Someone who had an audience with the Azure Emperor!
How shocking must such a person be? He could be said to be a living history book. How many years had he existed for exactly? It was simply unbelievable. This was simply heaven-defying.
This wasn't sealed in the divine origin but was a supreme expert of the God Race who had survived until now.
The Azure Emperor had passed away over ten thousand years ago, yet he had paid his respects before. In that case, he should be at least ten thousand years old now. How terrifying.
Clearly, ordinary people couldn't meet the Azure Emperor back then. Only those with extremely high statuses could do so. Their cultivation bases had to be extraordinary. This required a certain amount of time to accumulate.
This was a true living fossil!
"The demeanor of the Demon Emperor was supreme, looking down on the world with disdain. Even now, just thinking about it makes one tremble." The old ancestor of the God Race sighed as a look of reminiscence appeared on his face.
"However, no matter how powerful a paragon is, there will be a day when he grows old." He shook his head lightly. The supreme Demon Emperor shook the entire universe but ultimately, he couldn't become an immortal.
Everyone opened their mouths, wanting to say something but no words came out. The passage of time had buried too much!
The old ancestor of the God Race didn't use the divine origin to seal himself. In truth, he had been cultivating for so many years. Hence, his cultivation base kept increasing, wanting to break through the shackles and ascend.
Sadly, he was too old and his immortal foundation was on the verge of collapse. He couldn't leap from a fish to a dragon and undergo the final transformation.
Half of his body was petrified because he was imitating the ancient paragons. This was a type of longevity art. Saint spirits could transform their bodies into flesh and blood while he did the opposite, allowing the vitality of his body and immortal foundation to enter a dormant state, lowering the consumption of his life force to the lowest.
And during this process, he only maintained a single thought to comprehend the dao and ascend. All other emotions and thoughts were frozen and wouldn't proceed.
Naturally, this was also related to the divine pellet he used before. If not, he wouldn't be able to enter such a dormant state and live for so long.
However, the disadvantages of doing so were obvious. He was half-crippled and didn't have any breakthroughs in his comprehension of the dao. His body was more or less crippled.
According to what the old ancestor of the God Race said, different forbidden zones had different longevity arts. It wasn't a true immortal but it could effectively slow down the aging process.
Naturally, the most important thing was to sever his cultivation base and seal himself. Only when he awakened would he use these arts to prolong his life.
But he needed to comprehend the Dao and stay awake, so he didn't use the immortal essence to seal himself.
To be able to survive from the ancient times until now was truly a bit scary. It was so scary that people were dumbfounded.
One had to know that a Great Perfection Saint Physique could only live for a little over 10,000 years.
"Why? Did Emperor Qing not die? Could it be that he has reincarnated?" Finally, the God Race's old patriarch calmed down and asked Ye Fan to show him the Green Lotus.
When he received the Chaos Green Lotus with trembling hands, he was shocked and his hands shook incessantly. He thought back to the unrivalled Monster Race Great Emperor from 10,000 years ago and felt a pressure as vast as the starry skies. He couldn't help but want to submit.
"Azure Thearch … It's Azure Thearch, a true supreme Thearch. This aura is the same!" The eyes of the God Race's old patriarch were very intimidating. Beams of light tore through the void as he stared at the Azure Lotus.
He did not understand why they were of the same origin and body, so he asked Ye Fan for the reason.
Ye Fan didn't hide anything and told them the truth because he also wanted to know what was going on and understand what was going on.
"Could it be that Emperor Qing didn't die and was really reincarnated?" The God Race's old patriarch felt that the Azure Lotus in his hands was incomparably hot. He revealed a terrified expression.
If this was true, and the Monster Thearch thought that they were up to no good and misunderstood, it could lead to the extermination of their race. The God Race was indeed valiant and surpassed all the other races. However, in the eyes of a true Thearch, they were nothing.
Even the supreme formation of a Divine Master couldn't destroy this little Azure Lotus. He believed that unless a Supreme-Being appeared, there was no power in this world that could harm this Azure Lotus.
The God Race's old patriarch always felt that Emperor Qing's death was a bit strange. There was a period of time when he thought that Emperor Qing was still in this world and had never left. After all, he was the only person to become a Thearch after the Primordial Era. Moreover, there were only 10,000 years left before the Road of Immortalization opened. How could the Monster Thearch not divine it? Perhaps he had some heaven-defying method to hold on until this era.
When these guesses came out, it caused the hearts of Ye Fan, the Black Emperor, and the others to tremble violently. They had similar guesses before. Who was Emperor Qing? How could he not be able to calculate it?
Especially since he was too close to this era. Even if he was tortured to death, he should be able to hold on until the end to see what was going on.
"Reincarnated? Emperor Qing is in our hands?!" Everyone stared at the Azure Lotus. Unfortunately, it didn't have any spiritual fluctuations. They couldn't find anything when they probed into its body.
"Emperor Qing might not die so easily, but it might not be this kind of Azure Lotus," Ye Fan said.
It was said that Emperor Qing was born from taking root in the green bronze piece. Then, if his blood was stained by the green bronze piece again, it was possible that a little lotus would be formed.
The mystery of Emperor Qing's life and death was unclear!
In the end, Ye Fan discussed the Dao with the God Race's old patriarch. They talked about many problems in cultivation, and they also mentioned the current experts.
"The God Court Emperor is very strong and almost achieved the Dao. However, he most likely won't be able to take that step. If he could, he would have succeeded long ago. He wouldn't have sat there for hundreds of years," the God Race's old patriarch said.
"But even so, no one can keep him in check. He is only half a step away from becoming an emperor. How many people can fight him? Ye has to at least reach the Great Accomplishment stage. We still have to wait for a period of time, "Li Heishui said worriedly.
"It's not impossible. The Golden Crow Race's Quasi-emperor was one of the most terrifying people I have ever seen. I should be able to fight him. I don't think he should have died silently. However, there has been no movement for so many years. I can't see through him. It's hard to say if he is still in this world. "
The Black Emperor, Pang Bo, and the others felt a headache. The Golden Crow Race's Quasi-emperor definitely wouldn't be friendly with them. If there really was such a person who was destined to become an enemy, it was better not to have him.
"The universe is vast, and there are many extraordinary people. As long as one doesn't become an emperor, no one dares to say that they are the number one expert in the universe."
In the end, they naturally talked about the life forbidden zone. The God Race's old patriarch also sighed. He couldn't see through it and couldn't predict the future. Those places couldn't be conquered by humans.
"In this world, besides the supreme experts who can see and hear, there are also some ancient organizations that can't be ignored. They might be even more terrifying," the God Race's old patriarch kindly reminded.
Because he saw these people as a force that could support the God Race. Through the link of Ji Chengdao, the two sides could finally come together.
The purest divine blood flowed in Ji Chengdao's body. Whether he admitted it or not, he was a member of the God Race. He could even be cultivated to become a Divine Master.
"What other organizations?"
"The Underworld doesn't need to be mentioned. The God Organization is the descendant of the members of the Celestial Court. They have many terrifying methods and a deep foundation. "The God Race's old patriarch directly pointed out the two ancient organizations that were opposing each other.
Everyone nodded to show that they understood.
"In addition, there is an ancient lost clan that you might not know or have overlooked," the old patriarch reminded them.
"There is more?"
"Yes, the Kunlun Lost Clan. There used to be a celestial bell there. They were only Venerable Sovereigns. If it were someone else, could they conquer the Kunlun celestial vein? It's impossible. Those people are too powerful! "
When everyone heard that, they sucked in a breath of cold air as they recalled those secrets. In this generation, there was indeed a descendant of the Kunlun Remnant Race who had once possessed an incomplete Human Emperor's Seal, and that was just the tip of the iceberg.
Ye Fan and the others walked down the broken mountain. The primal chaos surged in the divine cave. The old patriarch pondered and muttered to himself, "The organization from the Ancient Desolate Tower era should be extinct …"
"Mother, I'm coming!" Ji Chengdao shouted on the way to the back of the mountain. Tears streamed down his face. It had been more than three hundred years since they parted. At that time, he hadn't been able to remember things for long. It was really painful to be separated by life and death. At that time, he lay on the ground and cried. He begged the God Race to look after him, but it was useless.
This was a world of flowers and birds. There were only a few thatched cottages. It was very simple and belonged to nature.
In front of a table, a beautiful woman was painting. The paintings were vivid and told a story. There was a valiant man covered in blood. He stubbornly refused to lower his head. He carried a child on his back and paced back and forth outside the God Race, not willing to leave.
At this point, the woman cried. She was reminded of the sad past.
The protector opened the great formation. The scenery and sounds of the outside world were immediately transmitted in.
"Mother!" Ji Chengdao shouted. He recognized his mother at a glance.
Shen Yue suddenly raised her head, the brush in her hand falling to the ground. She was completely stupefied. She sensed a familiar aura, and then she immediately knew that this was her own child, the one who had achieved small success in the past. Hot tears immediately flowed down her cheeks. The word 'child' revealed the misery and bitterness she had endured for over three hundred years.
The mother and son reunited. Ye Fan and the others didn't go over.
That night, a few muffled groans rang out. A few elders of the God Race were ambushed. They turned into pig heads overnight and their butts were almost kicked until they exploded.
Only when Ye Fan and the others left with Shen Yue did a few angry roars ring out. The seals of the elders were broken at this time. They were restrained by the Black Emperor at night and left for Ji Chengdao to vent his anger.
The little fellow didn't hold back and gave them a round of crazy kicks. After he was done, he sealed them all.
There were naturally people in the God Race who knew. At the very least, the old patriarch and a few others could see through it thoroughly. However, they turned a blind eye and didn't care.
Time passed quickly. Another ten years passed. The races in the cosmos were prosperous. The golden age had developed to its peak. Many new experts emerged.
It was also during this year that news came from an ancient battlefield that was difficult for outsiders to explore. It was abnormally mysterious and was believed to be in another cosmos. The Sacred Prince was heavily injured and needed help after winning a bitter victory.
"Although Brother Monkey won, his enemies might take advantage of his weakness to take his life. He sent people out with great difficulty to deliver this news."
"The Sacred Prince has been injured. Even with his unyielding character, he can only choose to endure and lie low. This means that he is extremely weak and his injuries are very serious. We need to send help as soon as possible!"
After the people of the Celestial Court received the news, Ye Fan, the Black Emperor, Pang Bo, and the others decided to move out immediately. A new great battle was about to begin. Perhaps after this battle, there would be no more suspense. The fight for supremacy on the Emperor's Road would also come to an end.
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