# Chapter 1724: Flying Immortal Star
According to ancient legends, this great star itself was once a Forbidden Zone of Life, of course in the extremely distant past. Later it changed, and many powerful races appeared, living here.
The star was enormous, no smaller than any great life-bearing planet Ye Fan had ever seen. On the ground, ancient trees reached the heavens, great rivers surged, cliffs stood majestic and extraordinary—an incredibly spectacular sight.
"A forbidden zone from the mythological era, once called the place closest to immortality." Ye Fan murmured softly, somewhat emotional.
Over so many years, his understanding of the universe had grown far greater than before. Especially regarding stars like Flying Immortal, he had naturally made them a key focus of his investigations.
"Ao roar..."
Ye Fan descended, standing in a mountainous region. An elephant-dragon came charging, dozens of zhang tall, shaped like a mammoth but covered entirely in cyan scales. Its mouth held a giant tiger it was tearing apart and devouring, blood dripping everywhere.
On another side, atop a majestic stone mountain peak, there was a nest. A silver giant bird sixty zhang long looked down from above, then suddenly spread its wings and dove downward.
"Puff"
Blood splattered. The silver giant bird's sharp claws reached down, tearing the elephant-dragon apart on the spot, grabbing it toward the mountain peak's nest. It tore it into strips of flesh to feed its young. Silvery flames rose from the nest—the young birds' divine power awakening.
These were all powerful wild beasts (huang shou) and fierce birds, each extremely formidable, matching regional experts (yi fang gao shou).
They had all long mastered divine principles, yet still lived and struggled in the primitive food chain—the strong survive, the weak become meat—cruel and bloody.
This was Flying Immortal Star. Ye Fan had just arrived, seeing only this corner, yet already understood how brutal it was to survive here. All were powerful beings (qiang zhe).
He traveled toward the vast central lands, wanting to understand deeply what was there, what secrets were hidden.
"Boom!"
A thunderous sound came. In the distance, a divine ape covered entirely in red fur blocked the way ahead like a mountain, towering thousands of zhang high. It could be called a colossal being, carrying a stone axe in its hand, radiating overwhelming divine might.
Ye Fan was surprised. He hadn't expected to encounter a primitive giant here, the kind only found in the primordial era, emitting a terrifying pressure.
"Human, where do you come from?" A massive divine thought wave came.
This was the king of primitive giants, shaped like an ancient ape, body hair several meters long. He had discovered Ye Fan, his voice rumbling like heavenly thunder.
"I come from beyond the stars." Ye Fan spoke truthfully.
This giant king was a Great Sage, quite powerful in strength. He spoke in a warning tone: "I sense you are dangerous and also powerful, but I must tell you—never try to break the seal of the central ancient lands, or it will be a disaster for Flying Immortal Star."
Ye Fan was surprised. He communicated with him very politely, learning about the situation here.
The ancient giant sat cross-legged and began to tell him.
According to legend, the central ancient lands were a Forbidden Zone of Life from the mythological era, and also a place that had truly seen immortals. Throughout the ages, it had been filled with legends and secrets. But later, for unknown reasons, it was sealed by the various Supremes, and the immortal realm could no longer emerge.
"Throughout history, many Great Emperors have come, all walking there once. I see you seem to be a powerful contender on the Imperial Path, and I fear you might act rashly and break the seal there." The red-haired giant spoke.
These revelations were quite shocking. Ye Fan had heard rumors many years ago—news that Flying Immortal Star's seal was loosening, that supreme beings had already emerged to attack other life-bearing ancient lands.
"No, that's a rumor. The true central immortal soil has always been sealed. It's just that the great seal there is gradually loosening. The ones truly attacking outward are all the Kunlun Remnant Race."
Kunlun Remnant Race—a powerful designation!
They were not a single race, but a collective term for a group of races. In that distant past, they once lived on Kunlun Immortal Mountain, the uncrowned kings of the mythological era.
Their power and terror were known throughout the world. In that era, they were unparalleled.
Later, only powerful beings like Emperor Venerable dared to attack them, eventually breaching Kunlun Immortal Mountain, killing the sleeping Supremes within their clan, and forcefully overthrowing their dynasty.
Ye Fan fell silent. That was a glorious and brilliant period, when cultivation civilization was extremely developed, all races competed in splendor, tens of thousands of powerful races stood side by side—incomparable.
Yet it was precisely in such an era, filled with bloodshed, war, and slaughter, that countless powerful races were destroyed, vanishing in the midst of that extremely dazzling age.
"The Kunlun Remnant Race lives here, with dozens of powerful factions. They are one of the rulers of Flying Immortal Star." The ancient giant king said.
Ye Fan nodded. He had long heard that this star was very dangerous.
"So that means the creatures on Flying Immortal Star attack the other shore every so often—not only for the ancient Heavenly Court, but also for Kunlun Immortal Mountain, their ancestral land, and even more to find the Immortal Bell, to recover their lost supreme ancestral artifact." Ye Fan murmured softly.
He noticed the giant king's words—the Kunlun Remnant Race was only one of the rulers of this star. There were other powerful forces.
"Another group calls themselves Qi Refiners, swallowing clouds and eating qi. Though few in number, they are all extremely powerful. They are outsiders, seemingly searching for something."
When he heard this, Ye Fan's expression shook. He had unexpectedly heard news of the Pre-Qin Qi Refiners!
This was indeed unexpected for him. They should be a group of outstanding talents from Earth, all with great origins and backgrounds.
In the past, he had pursued them, wanting to learn their whereabouts. He never thought they would be on Flying Immortal Star.
"That's right. The Kunlun Remnant Race attacked Earth, wanting to ascend to the immortal mountain ancestral land. After the Pre-Qin Qi Refiners rose, they must have followed this path back here." Ye Fan muttered to himself.
The giant nodded. The two sides were indeed in a hostile stance, having fought terrible bloody battles in the past. But in recent years, things had been relatively calm, with no more campaigns.
Ye Fan's heart was unsettled. He thought of many things—perhaps on this star he could meet many ancients from Earth, some with names like thunder, some both divine and human, full of mysteries.
In the past, he lacked the strength to come here. Even if he came, he would only die in vain. Now it was different—he had become one of the overlords of the universe. Unless the Supremes of the Forbidden Zones emerged, few could match him!
Ye Fan bid farewell to the primitive giant. With a flash, he traversed the land and arrived at the central immortal soil.
The so-called immortal soil was withered and decayed, with not a blade of grass growing, desolate beyond measure. The land was red, without a single plant, cold and bleak—completely different from what one might imagine.
The territory here was vast, its boundaries unknown, as if space-time great formations (shi kong da zhen) shrouded it, making it boundless.
Ye Fan strolled here, sensing a faint fluctuation. Beneath this great earth, it seemed like several supreme deities were bound by iron chains, battling and roaring.
This feeling was very strange, feeling illusory and ethereal.
Ye Fan frowned, focusing his mind to sense. This time it was different. His divine sense sea captured a vast expanse of brilliant light rain, like people ascending to immortality, like gods descending to the mortal world.
That was a vast immortal realm, with immortal birds and auspicious beasts dancing, with magnificent palaces suspended on white clouds—all peaceful and harmonious.
And in the scene of feathered ascension to immortality, there were several immortal masters whose lives were about to dry up. They were speaking with effort, as if warning the beings of the human world.
"What a strange feeling!"
Ye Fan was truly shocked. Powerful as he was, at the Quasi-Emperor Sixth Heaven, possibly breaking through to higher levels in recent years, yet here he could not distinguish illusion from reality.
He could not discern which was real.
The more he extended his divine sense, the stranger it became, the more unusual it felt, the more it confused him.
He probed again, seeing several great immortal kings sitting on meditation cushions. Beneath the cushions, black mist surged heavenward, and several demon ancestors roared, their bodies pierced by orderly immortal chains.
"What is this?"
He trusted his feelings and divine abilities, but here he was obstructed, various illusions and mists of confusion appearing, making it hard to distinguish truth from falsehood.
Ye Fan did not act rashly. The seal could not be broken now. He believed the primitive giant king's words, turned and left, entering another land.
"Roar..."
"Who dares trespass on the Kunlun Remnant Race's sacred land?"
Amid roar-like shouts like a demon king, a massive figure appeared in the high sky, looking down at Ye Fan, roaring. This was a fierce being formed by the activation of a supreme great formation.
He was an imprint, yet hardly different from a real person, actually reaching the Quasi-Emperor realm!
Ye Fan's eyes flickered. The Kunlun Remnant Race was indeed formidable. The moment he showed himself, such a Quasi-Emperor-level imprint manifested. If an ordinary person came, they would surely die.
He also clearly saw a giant stele ahead, inscribed with: Qiongqi Tribe.
Ye Fan showed a strange expression. Ancient Chinese myths and legends had records of this fierce beast (xiong shou), and quite a few. The Classic of Mountains and Seas described it: "On Gui Mountain there is a beast, shaped like an ox, with porcupine-like hair, named Qiongqi, its sound like a howling dog, and it eats people."
The Quasi-Emperor-level creature imprint in the sky was exactly Qiongqi!
Ye Fan looked. In the mountain range was a powerful tribe, all of this creature type. This was one kind of Kunlun Remnant Race.
He did not fight, turned and left, entering the neighboring vast territory. He successively saw Taowu, Hundun, Taotie and other fierce beasts (xiong shou). All four great fierce beasts (xiong shou) were present, all as Kunlun Remnant Race.
"Truly powerful!" Ye Fan sighed. These were ancient divine beasts and fierce beasts (xiong shou), all visible here.
Finally, he saw a terrifying mountain range, red as blood, majestic as a dragon, stretching for hundreds of thousands to millions of li.
"Zhulong Tribe!"
Ye Fan's eyes flickered. This was absolutely a terrifying race. This was their dwelling place.
Zhulong was mentioned in various ancient texts. Qu Yuan's "Heavenly Questions" recorded: "Where does the sun not reach? What does Zhulong illuminate?"
The Classic of Mountains and Seas and the Huainanzi also recorded it, describing its form, origin, and birthplace.
There were too many accounts about it—opening its eyes brought daylight, closing them brought night. Some records said it created heaven and earth, giving birth to all things.
All sorts of accounts, enough to show its power and terror.
Ye Fan speculated that Zhulong must have been a Supreme of the Kunlun Remnant Race, destroyed in the mythological era. This could be seen from its legends.
Ye Fan traversed this region without truly penetrating deep, but he sensed their power. Their magical abilities were astonishing, with dozens of war divisions.
Finally, he crossed over and arrived at another terrifying region of Flying Immortal Star, belonging to the Qi Refiners.
As soon as Ye Fan arrived here, he was stunned. The architectural style truly matched the ancient Chinese ruins and buildings he knew, as if he had returned to Earth.
Soon, when he walked to a strange terrain, the architectural style changed dramatically.
"Great Thunderclap Monastery!"
Ye Fan's gaze froze. Here he saw this famous monastery again. It was grand and solemn, bathed in the setting sun, stained with inviolable sacred radiance.
"Is Shakyamuni inside?" he murmured softly, staring for a long time, but did not enter.
This entire region was filled with temples, ancient monasteries hidden in deep mountains.
When he crossed over and arrived at another region, he saw one Daoist temple after another.
His heart trembled. This place absolutely had Quasi-Emperors and other extraordinary experts. Powerful figures from ancient China might be hidden here.
Traveling over mountains and rivers, not using magical power, he walked through vast regions. Finally, resting at an unnamed small mountain, he saw a small broken temple.
An old Daoist was smiling at him, seemingly having sensed him long ago, staring at him since he appeared on the horizon.
"Benefactor, should I address you as Sacred Body Ye Fan, or Heavenly Emperor Ye Fan, or perhaps Emperor Venerable?"
Ye Fan was stunned on the spot. Why say such things?
"Hmm, you should not be Emperor Venerable. I was mistaken. Let me address you as Benefactor Ye." The old Daoist nodded, greeting him from the small mountain.
Just one chapter today. I'm attending the 138 Reading Website authors' meeting. I truly have no backup chapters, otherwise how could I only do one chapter at this critical end-of-month moment? Two chapters are impossible. I'll work hard tomorrow.