Yuan Gu died. His ambitions, his loneliness, and his regrets all turned into specks of light that scattered with the wind.
In the end, such a powerful man severed his dao, yet he couldn't sever his emotions and emotions. He carried a heavy burden and came to this world alone to prove his dao. He had blood, flesh, and tears.
When the light rain disappeared, so did the glow of the sunset. The sky darkened and a cold wind blew across the desolate land. Everything came to an end.
Ye Fan won, but he didn't feel the joy he should have. Yuan Gu actually spoke in a sorrowful voice before his death. He stretched out his arms and faced the darkness alone. Those words had touched him.
For the sake of the hope in his heart, he had given up everything, but in the end, it was all for naught. How many people in the world were like this? They had struggled, experienced joy, sorrow, loneliness, and in the end, it was all for naught.
Everyone was the main character in their own life and had their own story. Yuan Gu was strong, but because of their different standpoints and paths, he fought a life and death battle with Ye Fan. There was no right or wrong, but in the end, he became a pile of scattered bones on the road to becoming an emperor. His love and hatred came to an end just like that.
This was the merciless path of proving one's dao. To give up, to let go, to throw away one's loved ones and emotions. But in the end, there might not be any results. Using one's own blood and bones to forge another's path to becoming an emperor, leaving behind only a sad song.
In the same place, a similar thing happened during the Supreme Ancient Immemorial Era. Two heavenly geniuses had a life and death battle. It could be said to be a battle between young Sacred Emperors, causing the heavens to boil.
The Yuan Emperor won that battle and defeated the strongest enemy in his life. From then on, he walked on the path of proving his dao. A million years later, a new cycle began. However, his descendant was defeated and died.
The Dawnperch Plains was destined to be an extraordinary place. Maybe a hundred thousand or a million years later, there would be another pair of young emperors fighting for supremacy, leaving behind another legend.
The entire battlefield was silent. Everyone watched as the light rain disappeared. Yuan Gu's final wish was to return to the Supreme Ancient Immemorial Era, but this was obviously impossible.
It was unknown who let out a sigh first. Yuan Gu was a true person, but in the end, he had such a sad ending. This caused the hearts of those who wanted to prove their dao to be moved.
After a short period of silence, the people of the Primitive Lake let out roars of unwillingness. Many people rushed up with killing intent, turning into a torrent that swept towards Ye Fan. The vast plains were filled with killing intent, like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.
Black mist surged and killing intent surged. Many people in the Primitive Lake felt their hearts drip blood. This was the eighth generation grandson of the Primitive Emperor. He only lived to prove his dao, yet he died just like that. They felt as if they lost a treasure, throwing away tens of thousands of years of heavenly luck.
"Bzz!"
A streak of cold light flew out, shooting towards Ye Fan's head. This was a small silver spear the length of a chopstick, an archaic treasure. It aimed straight for the space between his brows, about to impale him to death.
Ye Fan moved sideways, not going to receive it. It was because this small silver spear that was the length of a chopstick had ripples everywhere, carved with endless patterns. It wasn't something a normal person could produce.
Light flashed from the center of Ye Fan's brows. The Violet-Golden Hammer produced a ripple. This was a damaged sacred weapon. It shattered the small world on the spot, turning it into ashes.
"Kill him!" A light flashed from the center of Ye Fan's brows. The Violet-Golden Hammer produced a ripple. This was a damaged sacred weapon. It shattered the small world on the spot, turning it into ashes.
"Kill him!"
It was unknown who shouted. A large green claw stretched out from the void, covering the entire sky. It actually emitted the might of a saint, wanting to destroy Ye Fan.
The center of Ye Fan's brows flashed again. A strand of violet-golden ripple shot out like a soaring dragon. It flickered with brilliance and blocked that large claw while he himself rapidly retreated.
"What are you still staring blankly for? Kill the human race's saint body and take revenge for Yuan Gu!" Someone shouted from the Dawnperch Plains.
At the same time, several large hands reached down from the heavens. They came from different people, and they all possessed the might of a saint. They were incomparably terrifying, and their auras were intimidating.
They were all experts with one foot in the ancestral king realm. These people could sweep through a region and wipe out several clans. They all took action against Ye Fan.
"I will fight a decisive battle against Yuan Gu. Life and death are up to fate. What is the meaning of this?" Ye Fan looked towards the sky.
"You dare kill the ancient emperor's descendant? Even ten thousand deaths cannot atone for your crimes. How can you live? Pay with your lowly life!" In the end, a total of six large hands reached down. They weren't true ancestral kings, but they were still close.
The space between Ye Fan's brows blossomed with violet-golden ripples. They split into six in total and shot towards the six large hands. Each of them contained a strand of nine-colored divine flame from the fiery domain that could burn everything.
"Chi!"
In the sky, the six large hands all trembled and quickly disappeared into the void. No one understood what was happening.
"What are you all waiting for? The human race's saint body killed the ancient emperor's bloodline. This is a great crime that cannot be pardoned. Let's kill him together." Someone hooted and instigated in secret.
Ye Fan watched with cold eyes. Regardless of whether it was those who took action or those who were hooting, none of them were from the Primitive Lake Emperor Clan. There were people who harbored unfathomable motives and were purposely stirring up a dispute.
"This is a fair battle. This battle has a result. You all are bewitching people's hearts. Do you want the Primitive Lake to start a war with the human race?" Someone shouted.
At the same time, a dazzling streak of light surged. Great dao patterns filled the sky and blood energy surged like a sea. The Barbarian King walked out and continuously flicked his fingers. People continuously cried out miserably. There was a black tortoise on his head.
Within the crowd, more than ten figures turned into bloody light. Their bodies and souls were completely destroyed. They were precisely the people who had instigated trouble in the dark. Not a single one of them survived.
"When did the Primitive Lake fall to such a state? Even some stray dogs and cats want to order them around and fight against the human race?" The Barbarian King spoke.
"Hong!"
The people of the Primitive Lake finally expressed their stance. Endless killing intent surged as a group of people pressed forward. There was an ancient king at the center whose blood energy reached the heavens. Many people couldn't help but kneel down as they couldn't endure the pressure.
This was a group of murderous death gods. Yuan Gu was the hope of their clan, yet he died just like that. This was an immeasurable loss.
However, it could be predicted that in the next ten thousand years, the Blood Phoenix Mountain, Divine Silkworm Ridge, Fire Qilin Cave and others would become even more prosperous. This was because the Ancient Emperor's eighth grandson had fallen, so the Primitive Lake's situation was worrying.
"Whether or not we are going to be used isn't something you can decide." An elder from the Primitive Lake had a cold expression. He waved his sleeves and swept towards the Barbarian King. It was clear that he didn't come with good intentions.
This was especially the case for the ancient king at the center. Every single pore on his body was flowing with killing intent. Strand after strand of killing intent flowed out from his pores and crushed heaven and earth. Even his clansmen didn't dare to approach him. His white hair was scattered and his eyes were terrifyingly empty.
This ancient king stared at the black tortoise on top of the Barbarian King's head and said, "The Jade Lake Meeting has an agreement that the saints cannot display their divine abilities. Are you trying to break this rule?"
"You cannot speak irresponsibly. The one who took action just now was the little barbarian and not the great Black Tortoise. I know that your heart is overflowing with resentment. After the ancient emperor's bloodline died, you only want to find an excuse to take action," said the black tortoise.
"Peng!"
In another direction, a powerful aura covered heaven and earth as it arrived. Another ancestral king appeared, dressed in azure-gold battle clothes. He was like a war god as he walked over from the horizon, arriving in just two steps.
"The human race's divine body is so amazing. Such decisiveness and ruthlessness, even killing the descendant of the Primitive Emperor just like that." It was clear that he didn't come with good intentions. Even though he didn't come from the Primitive Lake, it was clear that he came for them.
"In a battle of life and death, I will be killed if I show mercy. It's a fair battle. Do you still need to repeat the great principles here?" Ye Fan spoke in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing. He had long since prepared his heart for such a thing to happen.
The Myriad Qi Cauldron flew out and floated above Ye Fan's head. Strands of divine force fell down and protected his body. The nine-colored flame within was ready to be unleashed at any time to kill everyone, regardless of whether they were ancient kings or royalty.
"Incredible. Now that you killed the descendant of the Primitive Emperor, will you also trample on us in the future?" The third ancient king appeared. He wore a violet-gold crown on his head and had his hands clasped behind his back. He took a step down from the night sky and actually stomped towards Ye Fan's head. He wanted to trample him to death.
"You all are going too far. It's a fair battle, life and death will be decided by fate!" The black tortoise on top of the Barbarian King's head spoke. It opened its mouth and spat out a ray of light, blocking the ancient king's foot and forcing him back a few steps.
"Kill him!"
Many people in the primordial lake couldn't bear it and couldn't accept this fact. Many people surrounded Ye Fan together.
The black tortoise on top of the Barbarian King's head spat out a ray of light and said, "Do you all really want to break the rules and force the great Black Tortoise to take action?" Its words were like thunder, shaking these people to the point that they couldn't approach.
The white-haired ancient king from the primordial lake snorted coldly. He took a step forward and faced the black tortoise, blocking its aura. An inch long divine sword shone resplendently between his brows. Everyone was horrified. That was the Primitive Emperor's Dao Sword. Yuan Gu had used it not long ago and its power was obvious to all.
Not everyone had the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist to defend against it. The Primitive Emperor's Dao Sword was the ultimate forbidden secret technique. It had the power to transform into the Dao and could kill all enemies. Almost no one could resist it, especially when it was used by an ancient king!
"If the saints don't show their divine abilities, will they really become empty words?" The black tortoise spoke with a grave expression.
In the sky, the purple-gold crowned ancient king revealed a cold smile. He stepped down once again and stomped on Ye Fan's head, wanting to trample him to death.
"Buzz!"
The void trembled. He retreated very far in the sky, but this time, he still couldn't stop because a stooped and skinny old man appeared.
The saint from Tianxuan Stone Square stood beside Ye Fan and said calmly, "This battle has ended. Everything ends here."
"You think you can end it just because you say so?" The purple-gold crowned ancient king sneered in the sky.
"I believe that the people of the primordial lake have their own bearing," the old saint from Tianxuan Stone Square said. Then, his eyes shone brightly as he stared at the purple-gold crowned ancient king.
Thud thud thud … He couldn't help but take a few steps back with a shocked expression. The white-robed divine king had made a name for himself in the Jade Lake Meeting, but the ancient race didn't know much about the other saints of the human race. At this moment, he couldn't help but be shocked. They were equally unfathomable!
"The saints of the human race are really daunting. But do you think you can keep your holy body?" The purple-gold crowned ancient king put his hands behind his back and sneered as he looked into the distance.
At the end of that direction, nine primordial ferocious beasts stopped in the sky, pulling an ancient carriage in the void. It exuded an ancient and majestic aura. The Nine Phoenix King, who had once been praised by the Sacred Battle Sovereign, was there!
Ye Fan opened his mouth and said, "Not every ancient king is as broad-minded as you. Don't you want to get rid of me? I'll stand here and see how you can touch a single hair of mine! "
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