In an instant, the Taiyin Holy Power and boundless Yin and Taiyang Holy Power burst forth from his fingertips. The two completely opposite laws merged and shattered, transforming into a black Taiyang that hovered behind him, radiating countless rays of divine light.
The next moment, the black Taiyang dissipated, and the serene young man pursed his lips, his mind involuntarily turning to the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm.
This fluctuation...
"It's that sir," Xiao Song said quietly, bowing his head.
He closed his palms, and when he opened them again, a delicate, gleaming piece of Divine Mark Purple Gold, swirling with Chaos energy, lay quietly in his hand.
For some reason, he and the purple-gold figure before him clicked instantly, as if they had been destined for each other in a past life...
What that lord sought was the essence of Immortal Gold. And those things, in his eyes, did not seem to be difficult at all.
Unfortunately, it involves enlightenment, which is profound and mysterious, and difficult to explain in words.
"I hope you succeed."
Xiao Song closed his eyes, suppressed the ripples, and once again entered the deepest Dao Realm.
Behind him, a faintly visible Enlightenment Ancient Tea tree, shimmering with the light of the Three Thousand Great Daos, shone brightly alongside the young man.
No one could have imagined that the Undying Enlightenment Tree, which even the Ancient Emperor dreamed of, had quietly taken root in this unknown garden.
No one in the Heavenly Pivot Palace possesses such a status, not even Ye Fan.
Just as Xiao Song had thought, at this moment, within the Mountain and Sea Realm, the transformation of the Saint Spirit's avatar was approaching a critical point.
Inside the stone figure with its nine orifices and eight holes, boundless Divine Radiance, numbering in the hundreds of billions, was now raging, threatening to destroy everything in its path.
But they faced a vast and unyielding will, which was incredibly powerful, suppressing everything and dominating this small world.
Driven by this divine thought, countless Divine Radiance began to circulate, and flesh, Mother Gold, and Immortal Gold were all composed of them, which explained the law that "law and Tao outline everything".
Now, the Saint Spirit's incarnations are beginning to attempt to combine, creating more refined, complex, and tightly packed arrangements.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Nine consecutive muffled thuds signified the shattering of the foundation of the Way. The process was swift, and the accompanying pain was indescribable, but the Saint Spirit's avatar severed it directly.
The evolution of a small area, when projected onto the outside world, results in a complete upheaval.
Before the incredulous eyes of countless people, the nine black suns exploded, their divine energy surging violently, like a vast ocean rising and falling!
"How is that possible!"
"The Nine Suns of the Netherworld have fallen; could it be that the great one made a mistake in his enlightenment?"
This result exceeded everyone's expectations, leaving them incredulous, then terrified, their pupils constricting rapidly, their hearts pounding with fear.
Even the Great Saint, who came from ancient times, could not remain calm, staring in astonishment at the scene of destruction.
Is one of Kun Court's pillars about to collapse today?
"Quickly go and request the assistance of the palace masters."
Some people shouted, but their voices were quickly drowned out by the crowd because a truly important person had appeared.
An immense pressure descended, sweeping in, and a newly ascended Quasi-Emperor was born, surrounded by purple chains. He saw through the projection and discovered a part of the truth within it.
"Gentlemen, this is the method of cultivation that the Lord of the Deep destroys and then establishes. There is no need to be alarmed."
The words of a Quasi-Emperor calmed the people of the Luo Heaven Realm considerably. Others noticed that although the Black Sun's destructive appearance was terrifying, it only had pressure and no real energy tide was spreading out.
This confirms the statement made by that Quasi-Emperor.
"An unfamiliar aura... who has broken through the Quasi-Emperor barrier?"
A powerful clan leader stared enviously at the purple figure, trying to guess its true identity.
However, when the important figure dispelled the protective purple aura and revealed his true appearance, to many people's surprise, the newcomer was an old man with long purple hair and a somewhat hunched figure.
He was really old. Even Quasi-Emperor, his skin was loose and his face was full of wrinkles. Apart from his shiny purple hair, he was quite old and frail.
"This... this must be at least seven or eight thousand years old in terms of bone age..."
Many Saint were stunned, feeling the decaying aura emanating from the newly Quasi-Emperor and finding it somewhat dazzling.
This new Quasi-Emperor is a bit too old.
Some of the older generation of cultivators were almost petrified.
Especially the elders of the Ancient Clans.
"You are the ancestral chieftain of the Myriad Dragon Nest..."
An elderly member of the Divine Silkworm Clan, over six thousand years old, spoke tremblingly, recognizing the new Quasi-Emperor, the father of the Great Saint Qianlun, a Purple Dragon with a bone age of eight thousand years.
Unexpectedly, the other party, at such an advanced age, broke through the Quasi-Emperor Heavenly Barrier, transcending the mortal realm and rising to a lofty position.
"It's him. I can't believe he's still alive."
"That Old Undying actually became Quasi-Emperor! Someone who should have died long ago has actually come back to life..."
"Hmph, Myriad Dragon Nest beat them to it..."
For a moment, the old patriarchs of the Ancient Emperor Clans such as the Golden Cave, Blood Phoenix Mountain, and Fire Qilin Cave were cursing in their hearts and were very unhappy, but they all had smiles on their faces, flattering the old dragon and being very respectful.
This is the first new Quasi-Emperor to appear in the Ancient Clans after the seal was broken.
Everyone needs to be treated with due respect.
"I am ashamed, ashamed, only now in my twilight years have I entered the path." The old man stroked his dragon beard, his face kind and gentle, appearing very approachable.
Only those who truly know him understand that he is a god of death from the Dragon's Lair, who traversed mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the ancient times. Even the great demon of the Human Clan, who roamed the Great Wilderness and cultivated Yin and Yang, fell into his hands. He is a truly terrifying existence.
A Saint King from the Ancient Clans stepped forward, bowed, and flattered, "A million years is but a fleeting moment; to reappear in the mortal world and be revered, you, sir, with unwavering perseverance and secluded cultivation, broke through to the Quasi -Quasi-Emperor with immense willpower, earning the respect of all!"
"Dragon Lord is being modest!"
The other Ancient Saint followed suit, circling the old dragon three or four times. Many young Ancient Clans hoped to gain the appreciation of their seniors and soar to great heights.
The old dragon smiled smugly and said leisurely, "My ability to step into the Quasi-Emperor is all thanks to Your Excellency's immortal arts, which turned decay into wonder and guided me onto the path of the Quasi-Emperor."
Upon hearing this, the Ancient Emperor Clans Great Saint on the field were instantly stunned, and then suddenly realized what was going on.
Only an unparalleled being could revive an eight-thousand-year-old ancient dragon that was trapped in a dead end.
"That old thing is lucky..."
The old patriarch of the Golden Cave felt a pang of bitterness and resentment.
His family was unlucky.
In the great war in the Northern Region, the Ancestral Saint Golden, and the Golden Clan was also severely damaged.
Afterwards, with the help of the princess, the Ancient Emperor Clans managed to recover some of its strength, but it still fell to the bottom of the royal family, not as good as Blood Phoenix Mountain, Fire Qilin Cave, and Divine Silkworm Ridge.
The celestial maiden subsequently offered him her full support, providing him with many wondrous items to help him break through the Great Saint.
In the years that followed, in addition to him, another new Great Saint emerged in the clan. The two of them joined forces and were able to support the clan.
But seeing a Quasi-Emperor emerge from the Myriad Dragon Nest, even though he could understand, the Golden Clan still couldn't hide his disappointment.
It wasn't just jealousy, but also resentment.
On what grounds? The ancestral saint of the Imperial Cave died in battle.
Qianlun, however, survived.
His father had such an extraordinary experience, which is truly heartbreaking!
Why doesn't that old scoundrel just die...?
"Your Fortune are truly remarkable, reaching the level of Quasi-Emperor. With the Emperor's assistance, this grand occasion has come to be. Congratulations!"
The Golden Great Saint laughed heartily, a smile on his face, and walked closer, recounting the ancient friendship between the two races.
The other patriarchs of the Ancient Emperor Clans also gathered around, and regardless of what they thought in their hearts, they all appeared to be very happy.
Of course, some people gazed into the distance with a sinister look in their eyes.
That's the Heavenly Pivot Palace!
After their exchange, the old dragon looked up at the projection of Cangming and exclaimed, " With A Will Eternal extinguished, nine yangs are born; this is the Dao of Life and Death. The Lord of the Deep is a man of immense talent, with unparalleled understanding of the Dao, almost unheard of in the Primordial Era. I never imagined that such an amazing being could be born in the Dharma Ending Age. He truly possesses the bearing of Great Ancient Emperor."
Chapter 710 Illusion within an Illusion, Purple Coffin and Withered Bones
While the Ancient Clans were conversing, the two from the Heavenly Mandate Palace were also talking.
"It's him. I never thought he was still alive, and even Quasi-Emperor..." Ye Fan stared at the purple-haired old man in the spatial realm, very surprised.
Quasi-Emperor over eight thousand years old is a rare sight in history.
He knew that one, the father of the Great Saint Qianlun, one of the Ancient Saint whose fate was unknown in the Dragon Cave.
Looking back through the long River of Time, many practitioners, after reaching the end of their path, choose the final path—seclusion and death.
A single step can determine life or death, or defy fate!
This was almost a dead end, because very few people could break through the barrier and emerge; most silently passed away in their caves, their paths extinguished, unknown to future generations.
The former lay dead, while the successors pursued the Way with unwavering resolve.
Generation after generation of cultivators sought Longevity, broke through the boundary membrane, and aspired to enter the Immortal Domain.
From mortal ants to Ancient Supreme, all are of the same kind on this path.
Their name is—The Pursuers of the Way!
"In this vast mortal world, how many outstanding individuals are there!"
Ye Fan sighed softly, suddenly realizing the passage of time. His resolve to pursue the Great Dao grew even stronger.
This Lifetime is different. He didn't have much interaction with the Great Ancient Human Demon. Although his disciples later suppressed the descendants of the Dragon Clan, it was far from a life-or-death feud.
Therefore, when the Quasi-Emperor came out of the Dragon Cave, he could only express emotion, not much hostility.
The master of the Mandate Palace sipped his tea, sensing the other person's aura, but showed no emotional fluctuation.
The opponent has a solid foundation, possesses fragments of imperial blood, and has refined a small portion of the Immortal Medicine, making him quite formidable among newly Quasi-Emperor.