With the arrival of the great era, heroes stood side by side. Ye Fan witnessed the rise of another generation. It was just that beneath the waves was not only the lofty sentiments of heroes, but also tears, blood, and bones.
In the end, how many people would be left? No one could say for sure. This was a magnificent and glorious path, but it was also a lonely and desolate path.
The glory of a golden age where heroes fought for supremacy, the loneliness of standing alone at the peak with countless corpses at his feet.
Kings rose together, heavenly geniuses rose into the world. This was definitely going to produce the most dazzling collision, one that would illuminate the ages and forever be engraved in the history of cultivators.
That day wasn't far away, already shaking the hearts of cultivators, extending to every ancient path. They could clearly hear that bleak and imposing bugle horn sound, summoning the most powerful experts of all clans!
The starry sky had no beginning, no end, no time, no great eras. Since ancient times, how many people could describe it clearly? In the blink of an eye, twenty years had passed since Ye Fan and the others set off.
Along the way, they advanced step by step towards the final hurdle of the human race.
There were a hundred and eight trials in total, but the path ahead had been destroyed. One had to build one's own path, perhaps even establish a five-colored altar to search for the next life star domain.
Obviously, this was also a test for the trial takers.
The Star Path had existed for countless years, and many sections had long since collapsed. Nominally, there were one hundred and eight passes, but in fact, apart from the dozens of passes at the beginning and the sixty-fourth, seventy-second, and eighty-first passes, most of the latter passes were desolate and broken.
Ye Fan and the others sought the Dao from their own hearts, cultivating diligently as they advanced. They did not leap forward, but instead followed the prescribed order. This was because if they did not know the next stage, they would not be able to determine the final destination.
The ancient path was in ruins. Later on, there was no sign of human habitation, no signs of life. They entered the boundless and desolate Death Star Domain, unable to sense anything.
This was a path of self-examination, for those who came later to continue the broken path, to repair the original human altar, to make the ancient path unobstructed. There was great trouble in this place.
There were some places of still that were boundless seas of white bones, five-colored altars built on them. As for the cities, they had long been ruined, turned into rubble, suspended in the ice-cold cosmos.
And this was just a corner, a corner of the desolation they had seen on the road.
With the passage of time, too much had been erased. Those glories, those old memories, all scattered with the wind. Now, only the dust of history remained.
Perhaps in the next reincarnation cycle, when the ancient road opened again, it would no longer exist.
The Path of Reflection, the Path of Seeking Immortality. Ye Fan and company did not advance very quickly along the way. They searched for ancient sites, repaired broken paths, and comprehended their own Dharma and Dao.
This was a process of bitter cultivation, and also an experience of seeking the heart and seeking the Dao. It was a true reflection of one's heart, asking oneself how to continue walking down this path, casting aside all distracting thoughts.
This journey lasted for twenty years. For everyone, this was a tempering of the heart, a different type of cultivation. They didn't fight against others, they only fought against their own hearts.
They had experienced too much, especially Ye Fan. He had studied methods, comprehended the dao, and fought bloody battles. Now, he was slowly cultivating bitterly. This was a type of accumulation, as well as a type of sublimation.
After fighting all his enemies and observing all the techniques in the world, he needed some time to calm down. It was like experiencing the prosperity of the golden age, feeling bitter and tired, hoping to step into the countryside and look back to wake me up.
On the road, twenty years passed!
The group of people quietly walked, silently awake. The flourishing was shed, and they returned to a simple and unadorned life.
Twenty years passed, and they approached the final trial of the human race's ancient path. Creatures gradually appeared, and during this period, several bloody battles also took place. Those they faced were all tyrannical creatures from the cosmos.
A group of fierce tigers that had been silent for twenty years were finally released. They were like a flood that overflowed into the heavens, shaking the starry skies as soon as they took action, announcing to the world that they had returned.
News spread, causing a huge commotion in the human race's final trial. When it reached here, everyone paid close attention, and discussions broke out.
The human race's Holy Physique had finally arrived, something that everyone had been waiting for for many years. He wasn't the first to arrive on this ancient path, but he was definitely the most eye-catching.
In the starry skies, there was a flight of stairs that was paved with bluestone. It led straight ahead, and under the resplendent starry river, it seemed extremely unconventional and mysterious.
This was the cosmos, yet there was such a simple and unadorned bluestone path. It was indescribably strange, but no one dared to look down on it. Walking on it made one feel like they were on a pilgrimage.
Unknowingly, waves of divine singing rang out on the bluestone path. It was deafening, like the chanting of scriptures, like ancient gods preaching the dao, filling one with wisdom and awakening them.
Right in front of them, the starlight was like water, brilliant and bright. Moreover, it was accompanied by mysterious and hazy clouds, as if they had arrived at an immortal city.
"We've arrived. Is this the human race's final city? What will happen after we enter?" Pang Bo's body was sturdy, and he was a zhang tall. He was like half a bronze pagoda, and his entire body flowed with precious splendor. His eyes were bright and full of expression.
"This is the final trial. Will we encounter any unforeseen events?" Ji Ziyue's large eyes were full of spirit as she looked ahead.
During the battle on the other shore, they had concealed themselves very well. When they activated the green copper cauldron, they didn't reveal their identities. When the Heaven Deceiving Formation was broken, they were cut off from the outside world by the Holy Prince's battle rod.
So many years had passed, but no one had mentioned it. That battle seemed to have nothing to do with them, but nothing was absolute in this world. Moreover, Di Tian, the Nine-Eyed Jade Toad, and the Great Demonic God had seen some clues. They needed to be on guard, but they weren't afraid.
Now, Ye Fan had reached this realm and controlled the broken green copper cauldron. Why would he be afraid of people coming to kill him? At worst, he would just fight. Even if someone stronger came, he wouldn't necessarily suffer a great loss.
At worst, he could just leave.
Immortal qi rose, and the entire ancient city was grand and magnificent, far surpassing any city they had seen before. This was the final trial.
It seemed to be cast from black metal, and it flickered with a cold luster. There was also a layer of dark red halo faintly appearing, like specks of bloody light. According to legend, this was the sacred blood that flowed from the fallen experts of ancient battles, and there was even the blood of the Quasi-emperor.
Of course, it had long dried up, all of its essence scattered. Otherwise, this city would definitely be full of killing intent and impossible to approach.
The giant city gate was several hundred zhang tall, and even an ancient giant could pass through. It was grand and majestic, releasing a wave of intimidating pressure.
This was a pair of gates forged from star river divine sand mixed with all types of divine metal. Its color was different from the city itself, flowing with a dreamy radiance that left one shaken. It was because this was a supreme divine material used by sages to refine weapons. Now, it was actually used to forge these gates, so one could see just how precious this final city was.
The bluestone path extended all the way from the starry sky to this place, leading straight to the city gates. Ye Fan's group didn't encounter any obstructions, and no one inspected them. Who dared act atrociously here?
The human race was at the final trial. Unless they encountered a dark apocalyptic battle, they wouldn't be threatened no matter what. It was because it was rumored that this giant city itself was a supreme treasure!
Forget about ordinary cultivators, even if the Great Sage entered, once the city gates were closed and the sky was sealed, it would be difficult for him to escape. It would be like being trapped in a cage.
Inside the city, streams of people came and went, rubbing shoulders. The instant Ye Fan and the others entered, the entire street quieted down. It was unknown just how many gazes were directed in their direction.
After several breaths of time, there was a huge commotion.
"Is this the group of people? Which one of them has a saint physique?"
Their entrance into the city attracted the attention of many people. Countless gazes were focused on them, and people were discussing spiritedly.
This was a reputation earned through fighting. Ye Fan hadn't even reached the final trial, but he had already started fighting against the geniuses of the other ancient roads. He had killed the most powerful experts from dozens of ancient roads, slaughtering them until no one dared to claim supremacy anymore. This caused a huge commotion.
There were old men, middle-aged warriors, and young women. They stood on the road, looking over and discussing softly. This group of people was definitely the most eye-catching focal point of the human race's ancient road.
"It seems like they will represent the human race to participate in the war and compete for the number one divine position in the starry sky."
"Human King, Fairy Qingshi, Overlord, Di Tian, and the Great Devil God, where are they now? Will they appear again?"
"I wonder if the human race will continue to be glorious in this era."
Longma was valiant and spirited, looking disdainfully in all directions. His four hooves stomped on the limestone floor, creating a string of sparks. He was a divine steed.
In the end, Gu Jinpeng didn't give him any face. He transformed into a foot long and directly landed on his back. His golden eyes shot out strands of lightning.
Longma was enraged. The two of them didn't get along and almost started fighting, but Ye Fan stopped them.
Last time, it was very strange. Ye Fan comprehended the Heavenly Emperor's Fist and deeply influenced the Golden Roc King, causing him to sink into an indescribable dao state. Through that battle, he comprehended the Roc King's Fist and was now second only to Longma among the ten saints.
"Haha … Brother Ye has finally reached the final stage. I've long heard of your great name. It's my honor to meet you today." In front of them, three men laughed heartily and walked over.
Ji Ziyue's intelligent eyes darted around. She was surprised by these people. They were all very powerful and clearly not ordinary people.
"We are the three heroes of Kunlun." The newcomers introduced themselves. They were all dressed in moon-white clothes and had a dignified appearance, looking rather aloof.
Pang Bo was shocked. Kunlun had a special meaning to them. He whispered to Ye Fan, "What's their background? Have you heard of them?"
Ye Fan shook his head and walked forward, saying, "Greetings, brothers."
"We come from Kunlun and know that our foundations are shallow. We have no intention of becoming emperor. We came all the way here just to meet the strongest heroes in the world." The three were very friendly and expressed their goodwill to Ye Fan's group, wanting to invite them to a banquet.
One wouldn't slap a smiling person. Moreover, they looked very sincere. Ye Fan's group returned the courtesy and entered the city side by side with them.
In the universe, there were very few ancient stars with true life. Most of them were small worlds in the Heaven Domain. After knowing that they came from a place called Kunlun, Ye Fan's group was very attentive and paid attention to them.
"This must be Brother Ye, Brother Ji, and Brother Pang." Not long after, another person came forward. This was a Daoist with a medium build. He looked young and had ordinary looks. However, he was very calm.
At the side, someone exclaimed, "This is Daoist Heavenly Dipper. He was defeated by the Overlord and actually reached the final stage."
"This humble Daoist has no other intentions. I just want to travel with Brother Ye and witness a flourishing age. I want to remember the glorious divine battles in the future." Daoist Heavenly Dipper said.
Many people were shocked. Did this young Daoist believe that Ye Fan could achieve the dao? This kind of behavior naturally existed in ancient times. This was to record the life of a great emperor!
"I don't dare. Daoist, you're flattering me," Ye Fan said.
"I've already foreseen the arrival of divine battles and sensed the tragic ending of scenes," Daoist Heavenly Dipper said seriously.
The group moved forward and many people surrounded them. It was noisy and everyone was discussing.
As they passed through the city, many people came forward and were very enthusiastic. They invited Ye Fan for a chat and invited them to a banquet. In the end, the group grew many times larger.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's expression changed drastically. When they came to the depths of the city, he saw a lifelike portrait on a very high wall.
It was a little girl. She looked like she was carved from jade and had a pair of braids. She was beautiful and cute, but her big eyes were filled with tears. She looked a little pitiful.
"Little Darling!" Ye Fan cried out involuntarily. He had never lost his composure like this before. After so many years, he didn't expect to see a pitiful little girl on a holy wall in the last stage of the human race.
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