A person who has met the Azure Emperor! Such an individual must be incredibly astonishing, a living historical record. How many years have they existed? It's unbelievable, truly defying nature.
This individual wasn't sealed within a divine source; instead, they are a supreme expert of the Divine Clan who has lived continuously.
The Azure Emperor passed away over ten millennia ago, yet this individual once paid homage to him. This means they must be at least ten thousand years old, which is truly terrifying.
Clearly, ordinary individuals could not have met the Azure Emperor at that time. One must have held an extremely high status, with cultivation transcending the mundane and reaching sainthood, a level that requires significant time to attain.
This is a true living fossil!
“The Demon Emperor's majesty was supreme, gazing over all ages and disdaining the world. His imposing presence still sends shivers down one's spine,” the Divine Clan elder sighed, a nostalgic expression on his face as he became lost in memories.
“Yet, even the greatest Supreme will eventually age,” he said, gently shaking his head. The supreme Demon Emperor had shaken the cosmos, but ultimately, he failed to achieve immortality.
Everyone opened their mouths, wanting to speak but unable to. The passage of time had buried too much.
The Divine Clan elder had not been sealed by a divine source. In fact, he had been cultivating continuously for all these years, steadily increasing his power, always striving to break through limitations and elevate himself.
However, he was too old; his Immortal Platform was decaying and on the verge of collapsing, preventing him from undergoing the final, ultimate transformation, like a fish leaping to become a dragon.
His body was half-petrified, a result of imitating ancient supremes. This was a method of prolonging life. While Holy Spirits could transform stone bodies into flesh and blood, he did the opposite: he made his physical body, Immortal Platform, and other vital energies dormant and slumbering, thereby reducing his life consumption to its absolute minimum.
During this process, he maintained only a single, unextinguished thought, focusing on enlightenment and painstakingly contemplating self-elevation. All other emotions and thoughts were frozen and suppressed.
Naturally, this was also due to his consumption of divine pills, without which he would have been unable to sustain such a dormant state or live for such an extended period.
However, the drawbacks of this approach were clear: while the individual was halfway incapacitated, no breakthrough in enlightenment was achieved, and their body became almost completely disabled.
According to the Divine Clan elder, various Forbidden Zones of Life possess distinct methods of longevity. These methods do not confer true immortality but can effectively slow down the aging process.
The primary method, however, involves severing one's connection to the Great Emperor realm and then sealing oneself, only employing these techniques to extend life when an awakening is absolutely necessary.
Because he needed to remain conscious for enlightenment, he chose not to seal himself within an immortal source.
To have lived from ancient times until the present in this manner was truly terrifying, leaving onlookers utterly stunned.
One must remember that even a Dacheng Saint Physique only lives for just over ten thousand years in a single lifetime!
“Why? Has the Azure Emperor not perished? Could this be his reincarnation?” Finally, the Divine Clan elder composed himself and asked Ye Fan to show him the Azure Lotus.
As he tremblingly took the Primordial Azure Lotus, his expression turned to shock, and his hands trembled incessantly. Recalling the peerless Demon Emperor from over ten thousand years ago, he felt a vastness and pressure akin to the starry sky, and an overwhelming urge to prostrate himself.
“The Azure Emperor… it is the Azure Emperor, the true supreme Great Emperor! This aura is identical!” The Divine Clan elder's eyes became piercing, beams of light appearing to split the void as he stared intently at the Azure Lotus.
He was somewhat confused as to how it could share the same lineage, source, and essence, and he questioned Ye Fan about the underlying reason.
Ye Fan, for his part, did not conceal anything and spoke honestly, as he too wished to understand the situation fully.
“Could it be that the Azure Emperor did not die, but has truly been reborn?” The Divine Clan elder felt the Azure Lotus in his hand become incredibly hot, and a look of apprehension appeared on his face.
If this were true, and if the Demon Emperor were to misunderstand their intentions, believing them to harbor ill will, it could lead to a catastrophic annihilation of their clan. While the Divine Clan was indeed formidable, surpassing all other races, they were nothing in the eyes of a true Great Emperor.
Not even the Divine Lord's supreme formation could destroy this small Azure Lotus. He believed that, unless a Supreme Being emerged in this world, no power could possibly harm this lotus.
The Divine Clan elder had always found the Azure Emperor's passing somewhat suspicious. For a time, he had believed the Emperor was still alive and had not truly departed, especially since he was the only one to achieve emperorship after the Primordial Era. Moreover, with only ten thousand years remaining until the Immortal Path opened, how could the Demon Emperor not have foreseen this? Perhaps he possessed some heaven-defying means to endure until this very era.
As these speculations emerged, Ye Fan, Black Emperor, and the others were profoundly shaken. They, too, had entertained similar conjectures: who was the Azure Emperor, and how could he have failed to foresee such a crucial event?
Especially given its proximity to the current era, even if he had to struggle in a half-dead state, he should have persisted to witness the outcome.
“He's reborn! The Azure Emperor is in our hands?!” Everyone stared at the Azure Lotus, but unfortunately, it showed no signs of divine consciousness, and probing its interior yielded nothing.
“The Azure Emperor might not have died so easily, but it's not necessarily this Azure Lotus itself,” Ye Fan stated.
It is said that the Azure Emperor was born from a green copper block. Therefore, if his blood were to again stain a green copper block, it is not impossible for a small lotus to form from it.
The mystery surrounding the Azure Emperor's life and death remains elusive and perplexing!
Finally, Ye Fan and the Divine Clan elder engaged in a discussion of the Dao, addressing numerous cultivation-related issues and, in passing, mentioning the powerful figures of the current era.
“The Divine Court Emperor Lord is indeed powerful, having nearly achieved the Dao. However, it's highly probable he won't be able to take that final step. If he could have, he would have succeeded long ago, rather than passively cultivating for centuries,” the Divine Clan elder remarked.
“Even so, no one can counterbalance him,” Li Heishui said with a worried expression. “He's just half a step away from becoming Emperor; how many could possibly contend? Ye Zi, at the very least, needs to reach Dacheng, and that will still take a significant amount of time.”
“It's not entirely impossible,” the elder continued. “The Golden Crow Clan's Quasi-Emperor from back then was one of the most formidable individuals I've ever encountered; he should be capable of confronting him. I don't believe he would have died without a trace. Yet, there has been no news for so many years, making it difficult to discern his fate or whether he is still alive.”
Black Emperor, Pang Bo, and the others were troubled by this. The Golden Crow Clan's Quasi-Emperor would undoubtedly be hostile towards them; if such an individual truly existed and was destined to be an enemy, it would be better if he didn't exist at all.
“The universe is vast, and extraordinary individuals emerge endlessly. As long as one has not attained the Dao and become an Emperor, no one can claim to be the paramount expert beneath the starry sky.”
Finally, the conversation naturally turned to the Forbidden Zones of Life. The Divine Clan elder sighed, admitting they were unfathomable and their future unpredictable, and that those places could not be overcome by human power alone.
“In this world, apart from the visible and audible supreme experts and those on the verge of achieving the Dao, there are also ancient organizations that must not be overlooked; they might even be more terrifying,” the Divine Clan elder kindly warned.
He regarded these individuals as forces that could support the Divine Clan, believing that through the bond of Ji Chengdao, both sides could ultimately unite.
The purest divine blood flowed within Ji Chengdao. Regardless of whether he acknowledged it, he was a member of the Divine Clan and could even be groomed to become a Divine Lord.
“What other organizations are there?”
“The Underworld goes without saying. As for the Divine Organization, it comprises descendants of Heavenly Court members and retains many terrifying methods, possessing profound foundations,” the Divine Clan elder directly named these two opposing ancient organizations.
Everyone nodded in understanding.
“Furthermore, there is another ancient remnant clan you might be unaware of, or perhaps have overlooked,” the elder cautioned.
“Another one?”
“Indeed, the Kunlun Remnant Clan. An immortal bell once hung there. Meaning, unless one was Emperor Venerable, could anyone else possibly conquer the Kunlun Immortal Vein? It's utterly impossible; those individuals are far too powerful!”
Upon hearing this, everyone drew a sharp breath, recalling the secret accounts. Indeed, descendants of the Kunlun Remnant Clan had appeared in this era, having once possessed a fragmented Human Emperor Seal—a mere tip of the iceberg.
As Ye Fan and his companions descended the broken mountain, with chaos surging within the divine cave, the elder fell into contemplation, muttering to himself, “The organizations from the Desolate Pagoda era must have long since perished…”
“Mother, I'm here!” Ji Chengdao cried out on the path to the rear mountain, tears streaming down his face. It had been over three hundred years since their separation. At that time, he was barely old enough to remember, and the pain of parting felt like death. He had lain on the ground, weeping bitterly, pleading with the Divine Clan guardians, but it was all in vain.
It was a world of flowers and birdsong, with only a few simple thatched huts, harmoniously integrated with nature.
At a desk, a beautiful woman was painting, scene after scene, the vivid scrolls narrating a story: a valiant man, covered in blood, stubbornly refusing to yield, wandering outside the Divine Clan's territory with a young child on his back, refusing to depart.
As she painted this particular scene, the woman shed tears, stirring up painful memories of the past.
The guardian opened the great formation, and the sights and sounds from outside immediately flowed in.
“Mother!” Ji Chengdao cried out, recognizing his mother at first glance.
Xin Yue suddenly looked up, her pen clattering to the ground, her entire being stunned. She sensed a familiar aura and instantly knew it was her child, the young Chengdao from years ago. Hot tears immediately streamed down her cheeks, and a single word, “Child,” conveyed over three hundred years of desolation and heartache.
As mother and son reunited and recognized each other, Ye Fan and the others discreetly kept their distance.
That night, several muffled grunts were heard as a few Divine Clan elders were attacked. By morning, their faces were swollen beyond recognition, and their backsides had been nearly kicked to smithereens.
Only after Ye Fan and his party, along with Xin Yue, had departed did several furious roars erupt. The elders' seals had just broken; they had been subdued by Black Emperor during the night, left for Ji Chengdao to vent his frustration.
The young lad showed no mercy, delivering a furious barrage of kicks before sealing them all once more.
Naturally, some within the Divine Clan were aware, with the elder and at least a few others fully discerning the situation, yet they chose to turn a blind eye.
Time flew by, and another decade elapsed. Across the universe, various races flourished, and the Golden Age reached its zenith, with numerous new experts emerging.
And it was in this very year that news emerged from an ancient battlefield—a place difficult for outsiders to locate, incredibly mysterious, and believed to exist in another universe. The Saint Prince was gravely injured, having barely defeated his opponent, and was in urgent need of rescue.
“Although Brother Monkey won, his adversaries might seize this opportunity to take his life while he's weakened. He sent this message with great difficulty.”
“The Saint Prince has been wounded! Even his fierce temperament has forced him to endure and go into hiding, which indicates extreme weakness and very severe injuries. We must send swift aid!”
Upon receiving the news, Ye Fan, Black Emperor, Pang Bo, and the others from the Heavenly Court decided to depart immediately. A new great war was approaching, and perhaps after this conflict, all suspense would dissipate, and the struggle for the Emperor's Path would finally conclude.
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