In the starry sky, in front of the Celestial Court, three grand temples stood erect. The power of faith gathered, and propitious vapors rose. They were like great furnaces that controlled life and death in the world.
This was a rare miracle in this world. The Celestial Emperor's investiture came true. His words were like ten thousand thunders that connected the sky and the earth, giving birth to the creation of the universe!
At this time, there was a grand meeting in the Celestial Court. People sighed that the great era was coming to an end. Many people were getting old, so they gathered here to drink and reminisce about the past.
Pure white immortal mist flowed. Divine orchids and jade grasses grew under the stairs. Divine birds and auspicious beasts came and went. The Celestial Palace was bustling with noise and excitement. Jade tables were placed one after another until they reached a far distance.
Pang Bo was more than three meters tall, but he was still tall and sturdy. His bronze skin had a precious light. He was pulling Zhang Wenchang, Zhang Ziling, Dongfang Ye, and Ji Haoyue to drink and talk.
Tu Fei was slurring his tongue as he pulled Li Heishui to talk about the past. They laughed and cried. Of the five bandits, only the two of them were left.
"Dare I ask for the fairy's name? It's a joyous occasion to meet a peerless beauty on such a beautiful day. Fairy, let me offer you a toast." Although Li Tian's hair was as white as snow, his heart was not old. He swayed his body as he approached Yao Xi. His eyes emitted a wicked light.
"Your wife is here." Beside him, Yan Yixi was still elegant as she reminded him in a low voice.
Li Tian resolutely stood up and walked to the other side, leaving Yao Xi. However, he was still whining in a low voice. "There's a lion roaring at home. It's retribution!"
"Hahaha …" The people around laughed.
Little Que 'er rolled her eyes at them and pulled Yao Xi to the other side. There were Gu Lin, Gu Fei, Xia Jiuyou, who was no longer sad, and Tiny Tot, the lightning phoenix that Ji Ziyue had raised. Even Xiaocao, who came from the Ziwei Galaxy and had accompanied Darling when she was young, was relatively quiet.
"Grandpa Duan, Cai Yusheng, when are we going to do something big?" Longma was drunk as he asked Duan De.
One of the Black Emperor's large claws was placed on the shoulder of the heartless Daoist priest, hugging him, and said with a big tongue, "If there is an immortal treasure, don't hide it. If you attack again, it's time for us to withdraw."
"Ai, there's no time. I've been looking for a good place to bury myself. We'll meet again in the next life, provided that you're still alive." Duan De shook his head and sighed. He reeked of alcohol.
At the side, Wang Shu and Lei Bo poured wine for the Black Emperor and the others. After so many years, the "Two Silver-Blood Emperors" were already old, but they were still very respectful towards their master, the ferocious big black dog.
"Thinking back to the past, Di Zun was young, not dead but still wearing diapers. I was the only one who was supreme. I pointed out the world and looked down on the world. As we chatted and laughed, how many tombs and ancient tombs were reduced to ashes? All of it was because of a single thought of mine. Who in the world is the hero? Look at my peerless beauty … "Duan De was intoxicated.
"Time is like a butcher's knife. It whitens the hair of a hero and bends the waist of an emperor. I am unparalleled in the world … Motherf * cker, I still haven't seen the Innate Saint Physique Dao Embryo!" The Black Emperor complained drunkenly.
A heavenly soldier came to report that Li Ruoyu had arrived. Zhang Wenchang and the others were overjoyed, and they personally went to welcome him.
Not long after, Bai Ye came looking for him. He was a youth who came from the battlefield of the first pass of the ancient road's nine Imperial Passes. He wasn't suitable for cultivation in the early stages, but after receiving Ye Fan's encouragement and guidance, he persevered with great willpower and became an expert of a generation.
Even though he wasn't Ye Fan's disciple, he had the friendship of a master and disciple. He sat together with Huahua, Yang Xi, Zhang Qingyang, and Long Yuxuan, drinking cup after cup of wine. It was quite a lively scene.
Ye Tong and Jiang Tingting were also present. One had a Great Yang Physique, and the other had a Great Yin Physique. They had long become husband and wife, but even after so many years, they still didn't have any children. This left everyone feeling regretful. Everyone wanted to see just how heaven-defying their descendant's bloodline was.
There were many people here, but unfortunately, quite a few people had passed away. For example, the twelve saints of the past had been replenished several times, and now, only the Nine-Tailed Crocodile, Golden-Winged Peng, and Longma remained.
Within the grand imperial court, everyone toasted and exchanged cups, drinking and chatting merrily. There was laughter, and there were also tears. Their emotions were sincere.
Ye Fan had asked everyone if they wished to live forever, but the replies were different.
"The most important thing in life is a peaceful and satisfied state of mind. This is enough."
"This emperor will die with everlasting regret if I don't see the Innate Saint Physique Dao Embryo!"
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Honglong!
In the distance, smoke and dust rushed into the heavens. One could vaguely sense imperial dao laws spreading outwards, leaving everyone shocked. The heavenly palace had been flattened!
The Sacred Prince sprang to his feet and muttered, "This naughty little thing!" He knew who did it.
At the same time, Pang Bo also stood up and said angrily, "This little brat is really getting more and more outrageous."
As expected, there were heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals reporting, and it was not different from what they had expected.
The sacred prince's only son had come into the world again, running out from the divine source. While everyone was drinking, he and Pang Bo's favorite descendant had once again created havoc in the heavenly palace, tearing down a few ancient palaces.
The little monkey and Pang Gu had been sealed when they were very young. Even the sacred prince's immortal iron rod and Pang Bo's Demon Emperor Ruler had been sealed into the source along with them.
It had to be said that the little monkey was too mischievous. Every time it woke up, it would sneak out from the source. It was very mischievous, running around everywhere, and was addicted to playing around.
This made people not know whether to laugh or cry. It was clearly sealed in the divine source, but in the end, it came into the world again and again, running out every few decades to cause trouble. How did it look like it was sealed? It made people not know whether to laugh or cry.
It was one thing for it to come into the world by itself, but it often called a few children, such as Pang Gu this time.
Fortunately, Ye Fan was the current Celestial Emperor and could refine the divine source liquid at any time. Otherwise, he couldn't afford to waste it.
"Mom, save me!" The little monkey was brought over by the sacred prince. Its large black eyes moved about, looking very sneaky. It howled miserably in the midst of its delicious food, asking for help.
The Six-Eared Macaque went up and gave him a series of slaps, spanking his buttocks. "If you dare sneak out again, I'll beat your buttocks and directly seal you so that you won't wake up for a million years."
"No, mom, I was wrong. I only ran out because I missed you all," the little monkey cried out.
Everyone smiled.
The music ended and everyone dispersed. The heavenly imperial court became quiet, and only Ye Fan was left. He stood in front of the window, the moonlight sprinkling a layer of pure white radiance on him.
"Is this era really going to end?"
Up until now, he was the only one who was still rising. His blood energy was overflowing, and he was still becoming stronger. Meanwhile, the others who were still alive had either reached their old age or were starting to decline.
Who could sing all the way in life?
Ye Fan looked at the starry sky. Perhaps if they gathered again, there would be a lot fewer people.
The golden era had reached its end, and the scene of the bright stars could no longer be seen. The geniuses of the past were all old, and many had even died from old injuries.
After the extreme glory, the withering had already begun to appear.
During this period, Ye Fan had gone to the ancient road once, and then he went to various places. Unfortunately, there weren't many of the experts who fought for supremacy on the ancient road left, and he only saw a few.
Rui Wei ended his painful life. Feather Immortal and Tuoba Yu passed away in meditation for many years, Mu Guanghan and Ku Toutuo's blood energy declined, and only Ou Ye Mo reached the Quasi-emperor realm.
Five hundred years later, Ye Fan unexpectedly met Yi Qingwu in the starry sky. They looked at each other without saying anything, and only after a long time did they laugh together, their enmity disappearing with a smile.
In reality, at this point, there were no enemies in Ye Fan's heart, only old friends. And Yi Qingwu also finally let go of her worries. In the process of the passing of time, many things could be put down, and the future would be even wider.
The years rose and fell, and when Ye Fan was over eight thousand years old, he was still unbelievably young. His skin was sparkling, and his hair was thick and black, no different from when he was twenty years old. When he was patrolling the lands, he saw Di Tian, Shen Lan, the Human King, the Great Demonic God, and Fairy Qingshi, but they were all old, and they were all disappointed and disappointed. The last cup of wine dissolved all the resentment of the past.
"Heaven Emperor is unrivalled, not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of mental state. All the enemies of the past have become old friends in his heart. I hope we can live longer and be with him …" Di Tian gazed at the sky and sighed to the stars and moon.
The golden era had reached its end, and it was rare to see all kinds of geniuses. They were truly approaching the end.
Ten thousand years passed in a single sigh. How many geniuses and how many beauties were buried in the passage of time?
However, at the end of this era, some geniuses suddenly reappeared in the world. Their sorrowful cries soared into the sky, and they wanted to carry out the last battle of their lives. Their radiance illuminated the entire universe.
They were like comets that ignited the blue dome of heaven, and they were forever engraved in the history books.
During this period, Yin Tiande came, and he requested to fight one last battle with Ye Fan. Ye Fan calmly looked at him. This was a great enemy of the past, the first genius to display divine restrictions. He truly was old, his hair white, but the radiance in his eyes was just that great, like fiery light. He truly desired this, wishing to carry out the final battle against Ye Fan.
"Alright." Ye Fan nodded and agreed to his request.
There was no suspense in the result. No matter how heaven-defying Yin Tiande was, he couldn't block a single attack from Heaven Emperor. The world was boundless, and it had already been several thousand years since Ye Fan could find an opponent.
Ye Fan used his own blood energy to heal Yin Tiande's dao injury, and he turned to leave. More than a thousand years later, Yin Tiande passed away.
During this period, there were other gods and Yan Chongtian who came to challenge him. They burned themselves in the flames, hoping to fight Heaven Emperor and die without regrets.
One was the master of the divine race. He was tenacious and unyielding, and his magical power was matchless. The other was the genius Ye Fan encountered after he crossed the bitter sea of Celestial Being and reached the other shore of the gods. He was known as the second in the starry sky, and he had once eaten part of the essence of the ancient tree of life. However, he was injured by the great dao, and now, he reappeared.
Ye Fan fulfilled their wishes, and he made the warriors walk on the road with clanging sounds. He made them sublimate in the flames, and they blossomed with brilliant smiles.
Thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye!
In the last years of this era, the grand scene of the stars shining once again appeared. One after another, heroes cried sorrowfully in the world, and they rushed to the sky. They released their brilliance under the starry sky, and they carried out their last unyielding struggle.
Unfortunately, in the end, they were powerless to defy the heavens. No one could become an emperor, and the flowers of battle withered one after another.
Who could sing all the way? The golden age finally came to an end, and it was about to come to an end.
The unyielding Zhou Yi, the stunning Jiang Yifei, the peerlessly beautiful Jade Lake Saintess, the legendary Innate Taoist Fetus Zixia, and so on, all withered one after another, and the world could no longer see them.
The unparalleled god Xiang Yufei finally passed away in front of Qinling Lake. He could sleep with the woman he loved, but he was also lonely. Before he passed away, he mentioned the name Gai Jiuyou, and he never moved again.
The golden age had come to an end!
Time was like a knife, and it cut down the proud sons of heaven!
The whole world was silent, and Ye Fan looked at the sky alone. He did not say a word, and no one knew what he was feeling at this time.
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