Going home
He looked down at the churning, muddy Turbid Flow at his feet.
The viscous blood plasma was quickly evaporated by the Baleful Flame, revealing several broken fragments of Spirit Treasures at the bottom of the pool.
Chen Fan flicked his sleeves, and a gust of wind swept across the ground.
Half of the broken Red-Gold Sword Blade and a piece of charred black Black-Jade Horsetail Whisk handle fell into his palm.
The words "Lingxu" are engraved on the sword.
The handle of the whisk bears the Nine Luminaries Mark of Heavenly Balance Peak.
Just a few hours ago, these Great Vehicle ancestors, who had dominated the Cangwu Realm for thousands of years, were still arguing fiercely Bronze Heavenly Gate, their faces flushed with anger, over the so-called opportunity to become immortals.
Now, even his Divine Soul and Dao Fruit have been refined into a thick liquid of bones by an ancient trap.
The pursuit of immortality ultimately resulted in becoming nothing more than a pile of nourishment.
In the cultivation world, empty promises are always deadly. Even an old fox who has lived for tens of thousands of years will rush headlong into the elusive Ascension of ascension.
Chen Fan's palm twitched slightly, and the Two Gray-White Qis circulated. The Broken Sword and whisk in his hand were crushed into ashes, which were then scattered into the sea of fire through his fingers.
Click!
The Void above their heads was torn open, revealing a massive crack.
The collapse of the inverted black tower quickly spread to the entire Nine-Cornered Bronze Coffin.
The Ancient Small World, spanning tens of thousands of miles, completely disintegrated, and icy, violent Interstellar Astral Winds howled and poured in along the cracks.
The towering Bronze Heavenly Gate shattered into countless fragments of gold and iron under the pull of this Spatial Torrent, flying towards the four Star Domain.
Chen Fan walked barefoot through the Void, letting the storm, powerful enough to tear an ordinary Dao Integration cultivator to shreds, brush past him.
The Chaos Qi and Blood of the Middle Great Vehicle spontaneously condensed into a three-inch Qi Ring on his body surface, and even the violent gravitational waves could not disturb his coarse cloth hairband.
He lifted his foot and stepped out of the core of the collapsing giant coffin.
At the edge of the Void Star Sea.
Dozens of Tribulation Transcendence-Class Divine Ark Warships, each tens of thousands of feet long, stretched across the star orbit, their banners obscuring the sun, their spiritual light weaving into Heaven-and-Earth Net.
The Azure Dragon Golden Shuttle of the Myriad Swords Immortal Sect, the Netherworld Bone Boat of the Taiyin Demon Sect, and the Nine Luminaries Star Disk of the Heavenly Balance Holy Land completely surrounded this desolate Star Domain.
The Grand Elders of each Dao Lineage sat cross-legged in the Void, gripping the Formation Flags tightly in their hands, ready for battle.
"The giant coffin has collapsed!"
"The Emperor's Mausoleum Tomb space has completely collapsed; the ancestors are about to emerge!"
On the divine ship of the Myriad Swords Immortal Sect, a white-haired, late-stage Dao Integration Elder suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with fanaticism and greed.
The seven Great Vehicle entered the Emperor's Mausoleum together. Regardless of what ancient imperial treasures they brought out, this day will completely rewrite the landscape of this Star Domain.
However, the frenzied atmosphere lasted only a moment.
Click!
A series of sharp, cracking explosions suddenly erupted in the worship halls of each flagship.
The life -Life Token at the waist of the elder of the Myriad Swords Immortal Sect instantly turned into a cloud of bloody powder.
Immediately afterwards, from the depths of the divine ships of the Heavenly Balance Holy Land and the Bone-Eroding Demon Sect, the soft thuds of Life Token shattering echoed one after another.
The once-bright Divine Crystal Life Lamps all went out at the same time!
"Ancestor Lingxu... has fallen?!"
"The Life-Soul Mark of the Heavenly Balance Grand Elder has dissipated; his spirit and form have been annihilated!"
"The Bone-Corroding Demon Venerable is dead! This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
The terrified screams instantly shattered the solemnity of the Battle Formation, and hundreds of Dao Integration cultivators felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their Divine Souls trembling violently.
Seven Mahayana Great Vehicle —a supreme force capable of sweeping away the entire foundation of the Cangwu Realm —were annihilated within the span of an incense stick's burning!
Before the storm had subsided in everyone's hearts, at the core of the collapsed bronze coffin, stardust and spatial storms were brutally torn apart by a domineering force.
A figure dressed in plain white stepped out.
The boy walked barefoot through the air, carrying a rusty broken Broken Saber on his back. He showed no signs of the Great Vehicle celestial phenomena that a Mahayana cultivator would display, and his expression was as calm as if he had just returned from a walk in the back mountains.
"It's him?!"
"That freak from the Limitless Divine Dynasty!"
The elder of the Myriad Swords Immortal Sect had bloodshot eyes, and uncontrollable fear and greed instantly overwhelmed his reason.
The patriarch is dead, but this young man has survived!
The eternal Creations of the Primordial Emperor Taixuan will surely fall entirely into this child's hands!
"Stop him! Form the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation!"
The old man roared sharply, his hands flashing out different hand seals.
"Hand over the Imperial Mausoleum Relics! You madmen from the Lower Realms must give the major sects an explanation as to the true cause of our ancestor's death!"
Boom!
The twelve Azure Dragon Golden Shuttle Shuttles turned in unison, unleashing Ten Thousand Dao Gengjin Sword Qi that soared into the sky, mingling with the Space-Locking Star Network of the Heavenly Balance Holy Land, overwhelming the young man's frail figure.
Chen Fan stopped in his tracks.
He slightly raised his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over the group of Various Sects' Cultivators whose faces were contorted in pain.
People die for wealth, birds die for food; no matter what plane you go through, the greed of the weak for power always carries a laughable blindness.
He didn't even draw his sword.
He raised only his right arm, casually waving the wide, coarse cloth sleeve towards the Void.
Boom!
The Chaos Laws of the Middle Great Vehicle and the Martial God Dominant Will of the Miniature Divine Kingdom overlapped and erupted.
A thousand-mile- Law Tsunami suddenly erupted from the Void Star Sea.
The once-proud Ten Thousand Swords Immortal-Slaying Formation was like withered branches and fallen leaves before this pure and mighty power, collapsing into a shower of light the moment it collided with it.
The violent shockwave swept outwards for tens of thousands of miles.
The cracking sounds were incessant as twelve Shenzhou warships, crafted from ten Ten-Thousand-Year Black Gold, were overturned, their decks cracking inch by inch, and the protective array Light Screen shattered on the spot.
Dozens of Dao Integration experts coughed up blood, their bodies swirling back tens of thousands of miles before crashing into the desolate, Dead Star behind them, shattering meteorites into pieces.
With a single sweep of his sleeve, the entire hall fell silent.
In the Void, only the chattering of the surviving cultivators remained.
All greed and questioning were completely wiped out in the face of this absolute crushing power.
Chen Fan withdrew his sleeve, his eyes remaining calm and composed.
He did not commit further killings.
This group of people is nothing more than Rootless Duckweed that has lost its support. With the demise of the seven Great Vehicle, the sect structure of the Cangwu Realm is destined to be completely reshuffled by the Limitless Divine Dynasty.
He casually made a gesture in the Void in front of him.
Sizzle!
The Spatial Barrier of the Cangwu Realm was torn open by bare hands, Void Passage tens of thousands of miles wide.
Chen Fan stepped into the rift and unleashed the power of Endless Distance in a Single Step, his figure flashing and disappearing at the edge of the Star Sea.
The Cangwu Realm, the Ziwei Emperor Star.
The morning light pierced through the array of clouds protecting the Imperial Palace.
The upheaval that led to the change of dynasties a few days ago has long since subsided. Under Mo Wendao's swift and decisive rectification, the vast Wuji Immortal Army has taken over all the major towns of the Divine Dynasty.
Chen Fan tore through the Void and landed in front of the quiet Bamboo Grove Rear Garden the deepest part of the Imperial Palace.
He dispersed the faint gray-white divine halo behind his head, and the surging Mahayana Great Vehicle True Essence and God-Demon Qi and Blood within his body quietly receded back into his Dantian Divine Kingdom.
The sharp, star-like aura around him faded, and he transformed back into a sixteen-year-old boy with clear eyes, dressed in coarse cloth.
He pushed open the slightly ajar wooden door.
Squeak.
The courtyard lacked the rich Pill Fragrance found in celestial caves; instead, it was filled with the rich fragrance of bone marrow and meat.
In front of the bluestone stove in the center of the courtyard, Chen Changqing, with his coarse cloth sleeves rolled up, held a copper-green ladle in his hand, intently watching over a large earthenware pot.