Chapter 857: This Humble Daoist Is Primordial
In the Northern Domain, green mountains and clear waters were rarely seen. The boundless red earth stretched on, with desolate Gobi lacking vitality. Traveling onward for hundreds of thousands of miles without seeing a trace of human habitation, it was a scene of bleakness.
However, in recent times, this barren land had gradually become active. The figures of cultivators grew more and more numerous, especially in the various ancient cities, which were becoming increasingly lively.
Inns were almost completely full, especially this oasis near Qixia Plain. It was overcrowded, forcing many cultivators to travel far to other places.
"The pinnacle showdown, a battle between the Human Sacred Body and Yuangu. This is not only the most influential collision of the younger generation but also a clash between two races. It's a must-see!"
This was not just one person saying it; everyone was discussing it, all waiting with bated breath, because the date was approaching, and it was about to begin.
From all corners of the land, across the vast Five Domains, among the various races, almost all cultivators had heard the news and were on the move. No one knew how many experts had arrived to witness this great battle.
This battle had a tremendous impact, like a meteorite flying in from beyond the heavens and plunging into the great ocean, stirring up a massive storm that swept across the entire ancient star.
It could be said that the whole world was now watching, everyone anticipating, quietly waiting for this battle to begin.
The atmosphere in the Northern Domain was growing tense, making people feel suffocated. In just three more days, the battle would commence on Qixia Plain!
Ye Fan had already returned. After a long period of quiet contemplation and comprehending all his techniques, he held the scepter and began to carefully study the ancient scrolls of the Heavenly Court.
Together with Qi Luo, he had managed to complete the inheritance of the Heavenly Court. Now, all the profound mysteries were revealed, no longer incomplete. The Slaughter Scripture had returned to perfection.
Ye Fan held the Book of Time, his mind calm and spirit serene, silently contemplating. The Life-Slaying Grand Art was somewhat contradictory to his own Dao, but undeniably, it had its unique aspects. Using slaughter to attain the Dao was executed to the fullest.
"How are the Mortal World and Hell doing? Have they made any moves recently?"
This period of excessive tranquility put him on guard. If the two Divine Dynasties suddenly launched an attack during his duel with Yuangu, it would undoubtedly be devastating.
"The Mortal World has run into big trouble..." Li Heishui said with a sly chuckle.
This ancient Divine Dynasty had been targeted by the Divine Silkworm Ridge. After previously losing a Greatly Accomplished King, they had now lost another giant, and the "Thousand-Zhang Red Dust Realm" had been shattered.
The news was undoubtedly shocking, an unimaginable loss. The mortal world had ten thousand zhang of red dust. This Divine Dynasty claimed to be able to measure nine thousand zhang, possessing a total of nine small world halls.
Experts from the Divine Silkworm Ridge had used the secret art of "Unraveling the Cocoon to Find the Thread" to track them down to such an important location. One small world was obliterated, and not a single person managed to escape.
"It was still that old silkworm guarding the Divine Silkworm Daoist. He acted alone, cleaving apart that Thousand-Zhang Red Dust Hall. The news will soon spread across the Northern Domain."
Heavenly Village had special channels and received the news immediately. It hadn't yet spread outside, but they already knew.
Sure enough, not long after, a commotion arose in the Northern Domain. Such a disturbance erupting just before the battle between the Human Sacred Body and Yuangu left people shocked and suspicious.
Soon, the Divine Silkworm Ridge brought up the old matter. This was the second Greatly Accomplished King they had killed. Did this count as the leader of the Mortal World Divine Dynasty? They demanded the Divine Immortality Pill from Ye Fan.
Ye Fan responded, telling them to go to the Heavenly Pivot Stone Workshop in the Divine City to collect the Source. The Greatly Accomplished King was not the leader of the Mortal World; that Divine Dynasty had a Killing Sage.
A sage-level assassin? The world was shocked, like an autumn wind sweeping through, sending chills down everyone's spine.
The old Daoist from the Divine Silkworm Ridge fell silent but was unwilling to give up. Their Nine Marvelous Immortality Pill had flown away and was now rooted on the Primordial Abyss. They wanted to obtain the Qilin Medicine to compensate.
The restless Northern Domain, the agitated hearts of the people. The great battle was approaching, the wind filling the tower before the storm. Every wave of events tightened people's nerves.
"Give me the leads on the Mortal World and Hell." Ye Fan closed the Book of Time and looked at Qi Luo.
"What do you want to do?" Qi Luo was startled.
"These past few days, I've comprehended some wondrous techniques and need to test and try them out," Ye Fan said.
Heavenly Village was a remnant of the former Heavenly Court. They possessed many clues about Hell and the Mortal World, but due to their limited strength, they had always held back, unable to make a move.
"I'll go clean up those branches and leaves. It won't affect the overall situation. Give me a list of those who can be killed," Ye Fan demanded.
"That's reasonable. It can also let you find the feeling of a life-and-death battle," Qi Luo nodded.
At the same time, Yuangu was also on the move. He had consecutively broken through the eighteen ancient death trials of Primordial Lake, which were set up in ancient times by Emperor Yuan to test his descendants. He passed them all smoothly.
"Before the battle begins, I need to make my blood boil. Then, in one fell swoop, I will annihilate the Human Sacred Body!" On this day, Yuangu left Primordial Lake and also emerged.
On this day, the Northern Domain was restless. Death events occurred one after another. The number one young expert of the Ghost Clan was shattered with a single punch. The twin heroes of the Fallen Feather Clan had their heads taken off. The young master of the Blood Lightning Royal Clan was stomped to death!
Yuangu struck out, killing his way through. These people were all very powerful and arrogant, having once challenged his imperial majesty. Now, he killed them in one blow, leaving no survivors.
"Pfft"
In a desolate mountain, another rain of blood scattered. Yuangu killed his thirteenth expert, letting the blood splash all over his body. He was filled with a demonic aura.
With thick black hair, a tall stature, and terrifying eyes, he gazed into the distance and murmured, "My battle blood is about to boil. Human Sacred Body, I await you!"
Ye Fan walked out of Heavenly Village, holding a Book of Life and Death. He searched according to the records, and wherever he passed, a storm of blood and gore ensued. He killed people from Hell and the Mortal World one after another, stirring up a great wave.
With the great battle about to begin, such disturbances made the atmosphere in the Northern Domain increasingly tense. No one knew that it was the two main protagonists of the upcoming battle who were on the move.
"Who are you..." In an ancient Daoist temple in a desolate mountain, several old assassins with blood on their hands died with their eyes wide open. They had trained many disciples, but now they were uprooted.
"This humble Daoist is Primordial." At this moment, Ye Fan had transformed into a young Daoist priest. Wielding a sword, he went on a killing spree.
Half a day later, in a stretch of ancient tombs, Ye Fan entered alone, going deep underground. He began another massacre. Another secret stronghold was destroyed. Ye Fan unleashed various wondrous techniques, turning the place into a world of bloodshed, with over a hundred corpses lying on the ground.
Hell and the Mortal World had once hunted Dongfang Ye and Li Heishui until they had no way to heaven and no door to earth. Even now, Pang Bo was lost somewhere, and Liu Kou had been beheaded. Ye Fan had a fire of rage in his heart, which he had been suppressing, but it was now on the verge of boiling over.
In this battle, Ye Fan fought all the way from the Northern Domain to the Central Domain. It could only be described as a river of blood. The assassin Divine Dynasties suffered heavy losses, and many secret strongholds were razed to the ground.
The four words "This Humble Daoist Is Primordial" represented death. Holding a Book of Life and Death, he killed his way from north to south, throwing the entire Eastern Wasteland into chaos.
A young man specializing in slaying the ancient assassin Divine Dynasties, a merciless demon king, a Daoist priest turning the wheel of life and death, named Primordial, shook the eight desolates.
Only one character different from Emperor Wu Shi, this Daoist named Primordial stirred up a storm on this day. He was unstoppable, and wherever he passed, blood pooled and corpses lay, with few surviving!
"Little Leaf is getting carried away with the killing. I hope he can rein himself in," Li Heishui said worriedly.
Qi Luo said, "It's fine. This time is a life-and-death blood battle. Divine arts and cultivation levels are not the ultimate reliance. He has already realized this. That's why he reviewed the Heavenly Court's Slaughter Scripture. Now, he is searching for that instinct of bloodlust. Success or failure is simple; it lies only between life and death!"
The Mortal World, with its ten thousand zhang of red dust, was a chaotic, bustling place, accompanied by sorrow and joy, with no escape. An assassin Divine Dynasty using this as its name also represented a certain artistic conception. Once entangled by them, one's life was as good as over.
This ancient hall, claiming to be able to measure nine thousand zhang of red dust, had once been glorious, looking down upon the world, built from the skulls of various kings into an immortal ancient palace.
But within these two days, the disciples and followers of the Mortal World had died in countless numbers. This was a heavy blow. A young Daoist named Primordial had killed them until they were furious beyond measure.
Finally, Ye Fan stopped. Tomorrow, he would have the great battle with Yuangu, and he had found that feeling.
At the same time, on a great mountain in the Northern Domain, Yuangu stood bathed in blood, his hair even sticking together in clumps. He revealed a mouthful of snow-white teeth and said with a sinister smile, "Human Sacred Body, I can't wait!"
He was filled with the conviction of victory. The battle blood within him was boiling. With a hundred times the confidence, his fighting spirit soared. Slaughtering his enemies had nurtured in him a domineering aura of "only me, no one else." He longed to bathe in sacred blood.
Only one day remained before the great battle would begin. The world's winds and clouds converged on the Northern Domain. Many people were waiting, silently counting down.
The Divine City, the center of the Northern Domain, was now even more tumultuous. Too many people had come, too many experts had arrived. In this gambling city, many were placing bets, already starting to wager on who would win.
Now, the various major stone workshops were all deserted. No one was gambling on stones. Everyone was focused on the contest between the Human Sacred Body and Yuangu. Whether it was tea houses or inns, they were all packed to capacity.
Furthermore, one array platform after another had already been carved. Tomorrow morning, countless cultivators would cross the void and head to Qixia Plain.
Undoubtedly, this gambling had also sparked a series of debates, endless arguments, and even many bloody incidents.
"What is the Human Sacred Body? How can he be compared to the bloodline of an Ancient Emperor? He will surely die this time!" The one who could say such words was naturally a cultivator of the Ancient Clan.
Some human cultivators refuted, saying, "Yuangu is no good. He will surely lose this time. The Human Sacred Body has even broken the curse. Unless a young Great Emperor is reborn, no one of the same generation can stand against him!"
"How can the ancient Great Emperors compare to the ancient Emperors? As their descendants, I believe Yuangu can cleave apart the Human Imperial Son, let alone a mere Sacred Body."
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This was a great quarrel. It was the same everywhere in the Northern Domain, with many bloody incidents occurring. The duel between Ye Fan and Yuangu had already escalated into a debate over whether the ancient Great Emperors or the ancient Emperors were superior.
The clamorous Northern Domain, the restless hearts of the people. The tension before the battle had reached its peak. This battle had far-reaching implications, involving many things, and would most likely be recorded in history books.
"Imperial arts shock the world; they will surely overpower human mystical techniques and suppress the Sacred Body!"
"The ancient Emperors died young, while some human Great Emperors may still be alive. The outcome is already clear!"
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This was no longer just a duel between two individuals. It had dragged in the various forces behind them. Everyone was discussing it, and many people were arguing.
Who was stronger, the Human Sacred Body or the bloodline of an ancient Emperor?
The ultimate secret arts of the ancient Emperors, the extreme Dao mystical techniques of the ancient Great Emperors—this time, they would clash. Comparing the two, in a final confrontation, who would prevail?
On December 28th, at 8 PM, on the YY channel 2579, there will be an event. I will go answer some questions from book friends. Book friends who are free can come.
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