Ye Fan was still alive, but he was exhausted and didn't want to move. Not only his body, but even his mind was exhausted.
This battle was too tragic for him, especially when he saw the mutilated bodies and blood of Ji Zi and Jiang Taixu. It made him sad. He drifted for many years but couldn't move.
The battle that day created ruins of blood and bones. The Great Emperors passed away, heroes fell, and blood rained down.
Ye Fan fought in the battlefield of the universe and played a great role in that battle. He helped the two Great Emperors and launched two critical attacks. It was also because of this that the Master of Samsara and the Light and Darkness Supremes fell.
Relatively speaking, he was like an ant. He fought with his life at the critical moment and paid a great price. The Cauldron of Ascension shattered and he himself was covered in blood in the outer realm.
Not only that, but the Dao Evolution Celestial Robe also exploded into pieces. They were stained with his blood and were extremely dazzling at that moment.
The reason he could survive was because the god in the Dao Evolution Celestial Robe protected a sliver of his spiritual consciousness from being extinguished. It used dozens of pieces to block the world-shaking destructive bloody light.
The two Great Perfection Saint Physiques turned into a bloody paste with bone fragments flying in all directions. Of course, his body couldn't be preserved and was mixed with the bloody paste. But the two bodies were like the divine robe, blocking too much of the killing calamity and destructive power for him.
They came from the same source and shared the same body. The bloody paste of the Great Perfection Saint Physique protected a drop of true blood from being extinguished. It was absorbed into the bloody paste and didn't lose its life to the supreme murderous intent.
Little Nan Nan rushed over and cried among the bloody paste and the golden fragments of the Dao Catastrophe. Her tears fell like rain and she was extremely sad. Those tears were like the elixir of immortality, protecting his last unerasable mark.
But at that time, he didn't have the ability to open his mouth. His entire body sank into the boundless darkness. Perhaps that was death. He stepped into that realm.
He didn't know what happened after the Great Emperor battle. The fragments of the Great Perfection Celestial Robe, accompanied by blood and broken bones, flew into the distance. They floated in the cold darkness and were separated from the outside world.
It was unknown just how many years he spent in loneliness. A strand of imperishable divine consciousness was mixed with a drop of true blood, protected and preserved, passing his days in the darkness.
Perhaps it was decades, perhaps it was centuries. In the darkness, he tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't. He was drowsy.
Later on, he heard a passage of scripture that reverberated within a strand of undying divine sense. It was deafening, and it gradually brought him back to life. It was the ancient scripture recorded in the bronze coffin pulled by the nine dragons that made him indestructible.
Later on, he gained true consciousness. At that time, the Secret Character of "Swordsman" was operating. It was reborn with a drop of blood, nourishing and rebuilding his body.
Meanwhile, it was also at that time that he discovered a green lotus accompanying him. It scattered down a bit of light, unexpectedly containing his bloodline essence. It participated in his body's recovery, his true body gradually growing.
At the same time, under the guidance of the Immortal Scripture in the ancient bronze coffin, the restoration of the Swordsman Formula, and the nourishment of the Cyan Lotus, his Divine Sense slowly grew stronger.
Several decades ago, he had a true body. That was his own flesh and blood, sturdy and imperishable. Even if it collided with a meteorite, it wouldn't be destroyed. However, that was all. He didn't have the fluctuations of natural laws, didn't have divine dao order.
It was as if he was cast from divine gold, sturdy and unbreakable. However, he couldn't operate the secret techniques of the past. He fought a supreme being bloodily, the battle incomparably bitter. Great dao fragments couldn't be seen anymore.
During those years, he couldn't even budge an inch. Perhaps there were magical dao fragments hidden in his flesh, but he couldn't use them. He could only travel alone, drifting about in the darkness of the desolate edge of the cosmos.
During this time, he seemed to have seen half a Void Mirror, accompanied by a ruined body. Was that the void, or was it Ji Zi, or was it Yellow Emperor? He wanted to roar out, but he could only watch helplessly, unable to move. He watched as they disappeared into the distance, buried in the coldness.
Similarly, he also saw the blood and bones of Heng Yu Great Emperor and Jiang Taixu, as well as many Emperor artifact fragments soaked in blood. It made him feel great sorrow, yet he was powerless to do anything.
Only in recent years could he move again, but he still couldn't fly on his own. His body's condition wasn't that great. Later on, he entered a state of slumber, only waking up after falling on this great star.
After so many years passed, he didn't know what the outside world was like. He didn't know where his old friends were, to the extent where he didn't even know the result of the darkness chaos.
Now, normally, he would still feel heart-tearing bone splitting pain. His primordial spirit felt as if it was being cut apart by blade after blade, his bones as if they were crushed by great dao fragments, about to turn into fine powder. This was the result of the battle against the ancient supreme beings. Even though he survived, it was extremely miserable.
He was dizzy, body and mind weary, even more so feeling a type of heartache. Did Ji Zi die just like that? Could it be that the white-clothed divine king couldn't appear anymore? There was also Gai Jiuyou. Who dared fight against him in that life? Even now, his mind was still shaken.
Many people had already left, even their final parting only passing by in the ice-cold cosmos. He couldn't collect their blood and bones for them.
"I'm home, this is my home."
The young man's name was Bai Ye, a very strange and ordinary name. He was cheerful and optimistic. He was only fourteen years old this year, but his strength truly surpassed that of an adult's. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to carry Ye Fan back to the village from the mountainous region as if he was flying.
This was a very ordinary stone tiled house, located at the easternmost position of the village, next to a fish pond. The furniture inside the house was very old, a few years old, but it was very tidy.
Bai Ye's eyes were clear. He passed over a dry towel for Ye Fan to wipe his face, and then he carried over a pile of clean and soft bedding for him to rest.
Ye Fan silently received it, wiped off the mud, and changed into a set of half-new clothes. He sat there in a daze.
His head still hurt. When he tried his best to circulate his divine sense to recover, it would always be like this. The ancient supreme being's imperial dao caused him great harm. Even though his true body wasn't destroyed, there was still a huge problem.
If it was an ordinary person, he would have long been turned into ashes. He was only able to survive because of a combination of various factors.
After so many years, Ye Fan really wanted to travel the world and soar into the sky again, but he couldn't control his body. He faintly felt that there should be a powerful force in his flesh that was always circulating, but he couldn't use it.
"Ah, why is it growing on the brick bed?" At this moment, young Bai Ye cried out in surprise. The green lotus had actually taken root on the brick bed and was growing.
It only had three leaves and didn't have a thick root system, yet it had such a powerful life force in a place without water. It left everyone stupefied and in disbelief.
Old Bai opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he held it back.
Ye Fan pulled it up and walked to the pond in front of the house. He put it in, and the result was the same. In an instant, it took root and was planted in the water. Faintly discernible wisps of white mist filled the air.
"You can rest here and recuperate." Young Bai Ye revealed a sunny smile.
"Thank you all." Ye Fan said. Although his divine sense felt as if it was cut by a blade, he still captured their divine wills in a short period of time and understood the language of this star.
Perhaps, this was also the hope and signal that he could recover.
"No need to thank me." The young man scratched his head. There was a simple and unadorned expression in the sunlight.
At this time, the old man brought over a bowl of hot soup for Ye Fan to drink. Even though he knew that his background might be astonishing, he still brought over the food and water of these mortals.
"Has the darkness' turmoil ended?" Ye Fan collected his thoughts and asked. This was currently the question he was most concerned about. In the battle of the past, many heroes had paid too much, but the result … left people in despair. At this time, even his voice was trembling.
That was a bloody battle where he, Ji Zi, Jiang Taixu, and the others tried their best to change the cruel reality. The Void Emperor, Gai Jiuyou … many people died. What exactly happened? It was terrifying.
"What turmoil? Are you talking about the appearance of Qiongqi and the destruction of the primal chaos? They didn't appear," said the young man.
"I'm talking about whether or not this star experienced a blood disaster, whether or not an ancient supreme being descended." Ye Fan asked. It was because he could already tell that the old man was a cultivator. Meanwhile, even though the young man didn't understand magical techniques, his physique was extremely powerful, not an ordinary person either. He should understand the matters of the cultivation world.
The grandfather and grandson looked at each other in dismay, revealing a doubtful expression. They shook their heads together, expressing that they didn't know what he was talking about.
"You are … someone from the outside world?" Only after a moment had passed did the old man ask with some hesitation.
Ye Fan stared blankly. Soon after, he understood what kind of place this was. It was actually isolated from the great cosmos, blocked by primal chaos mist. This was a strange star domain.
"The darkness turmoil you are talking about, could it be that you are referring to the Ascension Immortal Battlefield? Don't worry, as long as they don't actively participate in the battle, normally speaking, the people inside won't come out. Blood disasters are rarely seen," said the young man White Night.
"Ascension Immortal Battlefield?!" This name easily made one produce many associations. Ye Fan's dim eyes released an astonishing radiance.
"Look, it's over there. We live right next to it." White Night pointed into the distance. That was a dusky expanse of land, and at the end of it was the Ascension Immortal Battlefield.
"Many powerful people will come here to compete, and they all originate from the outside world …" After Ye Fan understood these things, he softly said to himself. He didn't rest and directly walked out.
"Hey, have you recovered? That place is extremely dangerous, cutting off one's cultivation and cultivation. It's incomparably mysterious," White Night cried out.
"I just want to climb the mountain and take a look." Ye Fan said. There were no problems with his movements, but he couldn't fly. His own magical dao fragments were restricted in his flesh.
White Night followed him down. He was worried, so he followed him up a mountain peak and looked towards the Ascension Immortal Battlefield. There were many specks of light at the end of the dusky earth, as if a divine land was reviving.
"Our star is called the First Calamity Planet, and that region is boundless, much larger than even human habitats. It occupies a quarter of this star's territory."
The First Calamity Planet was a very strange name.
Ye Fan listened and silently calculated in his heart. This was a continent that was even more vast than the Eastern Wasteland. It was truly a vast battlefield.
He could faintly feel a mysterious wave spreading out from there. In the battlefield, talismans were condensed one after another and imprinted into the mountains and rivers.
"Look, the Ascension Immortal Battlefield is reviving. It will endure terrifying hunts, battles, and encirclement battles. It is said that every time a golden era arrives in the outside world, people will come to our Ascension Immortal Battlefield to fight. Every one of them is an unparalleled expert," the young White Night said excitedly.
"Is that so? Are we going to see so many old friends so soon?" Ye Fan said softly. His magical dao fragments were not visible, and his eyes lacked luster, but they were even more profound.
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