Chapter 1004: Dragon Horse
Ye Fan immediately thought of the Ruthless Great Emperor. Who else could it be? The most stunning woman throughout the ages, proud and surpassing both ancient and modern times, not living for the sake of becoming an immortal.
He had once contended with Hua Yunfei, facing the Great Dao Vase more than once, and deeply understood its profound and supreme mysteries. It was created by the most talented Ruthless Person, who, as a mere mortal physique, attained the Dao and became an emperor.
Even Little Pine listened with fascination. A Divine Immortality Pill had voluntarily offered itself to follow her, yet that fairy maiden had paid it no heed. How truly wondrous. How could other great figures, renowned throughout the ages, not feel humiliated by this?
The Ruthless Great Emperor was solitary and proud her entire life, dominating heaven and earth, with all the divine lords of every domain bowing their heads, looking down upon past, present, and future. Yet here, her face bore tear stains, her expression dark and sorrowful.
Ye Fan stared blankly, lost in thought. Such a scene could only be witnessed by the He Shou Wu; who else in the world could see it? To the world, she was merely an invincible woman, known as the Ruthless One, and it was hard to imagine her having such a vulnerable side.
She could cut down stars, pluck the sun and moon, slaughter her way across the mortal world, and reign supreme alone. She was the most unfathomable woman in history, with a single word "ruthless" shaking the ages.
The He Shou Wu had naturally never seen the other, fierce and awe-inspiring demeanor of the Ruthless Great Emperor that shook the past and present. It only felt that woman was very beautiful, almost unreal, with tear-streaked cheeks and a pitiful appearance, though her divine abilities were also heaven-defying.
"It's here." The He Shou Wu led them forward until they reached a cliff. Ye Fan was immediately stunned, and Little Pine sat down on the ground with a plop.
A ten-thousand-zhang waterfall cascaded down, half-shrouding the cliff. This was not a body of water, but a long river of chaos, falling from the cliff face in a vast, hazy expanse.
The He Shou Wu informed them that this was the divine miracle left by that fairy maiden back then, shaking the entire Kunlun twenty-some thousand years ago, nearly causing it to split apart.
In the past, the Ruthless Great Emperor was heartbroken and despairing. Here, she had let out a mournful sigh toward the sky, causing eight of the nine moons in the sky to fall. Her black hair flying, her face stained with tears, she made heaven and earth collapse.
Ye Fan's heart was shaken. The ancient great emperors were too powerful; with a mere lift of a hand or a move of a foot, they could pluck stars and capture the moon, destroying the universe, stirring the heart and soul.
"I saw with my own eyes, she raised her hand and cut down a star from the sky, refining it into a stele here." The He Shou Wu said, trembling.
On that cliff hung a blood-stained garment, still visible now, protected by chaos. After more than twenty thousand years, it remained undecayed, floating on the cliff. Beside it stood a stele, gleaming brightly.
Ye Fan opened his heavenly eye and carefully observed. Vaguely, he could make out a line of writing on the blood garment, short and hasty: "I'm going to die... but what about my little sister?"
Ye Fan's heart trembled. No wonder the Ruthless Great Emperor had come here, wailing in this place. How could she remain calm upon seeing the words on the blood garment? As powerful as she was, unmatched in the world, wanting to compete with the heavens, she could not resurrect a corpse that had been dead for many years.
That stone stele was refined from a star, shimmering with silver radiance, shining from ancient times to the present. It was inscribed with the Dao marks of the Ruthless Great Emperor, wreathed in vast chaos, guarding everything here.
This was absolutely a treasure. If someone could activate it, they could surely sweep across an entire star domain. But it was estimated that no one could approach it even a step; anyone who dared to touch the stele erected by the Ruthless Great Emperor would surely die.
"You see, this vast chaos waterfall flows from the words on the stele. It hasn't dried up for over twenty thousand years. It is a supreme divine miracle within Kunlun." The He Shou Wu said.
For over twenty thousand years, any powerful being refining weapons would choose this place. As long as they could draw out a wisp of chaotic energy as fire to forge their treasures, they could elevate their grade by a large margin.
The He Shou Wu kindly informed them of this place, saying they could recast their weapons here, using chaos as fire for tempering, and they would surely become precious weapons.
Ye Fan's cauldron naturally did not need this; it would encounter tribulations in the future. He took out the small ornaments on Little Pine and refined them, such as the small medicine basket it carried and the bell cast from Great Luo Silver Essence.
"There is danger ahead, inhabited by divine spirits. I dare not set foot there, afraid of being caught." The He Shou Wu warned. It had hardly ever gone ahead, not knowing what the immortal land had nurtured.
Ye Fan nodded, letting it leave, and then continued on his way with Little Pine.
"Back then, the Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty escorted the hope of becoming an immortal to this place for repair. It seems the Ruthless Great Emperor's elder brother was one of them, and most likely met his end here."
"Ao hou..."
A sound like muffled thunder rang out. A three-headed lion, its entire body blazing with golden light, stirred up towering winds and clouds. With a single open-mouthed inhale, it devoured the essence of dozens of li, cleanly absorbing it all into its maw.
"There are indeed some powerful strange beasts. Only the Kunlun Immortal Vein could nurture such fierce creatures." Ye Fan said.
The essence of heaven and earth was depleted, but Kunlun was an exception, because the life essence of the entire ancient star converged here, naturally giving birth to auspicious beasts and divine insects.
This golden lion was extremely powerful, having reached the strength of a sect master level. It should have been obtained by an ancient sage emperor of Kunlun. Ye Fan's mind stirred; if he could subdue it as a mount, when he returned to the Big Dipper one day, he could definitely trample ten thousand enemies.