With His Own Body, He Mended the Hole in Heaven
"I wonder where the Third Old Ancestor has gone."
"He's truly amazing. He's already attained the Dao and possesses Indestructible Demon Body, yet he can still venture this far into such treacherous places."
"Perhaps the Third Old Ancestor has already successfully obtained the treasure here."
Everyone was talking about it.
Long Pantian and the others looked rather solemn.
Along the way, powerful members of the Flood Dragon Demon Race have been "hitting the lottery" one after another.
Over a hundred people were lost!
Normally, even if there were some scattered Thorn of Calamity on the ground, it should have been easy for individual cultivators to avoid them.
But in many cases, the situation is simply absurd; people just fall down for no apparent reason...
This caused them significant losses!
"I wonder how the third brother is doing. He's too impatient; he should have waited for us..."
The Long Panyun, its mouth open.
Long Pantian nodded as well.
"Hey, look, why are there dragon scales on the ground?"
At that moment, someone suddenly spoke up.
Everyone looked and saw that there were scattered dragon scales on the ground in front of them!
Moreover, there was a pile of ashes nearby, as if some kind of mysterious flame had burned there!
"This is... this is the third brother's dragon scale?!"
Long Panyun's expression changed.
Everyone was surprised to hear this!
What's going on?
The Third Old Ancestor Long Panfeng —and dragon scales have actually fallen here?
"I see!"
Long Pantian pondered for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed with great joy:
"The third brother has changed!"
"Look, besides these dragon scales, there's a faint trace of charred meat in the ashes!"
"This meat strip also belongs to the third brother."
Upon hearing this, Long Panyun also gasped and said:
"The legendary divine fire that engulfs the body, resulting in ultimate transformation?!"
He thought of this legend!
When the Demon Race refines their bodies to an incredibly powerful level, they will attract divine fire from heaven and earth to burn their own bodies. If they can overcome this, they will be reborn and become immortal!
"An immortal demonic body... Long Panfeng has actually reached this level?"
Even Lu Zhaizhai of the Six-Eared Macaque Race had his pupils shrink and said:
"This lineage is extraordinary!"
Those who have endured the burning of divine fire can be called immortal demon bodies.
It is said that at that level, one can fight against all Principle with just their physical body, which is considered defying the heavens.
Unheard of in this world!
Now, Flood Dragon Demon Race has actually appeared?
That's terrifying.
"My son, you must cultivate a good relationship with this clan. In a few years, their lineage will surely become the main branch of the Flood Dragon Demon Race, and may even become famous throughout the entire Demon Realm!"
At this moment, Lu Zhaizhai solemnly gave instructions to his son Lu Meile!
Lu Meile nodded deeply and said, "Father, don't worry, I understand!"
"An Immortal Demon Body... The Third Old Ancestor attained the Immortal Demon Body, it's too heaven-defying!"
"Our clan will prosper greatly, prosper greatly!"
"Excellent! With our Third Old Ancestor around, our clan is practically invincible!"
The members of the Flood Dragon Demon Race were overjoyed.
Long Aotian was also filled with excitement, his eyes blazing with desire.
The Third Old Ancestor are already old, yet they were able to cultivate such powerful physiques from the Demon Refining Lake. How could someone as young as myself not defy the heavens?
He was full of fighting spirit and passion!
"But where did the Third Old Ancestor go?"
Someone asked a question.
"This thicket of thorns ahead... is covered with Thorn of Calamity."
"This is terrifying, who can get through?"
Even with a lucky star, it probably won't work...
Seeing the dense thicket of thorns ahead, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Even a single Thorn of Calamity was enough to give everyone a huge headache.
Now it's a sea of thorns!
"There's... a narrow path here? It looks like a giant python carved it out!"
At that moment, someone suddenly pointed to a certain spot in the thorn bushes.
The crowd quickly gathered around.
But here, the thorns had been trampled into pieces, and a path had been carved out.
It was like the trail left by a giant python as it slithered through the dense grass.
"Shut up! What giant python? This is the path left behind by the Third Old Ancestor!"
At this moment, Long Panyun became excited and said:
"I understand now. The third brother has forged an immortal demonic body and is actually using it to withstand these thorns!"
"He revealed his true form as a dragon and waded through here!"
"That's too strong, really too strong!"
Upon hearing this, Long Pantian realized that it was definitely true.
These marks do indeed look like they were left by something like a dragon that swam by.
It must be the third child!
"Very good, he has left us a way out!"
"There must be an even greater fortuitous opportunity deeper in this place, which is why the third brother is so impatient. Come on, let's catch up!"
The Long Pantian and cried out.
Everyone in the Flood Dragon Demon Race was excited at this moment.
They immediately continued along the path.
And at this moment.
Wu Dade, Qing Chen, and the others have already crossed the Sea of Thorns.
"It hurts so much... Ah... It itches!"
Wu Dade wailed.
He rolled from beginning to end!
His entire body was truly covered in wounds.
During this process, his body was torn apart time and time again, and healed again and again...
He directly completed the third stage of the Nine Revolutions Golden Body!
At this moment, after the breakthrough, he felt as if his whole body had regenerated, with an itchy sensation. His gaze drifted towards the sea of thorns behind him, and he even wished he could go back and roll around in it again.
Its main function is to stop itching!
After passing through the sea of thorns, the land was empty.
This place is like a desert, with white sand covering the ground.
Each grain of sand is as hard as divine gold.
"What... are all these?"
Lu Cailing squatted down in surprise and scooped up a handful of sand.
These sands feel heavy in my hands... as if they'll never decay!
"The once peerless divine weapons... have all disintegrated, and all the imprints of the Dao principles have been decomposed and turned into waste."
The big black dog looked at the white sand covering the ground, a hint of melancholy in its eyes, and said:
"At the last moment... they sacrificed the divine weapon..."
It strode forward.
Wu Dade stepped onto the white sand. He felt a strange sense of familiarity. For a moment, his usual carefree and easygoing attitude disappeared, and he felt a void in his heart.
Not far ahead, sand dunes began to appear.
White sand dunes.
It seems to have stood here quietly for countless years.
"Are they all dead...? One sand dune, one grave."
The big black dog spoke sadly.
Before the white sand dunes, some remnants of divine weapons stood.
A broken iron rod, mostly petrified and mixed with rust, stands in front of the grave, inscribed with ancient characters.
"War Ancestor Chang Kong... Awaiting the World Honored One's return!"
Words... written in blood!
A spearhead, now only the blade remains, also weathered and scarred. "The Crimson Emperor Divine Spear... Awaiting the World Honored One's Return!"
The last one or two sections of a long mace were covered by stone skin, making it impossible to tell what the original material was.
"The Azure Emperor's Mace... awaits the World Honored One's return!"
Wu Dade walked step by step past these sand dunes, and at that moment, he was deeply shaken!
The inscriptions carved on the petrified divine weapon were like keys to time, unlocking the gates of reincarnation and transporting him to another dimension!
The heavens have collapsed, the universe is crumbling, and gray fog is surging in from the unknown... A newly born universe has a hole in it!
The entire world was in anguish, all living beings wept, and Spirit of Strangeness roamed the universe; flames flickered, seemingly about to be extinguished...
He saw peerless powerhouses, their shadows shimmering, battling across the universe. Wherever they were, a strange gray mist transformed into an unprecedented and formidable enemy.
He saw the sword shatter and the fire tree go out...
An Ancient Desolate Great Venerable risked its life to protect an Old Vine...
Heibai lines shot across the sky, then vanished...
A peerless melody, tinged with sorrow, seemed to be a funeral for the entire universe...
At that moment, Wu Dade was in a daze. A deep sorrow filled his heart, and he instinctively clenched his fists. He stared at the cosmic gap, the source of the eerie gray mist, wishing he could rush into the sky and suppress everything...
As time and space shifted, a thick fog descended, and an eerie gray mist engulfed a region of stars. A peculiar, golden object suppressed the gray mist.
It was a tree covered in thorns!
It looks like a spiked club, extremely peculiar, but it has forged all the Principle of the world and emits thousands of golden rays!
The billowing gray fog eventually turned the thorny bushes gray and drab, almost rendering them useless.
"The World Honored One used his body to plug the leak in the sky... We will guard this place!"
A peerless expert wielding an iron rod roared to the sky. He cracked his divine weapon and, using his life as a guide, charged towards the golden thorn tree, hoping to rekindle its life!
"Haha... The gray mist in this universe has stopped increasing. The World Honored One has succeeded. He has succeeded in mending the heavens with his own body. Hahaha... His tree... cannot be destroyed!"
The peerless emperor laughed loudly, yet tears streamed down his face as he hurled his spear, which streaked across the night like a comet!
"May my Divine Mace be torn apart, may my very soul be burned... If I cannot go with the World Honored One, then I shall burn here!"
Divine Mace shattered, and a peerless hero ignited his last flame, illuminating the gray night sky.
Numerous peerless divine weapons disintegrated and burned... In the end, all the essence and principles were absorbed by that peculiar Thorn Tree, while those divine weapons scattered, their supreme materials scattered into an eternal expanse of white sand.
"World Honored One... can he return?"
At the end of their lives, they were asking questions, questioning the end of the universe.
"Our efforts to preserve even a sliver of life in the Melting Gold Tree are, in this world, leaving behind a karmic connection for the World Honored One... Perhaps someone can use this to bring the World Honored One to his senses..."
"The 'Xiao Huang' Emperor has gone to find that one. If that one can return and quell the final source... he definitely can!"
A powerful figure spoke resolutely, saying, "I truly wish... I truly wish I could go back to the past, to be with the World Honored One and the others, eating meat and drinking wine to my heart's content... Haha, haha..."
"Xiao Huang... you must bring the World Honored One back! You must bring the World Honored One back!"
That cry shook the entire universe; it was a final lament.
The light and shadow of time have finally come to an end.
The white sand stretches endlessly, and the graves stand alone.
The divine weapon serves as a monument, embodying the last hope.
"War Ancestor Chang Kong... Awaiting the World Honored One's return!"
"The Crimson Emperor Divine Spear... awaits the return of the World Honored One!"
"The Azure Emperor's Mace... awaits the World Honored One's return!"
The people from back then have completely disappeared.
They placed these divine weapons here, entrusting their hopes for the future, letting these tombstones stand in for them...
Wait...
World Honored One!
At that moment, before the sand dunes, Wu Dade's eyes inexplicably welled up with tears!
The big black dog raised its paw, wiped the tear off its nose, and said:
"Woof... I brought him back."
Wu Dade also stepped forward, reaching out to gently touch the remaining divine weapons.
The divine weapon had already turned to stone, clearly corroded by the eerie gray mist. As he touched it, wisps of gray mist dissipated, and the divine weapon shattered with a crash.
As endless years passed, even divine weapons decayed!
"I'm back..."
He spoke in a low voice.