Chapter 1820: Chapter 1839: You Are Liu Baiyi!

Pain!

Extreme pain!

Ye Xuan felt as if his head were about to explode, waves of unfamiliar yet familiar memories were continuously emerging in his mind.

These memories were too real, so real that Ye Xuan felt as if he had experienced them himself.

In these memories, Ye Xuan felt he had become someone else, someone he greatly admired and who was incredibly powerful.

A wave of the hand could extinguish the skies, a step could trample eternity, a roar could shake the stars across eons, a finger could alter Qiankun Heaven and Earth!

Who am I?

I am Ye Xuan!

Am I Huang?

No, I am Ye Xuan!

In these waves of familiar yet unfamiliar memories, Ye Xuan struggled in pain, constantly resisting these strange yet familiar memories because he was only himself, not anyone else.

I am Ye Xuan, I am not Huang...

Ye Xuan howled in pain, but his mind continued to be in disarray, sometimes believing he was Ye Xuan, sometimes believing he was the legendary first of the Primordial!

"Ah!"

Ye Xuan howled in pain; this kind of mental chaos is something outsiders simply cannot understand, a pain so extreme it could drive a person to collapse.

Memories surged, images unfolded, Ye Xuan remembered many things that happened during the Three Great Eras, although only some scattered fragments, they were vividly presented in his mind.

In the outside world!

Clad in white, ethereal and transcendent, Liu Baiyi’s brow furrowed as he watched Ye Xuan struggle and howl in his coma, a flicker of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Buzz!

A wisp of Ancient Divine Light gathered in his palm, the seemingly elusive murderous intent blossomed, as if in the next moment Liu Baiyi was going to kill Ye Xuan on the spot.

However, Liu Baiyi hesitated, and the Ancient Divine Light did not descend, until a sigh escaped his lips, he ultimately abandoned this golden opportunity.

Buzz!

Suddenly!

Ye Xuan opened his eyes, a hint of desolation passing through them, his whole being became clear-headed, with no trace of pain on his face anymore.

"You’re awake!"

Liu Baiyi spoke calmly, his face returning to calmness.

"Why didn’t you act?"

Ye Xuan asked flatly, at this moment an indescribable aura seemed to emanate from him, an aura somewhat similar to ’Huang’, yet completely different.

"I don’t want to take advantage of your weakness, I will wait for you to truly awaken, then we will naturally settle life and death." Liu Baiyi replied calmly.

"In Ancient Times, defying fate, you could sweep across the entire Ancient Times, indeed you had some skills, but unfortunately you were still no match for Huang." Ye Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Aren’t you Huang?" Liu Baiyi frowned.

"I am only myself." Ye Xuan replied.

"You...?"

Liu Baiyi was momentarily stunned, as he carefully contemplated Ye Xuan, a hint of confusion passed through his eyes, for the current Ye Xuan gave him an extremely mysterious feeling, making it hard to determine whether he was Huang, or the present Ye Xuan.

"There’s no need to guess, I am only myself, whether as Ye Xuan or Huang, they are just names." Ye Xuan said calmly.

In fact, during the recent mental chaos, Ye Xuan underwent unimaginable torment, constantly switching between himself and Huang, nearly shattering his Divine Soul.

Finally, Ye Xuan calmed himself, realizing that regardless of who he was, he was only himself.

In this life, he is named Ye Xuan, even if Huang was his past life, the past has already gone, and only he remains.

That Dark Emperor’s Throne, in reality, holds no mystery, it merely retains a fragment of Huang’s memory.

When Ye Xuan sat on the Dark Emperor’s Throne, he inherited Huang’s memories and, relying on a remaining ancient power from Huang, managed to scare off the ’Prison’.

From these memories of Huang, Ye Xuan learned many secrets of the Three Great Eras, and although only a portion of the memories remained, it was enough for Ye Xuan to understand many unknown aspects.

Huang!

The strongest of the Primordial, after the demise of the Three Great Eras, Huang also perished, leaving behind only a trace of True Spirit that reincarnated across ages.

This trace of True Spirit became Ye Xuan, so the notion that Huang was Ye Xuan’s past life is not wrong, but in this life, Ye Xuan is solely himself.

Once Ye Xuan understood this, he no longer agonized over who he really was, because in this life, he is only himself, and no one else.

"In those days you said you wanted to create the strongest law of all time, choosing to go into Transformation, it seems in this life you have already taken the most crucial step!" Liu Baiyi said.

Rumble!

Ye Xuan raised his hands, and layers of Heavenly Burial Reincarnation Halo appeared, the vast Heavenly Gate opened behind him, a small smile curved at the corner of Ye Xuan’s mouth.

"This technique is called the Heavenly Burial Technique." Ye Xuan whispered.

"Heavenly Burial Technique?"

Liu Baiyi murmured in response, then slowly nodded: "Desolate Heaven Technique, Heavenly Burial Technique, you are about to take the final step, you have indeed walked ahead of everyone else."

"Three Lives Unification, Heavenly Punishment and Earth’s Transformation, this is my destiny." Ye Xuan whispered.

"Past, present, future, Three Lives Unification!"

Liu Baiyi sighed longingly, gazing up at the eternal starry sky, indescribable loneliness in his eyes, his white clothing appeared solitary and desolate.

"White Robe Brother, have you not yet awakened?"

Suddenly, Ye Xuan strolled over to Liu Baiyi, placing a hand on his shoulder, his eyes as deep as ancient ponds.

Boom!

Liu Baiyi’s expression changed drastically, the Ancient Divine Light rippled vigorously, forcibly pushing Ye Xuan away, a flash of anger crossed his eyes that resembled the Chen Star.

"I told you before, I am not Liu Baiyi, I am Taichu, the first Divine King of Ancient Times, your White Robe Brother has long since disappeared forever." Liu Baiyi reprimanded coldly.

"Taichu?"

Ye Xuan slightly shook his head, as his eyes opened and closed, a flicker of Reincarnation Light shimmered.

"Taichu has already perished, in this life you are only Liu Baiyi, why cling to those past memories and forget yourself?" Ye Xuan sighed.

"There is no need to beguile me, I am Taichu, not some Liu Baiyi!"

Suddenly, Liu Baiyi’s eyes were wild, the transcendental and ethereal aura vanished, screaming at Ye Xuan in a furious frenzy.

Evidently, Ye Xuan’s words seemed to poke at his vulnerability, making his emotions extremely unstable.

"White Robe Brother, believe it or not, if you cannot find your true self, you truly will become Taichu." Ye Xuan furrowed his brow.

Ye Xuan, having experienced Huang’s memories and awakened to his true self, had no one better understand Liu Baiyi’s current state.

Liu Baiyi never perished, he was merely overwhelmed by Taichu’s memories, which made him believe he was once the first of the Primordial.

"Ah!"

Suddenly!

Liu Baiyi’s expression twisted, agonizing cries echoed from his mouth, layers of terrifying Ancient Divine Light burst around him, even sending Ye Xuan flying, a large amount of blood spilling from Ye Xuan’s mouth.

The overwhelming forces were terrifyingly powerful, even though Ye Xuan had gained Huang’s memories, the gap in cultivation with Liu Baiyi remained like night and day.