Ye Fan was shaken to the extreme. His body turned into a streak of light as he chased after her, but in the end, he didn't see anything. Vicious turned into nothingness, and that pitiful and lonely little girl disappeared.
He didn't see that face clearly, so he couldn't be sure. Only that pair of clear eyes was unforgettable, engraving itself into his heart.
"Why did she disappear so quickly?" Ye Fan muttered, great waves surging in his heart.
He thought of many things. That pair of pure eyes made his heart tremble. It was a bit familiar, a bit pitiful, stirring up great waves in his heart.
Unfortunately, when Vicious turned into a three or four year old little girl, the devil mask slowly faded away. That tender little face flashed past, unable to be seen clearly. There was a layer of primal chaos shrouding it.
Ye Fan's emotions rose and fell, unable to calm down for a long time. He thought of many things. Could it be that Vicious never died? Just how shocking of a thing was this!
That shouldn't be the case. All signs pointed to the fact that no one in this world could live forever. Undying was too illusory, no one able to achieve it. It had stumped all of the most powerful great emperors since ancient times.
Even if one could live forever, they would still have to enter Immortal Domain. It was impossible in this world!
Ye Fan was silent, as if he was petrified. He stood there in a daze for a long time, staring at the heavens without saying anything.
He only believed in the present world. Regardless of whether it was the past or the next life, they were all illusory to him. He never believed in them, and they never existed in his heart.
Meanwhile, at this moment, he was a bit perplexed. Those large tear-filled eyes, that pitiful little girl, why did they make him feel suspicious?
Ye Fan was a bit at a loss. Was there really someone who could reincarnate in this world without dying? This conflicted with his understanding, making him feel conflicted.
Ye Fan didn't move for a long time. Specks of light flickered on his body, as if his body was breaking apart. He almost transformed into the dao!
In that instant, he woke up with a start. He discovered that he was on the edge of danger, almost becoming a dao law, merging with the heavenly punishment, becoming a part of the natural order of heaven and earth.
This was even more terrifying than experiencing ten bloody battles of life and death. He was just a step away from transforming into the dao, never to exist again!
"It has almost shaken my will, leaving me at a loss. This … might be the most terrifying part, as well as the true meaning of this heavenly tribulation, right? Don't worry about anything else. Believe in your own Dao and walk down this path. "
Ye Fan muttered to himself as he gradually became clear-headed. A sharp light shot out from his eyes as he temporarily cast aside everything that had just happened.
"The most stunning Great Emperor is indeed terrifying!" Ye Fan muttered to himself.
Vicious' voice was actually real, different from all the great emperors he had met before. It was as if he still retained his will of life, imprinting himself in the world instead of being controlled by the heavenly tribulation.
Ye Fan's body was broken. He activated the Secret Character of Swordsman. His golden blood flowed backward and his bones cracked. It took a long time for him to recover to his strongest state.
When he opened his eyes again, two streaks of golden light shot out, piercing through the heavenly tribulation, leaving the Great Sage outside of the sea of lightning stupefied. They sensed something, revealing looks of shock.
In the palace, Ye Fan's expression turned sluggish. The seventh hole had appeared in the Myriad Qi Cauldron. When was it made? He had not seen Vicious pierce through the cauldron.
This was a human-shaped mark with graceful curves. It was clearly a woman. It was engraved on the cauldron's wall and possessed a mysterious and supreme dao rhythm. It was vivid and lifelike.
Ye Fan quietly observed it for a long time. Then, he pushed open the palace door and walked forward with firm steps in search of the next heavenly palace. He wanted to charge to the end and see who exactly he would encounter.
The eighth heavenly palace was extremely grand. There was a special type of power flowing within, faintly discernible. This didn't seem like an ancient palace belonging to a single person, but rather one that contained all living things.
That's right, this feeling was extremely real. This palace wasn't cold and cheerless at all. It was as if there were divine intents praying and chanting scriptures here.
This was an extremely mysterious and majestic palace. It was even taller than a mountain as it towered here, suppressing the entire universe.
"Who is it here?" Ye Fan was puzzled. This palace was too extraordinary. It was vast and majestic, making people want to serve it.
"Honglong!"
Ye Fan pushed open the palace door. In that instant, he felt a type of supreme dignity. It was as if a celestial emperor was seated majestically above, overlooking him.
Moreover, at this moment, a type of clamoring noise rushed over, entering his ears!
He entered from the outside, feeling extremely uncomfortable. This was a type of great contrast. This place was like another world, endless and endless. There were creatures everywhere. Roars, sutras chanted, and prayers mixed together, deafening. They suddenly rushed over like this, leaving one shocked.
Everything was too sudden, incomprehensible.
In the grand heavenly palace, all of the creatures of the heavens and ten thousand regions were kneeling on the ground, as if they were worshipping. They were incomparably devout, ancient sacrificial voices sounding.
"This is … what is going on?" Ye Fan's gaze was sharp, sweeping over every single figure.
All creatures coexisted, all of them full of reverence. They were all offering sacrifices to the deity, the scene grand, leaving one with an inconceivable feeling.
It was as if there were three thousand ancient buddhas chanting, but also as if there were over ten thousand demonic sovereigns roaring. They merged together, shaking one's soul, making one feel an uncontrollable urge to kneel down, kowtow in worship.
This was an extremely grand scene. All life was bowing down, all races worshipping a deity. All types of divine voices sounded, rumbling and deafening.
It was as if they crossed the archaic era, transmitted over from the prehistoric era.
Ye Fan's expression was serious. A crack opened in his forehead, strand after strand of sparkling immortal splendor shot out. Under chi chi sounds, void figures were destroyed one after another, all of them turning into electrical radiance.
He resisted the boundless pressure, wiping out the void figures of all creatures worshipping here one after another, making the natural order here gradually calm down.
To be more precise, those weren't true sacrificial voices, but rather divine chains of order. Even though their performance was extremely realistic, it was different from the true voice released by Vicious.
However, this was still enough to leave others shocked. Just what kind of person was this, for all creatures to bow down and worship him with pious faith, kneeling on the ground in worship?
The immortal splendor that shot out from Ye Fan's forehead became even more resplendent. He walked up step by step, large amounts of creatures returning to nothingness, everything breaking apart because of the divine chains of order.
Later on, he became a bit alarmed, because there were some void figures that were extraordinary, extremely similar to true deities. What kind of scene was this? Even deities knelt on the ground, kowtowing in worship towards the most dignified figure at the center of the imperial palace!
It wasn't just a single one, there were ten of them in succession, all of them like true deities, piously kowtowing, worshipping the most dignified figure above.
Ye Fan brandished his golden fist, divine light erupting from his eyes, sweeping everything in its path. Those figures ultimately all disappeared.
None of these creatures possessed fighting strength, formed from lightning and dao laws. Otherwise, Ye Fan would have faced the most powerful experts of all races, to the extent where there were even deities. That type of scene was unimaginable!
At the center of this heavenly palace sat a dignified supreme being. It was as if he was seated high up in the nine heavens, overlooking all realms, the cosmos six directions eight wastelands, only he was supreme.
This was a type of great boldness, a type of tremendous pressure that naturally spread outwards, making the ten thousand regions of the heavens tremble. Everything originated from a single person on that throne.
His entire body released strand after strand of light. Just now, the scene of all life worshipping and ten thousand clans worshipping was precisely produced by these tens of thousands of strands of multicolored light.
One could imagine that this really happened before, and now, it was merely history replaying. He had unmatched might, making all experts of the ten thousand regions worship him.
Who was this? There was actually such a boundless aura, it truly could be said to devour ten thousand li, overlooking the boundless cosmos, only he was supreme throughout the endless ages.
Ye Fan felt a type of tremendous pressure, as if there were heavenly blades cutting apart his body. He faced this person, wishing to see everything about him clearly.
This person didn't move at all, like a boulder, quietly sitting there, looking at him coldly just like that. His figure was extremely indistinct, impossible to see clearly.
"Undying Heavenly Emperor!"
Ye Fan stared at him, spitting out these four words after a long time. All the signs pointed to the fact that it should be him!
Since ancient times, who had such great power and influence? There should be a supreme emperor who ruled the boundless cosmos, revered by all deities.
However, this person didn't seem like it, so it shouldn't be him.
Ye Fan felt a sense of familiarity from his body, as if they had met before. The heavenly prince he had killed in the past had a bit of this person's shadow.
The Undying Heavenly Emperor was an unsurpassable legend among the ten thousand ancient races. During that era, he was the only one respected in the heavens above and the earth below, and all races worshipped him.
In the hearts of all races, he was an existence that surpassed deities!
"I've finally met him …" Ye Fan said to himself.
After so many years on the path of cultivation and coming into contact with the ten thousand ancient races, calluses were about to form in his ears. The revering of the Undying Heavenly Emperor by the various races could be said to have reached an extreme, lasting for a long time and still being passed down to this day.
The heavenly prince's physique was once known to be number one under the heavens, surpassing everyone and incomparable. He had five-colored divine blood flowing in his body, allowing him to surpass an ordinary person for a hundred years.
His supreme bloodline and invincible physique had been personally experienced by Ye Fan and the heavenly prince. Even if they were suppressed, it would be extremely difficult to kill him. If not for the fact that his dao heart was not firm enough and lacked tempering, he would definitely be one of the most terrifying people in the present age.
And now, Ye Fan had met the heavenly prince's father, the true source of the unrivaled bloodline, the Undying Heavenly Emperor revered by all races!
Although his figure was blurry, it was faintly discernible. One could see that he was very similar to the heavenly prince, but he did not have that kind of childishness, nor did he have that kind of impatience. This person was like an abyss or a mountain, quietly sitting there, causing one's mind to collapse.
Rumble!
When Ye Fan faced him, the golden blood energy around his body surged, jumping like flames. His expression was firm and his eyes were resplendent. Facing this supreme expert whose name had been passed down through the ages, there was not a trace of fear.
Rumble!
The Undying Heavenly Emperor stood up, causing the heaven and earth to tremble. Five-colored multicolored light swirled in his eyes. They were extremely realistic, as if they had flesh and blood! He stared at the damaged cauldron above Ye Fan's head, silently looking at it. Then, he closed in step by step.
This was a type of tremendous calamity. He was merely walking over, yet the heavens and ten thousand realms seemed to be shaking, and the great dao of heaven and earth rumbled.
He was devouring the sun, moon, and stars. There was a type of incomparably enormous atmosphere. This was truly not like a human, but like an existence that surpassed deities!
Ye Fan took action, smashing a fist forward. The golden fist shattered the endless void. No matter who it was, even if the Undying Heavenly Emperor descended and blocked his path, he would still be knocked down from his divine altar!
Once one stepped on this path, there was no turning back. There were endless cliffs on both sides, and one could only advance, fighting bloody battles along the way. Corpses would fill up the abyss of the emperor's path and slaughter their way to the peak.
With a rumble, the ancient skies shook violently. The two fists collided!
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