"Such shameless boasting! I spent endless ages preparing for this day. What makes you think your paltry efforts could surpass everything I accumulated over countless years?"
Ancestor Hongjun merged with the Heavenly Dao, and the land of the Primordial World transformed into a gaping maw that began to swallow Ye Zhuo!
The might of the Heavenly Dao!
How could any ordinary person withstand it?
Yet Ye Zhuo stood confidently between heaven and earth.
"The Three Corpses, my shadow, all my past incarnations-aside from them, I have one more incarnation."
The Human Realm.
Fire Cloud Cave.
The Cave-Dwelling World, the Ancestral Star.
Someone had made a special trip to stop before a gravestone.
"See that? This was Senior Ye Zhuo, a martial arts master of our Human Clan who reached the transformation realm. His cultivation was unfathomable!"
"Really? Then why did he die so young?"
"Young? You ignorant brat! Senior Ye lived to ninety-nine! Back then, life-extension technology was nowhere near as advanced as it is now. Most people only lived into their seventies or eighties."
"Huh? Sounds like even Senior Ye's unrivaled martial arts didn't help him live much longer."
As the father and son bickered, a disturbance broke out.
A withered hand thrust out of the grave.
"Dad, the corpse is coming back to life!"
"That can't be right. Senior Ye was cremated ages ago."
The father and son were still puzzling over it, convinced it was probably someone's prank.
Then that hand suddenly unleashed a terrifying force!
The entire grave tore free of the ground.
They watched as ashes gathered around the arm until a complete human body formed.
At first, he was glossy black, like a zombie.
Then intense vitality began to radiate from his body. His hair turned white, but his face grew youthful, making him