Chapter 1370: Chapter 857: Butcher, Seller of Fake Medicine, Chicken Breeder Chapter 1370: Chapter 857: Butcher, Seller of Fake Medicine, Chicken Breeder Time illuminates the years, and suddenly one’s visage is touched by the deep chill of late autumn, as the cool breeze from the riverbanks sweeps over.

A profound, vast, and boundless true meaning circulates.

The river of time flows swiftly, wave after wave, glittering with a sparkling splendor, until finally it fixes upon a certain node.

The next moment,
Before Jiang Hui’s eyes appears the past of Emperor, his present, and his unreached future deeds.

“Is Emperor still the disciple of Heavenly Venerable of the Tribulation?”

“Eh, if I’m not mistaken, wasn’t Heavenly Venerable of the Tribulation the first incarnation of Cao Yu Sheng?”

“No wonder the Heavenly Court of the mythic era was founded; it turns out to be the work of a disciple of Cao Yu Sheng, who established the Heavenly Venerate System and also set up The Underworld, which perfectly corresponds to the Heavenly Court.”

If memory serves, The Underworld seems to be the source of Yuan Heavenly Master’s millennium of misfortune…”

“But this is also fitting, after all, Heavenly Venerable of the Tribulation is the first identity of Cao Yu Sheng, and Emperor is an existence from before the mythic era, when the new End of Dharma has not yet descended, and Supremes could live for a million years…”

Jiang Hui’s thoughts surged.

Emperor’s talents were terrifying, even capable of contending with Ye Emperor.

As the saying goes, each Era, each age, has its own Heavenly Prides and main characters.

Emperor undoubtedly counts as the main character of the Overarching Era, whose slaying of Supremes even terrifies the land.

To be honest, if it weren’t for the emergence of Ye Fan, the biggest winner of the Overarching Era should have been him; born with a sign, a true natural wonder, a bloodline born of Heaven and Earth.

However, being born in the same era as existences like Ye Emperor and Emperor Huang Tian, no matter how defiant one is, one’s entire life, be it predecessors or successors, is destined to look up to these two great mountains, never surmountable.

High mountains to look up to.

Compared to the scheming, profoundly astute Emperor of later generations, the youth at this moment still seems immature.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, still within the category of youth, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, but the resolve within their pupils is unerring, and just by observing the slightly upturned corners of the eyes, one could tell that this person is indeed a fierce character.

Jiang Hui halted his thoughts, suddenly puzzled,
Logically, having suppressed the Three Dark Emperors, the Immortal Domain had not been destroyed and remained intact, unlike the shattered laws and fragmented boundaries of the Overarching Era.

So why did the time river inspection just now still show Emperor planning across All Heavens?

It couldn’t possibly be because he was too important for fate to change.

Fate lies above Karma, and it begins with the Great Taoist path.

Even Jiang Hui himself couldn’t fathom the true meaning of fate.

Perhaps reaching Sacrificial Path State would not truly grasp fate either.

Without Emperor, there would still be Wang Venerate, Zhao Qian Sun Li Venerate, and so on.

Unable to make sense of it, Jiang Hui decided not to ponder further; he could only conclude that with his current strength, even if he did something, the yet-to-occur fate could not be changed, unless one reaches the level of Sacrificial Path.

Of course, the river of time flows ceaselessly, submerging the past, streaming through the present, and spreading into the future.

But aside from the past and present, the future is actually vague and shrouded in a layer of fog.

Probably only when the time comes, the changes within will be visible; but after all, fate is too mysterious, above all else, even Jiang Hui dares not claim to grasp fate.

It’s still not enough.

He might be untainted by Karma, but fate does not care what you do.

Even if you do nothing, not stirring any Karma, some things have been destined from the very beginning.

“Roar…”

Just then.

In the continuous range, resembling pillars holding up the sky, a furious roar suddenly echoes.

The sound of the roar, like thunder, rolls out.

Without seeing the creature, just hearing the sound, one can feel a deep rage encapsulated within it.

The next moment.

A White Tiger, thousands of zhang in size, leaps from the Kun Lun Mountain, rushing in a certain direction at high speed. With its huge paws leaping, countless mountains are flattened.

For a while, dust flies around the entire Kun Lun Mountain, as if it were the end times.

“Who dares to touch my Immortal Artifact shall be deemed my mortal enemy,” the White Tiger roared with a heaven-shaking fury.

Jiang Hui gazes towards the direction the White Tiger rushes, and sees in the distance a great peak engulfed in demonic flames, a giant hand tearing through the void, uprooting the entire mountain.

Atop the mountain, there is a faint sound of a bell, an Immortal Artifact, the Kunlun Bell, about to be nurtured by Kun Lun Mountain.

Of course, it is still far from finished nurturing, a great distance from truly taking form, and it needs to withstand a Heavenly Tribulation before it can be truly considered an Immortal Artifact.

It is for this reason that the White Lion has not been guarding it at all times, not expecting someone to act so swiftly and attempt to seize the Kunlun Bell.

Jiang Hui looks on, somehow finding the figure trying to grab the Kunlun Bell somewhat familiar.

After a moment, he realizes: isn’t that the progeny of Kun Peng?

When did he come to Earth…

Just to be sure, he sends a Surveillance Technique his way, and the information on the panel confirms that he has not mistaken, that the figure in the black mist is indeed the forsaken progeny of Kun Peng.

In the Lower Realm, with the help of Shi Hao, he broke the Sealing, remained hidden in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, waiting for a chance to take revenge on Sword Valley, Immortal Palace, and other forces.

He probably did not expect the sudden outbreak of a calamitous event before he could make a move, forcing him to flee, and eventually, like several great Race of Kun Lun Mountain, chose to hide on Earth.