Chapter 214: Blue Sky and Red Sun, Expressing the Tale of Immortality! (Two in One)

Then, we can only complete his soul...

Everyone took a deep breath.

Emperor Duantian said, "Regardless of whether he will truly be himself in the end, it is still better than him being dead! He cannot die. His Pangu Golden Body, containing boundless realms, is far too vital for our Desolate Ancient World!"

"Agreed!" Emperor Zhanshen immediately declared. Dao Changsheng absolutely could not die; if he did, all their efforts as his teachers would have been in vain!

"In that case, let all living beings pray for Dao Changsheng's resurrection, so he may embody the Heavenly Dao and govern the Nine Heavens!"

"Yes, that is the way. Since the Heavenly Court has been shattered, a new court shall be established in the Nine Heavens, with successive Heavenly Emperors governing the realm... And above them, there shall be the Heavenly Dao, a transcendent presence. Formed by the collective will of all living beings, the Heavenly Dao will be a selfless entity, capable of deposing any tyrannical Heavenly Emperor."

How incredibly brilliant were those present?

In an instant, they grasped the full implications. This would truly establish a governing framework for the heavens and the earth!

While human desires are selfish, the Heavenly Dao is selfless. With this transcendent Heavenly Dao overseeing the Heavenly Court and all things in the world, it would be impossible for a shadowy manipulator like Emperor Qi Longhong to emerge again.

"Fellow Heavenly Emperors, begin mending the heavens!"

One by one, the Heavenly Emperors stepped forward, and after regaining their cultivation, they soared into the sky.

They entered the shattered acupoints, manipulating spatial fragments to reorganize and refine the acupoint spaces.

Simultaneously, a clear, resonant call echoed across the Heavenly Realm: "All living beings under heaven, pray for the resurrection and return of Emperor Dao Tian!"

"Emperor Dao Tian, please resurrect!"

"Our world cannot exist without Emperor Dao Tian!"

Instantly, countless people in the Inner World wept, falling to their knees. Their intertwined thoughts and emotions formed wisps of longing and sentiment, drifting into the celestial vault.

They implored the heavens to return this Emperor Dao Tian to them, even if it meant sacrificing their own lives.

Emperor Dao Tian's prestige had long surpassed that of any Heavenly Emperor throughout history, reaching its zenith. Countless individuals genuinely offered gratitude to the Heavenly Emperor, their pure and boundless power of wishes and adoration merging into the sky.

"Emperor Dao Tian, please resurrect and return..." An aged elder from a sacred land closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face. This scene weighed heavily on him, imbued with a profound sorrow.

"But if Emperor Dao Tian returns, will he still truly be himself?"

Young people wept uncontrollably, heedless of their appearance.

The entire world was praying.

Emperor Dao Tian's life was truly legendary. A hybrid of the Witch and Demon races, he first appeared within the Jianmu tree, fighting desperately to escape the various hidden sacred lands and leaving behind the mythical tale of Changsheng saving his mother.

Afterward, he waged war against the Heavenly Court, became an adversary to the gods, contended with emperors for divine authority, and miraculously survived three divine punishments, forging an indestructible golden body in the process. He vied for emperorship a second time, then suppressed the Great Luo Heaven, and finally, with a resolve to die, single-handedly confronted an ancient Heavenly Emperor.

This period was incredibly legendary.

His entire life was spent in battle, bathed in blood as he fought his way forward. He ultimately engaged Emperor Qi in a bloody conflict, battling until he was completely exhausted and lost consciousness. Yet, even then, his unyielding will sustained him, his arms still upholding the firmament.

How could they not grieve for such a heroic Heavenly Emperor?

"It's not enough, still not enough. His soul is too powerful... I fear we will need a Great Emperor to mend the heavens with their own soul, to complete his consciousness." Emperor Duantian's voice suddenly grew cold as he looked at his fellow Daoists. "Everyone, now is the time for me to realize my ambition... When I discovered that ancient times were a deception, and that all living beings on earth had been misled by a terrible truth, I vowed to sever the continuum of ages and eradicate the hidden manipulators of past and present. And now, we, fellow Daoists with shared aspirations, have achieved this. Heavenly Emperors, none of us shall be allowed to decay! Our only struggle is for the present era, because..."

"Once the Heavenly Dao is established, it will completely sever the continuum of past and present; no one will be allowed to decay!"

A golden, radiant Golden Crow, resembling a red sun, let out a clear, furious roar as it soared away, shattering its own soul into the purest primordial soul energy. This energy then merged into the central Dantian firmament.

*Splash!*

Large amounts of blood splattered down.

Emperor Duantian's aura completely merged with it; he had chosen death. A sun now hung high within the Dantian, illuminating the Nine Heavens and suspended at its core, as countless people on the ground began to wail.

Emperor Duantian was dead.

This ancient Heavenly Emperor, revered by all living beings on earth, had chosen to merge with the Dao.

Immediately, countless people roared like mad, their eyes turning red as hot tears streamed down their faces, weeping uncontrollably.

"It's not enough, still not enough!"

Emperor Qing strode forward, calmly gazing at the sky.

"Emperor Qing, you mustn't..." An elderly demon's voice choked.

Emperor Qing remained serene and silent, ascending into the sky step by step.

He immediately revealed his true form, a Green Lotus. A colossal emerald-green lotus ascended, also merging into the central Dantian. His immense soul instantly shattered, slowly hovering within it, causing the entire Dantian to glow with a faint green hue.

Around them, wailing erupted anew.

"Qingteng..." Moemei cried loudly, sobbing.

Her face was drenched in tears. Qingteng was the person she was closest to; taciturn but always the most reliable, he had unknowingly become her best friend in this second life.

If she were a Heavenly Emperor, she would willingly die in Qingteng's stead, but alas, her cultivation realm was insufficient.

The beings of the Nine Heavens began to wail once more. Another Heavenly Emperor had fallen. This was destined to be a dark era, a cosmic catastrophe far more terrifying than even the ancient Divine Heavenly Court. Not only had the Heavenly Realm collapsed, but Heavenly Emperors were also continually perishing, sacrificing themselves to mend the heavens and revive Emperor Dao Tian.