Chapter 58 Rapid Resurrection of Numerous Emperors

(Since there is no process, there is no need for so-called thinking.)

"Well then!" Fang Zheng looked at the two people in front of him and suddenly asked in a loud voice, "Taiyin, that thing on your palm just now should be the influence caused by that strange black Qi, right?"

Based on all the descriptive information provided by Taiyin previously, "Fang Zheng" drew a conclusion in the next frame—"This thing followed you through time to this era right after you performed the divination."

"Even your divination might have been manipulated by something, simply using you as a medium to extend its power over here?"

"In other words, it is very likely that these things have already begun to spread across the universe!"

"Which also means that time has already been altered in certain places beyond your perception."

Taiyin frowned as he stared into Fang Zheng's face, a sense of anomaly welling up at his words.

After a moment, he shook off that strange feeling, nodded gravely, and said, "Indeed. If my guess is correct, the Boundary Sea beyond the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths is likely already infested with such bizarre entities."

"This peculiar black Qi is merely the vanguard used by those eerie beings to invade different worlds within the Boundary Sea, and even different epochs along the River of Time."

"Once the black Qi appears, it means those things may already be on their way."

"The dark storm could arrive decades from now, or perhaps at this very next moment!"

"Therefore, we must speed up! We must act with the utmost swiftness, before the Immortal Path opens, and before everything transpires, to clear out the hidden dangers in the universe, and then begin constructing the cosmic ark!"

Listening to Taiyin's words, Fang Zheng paused once more, watching them.

Watching the subtle change that suddenly appeared across two consecutive frames.

...

Recalling everything he had seen and heard since he was reawakened by the white Hell Portal, arriving at the Immortal Path and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Taking a deep breath, it spoke in a serious tone, "I understand!"

"Although I seem to be neither human nor any form of intelligent life."

"Still, the answers I output probably retain a certain inclination."

"If it were that human youth named 'Fang Zheng', he would surely want to help you and do whatever lies within his power."

"Then, I will help you."

"Regardless of whether that so-called black Qi turns out to be some clichéd, third-rate web-novel zombie evolution virus."

"Since you intend to protect this world, count me in!"

Fang Zheng asked, "At the current maximum speed, how long will it take at the absolute fastest to resurrect the people you've chosen and then initiate the all-out battle?"

Taiyin replied without hesitation, "At most, one hour!"

Fang Zheng nodded, "Then let's begin."

In yet another frame, the figures of Taiyin and the Sun Holy Emperor shifted once more.

(There are even more changes now.)

(If that thing has truly started altering time...)

"By the way," Fang Zheng paused for a single frame, and output audio once again, "if the battle is about to begin, bring me along."

"In Creative Mode, I am immortal and indestructible."

"At least for now, my defense should be considered invincible."

Staring at them, Fang Zheng said, "Although my offensive power seems a bit low at the moment, since my defense is invincible, just use me as an invincible shield!"

"Besides..."

"When I participate in combat, slaying enemies might yield certain drops, and I need to experiment with that."

"Since we are already preparing to save the world, then let's call it a whim—I, or rather 'Fang Zheng', want to genuinely take part in the battle!"

Taken aback for a moment, Taiyin smiled, reached out in invitation, and said, "I understand. Let us fight side by side from now on!"

"However, we must first resurrect all our upcoming allies."

The Sun Holy Emperor waved his hand, slicing through the ground to harvest numerous chests along with the entire spatial pocket, and said, "I'll be going first, then."

With that, he stepped into a spatial rift, heading toward the Ji family to resurrect the Void Great Emperor.

Meanwhile, Taiyin remained where he was and looked at Jiang Yifei, who had listened to the entire conversation and now wore an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Jiang Yifei stepped forward voluntarily, his expression resolute as he said, "Since the Human Sovereign senior is going to resurrect the Jiang family's Hengyu Great Emperor, then whether you need Yifei's blood or soul, take it all!"

Taiyin nodded, "A commendable resolve, but your life is not required; a trace of bloodline power will suffice."

"The bloodline of the Hengyu Great Emperor has fully awakened within your body. His Dao and his soul both flow through your bloodline; we only need to refine a tiny fraction of it."

With that, Taiyin reached out and pressed his hand onto Jiang Yifei's shoulder. A surge of divine power spread outward, penetrating deep into his flesh to extract his bloodline essence.

Instantly, Jiang Yifei's expression twisted in pain as the bloodline within him—originating from the Hengyu Great Emperor and carrying fragments of Supreme Laws—began to suffer severe damage.

Bits and pieces of the Hengyu Great Emperor's Supreme Law fragments were stripped away and condensed from within his bloodline.

Immediately afterward, a ball of blood radiating a faint, wondrous aura materialized, containing numerous Supreme Law fragments belonging to the Hengyu Great Emperor.

To live on within the bloodline of one's descendants, to live on within the thoughts of all living beings—this was a wondrous method of longevity.

If things proceeded as Taiyin had foreseen in that future, mere calls from the living would suffice to condense the perception of the Hengyu Great Emperor within the minds of the masses.

Blend that with the bloodline containing sufficient Supreme Law fragments, and inject it into the corpse left behind by the Hengyu Great Emperor, and he could be temporarily brought back to life.

Of course, once resurrected, that temporary life would quickly dissipate.

Naturally, now that there was a mysterious Instant Health Potion with heaven-defying efficacy capable of ignoring external conditions and restoring health out of thin air, there was no need for such troublesome methods.

By simply continuously throwing health potions, even the faintest residual thought amidst the health restored out of thin air could spontaneously condense a wisp of blood and soul from their peak era.

As for the tenacious vitality inherent to emperors, condensing even a single foundational drop of blood and a single wisp of soul was more than enough for them to heal and recover on their own.

Taiyin immediately prepared to begin the resurrection...

"Right." Fang Zheng suddenly chimed in to remind him, "If you're in a hurry, you can try bunching the targets to be resurrected together. As long as they are enveloped by the potion's swirling mist, they will all receive the instant health restoration effect."

"Thrown Instant Health Potions, once tossed, have an active duration of 1/20th of a second under the shroud of the swirling mist. Anyone passing through it during this window seems to be able to gain health restoration, because the speed of health restoration is instantaneous, or takes a minimum of one frame—0.0083 seconds."

"Furthermore, when a splash potion shatters, it affects all living creatures within an 8.25 × 8.25 × 8.25 cubic block region centered on the point of impact."

"However, the farther the target is from the point of impact, the weaker the effect becomes, so it's necessary to get as close to the center as possible."

Hearing Fang Zheng's reminder, Taiyin paused mid-action as he was about to toss the health potion, falling silent for a brief moment.

Although he had long been shocked by the heaven-defying efficacy of the health potions, he hadn't expected them to be even more defied of reason than he imagined.

He instantly realized that if quantity truly could be ignored, and anyone passing through the swirling mist within the 1/20th-second duration could restore health out of thin air...

That 1/20th of a second, which was fleeting and impossible to catch for ordinary people, was already unimaginably long in the eyes of cultivators.

As long as the timing was right, lining up a massive number of lingering obsessions so that they all passed through the swirling mist within that 1/20th of a second—or packing them into a small box and placing them within the effective area—

Then, the health potions originally thought to be just enough to resurrect the lingering obsession of a single emperor-level powerhouse would be more than enough to resurrect every single cultivator's lingering obsession, resentment, and similar remnants across the entire universe!

After all, things like lingering obsessions and resentments didn't take up physical space; they could all be compressed into a single mass and tossed into a small box.

They could even be tossed into a spatial dharma treasure—any ordinary, tiny spatial treasure would be enough to hold them all.

He sighed with a trace of helplessness, "This... why didn't you say so earlier?"

Fang Zheng answered matter-of-factly, "You didn't ask!"

Sighing helplessly, Taiyin immediately transmitted his thoughts to the Sun Holy Emperor, and together they altered the resurrection plan.

If the health potions were truly this heaven-defying, then the time required to resurrect the chosen targets would no longer be limited by the time it took for Fang Zheng to pull out a sufficient quantity of health potions, but would be restricted solely to the time it took from now onward to locate the lingering resentment, killing intent, and lingering obsessions left behind by those imperial-level powerhouses.

As long as enough remnants of powerhouses were found, they could be placed together and resurrected simultaneously.

The time frame, which originally required at least an hour at minimum, would be slashed down to under half an hour.

A moment later, amidst the emotional stirring of the divine spirit of the imperial artifact, the Hengyu Furnace, within the Jiang family's pocket universe, the Hengyu Great Emperor had quietly condensed a single drop of blood and a single wisp of soul.

Giving him a few brief instructions to absorb the blood pool nearby to recover his physical body, Taiyin departed.

A streak of brilliance tore through space from within the pocket universe, carrying Fang Zheng at a speed unimaginable to mortals as it sailed across the entire cosmos.