Chapter 891: Imperial Ripples
The Great Accomplishment Saint Body transformed into a rain of light, drop by drop, sinking into the earthen mound, vanishing into the desolate mountains and wild hills. Unknown to the world, he thus ascended.
At the same time, Ye Fan's primordial spirit trembled. The light that the Great Accomplishment Saint Body had pointed into his brow dimmed and finally disappeared.
"He has left this world."
Ye Fan stood on the black broken mountain, silent. He could foresee the Great Accomplishment Saint Body's end—to have seen all the magnificent mountains and rivers, only to ultimately depart from the mortal dust.
A backward glance after more than a hundred thousand years, standing before the graves of comrades, old friends, and beloved ones—there was a unique poignancy, witnessing them age and die one by one, finally burying their bones with his own hands.
Ye Fan thought of many things. Would this also be his life? Half a lifetime of glory, half a lifetime of lonely desolation. Would he have to watch Pang Bo, Ji Ziyue, and the others grow old, one by one, and ultimately bury their bones in sorrow?
This kind of ending was too tragic. He did not want such a result. If such a day truly came, how would he face it?
At this moment, he truly felt the sorrow of the Great Accomplishment Saint Body—watching the people around him walk toward the end of life, parting from those who had once fought alongside him, seeing them return to the yellow earth with his own eyes. What kind of desolate grief was that?
Thinking of those scenes, Ye Fan couldn't help but shiver. Then he slowly came back to his senses, the only comfort being that day was still far away.
"What are you thinking about?" Yan Yixi asked.
Ye Fan quickly gathered his thoughts. The Great Accomplishment Saint Body was a mirror, reflecting his own past life and indirectly revealing his own future.
"A pity. He left just like that. This was a being who could contend with the ancient Great Emperors. Missing him is like missing an immortal tomb. For those who wish to investigate the past of the Great Emperors, it is an immeasurable and incalculable loss." Duan De clicked his tongue.
Before long, the Monkey and Pang Bo returned. They had pursued for thirty thousand li, but only found traces left by Hua Yunfei and Li Xiaoman, unable to engage them in battle.
"What happened here? The aura of an ancient Great Emperor just now was utterly terrifying. We couldn't even move from afar." Pang Bo said.
Ye Fan recounted what had just happened, startling even Qi Luo into speechlessness, his eyes wide, repeatedly calling it terrifying, regrettable, and lamentable.
The great battle here was completely over. No one knew how many enemies had been slain. The twelve Primordial Slaughter Formations had reaped countless lives. This broken mountain was covered everywhere with severed limbs, heads, broken bones, and bloody mud—like a Shura field!
"It's over..." Ye Fan murmured to himself.
Blood mist filled the air, swirling above the black broken mountain, thick with the stench of gore, making one want to vomit. Broken bones and minced flesh piled together, a horrifying sight.
Within the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range, many people had not entered the central area, only coming to watch from afar. Now that the killing formations had collapsed, they dared to approach, but all were horrified, chilled to the bone from head to toe.
The black broken mountain was drenched red with blood. The brutal scene made everyone's heart pound and their hair stand on end.
Some timid people let out strange cries and quickly retreated. The scene here was too terrifying. This was not the human world—it was clearly a true purgatory.
At the foot of the mountain, many people stood frozen, watching streams of blood flow down the black mountain body, from the clouds all the way to the mountain's base. This horrifying spectacle shook everyone.
In the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range, every black mountain was tens of thousands of ren high. These were the severed mountain paths. The Crocodile Ancestor had only brought a single primordial spirit into this world, along with some descendants. The divine fetus born from this ancient star should not be a physical entity.
"That's right. The primordial spirit transforms again, giving birth to a divine fetus. The demon clan has such a heaven-defying technique that can reshape a second true body!" Duan De said.
"Is there such a saying? Even this old man has never heard of it." Qi Luo interjected from the side.
Duan De's expression was serious. He nodded in affirmation. He had seen a mural like this in an ancient tomb—the primordial spirit undergoing transformation, giving birth to a divine fetus, reenacting a second life. If the original body perished, this life could take its place.
"A very heaven-defying method." Pang Bo was astonished.
Black Emperor nodded and said solemnly, "Indeed. The demon clan does have such a heaven-defying technique, long lost over the years. In the present age, almost no one can perform it."
The divine fetus born from this method was not an incarnation. If truly successful, it would become a second self. Of course, every advantage had a disadvantage. Who would be the dominant one was a major problem, potentially leading to self-harm and conflict with the first true body, because no one wanted to be someone else's shadow.
"The Crocodile Ancestor's second true body, also known as the so-called divine fetus, is connected to Li Xiaoman. As long as we find her, we can smoothly eliminate it." Ye Fan said.
The Heavenly Village gained two more people. Wu Zhongtian and Jiang Huairen were rescued from the Nine Nether Mountain, achieving a true reunion of old friends.
That was a place sealed by an ancient divine formation. Back then, they had been pursued with no escape above or below, and had stumbled into it, thereby escaping disaster. Now, they had finally broken free.
Meeting old friends again, there was naturally endless talk. They drank and reminisced about the past.
A month later, the uproar over the Human Clan Great Emperor finally calmed somewhat. It was no longer as clamorous as before. Many people began to think, rather than repeatedly chasing after something.
Once the Great Emperor storm passed, the killing formation at the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range immediately became the focus of discussion. No one knew how many had died in that battle. The two ancient assassin divine dynasties regretted it so much their intestines turned green.
"Everything was set up from the Five-Colored Altar. It was all the doing of the Human Clan Sacred Body, luring his great enemies into the trap."
How many had died in the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range? No one could count. The blood had dyed several black mountains red, flowing to the foot of the mountains, an utterly chilling sight.
"It was all a fake. He never intended to leave this world. It was only to eliminate his great enemies."
That battle had killed until people's minds were unsettled and their five viscera trembled. Though the slaughter had long passed, it still made many people's spines run cold. It was simply too bloody.
"Killed until people's hearts trembled with fear. After this battle, in this era without saints, not many would dare to provoke the Human Clan Sacred Body, right?" This was the sentiment of many, all of them terrified.
Ye Fan had flattened an ancient aristocratic clan, fought against the ancient assassin divine dynasties, slain Yuangu, killed the Hell Divine Maiden, shot down the Mortal World Divine Son, and dyed the Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range with blood in a shocking killing formation. With such momentum, who would dare to court trouble?
"Celestial Prince, a real man keeps his word. This poor Daoist, Primordial, and my junior brother, Tongtian, await you in the Divine City to deliver the heart of the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree."
On this day, two Daoists made a declaration in the Divine City, demanding that the Celestial Prince fulfill his promise and deliver the bet he had wagered.
"Dang"
In the outer domain battlefield, a sealed ancient ship emitted a metallic clang, and a wave of life force came from within. If Ye Fan, Li Tian, and Yan Yixi were here, they would be shocked. It was the mysterious ancient ship they had seen in the outer heavens when crossing from Ziwei.
"Is there still a living Great Emperor in the Big Dipper Ancient Star Domain? The terrifying fluctuations from a month ago have completely disappeared, never to reappear. Hmm... Primordial Daoist and Tongtian Daoist. Interesting titles." A voice came from within the mysterious ancient ship.