"Good Corpse Mourning Death, appear!"
As soon as the strange eyeball's voice faded away, the huge statue on the leftmost side had stone chips falling off continuously. Its appearance was no longer blurry and gradually became clearer.
If Miao Yan was here, she would certainly be shocked again because the appearance of this huge statue was exactly the same as the Ancestral Emperor of the Northern Heaven in the top-secret dossier of the Four Fish Sect!
It was the statue of a middle-aged man. There was a totem of a black moon on the right side of his face. It was the emblem of the Mourning Death Clan. Both of his hands were entwined with countless puppet strings. His eyes were filled with benevolence. Within that benevolence, there was a sense of sorrow that could not be dispelled. That sorrow was extremely contagious. Soon, it spread across the entire valley.
Ning Fan who was at the bottom of the lake was also affected by the sorrow, evoking the saddest memories in his heart.
He thought of his mother. Her pale face. She sacrificed all of her demon blood and turned into a stone statue just to save her child's life.
He thought of his father. Under the scheme of Immortal Emperor Fate, his father screamed in despair and lost the memory of his true love bit by bit.
He thought of the Old Devil. That year in Seven Apricot City, the Old Devil's cultivation base was destroyed by his unfilial disciple, Moksha Sovereign. It was the first time the Old Devil showed a sorrowful expression like an old man in his twilight years …
Suddenly, Ning Fan was shocked. Unknowingly, he had already shed tears.
He was assimilated by the sorrow of the ancient statue of the Mourning Death. This sorrow had a kind of ability that could make people feel the same way!
"Who is this statue? It actually has such a strong sorrow that I can't extricate myself from it!"
Ning Fan's spirit sense rushed out of the lake. When he saw the statue of the Mourning Death that was constantly emitting sorrow, his eyes were filled with emotion.
"Hehe. This is the statue of the Mourning Death Great Emperor. Kid, you should admire the elegance of the Northern Heaven Ancestral Emperor. In order to break the Blessing Technique, I can't do without his power. "
The strange eyeball chuckled and answered. However, it was muttering inwardly.
"Mourning Death, oh Mourning Death. We used to have a good relationship. You won't mind if I borrow your power today, right? Sigh. You're already dead. Why would you mind? Even your daughter is dead. Nowadays, there are only a few old acquaintances in this world. It's really lonely … "
He continued activating his ability while muttering some incantations. The Mournful-Death statue's pressure grew stronger and stronger, until the entire valley was enveloped by its pressure.
That pressure seemed to have turned into an invisible hand that suddenly reached out towards the direction of the lake. Ning Fan who was at the bottom of the lake immediately felt a sharp pain as if his body was being torn apart. It was as if at this moment, his Dao had been torn apart by an invisible hand!
Blood immediately seeped out from the right side of his body, dying his white clothes red and dissolving into the lake water.
Following that, even his flesh dissolved in the lake water bit by bit, leaving only the eerie white bones beneath his skin.
After losing his flesh and blood, the right half of Ning Fan's body suddenly became shriveled. His clothes stuck to his white bones, giving him a feeling of emptiness.
As half of his body dissolved, the power of blessing that imprisoned Ning Fan's primordial spirit was weakened by one-thousandth.
At this moment, an enormous amount of Undying Qi flowed into the right half of Ning Fan's body crazily.
The power of immortality seemed to be incompatible with the power of his Yin Yang Devil Vein. It was as if they were born to be two opposing powers that could not coexist.
Even so, the undying power was still nourishing his severely damaged physical body. As a result, a strange scene appeared at the bottom of the lake.
The right half of Ning Fan's body was only left with white bones and no flesh or blood could be seen. The left half of his body was still as good as before under the nourishment of the Undying Qi.
Gradually, the undying power wrapped around Ning Fan's skeleton, causing the scene of flesh and blood to reconstruct on the empty white bones.
In just a few breaths time, the right half of Ning Fan's body was reconstructed at the bottom of the lake. It was no different from his previous body!
"Not enough! Evil Corpse Yin Mo, appear! "
The strange eyeball's eyes fell on the second statue and snorted. "Yin Mo, you are my body and I am your eyes. You and I are originally one. It's not too much for me to use your power, right?"
The eyeball monster muttered something, and the second colossus gradually became clearer.
It was the statue of an old man with a bare upper body. His lower body was wrapped in an animal skin skirt and his hair was tied into countless braids.
His appearance was obviously the same as the old man in the ninth floor of the Heavenly Imperial Court!
This was the statue of Old Ancestor Yin Mo! Ning Fan's eyes moved slightly. First, it was the statue of Mourning Death. Now, it's the statue of Yin Mo. Is there any connection between the two …?
The ancient statue of Mourning Death was filled with sorrow that could not be dispelled.
The ancient statue of Yin Mo, on the other hand, was filled with killing intent that was close to madness.
A violent killing intent that was as strong as a storm suddenly gushed out from the statue of Yin Mo, pressing down on the entire valley.
This killing intent was not much weaker than the Mourning Death Great Emperor's sorrow. It also enveloped Ning Fan within it.
Ning Fan's eyes suddenly turned blood-red. Violent killing intent began to grow.
It was a kind of killing intent that would not recognize even his own kin. He would kill any living being that appeared in front of him. Kill! Kill!
"This killing intent is very similar to the feeling of being corroded by the tribulation sense. Now that my tribulation blood has reached Minor Accomplishment, this bit of killing intent won't be able to disturb my mind! "
The tribulation sense around Ning Fan's body flashed with red light, forcefully dispersing the killing intent.
He could allow himself to be moved by sorrow but he would not allow his mind to be corroded by the killing intent.
As the killing intent of the second ancient statue descended, the tearing force on Ning Fan's body was immediately strengthened by more than two times!
This time, even the left half of Ning Fan's body began to melt. With the support of the undying qi, the melted part of his body was quickly reconstructed.
"It's still not enough. Don't tell me I have to use the power of my corpse … Sigh. Use it, use it. Big Brother Undying, I want to borrow your power. Please forgive me if I have offended you … "The strange eyeball glanced at the third giant statue with a cautious expression, as if it was very afraid of the third statue.
"Undying Body, Appear!"
* Rumble *
As soon as the strange eyeball's voice fell, countless black tribulation clouds appeared above the valley. Those tribulation clouds were all formed by the undying qi!
Black lightning bolts fell from the sky. Amidst the rumbling thunder, the appearance of the third giant statue gradually became clearer.
It was a middle-aged man wearing a black Daoist robe. His long hair draped over his shoulders. His appearance was ordinary but his eyes were so bright that no one dared to look at him directly.
It was indescribable. It was as if his eyes contained the entire starry sky.
There was also a kind of unforgettable longing in his eyes. It was the longing for the starry sky of his homeland …
This longing was silent, but it enveloped Ning Fan in an instant, evoking his homesickness.
Ning Fan seemed to have resonated with the third ancient statue. It was as if he could feel the emotions of the ancient statue's owner from countless years ago.
I miss home … I really miss home … but my home is no longer there … Those were the emotions of the ancient statue's owner, not Ning Fan's.
Two streams of blood tears flowed down from the third ancient statue's eyes. His home was no longer there. It was no longer there …
"This is the statue of the Undying Great Emperor … Brat, take a good look. This person is the number one Great Emperor under Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou! Even a Desolate Saint would have to be polite to him! "The strange eyeball's expression was filled with reverence.
At the next moment, a terrifying aura that Ning Fan had never seen in his life suddenly pressed down from the Undying Ancient Statue!
That aura was a few times stronger than Great Emperor Ancient Chaos!
That was the aura of the number one Immortal Emperor under Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou!
At this moment, an ancient voice resounded between Heaven and Earth. It was the echo that was buried in the Heavenly Dao Reincarnation!
It was the unresigned roar of the Undying Great Emperor many years ago!
"I, Zi Dou Immortal Cultivator, was born by defying the tribulation. I have no regrets. My life and death are all for Zi Dou Immortal!"
"If the world exists, I will exist. If the world perishes, I will perish! I hereby swear that I will kill all the foreign cultivators in this lifetime and return to my homeland! "
"… I have killed the evil corpse, but it betrayed Zi Dou Immortal Domain and joined the Tribulation Lord, becoming the Ninth Barbarian God. This is the hatred of my life …"
"The Good Corpse … will bear the sorrow of my life. Stay in the Illusionary World … This is the last home of Zi Dou Immortal Cultivator … I will leave the Undying Void for you to protect yourself …"
"The Good Corpse … wait for me to kill all the foreign cultivators, then I will come here and bring you home …"
The voice resounded in the sky above the valley. It was the echo left by the Undying Great Emperor in the Heavenly Dao Reincarnation. It had been passed down from ancient times until now.
When the strange eyeball heard the voice again, its eyes suddenly became moist and tears flowed down.
But he quickly stopped crying and focused on controlling the formation.
He must help Ning Fan break the Blessing Technique! Then, he would kill Yin Mo!
Because this was the hatred of the Undying Great Emperor's life. He must help the Undying Great Emperor take revenge!
"The Art of Undying, the Dao of Controlling Fate … All Heavenly Fate, listen to my command! Undying Star, appear! "
The eyeball suddenly activated its divine ability. Drops of blood mist flew into the sky from the lake.
In an instant, the sky above the valley turned into night. In the endless night, there was a dazzling star that slowly descended. It was formed by the blood mist.
It was a purple star that contained extremely terrifying Undying Qi!
Its name was the Undying Star! There were nine stars in the right eye of the Undying Great Emperor. This Undying Star was one of the nine stars.
However, this purple star was covered with cracks for some unknown reason …
"The Undying Great Emperor once fought against the foreign cultivators and was besieged by twelve Saints. The fourth devil star in his right eye was shattered by someone. The shattered star turned into a drop of black blood … That drop of black blood contained half of the Undying Great Emperor's memory and longing. There was also a trace of inheritance in it … This inheritance can only be obtained by cultivators with the Undying Physique. No one else could obtain it … "
"It's a pity that apart from the Undying Great Emperor, there hasn't been a second cultivator with the Undying Physique since the ancient times. I'm afraid that no one will be able to obtain the inheritance of the Undying Physique …" The eyeball monster did not know that there was already a second Undying Physique in this world. Her name was Si Ming. She was killed by Ning Fan before she could grow.
"In order to help this brat break the Blessing Technique, I have even used up my inheritance blood. This old man has put in a lot of effort this time. I hope this kid won't let me down … he must kill Yinmo! "
The eyeball suddenly shouted. The purple star in the sky above the valley immediately turned into a ray of purple light and shot towards the lake.
At the bottom of the lake, Ning Fan's expression changed. He could only watch the ray of purple light shooting towards his body.
He wanted to dodge, but the eyeball monster's voice rang out at that moment, causing him to give up on the idea of dodging.
"This is the Undying Star, the fourth of the nine divine stars in the right eye of the Undying Great Emperor. It's the key to break the Blessing Technique. Accept it!
Next, your physical body will collapse and reform a thousand times. Without its power, you will surely die in the process! "The eyeball suddenly reminded.
As soon as the reminder sounded, Ning Fan's physical body began to collapse for the first time!
This time, it wasn't just his flesh and blood, even his bones began to collapse. It started from his right hand, followed by the right half of his body and then his whole body.
In just an instant, Ning Fan's robe was torn to shreds. His entire body turned into a mist of blood, leaving only his primordial spirit at the bottom of the lake.
Even though his physical body had collapsed, his primordial spirit still had an extremely strong blessing power, which prevented it from flying more than ten zhang away from where his physical body was collapsing!
At this moment, the purple starlight flew into Ning Fan's primordial spirit. The small face of Ning Fan's primordial spirit hesitated for a moment, but in the end, it didn't resist the power.
He chose to trust the eyeball for once. After all, he would die if he didn't trust the eyeball. He had no other choice.
As soon as the purple starlight entered, Ning Fan's primordial spirit was immediately enveloped in a faint purple light.
His physical body that had collapsed into a mist of blood was reconstructed in an instant. Then, his physical body collapsed once again.
Reconstruct, collapse, reconstruct, collapse … The cycle of collapse and reconstruct was a torment on the willpower level.
It was as if there was a tiny blade that was cutting off his flesh inch by inch.
It was as if there was an iron chisel that was piercing through his bones.
It was as if there was an iron clamp that was pulling out his fingernails and crushing his finger bones.
Then, there was a new numbing sensation, followed by another round of excruciating pain.
Under the reinforcement of the formation, the excruciating pain was magnified countless times. Ning Fan, however, remained indifferent.
His willpower had been tempered too many times. He had tasted such pain too many times and was already numb to it.
However, each time his physical body collapsed, his primordial spirit would suffer serious injuries. He couldn't ignore such injuries.
After the tenth collapse, the small face of Ning Fan's primordial spirit was as pale as a piece of paper.
After the twentieth collapse, his primordial spirit became a little illusory.
Thirty, forty … Finally, Ning Fan's primordial spirit was on the verge of dispersing and his consciousness was gradually lost. Once his primordial spirit disperses, he would die just like many people who died on the path of cultivation.
Was he willing to die?
Was he willing to die in a nameless way?!
Was he willing to die because of Old Ancestor Yin Mo's scheme?!
No, he wasn't willing!
"I can't disperse!" The expression of Ning Fan's primordial spirit suddenly became as stubborn as a devil. If he wasn't willing to disperse, then even the heavens wouldn't be able to make him disperse!
His lost consciousness was forcibly awakened by him!
His primordial spirit that was on the verge of dispersing was forcefully stabilized by his Dao Persistence!
His stubbornness seemed to have resonated with the purple starlight. The purple starlight began to emit traces of warmth, causing his primordial spirit to become more solid and his consciousness to become clearer.
His spirit was unprecedentedly focused. There seemed to be a voice suddenly resounding in Ning Fan's mind. He didn't know where the voice came from and it was hard to locate.
"Homesick … Very … Very homesick …"
"… This drop of blood contains half of my life's memories and the longing for my hometown …"
Who is it? Who is talking?
A strong force hit him. Ning Fan felt a sharp pain in his sea of consciousness and his consciousness fell into layers of hallucinations.
No, those weren't hallucinations. They were pieces of broken and messy memories.
In those memories, there was a young man of the barbarian race who was wrapped in animal skin, frantically running for his life on the grassland.
He was just an ordinary barbarian without any cultivation base. Behind him, there were a few Vein Opening cultivators riding on their flying swords, chasing after him and teasing him.
Escape, I must escape!
In the distant tribe, blood had already soared to the sky. His father and mother were dead. His homeland was invaded by Zi Wei Immortal Domain. His relatives were all killed by those high and mighty Zi Wei Immortal Domain …
His home was gone …
"Enough playing, don't chase anymore. Kill this brat, we can go back and report." A Vein Opening young man was tired of playing. He raised his flying sword and shot the barbarian youth who was desperately running in front of him.
The barbarian youth only felt a wave of pain. His vision became darker and darker as he fell to the ground.
Is he dead? Is this death?
If I die, will I be able to see my father and mother? If I die, will I be able to go home?
Before his death, the barbarian youth revealed a warm smile. Compared to living, death might be better.
The barbarian youth's corpse fell to the ground. The few Vein Opening cultivators landed on the ground, ready to cut off the barbarian youth's head and go back to report for merit.
At this moment, the sky of the grassland suddenly turned into a large patch of purple.
There was also a man shrouded in purple light walking towards the corpse of the young Berserker with a slight frown.
The man was wearing a purple robe and had a peerless elegance. There wasn't a trace of cultivation aura leaking out from his body, but it gave people a feeling of invincibility.
The few Vein Opening cultivators were stunned. How could they not know the man in front of them? He was an old monster who was famous in Zi Wei and Northern Dipper Immortal Domains!
"It's … it's him! The arrogant cultivator who calls himself Zi Dou! "
"A few months ago, this person killed three thousand Immortal Emperors of Zi Wei with his own strength. In that battle, a total of sixteen Saints died in his hands! The entire Zi Wei Immortal Domain is now searching for this person! "
"Rumor has it that after this person left, he met Immortal Emperors of Northern Dipper and escaped unscathed after the battle. This person hasn't reached the fourth step, but he already has the strength to fight against a fourth step cultivator. If he enters the fourth step, who among the Immortal Emperors of the Heavens can compete with him?! "
"Will … will we die? Rumor has it that this person kills people like flies and is extremely evil. How can we survive if we meet him … "
The few Vein Opening cultivators couldn't stop trembling and their faces were pale.
The purple-robed youth didn't even look at them. He just flicked his finger and these juniors immediately exploded into a mist of blood, screaming and dying.
So what if they bullied the weak? Each of these Vein Opening cultivators had killed many barbarians and had a lot of karma on their hands.
If they dared to kill, they must be prepared to be killed.
"Zi Wei Immortal Domain and Northern Dipper Immortal Domain have completely surrendered to the Great Firmament Mortal World. Immortal Emperors actually listened to the command of the Mortal World and besieged the Ancient Barbarian World … Has Zi Wei Immortal Domain and Northern Dipper Immortal Domain fallen to such an extent … "
"The Ancient Barbarian Domain, Zi Wei Immortal Domain and Northern Dipper Immortal Domain have joined forces with the experts of the Mortal World. I'm afraid that the Ancient Barbarian World will soon be breached …"
The purple-robed youth closed his eyes slightly. In this great era, it was difficult for him to protect himself and he was powerless to change the current situation.
Those who hadn't reached the fourth step were still ants. He was only one step away from the fourth step, but it was still very far away …
He hadn't seen his own path yet.
"What is my path …?"
The purple-robed youth looked at the Ancient Barbarian World that was blazing with flames and suddenly felt a little irritated.
He hated the Cultivation World that was filled with the flames of war. Every day, countless mortals and weaklings died in the turmoil.
Just like the barbarian youth in front of him who was used as a tool by the cultivators. After that, he was brutally killed …
"Hmm? He didn't die? "The purple-robed youth suddenly exclaimed.
It was the barbarian youth who was lying in a pool of blood. He was groaning in pain and crawling up from the ground.
This youth was indeed a mortal without any cultivation base.
This youth's heart had been minced by the flying sword, but he was still alive …
Could it be that this youth had some kind of special physique? There had never been such a physique in the Cultivation World.
"How could this be … Why didn't I die?!"
The barbarian youth suddenly burst into tears.
His father and mother were both dead. He was the only one who was still alive …
What was this?!
"Why do the weak have to be bullied and killed by the strong? Why? Who set this rule?!"
The barbarian youth didn't notice that there was a purple-robed youth standing beside him. He only cared about himself and wailed.
The purple-robed youth seemed to have been enlightened by the barbarian youth's words. The question that had puzzled him for many years had finally been solved.
"Rules … Yes, this is the only thing that's missing in the path to the fourth step. I haven't set my own rules yet! "
The purple-robed youth looked at the barbarian youth deeply and asked. "What's your name?"
The barbarian youth was shocked when he realized that there was someone else beside him. When he saw who it was, he was so frightened that he forgot to cry.
The purple-robed youth's wanted order had already been sent to every major Immortal Domain. Even among the mortals, there were many who recognized him and regarded him as a devil who would kill without batting an eye.
"I … I'm Yin Mo …" The barbarian youth answered weakly.
...
Ning Fan was slightly shocked and temporarily woke up from his memories.
He actually saw the memories of the Undying Emperor!
However, why was there Old Ancestor Yin Mo and Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou in the memories of the Undying Emperor?!
Undying, Yin Mo and Mourning Death. These three people seemed to have some kind of inexplicable connection …
What surprised Ning Fan the most was that he actually saw the scene of Immortal King Zi Dou reaching the fourth step of the Dao Seeking Realm!
In the memories, Zi Dou had obviously not stepped into the fourth step and become an Immortal Sovereign.
However, he was already very close to the fourth step and he was asking questions.
"What exactly is my path …?"
"Rules … Yes, this is the only thing that's missing in the path to the fourth step. I haven't set my own rules yet! "
Ning Fan, a mere Second Step True Immortal, actually heard Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou's comprehension of the fourth step with his own ears. Even though it was just two simple sentences, it was enough to astonish him.
Does this mean that I've seen the path to the fourth step ahead of others?
Many Sages spent their entire lives trying to find out how to break through to the fourth step. However, he just saw it in such a simple manner. In the memories of the Undying Emperor …
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