In the past, the Chaos Body reigned supreme over the world, becoming an emperor by himself, suppressing all the outstanding figures from all ages who gathered in Lifetime, and transforming into a myth.
There were many amazing figures back then, such as Taiyin Physique, Di Huang, Zhang Bairen, Huo Qizi, Taichu, Southern Demon, and Central Emperor, and as many as thirty or forty of them eventually reached Alternative Dao Attainment of enlightenment.
Although almost all of them perished in that battle, no one can deny that these people were all geniuses who would have been unparalleled in any other era and could have suppressed their contemporaries.
During the great calamity, a woman drew a picture, depicting everyone in it.
Above, a golden sky is covered with patterns of the Sun-Moon, and stars, and eighty-eight heavenly talents and goddesses stand there, which can be considered as a trace of the golden age.
Black mist surged from the ground, and scarlet chains crisscrossed the six directions and eight wastelands, surrounding the Chaos Body, representing the ominous fate of this group.
As eras changed and the world crumbled, almost all those who lived in the past perished, history was interrupted, and the truth of the past was long forgotten. The Golden Heaven Black Earth Painting was destroyed and buried in the dust, only to be rediscovered tens of thousands of years later and revered as a treasure by later generations, who used it to pave the way for cultivation.
For thousands of years, Ye Fan has been trying, leaving his mark on the entire broken universe, and his footprints can be found in any important place.
He established Heavenly Court for one person, without cultivating subordinates, because the environment was too cruel. Even if he baptized with holy blood, it would be difficult for the beings of this Lifetime to cross the Immortal Three- Severing the Dao of the Spirit-Severing Era, and it would be impossible for Saint to appear.
According to Ye Fan's calculations, Quasi-Emperor from his era might be able to survive the Severing the Dao in today's world, but the Tribulation of the Severing Spirit Saint is like Heavenly Abyss, suppressed by the Great Immortal Map, with no chance of survival.
Seasons changed and autumns passed, but Ye Fan continued his search. In the process, he grew older and his vitality diminished day by day.
During this time, he lingered at the Burial Ground many times, trying to comprehend the mysteries of the Immortal Corpse. He finally got his wish, obtaining some scriptures and secrets of the Immortal Domain, as well as a small amount of the corpse's memories.
One day, a long howl echoed from the depths of the Burial Ground, and the universe seemed to tremble. Stars fell, the Sun-Moon lost their color, and everywhere was filled with the powerful blood energy of the Sacred Body.
" The Three-Life Medicine can revive the deceased! The Road to Immortality will open in two hundred thousand years, Ziyue... Father, Mother." Ye Fan's white hair was draped over his shoulders, and his eyes shone with a terrifying light, as if countless ages had flowed by in an instant. At this moment, his voice trembled, and tears streamed down his face.
Become an immortal!
Become an immortal!!!
The passage opened by that person connects the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and the Immortal Domain. Although the space shattered afterward and the Immortal Domain closed automatically, it is hoped that the Immortal Domain's boundary membrane will be at its weakest point two hundred thousand years later, at which point it can be reopened.
"I really want to see you all again... even if it's just in my dreams," Ye Fan murmured, his face full of wrinkles, looking very old.
Not only has his physical body withered, but his mental state has also deteriorated. Everything that belonged to Ye Fan has vanished since the Desolate Antiquity Era; now he is nothing more than an empty shell, left only with his obsession...
Five thousand years later, the Sacred Body has truly aged, and there is no way to reverse it.
The small world containing the essence of Longevity has not reappeared, and the elixir of Immortal Medicine. This time, it is unavoidable; he must undergo a life-or-death tribulation and fight for that last glimmer of hope.
Unfortunately, the final leap failed. The Longevity essence he had once absorbed has now turned into chains of inertia, sealing his potential and changing what could have been a successful outcome.
Having failed at the last moment, Ye Fan's body was covered in cracks, and even his Immortal Platform was dimmed—the backlash from failing to start the Lifetime was fatal. It could be said that he was already on the verge of death. Only the arrival of Immortal King to transfer a breath of primordial energy could resolve this great calamity.
"Is this where we stop?!"
Ye Fan's soul began to blur. He had a premonition that he was about to undergo a transformation at the moment of life and death, but this process was interrupted and could not continue.
He felt a slight resentment in his heart, but he suppressed it instantly.
" Ziyue..."
He gazed one last time into the depths of the universe. His forehead bone shattered, and the Supreme body that could have crushed Cangming disintegrated, preventing it from turning into a calamity for the world.
The world went dark; he could neither see nor hear, and his senses vanished.
The fall of the Supreme Being has had a profound impact; the Great Dao of the shattered universe has manifested, and we must grieve for it.
However!
The next moment, black mist surged, and the shattered Sacred Body suddenly recovered. The poignant crimson blood rapidly reformed, ready to cross the threshold of death and return to the Human World.
Accompanied by a chilling roar, the dead returned; the entire process was eerily terrifying...
"The Three Qi Return!"
A roar shattered the heavens, and all the holy blood rushed out, gathering at a single point. The aura belonging to the Sacred Body swept across, covering most of the starry sky, and the Supreme blood roared through the Sun-Moon, and stars.
The weather was volatile; one moment it was a deathly celestial phenomenon, and the next it was blazing hot.
The earth's energy swirled wildly, and soaring black mist poured into the dark universe. The Kunling rift cracked, and a tall, shadowy figure emerged, traversing the deathly realm. It stood there like a dark, Demon Mountain, its oppressive presence suffocating people.
Ye Fan was covered in blood, his three thousand strands of hair turned into snow, as if he had been cast into a sculpture by cold iron.
He clutched his own remains in his hands, his face etched with cold indifference, and muttered to himself, "The moment has finally come! But I don't want to die yet. I still have enemies to kill, people to save; how can I die like this?"
His gaze was cold and icy, flashing with the coldest light. His aura was completely different from before, and his ruthless voice spread throughout the six directions and eight wastelands, shaking the outer realms and making everyone's soul tremble, chilling them from head to toe, with a deep chill in their bones.
"I'll borrow your lives to temper myself and slow the expansion of the cracks on my Immortal Platform!"
A great cataclysm has begun. Dark Ye Fan's blood energy soars into the sky, but this time it is no longer golden blood energy, but a black tide, like walls of demons, pressing down on the Primordial Desolation universe to the point of collapse.
This is practically a Dao Tribulation Demon Body, completely different from Sacred Body.
Thump!
The demonic body took a step forward, and unlike Ye Fan's restraint, its supreme aura swept across the heavens Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, causing all the Sun-Moon and stars to tremble.
The nearest Gou Chen Star Domain, collapsed and shattered into pieces at this moment!
For the first time, the lowly cultivators of the Spirit-Slaying Era experienced what it meant to be ' Supreme '!
What is Supreme? What is a fully-formed demonic body? This is the terrifying interpretation of their power. Now, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are meaningless to them. With a single kick, they can destroy this entire star field.
With a single kick, a tall, dark figure strode out, instantly freezing the entire Gou Chen Star Domain.
In the distance, countless stars exploded, like a dazzling rain of fireworks—beautiful, yet terrifying to the extreme.
But this splendor came at a great cost; the star field quickly dimmed, while the shattered Gou Chen Star remained silent.
Billions of living beings were frozen in place by the Supreme using the laws of time, like insects sealed in amber, without breath, their very souls stilled.
In a sense, this is a silent cruelty, annihilating without a trace.
"A life-or-death ordeal, so what if I lose once? I will fight again!" A cold, emotionless voice echoed.
In the blink of an eye, countless lives were lost, but he didn't care about any of them.
A heart's intent is like a knife!
Viewing all living beings as ants, in Ye Fan's eyes, all creatures in the Ye Fan Mortal Realm, whether mortals or cultivators, are less than insects. All their life force is absorbed, their essence evaporates, transforming into a white waterfall that flows into his mouth, then turns into Black Blood, alluring and mysterious.
Upon closer inspection, one can see that the ground above Gou Chen with corpses, yet not a single drop of blood has been shed. All of them were annihilated by their souls; a single Daoist chant nearly destroyed the world!
His indifference was chilling.
This is simply a Dark Supreme, his heart as cold as a blade, harder than iron and stone, capable of killing millions of lives without batting an eye.
Beneath the dark sky, this figure traveled an immense distance; his soul's veins permeated most of the Life Source Land. With A Will Eternal thought, he could annihilate all under heaven...
It was as if a long dream had come to pass, and when I woke up, everything was as before.
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Fan awoke. He was in good condition, having locked away some of his blood energy, thus extending his lifespan by at least a thousand years. However, the mournful cries of all spirits deep within the Immortal Platform were too piercing, causing his brow to twitch and a bad premonition to creep into his heart.
A terrible outcome was deduced.
It was corrupted, causing a calamity of corpses that devoured most of the Life in the universe.
Knowing everything, his first thought was to sever himself and seal his body.
But just before his primordial spirit was annihilated, he seemed to see a series of figures before him, especially the bright and cheerful girl who called his name.
Death is simple, but he really wanted to see those people from his past again...
For ten years, Ye Fan remained in a daze, sitting alone on the Cosmic Frontier, his heart withered, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.
Finally, one day, he moved, shaking off the dust from his body.
"I've actually become like this..." Ye Fan said with a self-deprecating laugh, never imagining that he would ever understand the Forbidden Zone Supreme.
Trapped on the summit, with loved ones gone, and only oneself remaining—what a tragic sight!
Two hundred thousand years remain before the Road to Immortality opens, an incredibly distant prospect, but he has already lost the life essence he needs most. He is too old to live to see that day.
In particular, failing to initiate the next Lifetime not only severs the path but also brings back consequences no less severe than self-inflicted wounds.
His Immortal Platform is damaged; only through Ultimate Sublimation can he unleash his peak combat power, and even then, it cannot be sustained for very long.
"Was this also part of your scheme?" Ye Fan 'Divine Space were empty. He flashed and arrived deep in the burial pit, standing in front of the Immortal Corpse.
Now, he is just like those old guys in the forbidden zone, with little lifespan left and his Immortal Platform decaying. If he wants to break through to the Immortal Road, he can only fight to the Ultimate Sublimation and gamble on a sliver of hope.
A hundred years passed in an instant. One day, Ye Fan refined the essence of heaven and earth and sought to seal himself away.
He made his choice!
Having committed a grave crime and survived, he could not simply die, for he still had things to do; the vows and promises of yesteryear still echoed in his ears, and he wanted to bring those people back.
Previously, Ye Fan was unable to seal himself, as his Dao Fruit had reached the extreme level, and the Divine Source Liquid could not seal him. But now it's different. Damaging his Immortal Platform is equivalent to cutting himself, allowing him to seal himself for future generations...
In the 260,000th year of the Jue Ling Calendar, the Burial Ground exploded, and a figure like a god or demon emerged from the shattered stars. His gaze, like lightning, pierced through the dark and cold universe. The imperial chains clanged loudly, like True Dragon breaking free, overlooking the heavens and the earth.
"My God, what kind of fluctuation is this?"
After more than 200,000 years of cultivation civilization development, there are now a small number of Saint- level beings in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths who can sense this terrifying aura.
Some of them were filled with fear, recalling the great calamities recorded in ancient books...
How people react in this world has nothing to do with the Supreme at the top of the galaxy.
Ye Fan's hair was gray, his Daoist robe was worn, and his bronze face was etched with the marks of time.
He stood amidst the cosmos, surrounded by cascading galaxies, truly a figure comparable to a vast universe in himself. His cold gaze sent shivers down one's spine. With a deep breath, a soft tremor ran through him, and the Solar Star on the other side of the starry sky extinguished. Streams of Innate Essence surged forth, flowing into his body and reviving his withered crimson blood...
Deep within the Chaos, in the place where the Immortal King Tribulation once occurred, cracks are opening, and in the distance, a world of Longevity is shining brightly, floating just ahead. Ye Fan approaches at lightning speed.
At this moment, hundreds of thousands of celestial figures appeared, as if they were First Immortal to Yuhua, sweeping across the sky and blocking their way!
It was a dazzling rain of light, which transformed into Eternal and destroyed everything. If Great Saint or Quasi-Emperor were here, even millions of them would be instantly turned into pus and blood. Anyone touched by the rain of light would be annihilated, body and soul. This was a law specifically created to block the Supreme Being.
"One cauldron can sweep away the world!"
The Daoist priest from the Burial Ground roared, his voice echoing through the sky. His whole body was glowing, the Chaos energy was shaken away, revealing his true form. He had a sense of vastness, as if he were an ancient Heavenly Venerable who had traveled from the Mythological Era, with a sense of destiny to bear the Heavenly Heart Lifetime.
With a hum, a beam of immortal light flew out from between his brows, surging with primordial energy, and the Mother Qi of All Things roared across the heavens and earth. In an instant, the universe and stars lost their color, creating a new world and causing even the Immortal Road to collapse.
With a soft "poof," the giant cauldron swept across, sending blood and flesh flying, shattering all the immortal figures in front of it into nameless corpses and blood mist in the cataclysm.
Ultimate Sublimation, Ye Fan marched forward on the Immortal Road, slaying gods and immortals alike...
He entered the Road to Immortality from the correct spatial node, crossed numerous immortal Immortal Pass, and fought against Chaos Immortal Spirit... He reached the end, arriving at the Immortal Gate of immortality covered in blood.
He was now exhausted, and the dark consciousness deep within his mind was resurfacing, vying for control of his body.
In an instant, Ye Fan saw himself, a version of himself that was exactly the same as him, but clearly far more terrifying.
That person was very young, showing no signs of aging, but his eyes held endless vicissitudes, as if they could see through the past, present, and future, with Black Blood flowing within them, a shocking sight.