"The winds and clouds of the world arose from our generation; once we entered the martial world, the years drove us onward. Imperial ambitions and conquest passed amid laughter-none could match one drunken revel in life."
Lin Xian spoke leisurely and thrust a palm forward, cleaving space. An eight trigrams pattern formed beneath Dragon Horse's hooves, endlessly renewing itself like a living Five-Colored Altar. The horse trod through the stars and crossed the universe.
"One Daoist and one dog, undefeated wherever we go! In this life, this humble Daoist will become an immortal!"
Duan De laughed heartily, grabbed Black Emperor's fur, and followed close behind. They transformed into immortal light, slashed through the void of the Great Universe, and descended upon the Big Dipper Burial Emperor Star.
In the Big Dipper Ancient Starfield, a Solar Star blazed brilliantly in the void, its scorching heat enough to burn saints to ash. Ye Fan strolled through it. The dangers of old were now as easy to traverse as level ground. Even the formations Netherworld Emperor had laid down for his seclusion collapsed at a touch.
"What a magnificent Great Dao Star." Standing upon the blazing sun, Ye Fan looked back toward Big Dipper and could not help praising it. Now that he had entered the quasi-emperor realm, the old mists had lifted, and he saw this star anew. Its mountains and rivers were truly majestic, harboring countless profound mysteries.
The five continents-Central Plains, Eastern Wasteland, Western Desert, Southern Ridge, and Northern Plains-resembled a Five-Colored Altar assembled incorrectly. Eastern Wasteland was the most extraordinary, with seven Life Restricted Areas where imperial aura rose and fell. Countless patterns of principle and Dao intertwined, as though nurturing an immortal fetus.
The other four regions were equally resplendent. Emperor formations stretched in clusters, and Emperor Weapons