Burial of Heaven: I am the Emperor, breaking the taboo and returning to the heavens

Mu Changqing walked away from the village aimlessly like this, and he didn't know how long he had been walking.

He collapsed only when the heavy rain stopped.

In a daze, I seemed to be taken away by someone.

…

The next day, several terrifying figures descended from the sky like immortals and landed in a village littered with corpses.

Tang Si looked at the scene with an ugly expression and roared to the sky.

"Mu Changqing, you deserve to die. You devil, you actually slaughtered all the relatives who raised you."

The horrifying sound echoed between heaven and earth and broke through the clouds.

The followers behind him were silent and did not dare to look directly at Tang Si.

After a long time, Tang Si regained his composure and looked at his followers behind him with a gloomy expression.

"Pass the order down. Hunt down Mu Changqing. No matter where he flees to, we must find him alive or dead."

"As you command, Holy Son."

…

Mu Changqing woke up slowly, his eyes filled with confusion and sadness.

Looking around, it was a rather luxurious and gorgeous room.

The pink decoration makes it look more like a woman's boudoir.

Mu Changqing was a little surprised. He forced himself to stand up and found that his clothes had been changed.

Crunch!

Just at this moment, the door opened and Mu Changqing looked up.

A graceful figure came with the morning light.

When the morning light faded, Mu Changqing could see his face clearly.

She doesn’t have a stunning appearance, but she has the gentleness of a beautiful girl from a small family, giving people a sense of security and comfort.

"Is the young master awake?"

The woman's ethereal voice sounded, feeling particularly comfortable.

Mu Changqing was stunned for a moment, then bowed.

"It was the girl who saved me? Thank you so much!"

"What's your name?"

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, extremely elegantly, and hurriedly helped the staggering Mu Changqing back to bed.

"I am Su Ling'er. Yesterday I found the young master unconscious in the wild and brought him back."

Mu Changqing nodded slightly, pulled out his arm that was touched by Su Ling'er's delicate body, and responded with a somewhat uncomfortable expression.

"Mu Changqing, thank you Miss Su for saving my life."

"You are too polite, sir."

…

After Su Ling'er left, Mu Changqing took out a purple bead from his storage bag.

The beads seemed to be silent, without any rhythm of Tao flowing.

The interior is dark, like chaos, like nothingness, and like some unknown force.

Mu Changqing looked at it for a moment, but still couldn't activate this strange bead.

One year ago, the Chaos Forbidden Zone arrived.

The Dayu Immortal Sect organized its disciples to enter for trials, and Mu Changqing naturally went along.

However, his strength was low and he dared not set foot in some forbidden areas.

Inadvertently, the bead appeared at his feet automatically as if it had a soul.

For some reason, Mu Changqing felt that this thing was destined for him, so he quietly put it in his pocket.

From that day on, Mu Changqing found that he seemed to be able to glimpse the essence of the Tao and the truth of heaven and earth.

I am much more friendly to all things in the world, and my practice is even more natural.

In order to prevent the sect's monks from noticing anything unusual, Mu Changqing chose to leave.

But who would have thought...!

"All the people in the world, coming and going, bustling about, can only escape the word profit!"

Mu Changqing smiled bitterly and shook his head. He could understand and comprehend.

But faced with the betrayal of loved ones, one cannot help but feel sad.

"Forget it. Let go of all worries and pursue the path of invincibility. This is what cultivation is all about."

Mu Changqing's eyes became colder and his hand tightly grasped the purple bead.

Unconsciously, his nails broke the skin, and a trickle of blood flowed out and fell onto the purple beads.

In an instant, purple light flowed, emitting the supreme rhyme of Taoism. The terrifying aura made all things submit.

Mu Changqing was shocked and stared blankly at the purple bead in his hand.

"I see. Do I need to drip blood to acknowledge my master? Why has such a simple method not been discovered before?"

Mu Changqing was a little confused, and then looked at the dazzling bead with surprise, which exuded a myriad of Taoist charms.

The next moment, a purple light flashed by.

Mu Changqing disappeared from the room and appeared in a void.

This space seems to have no Tao, no law, nothing at all. It is too weird.

"Anyone there?"

Mu Changqing felt a little uneasy and called out loudly, but no one responded.

Looking into the distance, there is nothing but nothingness.

"Is that it?"

Mu Changqing thought of the purple bead and searched his body for it, but did not find it.

"What on earth is going on?"

Mu Changqing murmured to himself, feeling increasingly uneasy, and moved forward rapidly.

However, no matter how he moved forward, there was nothingness around him.

There is no Tao, no law, no rules or order. Everything in the world, even time, cause and effect... everything does not exist here.

It seems that this is not the real world, but a special place.

Mu Changqing stopped and it would be a lie to say he wasn't afraid.

After all, Mu Changqing only lived for twenty-five years, although he spent ten years as a monastic.

What you see and hear is just the world of low-level cultivators.

Perhaps, Mu Changqing has experienced all kinds of human life and the fickleness of the world in the past ten years.

But it didn't happen to be too bizarre or weird.

Now the sudden change made Mu Changqing uneasy and began to feel scared.

"What on earth is this place?"

Mu Changqing stopped and sat slumped in the void, unable to find light or darkness, and unable to find direction.

One day, two days, a month, a year, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years...!

Mu Changqing could no longer tell whether time was flowing, or whether time had already been frozen at this moment and had not moved.

After losing his spiritual energy, Mu Changqing found that the cultivation he had gained through hard training at the bottom of the Dayu Immortal Sect began to disintegrate and he fell to the Fifth Palace Realm.

At this moment, his face was numb. He no longer had the initial panic, no regrets, nothing.

Just lie quietly in nothingness, waiting for death to come.

He had struggled, resisted, and pursued the desire to live...!

At this moment, he felt as if he had fallen into the boundless sea, without seeing any light.

Suffocating, dull, depressed, helpless, lonely...!

The only difference between here and the bottom of the sea is that he will not die.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Changqing discovered that his cultivation had completely disappeared and he had turned into a real mortal.

"To live, to die... this is the real life worse than death!"

A bitter smile appeared on Mu Changqing's numb face.

Here, he has neither the right to choose death nor the right to choose life.

This kind of torture is countless times more terrible than betrayal from loved ones.

Suddenly, a purple light broke through the void from the endless distance.

It is like a ray of bright light on the horizon, illuminating Mu Changqing's life.

Faintly, a cold voice sounded in Mu Changqing's mind.

"What do you want?"

Mu Changqing was stunned. He stood up and looked towards the purple light. He slowly stretched out his hand to block the dazzling brilliance.

"What do I want to do? Death or life, can I choose?"

Mu Changqing's face became increasingly cold. After experiencing countless years of torture, he was no longer able to remain calm. His heart was like an ancient cold pond, calm, yet rational.