Great winds blew past the ancient battlefield. The enormous body of the blood crow carried Ye Fan into the distance, raising heaven overflowing waves. The hearts of the powerful sensed it, and they all stood on the mountain peaks, gazing into the sky.
On the back of the blood crow, the figure was not very clear, and could even be said to be very indistinct. He was like a boulder, giving people a feeling of unshakable toughness.
It was like a meteorite smashing into the vast ocean. Great waves engulfed the boundless heaven and earth. A portion of the supreme experts in the Flying Immortal Battlefield saw it, and their eyes were filled with astonishment.
Many people were shocked, and at the same time, somewhat doubtful. Was it really that person? No one could be sure.
A hundred and fifty years ago, a man that looked exactly the same as the white-robed divine king had appeared. He had caused a great disturbance, but it was later proven to be false and that he had ulterior motives.
"I feel that this time, it is definitely true. There is no reason, just a feeling that this battlefield is going to have a world-shocking disturbance!"
"Even the ancient supreme beings were buried in the starry sky. How did he survive? I believe that some people will not be able to sit still. This is truly a great accident! "
The blood crow traversed the vast sky, causing the regions it passed through to become noisy. No one could remain calm, and many materialized gazes shot towards the sky.
Some were shocked, and some were excited. Everyone had different reactions.
There were enemies and enemies who clenched their teeth, and a haze appeared in their hearts. The Human Race's divine physique suddenly appeared like a great mountain, immediately pressuring many people to the point of suffocation. They felt that this was definitely a peak that would be difficult to pass in the struggle for supremacy on the imperial road.
There were also some who were joyful, and even moved to tears.
In the past, the dark chaos engulfed the world, and the merits of the Human Race's divine physique could not be erased. Even if some people with ulterior motives covered up some of his glory, they still could not hide the truth.
Ye Fan shed his last drop of blood and was buried in the eternal void, never to return. Many experts of the later generations were influenced by him. They had never seen Ye Fan before, but they had heard of his legends. They were deeply moved, and now that they heard people whispering that he might have appeared alive, they were naturally shocked and moved. That person, to them, was a living miracle and monumental monument.
Great winds rose, and the ancient battlefield was not calm at all!
"Did I … cause trouble for you?" The blood crow hesitated. Its words were filled with respect, as well as a bit of self-blame. It flew through the air without the slightest bit of concealment, so some of the most powerful people must have seen Ye Fan's true body.
"Nothing." Ye Fan said. There was no joy, no worry. He gazed at the magnificent mountains and rivers below, looking at the boundless territory without any expression.
The blood crow had naturally heard of Ye Fan's past deeds. Although it was a member of the demon race and a ferocious beast that had always been conceited and didn't respect the laws of the world, it still felt a sense of respect when it found out about Ye Fan's identity.
Back then, the difference between the human race's holy physique and supreme beings was too great, but he was like a moth flying into a flame. He used his blood and bones to demonstrate his fearlessness and unyieldingness. He fought against the green copper cauldron with his holy physique, causing the blood of a supreme being to splash the starry skies. This wasn't something an ordinary person could do!
At that time, the number of Great Sage in the cosmos wasn't small, but how many could be like Ye Fan, daring to pay such a price, splashing the heavens and earth with his blood. He killed a supreme being with the will to die, and yet he didn't shrink back. This required a type of boldness.
The blood crow's feathers stood up, and waves of blood energy appeared, blocking the line of sight of everyone below. It was afraid that more and more terrifying experts would target Ye Fan.
Ye Fan remained silent. Seeing the blood crow like this, he didn't say much and let it go.
The blood crow came from a very distant ancient star region that was too far away from the human race's ancient road. Even though it had heard of Ye Fan's deeds for so many years, it didn't know about his old friends.
This was because the cosmos was too big. Even if one was a hegemon of a region or even ruled over several star regions, it wasn't necessarily known by people further away.
The reason why Ye Fan was known was because of the bloody battle 300 years ago.
"Let me think about it. There's a man called Pang Bo. I believe he's related to you. He's the illustrious Great Sage of my monster race. He once killed millions of miles in a fit of rage. He caused a great commotion more than 100 years ago, all for the sake of killing those who discredited you. "
In the end, the blood crow only mentioned Pang Bo after thinking about it, but it wasn't detailed. This was because the two places were too far apart, so it had only heard of him.
"How is he?" Ye Fan was worried.
"He didn't suffer a loss. He was swift and powerful, slaughtering his way until a region flowed with rivers of blood. He didn't just destroy one orthodoxy." The blood crow sighed.
They headed northwest.
Behind them, intense fluctuations were transmitted from a few gates of light. Quite a few powerful figures received reports, all of them revealing serious expressions.
Even though the news wasn't confirmed, making people suspicious, it was worth being vigilant. Someone who had fought a bloody battle with a supreme being survived, just how terrifying was that?
Forget about everything else, just the experience of that battle was enough for him to benefit for the rest of his life, leaving many experts speechless.
It was precisely this kind of person, if he really came back alive, he would definitely block many people's paths. He would be like a demonic mountain, blocking their way, impossible to climb over.
Those who could come here weren't weak. Soon after, they thought of a problem. Why didn't Ye Fan appear for three hundred years? He definitely paid an unimaginable price, surviving with great difficulty.
Perhaps he wasn't as terrifying as they imagined, and this was most likely the truth!
Several days passed. The gates of light stabilized, linking up the two realms, freeing many heroes with astonishing backgrounds who reigned supreme. They didn't need to personally guard the gates of light.
In those regions, camps appeared one after another, mountain gates established, inheritances different. It was equivalent to dozens to over a hundred great sects taking root here, officially establishing themselves here.
On a mountain peak, the gates of light were stable, already taking form, no longer needing to be suppressed or protected. The palaces here were grand and imposing, as if they were grand heavenly palaces. One of the main palaces should have been dazzling with gold and jade, but right now, it was an expanse of darkness, as if it was an immeasurably deep black hole.
One could vaguely see a great dao precious vase rising and falling at the highest point of the palace. It was precisely this vase that devoured all light, making this place enter darkness.
Meanwhile, that precious vase's surface was covered in symbols, simple and boundless, as if it carried a world, not as simple as a single artifact.
This wasn't a magical artifact, but a great dao symbol formed after someone cultivated to the extreme. Now, it turned into this shape, truly taking form here. It was just that condensed, as if it was the most terrifying tangible dao artifact.
Below the great dao precious vase sat a person. He was extremely terrifying, actually not having his cultivation severed in this world, able to form great dao true symbols, turning into a black precious vase.
It was clear that this person's cultivation reached the pinnacle of a certain domain, or else he definitely wouldn't have this type of terrifying display.
At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes. It was as if two streaks of lightning tore through the void. In the radiance, one could instantly make out the outline of his appearance that couldn't be considered clear.
His black hair scattered down, extremely thick. His appearance was extremely outstanding, horns outstanding. One could tell with a single look that this was an extraordinary individual, exceeding those of his generation.
"Is it really him?" His voice was without fluctuations, extremely calm.
"It shouldn't be a lie. Those who fought against him before all had intense emotional fluctuations, and their abnormal reactions were captured by others." There were other people in the great hall, but the male under the great dao precious vase was the most powerful.
"How strong is he?"
"He shouldn't have broken through that shackle. It has nothing to do with Quasi-emperor." Another person replied. They really did put in quite a bit of effort, coming to this conclusion through the battle traces Ye Fan left behind.
"Senior brother, should we immediately report this to master?"
The male below the great dao precious vase sat in the darkness, his gaze intimidating. When he heard this, he said coldly, "Master will have a bitter battle in Imperial Pass behind the gate of light, wishing to seize those immortal scriptures and secret pieces. Divine Sovereign, Yin Tiande, Zhang Bairen, and the others, which one of them is easy to deal with? He won't be able to spare any time soon."
This was precisely the place where the Yaoguang bloodline descended. The male in the lead was the most powerful disciple under the Yaoguang bloodline, Mo Wentian. It was rumored that his cultivation was close to the Yaoguang bloodline.
"Golden Cicada, Nine Tribulations Daoist, Overlord, Great Mighty Holy Spirit, and the others have also returned through the passage between the two realms. It is because it is rumored that the immortal scripture might have been left behind by an Emperor Zun, something that has never been seen or circulated in this world. If one wishes to obtain it, they don't necessarily need to have heaven-defying strength, but rather truly comprehend the Emperor Zun's bewilderment, and only then can they obtain the true scripture. "
"The absolute beginning and emperor still haven't appeared. I wonder where they are."
"Is there really no need to ask for master's help? That is the Sacred Body Ye Fan we are talking about! "Someone from the Yaoguang bloodline said.
"There is no need!" Mo Wentian shook his head. His eyes were like torches, and he was so powerful that it was somewhat frightening. He said, "The Sacred Body of the Human Clan died in battle 300 years ago. He was buried in the universe with the supreme glory of a supreme being. He is worthy of respect." Then, his tone turned cold as he said, "In 300 years, there will no longer be a Sacred Body of the Human Clan Ye Fan in this world. Someone will pretend to be a fallen hero. Not only us, but many people in the Flying Celestial Battlefield will fight for Elder Ye's innocence and glory. A heroic name cannot be tarnished. Many heroes will try their best to kill that person. "
"But he really is a Sacred Body of the Ye Fan," someone said in a low voice.
Mo Wentian revealed a mouthful of snow-white teeth and said coldly, "In 300 years, there will no longer be a Sacred Body of the Human Clan Ye Fan!"
"He is very powerful," someone else said.
"But he is still not the Quasi-emperor!" Mo Wentian said coldly and emotionlessly. "The more powerful a person is, the more worth looking forward to. You have to believe that many factions will use this opportunity to train their own people. They will fight with him and will 'very consciously' kill him for Elder Ye!"
"I think it is better to report this to Master. He may not agree to this …" someone objected. However, after seeing Mo Wentian's coldness, he stopped talking.
"It is indeed a pity that Master has missed the opportunity to fight with Elder Ye Fan. However, Elder Ye still has a disciple named Yang Xi, who also has a Sacred Body. I will fight with him to continue the battle of the previous generation. Who is stronger and who is weaker will be shown in our battle! " Mo Wentian said calmly and somewhat coldly. He then added, "He will definitely be in the Flying Celestial Battlefield. I look forward to meeting him. That will also be the conclusion of the battle between Master and Elder Ye!"
Not everyone was like Mo Wentian of the Yaoguang bloodline. Some of the newer strong practitioners were now looking for Ye Fan with the mentality of a pilgrimage, hoping to meet him.
"Elder Ye, where are you?"
Although some people were determined and had come to fight for supremacy on the Emperor's Path, they were now wavering. This was all because of the appearance of Ye Fan. They wanted to meet him and follow behind him.
However, just as Mo Wentian had said, there were people from other factions who firmly believed that there would no longer be a Sacred Body of the Ye Fan in 300 years! Many people were rushing over from all directions, gathering in a certain area.
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