The nine great emperors had disappeared, but the boundless heavenly tribulation and lightning were still there. They rumbled above and shook the boundless starry sky.
Ye Fan stood under the sky and calmed his mind. He then ascended into the sky once more. He knew that the heavenly punishment hadn't ended and that there were still dangers waiting for him to overcome.
"Kill …"
A desolate aura assaulted him. It was as if he had arrived at the end of the primordial universe and witnessed a divine battle from the primeval times. Golden spears, armored horses, and shouts of war shook the heavens!
Ye Fan was in the middle of a vast battlefield. It was as if he had arrived before the primeval times. A magnificent army galloped forward, vast and majestic. Countless heavenly soldiers and generals appeared, and there were also numerous ancient watchtowers and enormous palaces towering amidst the chaotic lightning.
The primeval Celestial Court!
These words immediately appeared in his mind. His mind trembled violently as if he had truly returned to that era. Countless humanoid lightning bolts rushed over. Were they the heavenly soldiers and generals of the primeval times?
Was this the legendary era? In the distance, there were primal chaos deities that could shatter the sun, moon, and stars with their roars. There were true golden crows that moved unhindered above the nine heavens, fighting continuously in the heavens!
The magnificent scrolls and immortal poems were the true portrayal of the battlefield before him. It was incomparable. Ancient people roared and supreme beings roared furiously. The great battle caused the starry river to collapse.
There were numerous grand palaces and towering and majestic heavenly watchtowers. They were majestic and majestic as they sat in the sky.
Immortal mist was hazy and chaotic energy curled about. The ancient buildings were vast and boundless.
Countless people were fighting in front of these heavenly palaces. Everything was formed from lightning and was filled with the aura of the legendary era.
"Kill …"
Shouts of war shook the heavens. There were heavenly soldiers and generals everywhere. This was an incomparable great battle. Ye Fan dragged his exhausted and injured body as he was swept inside to carry out the final campaign.
A Vermillion Bird danced across the nine heavens, spreading its wings and collapsing the starry river. A soaring serpent pierced through the sky and swept past, causing stars to fall. This was a terrifying scene of destruction.
Ye Fan was within it, but he didn't retreat. He pressed forward courageously and slaughtered his way forward. His battle blood was boiling, and he was invincible.
He had participated in the great battle in front of the Ancient Heaven, bathing in the blood of countless people, stepping over countless corpses to find his own path of dao attainment.
The human-shaped lightning, the palace-shaped lightning, all of these were vivid and lifelike, as if they were real. In fact, the sight of an Ancient Sage's head shattering with a single punch was just as vivid.
Ye Fan pondered. Were these all existences that had once appeared in the world? Were they recorded by the world in the form of Dao marks? Were they trying to reveal something to the future generations?
He fought his way through, searching for his own path. His heart was filled with the belief that he was unrivalled. He soared into the heavens and dove into the earth, moving unhindered for hundreds of thousands of li. He was the sole ruler, slaughtering his way through the boundless wilderness, unable to find any enemies.
This was an intense and tragic battle. He charged through thousands upon thousands of soldiers and horses. Ye Fan had just become a Saint, but he had already experienced such a great tribulation. This was a great benefit to him in terms of stabilizing his realm. After ascending, he had undergone a precious consolidation.
He didn't know how many days and nights had passed. Ye Fan slaughtered until he was completely exhausted. Corpses were everywhere beneath his feet. He charged into the deepest part of the Ancient Heaven alone.
Endless fallen leaves fluttered about, one after another. They were all dyed with blood, carrying a chill and even more a type of desolation.
This was the bleak scene outside the Central Heavenly Palace. There wasn't a single soldier standing guard, only deathly stillness and tranquility. There was even more the eternal sorrow of a glorious desolation.
Tribulation ashes covered the ground, accumulating into a thick layer. Even though they were all formed from lightning, they seemed so real. It was as if no one had stepped inside for millions of years.
Ye Fan's steps were firm as he walked step by step towards the desolate Central Heavenly Palace. He ascended the stairs and entered the spacious palace hall.
He was on guard as he looked towards the supreme throne at the center. His heart was immediately shaken. It wasn't empty. There was a hazy figure there!
He was sitting alone, as if he had endured the loneliness of the ages. He was indistinct and indistinct. The galaxy of the universe revolved around him. There was a type of aura that could swallow the vast universe, a supreme spirit that had existed since ancient times.
Venerable Emperor!
Ye Fan stopped. He dragged his injured body and stood in the Central Heavenly Palace, confronting that dim figure.
In the Central Heavenly Palace, in this hall, was there going to be an incomparable battle that shocked past and present? Ye Fan made his preparations.
If this was a Venerable Emperor, then he would definitely be extremely powerful. His strength was unimaginable. Otherwise, how could he control the Ancient Heaven? Ye Fan was going to face another great test of life and death!
Ye Fan's expression was calm, his heart calm. He had an unrivaled belief in himself. He had an aura that could swallow everything. No matter who he faced, he could face them calmly.
So what if it really was a Venerable Emperor? He could fight against him!
Ye Fan was fearless. He was independent. This was a type of unshakable invincible will. He dragged his injured body forward, thinking that he would fight with a Venerable Sovereign. However, the hazy light dissipated, and no strong cultivators appeared.
The Venerable Emperor from the ancient times dispersed with the wind. He was completely blurry and dim.
"Has he never appeared here before?" Ye Fan said to himself, carrying a bit of frustration, disappointment, and even more regret.
"What did I see foretell? Did a strand of the Venerable Emperor's incomplete will guard the last Celestial Court alone? In the end, he was annihilated in the eternal sorrow. I saw it, but I don't know anything …"
Boom!
Suddenly, an ancient cauldron flew out. It had three legs and two handles. It was the carrier of the Way, suppressing the past, present, and future!
As soon as it appeared, it rushed toward the Myriad Qi Cauldron above Ye Fan's head. It collided violently. At the same time, it sprinkled down rays of celestial light, attacking him.
"It's it … the green cauldron. This is it … in the state when it had just become a divine tool!" Ye Fan looked at it in shock.
The two cauldrons collided. The Star Field collapsed. Some planets were directly shattered. Wherever it swept through, everything was destroyed.
In this world of interweaving lightning, even the green cauldron was imitated and appeared. It was truly world-shocking. The two cauldrons continuously collided, fighting an intense battle.
After a day and night passed, Ye Fan dragged his exhausted body. An ancient cauldron rose and fell above his head as he charged through the Ancient Heaven.
At this moment, all types of irregular scenes appeared, cutting through this part of the universe. Unfortunately, apart from Longma, there was no one else who witnessed it. These were some of the most terrifying astronomical phenomena since ancient times.
What Nine Star Pearl, Ten Suns Rising, and others? These were all simple irregular scenes. Primal Chaos Deities roared, Star Fields destroyed, and other things were too many to count. The Chaos Peng shook, sweeping through the three thousand realms, its ferocity overflowing into the heavens.
"It's over …"
Ye Fan climbed to the peak, sitting in front of the sea of primal chaos. He threw the cauldron inside, quietly watching it rise and fall.
Immediately, all types of thunder sounded. Primal chaos energy shot in all directions. Keng qiang sounds rang out, sweeping towards this cauldron. At the same time, it poured into Ye Fan's body.
In the end, the cauldron was refined with chaotic flames, making the patterns on its surface become even more complex and everchanging. They were vivid and lifelike, as if they were going to break through the walls.
The deity that was born in the cauldron was chanting the ancient scriptures from the nine dragons pulling the coffin, making this cauldron become more and more solid, simple, and majestic. It was as if it was facing a clear sea of stars in the cosmos.
In the end, everything scattered. Only Ye Fan stood alone under the starry sky. A cauldron rose and fell above his head, releasing hundreds of millions of strands of starlight and source energy, making him look indistinct and unreal.
Ye Fan's tribulation this time took a long time. Forty percent of immortals became saints, ten years of expeditions, ten years of bloody battles, and ten years of suppression. Today, he broke through to the third level of saints in one go, breaking through three levels in succession.
If someone was here, they would definitely be petrified. Saints consumed a great deal of energy with every step they took. It was difficult for them to advance even an inch no matter how many years passed. Yet now, there was someone who broke through three levels as soon as he became a saint.
The lightning vanished. Many of the planets in this star region exploded. Only now did everything calm down. Starlight cascaded down, illuminating the entire area.
Ye Fan let out a long roar. A sky-covering silver waterfall cascaded down. Boundless starlight cascaded down, condensing towards him, baptizing his body and replenishing his energy consumption.
After becoming a saint, one could travel alone in the cosmos and absorb the energy of the void. Ye Fan's entire body was glowing with radiance. He had the power of the astral river, the moonlight, and other divine energies of the universe.
After an entire day and night, he finally stopped. His body flowed with a sparkling luster and his black hair fell like a waterfall. Many divine gates in his body were opened and filled with saint energy.
In the center of his brows, a tiny golden figure stepped out. The three-legged, two-eared cauldron instantly shrank and was carried by the tiny golden figure. After that, it flew into his immortal platform and vanished in front of his frontal bone.
Everything was perfect. Ye Fan's every movement contained boundless energy. At this moment, he could pluck the stars and capture the moon. This wasn't an illusion, he truly had such power!
He had successfully entered the ranks of saints. From now on, he had a qualitative leap.
In the distance, Longma's heavenly tribulation had already vanished. However, its transformation hadn't ended and was still ongoing. This caused Ye Fan to feel rather astonished.
There was a huge sacred cocoon formed from all sorts of divine chains of order. Other than that, there were also strands of dao transformation energy entangling there.
Longma was wrapped up in the cocoon like a few moons. It revolved around the great star that was constantly intertwining with dao transformation energy, emitting boundless saint energy.
A horse actually learned how to spin a cocoon like a silkworm. This caused people to feel that it was unimaginable.
Ye Fan had already become a saint. His eyes were as deep as the ocean. Within them, there were the orbits of stars revolving around him and the scenes of star regions being destroyed. They were profound and unfathomable as he stared at the cocoon.
He knew that Longma had obtained a great fortune that was rarely seen since ancient times. That great star that had transformed into dao had intertwined with countless divine chains of order and laws. They wrapped around Longma and allowed it to be reborn. After becoming a saint, its power would be unfathomable.
"Hong!"
After a few more days, the large cocoon exploded. Longma's entire body was covered in flames. Sacred flames surged and danced about. The horse galloped through the starry sky, emitting terrifying sounds akin to landslides and tsunamis.
"I've broken through! Aowu … woof, roar!" It was unknown whether it was a horse, a dragon, or a wolf. All sorts of howls and howls rang out continuously to express the excitement in its heart.
"I've broken through two levels in succession. This is rarely seen since ancient times. Who can contend against me?" Longma roared. After becoming a saint, its natural disposition was difficult to change, and its frivolous nature was completely revealed.
However, after seeing Ye Fan, it was immediately stunned. It couldn't help but cry out, "Is there any justice in this world? This one almost transformed into the dao and narrowly escaped death to obtain the dao fruit I have today. I'm actually one level lower than you?!"
"Let's go back." Ye Fan rose into the air and sat on its back. He held a black golden spear in his hand and shattered the cosmos with a single strike. He entered the Archaic Daoist Rite.
In front of the plaza of the human race's second sacred city, the twelve doors opened one after another. Ku Toutuo, Mu Guanghan, Tuoba Yu, Ouye Mo, Yu Xian, and the others came out one after another.
As for Di Tian's subordinates, the six ancient saints all stood coldly in the distance, watching the exit. They had already come out in advance and were quietly waiting here.
The leader of the Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland, Gu Ling, urged the silver sacred wolf to step through the sky and gallop out. Following him was a large group of cultivators who returned to the ancient city one after another.
Among them, a young man with a sinister gaze followed a few old men behind him. They all gazed into the distance as if they were waiting for something. The young man in the middle was precisely Yan Chifeng. He had used the Death Substitution Technique to escape the calamity in the Archaic Daoist Rite.
The second leader of the Thirteen Steeds of Heaven Wasteland, Ye Wuhun, urged the sacred beast Azure Dragon to arrive in an instant. He spoke to Yan Chifeng in a low voice with similarly cold eyes.
An hour later, the twelve doors closed, and no one came in or out. Everyone was startled. Ye Fan actually didn't come out. His performance spoke for itself. Could it be that someone as powerful as him had fallen inside?
"The time has come. Close the dao rite!" Commander Yu Han ordered.
"There is still a seeded contestant named Ye Fan who hasn't come out. Logically, he shouldn't have fallen inside. Commander should use the dao mirror to shine immortal light to see if he has fallen or not before making a decision," an old man said. He was an expert under the guide.
"There's no need." Commander Yu's expression was cold.
"This … according to the rules, we need to use the dao realm to check before we can close the exit. Otherwise, if someone doesn't die and is locked in the dao rite, the consequences will be unthinkable. If the sacred beast king awakens, those who can't leave in time will most likely die."
"Close the dojo!" Commander Yu Han coldly gave the order.
The twelve doors closed with a rumble, sealing the world behind them in nothingness.
"Heh, dead. In the end, you're dead. If you can't survive, you're nothing!" Guan Cheng laughed coldly. His dao heart had stabilized. With a kind of indifference, he faced the twelve doors and coldly said, "The winner takes all. If you die here, when the dao rite opens again next year, you'll be nothing more than a pile of dung."
"What are you saying?!" Rui Wei glared at him.
"I'm only speaking the cruel truth." Guan Cheng coldly replied.
Hong!
Suddenly, a world-shattering sound rang out. One of the doors collapsed. A man and a mount jumped with divine flames, charging over like a war god, shaking the heavens.
"What? He came out! "
Everyone was shocked.
That man and mount were surrounded by divine light. They were as brilliant as the sun, blazing like immortal flames. Rumbling sounds rang out as they stepped through the doors, directly charging out. Their divine might was matchless.
Ye Fan held a black spear in one hand, galloping over. He was like an immortal king descending into the lower realm, shocking everyone.
This was especially the case for Guan Cheng, who was right in front of him. When he saw this scene, he was even more alarmed. Just now, he was still mocking, but now, he saw the main character slaughter his way out. His heart was filled with unwillingness, subconsciously raising the bronze dagger-axe forward.
This was a type of hostility, a type of unwillingness. It was completely an instinctive action. Such a peerless great emperor hadn't died and had come out in such a domineering manner. This left him hateful and helpless.
When Ye Fan saw this scene, his spear pierced over. Longma's hooves thundered, shaking everyone's minds.
Clang!
The bronze dagger-axe shattered. Ye Fan rushed over, divine light shooting out in tens of thousands of streaks. Guan Cheng cried out loudly, unable to block at all. He was pierced through by the spear, dripping with blood. He was lifted up by Ye Fan single-handedly, suspending him in midair.
Everyone's hearts were filled with shock. It was just too fast. From the moment Guan Cheng revealed his hostility and subconsciously attacked, to when Ye Fan's spear pierced out, everything happened in the time it took for sparks to fly off a flint.
A peerless spear!
Ye Fan flicked his hand, throwing the spear out. It drew out a terrifying trajectory, flying along with Guan Cheng. With a zheng sound, it landed in front of the great commander Yu Han.
Blood splattered in all directions. The black spear trembled, nailing Guan Cheng to the ground. Blood splashed out, landing on the great commander's feet.
The scene was deathly silent!
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