The surroundings were deathly silent. White mist lingered in the air, seemingly out of place in this land of death. Ye Fan followed the black Styx and occasionally saw one or two corpses floating down.
Of course, not all of them were ancient saints. Even in the Legendary Era, there weren't that many powerful cultivators.
The aura of death assaulted his senses, making him feel as if he had entered the netherworld. Ye Fan walked for hundreds of miles and reached the end.
This was an ice mountain. The cold air assaulted him, melting continuously and converging into a Styx that flowed downstream.
Within the snow-white ice mountain, there were many frozen corpses. They wore ancient clothing and belonged to various races. They died in different ways, appearing sinister and sinister.
This was a pile of corpses that had been frozen by someone, forming such a terrifying demonic land.
To be more precise, this should be a battlefield from the Legendary Era. During the battle, it was suddenly frozen and turned into the endless ice mountains of today.
"Who did this? It seems like an Emperor Path expert used a forbidden secret technique to freeze three thousand worlds in an instant, killing many cultivators on the battlefield, including saints!" Ye Fan said softly.
He felt a chill in his heart. What kind of powerful character was this? A peerless existence from the Legendary Era who could cover the sky with one hand made people tremble.
Something wasn't right. The Styx was black and filled with the aura of death. Although this ice mountain had sealed numerous cultivators, it was pure white and translucent.
Ye Fan rose into the air and arrived above the ice mountain. Looking down, he finally saw the true cause.
The source of the Styx was surrounded by ice mountains. It was pitch black at the center, and it was actually a deep pond.
It was bottomless and as black as ink. Waves of black water vapor rose, and occasionally, corpses would surge up. There was a terrifying power pervading the pond. It was like the source of destruction and was filled with a powerful aura of death.
Ye Fan had the Myriad Qi Cauldron on his head. After retreating far enough, he used his fingers like a sword and slashed forward.
Chi!
A golden sword ray shattered the sky. Just the ripples alone caused some of the ice mountains around the pond to collapse. The sword ray slashed into the pond.
Rumble!
Rumbling sounds rang through the air. Violent fluctuations surged and streak after streak of symbols surged. The deep pool was like an underworld emperor's palace. Death energy overflowed into the heavens.
The waves of ink tumbled backwards, and in the instant that massive amounts of water splashed about, the deep pool was evaporated. It was also in this instant that Ye Fan saw a well. It was definitely dug out by someone, and it was located at the bottom of the deep pool.
There was a demonic well in the pool!
On the edge of the well were streaks of ancient dao traces, vaguely as if there was an old daoist chanting sutras there, but they disappeared in a flash, disappearing again. There were only ancient symbols left, sealing something.
Ye Fan sucked in a breath of cold air and looked around. Corpses were densely packed in the vast iceberg. He didn't know how many people had died in this battle, but they were probably all trying to get close to the well.
What exactly was sealed inside? In the Mythological Era, so many people fought for it. Just thinking about it made people tremble.
Endless years had passed. Had the things inside been obliterated? Nothing could stop time. He didn't know if the existence of the demonic well was still meaningful.
Ye Fan explored and encountered terrifying fluctuations. Wisps of black gas seeped out from the ancient well. The power of the seal was still there. Although it was extremely weak compared to the primordial era, it still couldn't be opened.
Ye Fan could only retreat. He then tried to break the solid ice and search. The corpses inside instantly turned to ash after coming into contact with the air. Only by falling into the Underworld River could they maintain their rotting bodies.
As for the weapons from the primordial era, they had long been broken. Not a single one could survive.
The entire iceberg, the demonic well, and the Underworld River were filled with the power of death. This was the place that Ye Fan needed to cultivate. He waited for Longma and the nine-tailed crocodragon for a day and a night. When they arrived, he began to cultivate in seclusion.
"As expected of the Graveyard of Gods and Ghosts. How terrifying." Longma's heart was pounding.
The nine-tailed crocodragon was also almost petrified. There was no lack of supreme experts in the iceberg, and some were definitely far stronger than them. However, all of them had fallen here.
Could it be that an ancient emperor had taken action? All the saints couldn't escape this calamity. They all turned into corpses in an instant.
The aura of death pervaded the air. All the icebergs were melting. Corpses were revealed, including the powerful saints. All of them rushed into the Underworld River.
Wisps of the power of death pervaded the air. They flew up from the ancient corpses of the Era of Legends and condensed towards Ye Fan.
Although too much had been eroded by the passage of time, there were so many corpses and so many supreme experts of the past. When their aura of death condensed together, it was still world-shaking.
Longma and the nine-tailed crocodragon grinned. They flew away in fear of being sucked in. With so much power of death, it was enough to corrode people into a pool of dirty blood. Even saints had to retreat!
Ye Fan sat cross-legged in front of the Underworld Pool without moving. His entire body was enveloped by the aura of death. Wisp after wisp entered his Sea of Reincarnation. It was as if heaven and earth were being split apart as sounds of wind and thunder rang out.
It could be said that he was drifting on the edge of death. The slightest mistake could consign him to eternal damnation.
The Wheel of Life and the Sea of Bitterness represented life and death. Once the balance was broken, even the great ancient emperors wouldn't be able to save him.
Ye Fan's primordial spirit was immersed in the Sea of Reincarnation. He was comprehending the mysteries of life and death. He danced with death as he paced back and forth in front of the gates of hell.
The Sea of Reincarnation absorbed the power of death. Black mist continuously surged in, causing the golden Sea of Bitterness to turn black. It was as if a vast ocean was roaring angrily.
At the same time, a precious medicine floated up and down. It was the seed of the Peach of Immortality divine medicine. It turned from a dull and lusterless state to a flickering radiance as it appeared in the Sea of Reincarnation.
Ye Fan absorbed the power of death into the Sea of Bitterness and gathered the life force of the immortal medicine seed into the Wheel of Life. The two became increasingly vast as they surged and collided violently.
The power of life and the power of death intertwined and formed a taiji diagram. It constantly evolved and became more and more condensed. It was as if a supreme treasure was being nurtured and taking form.
"Is he crazy? Can he still survive after absorbing so much power of death? In the end, even if he doesn't die, he will be crippled!" the nine-tailed crocodragon exclaimed in shock.
"The so-called good fortune is sought in danger. If one doesn't pay the price and take risks, how can they quickly obtain what they need?" Longma said with a serious expression.
"Absorbing the power of life, I can understand that, but what is the use of absorbing the power of death? It harms the flesh." The nine-tailed crocodragon swallowed with difficulty.
It wasn't only him, even Longma found it hard to understand. There was a type of worry in his heart, feeling that Ye Fan's' demonic art 'was too domineering when cultivated.
No more, no less. For nine whole days, Ye Fan absorbed the seed's life force and large amounts of death energy into the Sea of Reincarnation. He didn't move at all, his stomach rumbling.
Ancient characters appeared one after another around his body, releasing divine splendor. Sutras sounded, shaking heaven and earth.
In his stomach, a taiji diagram was taking form. However, it also showed signs of collapsing. The power of life and death were clashing. The yin fish and yang fish might scatter at any time, merging together.
Once that time came, it would be useless even if the ancient emperor came. Ye Fan's body and spirit would inevitably be destroyed, turning himself into ashes.
During this process, the taiji diagram definitely couldn't be destroyed. Once it did, it would engulf his body and mind. He would become the source of destruction, completely exploding.
The yin fish and yang fish intertwined, extremely unstable. They were trembling slightly, actually really about to explode!
Meanwhile, at this time, tremendous life essence energy and death energy intertwined, terrifying to the heavens. An expanse of symbols and ancient characters appeared in Ye Fan's abdomen. The scriptures he established circulated on their own, appearing in this world.
"Not good, he is going to explode. His body and spirit will be destroyed!" The nine-tailed crocodragon said, continuously backing up.
Longma's expression also changed miserably, sensing Ye Fan's danger. No one could help him right now, going up might only worsen his destruction.
Right now, a wave of immortal splendor pervaded Ye Fan's face. A wave of black mist appeared, life and death alternating.
Honglong!
Within the Sea of Reincarnation, the yin and yang power lost their balance, on the verge of breaking apart, producing a type of terrifying crisis. Light erupted endlessly, seeping out from his body, rushing into the heavens.
Ye Fan sighed softly inside. He was impatient for success, too ahead of his time. When others cultivated into the saint realm, which one of them didn't waste time and grind away? There weren't many who dared to be so tyrannical, directly seeking success.
A single mistake in the saint realm would cause one to step into the abyss, eternally unable to live. Not even the greatest heroes dared to be impatient in this realm.
However, under this type of great background, regardless of whether it was the starry ancient path or the path of immortalization, there were tremendous dangers. He couldn't jump out of either one, so he could only strengthen himself as quickly as possible.
"The extreme, the pinnacle of all things in the universe …" The past self, dao self, and true self chanted scriptures together. He was forced into desperate straits.
He didn't give up, because he left himself some leeway. Even when all things were destroyed, there would still be a strand of life force, let alone everything he was leading.
The Sea of Reincarnation was viewed by Ye Fan as the place where all things in the human body were born. At this time, heaven and earth were being split apart, primal chaos qi was hazy, life and death opposed each other, about to collide and collapse.
However, at the last moment, a primal chaos green lotus appeared in the Sea of Reincarnation, swimming like a true dragon, separating the power of life and the sea of death.
This was the green lotus in Ye Fan's Sea of Reincarnation, an extra stalk compared to others. At this time, it continuously swam, turning into a dragon-shaped curve.
Honglong!
In the world of creation, primal chaos qi pervaded the air, Ye Fan's Sea of Reincarnation stabilized. The primal chaos green lotus turned into a yin yang dividing line, separating the yin fish and the yang fish.
It became the most crucial line in the Taiji Immortal Diagram, separating life and death!
At this moment, Ye Fan opened his eyes. He knew that he had succeeded, he was about to break through!
At this time, his entire body was overflowing with brilliant colors, his skin glowing brilliantly, every inch of his flesh incomparably brilliant.
"Success!" Nine-Tailed Crocodragon cried out in surprise.
"Don't tell me you're going to transcend the tribulation?" Longma was also astonished.
Ordinary people had to lay down a stable foundation in the Saint Realm, few dared to advance rashly. However, Ye Fan relied on such a strong accumulation to break through between life and death, and actually succeeded.
"I want to disperse the power from just now, I need to change places to transcend the tribulation," Ye Fan said.
"Didn't you already refine the power of life and the power of death?" Longma and Nine-Tailed Crocodragon were astonished and puzzled.
"I need opposing powers to break through, but I don't need to fuse and incorporate them. The dao I cultivate only needs my own power, I only need to open the treasures in my body, open the divine gates in my body."
Now, what Ye Fan wanted to cultivate was only his own power.
Longma's eyes immediately burned with passion, and he said, "Then won't the power of life you emit help others achieve their goals?"
Ye Fan nodded, and said, "There will be endless power of life released."
"If the power of death contained is released, won't it become a great killing weapon!?" Nine-Tailed Crocodragon thought of the majestic aura of death.
Suddenly, waves of terrifying fluctuations came from afar, and a group of powerful creatures quickly came over.
"Who is it that got here first and stole master's ancient artifact?" A loud roar was heard, and someone from the Sacred Spirit Lineage from the outer realms had arrived.
"Not good, a great battle has broken out, the human race's Tenth City and this ancient planet have probably become a terrifying battlefield, let's charge out!"
The worst situation might have already happened, the supreme Sacred Spirit had led a great army from the depths of the universe!
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