, and shook his head in confusion.
Emperor Hu said loudly: "You were convinced by him? You were convinced by his words? Brother Dao, you didn't even know whether he was telling the truth or not, yet you were convinced? What if he was lying to you?"
The little emperor shook his head suddenly and said nothing.
The emperor suddenly became furious and chased after the stranger, shouting, "If you don't kill him, I will kill him too! You don't want to be the eternal emperor of heaven, but I want to be! I'll kill him and become the emperor of heaven!"
Beside him, Baili Du, Yu Wanzhou and other clones roared up, chasing the strangers, and soon disappeared.
Yingying was still immersed in her own feat of creating the world, feeling inexplicably excited. She gestured from time to time, as if she was still creating the world.
When Su Yun created the world, she also created a small universe and was nearly killed by the backlash. However, she was unharmed and recorded all her insights during the process of creating the world in a book, including words and pictures, and even the sound of Tao was recorded by her with musical notes so that she could reproduce it at any time.
"Yingying, go and see your Majesty quickly. He may be dying." The Queen Mother said worriedly.
The Queen of Heaven and the Queen of Fairies were taking care of Su Yun. Both of them were seriously injured, but they forced themselves to suppress their injuries. When they checked Su Yun's injuries, they found that Su Yun was exhausted and the situation was very bad.
This time, Su Yun used the sword's power to fight against the Evil Emperor, the God and Demon Emperors, Emperor Feng, and Emperor Hu. The Black Iron Bell was also dismantled by Emperor Hu. He was really at the end of his rope. The Queen of Heaven and the Queen of Immortals checked his Taoist injuries and felt that there was no way to save him.
If the Black Iron Bell was still there, Su Yun's wounds would not have killed him, and he could have used the innate Qi in the Black Iron Bell to extend his life. But the Black Iron Bell was made up of countless parts that were ingeniously buckled together, and it was violently dismantled by Emperor Hu, and the innate Qi inside was gone.
Although various parts were scattered on the ground, the innate Qi inside had dissipated.
Therefore, the Queen Mother woke up Yingying and asked her to see Su Yun for the last time.
Yingying hurried to Su Yun's side, only to see that Su Yun was dying, only breathing out, no breathing in, and it was obvious that he was dying. Several witches were taking care of him, and the Fairy Queen asked sadly, "Your Majesty, do you have any last words?"
Su Yun opened his mouth, but could no longer speak, so he raised a finger.
The fairy queen wept and asked, "Are you missing your eldest son?"
Yingying looked serious as she flew forward and pulled out a broken chain of the Great Dao from Su Yun's spiritual world. This chain was composed of Su Yun's Dao rules, which in turn were composed of countless extremely tiny Hongmeng runes.
The cultivation levels of Evil Emperor, Emperor Hu and others were too high, and they broke and shattered all the Hongmeng runes in his body.
"My lady, what he means is that there is only one rune in his body."
Yingying checked these Dao rules and immediately started to reconstruct Hongmeng for Su Yun according to the Hongmeng runes she copied from Su Yun. She said, "He said that as long as he was given a rune, he could still be saved. It wasn't a last word."
The fairy queen was embarrassed and stood up quickly.
After Yingying reconnected several complete Hongmeng runes for Su Yun, those Hongmeng runes were like the most diligent "Madudu Tutata" little man, constantly replicating and reconstructing themselves to weave out the first Dao rule.
Not long after, the first Dao chain revived, emitting a lively Dao rhythm.
Su Yun's complexion became much better. He was finally able to breathe and looked at Yingying with tears in his eyes.
Yingying wiped his tears and said, "Alright, don't cry. You almost died, didn't you? I'm here with you. You can't die. Even if you do die, I'll bring you back."
Su Yun sobbed and nodded.
Soon after, Su Yun was able to heal his own wounds. Seeing this, the Queen of Heaven and the Queen of Immortals breathed a sigh of relief. The two did not stay for long and immediately went to check on the battle between Emperor Hu and the outsider.
This war is of great importance and they want a result.
As for Xiao Di Shu, he was still standing there, feeling hopeless and lonely as if he was the only one left in the world.
Su Yun struggled to get up, limped to Xiao Di Shu's side, sat down on the ground, but touched a wound, and gasped in pain.
The little emperor suddenly ignored him.
"Brother Dao, who can avoid making a few mistakes in life?"
Su Yun smiled and said, "If you made a mistake, make amends. What's the point of being sad here? Is that what a wise man does?"
The little emperor didn't say anything for a moment before he said in a desolate voice, "I can never make up for the mistakes I made. Fellow Daoist Su, you were born in the Seventh Immortal Realm, which is too far away from the ancient times. You have never seen the ancient universe, so you don't know how prosperous it was back then."
Su Yun had been to the past, but when he came to the First Immortal Realm through the Immortal Realm Gate, Emperor Hun Dun had died and the First Immortal Realm was under the rule of Emperor Shu. As for the more ancient times, he knew nothing about them.
"Brother Daoist, I have indeed never seen that era. Why don't you tell me what the more ancient ancient times were like?" Su Yun patted the ground next to his butt and said with a smile.
The little emperor hesitated for a moment, but still sat down next to him and said, "In the ancient times, this was a sea of chaos. Emperor Chaos landed on the remains of the ancient universe and opened up the universe here. There used to be a proto-continent here, which was the origin of the universe he opened up."
Su Yun listened quietly, and Yingying also came over and took notes quietly.
In the original continent, in addition to the ancient true gods (old gods) brought ashore by Emperor Hun Dun, various races were born and built a glorious civilization here.
As for the eight immortal realms, at that time they were halos formed by the eight reincarnations behind Emperor Hun Dun's head, and each halo contained a universe of not very large scale.
The Holy King of Samsara opened up the chaos in these eight immortal realms, carved out the universe, and built the Northern Crown Great Wall.
Emperor Hundun taught and nurtured all living things, spreading the civilization of another universe. The exchanges between the original continent and the eight fairy universes had never been interrupted, and many humans migrated to the fairyland behind Emperor Hundun's mind to open up wasteland.
—These people became the ancestors of the human race. After the debate, only the pioneers of the eight immortal realms survived, and almost all living creatures in other places became extinct.
"When Emperor Hun Dun died, he cut out the eight immortal realms, which later became the immortal universe."
The little emperor was silent for a moment, then said bitterly: "I didn't know at that time that he could reverse reincarnation and bring the dead back to life. I just wanted to eliminate the tyrant for the survivors and the dead, so that future generations can live without fear..."
Su Yun had never seen the universe in the ancient times, but just from the pictures described by Di Shu, he could imagine how grand and incredible the universe was at that time.
"Brother Dao, it is never too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost."
Su Yun smiled and said, "Resurrecting Emperor Hun Dun can save the eight immortal realms from destruction, right? I am a very stupid person, I don't have any courage or wisdom, I just need your wisdom! Come and help me revive Emperor Hun Dun together!"
The little emperor suddenly looked gloomy, tears streaming down his face, and he shook his head and said, "It is impossible for Emperor Hundun to be resurrected. He will not survive..."
He suddenly choked up and said, "I walked all the way here, from Taihuang Huang Zengtian to Yuqingjing Qingweitian, from Taihuang Kaitian Axe to Yuxu Palace, and looked through the thirty-three heavens' treasures, and came to a conclusion. Miro Heaven and Earth Tower cannot repair Emperor Hun Dun's innate divine sword."
Su Yun was shocked, and stood up suddenly, saying in a lost voice: "It can't be repaired? Isn't it said that Emperor Hun Dun and the outsider's avenue complement each other? Since they are complementary, as long as the outsider's avenue is repaired, the Miro Heaven and Earth Tower can be used to restore Emperor Hun Dun's divine sword! When the divine sword is restored, Emperor Hun Dun can prolong his life!"
The little emperor's eyes dimmed and he shook his head, "I can't continue."
Su Yun grabbed his collar, lifted him up, and asked viciously, "Why?"
Su Yun still had various wounds on his body that had not yet healed. In his excitement at this moment, all the wounds burst open and blood gushed out immediately, but he didn't care about the pain at all.
The little emperor did not dare to meet his gaze, turned his head and whispered: "When Emperor Hundun and the outsider discussed Taoism, their Taoism and magical powers were indeed incompatible. One talked about change, difference, and constant change, and the other talked about the sameness, that all sources and streams return to one. From this perspective, their Taoism is indeed complementary. But when they were arguing, I found that their methods were not consistent with when they were discussing Taoism..."
Su Yun was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what he meant. He loosened his grip, and the little emperor suddenly sat down on the ground with a plop, looking like he was about to die.
Su Yun said in a hoarse voice: "The reason for the inconsistency is that they use other people's Tao to discuss Tao. In their hearts, the other person's Tao is the most perfect..."
The little emperor suddenly chuckled and said, "You also know? Emperor Hundun's Yi is another person's Yi, that person is his previous life. The stranger's Tong is another person's Tong, that person is his junior fellow apprentice. The two people who are truly opposite and complementary are those two people! The Taoism of Emperor Hundun and the stranger is not opposite and complementary!"
Su Yun was stunned and looked at the hilt of the Xiantian Divine Sword.
"That is to say, even if the outsider's injuries are healed, it is impossible for him to use the Miro Heaven and Earth Tower to repair the Xiantian Divine Sword!"
The little emperor suddenly sat on the ground and laughed loudly, laughing to the point of tears: "Even if the Xiantian Divine Sword is repaired, Emperor Hundun cannot use it to revive!"
Su Yun was silent for a long time, and said: "Since borrowing the Miro Heaven and Earth Tower to extend Emperor Hun Dun's life is unsuccessful, then we can only take another path. The tenth level of the Dao Realm."
His face was calm, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, and said: "As long as any of the 3,600 immortal ways is cultivated to the tenth level of the Dao Realm and becomes a Dao God in his own Dao Realm, Emperor Hun Dun can have a complete immortal way and prolong his life!"
He extended his hand to the little emperor and said with a smile: "If you are not desperate, why should you feel sad? Brother, give me a hand."
Xiaodi hesitated for a moment and held his hand.
Su Yun exerted force and pulled him up.
The two stood side by side.
Su Yun grabbed the hilt of the Xiantian Divine Sword and suddenly threw it far away. He said with a smile, "Yingying, Biluo, let's go comprehend the treasure of enlightenment in the Miro Heaven and Earth Tower!"
The little emperor suddenly asked in confusion: "You don't want the hilt?"
Su Yun walked towards Yuxu Hall and shook his head, "No. The spirit in the hilt is not my spirit, what do I need it for?"
——At this moment, I really want to sing a song about itching. It’s really itchy, so itchy!! Thank you for your concern. Chronic urticaria is difficult to cure. I have been suffering from this disease for almost half a year. I have basically no effect from taking western medicine. I can only rely on Chinese medicine to slowly recuperate, but it will flare up when I am in poor health. I took my daughter to Beijing for medical treatment some time ago. I guess she was tired, which led to another flare-up. It will pass if you endure it.