# Chapter 1357: Emperor Arrives at Big Dipper
The Human Emperor revived, manifesting in the world once more!
His form was towering, his voice majestic, shaking the world, causing all heavens to tremble, the souls of all living beings to resonate, and the countless stars seemed about to fall rustling down.
This was a might that shook the past and dazzled the present. The Human Emperor stood with heroic bearing, naturally poised, black hair draped over his shoulders, his eyes holding the loneliness of ten thousand ages.
All saints knelt prostrate—this was an irresistible aura of majesty, like an ant facing the bright moon, like mortals before a deity, inspiring an innate reverence.
As the people kowtowed, their hearts surged like towering waves, unable to calm down, hardly daring to believe they could truly face the Human Emperor.
This was a figure from ten thousand ages past. Legends of him filled the entire starry cosmos. He surpassed ancient and modern times, unmatched and peerless, having founded the glory of the human race.
His scriptures expounded the most primal secrets of heaven and earth, still revered as the most renowned mother scripture of humanity, which later Great Emperors had consulted and referenced.
Especially his battle prowess—truly startling gods and moving immortals, invincible and lonely through ten thousand ages, having fought across the nine heavens and ten lands without an opponent, walking the path to immortality in solitary desolation.
"Greetings to the Human Emperor!" None knew who spoke first, but the entire starry sky echoed with everyone shouting together, rising and falling, resounding through the universe, sacred voices unceasing.
"How many emperors and sovereigns through the ages have all turned to dust..." The Human Emperor gazed toward the other shore of the stars, his supreme majesty tinged with a trace of solitude.
All were moved, infected by this emotion, unable to speak for a time.
This was not the true Lunar Yin Emperor, but merely a wisp of true spirit will, an instant awakening manifesting in the mortal world, yet it suppressed the ten thousand daos of all heavens.
People could hardly imagine what majesty and aura the true Human Emperor would possess if he appeared!
In this place, heaven and earth fell silent, the Great Dao rose and fell, all rules and orders of heaven and earth trampled beneath his feet. Only the Lunar Yin Emperor was the sole existence in heaven and earth.
Threads of dao marks intertwined and wailed; the various daos revered by the world trembled before him!
The Human Emperor carried a hint of desolation. His gaze shifted across a million years, instantly understanding everything before him. He sighed softly—ten thousand ages had already passed; this was no longer his era.
The human-faced ghost lamp beside Ye Fan dimmed. Before the Human Emperor, even dragons had to coil, even phoenixes had to crouch; all divine artifacts were suppressed.
The Lunar Yin Emperor was a godlike man, heroic and towering, black hair flowing loose, displaying the heroic bearing of his youth. His eyes could penetrate all things.
He stared at an artifact within Ye Fan's body, lost in thought. Others did not know, but Ye Fan understood—the Human Emperor was looking at the broken green copper cauldron.
At this moment, the green copper block emitted a faint light, not spilling from Ye Fan's body, bearing immense pressure, autonomously resisting the Human Emperor's might. It was precisely for this reason that only Ye Fan had not knelt.
The Human Emperor stood in the starry sky, radiating an aura that chilled even the Great Sages of all heavens, causing none not to tremble and be moved. Even the Dao Protector had knelt down.
Although Ye Fan had not knelt, he still performed a great bow—this was respect for the Human Emperor, admiration for his unparalleled achievements, and reverence for him.
"At the crossroads again? Will anyone in this age achieve immortality?" The tall figure murmured to himself, causing the entire starry cosmos to rumble and tremble because of him.
The Dao Protector was greatly alarmed; all saints trembled in fear. The Human Emperor had spoken of achieving immortality—this great age, this moment in time, was a crossroads!
His gaze was profound, looking far into the Big Dipper Star Domain, then he stepped forward and departed directly.
"Human Emperor!"
All saints called out together, but he showed no reaction. With one step, the stars shifted, as if millions of years had passed.
His speed was too fast. He directly traversed through the cosmos, vanishing from this starry region in an instant, heading toward the Big Dipper Star Domain.
He was no longer just a divine thought remnant; he possessed wisps of the majesty of an ancient Great Emperor, able to display divine abilities beyond reason, beyond even what a Great Sage could aspire to.
The Human Emperor transformed into an immortal divine light, breaking through the void and departing, like a soaring immortal, stunning even the Dao Protector, who silently kowtowed in farewell.
It was too fast—time seemed to reverse, the river of time seemed disordered. Ascending with radiance was insufficient to describe the splendor of this moment.
The Blood Floating Pagoda dimmed, lacking its host.
The Overlord was terrified, his face pale without a trace of color, staring blankly as the Human Emperor departed.
From beginning to end, that towering figure had not glanced at him, nor paid any attention to the blood sacrifice altar, leaving the young supreme of the Heaven-Dominating Bloodline feeling empty and hollow inside.
The aura of the ancient Great Emperor vanished. The starry sky returned to tranquility. The flow of dao rules normalized, no longer suppressed.
None knew how long passed before people awakened, then erupted into uproar. This place became a clamor. Today, witnessing the manifestation of the Lunar Yin Ancient Emperor was an incomparably shocking experience for them.
"The Human Emperor has gone to the Burial Emperor Star. Great events must be happening there. If we can perceive them, we may witness a miracle!"
No one could remain calm. All were agitated, wishing they could immediately rush to the other shore of the starry sky.
The Burial Emperor Star—for so many years, experts from countless star domains had come, ceaselessly fighting, waiting for the path to immortality to open.
As soon as one approached this great star, one could feel a terrifying aura, vastly different from other planets, making ancient saints revere and gods fear.
No one had ever dared to act recklessly here, because this was the burial ground of ancient Great Emperors, burying too many secrets, and the path to immortality began here.
Today, an accident occurred.
A vast divine thought spread from the depths of the starry sky, balanced and peaceful, without fear or dread, sweeping across the entire ancient star.
"Who is this... Even a peerless Great Sage would not dare to investigate every corner of this star. How dare he do this?!"
People were shocked. Was there still such a person in this age? Reckless and unrestrained, unafraid of angering the ancient and mysterious existences within the seven Forbidden Zones of Life?!
The divine thought swept across the Burial Emperor Star, then a heroic man descended from the heavens, appearing on the ancient life land of the Big Dipper Star Domain.
"Who is this, so powerful?!"
All the ancestral kings of the ten thousand clans and the saints from beyond the domain trembled. They stared at the horizon, focusing on this powerful divine thought, sensing something, all terrified.
This powerful fluctuation made many saints' hair stand on end, their hearts and gall cold.
The Human Emperor descended upon the Big Dipper Star Domain, appearing on the ancient star he had been absent from for endless ages. He had come from the ancient stellar path, as leisurely as strolling in a courtyard, as if the distance were but a step.
His aura spread. The divine might of the ancient emperor covered the world, not deliberately intimidating but naturally flowing forth, startling everyone!
"Who is this... Has he returned from the Immortal Domain? How could such a person exist in this age?!"
"Who is he? How can he still be alive?!"
Whether the Primordial Forbidden Zone, or Immortal Mountain, or the Immortal Mound, or the Divine Ruins—each Forbidden Zone of Life had existences awakened, issuing majestic voices tinged with questions.
"He... closely resembles a legendary ancient human emperor from extremely ancient times."
"Human Emperor—Lunar Yin! It's him, truly him. Wasn't he supposed to have already passed away in the river of time? This is unfair!"
Within the Forbidden Zones, several ancient existences were greatly shaken, hardly daring to believe this. None knew their thoughts—they themselves had endured until now, yet were still shocked by the Human Emperor's appearance.
Several supreme-level existences were on high alert, wisps of immortal radiance spilling from their eyes as they watched the Human Emperor's every move!
"Yes, like the Great Accomplishment Saint Body, his divine thought remnant was purified, ultimately awakening a wisp of true spirit will from his past life."
Someone within the Forbidden Zone murmured, the tense atmosphere easing somewhat.
The Human Emperor surveyed the world with contempt, the passage of ten thousand ages flowing in his eyes. He looked up to heaven and down to earth. With one step, mountains reversed, vast seas retreated—he could go anywhere.
All the people of his era had died. Everything had turned to ash. Today, revisiting this star, his emotions were myriad. Even the Human Emperor, facing this ten-thousand-age solitude, felt a moment of gloom.
Contrary to the saints' expectations, he did not go to the seven Forbidden Zones but transformed into an immortal light, descending upon the Western Desert, appearing before a majestic giant mountain.
Here, Buddha light steamed, faith power was like an ocean, illuminating all directions—it was the vast Mount Sumeru!
The sun and moon trembled, the starry river paled. The Human Emperor ascended to the peak of Mount Sumeru, facing several ancient Bodhi trees, directly before the magnificent Great Thunderclap Monastery.
"Dong..."
The bell tolled leisurely, spreading across the Western Desert, resounding through the heavens, as if breaking through time from the ancient past.
Mount Sumeru trembled, the Great Thunderclap Monastery shook, and the entire Western Desert blazed with Buddha light, as if all the ancient Buddhas of the heavens had manifested, the extraordinary phenomenon startling the heavens.
"Could it be that the Buddha has reincarnated? Why such a magnificent scene—Buddha light everywhere, chanting sounds filling all directions?" Even ordinary people were alarmed, sensing it in their hearts.
The Human Emperor ascended Mount Sumeru, approaching the most core ancient land of Buddhism. This was a rare event in history, throwing the entire Western Desert into chaos.
An immense pressure emanated, flowing down from Mount Sumeru. All Buddha statues in every ancient temple across the Western Desert emitted light, cascading down threads of pure faith power. All statues of Bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas revived, as if they had gained life.
"I see." The Human Emperor nodded, perceiving the Buddhism founded by Amitabha. He murmured softly, "Amitabha can be considered remarkable."
When these words were spoken, heaven and earth shook, all directions trembled. The great bells in every ancient temple roared, faith light surged into the sky, Buddha power filled the world, shaking the entire realm.
Whether on Mount Sumeru or in other ancient temples, many ancient monks and Buddha disciples trembled. Throughout history, who had dared to speak like this?
This was like an elder evaluating a promising child, truly making them tremble with fear.
Buddha sounds pierced the ears. Buddha light ignited within temple after temple. Old monks, Buddha disciples, and others all knelt, unable to resist kowtowing and prostrating toward Mount Sumeru.
At this moment, from the most mysterious ancient land of Mount Sumeru, chaotic mist overflowed. An ancient artifact flew up, radiating immortal brilliance, charging toward the supreme Human Emperor.
It was the supreme divine artifact of Buddhism—the Demon-Subduing Pestle!
This was a weapon personally refined by the Great Emperor Amitabha, the highest sacred object of the Buddhist path, used to subdue demons and vanquish evil, capable of suppressing three thousand great worlds.
"The divine pestle has awakened on its own, targeting this mysterious supreme being?" Many ancient monks trembled. This had never happened before.
In the past, only when Shakyamuni, the demonic shell of the Buddha, rebelled against the Great Thunderclap Monastery had the Demon-Subduing Pestle awakened on its own once, but never with such overwhelming might as today, seemingly capable of destroying the nine heavens and ten lands.
The deity within the Demon-Subduing Pestle had fully revived, holding nothing back—something unseen in three hundred thousand years!
This shocked people. The aura of an ancient Great Emperor filled the air, as if the Great Emperor Amitabha had been reborn, stunning all divine monks and Buddha disciples.
However, what shocked everyone was that the Demon-Subduing Pestle trembled, stopped before the Human Emperor, and actually bowed like a person, as if begging for forgiveness.
(To be continued)