# Chapter 1811: The Third Life
"Master!"
Little Pine had tears in his eyes. He was originally a gentle and shy "pure-hearted one," but now seeing Ye Fan covered in blood and swaying violently, he couldn't help but cry loudly.
Back then, ignorant and naive, he had been just a little squirrel when Ye Fan brought him onto this different path. Now, seeing his master with white hair, declining blood and qi, on the verge of death at any moment, he was heartbroken. Supporting him, he kept shedding tears.
"Master, let's return to the Heavenly Court and take the Immortal Pill." Little Pine was about to carry Ye Fan on his back and take him away.
Ye Fan shook his head, telling him to put him down. He sat motionless in the lotus position in the starry sky. His injuries were severe, but that wasn't the key issue—the most terrifying thing was that his body was about to wither away.
From all across the universe, endless streams of essence energy surged forth. Many star domains grew dim as the light of countless stars was drawn in, merging into the Heavenly Emperor's body.
Ye Fan regulated his breathing. His entire body overflowed with sparkling precious light, drawing back all the Heavenly Emperor blood that had splattered out, merging it back into his body. Then he refined the blood energy of the several Supremes into a few strands of essence, tempering them into divine essence to heal himself.
His wounded body healed, his blood energy converged, and the Heavenly Emperor's body appeared to have recovered. But this was nothing—the most terrifying was the decline of his physical form, which was difficult to reverse.
Ye Fan's Heavenly Emperor body could no longer store much essence energy. After the starlight of the eight directions entered his body to a certain degree, it began to automatically overflow, no longer accumulating.
His body was decaying, his blood energy drying up, like a rusty iron pot that couldn't hold too much water—it would all leak out, showing signs of a candle flickering in the wind, about to end this life.
Even divine medicine was useless. Ye Fan was showing signs of heading toward extinction. No one could save him; no precious medicine could restore his youth.
In this situation, he couldn't even make the ultimate leap to live out a third life and save himself. He had exhausted his last reserves, grinding away the divine fetus within his body during that shocking battle.
Fighting seven Supremes had already pushed him to his limits. Forcibly raising a mouthful of essence blood to return to his peak state had caused great loss to himself. Then fighting the unparalleled expert Immortal Emperor like this had exhausted the immortal essence he had accumulated over the years.
"Master!" Little Pine wept, watching his master—who had once dominated the world, undefeated across heaven and earth—now so aged, with white hair and bloodstains, about to die in the passage of time. His heart felt like it was being twisted.
This situation was truly powerless. If a person's soul fire was about to go out, how could they continue living? Ye Fan was forcibly holding onto his last breath; otherwise, his primordial spirit would have completely dimmed.
He smiled slightly. The affairs of the world were truly unpredictable. He had also come to this step—invincible under heaven for fifty thousand years, only to finally attract the assassination of Immortal Emperor.
Clearly, the other party had also experienced such a late life and was very familiar with this state. Therefore, when he struck, he was highly targeted, aiming to grind away the immortal essence within his body, not giving him any chance.
People like them, even if their bodies were broken and their primordial spirits shattered, wouldn't die. In this late life, the most precious thing was the accumulated longevity essence—the fundamental resource for transforming into the next life.
Ye Fan had observed Guan Cheng, recalled the White-Robed Divine King, examined Golden Crow Great Emperor, explored Little Divine Silkworm, and had close contact with those who had lived out a second life. He had already explored the mystery of living another life at the point of death.
One method could allow living out one life, but it was difficult to repeat.
He had accumulated for many years, preparing for this day. Although he appeared withered in form and spirit, with his lifespan about to end and his origin already exhausted, that was only the surface. Secretly, a trace of immortal essence substance was gestating, like a divine fetus.
Unfortunately, Ye Fan had prepared for so long, yet it was destroyed like this. The Heavenly Emperor's attack was extraordinary, too fierce and violent. If he didn't resist with full force, he simply couldn't block it.
In fact, Ye Fan could guess that the Heavenly Emperor's attack was mainly aimed at his Heavenly Emperor imprint and the longevity substances he had accumulated that outsiders didn't know about.
"Don't cry." Ye Fan coughed up a mouthful of blood and said to Little Pine with a smile. He had lived for over fifty thousand years and had seen countless cycles of life and death in the mortal world. Facing his own end, there was nothing much to it.
"Master, I don't want you to die!" Little Pine wiped away his tears, sat down opposite him, and wanted to refine his own origin to extend Ye Fan's life.
Ye Fan shook his head, stopping him, and said, "That won't work."
"Then what will work? Master, you must know, right? Please tell me. I will definitely go find a way to save your life." Little Pine asked hopefully.
"Don't be sad. Even if Heaven wants to take me away, it won't be so easy, because I don't want to die yet." Ye Fan forcibly raised a strand of essence energy, keeping his divine fire from dispersing.
Just as he said, he wanted to struggle. Even if only one breath remained, he would never yield. He would strive to live out another life, because there were still some things he needed to do. The vows and promises from back then were still ringing in his ears—he wanted to unfold a grand battle plan for longevity.
"Crack"
But Ye Fan was truly too aged. Having exhausted his immortal essence, his Immortal Platform was densely covered with cracks, about to shatter at any moment, while his physical body might directly burn to ashes.
He was on the edge of an extremely dangerous state. If he couldn't live out another life, he would directly dissolve into the Dao and head toward the end of life.
Ask the world, who could block a single strike from Immortal Emperor? Throughout the ages, how many could match him? Now Ye Fan had done it, dragging his decaying body to fight for such a long time—it was a miracle.
For several consecutive days, Ye Fan sat cross-legged with eyes closed, not returning to the Heavenly Court, motionless in this starry sky.
Meanwhile, the outside world was already in an uproar. The Heavenly Emperor cutting down seven Ancient Emperors in a single day—this was like a mythical legend. Who could compare?
What shocked people most was that Immortal Emperor, who had disappeared for ages, had reappeared, fighting with the Heavenly Emperor. This was a reenactment of the Immortal War, sending chills down spines and then stirring battle blood to boil.
The battle ended, but the world was not at peace.
The various races had complex emotions. Especially the powerful races that worshipped Immortal Emperor—they had an indescribable, inexpressible feeling.
And more people were calling out the Heavenly Emperor's name. Fighting to this point with an aged body, cutting off the Flying Immortal Waterfall, forcing back the Heavenly Emperor—this was already the most glorious achievement, unmatched by anyone.
The Heavenly Court had already mobilized. Endless heavenly soldiers and generals, like dark clouds, surrounded this star domain, guarding the Heavenly Emperor, waiting for his rebirth. Although the outside world was spreading rumors that the Heavenly Emperor was in his late years, with little life left and unable to continue living, the heavenly soldiers and generals refused to accept it, believing the Heavenly Emperor would not leave the world.
But everyone carried worry. Although it was hard to accept the current situation, the facts were right before their eyes. The Heavenly Emperor, who intimidated the nine heavens and ten lands and was undefeated, was truly about to sit in meditation and pass away.
Little Pine moved the Primordial Ancient Mine, which had been exposed to the world during this battle, over here. Inside were all Primordial Life Stones, brimming with life energy. Ye Fan entered, using this heaven-defying place to recuperate.
For a full half month, Ye Fan's state remained unchanged, maintaining that state of impending death.
"Master was about to die, but his will was firm, and he forcibly gave birth to a bit of immortal essence, preserving this life's body. Moreover, this Primordial Ancient Mine still had some effect. I must find a way to help Master reverse his fate."
Little Pine was despondent. After thinking, he carried Ye Fan on his back and instantly tore through the void. From that day on, they disappeared from the world. No one knew where they had gone.
On Earth, within the Kunlun Immortal Mountain, their figures appeared. Little Pine carried Ye Fan to the Immortal Ascension Ground—the place where the Green Copper Cauldron was nurtured.
For a full ten years, they were cut off from the world. Outside, everyone was saying that the Heavenly Emperor had died, ending his extremely glorious and legendary life.
"What a pity. The Heavenly Emperor left the world like this. It's regrettable that we couldn't see him at his youthful peak engage in a supreme battle with the Heavenly Emperor."
"Immortal Emperor is truly terrifying. What method did he use to still be in his prime? Could there be longevity substances on the other side of the Flying Immortal Waterfall?"
"The Heavenly Emperor's strength truly defies heaven. What a pity for the Heavenly Emperor!"
In Kunlun, immortal qi rose, flowing with light and color, filled with dense mist, like a fairyland.
Little Pine used great power to activate this place, making the ten thousand Dragon Head Peaks spit out dragon saliva again, gathering toward the Immortal Ascension Pool. Immortal light radiated in all directions, mist spreading everywhere.
For these ten years, Ye Fan sat motionless in the Immortal Ascension Pool. The dragon saliva converged, nourishing his body, maintaining his condition from worsening, temporarily preserving his state.
To truly live, he still had to rely on himself. Everything external was useless, because this time he was walking the path of living out another life. Using divine medicine to extend longevity was no longer effective.
For ten years, Little Pine thought of every method. He even took out the small section of Flying Immortal Waterfall from within Ye Fan's cauldron, carefully studying this substance left on the path of longevity. In the end, he didn't find a life-saving method, but his Dao cultivation increased imperceptibly.
Another three years passed. Little Pine brought Nannan to Kunlun. The little girl had slept for three thousand years and had just awakened. Seeing Ye Fan like this, she immediately started crying sadly.
"Big Brother... wake up."
Ye Fan opened his eyes with difficulty and said, "Nannan, don't cry. Big Brother will be fine."
The little girl kept shedding tears. Little Pine guided all her tears into the Immortal Ascension Pool, but there was still no effect, because Ye Fan was already a Heavenly Emperor. There were almost no things in this world that could defy heaven and change his fate.
"Big Brother... eat Nannan. You will definitely survive." The little girl actually said such words, tears continuously falling.
Little Nannan, who looked only two or three years old, begged the white-haired Heavenly Emperor, who was about to reach the end of his life, to eat her. It seemed strange, but it caused great pain in the hearts of those present.
Even Ye Fan's nose tingled slightly, and waves stirred in his heart. He wiped away her tears and said, "Nannan, be good. Don't overthink. Big Brother doesn't want to die. Even Heaven can't take me away."
"Nannan doesn't want Big Brother to die..." The little girl's eyes were hazy with tears, pitifully saying.
"Don't worry. I will definitely survive." Ye Fan replied.
In fact, Ruthless Great Emperor in the Ancient Forbidden Land had undergone a mysterious transformation, which severely affected the little girl. She hadn't stayed here long before she fell asleep again, sinking into slumber.
"Little Pine, take her away. No one should come near. I need ten years of quiet meditation!" Ye Fan's gaze suddenly became firm, and he instructed like this.
"Master..." Little Pine's heart trembled.
"Don't worry. I've understood enough. Although there's only a little immortal essence in my body, it's enough. I can undergo nirvana and take that step." Ye Fan said.
He had sensed a bit of immortal essence, and these dozen-plus years hovering on the edge of death had allowed him to comprehend more. Living out a new life, undergoing nirvana and sublimation—this had to be built on such "ruins."
Little Pine left, taking Nannan away.
From that day on, Ye Fan wandered between life and death all day. He thought of the White-Robed Divine King's desperate situation back then, recalled Little Silkworm's symptoms of always forgetting the past, and pondered the gains from personally exploring Guan Cheng and Golden Crow Great Emperor back then.
As time passed, the Immortal Ascension Pool, shaped like a placenta, maintained Ye Fan's strange state of neither being born nor dying, buying him the most precious time.
Not needing ten years, only seven years later, blood energy surged to the heavens from this place, piercing through the clouds, startling all living beings across the myriad domains of the universe.
At this time, the outside world was spreading rumors that the Heavenly Emperor had sat in meditation and passed away, that there was no more of him in the world. But today, everyone was shocked. The vast myriad Daos were all wailing, all submitting, while the strong across the universe, no matter how far away, trembled and couldn't help but want to kowtow.
Everyone looked toward one direction. No matter how far, even across countless star systems, they all saw rushing time fragments and witnessed a shocking scene that would shake the ages.
Boundless blood energy surged to the heavens. The Heavenly Emperor reappeared, slowly standing up. Amid the vigorous blood energy like a sea and powerful life force, he was reborn through nirvana, rising again!
It was a young Heavenly Emperor, only about twenty years old, with black hair like a waterfall, naturally draping over his crystalline body. He stood in the vast heavens, looking down upon all living things!
He had lived out his third life, powerful enough to make hearts tremble.
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