Time passed, and the years became stronger. Everything he saw was ruined. What had happened?
Ye Fan's body went cold. How many years had he lost? Was this still him? The white hair of the person in the bronze mirror was scattered. Even though his body was still perfectly straight, there were many traces of time left on his face.
He was no longer young. Even his divine body had aged. How terrifying was this period of time? He had lost it.
"I don't believe it!"
Ye Fan believed that this was a dream and not a real scene. Otherwise, it would be too terrifying. The world was vast and boundless. The divine body had aged for ten thousand years. Who else could he see in this world?
His right hand's finger slid across his left wrist. Blood flowed and pain spread through his body. This was not a dream. Everything was real.
Ye Fan's primordial spirit left his body. The fist-sized golden figure instantly broke through the barriers of time and space. He gazed into the boundless void of the universe. Everything he saw was desolation and destruction.
The cold universe seemed to have died. There was nothing left. Nothing could be seen. The stars were forever dim and completely extinguished.
He didn't know what kind of terrifying battle had happened in these ten thousand years. The universe had actually become like this. Ye Fan's heart was in pain. He still couldn't believe this result.
How could it be like this? How could it be like this?!
This was unimaginable. Looking at the wrinkled face of the old man in the mirror, his heart was pounding. If so many years had passed, then all of his family and friends would no longer be here.
Even that adorable daughter who had just been born and was no more than one year old would have long returned to the yellow earth. If this was real, he felt suffocated.
The tender Little Purple and the one year old Little Muddle liked to stick to him. However, they didn't stay by his side for long. They had always been separated, and now this was the result.
Ye Fan let out a long roar. He couldn't accept this. He looked at the golden divine sea that was about to dry up and disappear. He jumped into the sky and crossed the galaxy, rushing towards the former Celestial Court.
Ye Fan continuously told himself that this was an illusion and not real. However, the pain in his body and the coldness of his primordial spirit proved that this was not a dream.
He wanted to go crazy. How could this be?
"I cannot accept this!" The entire universe reverberated with his majestic roar, causing some broken stars to explode one after another, causing the dark universe to become even colder.
He traversed through the starry sky. With every step he took, a star would disappear beneath his feet. This type of dao and magic was so strong that a single thought could destroy the entire world. However, he didn't feel happy at all.
Along the way, all he saw were ruins. There wasn't a single intact starry sky. Many stars had shattered, and cosmic dust floated about. Occasionally, there would be blood, broken bones, and weapon fragments. It was cold and chilly.
Ye Fan refused to admit it, but his heart was already in a tearing pain. This was not an illusion. A terrifying war had taken place thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago. This part of the universe had been destroyed, but he had missed it!
Along the way, he did not see a single living creature. Everywhere was deathly stillness. Finally, he neared the star field where the headquarters of the Celestial Court was located.
His heart became cold. This place was in ruins. The stars had all shattered, and as for those divine islands floating in the air, they had all turned into dust.
Ye Fan rushed into the depths like a madman. He didn't leave anyone behind. He didn't discover that this place had long since become ruins. There was only blood and rubble.
"No!"
Ye Fan roared in grief. He really saw the result. His entire body was trembling. He clenched his fists tightly and his face was pale.
All hope was shattered. The Celestial Court no longer existed. He wanted to find something, but in the end, there was no trace at all.
"Trace the source!"
Ye Fan roared like a madman. With a roar, the starry sky collapsed. This place was immediately enveloped by primal chaos. He saw many broken scenes and shouts of war shook the heavens.
The celestial soldiers and generals were charging and breaking out of the encirclement. The Yin spirit army was attacking, and blood flowed like rivers. There was also a huge phoenix nest floating above. The light that swept down caused the celestial generals to fall in large numbers.
"I'm going to stake it all against you!" With a long roar, Pang Bo soared into the sky. His hair was disheveled, and the powerful pressure of the Quasi-emperor shattered the starry sky.
However, what awaited him was a large, merciless hand. In the direction of the underworld, an existence shrouded in black mist, like an ancient emperor, forcefully slapped over.
Pfft!
There was only a mournful red left in the sky. Blood rained down, and Pang Bo disappeared forever.
"Uncle, Uncle Pang Bo is also gone. Wuwu … bad people, return my uncle's life!" Little Violet cried loudly as she stood helplessly on a divine island.
She looked only a few years old and had never grown up at all. She was so young, and her face was full of tears.
"Just a few years after I left?" Ye Fan's face was already full of tears. Was Pang Bo gone just like that? His entire body was trembling.
"Ah …"
Li Tian and Yan Yixi roared angrily. They went against the sky, and the goddess furnace in their hands emitted a blazing light. A sun flew out from it, and nine divine phoenixes danced in the air. They turned into overflowing flames and rushed into the sky.
They fought with their lives on the line, unwilling to accept such an ending. They fought with everything they had, throwing away life and death.
However, it was of no use. The figure shrouded in black mist in the distance blasted over with a fist, and the jet-black palm directly slapped the divine furnace.
"Kacha!"
The goddess furnace shattered. Even if it was personally refined by the Great Emperor, it was still useless. At this time, it turned into hundreds of fragments, flying in all directions, unable to harm that person in the slightest.
At the same time, Li Tian and Yan Yixi both cried out sorrowfully. The black hand pressed down, and inch by inch, they were crushed from head to toe. Their flesh and bones turned into bloody mist, and they were erased from this world.
"Don't kill my uncle … Two more people are gone." Little Violet knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
This was a tragic scene. Ye Fan felt like a knife was twisting in his heart. He clenched his fists, and his whole body was trembling. His good brothers had died in battle just like this?
How many years ago was this scene? It was probably ten thousand years ago. He roared in sorrow, and he hated that he couldn't tear open the void and return to that era to participate in the war!
Ye Fan bit his mouth full of blood, and his fingers were clenched so tightly that they turned blue. His whole body was trembling. He had once gone through life and death with his brothers, and now he had to watch them die ten thousand years apart. His heart was in extreme pain and despair.
"Wuwu …" Little Violet cried loudly. She knelt there, and while shouting those familiar names from the Celestial Court, she used her little hands to dig up the ruins on the island.
Ye Fan's heart trembled. There was a ruin beside Little Violet, and there was no trace of Ji Ziyue there. However, there was a bit of blood and a piece of purple clothing in the ruins.
Ye Fan's body shook violently. Although he had already guessed the ending, he still couldn't help but feel his ears ringing. His heart was in extreme pain, and he staggered while crying sorrowfully.
"Ziyue …"
How could this be? The woman who once loved to laugh, the woman who waited for him under the starry sky for a long time, had left just like that.
He didn't see the scene of her withering. There was only a corner of purple clothing and a bit of blood. This was even more cruel than seeing it. This was a tragic ending that was difficult to accept.
"This Emperor will fight it out with you!"
A big black dog with blood dripping from its vertical eye between its eyebrows emitted a terrifying aura as it charged in the direction of the Underworld.
And this time, not only did the figure shrouded in black fog stretch out a large hand, even the blood-colored phoenix nest above the Celestial Court had a sparkling and translucent hand expand, reaching out and enveloping the Black Emperor.
The Black Emperor had once followed Great Emperor Wu Shi, and both the Underworld and the Empire wanted to fight for it. Capturing it alive was the best choice, and perhaps they could find out the secrets of Great Emperor Wu Shi.
The Black Emperor smiled sorrowfully, but its eyes were filled with determination. The countless formation platforms around it all lit up, burning along with its body and jumping fiercely.
"Brat, you owe me an Innate Holy Body Dao Embryo. Otherwise, this group of monsters will all be blasted to pieces!" After it finished roaring, it exploded between the two large hands, and thus the curtain fell.
"A child with a Holy Body? I want her!" A clear and moving woman's voice came from the phoenix nest. A white hand reached out and grabbed Little Purple, who was only a few years old, wanting to take her into its hands.
"We need the bloodline of a Holy Body. This child can only be returned to the Underworld," the people of the Underworld responded coldly.
"I need her!" The woman in the phoenix nest didn't let go.
"In order to restrain that woman's supreme Dao Fruit, even the sleeping Underworld Emperor was forced to awaken. The Underworld has paid so much, how can we allow others to pick the spoils of war?" The person in the black fog responded coldly.
"Didn't you guys suppress a Holy Body? Is that not enough?"
"Not enough!"
The two giants argued.
On the divine island, Little Purple's face was full of tears. She cried loudly and laboriously moved the rubble on the ruins. Her little hands were bleeding from the friction. She kept calling out, "Mother … come back."
Ye Fan's heart was bleeding. He growled in a low voice as hot tears rolled down his face. He didn't know how many years it had been since he last cried. Now, he was so sorrowful. His family and friends were separated from them by ten thousand years!
He wanted to take action, but he wasn't in that space-time. He howled in grief, unable to return to the past. He could only watch from a distance, hating but powerless.
"Boom!"
The heaven and earth exploded. The Empress in the phoenix nest and the giants of the Underworld fought over Little Purple. They both wanted to take her.
The waves were incomparably huge, shattering countless divine islands. Some stars even left their original trajectories, exploded, or cracked.
Two people with incomplete bodies crawled out from the ruins.
One was covered in dazzling sunlight. He had lost the lower half of his body a long time ago and was bleeding. It was Ye Tong. He protected Little Purple behind him and rushed into the sky.
The other had lost his right arm. Although his heart was bitter, his face was still peaceful. He used his only arm to carry Little Purple, coaxing her not to cry as he rushed into the distance.
The sun exploded and a golden rain of light scattered. Ye Tong let out an unwilling roar that shook the sun, moon, rivers, and mountains. He no longer existed.
Komatsu's body was burning. He wanted to tear open space and send the young Little Purple inside so that she could escape. That was actually the power of time.
The beautiful youth was peerless at this moment, but he smiled bitterly. He sank into the flames and disappeared with the heaven and earth. Death!
But how could the two giants in the sky allow Little Purple to escape?
Ye Fan roared, tears flowing down his face. When he saw his two most beloved disciples, unable to display the brilliance they should have, withered away just like that, tears blurred his eyes.
There was also Little Purple. She used to be so naughty and cute, but now she was so helpless. She stretched out her little hand. Was she calling for him?
But now, he could only watch like this. After ten thousand years, his heart was filled with guilt and pain. At this moment, he was filled with sorrow, hatred, and madness!
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