Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

A wisp of aura spread throughout the Thirty-Three Heavens.

In an instant, above the Divine Court, all the Venerables felt it, and none were not shaken.

Atop the Imperial Court, one Venerable after another materialized.

——Above the Imperial Court, it wasn’t just a few such as Venerable Jingdao; on the contrary, most of the Venerables were in closed-door cultivation, attempting to break through to the Imperial Path realm.

At this moment, an Emperor Level aura appeared, earth-shattering and sky-startling, waking even those Venerables who had been in seclusion for tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years, rushing over here!

Venerables like Jingdao were especially shocked; they felt an indescribable and incomparable fear deep in their bones.

Like ants suddenly perceiving a Supreme True Dragon, their only response was to prostrate themselves, their hearts filled with fear and trepidation.

All the Venerables looked on, but could only see an old man walking up the majestic Imperial Path paved with myriad great laws.

His steps were not fast, and every so often, he would even cough once or twice, appearing to be nothing more than an ordinary, decrepit old man.

However, his aura... shocked Venerables like Jingdao to the extreme.

"No... this... this is..."

In the eyes of Venerable Jingdao, disbelief was written all over his face as he said:

"...Emperor!"

He fell to the ground with a thud, kneeling!

All the Venerables knelt down.

The elder slowly approached, stepping onto the Imperial Court.

Seeing the Imperial Court, a trace of wistfulness appeared in his aged and cloudy eyes.

"The Imperial Court remains unchanged..."

He murmured, "Yet those beings who once opened up the Yang Realm have all passed away... Things remain, but the people have changed, how many still remember the benevolence of the World-Honored One?"

He was somewhat melancholic facing the Imperial Court where he once sat, feeling a deep sense of loneliness!

He was the oldest being in the Yang Realm, having witnessed that era of suffering, having guarded the Fire Seed through the desolation of time.

In his later years, he sought a successor to pass on the responsibility of guarding the Fire Seed.

But after searching the world, he found no one who could carry this burden.

Even some of the God Emperors he once favored, in his later years, tried to snatch the Fire Seed, revealing their greed.

For the Fire Seed was key to advancing on the Divine Path!

How many could resist such temptation?

Apart from those from that hard era, who else could keep their original intent?

Growing old in solitude, when his life reached its end, he had to go far away, seal himself up, leaving only his last breath, waiting for a great disaster to rise, to once more join the battle, to quell the chaos!

Now, he had returned.

He beckoned, and in an instant, a Yellow Ancient Bell flew from nowhere.

The Yellow Ancient Bell was mottled, seemingly having gone through countless years, its existence enough to crush the entire Divine Imperial Court, was now rapidly shrinking, becoming palm-sized, and landed in the old man’s hand.

Seeing this scene, Venerables like Jingdao, were even more shocked!

That Emperor Bell... was left by the First Generation God Emperor!

Could this old man... be that oldest one from the Imperial Court...

The Primordial Sun Emperor?!

And the elder, looking at the Ancient Bell in his hand, was filled with endless sighs in his old eyes.

"In this vast world, only you have remained to keep me company."

The Ancient Bell gave the elder a rare moment of warmth.

With a single thought, he merged with the Emperor Bell, and immediately became aware of everything that had happened in the Yang Realm during the millions of years he’d been in slumber!

"One Emperor after another left the Yang Realm, entering the Lost and Broken Lands..."

He fell silent.

Though he had long known that the God Emperors of the world would not be content with aging and dying in the Divine Emperor Realm, to actually witness the destinations of these Emperors over the millions of years...

He still felt... heartache.

"The greed of human hearts is indeed the true source of calamity..."

In the end, he could only sigh.

Afterward, he looked towards Venerables like Jingdao.

Venerables like Jingdao, at this moment, were nervous, kneeling on the ground, lying prostrate with the utmost reverence.

"We greet you, Primordial Sun God Emperor!"

Venerable Jingdao cried out!

The other Venerables also shouted!

The old man glanced at them.

All the Venerables began to tremble.

They all had a feeling that all their thoughts and intentions were completely seen through!

"Reincarnation is about to manifest..."

The elder was somewhat surprised, as he came to understand what was happening with reincarnation.

He pondered!

The Imperial Court fell into silence, all the Venerables beginning to panic.

"We report to the Divine Emperor, we... we respectfully follow your commands, ever since the various Emperors entered the Lost and Broken Lands, we never thought of them, their return has nothing to do with us!"

Venerable Jingdao spoke tremblingly, saying:

"We speculate that it must be the Venerables from the Demon Realm, Dead Soil who are thinking about them!"

He was sweating profusely, this might be the only chance for them to survive!

For the sake of their own status, they had sworn an oath as Venerables, not to think or remember those Emperors, to avoid causing the Emperors who entered the Lost and Broken Lands to return.

Though it was out of self-interest... it coincidentally conformed to the decree of the First Generation God Emperor.

The First Generation God Emperor also did not allow those Emperors who had gone to the Lost and Broken Lands to return.

"Thinking about them?"

But the elder simply said indifferently:

"Even if you ponder from birth until death, it is useless."

Upon hearing this, Venerables like Jingdao were startled.

Their thoughts were useless?

In the elder’s eyes, there was a touch of chill.

——It is indeed true that Emperors cannot be thought about; in the Yang Realm, Emperors had long merged with the heavenly laws, feeling every thought of an Emperor.

But in the Lost and Broken Lands...

The thoughts of Venerables are utterly useless!

This was a secret that perhaps only he knew in the world.

"How could the will of a mere Venerable reach the Broken Lands!"

"Only those who know the location of the Broken Lands and possess such ability could be..."

In the elder’s eyes, there was now a profound seriousness, "None but the Grey Mist Remnants!"

"With the Grey Mist Remnants using the Venerable’s voice... attempting to summon back those Emperors... and those returning Emperors would conveniently provide guidance for certain things..."

At this moment, it was as if the emperor’s heart had a clear insight into everything!

He understood the Broken Lands all too well.

The mental force of a Venerable could not possibly awaken those lost Emperors.

Nor could it provide coordinates for their return.

For, the mental force of a Venerable is like a firefly on a torrential rainy night, almost nonexistent!

There was only one possibility!

It must have been the remnants of the Grey Mist from the Calamity Epoch that used a certain Venerable, manipulated the consciousness of that Venerable, and with the help of their memory, amplified that Venerable’s mental power.

Only then is it all explainable!

Upon thinking this, the elder’s eyes suddenly flashed with an extremely sharp glint, and at that moment, he felt the presence of some hidden great enemy, causing the Emperor’s aura to burst forth from his entire body!

His gaze, from atop the Divine Imperial Court, seemed to penetrate the Myriad Realms, aiming directly towards the Ghost Domain, Dead Soil.

In front of the God Emperor, the Star River of the Myriad Realms seemed like a thin roll of paper that could be fully perused in one thought!

Venerable Jingdao and the rest were shocked.

They clearly felt that the endless Star Domain was under the control of some Supreme Great Magical Power; there were no more secrets in the world.

Is this the might of an Emperor?

The Star River like paper, the sky like a scroll.

"Hmm... that’s not right!"

Suddenly, the elder’s gaze fell upon the Ghost Domain, and he abruptly retracted it, no longer focusing in detail.

"That is... the true Power of Reincarnation appearing..."

The elder was taken aback, waves of immense shock stirring in his heart!

When he looked towards the Ghost Domain, he clearly felt the existence of the true Power of Reincarnation within that spatial-temporal area.

"The reappearance of Reincarnation... what does this signify?"

He murmured softly, suddenly as if realizing something.

"One of the Ten Spirits once said: ’When Huang Yan rises, signal fires calm; Samsara emerges, the Ghosts become void... returning afresh, to wage war across all heavens...’ Could it be that the words of that being have come to pass?"

The elder remembered the ancient times, when calamities subsided, the Ten Spirits perished, and the last of the Ten Spirits to pass away, a Saint Divine Monkey, gazed into the downstream epochs with Great Magical Power before its demise.

The Divine Monkey’s dying words were:

"When Huang Yan rises, signal fires calm; Samsara emerges, the Ghosts become void... returning afresh, to wage war across all heavens!"

The elder was deeply moved; if, indeed, the words left by that Divine Monkey had come true...

Then perhaps a turn of fate had already emerged...

"The emergence of Reincarnation... of utmost importance!"

"It cannot be allowed to fall into any hands."

The elder’s voice was extremely grave. Enjoy exclusive chapters from Freewebnovel

"I sense that within the Ghost Domain, there are remnants of the Emperor’s causality and aura... In this world, there are still Emperors in hiding, eyeing Reincarnation!"

With just a glance earlier, he perceived not only the aura of Reincarnation in the Ghost Domain.

He also felt an Emperor’s Aura!

Now, he lifted his gaze, his eyes illuminating the heavens.

Scenes of all heavens manifested before his eyes.

Venerable Jingdao and the others were startled, for at this moment, they too saw layers of images.

They were from the Western Paradise Brahma Court, the Three Thousand Brahma Lands, where countless Bhikkhus were chanting, the Brahma sounds thundering across the sky, with the compassionate and grand tones of bells echoing to the other shore, as if it were a Pure Land transcendent of everything.

"Emperors are never extinct within the Brahma Court."

The elder, with his hands behind his back, took a step forward.

The next moment, he had already stepped from the Divine Imperial Court into the Western Brahma Lands.

This was the God Emperor, with a single step, the world offered no place beyond reach.

The Brahma sound was immense, the Brahma Lands responsive.

In an instant, within the Three Thousand Brahma Lands, Brahma light gathered, seemingly forming a great human-shaped shadow reciting the Emperor’s Brahma sounds!

The elder waved his hand indifferently.

In that instant, the shadow crumbled, the light of Brahma Lands dimmed in a flash, the chanting Bhikkhus fell silent, and a million Brahma bells stilled!

The elder’s gaze pierced through to the secret realm of the Brahma Court—the Other Shore.

"I hadn’t thought that the First Generation God Emperor would not have perished."

Within the secret land of the Other Shore, a figure slowly emerged.

He was seated upon the Divine Golden Lotus Platform, with a Kasaya emitting a holy light, a Flesh Bun atop his head, piled up like mountains, symbolizing immense wisdom, his stature immensely tall, his expression solemn, and his presence exuding boundless compassion.

"Brahma Ancestor."

The elder slowly began to speak, saying,

"You did not go to the Broken Lands beyond the river, but hid here, spying on Reincarnation."

"Indeed, sly."

The Brahma Ancestor brought his hands together and said,

"Brahma’s compassion is boundless."

"I have severed the thoughts of greed, anger, and ignorance; even if the Lost and Broken Lands hold tempting fates, my heart will not waver."

"My grand vow in this life is to enter Reincarnation, to seek blessings for all beings, to suffer on behalf of the Wan Ling, and to deliver all people!"

The elder’s eyes, however, remained cold as he spoke,

"Reincarnation is of grave importance and is not for you to meddle with."

The Brahma Ancestor sighed and said,

"Has the Divine Emperor come to stop me?"

The elder’s voice was indifferent as he replied,

"Yes, but if you do not heed my words, then I am here to kill you."

After a long silence, the Brahma Ancestor slowly said,

"Primordial Sun Emperor, you are powerful, but you have aged."

"If you forcefully stop me, you will die."

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Note 1: The Flesh Bun refers to the black mounds on top of the head, symbolizing wisdom.