Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha Chapter 319 - 311: 0743

"Hong Jun has indeed told you quite a lot."

"Yes, it’s hard to imagine that your realm isn’t high." Nezha was very puzzled, the pressure before him was as real as mountain and sea, but according to Hong Jun, the realm of the person in front was not even as high as his own.

"My realm... haha, it’s not just not high, I can’t even cultivate." The Heavenly Emperor openly admitted this fact.

Nezha asked, "Then your promise to grant my friends and family immortality is also a lie?"

"I myself cannot live forever, how can I grant others immortality? In fact, in roughly eighty Earth years, my life will reach its end."

Eighty years?

Nezha’s heart surged, the Heavenly Emperor ruled the Thirty-Three Heavens, representing another great civilization, and in eighty years he would die. What impact would this have on this world?

Would the cultivators of the Fengshen World fight a sky-shattering battle to divide the Heavenly Realm?

The Heavenly Emperor said, "You don’t need to worry about that; it’s only who’s dying, not the Heavenly Emperor."

"I don’t understand."

"The body of the Singer Civilization is entirely different from humans. The current cultivation system of Fengshen World is completely useless to us. Hong Jun created a separate cultivation system for us and modified the bodies of the cultivators of the Singer Civilization to enable so people to cultivate. However, with my rank, I’m not qualified to be one of those individuals."

Nezha’s eyes shot out a burst of lightning, resembling Golden Crystal Fire Eyes.

He took a deep breath, "I understand, what I see before is not you. It’s rely a shell with a Saint Realm level, a puppet. You were sent to inhabit this puppet, and after you die, naturally, soone else will take over your position."

"You’re not too stupid; my original na was 0743, and this is my seven hundred and fiftieth Earth year serving as an official of the Heavenly Court."

eting an alien for the first ti, Nezha was indeed sowhat excited, "Do Tongtian, Laozi, and Primordial know your identity?"

"They only know I’m sowhat involved with Hong Jun, but they definitely can’t imagine my true identity."

"They’re not fools," Nezha reminded.

"Haha, what do you think I’m here for? My duty is to balance Hong Jun and these Saints; this is the agreent between Hong Jun and the Singer Civilization. If he reneges, I’m responsible for destroying the Fengshen World."

Destroy?

Nezha’s spine emitted a chill; those cultivators and mortals fighting to seize control of the world couldn’t have imagined that such an invisible sword was always hanging above their heads.

He said, "You can’t do that."

"I don’t want to either, but it’s my job. Even if I don’t do it, soone else will. Destroying a world is not a novelty. The Two-dinsional Foil really shouldn’t be used recklessly, but in fact, the Two-dinsional Foil is rely a fundantal piece of technology—it just happens to be very useful, so it hasn’t been discarded. There are too many ways to destroy you."

Nezha said, "The Saints won’t sit idly by."

"Of course. Frankly, their existence indeed defies common sense. In my view, the path to enlightennt is simple; cultivation and technology converge, both are applications of energy and solutions to problems. The positions of these three Saints and Hong Jun are beyond our understanding, but likewise, we are beyond theirs. Buddha researched fundantal physics, creating materials with strong nuclear forces, but this is still not enough—these are still just basic materials. We can’t kill them, and they can’t stop us."

"Damn it."

Nezha slumped to the ground, looking at the Jade Pavilion and the vast Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven, feeling even more powerless.

He asked, "Do four-dinsional worlds really exist?"

answered with absolute certainty, "Of course. In fact, just as three-dinsional worlds can collapse into two-dinsional ones, four-dinsional worlds can also collapse into three-dinsional ones. In countless explorations of the past, we’ve encountered countless fragnts of four-dinsional worlds and conversed with higher-dinsional beings within."

"You crazy bunch."

"Crazy? We’re not. In fact, Hong Jun is the madman. He wants to elevate the Fengshen World and Earth World to the four-dinsional space, thereby ascending into the four-dinsional world himself. We’re different; although we also study elevation, it’s with the format of the three-dinsional emplacent, restoring worlds fallen into two-dinsional form back into three dinsions. Although those beings are thoroughly dead, the resources themselves shouldn’t disappear. Research shows that after an object is two-dinsionalized and then remade into three dinsions, new elents may be born."

Nezha quickly waved his hand, "I’m not good at studying, I don’t understand."

"Then why does all this have to involve ? I ca here as just an ordinary cultivator." After saying this, he rembered Hong Jun’s words.

He was created.

Netherworld Venerate’s cells.

"Netherworld Venerate was extraordinarily talented. His attempts were almost like moving the four-dinsional world into the three-dinsional world, turning the world-level risk into individual risk. If Netherworld Venerate could be revived in you, another direction for research would open up."

"Nothing is truly under one’s control."

"The sa for both. The world is like this, live each day as it cos."

Nezha asked, "Do you have no family?"

said, "I know what you want to say, but I am free from human troubles. Singer Civilization continues its species through self-replication and division, passing on knowledge—a much higher form than yours."

"It’s truly beyond comprehension."

At this mont, Zi Chen, who had been hiding behind her, stepped forward, "I also have a question. How did Netherworld Venerate die?"

smiled slightly, "How do you want to answer? Find the killer and avenge him? Isn’t that contradictory? If the killer could kill Netherworld Venerate, what good can you, rely a weapon, do?"

Zi Chen snorted coldly, "When Netherworld Venerate ruled the world, the four Saints avoided him; who could kill him without him following a dangerous path and craftily being manipulated?"

"That’s why, walking by the river, no shoes stay dry. Everyone is seeking a safe path; Hong Jun slightly deviates, and master and disciple turn against each other. Why should Netherworld Venerate struggle? Immortality is the ultimate purpose."

Nezha said, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with you."

Yes, eighty years.

The Heavenly Emperor said, "What do you want to do?"

Nezha said, "Even if you can find a way for immortality, in the Singer world, such qualifications won’t reach you."

"You’re entirely correct, but with my power, I can achieve nothing."

"Not true, not true." Zi Chen smiled slightly, "As long as you’re willing to assist us, as our ally, in eighty years, I can ensure your will continues to exist in this world."

"How?"

"Didn’t you say that different paths lead to the sa outco?"