SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 1151 - 1155 The Advantage of the Reborn

"This chapter of the novel was posted out of order, please take note everyone, I'm really sorry"

If it weren't for the Void Heaven Realm, he never would have found that fragment of the Immortal Stone Disc.

And he never would have been reborn at the very beginning of this golden great era.

So in the grand scheme of things, cause and effect were naturally destined.

"The Void Heaven Realm, huh. There are indeed quite a few opportunities to be found there."

"Also, if I remember correctly, a group of special individuals should be making their appearance as well."

Di Haotian turned this over in his mind.

As someone reborn, what was the greatest advantage?

Nothing more than already knowing everything.

Knowing where certain treasures were located.

Knowing which enemies posed the greatest threat.

Knowing where opportunities lay, and where great disasters awaited.

To put it plainly, Di Haotian was practically equivalent to an all-knowing deity.

That was the greatest advantage of being reborn.

However, the one thing that gave Di Haotian some doubt was this.

Certain things had already diverged far from what he remembered.

For instance, in his memory, the foreign calamity had never been destroyed — instead, it had brought tremendous disaster upon the Immortal Domain.

Together with the dark turmoil that followed, it had drawn back the curtain on an age of chaos and tribulation.

Yet now, the foreign calamity had actually been suppressed and put down.

Then there was the Jun family — in his memory, they had never merged, yet in reality, the Jun family had been completely unified.

So Di Haotian believed that certain things must have gone off course.

But some things, still remained unchanged.

"As for the matter of the Void Heaven Realm, this Young Emperor knows what to do. But for now, I have just broken through my seal and need time to familiarize myself with the heavenly and earthly aura of this era." Di Haotian said calmly.

"Understood. However, Young Emperor, regarding the fallen sixteenth and the others…" one of his followers started, then hesitated.

The Yan Yun Eighteen Riders, after being subdued by Di Haotian, had formed a tight-knit group.

But now, three of them had been killed.

That was a grievance they simply could not swallow.

"The cause of this matter lies with that divine son of the Jun family, and the current Young Emperor of the Immortal Court." Di Haotian said.

Jun Xiaoyao was indeed an unfamiliar existence.

In the memories he carried, this person had never existed.

Ling Yuan, however, did.

And in his memory, Ling Yuan had indeed surpassed the ancient emperor's son of the Fuxi Immortal Lineage in the contest for Young Emperor, becoming the reigning Young Emperor of this era.

Beyond that, Ling Yuan also held a special identity.

This special identity was tied to the ancient Immortal Court, which had long since been destroyed.

And even more so, it was tied to a figure of critical importance from the era of the ancient Immortal Court.

That figure could even influence the entire structure of the Immortal Court.

So Di Haotian had to lay his plans early.

Ling Yuan was one of his key instruments for unifying the Immortal Court.

"To be the Young Emperor of the Immortal Court, yet have an ambiguous relationship with the divine son of the Jun family — that is indeed surprising." Di Haotian said lightly.

"In our hearts, Master is the one and only Emperor of the entire Immortal Court."

"That's right. With your standing as Young Emperor, you could easily have the current Young Emperor deposed."

Several followers spoke up.

"There is no rush. This Young Emperor has it all figured out."

"The debt owed by the sixteenth — keep it in mind."

"Now go, all of you. Gather intelligence and news from all sides." Di Haotian said, waving his sleeve.

"As you command!"

The followers all clasped their hands in salute, then departed.

Di Haotian's expression was calm and composed, neither arrogant nor impatient.

Everything seemed to be within his control.

"Although some things have deviated from their course, the overall thread remains consistent."

"From here on, I advance one step at a time."

"The other three fragments of the Immortal Stone Disc must be sought out quietly and discreetly."

"Furthermore, the Immortal Court, now fractured into nine great immortal lineages, must be consolidated somehow."

"Before long, that place should emerge into the world — a perfect opportunity for the Immortal Court to rebuild its strength."

"Then there is Ling Yuan. She is a crucial piece on the board and cannot be lost, nor can she be allowed to be swayed by that so-called divine son of the Jun family."

"Additionally, I must make early contact with that faction and seek an opportunity for cooperation. In my memory, it should be the one from the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain, the Demon God Palace."

Di Haotian sorted through the memories of his rebirth.

He organized in advance all the things that needed to be done.

These were the means by which he would seize the initiative in the days ahead.

After sorting through his thoughts, Di Haotian sat cross-legged in the void, merging with the heavenly and earthly aura of this era.

This was something ancient freaks and seed-level prodigies all did.

To allow themselves to blend perfectly into this era.

Only, unlike the others, Di Haotian was not merely a slumbering prodigy.

He was also a reborn prodigy!

"Jun Xiaoyao, how interesting. All things in existence are bound by cause and effect."

"Yet he seems to have appeared out of nowhere, untouched by any cause and effect, even altering certain histories that existed in my memory."

"Jun Xiaoyao, just what kind of existence are you?"

Di Haotian narrowed his eyes slightly, his silver pupils gleaming like bright moons, unfathomably deep.

He knew everything that would come to pass in the future.

Yet of Jun Xiaoyao alone, he knew nothing.

"In any case, we will meet soon enough. When that time comes, I will see through this person who should never have existed." Di Haotian smiled faintly.

……

The news of Di Haotian, the ancient Young Emperor of the Immortal Court, awakening from the Immortal Source, was deliberately concealed by him and did not spread directly.

After all, Di Haotian wanted to advance one step at a time — he had no desire to draw attention too early.

On the Immortal Academy's side, many prodigies were making preparations for the Void Heaven Realm.

Three months passed quickly.

Inside the cave dwelling where Jun Xiaoyao resided.

Jun Xiaoyao, clad in white robes pure as snow, sat cross-legged in the void.

Around him, the power of numerous laws swirled, like the orbiting paths of stars across the heavens.

The current Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation realm had not changed.

But his aura had grown far more profound than before.

Drawing upon the pure energy obtained from refining the calamity within the Bronze Coffin of Three Lives.

Jun Xiaoyao had once again, within this brief span of time, condensed the Creation Immortal Qi and the Primordial Magnetic Immortal Qi into the Law of Creation and the Law of Primordial Magnetism.

In other words, Jun Xiaoyao now possessed a total of thirteen laws.

This was already far more powerful than a peak supreme being at the limit of nine laws.

And this was still not Jun Xiaoyao's limit.

"Huu…"

Jun Xiaoyao opened his eyes and exhaled softly.

"Thirteen laws — barely passable, I suppose. But it's still not enough." Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.

If those words were to spread, one could only imagine how many prodigies would be left speechless.

Then, as if guided by some vague intuition, Jun Xiaoyao furrowed his brow slightly.

He had a faint feeling, as though some existence in the shadows was scheming against him.

As Jun Xiaoyao's Three Lives Divine Soul grew stronger.

His soul perception, and the subconscious intuition that came from the depths of his being, had both sharpened.

But then again, there were far too many people who wanted to deal with Jun Xiaoyao, far too many who were hostile toward him — he couldn't even count them all himself.

"Could it be that the ancient Young Emperor has broken his seal?"

Jun Xiaoyao speculated.

After all, the only person he had recently provoked was that ancient Young Emperor.

"I suddenly feel like eating chive dumplings."

Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself, his words carrying an underlying meaning.

To eat chive dumplings, one needed fresh ingredients.

So Jun Xiaoyao had to go back to his old trade, become a farmer, and go harvest some chives.