"The Ancient Desolate Sacred Body truly is a constitution forsaken by Heaven. Even the God King couldn't break this curse!"
When they saw the Dao diagram formed from those mysterious runes, everyone was deeply shaken.
The fact that even the God King had returned bloodied made them understand all the more why the Ancient Desolate Sacred Body, which could rival a Great Emperor once fully matured, had vanished from the river of time.
An invincible God King wielding an Emperor Weapon couldn't resolve the problem. It seemed no one could break the curse unless a Great Emperor were alive.
But setting aside the fact that no Great Emperor had attained the Dao in this era, how could a nobody who hadn't even reached the Four Extremes Realm possibly persuade one to intervene?
Bathed in holy light, the Yaoguang Holy Son shook his head and sighed.
"What a pity. If the Sacred Body could continue its past glory, the path to proving the Dao would be much more interesting!"
"So what if he has the Ancient Desolate Sacred Body? He's still doomed to be trapped in the Dao Palace Secret Realm!"
Someone scoffed, pronouncing Ye Fan's death sentence outright.
"Looks like my little sister will be disappointed. I hope he can at least survive this Heavenly Tribulation!"
Ji Haoyue stood with his hands behind his back in the air, gazing at the magnificent Heavenly Tribulation in the sky.
Once that Heavenly Tribulation, which resembled a diagram of the Great Dao, descended, Ye Fan would most likely be crushed to death!
Even if he somehow survived, his Immortal Platform would be riddled with Dao wounds.
Forget advancing his cultivation—he could only dream of becoming an ordinary person and living out his life in peace.
Someone who had lost his potential was not