Within the pure land, flower petals fluttered about, stained with blood. They shined like crystals and sprinkled down like a rain of tears. It was a poignant beauty.
The white-clothed God King sat beneath a tree, his eyes closed. He didn't move at all. The blood of a divine being flowed out, blooming into the most beautiful flowers in the world, causing everything else to lose their splendor.
This was an eternal scene. No matter how many years passed, it would never fade. It was unforgettable, forever engraved in people's hearts.
The world was very peaceful. There was only the sound of falling flowers. They sparkled and danced about in the air. A sweet fragrance filled the air as they flew out of the pure land and fell into the divine city.
There were clearly many people crying out and the people of the Jiang Family were crying out in sorrow, but this world seemed so peaceful. Only this eternal scene appeared.
This was the power of the pure land. It caused the world to become peaceful. All noise and clamor was purified, becoming a part of this beautiful scene.
Within the pure land, Ye Fan couldn't move or speak. He couldn't stop this at all.
Six sparkling flowers of blood bloomed, flying out from the God King's chest one after another. They were beautiful and gorgeous, like rainbow-colored phoenixes soaring through the air. They landed on Ye Fan's body.
This was the blood of a divine being. It could purify all techniques in the world. Even a peerless God King only had a small amount of it. Once the six flowers of blood appeared, it was almost completely exhausted.
Divine beings possessed a miraculous effect that defied the heavens. The first blood flower fell and dripped into the precelestial dao diagram. Ye Fan's body immediately shook as if he had broken free from a layer of shackles.
He wanted to shout out for the God King to stop, but no sound came out. His heart was burning with impatience, but he couldn't change anything.
The second divine blood flower fell. The precelestial dao diagram was dyed red. It sparkled and became a bit different. The pain from Ye Fan's shattering body sharply decreased.
"Bo", "Bo" …
Six divine blood flowers fell one after another, submerging into Ye Fan's body. They flowed into the precelestial dao diagram, allowing him to immediately move. His body and divine sense were both nourished.
"Senior, hurry and stop!" Ye Fan shouted.
The supreme Divine King sat cross-legged without moving. The seventh God Spirit Blood Flower bloomed. He wanted to use the God Blood to cleanse Ye Fan of the curse, purify the Great Dao, and sever the karma.
This was a type of self-sacrificing action. Once the blood of a deity flowed out, the divine king would most likely cease to exist. This blood was the foundation of his status as an exceptional expert. Perhaps he would pass away in a moment's time.
The innate patterns grew dim. The divine blood was incomparably profound after all, able to purify all karma and wipe out great dao patterns.
Ye Fan stumbled over. He wanted to approach the verdant tree and approach the white-robed Godking, but the pure land seemed to have no end. No matter how he ran, he could not approach it.
"Senior, if you die, what face do I have to live on? I don't want you to use your life blood to extinguish my curse!"
"Pop!"
The eighth God Spirit Blood Flower bloomed. The white-robed Godking became even more auspicious. He sat cross-legged beneath the divine tree and a divine radiance flowed around his body. He was like a divine spirit walking towards the end of his life.
The crystalline rain of flowers fell on his body, making him stand aloof from the world. He used his own strength to defy the heavens and repair the broken path for the saint body. He wanted to use his own blood to cleanse the innate dao diagram.
"Pop!"
The ninth God Spirit Blood Flower bloomed. The innate dao diagram was cut out and rushed out from Ye Fan's body, floating in the air. This was the power of the divine blood; it could sever karma.
The supreme Divine King used his own strength to forcefully sever the connection between the dao diagram and Ye Fan, but he still couldn't erase the patterns. At this time, his divine blood had been completely drained and he only had nine left.
The pure land shook. The Godking seemed to have been petrified. He remained motionless without a trace of strength left.
"Divine King Ancestor!" The Jiang Family cried out in sorrow. At this time, their voices finally rang out.
The pure land dimmed. It could no longer calm the world. The outside world was already in an uproar. Many cultivators were in an uproar.
"The Godking is about to die in meditation. His peerless era has come to an end!"
"What a pity. A Godking of a generation. 4000 years ago, he was a valiant hero who looked down on the world. But when he was at the peak of his power, he was sealed in the purple mountain. After he returned, his beauty had died and he was already past his prime."
"The peerless Godking looked down on the world. Although he was a sovereign in this world, he lived a miserable life. Now, his life is about to end."
…
There was no one who wasn't moved. Everyone was discussing this and many people were sighing. The life of the white-robed Godking left them all sighing.
Ye Fan cried out. He finally threw himself beneath the Godking Tree and prostrated himself in front of the Godking. Hot tears rolled down from his eyes.
"Godking, you can't die …"
The Godking opened his eyes, but they were dim and lifeless. He said, "The world doesn't approve. The curse hasn't been broken. I'm only one step away."
"Godking, there's no need to say anymore. I have a qilin divine medicine seed here. Hurry and eat it." Although Ye Fan saw the Godking open his eyes, he felt even more uneasy.
The moment the qilin divine medicine appeared, a boundless aura of life immediately filled the air. The entire pure land was filled with vitality.
"There's no need." The white-robed Godking shook his head. Then, with a tap of his finger, Ye Fan was immobilized once again.
The peerless Godking chanted the sonorous voice of the Great Dao. It resounded through the world, suppressing all other sounds. Even the tiny golden lifeform that was undergoing its tribulation not far away felt much better. The lightning that filled the sky was suppressed.
Everyone was astonished. How could the peerless Godking still have such a cultivation after losing all his divine spirit blood? His cultivation realm was just too high. Just as the Sovereign of the Eventide had said, he had definitely surpassed the Great Perfection Godking realm.
All the divine voices of the Great Dao gathered towards a single point, enveloping the Connate dao diagram that floated in the air in a bid to obliterate it.
These sound waves had form and substance. They were like rainbow-colored ripples that were clearly visible. They were extremely resplendent and possessed an indescribable charm.
In the outside world, all the cultivators fell silent. They could sense a loftiness and vastness. Many people felt a sense of peace in their hearts as they seemed to comprehend something under the heavenly voice of the Great Dao.
"Heavens, this is … the Overture of God!"
Finally, someone sensed the mysteries and understood what sort of mighty power it was. They could not help but cry out in surprise.
"How is this possible? How many times has the Overture of God been played since ancient times?!"
"This song is not completely related to one's cultivation. It is a manifestation of one's mental state. It contains one's understanding of the Dao and one's comprehension of the various forms of the mortal world."
"Legend has it that the Overture of God is only the initial stage. If one were to develop a true divine song, they would obtain a power that is close to that of a divine spirit!"
No one was not shocked. They never imagined that the white-robed Godking would be so brilliant as to comprehend the Overture of God.
Although it had nothing to do with one's cultivation and was only a sublimation of one's mental state, a cultivator's greatest potential lay in their heart. One day, they might be able to illuminate the world.
"The Godking lived a miserable life. Only in this way did he comprehend the Overture of God."
Everyone thought of the Godking's life. Half of his life was lonely, and the other half was miserable. He had lost a beauty and was in his twilight years. He had too many regrets.
"The Godking has exhausted all of his divine spirit blood to perform the Divine Movement. He really is prepared to die here."
Everyone understood his meaning. They knew that it was impossible for him to live in this world for much longer. Perhaps ending this life filled with sorrow and regret was a form of release.
"Godking …" Many people from the Jiang Family wept.
Even the other cultivators were infected. Many people felt their noses turn sour and their eyes dry up. They lamented the life of a peerless Godking. He had truly lived a pitiful life.
The Overture of God seemed to possess the power of a divine spirit. It submerged the dao diagram in the air. Seven-colored ripples fluctuated, causing it to constantly dim.
Flower petals fell down one after another, stained with blood. The Overture of God lingered in the pure land, but the Godking's life force grew weaker and weaker. He was like a lamp that could be extinguished at any moment.
Ye Fan wanted to roar out loud, but he couldn't move in the end. Hot tears tumbled out from his eyes. This was an unbearable kindness. It was too heavy!
"I don't want this!" He roared out in his heart, but he couldn't change anything.
The ancient curse was nearly unresolvable. For hundreds of thousands of years, not a single person had been able to break through the four extreme secret realms. The price to pay to break through these shackles was just too great.
The Godking was using his life to repair his broken path. He used the divine spirit blood to form the dao diagram and the Overture of God to erase the innate patterns to sever his karma. However, this was the price of his life.
"Pop!"
Within the pure land, flowers and grass withered one after another. Leaves danced about chaotically, falling all over the ground. This small world that was filled with vitality was approaching its end.
The Godking couldn't hold on anymore. It was difficult for the pure land to continue existing in this world. It was about to disappear, no longer existing.
"Hu!"
A light breeze blew past. Withered leaves flew about chaotically in the pure land and hundreds of flowers withered. It instantly lost all vitality.
There was a deathly stillness as far as the eye could see. The tinkling spiritual spring had dried up and the fragrant flowers and grass had withered. There was a deathly atmosphere.
Lush and vitality no longer existed. There was only desolation and decay. The pure land had become a land of death. There was no longer any light. It quickly darkened and became ice cold.
The only light came from the center of the pure land. Only the Godking's ancient tree hadn't fallen. But, yellow leaves were drifting about, filling the air with the bleakness of autumn.
This ancient tree was named the Godking Tree. It shared the same life as the peerless Godking. If it withered away, that meant that the Godking's life had come to an end.
The Overture of God lingered about, making the dark and gloomy pure land seem a bit bleak. The Godking's ancient tree was almost completely bare. Withered leaves danced about in the air.
The Jiang Family cried out in sorrow. Many people cried out, but they couldn't stop this.
The dao diagram in the pure land was gradually erased and vanished. Finally, it disappeared without a trace. The curse of the holy land had been broken. The peerless Godking had defied the heavens to repair his broken path!
But, he himself had lost his vitality. His eyes lost their luster. He looked up at the ancient tree and saw that there wasn't a single leaf on it.
The Overture of God was supposed to open the path towards divinity. But today, it wasn't for the Godking himself, but to help Ye Fan, helping him break through his shackles.
The connate dao diagram had completely disappeared. It was lost forever. Heaven and earth didn't approve of it. The Godking had defied the heavens and changed everything.
"Godking!" Ye Fan was finally able to move. He rushed forward with tears in his eyes. He took out the seed of the Divine Medicine of Immortality and wanted to let the Godking consume it, but he couldn't.
Although the eyes of the Godking in White were dim, he was very determined. He slowly stood up, still looking down on the world. His aura didn't weaken in the slightest.
"I can't die yet." That was all he said. He walked out step by step.
Ye Fan followed behind and appeared in the big world, standing side by side with the Godking in the night sky.
Whoosh!
The Divine City was in an uproar.
After hundreds of thousands of years, the Sacred Body of the Ancients had finally broken the curse. There might be a complete sacred body in the future!
Everyone looked at Ye Fan, and their expressions flickered. That was especially true of the younger generation, who felt an incredible pressure weighing down on them.
It was a physique that had an unparalleled reputation in the primordial era. When it matured, it could challenge the Great Emperors of old. Its reappearance made it difficult for the supreme sectmasters of Zhongzhou to calm down.
Endless murderous intent rushed toward Ye Fan like an ocean. It was boundless and surrounded him.
At this moment, he truly understood what it meant to be the enemy of the whole world!
However, he was not afraid at all. His black hair danced in the wind, and his eyes were deep. He stood in the void and looked around. He was extremely calm and composed!
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