Chapter 899: Severing the Dao
The Ayu Sacred Lake was clear and translucent, a bright pearl on this high plateau. Legend said that Amitabha once bathed his golden body here and planted azure lotuses. People often came, prostrating themselves with every step, solely to pay homage.
Some elderly herders would walk for years, and some even died along the way. Yet they did not regard this as suffering; instead, they savored and enjoyed the process, treating it with seriousness. One pilgrimage was equivalent to a spiritual sublimation.
These people, even if covered in wounds, would be filled with vigor the moment they arrived before Ayu Lake, as if they had completed the most important task of their lives.
Ye Fan and An Miaoyi walked around the Ayu Sacred Lake. Neither of them spoke, silently strolling like an immortal couple, then heading deeper into the plateau.
They saw some pilgrims, incredibly devout, worshiping with their very lives. Every person had to see them off on that day; she had lost her usual smile.
"I say, kid, you really have to go? Can't you at least conceive a Sacred Body Dao Fetus before leaving? If not, I'll go catch one for you—this Emperor is going all out!" said the Big Black Dog. His words made everyone laugh despite themselves, lightening the oppressive atmosphere of parting.
The ancestral temple of the Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty would open in three more days. By then, heroes from all paths would gather in the Central Province, igniting the storm of the world!
Ye Fan, the Monkey, Duan De, and the others set out early to avoid any accidents that might cause them to miss the time, making ample preparations outside the venue.
Not everyone could enter the ancestral temple. Only a very small number of people from the Five Domains were qualified to go in. This was the result of joint discussions among the various sects. Apart from the immortal great sects, it was very difficult for others to get involved.
The immortal inheritances, as representatives of the world, could naturally suppress everything. Even if other small sects wanted to oppose this decision, it was useless. Of course, if a rogue cultivator was strong enough, they could also enter, but they would need to pass several difficult trials, earning their qualification through battle.
As soon as Ye Fan arrived in the Central Province, he drew the attention of the world. The Four Divine Dynasties directly sent him a letter, inviting him to jointly explore the ancestral temple, granting him qualification immediately.
Afterward, ancient imperial princes like the Monkey, the Celestial Prince, Huang Xudao, Fire Qilin Child, Huo Qizi, and the Divine Silkworm Daoist were also announced as qualified to enter.
Li Tian, Li Heishui, and the others were dissatisfied—they didn't even have qualification. Black Emperor and Duan De even shouted, "Damn it, can't we just fight our way in? Let's form a team and slaughter everything until the heavens overturn!"
The conditions for entering were extremely harsh, naturally causing dissatisfaction among the people. But soon, everyone fell silent. This time, apart from the Four Divine Dynasties and Yaoguang, even other immortal holy lands only had a few slots. Many great sects only had one sect master allowed to enter.
It was easy to imagine how precious those letters confirming qualification were. This was a form of recognition, a joint acknowledgment of a major power's prestige and status.
"I can't wait. I hope the Celestial Prince goes in so I can settle our grudge!" said the Monkey.
"I hope Wang Teng appears, and I also hope the other two divine sons and divine daughters of the Assassin Divine Dynasty show up, so I can avenge our blood debt!" said Li Heishui and Jiang Huairen.
"I have a feeling that Hua Yunfei and Li Xiaoman will definitely appear!" said Pang Bo.
The ancestral temple would open in three more days. Outside the former number one ancestral vein of the Central Province, experts were already as numerous as clouds. All the great lords had appeared, and even a large number of experts from the various Primeval tribes had arrived.
The Central Province Dragon Vein was packed with people. The ten directions were stirred, all converging here!