Chapter 1578: Great Secret

Chapter 1582: The Great Secret

"Brother, where are you? Come back quickly to see Father, he's back!" Little Kylin cried, tears streaming down her face, as she embraced the old Kylin Sovereign. The Ancient Sovereign was fading, his life force almost extinguished.

Once a peerless Ancient Sovereign, he was now in the twilight of his life, unable to reverse his decline, his body so aged that he could barely control it.

"He is in the cosmic borderlands, living well," the Kylin Sovereign whispered, a gentle expression on his face, vastly different from his former supreme majesty. At this moment, he was simply a loving father.

Yet, he coughed up blood frequently, the bright red drops alarming. He struggled to restrain himself, ensuring his imperial body, even in its decay, wouldn't harm his daughter. For even a dying imperial body could shatter all things.

"Father, please, you must live! I don't want to be separated from you!" Little Kylin cried until her voice was hoarse and her eyes were red. She had never been so terrified, feeling like a pitiful, helpless little girl walking alone on a cold, late-night street.

"I also wish to live, I can't bear to leave you, but a person's strength eventually wanes; death is inevitable. Longevity... it's difficult," the Ancient Kylin Sovereign sighed, then coughed up another large mouthful of crimson blood.

"There must be a way! You can definitely live on! Father survived safely from the Primordial Era until today, surely you can continue to exist!" Little Kylin wailed.

"My foolish child, that was achieved at the most terrible cost: by severing my Ancient Sovereign Dao status. What can your father do now? My primordial spirit has already decayed," the Ancient Kylin Sovereign whispered.

Then, his eyes suddenly shone with dazzling brilliance. He said, "What your father saw and heard on the path to immortality is world-shattering; it can help future generations ascend. However... I cannot leave it to you; doing so would only harm you."

As he spoke, he looked up at the starry sky, and the light from his forehead erupted, sending all his spiritual insights and imprints into the universe, transforming into a brilliant rain of light.

"My path to immortality, my method of immortality, all the insights and experiences of me, the Kylin Sovereign, on that path are contained within this. Not given to my daughter, nor passed to my son, but left for those destined to find it!"

The Kylin Sovereign's roar echoed across the eight directions of the universe, shaking the entire human realm. Such was the boundless, supreme terror of an Ancient Sovereign.

He feared that leaving such things directly to his descendants would harm them, as there were still supreme beings in this world who could reach for it. So, he cast it directly into the universe, illuminating the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, allowing people to search for it in the cosmic void.

"Father..." Little Kylin, seeing her dying father still worrying about her and her brother, felt her heart shatter from such profound love.

Light particles began to appear on the old Ancient Sovereign's body—a sign of his imminent dissolution into the Great Dao. He could no longer hold on. These signs had already been evident on the path to immortality, but he had forcibly suppressed them; now, he had finally reached his end.

The Ancient Kylin Sovereign cast a reluctant glance at his daughter, as if imprinting her image in his heart, then slowly yet firmly pushed Little Kylin away, preparing to embark on his final journey alone.

At this moment, Little Kylin knew it was irreversible. Her father, the one who could make all gods submit, who ventured into the Undying Mountain daily to pick enlightenment tea for her, was now departing from this world.

The strongest man, the most loving father, his life was withering, and he was about to bid her farewell forever.

"Father..." Little Kylin reached out, but grasped nothing. She cried loudly, "I hope for a next life, to forever be your daughter! Father, don't forget me, your eternal daughter!"

Tears blurred her eyes, and her heart was filled with extreme grief. She had experienced partings in the Primordial Era, but this time, facing a true eternal farewell, was unbearable.

In the sky, the Kylin Sovereign was dissolving into the Great Dao, transforming into a rain of light. However, he controlled it, directing the immortal light beyond the realm, ensuring it didn't disturb the area in the slightest. All his blood also burned away, leaving not a single drop.

"Clang!"

In his final moments, he even severed certain Dao principles that would have suppressed his daughter, causing those immortal chains to shatter and no longer serve as shackles.

Taking one last look, the old Ancient Sovereign let out a long howl that shook the cosmos. He transformed into the most dazzling rain of light and vanished into the cosmic borderlands.

Little Kylin cried until she fainted, weakly grasping at the void and wailing loudly. She had clearly seen the sadness in her powerful father's eyes—an expression she had never witnessed before, filled with reluctance—but ultimately, he had departed from her.

"Ancient Sovereign!""Supreme Ancestor!"On this ancient star, the entire Kylin clan was alarmed. People rushed over, wailing in sorrow, kneeling on the ground to bid farewell to the distant rain of light.

In the cosmic borderlands, an exceedingly desolate place, a man sat cross-legged on a meteorite. His upper body was bare, revealing lean, well-defined muscles, and his eyes were closed as he contemplated his Dao.

He had long blue hair. Though he appeared young, there was an air of vicissitude about him, as if he were an ascetic who had endured countless hardships and drifted to this place.

At that moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, two terrifying beams of light shooting forth. He clutched his chest, nearly suffocating, and whispered tremulously, "Who is it? Is it my sister? No, who exactly? Someone closest to me has died..."

His eyes suddenly widened significantly, and then he shot up, his body erupting with brilliant light. He gazed towards the Big Dipper starfield, trembling, "Could it be... Father? No!"

This was Huo Qilin, who had vanished years ago after his battle with Dao Yi, drifting in the cosmic borderlands, battling various strange creatures, and undergoing hellish ascetic training.

After he revived from the Divine Source back then, he had always lingered outside the Primordial Forbidden Zone, as he had always suspected that his father was not dead, his intuition terrifyingly sharp.

At that moment, he was gripped by fear and couldn't help but let out a mournful howl, wishing he could return to the Big Dipper immediately.

A blinding rain of light traversed the sky, blossoming not far away. A majestic figure materialized, none other than the Kylin Sovereign in his prime, gazing at him with dignity.

"Father!" Huo Qilin cried out, tears streaming down and blurring his vision. He knew his father had fallen; this was his final, undying imprint, arriving here to see him one last time.

"You are the child of an Ancient Sovereign; you should not shed tears, only blood. You must possess an invincible conviction, believing yourself stronger than me!"

The Kylin Sovereign's attitude towards his children was entirely different: his daughter was meant to be doted upon, while his son was the continuation of his will, to be rigorously pushed, embodying his hopes and serving to fulfill the dreams he had not realized.

"You must firmly believe you are the strongest, because you are the Kylin Sovereign's son, his hope, and you must surpass him!" the Ancient Kylin Sovereign roared.

In the end, he sighed once more, a trace of tenderness in his eyes, and said, "You have already done very well..."

"Father!" Huo Qilin roared, lunging forward like a madman.

However, the rain of light tore directly through the void, burying itself in the boundless universe, rapidly dimming. He did not want his son to be harmed by the Imperial Dao laws.

And so, an Ancient Sovereign met his end!

On the path to immortality, the Stone Emperor sneered, scanning the world with cold indifference. "Die? I am neither reconciled nor willing. My life is tough; this era should not end for me yet!"

Excluding the Amitabha Emperor's divine self, a total of eleven Supremes had embarked on the path to immortality. Now, five of them had fallen—precisely those Great Emperors and Supremes who had vowed to leave behind methods of immortality for future generations, validating them with their lives and blood.

Before their deaths, they had already imprinted their insights from the path to immortality into the universe, leaving them for future generations!

Those who remained were almost exclusively the primary instigators of the darkest turmoil, who had once massacred various regions, or mysterious Ancient Celestial Venerables from the Age of Mythology.

"Long Life Celestial Venerable, have you fallen within the Flying Immortal Cave?" roared a giant from the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Zone, his entire body covered in brilliant golden fur, so dazzling that people could barely open their eyes.

Everyone was astonished. Who exactly was he?

"The only one who survived... a Great Accomplishment Sacred Body!" an ancient Supreme whispered. Although his life-fire was dim, he persisted, his gaze cold as he surveyed the six directions and eight wildernesses.

"What?!"Some outside the domain were utterly shocked to hear his voice. That majestic man covered in golden fur was actually a Great Accomplishment Sacred Body—it was truly astonishing!

Now, the truth was revealed: the earliest master of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Zone was a Great Accomplishment Sacred Body of the Human Race, who had taken residence there!

"The Master of the Immortal Mausoleum, besides being the Long Life Celestial Venerable, also briefly served as the Master of the Underworld. Moreover, he once instigated a dark turmoil and had a complex history of grievances and affections with the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body!"

An ancient Supreme murmured, revealing the hidden truth.

This was truly astonishing. The Master of the Immortal Mausoleum's origins were too immense, too astounding. It was one thing to be the Long Life Celestial Venerable from the Age of Mythology, but to have also been the Master of the Underworld left everyone dumbfounded.

"This..." Many people were left speechless.

It was truly extraordinary, beyond people's imagination!

"It is rumored that an ominous transformation occurs in a Sacred Body's later years, where terrifying corpse fur grows. This is actually true! However, this Great Accomplishment Sacred Body seems to have controlled it, maintaining clarity of consciousness!"

Apart from the Long Life Celestial Venerable, the other five surviving Supremes remained on the path to immortality. They showed no signs of dissolving into the Great Dao, all struggling to hold on, unwilling to fall.

"Why do I feel that the greatest upheaval of all ages hasn't ended yet? These Supremes..." an old Great Sage said, a look of horror on his face, before suddenly stopping himself.

"Go, leave here!" A Quasi-Emperor felt a chill run down his spine, immediately tore through the fabric of the universe, and vanished in an instant.

At this moment, all cultivators moved in unison. The inexplicable sensation from before had returned; they collectively felt that a major change was impending for this world, and this particular place sent shivers down their spines.

Beyond the domain, an ancient, unadorned cauldron was approaching. It flew from the distant depths of the universe, covered in rust and verdigris. In fact, it barely retained the shape of a cauldron, being pieced together from fragments, with more than half of it missing and riddled with holes.

If Ye Fan were here, he would be astonished. This was the green copper cauldron left by the Heavenly Emperor, and remarkably, it comprised a third of the whole, just as much as he himself possessed!

"Master of the Immortal Mausoleum, Long Life Celestial Venerable, your end has come! To the Heavenly Court, you are an unforgivable sinner!" A roar erupted, shaking heaven and earth.

The green copper cauldron emitted a dazzling light, radiating brilliant splendor. It tore directly through the void, fully reviving, and crashed into the path to immortality, plunging into the chaotic void. It had not come for ascension; it had come to sever the path to immortality and slay the Master of the Immortal Mausoleum—the Long Life Celestial Venerable!

"A group calling themselves gods—they are a remnant tribe left behind by the Heavenly Court!" someone whispered.

No one had anticipated that the Divine Organization possessed a third of the green copper cauldron. Now, they were unleashing it at all costs, intending to shatter the immortal path and annihilate the Master of the Immortal Mausoleum.

This was truly breathtaking. That shattered immortal artifact was burning, a sign that it was about to self-destruct—it was utterly terrifying. To destroy the Long Life Celestial Venerable at all costs, what immense hatred must drive them?

"If not for you, how would the Heavenly Court have collapsed? The Heavenly Emperor would likely have succeeded. Sinner of ages, cease clinging to life and meet your end here!" One could only imagine how many tens of thousands of years they had waited for this opportunity.