The God Race was a heaven-defying race that represented invincibility and supremacy. They were an extremely rare and powerful bloodline that truly existed in this world.
"They split from the human race and established their own race. How arrogant and conceited, yet they forgot their ancestors!" Pang Bo was furious.
This matter had happened too long ago and there was no longer any meaning in discussing it now. At the very least, in the eyes of other races, the God Race was stronger and more noble and had nothing to do with the human race.
The human race had a long and ancient history. It was unknown where they originated from. Regardless of whether it was the Northern Dipper or the Ziwei Ancient Star Field, it was said that they were the homes of the human race's ancestors.
As for where the ancestral planet of the human race was located and how it was now, no one knew. Some clues and secrets were gradually lost in the river of time.
The god in the coffin panted heavily. The light on his body grew even more intense. His expression was one of agitation as he spoke with great difficulty, "The God Race … is the most dazzling race and has nothing to do with the human race!"
He was about to pass away in meditation and his body was incomparably weak. Yet at this moment, he was so agitated and shouted with all his might. His body spasmed and it seemed like he couldn't hold on any longer.
From Ye Fan's forehead, a small golden figure stepped out and was about to enter the god's sea of consciousness to observe and learn more detailed information.
However, the space between the god's brows began to crack and the light intensified. He was actually about to transform into the dao and explode.
Evidently, he was extremely unyielding and would rather die than let others touch the core of his race. Moreover, the imprint left behind by the experts of this race was activated at this moment. It protected the immortal platform and prevented outsiders from touching their secrets. Otherwise, they would self-destruct.
"We've tried before. He would rather transform into the dao than let us see," Longma explained.
The small golden figure returned to Ye Fan's immortal platform. He opened his eyes and shot out two beams of sharp light. He circulated the secret character to heal the god and restore his origin energy.
"I don't want to understand the god race and I don't want to become enemies with them. Tell me the whereabouts of the Alkaid and we won't touch anything else."
Upon hearing this name, the god immediately gritted his teeth. His white hair fluttered even though there was no wind. His expression was frightening and filled with hatred.
The Alkaid had already left four years ago. It had already been more than four years since he had been harmed. At that time, they were both saints, but the source of the Alkaid had shocked even this proud and conceited divine race. It was terrifying to the extreme.
"When he doesn't reveal himself, with the divine ring around him, he is like the reincarnation of a sun god, comparable to our God Race. However, once he takes action, he is like a god or devil, as if he is a completely different person."
The things that happened back then made him feel great hatred. He was ambushed and killed here. Even now, when he thought about it, his body couldn't help but tense up, as if he was facing a great enemy.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo glanced at each other. After all these years, the Light Shaking Realm had never revealed itself. It was impossible to tell just how many powerful physiques it had swallowed.
Now, just the God Race alone was enough to make others feel apprehensive. They could definitely make the Light Shaking Realm cultivators much stronger.
"Emperor Vicious is truly too terrifying. He actually created such a heavenly art. It's truly heaven-defying." The Black Bear Sage and the others couldn't help but exclaim.
"I can already see the rise of a great enemy. There will definitely be a battle in the future. The God Race is his target, and the Tyrant Blood of the Ether Heavens and I might also be his targets," Pang Bo said in a low voice.
Longma was normally vicious and fearless, but at this moment, a worried expression appeared on his face. There might be a life and death battle in the future.
The Sky Scorpion, Golden Lion, Black Bear Sage, and the others all felt gloomy. This kind of heaven-defying heavenly art would only become stronger and stronger. Every time he swallowed a type of source, his strength would increase by another level.
There were geniuses from various star domains on this ancient path. To the Light Shaking Realm cultivators, this was a path that they could only dream of!
Every expert was like a furnace of medicine to him. As time passed and he continued to fight, it would be like a rolling snowball. He would become more and more terrifying, and eventually, he would become a supreme expert.
"No matter how strong he is, can he compare to Vicious? He's just an imitator!" Ye Fan said. His eyes glowed with confidence as he said, "I will wait for him to appear. If we fight, then I will kill him!"
This was a kind of unrivalled conviction. His demeanor was peerless, and it deeply affected the twelve Saints. The haze in their hearts was swept away, and they were no longer worried.
This was not because they were careless, nor was it because they were looking down on their enemies. Rather, it was a kind of conviction. They had an unrivalled heart, and they were not afraid of any difficulties or tribulations. Their consciousness and physical body were both raised to an optimal state!
The Light Shaking Realm was naturally very frightening. They could swallow other people's source energy to strengthen themselves. At the same time, they also possessed the Undying Heaven's Art that Vicious had created in his second life. This kind of immortal technique had never been seen before, and it was destined to shock the world.
This God Race individual lay within the stone coffin, his hair completely white. Pang Bo asked him how old he was. Under normal circumstances, his real appearance would not be this old.
"Based on the lifespan of a cultivator, I...... am still very young. I am only a hundred years old." He was filled with regret and unwillingness.
This was a conceited God Race individual who had come out to gain experience. He had specifically sought out ancient stars that had been suppressed by the Great Dao to temper himself. He had arrived at this place almost immediately after the Light Shaking Realm, and the two of them had clashed.
"Is the Light Shaking Realm really that merciful? He actually spared your life?" Pang Bo knew that the God Race individual would definitely strike like a bolt of lightning if he didn't make a move.
"He was scared away by a senior," the God Race individual said. Even though he had spared his life, he was only struggling at death's door. His life could be considered to have come to an end.
"There are other powerful cultivators on this ancient star?" Longma didn't believe it. This star wasn't very large, and it was just a small planet that wasn't suitable for cultivation. They hadn't been able to sense any powerful experts ever since they had arrived.
"Yes, he only let out a soft yell, but it was like the sound of a great bell. It was enough to shake one's consciousness to the point where it almost scattered," the God Race individual muttered to himself in a daze as he grew weaker and weaker.
"What did he look like?" Ye Fan asked.
"He looked very ordinary, and he held a woodcutter in his hand …" The God Race individual hadn't even finished speaking when Ye Fan's expression changed. He turned around to look at the village, but the old man had already disappeared.
Ye Fan turned into a bolt of lightning and tore through the void. He immediately appeared at the entrance of the village. The pile of firewood that was like a small mountain was nowhere to be seen, and the old man was nowhere to be seen. Everything was still very peaceful.
"What's wrong?" Pang Bo and the others caught up and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Before you guys came, I saw an old man chopping firewood here," Ye Fan said.
Outside the field, a few cows were munching on the grass, and a shepherd boy was playing his flute in a leisurely manner. A few women were washing clothes by the riverside, and waves of laughter could be heard. There were also farmers working in the fields …
Everything was very peaceful and tranquil, and nothing had changed. The only thing missing was the old man chopping firewood.
Ye Fan asked around, but they all shook their heads. There had never been such a person in the village before, and no one had ever seen him before.
He felt as if he had seen a ghost. He had clearly been conversing with the old man for a while, so how did he disappear in the blink of an eye? It was like an illusion.
"Young man, are you sure you have seen such an old man?" The oldest old man in the village smoked his pipe and walked over, looking at him with some suspicion.
"Indeed. Do you have any advice for me, sir?" Ye Fan was very polite. He did not show his supernatural powers in front of mortals, and maintained the proper etiquette.
"I have seen the person you are talking about," the old man said.
"Where … is he?" Ye Fan asked.
"This is not a living person." The old man looked at him with an even more suspicious gaze. It was obvious that this person could not have appeared at the entrance of the village.
Ye Fan was stunned. Pang Bo, Longma, and the others were also stunned. This did not seem to make sense. Had they seen a ghost in broad daylight?
"The person you are talking about is only an engraving on the stone wall. He is on the West Mountain." The old man pointed forward with his walking stick, where the sun had set. It was not too far away from here.
They left the village, and when they returned, the divine race had already stopped breathing. In the end, he had passed away in a seated posture. The light on his body receded, and he became an ice-cold corpse.
Longma and the others used a great method to send him back to the ancient cave and sealed him inside. This could also be considered a burial.
The mountain to the west of the village wasn't too far away. It wasn't tall, and it couldn't be said to be majestic. Weeds and thistles grew everywhere, and there was nothing special about it.
Halfway up the mountain, there was a stone wall. There were some ancient diagrams carved on it. It was unknown how many years had passed, but the traces were blurry and covered in moss.
Ye Fan carefully cleaned it up and carefully looked at it. His expression changed abruptly, and he simply couldn't believe everything.
"Is it the person on the stone engraving?" Pang Bo asked nervously.
Ye Fan nodded. This exceeded common sense, and it was unimaginable. The old man he had spoken with was actually on the stone wall. The passage of time had caused the diagram to become blurry and mottled, and it was carved tens of thousands of years ago at the very least.
What was going on? It was just a diagram, yet it could appear and make one feel as if they were there, believing that it was real. Just how profound of a cultivation was this?
"This doesn't make sense! What kind of star is this? It's just an ancient wall engraving. How many tens of thousands of years has it been? How could a real person appear?" Pang Bo used his hands to feel around.
It wasn't just a single diagram, but eight or nine in succession. There was a woodchopping diagram, a horse feeding diagram, and they were extremely simple and plain. At first glance, they didn't seem to have anything to do with cultivation. However, after that kind of thing happened just now, how could Ye Fan ignore it? This place was definitely no small matter, and it contained extraordinary secrets.
Just what kind of existence was that woodchopping elder? Just how many tens of thousands of years had passed? How could he still appear?
Starting from the fifth diagram, things became a bit different. It was a bit special. The old man sat on a True Dragon and rose into the sky.
"What is the meaning of this?" Pang Bo didn't understand.
After removing the moss on the stone wall, the sixth diagram could be vaguely seen. It was actually an ancient coffin, a nine-layered coffin from the legendary era!
Ye Fan was moved. His palm flickered with splendor, and he took out a palm-sized stone coffin. Even though it was small, it possessed an aura of endless vicissitudes.
Back then in the Central Continent ancestral temple, Ye Fan and the others discovered this stone coffin on the ancient altar. Duan De speculated that it was a supreme coffin that was buried above the nine heavens during the legendary era.
Qi Luo had once asked him to exile it into the starry skies to avoid a great disaster in the future, but Ye Fan had always kept it by his side and never threw it away. Now, he took it out and compared it with this stone engraving.
Right at this time, strands of light patterns appeared on the stone wall. They were like water ripples as they spread outwards.
"This …" Everyone was stupefied. They were incomparably shocked.
The supreme nine-layered coffin of the legendary era actually produced a reaction with the ancient diagram on the stone wall. This was too shocking!
A moment later, everything calmed down. The abnormality disappeared, and this place returned to tranquility.
They removed the moss and carefully examined the seventh ancient diagram. It was even more mysterious, and it was actually a blade. Even though it was indistinct, when they looked at it, they could feel an exceptional killing intent!
Pu!
Pang Bo spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale as he staggered backwards. The space between Longma's brows split open as he retreated seven or eight steps.
"Don't concentrate, focus on this blade." Ye Fan was shaken. He recognized it with a single glance, and his heart began to beat violently. It belonged to the Undying Heavenly Emperor!
When he was crossing tribulation, the Undying Heavenly Emperor's true body appeared at the last moment. That blazing blade unsheathed on its own and hacked down. It was more terrifying than anything else, and it almost destroyed his cauldron.
"Are you sure this is the diagram of the Undying Heavenly Blade?!" Pang Bo and the others were overwhelmed with shock. It was just a stone engraving, yet it could already injure someone. Just how powerful was this blade?
What shocked them the most was that there was an indistinct stone shell egg below the blade. The strands of energy released by the blade were all absorbed by it.
"What is the meaning of this? Is this where the Undying Heavenly Blade is buried?" Longma was astonished and asked in confusion.
"Look at the eighth diagram, it's actually … nine dragons pulling a coffin!" Pang Bo cried out in alarm and was filled with shock.
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