Ye Fan roared crazily, hair disheveled, blood energy surging. Emperor fists rumbled, making the stars in the heavens tremble, changing their trajectories along with him, all of them resonating.
He moved the sun, moon, and stars, the Nine Heavens Ten Earths beneath his feet. Unfortunately, he still couldn't change anything. Those heroes had long passed away many years ago. Meanwhile, what was even more tragic was that the people at his side were also passing away one after another. He could only watch helplessly.
Only after a long time had passed did he calm down. What was left in this life? There was only battle! A boundless long life battle diagram was laid out before him, needing him to use his entire life to battle!
Xia Jiuyou's white clothes were like snow. Even though she was exceptionally beautiful, she was still extremely wooden. She had been searching for her master's whereabouts for so many years. Right now, she was completely dispirited, walking alone, extremely lonely, heading into the distance.
"Wait, let me think of a way. Perhaps I can make Senior Gai reappear in this world." Ye Fan called out from behind. When he saw the past genius young lady like this, it was hard for him to calm down.
"Is there a way?" Xia Jiuyou turned around, her eyes carrying watery mist. Meanwhile, the strand of white hair within her fine black hair was especially striking.
"I am searching for all types of long life methods, just that they aren't all that mature yet. There is one method that I can give a try." Ye Fan said honestly.
Six thousand years, most of his time spent comprehending the dao. He walked quite far on this path, drawing on all of the 'dao' and 'paths' the ancients could expound.
"What method?"
"I wish to borrow the power of faith to make senior reappear in this world." Ye Fan said. However, he sighed inwardly. He knew that the chances were extremely slim, almost impossible to succeed. Only, when he saw the genius young lady grow old, moreover in such a pitiful state, he hoped that he could find a type of spiritual sustenance for her.
Of course, this wasn't to say that there was no chance of success. This was the great dao of Amitabha, something that Ye Fan had previously researched for five hundred years, producing many problems.
During this process, Ye Fan had previously sighed. That old monk had reached great heights in this dao, surpassing all previous generations. The Sakyamuni could be considered a rebirth of a portion of his divine will.
"Can it really succeed?" Xia Jiuyou's eyes were filled with tears. After all these years, she felt helpless and sad, but there was nothing she could do.
"Yes, but I need your help!" Ye Fan gave her faith.
"Good!" Xia Jiuyou's eyes flashed with an astonishing radiance.
The group returned to the Celestial Court. After returning, Ye Fan personally built a temple and began to seal gods. This was a shocking move.
In the name of the Celestial Thearch, he established a grand temple in the cosmos. His voice rumbled, shaking the sea of stars and spreading to every region! That day, he was incomparably serious, personally presiding over the sealing of the Nine Underworlds as a deity. The first wave of willpower that surged towards the divine temple was his Celestial Emperor Will, making that place hazy with golden light, forging a precious body.
The second wave of will power was Xia Jiuyou's will that was filled with sorrow. Even though it couldn't compare to Heavenly Emperor Will, it was still radiant and holy, pouring in.
With a loud explosion, streaks of lightning struck down from the sky as if they were going to punish such a heaven-defying action. After all, this was a Great Emperor who was trying to become a god and there was a high chance that he would succeed.
"Disperse!" Ye Fan angrily rebuked. Two streaks of blazing lightning erupted from his eyes, shattering the lightning tribulation and destroying the heavenly punishment. All of this was completed with a single thought.
This kind of mighty power shocked the mortal world!
The Nine Underworlds Divine Temple was grand and magnificent. It stood at the side of the Celestial Court. As soon as it appeared, auspicious light shone and multicolored colors filled the sky. The sickly elder's phantom appeared indistinctly.
This truly shocked many people. The experts of the world were incomparably shaken. Everyone knew that Ye Fan definitely used a supreme technique to construct this divine temple and touched upon the forbidden domain.
The monkey, Pang Bo, Li Heishui, Dongfang Ye, Li Tian, Yan Yixi, the Black Emperor, and the others all came. They couldn't help but sigh and pay their respects because the sickly elder was worthy of all of them paying their respects.
That day, many experts rushed over from all over the cosmos, all of them sighing in admiration. On the hazy divine position of the divine temple, there really was a figure sitting cross-legged. Ye Fan's method was too heaven-defying.
The many experts of the Celestial Court paid their respects like this, causing the entire divine temple to shine with golden light and all sorts of strange phenomena were triggered. Because they were all experts, their psyche power was naturally extremely powerful.
"Is it useful?" The monkey asked in private.
"I don't know, maybe," replied Ye Fan.
The inheritance of the flesh and blood was the continuation of life. The transmission of faith was also the immortality of the spirit. Ye Fan studied the dao of faith and restored the various ancient techniques of Amitabha.
The life imprints of the ancestors lived in the bodies of the descendants. And the faith of the experts who had been passed down by the people of the world lived in the hearts of the masses. As long as they were awakened, they might be able to return and create another Gai Jiuyou.
This was the fundamental reason why Ye Fan tried this method.
Xia Jiuyou was the great priest of this divine temple. From this day onwards, he began to preach to the world. He hoped that more people would remember his master's kindness and have their psyche power surge over.
Of course, this required more concrete and practical actions. She began to do all kinds of good deeds every day. She used her great magic power to appear in the major star regions, in the mortal world, in the cultivation world, to help others.
After that, every star that had a giant city of the Celestial Court built a grand divine temple. It developed everywhere because truly becoming a god required a huge amount of faith power.
In the central divine temple built by Ye Fan himself, a drop of blood was sealed in a divine crystal. It contained a powerful wave of life and was placed in the hand of the hazy "divine body."
With Ye Fan's current strength, he could naturally use this blood to revive Gai Jiuyou's body. But that would only be the body. It wouldn't have a spiritual sense.
Therefore, he didn't do it.
"Uncle, my father wants to invite you over." On this day, Ji Chengdao rushed over. Although he was no weaker than his father and stood in the Quasi-emperor's domain, there were a few strands of white hair on his head.
Ye Fan nodded. He took a step out, bringing him back to the ancient star where the Ji Family was currently located.
This left Ji Chengdao horrified. Was this the methods of a Celestial Emperor? He felt that he should be able to fight against supreme beings, but compared to Ye Fan, he was still far inferior.
After many years, Ji Haoyue's hair had already turned gray, gaining a type of dignity. He was truly like an unrivalled divine king, looking down on the world.
Now, the Ji Family was extremely glorious. The only flaw was that they lost Ji Ziyue. This made many people feel sentimental, missing her greatly.
However, because of this, the Ji Family's might shook the universe. It was because Ji Ziyue became an immortal. She was of the Ji Family's bloodline, the descendant of the Void Emperor. As such, she left behind an endless legend.
"The Void Mirror is shining, sometimes bright red and resplendent, as if blood is surging." Ji Haoyue took out that half broken mirror.
The mirror's surface was dim. Right now, there were no abnormalities, as if it was covered in a layer of rust. The ancient marks recorded the cruelty, glory, and achievements of the past.
It had to be said that this was a legendary precious mirror that was dyed in the blood of too many supreme beings. It had a chance of becoming an immortal mirror, much more powerful than ordinary emperor weapons. It only lacked an opportunity.
Unfortunately, it didn't wait until the moment of transformation.
Back then, Ye Fan had previously studied this mirror, even more so entering the Flying Immortal Star because of it. Unfortunately, he didn't discover any abnormalities with this mirror. Later on, he returned this mirror to the Ji Family. He didn't want to see this object and think of them, feeling emotional.
This was the first time he held this mirror after becoming a Celestial Emperor. He immediately felt a wave of fluctuation, a type of life aura. The divine mirror didn't die, lamenting in loneliness. Unfortunately, ordinary people couldn't hear it.
"I will reforge you. Is there anything you want to tell me?" Ye Fan said softly.
He displayed matchless magical force, operating great divine abilities. This was the first time he explored the Void Mirror like this. Things were no longer the same as before. As a Celestial Emperor, he could do many things he couldn't do in the past.
With a hong sound, Ye Fan opened up a hazy space in the Void Mirror. That was the location of the sealed void. In the past, no one could move it, unable to open it.
Even the Void Mirror himself couldn't do anything, because it was half crippled.
At this moment, the hazy void opened up, and a broken half of a bloody corpse fell out. This made Ye Fan's heart grieve greatly.
Meanwhile, the usually dignified and steady Ji Haoyue couldn't help but cry out, "Little ancestor!"
"What? He's Little ancestor?!" Ji Chengdao also cried out. Everyone from the Ji Family hurried over. They were all alarmed, and a huge commotion broke out.
"Ji Zi!" Ye Fan trembled. He reached out his hands to carry this half of the corpse. His hands were full of blood, and the body was in tatters. There were injuries left behind by a supreme being everywhere.
It really was Ji Zi. Ye Fan's heart was trembling. In the battle back then, he had watched helplessly as this broken half of the mirror left with this broken body. After that, he had searched for it for many years, but he couldn't find it.
Today, he finally saw it!
"Before the Void Emperor disappeared in the end, he apologetically left his child's body and sealed him in the broken mirror, leaving behind a ray of hope." Ye Fan deduced the truth.
Ji Zi was in the mirage where the deity born from the precious mirror should be sitting cross-legged. He was eternally sealed by a mysterious power, and this was also the reason why the broken mirror would occasionally emit multicolored light for so many years. It needed to circulate its essence to seal Ji Zi.
On the half of the corpse, the head was still there. Under the situation where Ye Fan concentrated supreme blood essence, a faint fluctuation was actually transmitted over.
"Ji Zi!" Ye Fan shouted loudly. He was so excited that he was trembling.
"Is Little ancestor still alive?"
"His sea of consciousness is already dead, but there seemed to be a bit of spiritual consciousness fluctuation just now. I must save him!" said Ye Fan. He carried Ji Zi, and like a sudden clap of thunder, he tore apart heaven and earth and directly returned to the Celestial Court.
On this day, he was in seclusion, and no one was allowed to disturb him. He used supreme magic power to defy the heavens and seize Ji Zi's life.
"Ji Zi, you must come back to life. We three brothers still need to drink to our heart's content. How can we not have you?!" The monkey rushed over after hearing the news. Even someone as unyielding and domineering as him almost shed tears. He thought about the past when he fought with Ye Fan and Ji Zi against the Heavenly Prince, Huang Xudao, and the eight divine generals.
Ye Fan came out of seclusion and carried Ji Zi's broken body. He plucked the Qilin Immortal Herb and refined it into Ji Zi's body without hesitation.
"He's Uncle Ji Zi. He's so pitiful. Uncle Ye Fan, you must save him." The little sacred ape said with a childish voice. It was rare that it didn't jump up and down and cause havoc in the heavenly palace.
In the end, Ye Fan built a majestic temple and placed Ji Zi inside to seal him. Of course, it was different this time. He only sealed Ji Zi halfway because he felt that Ji Zi hadn't completely died yet.
On this day, thunder rumbled in the Celestial Court. Auspicious light broke through the thirty-third layer of heaven. Ye Fan used supreme magic power to construct the Divine Altar of Creation, hoping to awaken Ji Zi in the future and bring him back to life.
Kacha!
On the same day, on the ancient Amitabha Planet, in front of a dilapidated temple covered in weeds, a stone buddha cracked open. At the same time, a stone golden-winged roc appeared on the shoulder of the buddha and began to shine. Then, it turned golden.
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