A chilling blade of light sliced through the universe, shattering the Void. The black-haired youth bled profusely, his true blood raining down like rain, his flesh cracking. He was plunged into the most terrifying predicament.
"Puff!"
Another terrifying blade flashed, blood gushed out, and Yaoguang's body was cleaved in two, flying away amidst a shower of blood.
In an instant, countless raindrops of light fell, and crimson divine chains burst forth with divine radiance, spotless and illuminating with an indestructible light. Flesh and blood Return to Source, and the two halves of his body quickly merged into one, and he was reborn in an instant.
" The Divine Phoenix Undying Body... That ant actually passed this secret technique on to you. Are you his disciple?"
Five-Colored Divine Light flashed, and a handsome figure emerged from the starlight. The Undying Divine Avatar looked down at the Yaoguang Holy Son, a hint of appreciation in its eyes.
Over the long years, he had seen too many extraordinary people, so his standards were extremely high. The Yaoguang could catch his eye was truly astonishing.
Yaoguang remained silent, but with a wave of his hands, he unleashed his divine power, casting his forbidden divine spell.
" The Flying Immortal Power, born from Yuhua!"
A beam of celestial light pierced through the sky, but the Undying Heavenly Emperor merely stretched out his jade hand and casually swung the Five-Colored Heavenly Blade. The next moment, the blade's energy soared into the sky, wisps of mist rose, and the sound of metal clashing with metal rang out. Everything turned into nothingness.
This is the strength of the number one prodigy at the end of the mythical era, and the number one emperor of the Primordial Era!
A shower of pure white light drifted out, like petals dancing in the air, shimmering with a dreamlike, translucent luster and exuding a faint fragrance. In an instant, each petal transformed into a Yaoguang Holy Son. Thousands of figures unleashed their attack, and the Yaoguang Holy Son's robes fluttered, making him appear like a true True Immortal!
This is another forbidden secret technique: with One Thought Blooms, and Reign Over All Under Heaven...
The handsome man's lips curled slightly. In his eyes, the later ones were too inexperienced, especially this one. Su Yu had used the same imperial techniques as the Yaoguang Holy Son, and the latter had even brought these divine techniques to a higher level.
Despite being severely injured, Yaoguang's eyes grew increasingly terrifying as he devoured those in need, risking his life without considering any backup plan.
A burst of celestial light erupted, the crimson glow was dazzling, and millions of true feathers fell, each phoenix feather transforming into an avatar. In an instant, all of Yaoguang Holy Son's clones were annihilated.
Then a Heavenly Blade ripped through the universe, wreathed in black light, instantly Yaoguang Holy Son...
Outside, the man in white let out a muffled groan. His arms fell limply to his sides, golden blood spilled from his mouth and nose, and his breath weakened instantly.
Wang Teng raised an eyebrow, not surprised by this outcome.
The Void rippled, and hundreds of drops of crystal-clear spring water flowed into the body of the Yaoguang Holy Son. He silently circulated his profound energy, and after a long while, he managed to stand up with difficulty.
Sensing the aura of the Northern Emperor, the Holy Yaoguang Holy Son remained calm, as if nothing could move him. He indifferently rose and walked towards the outside...
Looking at the other person's swaying figure, Wang Teng's expression was somewhat indifferent. Only after the Yaoguang Holy Son had completely disappeared did he withdraw his gaze, turn around and sit on the futon woven from Bodhi Wood.
Inhaling the pure fragrance of Bodhi seeds, Wang Teng calmed his mind and focused his spirit, adjusting himself to his peak state. Then, his Immortal Platform shone brightly, like divine glass, and a crystalline divine thought flew out and disappeared into the Dao Stele...
A Silver Moon rose from the Chaos Pure Land, and the divine pool gathered the essence of the moon and the brilliance of the stars. Life energy surged, and colorful mist swirled, creating a scene of celestial beauty.
In the spring, Ye Fan's eyes were slightly open as he gazed at the bright, cold moon, lost in thought. His expression was desolate, dim, and lonely.
He could clearly feel his Life essence slowly draining away. The Innate Dao Diagram did not destroy his Dao foundation, but it struck his Wheel of Life.
At this moment, he was like a broken porcelain doll, his blood and vital energy constantly leaking out of his body, while the Divine Spring here continuously replenished his essence. This was yet another cruel form of torture.
Watching yourself walk towards death is an extreme form of suffering.
Under the night sky, a soft purple light flickered. Su Yu stood by the pool and said, "Life lies in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land. Are you willing to go?"
Ye Fan's gaze shifted slightly, a different kind of light appearing in his eyes. He couldn't die. In this world, he had too many karmic ties. He hadn't gone home yet. There were still people on Earth waiting for him, and many people in Big Dipper were also waiting for him.
In that instant, many figures flashed through his mind, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration entered his heart...
At this moment, a strange change occurred here. Within Su Yu's Immortal Platform, the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar trembled slightly and flew out from between his eyebrows, unleashing countless rays of dark light that engulfed the area.
Chaos and mist, the Void peeled away, Ye Fan's spirit was trapped in an illusion, and what came into view was an ordinary earthen grave, which was very strange.
He opened his Source Heaven Divine Sense and looked into the tomb. He saw dozens of fragments pieced together to form a Ghost Face Mask, which stood beside a blood-stained garment, shocking him.
The cracked Ghost Face Mask, seemingly crying yet not crying, seemingly laughing yet not laughing, with sorrow in its laughter and a smile in its sorrow, is exactly the same as the marks on the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar!
"It's him, the Ruthless Great Emperor's elder brother..."
Ye Fan trembled all over, his spirit body shaking constantly. It was a very peculiar feeling. A pitch-black line of Dao principles pierced through his Wheel of Life and connected to the grave.
At the same time, a pure white line of life swayed slightly in his Bitter Sea, as if searching for his past lives.
"I'm just worried about my sister..."
From within that tomb, emanating from the shattered Ghost Face Mask, a faint voice rippled out, carrying regret, resentment, and pleading, as if it had traveled across millennia.
Although this mask is made of ordinary bronze and crudely crafted, it possesses an inexplicable charm, and its presence in the tomb stirs the heart.
"Not for immortality, but simply to wait for you to return in this mortal world."
A woman's voice seemed to come from the Nine Heavens above, causing Divine Capital to tremble. She was the only one worthy of respect in heaven and on earth, having chosen a path that was incomprehensible to mortals.
There was no tombstone in front of this earthen grave, and it looked very ordinary. Suddenly, Ye Fan recalled the four ancient coffins in the Chaos Dragon Nest, the bloody mutilated corpses, and the poor little girl in Territory of Yan.
In a daze, he saw a little girl, no more than two or three years old. Her figure was blurry, and she had two pigtails. He couldn't see her face clearly, but he could see a pair of big, pure eyes, brimming with tears, crying pitifully. Her little clothes were patched, and she wore tiny shoes that showed her toes. Helplessly, she stretched out her little hands, trying to grab something...
Beyond the light and shadow, Su Yu quietly observed this scene; this time, it was an illusion he had created.
After he entered the Third Heaven of the Immortal Platform, he gained a tighter grasp of the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar and saw some of the Empress's past, including the location of her brother's tomb.
In other words, he wanted to know how Ye Fan would choose. In the original timeline, he obtained the cause and effect of that person, but did not accept that identity.
Chapter 349 The Gaze from the Abyss
Perhaps that one, high above in the nine heavens, competing on the Immortal Road, doesn't care about this matter, but Su Yu does; he wants to see a different outcome.
Unlike most cultivators in this realm, Su Yu believed in Lunhui. What, then, was the reason for these so-called Similar Flowers?
"When the world is silent, and he recalls everything, what will be the difference between these two people at that time? Did the Great Emperor Wushi also experience this kind of confusion?"
Su Yu's expression was inscrutable. The Immortal King Wuzhong of the Immortal Ancient Era, the Great Emperor Wushi of the Desolate Ancient Era —after Wu Shi comprehended the Dao of Wuzhong, what choice would he make?
River of Time flows slowly, Ye Fan and that tomb stand facing each other from afar.
He seemed to have experienced everything that boy went through: the bitterness and beauty of his childhood, the high spirits after being guided by the Immortal Gate, and then the despair when he sacrificed himself to the Immortal Cauldron.
In an instant, he seemed to become that boy, watching helplessly as his life essence drained away and his Life withered.
The boy picked up a pebble with difficulty and carved a mark on the stone wall next to him.
"I'm dying, who... can take care of my sister?"
He was so weak that his handwriting was very messy and rough, with some parts blurred, conveying a sense of despair and unfinished business...
Everything felt like a dream; he had truly walked the path of sacrifice.
Finally, Ye Fan opened his eyes, feeling the scars on the Great Dao of his Wheel of Life. He looked dejected, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Is this why my senior has always taken care of me?
The Devouring Heaven Demon Jar floated and sank in the mist. Su Yu's gaze softened as he said softly, "Whether you accept it or not is up to A Will Eternal. I'm merely explaining the cause and effect."
"What if I accept it? What if I don't? Some things can't be changed. That one lived more than 200,000 years ago, such a long time ago, did she foresee my existence?" Ye Fan looked up at the stars and moon and said sadly.
"That one wanted to respect your choice and didn't want to interfere with you. The Source Root of Mother Qi of All Things in the Bronze Immortal Palace and the Immortal Treasure Map in the Chaos Dragon Nest were all arranged by her."
Su Yu was very restrained and did not reveal everything about the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land. Ye Fan had probably already guessed what he was talking about.
The situation with the forbidden zones is different. Ye Fan knows nothing about the forbidden zones, let alone the master of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land...
"What about the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land? Ancient Saint with Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon couldn't obtain the Sacred Fruit and Divine Spring, yet a mere cultivator at the Sea of Bitterness Realm obtained it." Ye Fan mocked himself, wanting to Dao Yi truth.
During this time, he learned many ancient secrets. Seventy thousand years ago, the invincible emperor of the Ancient Hua Dynasty stepped into the Saint Realm. When his lifespan was about to end, he went to the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land to seek the Sacred Fruit. However, in the end, he died and his Dao disappeared, and everything came to nothing.
For tens of thousands of years, no one has ever walked out of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land alive. It is an absolute forbidden zone for living beings. Cultivators from the Five Regions all know that there are sacred trees and immortal springs there, but no one has ever obtained them.
He used to think it was just luck, after all, he almost died there. However, the truth was shrouded in mystery and was not as simple as he thought.
Su Yu didn't say much, replying perfunctorily, " The Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land wasn't arranged by anyone. The reasons behind it are very complicated, and you'll find out in the future."
Strictly speaking, what he said wasn't wrong. Now is a crucial moment for the Empress's Red Dust Immortal Path. She has entrusted everything to the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body. Without the permission of that Great Accomplishment Sacred Body, Ye Fan would not be able to bring out the Sacred Fruit and the Divine Spring.
Spoilers aside, Ye Fan still needs some trials, otherwise he'll run into the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land every time something happens, and maybe in a few years, the position of Lord of Desolation will have to be changed.
The next moment, Su Yu waved his sleeve, the clouds and mist dissipated, the Void was covered with Dao patterns, and countless runes disappeared into the Divine Spring. He stretched out his hand, as if trying to scoop the moon's reflection from the water, and in an instant, he pulled out Ye Fan's reflection.
In the blink of an eye, the two appeared outside the forbidden area.
The Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land remained as it always had, like a bottomless abyss that instilled fear in people. Ye Fan was no exception; after just a brief glance, he seemed to recall the power of the forbidden land's Desolate Slave, and his heart trembled.
Seeing Ye Fan trembling, Su Yu raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Is there anything else you want to say? No... is there any unfulfilled wish?"
"My wish... Senior."
A glimmer of hope appeared in Ye Fan's eyes. He whispered, "I still want to know... the cause and effect between me and the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land."
Although he felt saddened by his Ruthless One brother's fate, he still wanted to live for himself. If he could obtain unlimited access to Sacred Fruit and Divine Spring, his Sacred Body would be just around the corner.
When all the karmic consequences befall me, what does it matter?
"Ah..."
A gust of wind swept past, Ye Fan cried out in surprise as he vanished from his spot. He never expected Su Yu to do such a thing to a dying man like him.
Su Yu relaxed slightly, a smile appearing on his face. He muttered, "No wonder everyone calls you Ye Hei (Black-hearted Ye). You never miss an opportunity to fleece anyone. You truly live up to your reputation as the academic Emperor Ye the Paralyzed. You're quite cunning."
A hearty laugh echoed into the restricted area. Suddenly, Su Yu shuddered, as if he had been locked onto by a Primordial Desolation beast, feeling immense pressure.
Above the Desolate Antiquity Abyss, the Tianxuan Saintess appeared like Immortal Spirit being descending to earth, her white robes fluttering. With every gesture, the laws of nature seemed to flow like the sea. She stood alone in the Void, her gaze fixed blankly on Su Yu.
In an instant, a rain of light fell, and Su Yu's figure automatically disintegrated, turning into countless streams of light that vanished from the spot.
In the Chaos Pure Land, Su Yu lay in Yang Yi, watching the five goddesses dance together before him. He stretched his body, feeling extremely comfortable.
After receiving the memories of his clone, he fell into deep thought and sensed something strange.
He thought to himself, "At this time, that one should be in the deepest slumber. How could he be paying attention to outside affairs? It seems that Big Dipper cannot remain here."
Sensing the crisis, Su Yu quickly sorted out his thoughts and prepared to make a strategic shift to preach on Ziwei Star.
Their graceful dance, clad in light robes, was breathtaking; their skirts swayed gently, releasing a subtle fragrance. As the dance ended, the five goddesses transformed into five elements of divine light and flew into the Dao Palace Secret Realm.
Silver light danced, and radiant glow entered her dream. Yang Yi stretched out a jade-like arm, and her jade fingers drew a crack in the Void. The two transformed into a stream of light and instantly returned to Yan City.
The moment Yang Yi stepped into the Phoenix Blood Divine Hall, her figure vanished into nothingness, and pure white light descended, concealing her presence as she silently followed behind Su Yu.
Inside the palace, a clear breeze and a bright moon hung in the sky, while clouds and celestial mists moved about. Above the Five-Colored Divine Lake, two men in plain clothes sat facing each other.
The Yaoguang Holy Son was pale and bloodless, as if he had been ill for a long time and had lost his previous handsome and dashing demeanor.
Xiang Yufei shook his head and sighed, "The injury to your divine sense is difficult to heal. I advised you not to be in such a hurry, but you insisted on entering the Dao Stele..."
The Yaoguang Holy Son mustered his blood energy to restore his condition, then said softly, "To be able to fight the Undying Heavenly Emperor, this price is nothing."