"Ah..." Ye Fan was like a wounded beast. His white hair was a mess, and his eyes were bleeding and crying. His best friends had all died in battle, and his most beloved disciples had all withered away.
And his daughter, she was so smart and cute. She was only a few years old, but she was struggling there, and there was no way forward.
As for Ziyue, even after using the secret technique of tracing the source, she could not see the last scene. There was only a bit of blood in the remnant, and a corner of her purple dress. He felt like a knife was being twisted in his heart, and tears rolled down his cheeks.
Ye Fan had never felt so miserable before. He hated himself so much. Why was he not by their side? He was separated by an entire generation.
The heavens were cruel, to let him see such a scene, and yet he could not participate in the battle. He was filled with a sense of helplessness.
"Mother, don't leave me behind. Little Violet is scared." A tender voice rang out. The crack in the void closed, but she was not transported away.
Because the two giant hands imprisoned eternity, no one could escape. No matter how hard Komatsu tried, he could not break through the crack in time and space.
When Ye Fan saw those two large hands grab towards the void, covering that place, he closed his eyes. His tears were extremely salty, flowing into his mouth.
Ever since he started cultivating, this was the first time he was so tired. He could not help but cry. In the past, he had been sad and regretful, but he had never felt despair like this.
"Father, where are you? Little Violet is scared. Mother is not here anymore... Wuu..."
These tender words stabbed into Ye Fan's heart like a sharp knife. His whole body trembled, and he clenched his fists.
"Ah..."
Ye Fan roared in grief. He angrily attacked the sky, facing the two giant hands. He wanted to stop all of this. He could not tolerate anyone hurting his daughter.
His fist shattered the sky, causing the two giant hands to shatter and disappear. But this... was only the shattering of the scene, and not a battle that had transcended thousands of years.
The final scene was fixed there. Little Violet was sobbing, her eyes wide and helpless, looking up at the sky.
Just like that, everything shattered and disappeared. The future could not be seen, and the results could not be seen.
Ye Fan could not bear to look at Little Zi for a second time. His heart was riddled with holes, and he had long been hurt to the point that he could not control himself. His fists were bleeding, and blue veins were bursting out of his skin.
His power surged crazily, shaking up the cosmos, making this remnant tremble. Many stars that were split apart exploded even further.
Ye Fan sang a sad song, filled with hatred and madness. He forcefully endured the pain and pain, walking step by step towards the depths of the ruins. This was the pure land that he had once protected and lived in, but now, there was nothing left.
The rubble, broken weapons, and bloodstains all showed how tragic the battle was back then, and how miserable it was now.
There was a mace under his feet that had been severed. Sadness flashed in his eyes. This was the weapon of the barbarians. This result was not surprising and was within his expectations.
Since the Celestial Court had been destroyed, not many could survive. The friends who had once fought side by side, who had gone through thick and thin together, were all gone forever.
Ye Fan was like a lonely soul, walking in the silent ruins. Hot tears rolled down his cheeks. He did not speak, nor did he make a sound. He did not want to stop, and only wanted to keep walking.
Why? He could not participate in the battle back then, and this regret could not be made up for!
He wanted to cry, but it was choked in his throat. He wanted to roar, but when he opened his mouth, it was so hoarse. At this moment, he could only look at the ruins, silently bearing the pain as if his heart was being cut by a knife.
How could this be? Ye Fan grabbed his hair. He began to hate himself. Why did he have to leave? Why did he go into seclusion for ten thousand years?
Walking in the cold starry sky, he could not find the warmth of the past. Ye Fan was like a soulless person. He was muddle-headed, and his whole body was cold. This kind of injury was difficult to heal.
He fell into deep self-blame. Why did he not accompany them? Why did he miss that battle? This was unforgivable!
Ye Fan was in a daze. He tasted the bitterness in the loneliness, the torment in the silence. He kept walking forward, not wanting to stop. His heart was in pain, and his spirit was hurt.
If he cried out loud, perhaps he would feel a bit better, but he could not do it. There were so many people, and they were all gone.
Purple Moon's brilliant smile was buried under the ruins, leaving only bloodstains. Little Purple sobbed loudly, losing all of its playfulness. Pang Bo's majestic body could not withstand a strike from the underworld giant. All that was left was a patch of red …
Ye Fan was like a puppet, walking forward mechanically. Tears silently rolled down his cheeks. His heart was in such pain and discomfort. He could only watch helplessly, but he could not return to the past.
He was like a ghost, lingering here for many days. There was no sun, no moon, only darkness, because everything had been shattered.
In the end, Ye Fan was like a child. He knelt here and cried loudly.
He was no longer young. His white hair was scattered, and his wrinkles were like knife scars. Time had left behind indelible scars on his body.
He sat here for ten thousand years, and when he looked back, how much love, hate, sorrow, joy, and hatred had all been cast into the river of time.
How could he accept this? How could he endure this? Ye Fan raised his head towards the heavens and howled in grief. He was like a lone wolf, howling alone in this blood-colored desolation. His white hair whistled about crazily, endless melancholy, endless sorrow.
What kind of sorrow was this? After parting in the past, they could never meet again. They could only watch through time and space as the curtain of blood fell, powerless to do anything.
Ye Fan sat here alone for many days. There were no tears, no words. Only after many days did he stand up. He used his great magical power to move stars from the depths of the starry sky, refining them, condensing them to a very small size. Then he piled them up, building a star tomb here, burying everything in the Celestial Court.
Ruins, blood, broken bones … he did not know which belonged to his daughter, which belonged to Purple Moon, which belonged to his friends. There was only endless pain in his heart.
Since the Celestial Court was destroyed and everyone died together in battle, then he would build a giant tomb so that everyone could forever be buried together under the endless starry sky.
Then, Ye Fan resolutely turned around and walked towards the starry sky. He was going to fight!
Where was the underworld? Where was the phoenix nest?
The blood in Ye Fan's body rumbled and his battle intent surged. He wanted nothing more than to fight against the heavens and redeem everything from the past.
Only, he walked under the starry sky, yet he couldn't see a single person. Did all of the creatures die in battle? Many ancient stars were destroyed, including many ancient lands with life he had visited before.
Could he not find a single person?
In this boundless cosmos and endless star systems, there were only broken places and not complete ones. He wanted to find the underworld and the phoenix nest for revenge, but there was no gate to enter.
Finally, he found an ancient land with life, but he didn't see a single expert. They could almost all be considered 'mortals'. There were cultivators, but they couldn't rush out of this star and couldn't enter the cosmos at all.
What was wrong with this world? Couldn't even find a single powerful cultivator?
Ye Fan traversed the starry sky in search of the ancient lands of the past, but almost all of them were destroyed. He sensed the remnant fluctuations of the Great Emperor level. Was it another great war of darkness?
Even if he occasionally found an ancient star with life, he couldn't see any saints or people of the same generation. This kind of world was so unfamiliar. He seemed to be out of tune with this world.
The white-haired Ye Fan's aged face was filled with sadness. The end of an era. Did that mean that the previous era had become him?
Ye Fan followed his memories and advanced towards the territory once ruled by the underworld. After an endless trek, he saw desolation and a large expanse of ruins.
"Even this place was destroyed. Was it the awakened little girl? Did she end up like this because of her battle with the Emperor of the Underworld and the other ancient supreme beings?"
Ye Fan's eyes swept over. He advanced forward. Even if he didn't know the exact location of the underworld, he still had to find some clues.
Reality exceeded his expectations. When he entered a broken sea of stars, he saw an expanse of yin mist that enveloped the heavens. This was a vast underworld earth. The stars were like fireflies that would sink down from time to time.
The underworld earth was broken, and there was a collapsed underworld gate. A broken bronze plaque soaked in the terrifying blood of an ancient emperor was half covered in dust. The two words' underworld 'were written on it.
"It's here, but it's empty."
After seeing this scene, Ye Fan didn't feel joy or excitement. There was only endless melancholy. Could he not even personally take revenge?
All of his friends and loved ones had passed away. What meaning was there left for him to continue living? What supported him was only a wave of grief and indignation. He wanted to kill his way to the end and destroy the underworld and the phoenix nest.
He walked alone, stepping over Underworld Earth, passing through it. This place had become ruins.
He walked towards the starry sky again, treading on the heavenly path. Several decades later, he found the phoenix nest, but this nest had long been destroyed by someone!
"Everything is gone …" Ye Fan didn't feel the joy of revenge. There was only endless sadness. How many past events could he forget?
How many people could he never meet again after he missed them? He couldn't help but roar out. Everything had ended just like that. He couldn't see his old friends or enemies.
At this moment, the entire world was boundless. He couldn't find a home to return to and felt extremely lonely.
"They're all gone. You all left me …" Ye Fan laughed sorrowfully. He faced the heavens. His aged face was full of bitterness and pain.
It was just a single seclusion, but it was even worse than the ancient legends. Seven days in the cave was already a thousand years in the world. This saying was far from enough. Ten thousand years had passed in an instant!
His love and hatred, his joys and sorrows, his hatred and lust, they were all buried in the past. In this world, there was no longer a single person he knew.
He went to the Big Dipper and entered the forbidden region of life!
Ye Fan rushed towards the Big Dipper and arrived here. Unfortunately, it was still a remnant. The starry river here had long collapsed, and nothing could be seen.
He was a lonely traveler. He walked for a hundred years, and his body aged day by day. Even the underworld had disappeared, but his curse never appeared.
He was aimless, without a future. It was difficult to see his old friends and even his enemies had all died. These were the things he feared the most in the depths of his heart. Now, it really happened.
"Is my life going to end here?"
Ye Fan was already completely disheartened. He felt that there was no meaning in living anymore.
"I can't accept this! I can't even protect Little Purple. I can't even protect my good friends and wife. What kind of man am I?!" Ye Fan roared.
He was originally already at a loss. His eyes were originally lifeless, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly became fierce. They flickered with a beam of light that could burn the nine heavens.
"My life definitely shouldn't end here. My children, my friends, they shouldn't die like this. I want to break through the immortality, the end of longevity, and ask the heavens for an explanation!"
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