713: Emperor Chat Group

The sapphire-like sky was pierced by wisps of rosy light.

Qin Yang, draped in auspicious, vibrant colors, slowly floated towards the Supreme Imperial City.

Although the special effects were dazzling, his current state was at the brink of exhaustion.

The eastern emperor bell destroyed the four directions and then reshaped the Eight Desolations.

The immense energy consumed during this period could not even be replenished by a Saint Clone.

If he hadn't used the "Disentangle All Forms" to dismantle everything that could be dismantled to provide energy for the eastern emperor bell, Qin Yang would have sacrificed himself.

At this moment, there was not a single guard left by Qin Yang's side, and even the Medicinal Pills on him had been completely dismantled, not a single drop remaining.

"Sacrificing myself to reshape all realms... I almost became a Saint..."

Qin Yang propped up his body and flew towards the Supreme Imperial City.

Inside the Supreme Imperial City, there were no longer any guards or palace maids.

They had all been transformed into energy by Disentangle All Forms during the recent reshaping.

That is to say, the Supreme Imperial City was undefended at this time.

But at present, Qin Yang didn't even have the strength to open the Human Emperor Domain.

He could only enter the Supreme Imperial City to rest temporarily, as the Imperial City was also a skill that could isolate all negative effects.

It was because of this that Lin Xiaoer and the others were not refined into Immortal Pills by the boundless true fire.

"Come... one..."

Before he could even land, Qin Yang's consciousness gradually blurred.

Before he could call out for someone to help him, his eyes went dark, and he fell downwards.

Just as Qin Yang thought he was about to embarrass himself inside the Imperial City, his nose caught a wisp of warm fragrance, and his entire face buried into something soft.

"It's Chu Mengxuan."

Based solely on touch and scent, Qin Yang knew who the person was.

Suddenly, a strange sense of security welled up in his heart, his mind completely relaxed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

"Qin Yang."

Half-asleep, Qin Yang heard a call.

He slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he was not lying on a dragon bed, but was in a sea of clouds.

He got up and looked around, searching in the direction of the voice.

He saw the clouds on the horizon swirling into a giant vortex.

Within the vortex, rays of light shone brightly; it was the long river of time flowing by, reflecting the figures of successive Human Emperors and Emperors.

They were either majestic and solemn, or humble and gentle, or full of killing intent.

Through their gazes, Qin Yang could see the grand ambition of conquering mountains and rivers, the pride of reigning over a prosperous era, and also the regret of being unable to turn the tide.

But at this moment, their eyes, as they looked at Qin Yang, were filled with relief and approval.

Meeting those approving gazes, Qin Yang's heart stirred, and he bowed, saying, "Junior Qin Yang greets the Past Emperors of Huaxia."

"The Human Emperor has returned to his place; from now on, the fate of our Human Race is not in the heavens!"

"We, thank the Taixu Human Emperor!"

The Emperors returned the bow in unison, the clouds surged, and they all shouted loudly.

Taixu Human Emperor?

Qin Yang was momentarily stunned, then immediately understood.

Taixu was his title as Human Emperor.

At this moment, like Shennong and Xuanyuan, he had his own title, Taixu Human Emperor.

Qin Yang's heart was surging.

At this time, even without System prompts, he could sense that after the appearance of the "Taixu" title, he had undergone another enormous change.

All the skills granted by his profession disappeared and became instincts.

Or rather, they transformed into rules that coexisted with him.

At this moment, he truly mastered the Taixu of the universe; at will, he could turn the sun, moon, and stars, and control the ebb and flow of tides.

"Thank you, Emperors, for your recognition."

Qin Yang bowed again in thanks.

The fact that the Emperors could shout his title meant that they acknowledged his position in the Emperor's lineage.

After this, his title, Taixu Human Emperor, would also be among the Past Emperors of Huaxia.

"Freed from the shackles of immortals and gods, I will continue to fulfill my vow and lead the Human Race, the entire race, to Ascension."

Qin Yang bowed deeply to the Emperors and said, "Please, Emperors, bear witness."

The Emperors exchanged a knowing glance, shook their heads, and smiled, "The road ahead, you must walk it yourself."

Qin Yang was slightly stunned and asked, "Are you leaving? Will we meet again?"

"Although the panel is gone, an Emperor's family and friends group can still exist. I don't need rewards; everyone can offer suggestions."

As Qin Yang was thinking this, the vortex revealing the long river of time slowly closed, and the figures of the Emperors completely disappeared into the clouds.

"Alas, the family and friends group has concluded," Qin Yang sighed inwardly.

And at this moment, a long-unseen prompt appeared before his eyes.

【Benevolent Ruler】: I will watch you from the long river of history. Let us strive together.

【Corrupt Ruler】: Don't make things too difficult for yourself in the future. As an Emperor, why risk your life?

【Tyrant】: So what if we meet? How many times have you listened to my suggestions? Answer me!

【Corrupt Ruler】: Your suggestions are too harmful; I can't even stand to watch.

【Tyrant】: Are you telling me how to do things?

【Benevolent Ruler】: Alright, alright, you are all rulers of a nation. How can you quarrel in public?

【Tyrant】: Are you telling me how to do things?

【Benevolent Ruler】: You're completely unyielding, aren't you?

"Eh? The options have become a chat group?"

Qin Yang's mouth twitched, almost laughing.

Emperors are all lonely; having these elder brothers to complain and praise each other would also be a pleasure, right?

Just then, the clouds churned again, everything in Qin Yang's eyes quickly darkened, and then burst forth with strong light.

"Sister Xuan, the Divine Emperor is smiling."

"Shhh, he must be dreaming, right?"

"He's been asleep for three days; should we wake him up?"

"Wake him up? He has morning temper. I'm pregnant, so I'm not afraid, but you all should be careful."

"Ah? You call that a morning temper?"

"Can you understand that instantly? Qiu Ning, you've changed!"

The voices of the concubines sounded in his ears.

Only then did Qin Yang realize that he had just been dreaming.

However, in this world, dreams are not necessarily false.

While the three women were still discussing whether to wake Qin Yang, Qin Yang had already sat up from the dragon bed.

Lifting his heavy eyelids, he saw Chu Mengxuan, He Zhiyi, Ye Qiuning, and the long-unseen Gu Yu sitting by the window, taking turns to care for him.

Inside the current Supreme Imperial City, there were no longer any palace maids.

Outsiders could not approach the Divine Emperor, so only the several noble consorts could personally take care of him.

"Divine Emperor! You're awake!"

Seeing Qin Yang sit up directly, the women quickly put down what they were doing and bowed in unison before the dragon bed.

Qin Yang's gaze swept over the four of them, then he looked at the night sky outside the hall and murmured, "I am no longer the Divine Emperor; I am the Human Emperor."