In an instant, the phantom of the World Tree that he had seen before appeared in Su Yu's sea of consciousness. He stared at the Stars Tree in front of him, and a thousand thoughts arose in his mind.
Looking at the newly sprouting Stars Tree, Su Yu released three drops of his primordial blood, imprinting them onto the sapling. Then, he closed his eyes, no longer concerned with the seed, and began to break through his own Immortal Three...
The Purple Maiden inside the cocoon was also astonished. When she was being baptized and tempered by Su Yu's Chaos divine power, she was awakened by the Chaos Dao Diagram. Then she saw an unforgettable scene: in the vast Chaos, a tree seed was conceived and transformed into the Heavenly God Tree. After countless years of changes, the World Tree collapsed and was reborn as a seed.
She glanced at her closed eyes, pursed her lips, and once again calmed her mind, beginning to sever her longing for the ancient times.
The ancient times are gone. Now, she is no longer the princess of the Myriad Dragon Nest, but his Daoist partner.
With a soft sigh, all fell silent. A hazy mist swirled, engulfing the two figures...
The Northern Region, the Holy City.
Half a month ago, Ye Fan set up a killing formation in Yan Province and used the Seven-Colored Divine Flame to kill the Immortal Platform Elder of the Myriad Tribulations Palace in one fell swoop. He also burned the Supreme Elder of the Yaoguang Holy Land, making him famous throughout the world.
As the pursuit continued, the divine artifacts on Ye Fan's body were gradually revealed: the Source Root of Mother Qi of All Things, the Nine Heavens White Jade Disc, and the Source he won in the Holy City. Ye Fan was now truly an enemy of the world, and countless cultivators wanted to obtain the divine artifacts on his body.
Due to Su Yu's appearance, the Qishi Mansion's foundation was greatly weakened, and it also needed to compensate the Great Xia Dynasty and the Nine Li Dynasty, which caused the Qishi Mansion to postpone the time for recruiting disciples.
The Great Xia Dynasty and the Nine Li Dynasty did not simply send out princesses. After Ling Mei went to Central Province with the Ancient Emperor Token, the two dynasties brought out a large amount of dowry items, as well as a large number of servants.
However, the two emperors did not achieve their goal. The Ling Mei took them all into her Qiankun Bag and then crossed over using the Ancient Emperor Token. It was impossible to find her whereabouts. For this, three divination masters in Central Province have been punished by heaven and died violent deaths.
Under these circumstances, the Northern Emperor of the Northern Plains Wang Family, the Southern Demon of the Southern Ridge Demon Emperor Hall, and the Central Emperor of the Central Province all went to the Northern Region of the Eastern Wilderness, hoping to obtain the Great Emperor's exclusive sacred object— the Source Root of Mother Qi of All Things.
This was also a battle for destiny, and the path to becoming emperor quietly began!
Most of the geniuses who aspire to become emperors have gathered here. To allow these geniuses to hone their skills, many forces in the Holy City have joined forces to build a new city— Dao City. There is also an ancient stele in the city, which was brought out by the lineage of the Holy City's guardians. It is said that there is a supreme divine technique on it, which is almost comparable to the forbidden imperial techniques of the major extreme holy lands.
In addition, a 100,000-mile area outside the city was designated as a training ground for prodigies.
Under the threat of the Primordial Myriad Races, the Great Saint put aside their past grievances and sought to cultivate a true young Great Emperor.
In the crimson Great Wilderness, a figure stood somewhat forlornly by the lake. The young man had a handsome face and long, flowing blond hair. Facing the rising sun, his blond hair shimmered with a crystalline brilliance. However, the Lifetime air on his face was gone, and he was lost in self-doubt.
Looking at the gently rippling lake, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King was pale and dejected. Ever since his trip to the Northern Region, he had suffered one blow after another.
The princess he loved married another man, who even fought the Azure Lion King to a draw, filling him with despair.
Later, in a battle against the Sacred Body of the same level, he was forced into a desperate situation by Ye Fan, and in order to save face, he broke the seal.
During his trip to the ancient Ancient Mine, he was defeated head-on by the Yaoguang Holy Son and was powerless to resist. Meanwhile, Ye Fan, whom he had always looked down upon, was now famous throughout the world and had Yaoguang Holy Son. These events weighed heavily on his mind, causing his Dao heart to begin to crumble.
"You are a friend of the Sacred Body?"
A young man dressed in blue stepped out. He was of medium build, around twenty years old, with disheveled black hair, dark skin, and sharp, piercing eyes. He approached the Golden-Winged Little Peng King with his hands behind his back, exuding arrogance and domineering presence.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King gave him a cold look, said nothing, and turned to leave.
"Stop right there! Did I say you could leave?"
Yan Yunluan spoke calmly. Although there was no murderous intent in his words, they left no room for doubt, as if he held the power of life and death in his hands and everything was under his control.
A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, and he said indifferently, "What do you want?"
He's in a bad mood right now, and if anyone crosses him, he won't hold back.
"Take me to the Sacred Body! The Black-Yellow Source Root, such a divine object, should rightfully belong to me!"
Yan Yunluan with his hands behind his back, surrounded by a thin layer of immortal mist, from which dragon energy could be faintly heard. He was a genius from the Central Province at the peak of the Third Heaven of the Four Extremes, and he had refined a wisp of dragon energy, possessing the killing power of dragon energy. He had come for Ye Fan.
"Get lost!" the Golden-Winged Little Peng King said, his voice filled with murderous intent.
Although his current cultivation level is lower than his opponent's, he is in no way inferior, and his words reveal a domineering aura, showing a hint of the style of the Heavenly Peng King.
"Hmph, when you were defeated by the Yaoguang Holy Son in three moves, were you speaking in the same tone? Don't be afraid of the Old Peng King, I'm not afraid at all!" Yan Yunluan sneered, not taking the Golden-Winged Little Peng King seriously at all.
Yan Yunluan, then teased, "I heard you once pursued the Lord of the Green Lotus. Truly admirable!"
"Now anyone dares to talk to me like that! A fight to the death!"
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King's gaze sharpened, his aura imposing. Golden divine flames burned fiercely around his body, and his eyes, like sharp swords, were filled with wildness. He took out the heavy Great Wilderness Halberd, his long golden hair flying wildly, his eyes terrifying, like Demon Lord descending from all heavens.
"Let me show you the skills of the Central Province Plains' prodigy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a divine light flashed in Yan Yunluan's eyes. He formed a hand seal with his right hand, resembling Golden Crow soaring through the sky. With a powerful slash, the entire space distorted as he struck directly at the Golden-Winged Little Peng King.
He came here specifically to seek revenge. An elder of the Yan Family was killed by the Old Peng King, and now he has come to break the Dao Heart of the Golden-Winged Little Peng King.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King roared to the sky, his killing intent soaring to the heavens. With each swing of his Great Wilderness Halberd, boundless killing intent surged forth. The two engaged in a frenzied battle on the great lake...
On another sacred mountain, Ji Haoyue carried a silver sword, his entire being almost one with heaven and earth, exuding an extraordinary aura. With each step he took, a Daoist aura intertwined below.
Soon, he was also approached by someone. The other party was also from Central Province and was a prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty. Moreover, in order to provoke Ji Haoyue, the other party deliberately used Ji Ziyue's matter to provoke the Eastern Wasteland Divine Body.
"Clang!"
Ji Haoyue's eyes turned slightly cold as she summoned the divine sword behind her and slashed forward with unstoppable momentum.
He was happy to accept the challenge, but he shouldn't have used Ji Ziyue as a starting point.
In an instant, sword energy surged, and streaks of silver sword light transformed into Dao diagrams, trapping the prince of Central Province within the sword formation.
These prodigies from the Central Province generally have higher cultivation levels than the younger generation in the Eastern Wasteland. Due to the abundance of dragon energy in the Central Province, some of these young prodigies have even entered the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.
"Boom!"
The battle quickly came to an end. A terrifying sword aura shattered the Great Xuan Prince's divine weapon. Seeing the fear on his face, Ji Haoyue sealed his divine power with a palm strike and then tossed him far away.
This prince from Central Province only raised his cultivation level by relying on dragon energy; his combat strength is low. How ridiculous that he dares to try to make a name for himself by stepping on him!
Seeing that Ji Haoyue had defeated his opponent, the Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family stepped forward. He had now entered the Immortal Platform Second Heaven and held a high position. He was in charge of protecting the Ji Family's Divine Body.
"Excellent!" The Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family looked at Ji Haoyue, who remained calm in the face of honor and disgrace, and nodded approvingly. This was the hope for the future of the Ji Family.
"This kind of cultivator from Central Province, who gets an advantage by relying on the earth's dragon energy, is nothing special! He's just a prince of a dynasty, nothing to brag about!" Ji Haoyue put the divine sword back into its jade sheath and said calmly.
Suddenly, his gaze lowered as he thought of his sister in the Southern Region. When he learned that Ye Fan had been besieged and killed by the various sects of the Northern Region, he was also furious, believing that such actions would make the sects of the Northern Region a laughingstock to the world.
However, the holy lands and great sects of the Northern Region did not receive ridicule from the world. Instead, people from all over the world flocked to the Northern Region, wanting to seize the Black-Yellow Source Root.
Upon hearing the words "earthly dragon energy," the Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family sighed, "The dragon energy in the Eastern Wasteland is shallow; even a single region can only support one dynasty, unlike the Central Province, where the dragon energy is abundant, supporting four Immortal of the Foreign Realm dynasties and countless other dynasties."
Eastern Wasteland cultivators can generally only Dragon Transformation Marrow at the Peak of Four Extremes, using Dragon Qi to nourish their physical bodies, while Central Province cultivators can temper their physical bodies with Dragon Qi at the Second Heaven of the Four Extremes. This is not a difference between individuals, but a difference between the two regions.
Then, he chuckled and said, "Once you reach the Third Heaven of the Four Extremes, the family will prepare the Dragon Marrow! The Qilin of the Northern Plains Wang Family is already about to enter the Immortal Platform Second Heaven; truly, the younger generation is to be feared!"
Thinking of the task her younger sister had given her using the communication jade talisman, Ji Haoyue hesitated for a moment before finally asking, " Eighth Ancestor! How is the Holy... crippled Ye Fan now?"
The Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family stared at Ji Haoyue, making the Big Moon dare not look directly at him.
A moment later, the Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family said leisurely, " Ye Fan has been chased into Purple Mountain. He has murdered many elders of the Holy Lands, incurring the wrath of the masses. He has nowhere to go!"
Upon hearing that Ye Fan had been forced to enter Purple Mountain, Ji Haoyue's heart tightened. That was a forbidden land for all living beings; no one had ever come out alive.
He sighed in his mind, "Alas! How am I supposed to face Ziyue!"
"Let's go, there's an Ancient Hua prince at the Third Heaven of the Four Extremes ahead!" The Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family didn't care about Ji Haoyue's little schemes and led Ji Haoyue across the river.
The Northern Region has now become the focus of attention for the Five Regions. The Bodhisattvas of the Western Desert, the great demons of the Southern Ridge, and the princesses and princes of the Central Province have all come here.
Amidst the fierce competition, the Cauldron of All-Things Mother Qi and the Nine Heavens White Jade Disc on Ye Fan's body are that deer!
Jade Lake Sacred Land.
Guishui Palace, the Jade Lake Saintess smelled a familiar fragrance and immediately rose to greet her.
"Palace Master!" She gave a slight bow, her lips parted slightly, her face as beautiful as a peach blossom, utterly holy.
The woman, wearing a jade crown and with a flower pattern adorning her brow, shook her head and handed over a brocade jade pouch.
"Fellow Daoist Cao has not yet fully recovered from his injuries and is staying at home. You should hand this over to him yourself."
Upon seeing the jade pouch return, a trace of worry arose in the heart of the Jade Lake Saintess.
"It's been almost ten months, has Heavenly Master Cao's injury still not healed?"
Zijun gazed intently at her, a wave of emotion washing over him, and he couldn't help but sigh.
However, as the Jade Lake Palace Master, she did not show any emotion on the surface, but only said a word softly.
"He injured his Immortal Platform, and that kind of injury is the hardest to heal!"
" Immortal Platform, could it be the same as that one from the Ji Family?" The Jade Lake Saintess closed her eyes, her heart filled with mixed feelings and deep guilt.
That time, in order to save her, Heavenly Master Cao, despite being at the first level of the First Heaven of the Immortal Platform, fought a bloody battle against the corpse puppets of three Holy Lord.
Even with the Devouring Heaven Demon Lid protecting them, their divine power was eventually exhausted, and they were severely injured by the Red-Haired Monster. If it weren't for the Emperor's Qi spontaneously reviving and scaring the monster away, all three of them would have died outside the Primordial Ancient Mine.
Hearing her niece's worried words, Zijun said calmly, " The Ji Family member was injured by the Bronze Immortal Palace, and his cultivation path was completely destroyed. Fellow Daoist Cao is not in such a serious condition!"
Having said that, the Guishui Palace Master felt a slight pang of pain in her heart as she recalled the communication jade talisman she had obtained from the Ji Family Stone Workshop, and severed the budding thread of affection that had just begun to grow within her.
Since we are not destined to be together, why bother with this?
Then she took out a large, light blue bell, but it was much damaged, only a quarter of the bell was left, and it was covered with cracks, emanating wisps of sacred aura.
Without a doubt, this is a damaged Saint Weapon!
Looking at the Jade Lake Saintess, Zijun smiled and said, "This is the Saint Weapon he asked me to give to you!"
Chapter 302 The Boundless Dao [Thanks to the third author of this book, Mo Bai]
Beneath a light mist, a broken divine bell floated and sank in the Void, shimmering with wisps of light. Ancient Daoist patterns were carved into the cracks in the bell's body, radiating a crystal-clear blue light, making it exceptionally beautiful.
The Jade Lake Saintess had black hair like clouds and wore a flowing azure fairy dress. She stood gracefully, possessing a unique charm. She felt the pressure of the broken Saint Weapon, and her eyes gleamed with a strange light. However, when she thought of the Ancient Mine, she thought of that blood-stained figure again.
"This... this Saint Weapon..."
Seeing the Jade Lake Saintess hesitate, the woman in purple shook her head slightly and whispered, "This is your opportunity, and there is also an ancient scripture within it."
After speaking, Zijun felt a pang of unease, recalling the Ji Family Stone Workshop. She longed to see this man but could not enter, and he had even given her Saint Weapon and scriptures. She naturally knew what Cao Yusheng was thinking.
That person was of the same generation as Nianzhi, so naturally he was fond of her.
However, even if the two were willing, it would not come to fruition. For hundreds of thousands of years, the Jade Lake Sacred Land had only seen the Palace Master marry out, never the Holy Maiden. Not to mention that Cao Yusheng had not yet reached the realm of Source Heavenly Master, even if he became Sixth Source Heavenly Master, he would still be insignificant in the eyes of the Extreme Dao Holy Land.
Nianzhi's future should be to take charge of Jade Lake and become the most noble woman in the Eastern Wasteland.
This kind of untimely love should never have happened, so in order to prevent Nianzhi from falling into it, Zijun did not give her the jade slip given to her by Su Yu.
If the incomplete Saint Weapon and the ancient artifact weren't so precious and of great help to Nianzhi, she wouldn't even want to give them to Nianzhi.
With a wave of her hand, the Jade Lake Saintess sent forth strands of divine light that enveloped the Saint Weapon. She then took the crystalline broken bell into her hand, caressing it repeatedly with obvious delight.
Even though she was a saintess of the Supreme Holy Land, she could not obtain Saint Weapon in the Four Extremes Secret Realm. Moreover, this holy bell was a gift from that person, which made her heart waver even more.