A ray of red light appeared on the horizon as the sun struggled to climb up. Mist lingered in the mountain forest, creating a hazy mist.
Finally, the red sun gushed out and a few strands of gentle light sprinkled down on the forest, giving the mist a layer of gold and giving it a cheerful vitality.
Morning dew rolled on the grass and flowers like pearls, sparkling and translucent. The multicolored light was extremely beautiful. The smell of the earth mixed with the fragrance of the grass, giving off a refreshing feeling.
The mist had yet to disperse and there was still some moisture in the forest. A small portion of the red sun was peeking out, but the mountain was much livelier. All kinds of birds were chirping non-stop.
Ye Fan was covered in blood. He stood motionlessly for half the night, his black hair and blood-stained clothes drenched in dew.
On the other side, Yan Yixi was breathing in and out while facing the morning glow. Streams of white qi flowed in and out of his mouth and nose like a horned dragon. It was truly astonishing.
"What a good sleep. I say, one of you was meditating and didn't move at all, while the other is cultivating so hard. How can I endure this? "Li Tian rinsed his mouth with spring water and washed his face. He then picked a handful of pine nuts and ate them as he walked.
When the sun rose, the mist disappeared and the whole mountain area became bright and resplendent. Yan Yixi had finished his cultivation and opened his eyes. "Brother Ye, what are you thinking about?"
Li Tian spat out a pine nut shell and said, "What's there to worry about? After yesterday's battle, his name will definitely shake the world and he will be invincible. This is such a great thing. All the beauties in the world will be looking at him. When will the battle that will make me famous come? Every time, the opportunity is snatched away."
"I feel a pressure coming from afar. The future will suffocate me," said Ye Fan. He gazed toward the Eastern Wasteland, his gaze seemingly piercing through the vast mountains and rivers.
Yan Yixi said, "Huang Xudao, the Heavenly Prince, Yuan Gu, the Fire Qilin, the Divine Silkworm Daoist, and the others. These young ancient race members are indeed terrifying. Their future path will definitely be built with blood and bones."
Ye Fan said, "Even though these people are terrifying, they aren't enough to make me unable to sleep at night. I feel like it's hard to breathe in the future. I'm worried about those ancestral kings. If any one of them appears, it will be a great disaster. It will be a dark upheaval."
Anyone who fought against an ancestral king would be met with a scene of blood flowing like rivers and millions of corpses. This was because those were terrifying beings of the sage level, and it was rare to see a human sage in the present age.
In the Archaic Era, there were tens of thousands of races, and among them, the most terrifying were known as the Royal Races. There should be no less than ten races, and every race would have an Ancestral King, and not just one.
Just thinking about it made one feel as if a mountain was pressing down on them, making it hard for them to breathe. In the future, if an all-out war were to break out, other than the inheritances of Emperor Armaments, who would be able to stand against them?
"Damn it, I'm starting to miss the Ziwei Starfield. Back then, I had the Goddess Furnace. As long as I wasn't surrounded, I could do whatever I wanted. But after coming here, I realized that the future is not good. It's as if I'm looking for trouble. "Li Tian regretted his decision.
Right now, the only thing they could rejoice about was that the ancestral kings didn't show any signs of taking action, and there was no news of any of them reviving. However, it was hard to say what would happen in the future.
Right now, the great sects could only pray that these ancestral kings only wanted to become immortals and didn't have any other thoughts.
It was because during these years, there were some ancient races that did indeed send out this type of message. They also sent special envoys to the great sects, saying that they wouldn't fight a bloody battle and only needed a piece of land.
Becoming an immortal was too elusive. How many heroes had their bones buried in the passage of time? It was hard to believe.
Perhaps only those with ancient emperor weapons could have some confidence, but if the race didn't have a saint, then their future situation would still be worrying.
"From what we understand, the various ancient races seem to be feeling restraining fear as well. They are probing around in various places and don't dare to move unhindered in this world," said Ye Fan.
"What did you sense?" Li Tian asked.
"According to what the Southern Monster said, they have appeared in the places where the great emperors passed away, as well as the tombs. They are incomparably cautious."
"Right, this is an ancient star that even the great emperors of the human race are about to descend on. There must be some secret that they are afraid of," said Li Tian.
In this world, if one were to ask what the ancient kings were afraid of, it would naturally be the ancient emperors. They were afraid that they had some terrifying trump cards.
Which one of the great emperors of the human race wasn't a dazzling figure that shocked the ancients and dazzled the contemporaries? There were too many things about them, causing the myriad of races to tremble in fear.
Even if they were in slumber, there were still awakened ones paying attention to them.
"That's right, I think so too. Perhaps this is the only thing we can use to make them even more afraid, forever not daring to come out." Ye Fan said.
"What do you plan to do?" Yan Yixi asked.
"I've thought about it for half a night. I have an idea that might be able to suppress the ancient kings and make them not dare to come out for a short period of time." Ye Fan said.
"You can suppress them?" Li Tian was shocked. Even if he obtained an emperor weapon, if his strength wasn't enough, he might not be able to make an ancient king shrink back.
"In the past, there would definitely be great emperors appearing in the darkness. The current era is even more so than the past, surpassing all of the past. This is the only great era since the ancient times. I believe they are also afraid that the strongest human emperor will appear."
"Tell me about it." Li Tian said.
"If we really do it, there will be nine deaths and one life. I hope it will be effective and intimidate them," Ye Fan said.
…
The world was shaken, and the five regions were shocked!
On this day, all the cultivators were shocked. Their gazes gathered on Jiao Nanling. Everyone was in disbelief and felt that it was inconceivable.
It had already been twelve years since he left this ancient planet. The divine physique of the past had actually appeared again, returning to this world.
He had killed eight great experts of the Huanggu aristocratic families and killed hundreds of ancient race heroes in the night. The experts' corpses lay beneath his feet, and his iron sword was soaked in blood. This battle had shaken the world.
There wasn't a single cultivator in the five regions who wasn't shocked. All of this was too sudden. This kind of battle accomplishment was too terrifying.
"How did he return? How could he appear in this world again? That was crossing the starry skies. Even the ancient saints might not be able to travel safely."
"This is too inconceivable. He killed so many experts alone. After twelve years, how did he become so powerful?"
"He even killed Wang Teng's father. How domineering. It seems like he wants to fight the North Empyrean to the death. After twelve years, the final battle is about to take place."
"Divine physique, he has returned. This is inconceivable and truly terrifying. How terrifying!"
…
Today, all the cultivators in the various regions were discussing. Ye Fan became the focal point of everyone's discussion. Everyone was shocked.
A single battle shook the world, causing great waves of commotion. Ye Fan's return caused the various regions to be in a state of unrest.
"I feel that now that his divine physique has reached the minor completion stage, it would be hard for him to find an opponent at the second-level of immortal-foundation. He should be able to look down on the world with disdain." This was the comment of an old sect leader from the Central Prefecture.
"The Central Emperor hasn't acted for so many years. I wonder how strong he is now. Hua Yunfei and the Alkaid Saint Child have risen up. I wonder who would be stronger if they fought against the divine physique." Some people who wished for the world to be in chaos were filled with anticipation.
"Now that the divine physique has returned, maybe he would be able to clash against Huang Xudao and Yuan Gu, causing dazzling sparks to fly!" This was the hope of a powerful unaffiliated cultivator.
"There are some supreme young experts from the ancient races with the royal blood flowing in their veins. Each of their statuses is equivalent to the divine physique of the human race. If one fought against them, they would most probably die nine out of ten times. There would definitely be someone who could suppress the divine physique of the human race."
"Only by truly clashing would we know who is the strongest. This is a grand era that surpasses the past. It would definitely be a world dyed in blood. Who can prove their dao, who can become an emperor? Right now, no one can be sure. The final victor would definitely trample on the blood and bones of countless outstanding geniuses."
"After the stars shine resplendently, there would definitely be many kings falling, and the future generations would be filled with desolation. It would be a magnificent scene dyed in blood."
…
Ye Fan's return attracted the attention of the entire world. Millions of gazes were focused on the Southern Mountains. Many undying major powers specially sent people over to understand the situation.
The reactions from different places were different. When the Central Prefecture's Yin Yang Sect's people heard that Ye Fan had reappeared, the current sect master threw the teacup in his hand below the main hall.
Following that, he ordered many disciples not to take a single step into the Southern Mountains and even more so to stop outside the Eastern Wasteland. He then quickly began to conspire with the old man. This truly shocked them.
The two ancient divine dynasties of the Eastern Wasteland had evidently received less killing business recently. People guessed that they were mobilizing their troops to attack Ye Fan.
The people of the world were horrified. The two ancient dynasties had been dormant for more than a hundred thousand years. Now, they dared to reappear in the world without fear of the encirclement of various sects. This was enough to explain the situation.
Thinking of those terrifying legends, the ancient palace built with the skulls of various kings, and the carpet made from the skin of saints, everyone felt their blood run cold.
The two divine dynasties' most powerful divine sons and daughters were all born to kill the various kings. They were the most mysterious young experts in the world.
People knew that they really wanted to collect the skulls of the divine physiques. Perhaps the most terrifying sparks would be ignited because many people believed that they had the power to kill all the kings.
The Eastern Wasteland, the Southern Region, the Ji family.
Ji Ziyue was bright and beautiful. Her hair danced in the wind and her slender body was light. She looked ethereal and intelligent.
For so many years, the little dimples that would only appear when she smiled rarely appeared. Her entire person was as otherworldly as the Goddess of Moon, untainted by the mortal world.
At this moment, the jade cup in her hand fell to the ground, but she didn't care. She looked at Ji Haoyue in surprise and said, "Really, Little Ye is back?"
"Yes."
"He's on the other side and we're on this side of the starry sky. We're so far apart. He … is back …" Ji Ziyue murmured and then smiled happily. A pair of cute and mischievous little dimples appeared on her face.
At this moment, although she tried her best to hide it, there was a trace of mist in her eyes.
In an ancient cave of the Ji Clan, inside a huge block of ice, a man covered in blood was sealed inside. His wounds were corroded by the black light. At this moment, he transmitted his divine sense and said, "Little Ye has returned. Good, good, good. Kill all the enemies and avenge us. I never thought that I would be able to see him again."
"Brother Heishui, rest well. You'll definitely survive." Ji Ziyue comforted him.
"Tell Little Ye to kill Li Xiaoman and Yuan Gu. Otherwise, some of our brothers won't be able to rest in peace!" Li Heishui shouted excitedly.
In the Wang family of the Northern Plains, a tall and burly young man with black hair like a waterfall and sharp eyes stood on top of an ancient golden chariot. Around him were true dragons and divine phoenixes, white tigers and black tortoises shining in the sky.
He was like the Prime Heavenly Emperor, standing on the golden chariot. Golden holy light flooded the world. Nine true dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine white tigers and nine black tortoises were fusing with the dao together, creating a loud rumble that shook the heaven and earth.
"Ah …"
Wang Teng roared. All the mountains in his seclusion grounds collapsed. The earth and rocks were like a tsunami, rolling up tens of thousands of feet high and scattering the clouds in the sky.
In the Northern Regions, there was a black mountain that had existed since ancient times. It was like a demonic wall that separated three thousand worlds and stood majestically.
On top of it, there was a figure standing alone with his hands behind his back. He looked at the Southern Mountains and said, "The human race's holy physique. Interesting. It's worth killing."
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More places and more people were looking at the Southern Mountains from afar!
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