Guarding the Boundary Sea

Boom!

The space, spanning three million Dimensions, was blasted into massive turbulent fault lines.

The Spacetime Storm completely blocked the pursuit path.

Two figures retreated to the edge of the Safe Star Realm, gazing at Chen Fan from afar across the raging turbulence.

Their eyes held apprehension, lingering fear, and a deep-seated resentment.

"Human Race brat, don't be so smug."

The Devouring Fiend Demon Lord clutched his caved-in chest, his chilling voice reverberating Boundary Sea, "You have only recently ascended to the highest position, your foundation is shallow. The White Emperor's time is up. If you can protect this pass today, within ten thousand years, we will surely raise the entire army of the Three Realms and crush your Human Race's mountains and rivers!"

Having uttered those harsh words, the two Ancestral Progenitors no longer hesitated. They carried the remnant soul of the Tianyao Divine Venerable's divine core, smashed through the Void, and instantly fled back to the depths of their respective Ancestral Realms.

Decisive and straightforward.

Ancient overlords never act impulsively; if the situation turns unfavorable, they immediately cut their losses and retreat.

Amidst the ruins of the Boundary Sea, deathly silence returned.

Chen Fan did not attempt to cross that turbulent current.

He shoved the Broken Saber back into his waistband, traversed 100,000 miles of Void in one step, and came to a steady stop in front of the White Emperor.

Smack

The moment White Emperor fell, a warm and steady arm supported his shoulder.

"I'm old and useless now."

The White Emperor gasped for breath, dark golden blood foam constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth, yet his eyes held a relieved smile. "If I were a hundred thousand years younger, I would definitely accompany you to leave those three bastards here forever."

"You've done enough, senior."

Chen Fan spoke calmly, his left hand forming a mudra with his fingers together, and he placed it on White Emperor's chest.

Buzz!

Inside the Divine Kingdom, the pure white, jade-like Life Formation Core suddenly erupted.

That was the Origin Source Creation forged from the Bone Refinement the True Essence of the Primordial Era Peach Mother Tree, the Life Force of the People, and the Demon God Dao Embryo.

A vast river of life force flowed from Chen Fan's fingertips, forcefully pouring into the White Emperor's crumbling meridians, stabilizing the cracked divine core.

At the same time, Chen Fan pressed his hand backward.

Boom!

A sky full of pure white rays of light swept across the Boundary Sea.

The vast Starry Sky Defense Line, which was on the verge of collapse, was miraculously halted from crumbling under the influence of this power of Creation.

The shattered Star Gate closed up again, and the earth's veins were firmly locked into the Void.

Beneath the ruins of the Boundary Sea, dark golden imperial blood dripped from between the White Emperor's fingers, falling into the Void and burning into wisps of blue smoke.

Chen Fan's palm rested firmly on White Emperor's back.

Pure white vitality surged like a raging river, flowing wildly into the White Emperor's body along the lines of his palm, forcefully suppressing the divine core covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

With each breath, the depletion within White Emperor's body was forcefully suppressed.

But that was merely containment.

Having guarded the Boundary Sea alone for tens of thousands of years, his Life Origin had long been depleted to the extreme. This battle burned away the last of his imperial blood, and his Dao Foundation was almost completely destroyed.

"Alright, stop wasting your energy."

White Emperor grabbed Chen Fan's wrist with his other hand and pushed his palm away.

This old man, who had fought alone in the Three Realms millions of years, leaned against the half-collapsed Star Gate Stone Pillar, looked up at the slowly flowing dead mist of the Boundary Sea above his head, and there was no frustration in his eyes, only a sense of relief after unloading a huge burden.

"Keep your Origin Source for Creation your own Divine Kingdom."

The White Emperor twitched his lips, coughed twice, and spat out a few pieces of blackened internal organs. "It's already a great fortune for the Human Race that my old bones have been able to hold on until now and see you break through."

Chen Fan withdrew his hand, his expression unchanging. "With the Three Ancestors gone, the Boundary Sea is temporarily stable. But if you die, the prestige of the Human Race will surely be damaged."

"He won't die, but he's too weak to fight anymore."

The White Emperor shook his head, his cloudy eyes gazing into the depths of the starry sky, his voice becoming heavy and hoarse:

"Chen Fan, do you think that just because you've repelled Tian Yao and the other two, the Human Race can rest easy?"

"They are not our trump card."

Chen Fan spoke calmly.

"Not bad." A hint of approval flashed in the White Emperor's eyes, which then turned cold. "In the Abyss the God Race, there are still two ancient zombies sealed in Origin Stones since the beginning of the Chaos Era; the Yuanshi of the Grand Emperor Ancestral Realm is merely a sect leader managing religious affairs, above him is the Taiqing Old Monster who has not yet stepped out of the Eternal Night Ancient Land; and the Source of Ten Thousand Demons in the Eternal Night Abyss is even more slumbering in the Seventh Dimensions."

"They retreated today because they couldn't figure out your strength, and even more so because they were unwilling to exhaust their Origin Source to fight me to the death."

The White Emperor raised his finger, pointing vaguely at the vast Boundary Sea:

"One hundred thousand years."

"Today's battle may buy you at most 100,000 years."

"If you cannot surpass the Upper Martial God within ten thousand years, take that legendary step of Transcendence, and cultivate to become the Ultimate Dao Sovereign... then when those ancient monsters of the ancient source awaken, the entire starry sky will be devoid of any place for Human Race."

The Ultimate Dao Sovereign.

That was a supreme realm that was only vaguely described in the scriptures of the Main Universe.

It transcends the Dimensions of the starry sky, and with a single thought, all realms are born; with a single thought, Ten Thousand Dao collapse.

Chen Fan lowered his eyes slightly, remaining unmoved by the immense pressure.

He simply looked calmly at White Emperor.

The White Emperor chuckled softly and flicked his wrist.

An ancient iron token, entirely black and with countless marks of chiseling and carving along its edges, slowly emerged from the depths of his Qi Sea.

The token had no inscriptions, only tens of millions of dark red blood lines. Those were the baleful aura condensed from the wills of billions of Human Race who died on the front lines of the Boundary Sea over millions of years.

"Boundary Sea Ancient Token."

The White Emperor handed the iron token to Chen Fan, his withered fingers not trembling at all. "Hold it. The Human Race's 3,600 Frontline War Cities, 47,000 King-Sealing Divine Generals, and the survival and reproduction of thousands of Star Systems... are all entrusted to you."

Chen Fan extended his right hand and took the token.

It felt icy to the touch, but then a burning, intensely Divine Soul obsession shot straight into the Sea of Consciousness from the palm of my hand.

That was an indomitable roar, a death wish to defend their homeland, a long song of war that spanned millions of years.

Responding to this, the "Myriad Realms Red Dust Scripture" within his body suddenly lit up with the Taiji Divine Ring behind his head Two Gray-White Qis intertwined and flowed, instantly absorbing and refining all the complex and tragic Willpower of All Beings.

"He's alive, but locked up."

Chen Fan put away the ancient token and uttered only four words.

The last glimmer of light in the White Emperor's eyes completely vanished.

"Good."

He slowly closed his eyes. "I'm going to find a quiet place to sleep. Don't wake me until our clan is wiped out."

Chen Fan said no more, and with his fingers like a knife, he lightly slashed at the Void.

A dark slit opened in space, behind which lay an independent Dimensions stripped away by the laws of the Divine Kingdom.

Chen Fan opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of Pure Yang Life Force, which transformed into a sky full of sweet Creation Nectar, sprinkling down on the core of the Dimensions and condensing into a gray-white Chaos Stone.

The illusory image of the Tai Chi Millstone descended, completely severing the causal energy of the entire Dimensions. Even if the three Ancestral Progenitor were to arrive in person, they would never be able to deduce the coordinates of this place.

The White Emperor's figure floated down into the stone coffin, the lid slowly closed, and life completely succumbed to Annihilation.

The crack closed, and everything returned to nothingness.

Chen Fan was the only one left in the entire dilapidated and desolate Boundary Sea Pass.