Ye Fan's heart ached and he couldn't help but cry out. He rushed to the edge of the five-colored altar but all he saw was his black hair turning white and falling off. That person had already fallen into the depths of the darkness.
He stood there in a daze. What was good, what was evil, what was truth, what was lies? He was petrified, not moving at all.
There was no joy of killing a great enemy. There was only an indescribable emptiness and desolation. He sat powerlessly at the edge of the five-colored altar and looked down in a daze.
If Pang Bo was evil, how cruel would this be? What else could he believe? If Li Xiaoman coexisted with a crocodile, how miserable would that be? How did he spend all these years?
Ye Fan felt an unprecedented weariness. He wanted to fall into a deep sleep and he even wanted to jump into the abyss. Some of the most important people in his life … he didn't seem to understand them anymore. It was an indescribable sorrow.
Chaos!
His mind was in chaos. What was right and what was wrong? Even the people around him would undergo such a heaven-shaking transformation. What else could he not change?
He was exhausted. He felt an unprecedented weakness and sorrow. He sat at the edge of the five-colored altar and looked down at the dark abyss. His heart was numb.
This made him more tired than thousands of life and death battles. He wanted to roar, he wanted to cry, he wanted to overturn the world, but he was powerless. He didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.
He sat quietly in the dark abyss. Famine's power invaded him. His temples turned white but he didn't want to move. There was no spirit in his eyes.
On the Central Continent's side, Ji Ziyue couldn't help but want to rush over. However, her brother grabbed her arm, not letting her leave.
Ji Haoyue was heroic and imposing. He said in a deep voice, "If it was not long ago, I wouldn't have objected to you going with him. But now, he has to walk his own path."
"Ye Fan is so pitiful …" Ji Ziyue's eyes were red and swollen as she softly said.
Monkey, Duan De and the others didn't know what to say. They could only hope that Ye Fan would think things through and pull himself together. At this moment, it was useless to say anything. No one could help him.
From the various ancient tribes, many winged races were still moving about. They landed on the five-colored altar, but not a single one dared to disturb the demonic god-like figure in front of them. They feared that they would provoke a great calamity. All of them rapidly flapped their wings and flew towards the opposite shore.
Ye Fan's hair was grizzled, and he was a bit dispirited. He sat there, his entire body powerless. He listened to the sound of wings flapping and looked into the abyss. He wanted to sit there forever.
"Ah …"
There were a few ancient races that ascended to the other shore, arriving at the sacred mountain to fight over the nine wondrous divine medicine and collect the divine spring. An intense great battle erupted. Many people aged and died in battle, miserable cries rising and falling.
Ye Fan was indifferent to all of this. He was lost in thought and sat there stupefied. Nothing in the outside world seemed to be able to cause any ripples in his heart.
Bang!
On the five-colored altar, a man with long blue hair appeared. He was like a divine mountain as he stood there. His eyes were like two divine lamps that could see through the souls of others.
His physique was tall and slender, masculine and powerful. His flesh shell overflowed with immortal splendor, and his horns were extraordinary. It was as if he transcended above all living things. He possessed the bearing of an emperor, as if he was an undying archaic deity.
The Fire Qilin arrived. The ancient emperor blood within his body rumbled like a tsunami, creating a deafening rumble! This was a type of incomparably powerful potential. It was as if a great emperor was hibernating within his body, ready to revive at any time!
On the Central Continent's side, everyone was shocked. This was another person after Ye Fan who didn't have divine wings yet dared to step onto the five-colored altar. Moreover, he was so calm and composed.
Weng!
The void rumbled. The Fire Qilin leapt high into the air. He was like a blue immortal flame that illuminated the world. It was as if he could fly. He crossed the sky and landed on the other shore, standing on the sacred mountain.
"He … actually leapt up and crossed over. What a powerful body! It is just as terrifying as the human race's holy body!"
"Worthy of being the son of an ancient emperor. His pure physical strength is so powerful, exceeding the limits of his constitution. He leapt over the ancient desolate abyss!"
Everyone was stupefied and felt that this was inconceivable. A single Ye Fan was one thing, but there was also a Fire Qilin. Relying on his flesh to leap through the air, just how powerful was his physique?
The ancient emperor's bloodline left everyone in awe!
After carefully thinking about it, the Yuan Emperor's eighth generation grandson -- Yuan Gu truly couldn't compare to the ancient emperor's son. This was the archaic emperor's bloodline! As long as one grew up like this, they would all become terrifying existences half a step into the dao corroborating realm.
The Fire Qilin stepped on the sacred mountain. His eyes flickered with deep blue light as he began a great massacre. He killed all of those who fought over the divine spring and wanted to dig up the nine wondrous divine medicine. Blood flowed like a river, and corpses piled up everywhere.
Everyone sucked in a cold breath of air. Not even those at the Severing Dao level were enough, unable to resist. In this place, powerful bloodlines and unmatched flesh were the most terrifying. They could crush all enemies.
Everyone was horrified. This type of bloodline and foundation bone was truly powerful to the extreme. It was useless to send any experts over. Right now, only the sacred prince had a chance of contending against them.
Of course, there was another person, and that was Ye Fan. However, he was currently sitting dejectedly on the altar. It was clear that he wasn't in the mood to pay attention to this. He didn't even give them a glance.
Ye Fan sighed and finally stood up. He could only walk his own path. He wanted to leave this place and never return.
Many people were shocked, especially those from the Fire Qilin Cave. Even Huo Lin 'er revealed a worried expression, fearing that Ye Fan would take action against his older brother. In this ancient desolate forbidden land, the human race's holy body was absolutely terrifying.
The human race and archaic clans all held their breaths. Ye Fan's every move drew the attention of tens of thousands of people. If he took action, it would definitely be earth-shattering.
"In reality, there are some things that I have long guessed, but I can't change anything. Ah … "Ye Fan cried out loudly. His black hair danced about chaotically. He wanted to leave this world and never return.
This was a land of sorrow.
If there wasn't that gathering, if he didn't ascend Mount Tai, if there weren't nine dragons pulling the coffin, he wouldn't have come here. All of this wouldn't have happened. His life would have been very peaceful and comfortable.
"What's gone can't come back …"
This was the first time Ye Fan felt so tired in his life. He stood up with great difficulty and staggered to the center of the altar. He took out the aqua blue star, and groups of ancient symbols appeared one after another, imprinting them onto the boulders one after another.
"I want to leave and never return!" He wanted to escape, he wanted to travel far away. If he could return to the past, he would rather be an ordinary mortal.
"Ye Fan …" Ji Ziyue, Dongfang Ye, and the others called out from the Central Plains.
The five-colored altar emitted immortal light. These were ancient and mysterious symbols. They condensed together and formed an eight trigram diagram. It was filled with a heavy metallic texture as if it was forged from refined gold.
"Go home!" Ye Fan only had this thought. He wanted to leave this world where it was hard to tell who was right and who was wrong. At this moment, he missed his parents very much.
"Ye Fan …" Ji Ziyue shouted. She finally couldn't take it anymore and rushed towards the golden door, wanting to land on the five-colored altar.
Ji Haoyue moved and grabbed her wrist. "You can't go. He's not in a good state. I don't feel at ease letting you travel with him."
Ji Ziyue cried but she couldn't break free at all. This was because there was a void mirror above Ji Haoyue's head. A trace of emperor's might was suppressing her.
Above the five-colored altar, a taiji diagram appeared in the center of the eight trigrams diagram. Two yin and yang fishes hugged each other like a tightly shut pair of metal doors.
The taiji eight trigrams were related to space-time. At this moment, the space was distorted and the light was hazy. The corresponding eight trigrams symbols of qian, kun, xun, dui, gen, zhen, li, and kan emitted dazzling light!
It was like a set of mysterious and ancient password. It was completely based on the group of symbols within the aqua star. It was flickering to determine the coordinates and open the space-time gate!
All kinds of symbols flickered in a specific order. In the end, there was a muffled vibration. The Yin Yang Gate slowly opened and the aura of a star domain rushed out. Everyone was incomparably shocked.
Everyone was stunned. Starlight flickered in that passage. It was clearly connected to the depths of the cosmos. They could see an ancient path under the starry sky.
Everyone was filled with shock. Even though they were in the distant Central Plains and separated by a space-time gate, they could still sense a mysterious power. This was the path to Heaven Domain.
Even the Fire Qilin was shocked. He looked at the altar and the starry sky ancient path in the abyss in a daze. Even he had the urge to leap forward.
Hong!
A boundless aura rushed up from the abyss and several figures flew up. Every single one of them was incomparably powerful and unfathomable!
"It's a Desolate Slave transformed from a matchless character!" Everyone cried out in alarm.
And at this time, Ye Fan turned around and gave that golden door one last look. He couldn't see his old friends from the Central Plains. This was a one-way transportation formation, so he could only silently bid farewell. He leaped up high and entered the starry sky ancient path.
The Desolate Slaves surrounded the Taiji Bagua Gate. At this moment, it was slowly closing and about to disappear from this world. They stared fixedly and didn't make any movements.
"Ye Fan …" Ji Ziyue cried out loudly.
"Ye Fan!" The Black Emperor, Monkey, Dongfang Ye and the others also shouted loudly. They all clenched their fists tightly.
This farewell might be an eternal one. They might not be able to meet again in this life.
Ye Fan couldn't see through the one-way golden door, but he knew that there were people watching him from that direction. They were sending him off and silently waving goodbye to this world.
Hong!
The starry sky ancient path completely closed. The mysterious starry door on the five-colored altar disappeared and the altar regained its calm.
"Big brother … run!" Huo Lin 'er shouted from the Central Plains side.
In the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Land, a few Desolate Slaves flew through the air towards the sacred mountain. The Fire Qilin let out a long sigh. He knew that he couldn't bring the Nine Wonder Divine Medicine away and couldn't pluck it at all. He took out his race's ancient imperial weapon and turned into a beam of holy light as he rushed out of the forbidden land.
The Desolate Slaves didn't chase after him. They could feel the aura of the ancient emperor. They silently stood on the sacred mountain and looked into the distance, overlooking the mortal world.
"That woman among the Desolate Slaves is the Heavenly Jade Holy Lady from six thousand years ago. She was the number one beauty of the Eastern Desolate Wasteland in the past. Her appearance doesn't age at all!" someone said in shock. They naturally couldn't see her in the past. They only knew about her after comparing her with the ancient portrait.
"That white-haired old man is the Ancient Sage Xia Feng from ten thousand years ago. He had an audience with the Fiend Race Great Emperor several times — Azure Emperor! Who would have thought … he disappeared in his later years and was actually lost here. " The person who said these words was an old imperial uncle of the Great Xia. He was an ancient sage of their race. Even now, the Great Xia still had a statue of him.
The Desolate Slaves disappeared without a sound. However, an even more terrifying aura appeared, accompanied by the sound of iron chains.
Shrouded in mist, a male or female figure appeared. He was chained up and stood on the Five-Colored Altar. No one could see him clearly.
"Ye Fan …" Ji Ziyue's soft arm was firmly grabbed by her brother.
Boom!
Suddenly, a terrifying aura was emitted. It actually reversed into the one-way transportation formation and went from the Eastern Desolate Forbidden Land to the Central Plains through the golden door!
Everyone was shaken. That unknown existence standing on the five-colored altar shattered the everlasting with its gaze! With a single glance, it passed through the golden door and turned the distant ancient transportation formation in the Central Plains into powder.
Everything was gone. The golden door had disappeared.
"This emperor still hasn't completely memorized this immortal formation!" The Black Emperor couldn't help but cry out in pain.
The only ancient formation that could enter the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Land was destroyed just like that. Many people felt great sorrow.
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