# Chapter 1193: Ancient People from Earth
A green ox walked slowly, its fur glossy and smooth like green silk satin, with a sturdy and powerful physique, thick and long horns on its massive head, rough and lusterless.
It walked leisurely from the depths of the starry sky, startling many people. This appearance and calm demeanor were anything but ordinary.
On top sat an old man with a gaunt face, a full forehead, clear eyes, detached and otherworldly, his body untainted by worldly dust.
The various sages found it difficult to discern his cultivation level. Only the old patriarch of the Blood Phoenix Mountain and others, with divine light flickering between their opening and closing eyes, seemed to perceive something profound.
An expert!
And one that no one would dare provoke lightly!
Ordinary cultivators couldn't see through the old man's depth, but they could judge by his mount, all fixing their gazes on that sturdy green ox.
"A Saint-level ox!"
Everyone drew in cold breaths. A mount reaching the Saint level was truly astonishing. The sages present all showed unusual expressions.
If the mount was like this, how could the master be weak? His origins were definitely extraordinary. Even if not a Great Sage, he was close—otherwise, how would a Saint-level ox submit?
"You are... Niu Yi, really... is it Yi'er!?" Suddenly, an old sage of the Great Strength Ox Demon Tribe trembled, shaking his massive ox head, opening his eyes wide with disbelief, staring ahead.
"Niu Yi, it's him! Vanished for two thousand years, and now he's become a Saint!" Another member of the Great Strength Ox Demon Tribe exclaimed, clearly shocked.
The two old oxen's loss of composure naturally caused a sensation. All cultivators in the outer domain widened their eyes, staring at the man and ox coming from the depths of the starry sky.
Who was this person? Over two thousand years ago, when the ancient clans hadn't yet emerged, how had he subdued and taken away a strong member of the Ox Demon Tribe?
"Moo..." The green ox bellowed, transmitting through divine consciousness, a wild, primeval aura sweeping across the starry sky.
"Greetings, uncle." The green ox nodded in greeting, also somewhat emotional.
"Who is he? Why have you become his mount? Where have you been all these years?" The two old oxen looked hostile, staring at the old man, questioning Niu Yi, their murderous intent thick, as if ready to strike at the slightest disagreement.
"Two thousand years ago, after I awakened, I left the Ox Demon Cave..." Niu Yi explained, telling them not to be angry.
In the past, Niu Yi was still weak, barely a "little calf," unable to bear loneliness and emerged early, encountering a great master. Now he had returned, already a Saint.
After some secret communication, the two old oxen's killing intent receded, but they still looked at the gaunt old man with hostility, because no matter how they tried to persuade Niu Yi, he refused to return to his clan.
"Daoist friend, where do you come from? How should we address you?" An old Saint King from the Fire Qilin Cave spoke, squinting, truly sensing the power of the person before him.
"This old man is Yin Xi, passing through this place with no other intentions." The old man said with a smile, kind and composed.
If Ye Fan were here, he would be greatly shocked. This was an ancient man from the Spring and Autumn period of China, and now his true body had appeared in the Big Dipper Star Domain.
Yin Xi came riding an ox, naturally influenced by his master. This lineage was tranquil and transcendent, aloof from worldly affairs, emphasizing the Dao following nature, with a calm and non-interfering heart.
Many cultivators were astonished. This was definitely a powerful human expert from beyond the domain. It seemed that humanity in the depths of the starry sky was not weak at all, inspiring caution.
"Daoist friend, have you also come for the path to immortality?" An old sage from Blood Phoenix Mountain asked.
"Breaking through the heavenly path, we cultivators only seek immortality. This old man also has this intention." Yin Xi did not hide it, being quite straightforward.
In fact, who among those from beyond the domain had not come for the path to immortality? It was quite obvious, and surely more would come later.
Neither the human race nor the ancient clans wished to offend cultivators from beyond the domain without reason, so naturally no one would provoke them, especially such an extraordinary ancient sage.
"If the immortal path opens, heaven and earth will surely be in chaos, with all sages rising together. This old man's business here is done, and I must return to my homeland to guard Hangu Pass. Farewell, everyone." With these words, Yin Xi rode his ox into the distance, slowly disappearing under the starlight, descending into the life-bearing land below.
When Ye Fan heard about this, he was dumbfounded. He immediately rushed to the outer domain, then pursued into the great wilderness, searching for Yin Xi, this ancient man from across the starry sky.
He never expected that this ox-riding man would appear at this time. The sage who once guarded Hangu Pass had now manifested in the Big Dipper Star Domain.
"The path to immortality is about to open. Will other ancient people also appear?" Ye Fan muttered to himself.
He searched the entire land but found no trace of Yin Xi, not knowing where he had gone, unable to detect him.
Ye Fan knew that a great calamity was approaching, and the path to immortality might truly exist. Otherwise, how would a figure like Yin Xi appear?
"He said he would go to guard Hangu Pass in the future. What will happen? When the path to immortality appears, will there be an unprecedented great war?"
Ye Fan had long known that beings from the Flying Immortal Star and other ancient domains had once attacked ancient China along an ancient path. Would it happen again in the future?
The immortal gate disappeared, no longer manifesting. A slaughter came to an end, causing many sages' hearts to pound.
People deeply realized the cruelty of competing for the path to immortality. A single expert from beyond the domain had caused such a storm. What kind of slaughter would come in the future!?
The path to immortality had not yet opened, but the sages seemed to already see scenes of rivers of blood and mountains of bones, inevitably brutal beyond measure.
"Some people want to clear the field now. How many will survive in the future? The Big Dipper Star Domain might even be shattered because of this, ceasing to exist."
The road ahead was unknown, causing anxiety and fear. The terrifying great era, unseen for ten thousand years, had arrived. Human life would surely be cheaper than grass, and the immortal path would be stained with blood.
During this time, undercurrents surged.
The Golden Crow Clan of the Fire Mulberry Star, the God Clan of the Heaven-Piercing Star... and many scattered cultivators from beyond the domain appeared one after another, making the Big Dipper increasingly complex and turbulent.
Moreover, mysterious ancient sites appeared beyond the domain. Powerful experts arrived, placing their palaces in the starry sky without descending in person.
The atmosphere in the Big Dipper grew increasingly tense, suffocating. This period seemed like the calm before the storm!
All clans were nervous. Anyone who had severed the Dao wished to become a Saint, because only then could they have a place in the future great situation and compete for the opportunity of immortality.
"How could this be? The two ancestors just disappeared like that..."
In the Divine Spirit Small World, within a hall built of white bones, the most ancient chamber echoed with roars full of unwillingness, killing intent breaking through the nine heavens.
"It can't be! The Killing Ancestor is immortal and will surely reappear. Even Great Sages can't do anything to them!"
The bone hall shook. Skulls of special constitutions and bones of Saints emitted crystalline light. Two Killing Saints revealed their killing intent, like surging oceans.
In the Southern Ridge, before the Demon Emperor Hall, a figure stood with his back to the ancient hall, gazing at the starry sky, saying, "Will the path to immortality truly appear? In a few years, or a few hundred years? How many will die on the only blood-soaked road?"
In the Western Desert, on Mount Sumeru, an old monk also gazed at the sky, questioning the Dao in his heart. The entire Great Thunderclap Monastery was solemn, sacred, and peaceful.
The situation grew increasingly complex, worrying cultivators. People could not know the road ahead, could not discern the future. Even the sages' hearts were uneasy.
These days, the seven Forbidden Zones of Life were very quiet, with nothing special happening. But the more peaceful it was, the heavier the atmosphere felt.
"Haha, it's going to succeed! Finally, it's going to be extracted!" The Big Black Dog grinned widely, his big white teeth showing all the way to his ears, a face full of cunning and joy.
The Dragon Horse also had its big eyes wide open, its whole body emitting auspicious beast light, dragon scales flashing, flames soaring into the sky, waiting here.
Heavenly Village was very peaceful. People did not feel the tension from outside, filled with the joy of harvest, because the precious medicine was about to be refined.
"No need to worry about failure anymore. You can extinguish the dragon vein fire essence and let it simmer for the last two days. The evolution liquid can be taken out."
The Killing Saint Qi Luo said, his brows relaxing. After months of guarding, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
This carried the hope of the Heavenly Court's future. It could allow the younger generation to undergo a transformation, their combat power soaring, their strength greatly improved. He could already see the scene of the Heavenly Court's revival.
The cauldron rose and fell, immortal qi enveloping it. Various phenomena appeared, myriad in form, nearly heaven-defying. Mythical beings circled around it.
Dragon and phoenix harmonized, white tiger leaped to the heavens, black tortoise emerged from the sea, deities soared in the nine heavens, humanoid beings ascended with radiance... Auspicious light in patches, rainbow rays in strands, completely drowning the cauldron, clustering around its center.
Only two more days were needed to open the medicine furnace and take out the evolution treasure liquid!
Some old people in Heavenly Village were very old, living ancient scriptures. Now their wrinkled faces showed smiles, murmuring to themselves as if praying.
They had waited many years, hoping for the Heavenly Court to grow stronger and restore its former glory. Their lives were almost over, their bodies failing, but now they finally saw the dawn.
"Grandpa Tianqi, there are tears in your eyes." Little Que'er said, wiping them for the old man.
"Grandpa is very happy, finally seeing this day." Old man Tianqi said.
The other old people were the same. Unlike Qi Luo, they had not become Saints. They were already at the end of their lives, their hair almost gone.
Yan Yixi was also there, supporting two old people, respecting them greatly. Since coming to Heavenly Village, he often played chess with the old people, receiving guidance and benefiting greatly.
"The Heavenly Court is reestablished and will surely flourish. Even if we die now, we will die with our eyes closed." Several old people trembled, their voices excited, tears almost falling.
"Heh, is that so? I think you'd better die with your eyes open. I'll send all of you on your way!"
Killing intent suddenly descended, sweeping through all of Heavenly Village. The might of an ancient Saint surged, descending.
Several old people, Little Que'er, Yan Yixi, and others immediately coughed up blood, their internal organs splitting, their bodies about to shatter, stumbling backward.
Boom!
In a flash of lightning and sparks, the Killing Saint Qi Luo activated the Stride Art, time seeming to flow backward. He turned into a bolt of lightning, blocking the front, stopping the pressure of the ancient Saint.
"What a great fortune! You've worked so hard and finally refined the evolution treasure liquid. We've come specially to collect it. You can be on your way!"
Another Killing Saint appeared, laughing coldly, his voice icy and piercing. He reached out a large hand toward the Primordial Qi Cauldron.