A blood crow was circling above the moon. Its huge figure covered the sky and covered the earth. It was thousands of miles long and almost covered the entire small planet, casting a huge shadow on it.
In another galaxy, a Longma was running wildly, causing the starry sky to tremble violently. It was cultivating a tyrannical mysterious technique, gathering the essence of the Nine Heavens, and devouring the divine splendor of the galaxy.
Even further away, a large black dog was muttering to itself. Its head was flickering with light, making it look like a small sun. It was walking back and forth in the sky like a human. At times, it would call out Great Emperor Wu Shi, and at other times, it would cry loudly. It seemed to be in a deranged state.
Meanwhile, there was also a lightning phoenix in seclusion on the sun. It was shining with dazzling divine halos, and it was shining with ten different colors.
As for the floating divine islands, there were even more strange phenomena. At the center of the island, there was a bodhi tree swaying with all kinds of radiance. A group of young people was sitting cross-legged, comprehending the great dao.
As for the opposite cliff, there was a small purple Qilin hibernating, as if it was going to soar into the sky. Specks of light dripped down — that was the Qilin divine medicine. Next to the immortal plant, there was a young man who looked like a divine king. Talismans appeared around his body as he breathed in and out quietly. There was also a little girl who wasn't even two years old. Her steps were unsteady, and she couldn't climb up or down. She was cute and mischievous.
When the elder from God's Organization saw this corner of the Celestial Court, he couldn't help but sigh. How astonishing was this? There were so many talented people gathered here, and two divine medicines had taken root here. The Celestial Court's future was bright and resplendent.
He knew that the Celestial Court definitely wasn't just limited to these people, and he had only seen a corner of it. At the very least, he had heard of Ye Tong, Yang Xi, the Human Devil, and the Sacred Prince.
This elder wasn't the only one who had come with Ye Fan. The white-haired Sword God was also here. As they walked, these two supreme experts couldn't help but be moved.
Many curious gazes were cast over from the Heavenly Court, especially from the unreliable large black dog. He suddenly raised his head, and suddenly let out a loud cry. His large head shone, and he said, "Hey, old man, you died so tragically. You fell to the Undying Heavenly Saber."
Anyone would frown upon seeing such a bewitched dog. Wasn't this intentionally cursing people?
"Ignore it. Recently, this dog has gone crazy," Ye Fan said. No matter what, it was still a guest. How could he curse the death of someone who had just arrived in his territory?
"Nonsense, this emperor is very good!" The large black dog widened his eyes, and said in a forlorn tone, "Brat, I can also see you in the future. You'll have white hair, and you'll be a hero past his prime. You'll be sitting alone in the dilapidated universe, and all the stars will be shattered. You'll be in complete silence, and there will be nothing else!"
After saying these words, it raised its head and fell down, no longer breathing. Its entire body was ice-cold, and its head no longer shone, returning to normal.
Ye Fan frowned. He first apologized to the old man from God's Organization, then walked over and pointed his finger at the Black Emperor, who was in a state of cultivation deviation, to wake up.
"Don't worry, I don't have any reservations. This old man's body is already half-buried in the earth, and I'll meet the sovereign at any time, so why would I fear death? Moreover, I have a premonition that I'll battle against the bloodline of the Immortal Heavenly Emperor sooner or later. It's only a matter of time. "The old man didn't mind.
The Black Emperor's eyes were blank, and it didn't know what had happened. It didn't know anything, and its head was throbbing with pain, so it denied its prophecy.
When it tried to cultivate the prequel secret, its head was throbbing with pain, and it couldn't circulate it. It could only give up.
"The future is unpredictable, and you'll naturally be punished for forcefully defying the heavens," the old man said in a meaningful voice. He continued to walk in with Ye Fan in tow.
"That child …" The old man from God's Organization saw the returning Komatsu, and a bashful smile appeared on his face. He was young and immature, and his face was extremely beautiful.
The two people from God's Organization stared at him for a long time, and they didn't say anything.
"This is my disciple. What about him?" Ye Fan asked.
"He's very extraordinary!" The white-haired sword god replied calmly.
"Is he someone with the immortal blood of Kunlun?" The old man squinted his eyes, and didn't say anything else. He didn't say anything else even though Ye Fan asked.
Komatsu was ethereal, and his eyes were sparkling. However, he was a little confused at this moment, and he left in confusion.
"How about handing this little girl over to me as my disciple?" The old man smiled and pointed at Little Violet on the cliff.
"Sure, but she can only be taught in the Celestial Court, and you can't take her away." Ye Fan said. He had a special feeling for this daughter, and his heart was still palpitating when he saw the tens of thousands of years in the future. No matter what, he couldn't let anything happen to this little girl, and they would never be separated.
The old man smiled. They wanted to kidnap him, and bring him to the Celestial Court to sell his life. He could only shake his head, and didn't say anything else.
"Master, are you looking for a melon child? I brought him here! "Huahua held a giant immortal source upside down, and the divine child inside was baring his fangs and brandishing his claws, cursing continuously.
The white-haired sword god didn't feel anything, but the old man's expression was a bit stiff. He squatted down, and without blinking, he looked at the divine child with divine light shooting out from his eyes.
It was clear that his emotions weren't calm, and he almost forgot himself as he took the immortal source into his hands. His breathing gradually became hurried as he looked at the divine child.
Anyone could see that his emotions were stirred up, and the fluctuations of his emotions became more and more intense. Even his lips were trembling, and in the end, he raised the immortal source with a type of respect.
However, the divine child didn't appreciate it at all, and he destroyed the atmosphere. He squinted his eyes and said, "Old man, who are you to dare disturb this young master's peace?"
This was originally a fair and clean little fatty, and he was only two or three years old. He was at the age of simplicity and innocence, but his words were filled with the aura of a gangster, and the old man's fingers immediately trembled.
"Hey, hey, hey, old man, be careful. If you break this young master, you won't be able to pay for it. My life is more precious than everyone in the Celestial Court added together."
"Pa!"
When Huahua heard this, she directly gave him a slap and said, "If I don't beat you for three days, you'll go up the roof and tear the tiles. I haven't taught you a lesson these days, and your skin has become loose again, right?"
"Baldy, don't go too far. This older brother isn't scared. If you have the guts, wait twenty years for me to beat you until your head is full of bumps!" The little fatty was full of a bandit's aura, and the old man was a bit dumbstruck. He held him up just like that, and they stared at each other.
"Old man, you old pervert, if you dare to look at this older brother's little bird again, I'll pee on your face!" The divine child said. He was lifted into the air by the old man, and their positions were indeed facing each other. He was extremely dissatisfied, and he let out a threatening sound.
The old man's face twitched. This was different from what he had imagined. This chubby little guy wasn't pure at all. Why did he seem like a little ruffian?
Huahua didn't care about these things, and directly gave him a beating. This made the little fatty cry out strangely, and he was extremely angry.
"Don't hit him!" The old man hurriedly stopped him, and he had Ye Fan find a quiet place. He wanted to have a deep conversation.
In the end, he chose a secret room, and he laid down layers of symbols to prevent information from leaking out. The old man's expression was extremely serious, and he said seriously, "Can you hand this child over to us?"
"No!" Before Ye Fan could express his opinion, the divine child himself didn't want to do it. He shouted loudly, "Who are you, you perverted old man? This little grandpa isn't going with you!"
"Huahua, drag him out. Let him talk to the little girl," said Ye Fan.
"I'm not going!" The divine child cried out in fear. He tossed and turned in the immortal source, and he wouldn't leave even if he was beaten to death.
"How could his personality be like this?" The old man looked at the divine child, and he frowned. Could this still be connected to that person who overlooked the Nine Heavens Ten Earths, and stood proudly above all of history?
"Are you sure he's the one you're looking for?" asked Ye Fan.
"I'm sure. In the past, Di Zun left behind a divine statue. We've deduced it, and we've restored his appearance throughout his life. From birth to old age, we can all recognize his appearance," said the white-haired sword god.
"This silly boy is Di Zun … a similar flower?" Huahua's eyes widened in shock, and she couldn't believe everything.
The little fatty blinked his eyes in confusion, and he said, "What Di Zun? It's none of my business!"
The old man and the white-haired sword god were speechless. They couldn't say anything, and they didn't know what to say.
"He's Di Zun? What a joke. Is Di Zun a fatty?" Huahua laughed heartlessly, and she didn't believe it at all. Such disrespectful words made the eyebrows of the two people from the God's Organization twitch.
The little fatty finally understood his value, and he was no longer confused. He put on airs and shouted, "I'm Di Zun. You two, throw this damn baldy out, and smack his butt into eighteen pieces!"
The old man and the white-haired sword god looked at each other, and they really suspected that they had found the wrong person. Di Zun was so dignified, and he didn't like to smile. How could such a person come from that line?
"Hehe!" Huahua laughed strangely, and he beat up the divine child as fast as lightning. He said, "So, Di Zun is like this. Damn fatty, let me beat you up first, and I'll be proud when I mention you in the future. Di Zun, that fatty, was beaten up by me before!"
"Wayaya, I'm going to kill you. Don't force me to break my Celestial Source. Once I come out to cultivate, I'll suppress all of you!" the little fatty threatened.
This pair of clowns made people not know whether to laugh or cry.
When Ye Fan asked Huahua to take the little fatty out, the old man told them the truth. The divine child wasn't the same flower as Di Zun, but he was most likely Di Zun's son, the only descendant.
"Back then, it was said that there was a young master in the Celestial Court, but no one saw him. He didn't appear even after Di Zun passed away."
For this rumor, the divine child searched through the ages, visited many ruins, and connected countless pieces of history. In this era, it was finally confirmed that the bloodline had fallen into the hands of Ye Fan.
Ye Fan touched his chin. He looked into the little fatty's consciousness, and it was a vast expanse of emptiness. There were only fragments related to Earth, and there were cries of all living beings and grand sacrificial sounds. It was as if they were burying an ancient emperor.
If this was true, how shocking would it be? The son of Di Zun, the power of his bloodline was heaven-defying!
"If it's Di Zun's bloodline, why isn't there his Celestial Scripture in the consciousness, and why isn't there any entrustment from him?" Ye Fan said.
"Perhaps Di Zun believed that his child would surpass him one day, and there was no need to leave the Celestial Scripture for him," the old man said. He thought about the records in the ancient books, and he was even more convinced that Di Zun was such a person.
Ye Fan pondered, feeling that something wasn't right. He reserved his opinion about the little fatty's true origins.
"Master, it's bad!" At this moment, Huahua rushed in. Her face was full of anxiety, and she said, "Brother Ye Tong has been heavily injured by someone!"
Ye Fan stood up and walked out in large strides. From afar, he saw Ye Tong sitting under the Bodhi tree. His entire body was covered in blood, and the space between his eyebrows was dim. Blood energy was rising, and he was using a secret technique to heal himself.
There was a black gas in his body that didn't disperse, and it was difficult to expel it from his body. It corroded his primordial spirit and flesh, and it was difficult to remove in a short period of time.
Ye Fan walked forward, and a beam of celestial light entered Ye Tong's body. He used supreme magic power to suppress the black gas, and after a moment, it was restrained.
"The Netherworld Demon God, the third divine general under the Undying Heavenly Emperor. I didn't expect him to still be alive!" The old man revealed a serious expression.
The Phoenix Nest was about to take action, and they wanted to secretly get rid of the great figures of the Celestial Court. Even the Netherworld Demon God had come into being to personally kill Ye Tong.
"It's time to have a showdown with the Phoenix Nest!" Ye Fan said coldly.
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