The cold cosmos was silent, and the darkness was boundless. Starlight would occasionally flicker on the desolate ancient path, but it would disappear in the blink of an eye. This was Ye Fan's journey.
He left the Big Dipper Star Region and traveled alone in the eternal silence. He didn't know what the road ahead of him would be like.
At the last moment, Pang Bo and Li Xiaoman became strangers. It was as if they had never known each other before. Sometimes, it was better not to know anything.
Li Xiaoman's eyes reflected his figure as he fell into the Desolate Ancient Abyss. Why did Pang Bo go so far away?
Ye Fan silently took out the cauldron to protect himself. On this ancient and gloomy ancient path, no one knew what would happen.
The starlight flickered as it passed through the spatial nodes. There were too many secrets in the desolate cosmos. Why did the predecessors open up this path? Where was the starting point and the ending point? No one could say.
"Goodbye, Big Dipper!"
Ye Fan let out a long sigh and began his long and lonely journey. Would he be able to return to Earth this time? He didn't know. If something unexpected happened again, he would forever be lost in the darkness of the cosmos.
Humans were truly too insignificant. An individual was like a speck of dust compared to an ancient star, but an ancient star couldn't even compare to a speck of dust in the boundless cosmos.
The star regions were too vast, and the distance between them was too great. Even the smallest star system had to be measured in tens of billions of kilometers, not to mention the vast star regions and the other shore in one's heart.
In the boundless darkness and cold universe, human beings were insignificant. If they were to fly by themselves, it would be difficult for them to fly out of a small galaxy in their entire lives, not to mention crossing one boundless star field after another.
Perhaps only the ancient emperors had been able to travel the cosmos alone since ancient times. Other than them, who else had such vast power?
Even the ancient saints would most likely need the help of the five-colored altar to travel the ancient path. Otherwise, how could they cross so many ancient star regions? It was simply too far!
Traveling alone, Ye Fan felt like everything was unreal. Everything he had experienced was like a dream. Now, he was finally going home. He was on his way back.
Everything that happened in the Bei Dou Star Region, especially the things that happened before they parted ways, made him unwilling to recall them. He wanted to forget them forever, but how could he?
"No matter what's strange about Pang Bo, I don't feel any malice from him. We've been through life and death together."
"Li Xiaoman … why is she so pitiful? Why did she end up like this?"
Ye Fan felt a stab of pain in his heart. Everything had already happened. Everything remained in the Big Dipper, becoming the past. There was only emptiness and desolation in his heart.
"Crocodile Ancestor!"
In the end, Ye Fan couldn't help but cry out. He wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood. Many things were related to this ancient demonic saint.
So many years had passed. What kind of bloody storm would that ancient crocodile have caused after escaping from the Great Thunderclap Temple? Where was it now?
Bang!
On the starry sky ancient path, a spatial node trembled, as if some ancient star was destroyed. A streak of brilliant light flickered, reaching this place.
Ye Fan's thoughts were pulled back. He stared at the spatial node that flashed and disappeared. He saw a flash of dazzling fireworks.
That was a meteor that collided with a dark blue star. Both of them headed towards destruction at the same time. What a vast fluctuation!
If it collided with the Big Dipper, countless living beings would probably die. Perhaps only the ancient sages could survive.
"In the universe, humans are truly insignificant."
In the billions of star regions and the boundless universe, no one could say for sure how many life source stars there were. Even the powerful and prosperous Yuhua God Dynasty only managed to find four.
This was destined to be a boring journey. Traveling in the darkness with Dugu would only make one feel cold and miserable.
Fortunately, this time, they weren't drifting aimlessly like last time. Now, on the starry sky ancient path, they crossed hundreds of millions of miles in the blink of an eye, traversing through the universe.
Suddenly, the starry sky ancient path trembled. Ye Fan couldn't stabilize himself. The cauldron floating above his head rumbled.
Not good!
Ye Fan thought of the Black Emperor's warning. If this end of the Five-Colored Altar was destroyed, the consequences would be very bad. It would be difficult for them to appear on the original coordinate planet. At that time, they would choose the ancient star with the closest coordinates and an undamaged Five-Colored Altar to descend. Now, such a situation had most likely happened. The space-time passageway was distorted and it was very likely to collapse.
The simple and unadorned cauldron enlarged, releasing strand after strand of source energy, protecting Ye Fan below, ensuring his safety.
The space-time passageway was illusory and unstable. Space suddenly distorted and a serious turbulence occurred. The starry sky ancient path seemed to be about to be broken, but also seemed to be about to explode.
This was a very bad sign. There could be a great calamity that could easily lead to death. Crossing the universe was very dangerous even for sages, let alone others!
Ye Fan's only reliance was that he firmly believed that the Myriad Energy Cauldron was strong enough. Even if the starry sky ancient path shattered, it could protect him and keep him unharmed.
Boom!
Amidst the violent rumbling sounds, eighteen spatial nodes were shattered in succession. Ye Fan had experienced an extremely dangerous process, but the starry sky ancient path had finally stabilized.
"Can I not return to Earth?" Ye Fan had a very bad feeling in his heart.
It was very obvious that he had deviated from the original route. The starry sky ancient path had reversed, and it was impossible for him to land on Earth. This caused a haze to rise in his heart.
He had finally approached Earth, but the original Five-Colored Altar was no longer there and could not descend. This made him clench his fists uncontrollably.
Everything calmed down again. However, almost in an instant, a faint light appeared in front of him. Ye Fan knew that he was about to reach his destination. The starry sky ancient path had reached the end.
Bang!
A violent sound of impact could be heard. The Myriad Energy Cauldron touched the ground, and then the world spun. Ye Fan landed on the ground and fell on a smooth Five-Colored Altar.
The moment he landed, Ye Fan heard the sounds of people shouting and beasts roaring. Murderous cries shook the sky. As far as the eye could see, there was a huge battlefield in the distance. There were golden spears and armored horses, the light of swords, and the murderous aura filled the sky.
"What is this place?" He was incomparably shocked. Nearby, ancient trees towered into the sky, and all kinds of ferocious birds and beasts roamed about. It was as if he had arrived in a wild land.
The Five-Colored Altar was located on a towering and majestic mountain. On that battlefield, there were huge banners fluttering in the wind, and there were as many experts as there were trees in a forest. Each of them could move mountains and fill up the sea. All of them had world-shocking divine abilities!
Their mounts were running in the void, killing so much that the sun and moon lost their light. Magic treasures danced in the sky. Among them, many were kings of the Dao Severing Realm, and it was very likely that there were even ancient saints overseeing them!
"This is …" Ye Fan looked at all of this in disbelief.
Roar …
Nine enormous azure dragons moved through the sky, pulling an ancient chariot into the battlefield. Ancient holy might surged violently like a great river.
"That is … a human race's Great Sage, or even Quasi-emperor, right?!" Ye Fan felt as if he was dreaming. All of this was too inconceivable.
On this divine mountain, ancient trees towered into the sky. In the distance, the palace halls were grand, and the battlefield was vast. Even the legendary unmatched Great Sage participated in the war. Just how shocking was this?
Suddenly, an enormous boulder not far from the Five-Colored Altar shocked him. There were two ancient characters carved on it, written in the Bell Cauldron language: Mars!
"What? This is Ancient Mars Star? What era am I in?" Ye Fan was horrified. Mars was the future Mars, a place without life. Not even a blade of grass grew.
However, what did he see today? It was full of vitality. Ancient trees towered into the sky, and there were endless beasts. The entire great earth was verdant.
"Something's not right!"
Ye Fan bit his tongue to calm himself down. Along the way, his mind was in a mess. He kept recalling everything that happened when they parted, and he couldn't even concentrate. At this time, he quickly activated his Heaven's Eye of Origin to see through the fabrications.
The deafening battle cries disappeared, and so did the shocking killing intent. The land full of vitality had turned into scarlet earth, and even the divine mountain beneath his feet was leveled with the ground.
An ice-cold feeling passed through his feet and into his body from the Five-Colored Altar. It was this ancient altar that reflected the events of the past into his mind.
"This is … Ancient Mars Star!"
Ye Fan rushed out of the Five-Colored Altar and quickly ran to a nearby boulder. After turning around, he saw the Bell Cauldron language engraved on the other side: Mars.
That's right, it was this ancient star. Back then, the nine dragons pulling the coffin had fallen here, and he had seen this boulder twenty years ago. The Great Thunderclap Temple was here, and there was … a divine crocodile!
Ye Fan had already expected that if he couldn't land on Earth, he would most likely fall into Ancient Mars Star because of the flawless Five-Colored Altar.
"Was what I saw just now real? In the past, this place was full of vitality, and there were many powerful creatures. Just what era was it destroyed in …? "
Ye Fan was bewildered. He turned around and looked at the Five-Colored Altar. Countless years ago, it was located on a majestic divine mountain. But now, everything had changed, and this place had become a dead star.
He remembered the reports he had read before he left Earth. There used to be floods on Mars, and there were some small rivers on the ground. There might even have been lakes and oceans.
"So it's true …" he muttered to himself.
This was an ancient life source star, but for some reason, all of the civilizations had disappeared, all of the living beings had gone extinct.
"Earth is very close to this place. Are the civilization and life on Earth related to this place?"
Temperature, air, and many other external factors were not a problem for the current Ye Fan. In the past, he could float alone in the universe for many years, so naturally, he would be fine here.
Back then, there used to be a light screen with a radius of several miles protecting this place. But now, it had completely disappeared, and the last pure land had become a dead land.
After the shock, Ye Fan quickly became angry. He thought of the Divine Crocodile and wanted nothing more than to tear the Crocodile Ancestor into pieces. Many things had happened because of him.
Many students were buried here, and Li Xiaoman was also miserable. This was a land of hatred and sorrow!
"If I become a saint, I will definitely kill you!"
Ye Fan didn't know where the Crocodile Ancestor was. Perhaps it had left long ago, or perhaps it was staring at him not far away.
Since he had returned here, there was nothing to be afraid of. The power of a demonic saint was unfathomable. If it was still on this ancient star, it would have already discovered him, and running would be useless.
Ye Fan calmed his mind and then strode forward. He wanted to go to the ruins of the Tempest Temple to see what had happened there.
It was night time, and there were only specks of starlight. Everything was very dark.
Twenty years had passed, and the light screen that shrouded several miles above had disappeared. Sand and dust had submerged the ruins of the celestial palace. Ye Fan walked forward and silently recited the Salvation Scripture, hoping that the students who had died here would be reborn. Although he didn't believe in reincarnation, this was the only thing he could do.
"The true demonic land. There are eighteen levels of hell under the Tempest Temple. Have all the ancient giants escaped?"
As he neared, Ye Fan finally arrived at this place. The ruins of the Tempest Temple were still there and hadn't been submerged by the sand. There were even a few remnant leaves of the Bodhi Sacred Tree among the rubble!
"How is this possible?"
Ye Fan looked at it in a daze. There were eighteen levels of hell under this foundation. Were they still there?
Suddenly, he felt a sense of foreboding. He quickly turned around and saw a majestic figure standing behind him. The figure's eyes were as bright as a divine lamp!
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