Chapter 1754: Wind and Storm Turmoil

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"Since there's a chance of achieving immortality, then another kind of preparation must be made. I will establish ten pure lands. You all wait patiently; if I seize the opportunity to become immortal, I will guide you to cross over together," Ye Fan said earnestly.

In this era, a struggle is inevitable. The prophecy of achieving immortality has emerged, destined to create history, and all beings from the restricted life zones will surely come to contend.

There's no need to elaborate; an unimaginably fierce collision will soon erupt. All emperors will rise simultaneously to contend for the path to immortality, perhaps even fighting until this universe shatters.

"Father, you must be careful!" a young girl exclaimed, filled with worry. Hundreds of years had passed, and Xiao Zi had grown into a peerlessly beautiful adult, currently looking somewhat melancholic.

She resembled Ji Ziyue, typically playful and charming, brimming with youth and vitality, and was widely beloved in the Heavenly Court.

Ye Fan gently ruffled her hair and said, "Don't worry."

"You've messed it up," Xiao Zi grumbled, her dark hair gleaming.

The group of children had all grown up, each an astonishing talent. Surpassing their predecessors, many had outshone their parents, making the Heavenly Court appear even more prosperous.

The only constant was little Niannian; she remained as young, delicate, adorable, and innocent as ever, always the cherished child everyone wished to protect.

"Uncle, let us join you on the journey to the Immortal Path, please?" Li Heishui's son and Dongfang Ye's child, the most energetic among them, both showed eager expressions. They weren't truly interested in fighting their way to immortality; they clearly just wanted Ye Fan to take them along to experience it.

"All of you, behave yourselves," Dongfang Ye said, tapping each of their heads.

The Heavenly Court was bustling with talent and infinite potential. With this generation of children now grown, they alone could uphold a new era, thriving and bringing great comfort to all.

Following this, Ye Fan became busy. He began to create a new realm, amidst surging chaotic energy and the floating Myriad Material Cauldron. He absorbed all the primordial essence from the pure lands he was establishing.

At his level of cultivation, creating a divine realm was naturally not an issue; even adorning it with genuine stars was not difficult, as individuals of his caliber inherently possessed such abilities.

Ye Fan intended to establish ten pure lands to serve as sanctuaries for the Heavenly soldiers and generals.

During this creation process, his disciples and other important figures of the Heavenly Court observed. This was no mere small world, but a true divine realm, worthy of their contemplation and enlightenment.

Ye Fan's divine power surged as he manifested life and death, opened the primordial, established the universe, and recreated stars. The abilities he displayed inspired awe.

While creating realms within the chaos, he occasionally encountered extraordinary materials, some so precious that a second piece would be impossible to find anywhere. However, only cultivators at the Great Emperor level could perform such acts of creation.

Ye Fan intended to establish ten layers of heaven, an undertaking that was truly astonishing.

Clang!

A sharp clang echoed. While he was creating the eighth layer of heaven, a beam of crimson light flashed, colliding with the Myriad Material Cauldron. Surprisingly, it didn't shatter; instead, streams of light emanated from it.

"We've dug up a chaos immortal treasure!" Hua Hua exclaimed, utterly thrilled.

He wasn't as quick as the Black Emperor. With a swift grab, the large black paw pressed down on his bald head, and the Black Emperor lunged forward, snapping its jaws. When it came to seizing treasures, no one could rival him, save for Duan De.

"Uncle Black Emperor, what are you doing?" a group of children asked, looking at him.

"Oh, I forgot. We're all on the same side," the Black Emperor said sheepishly. "The treasure isn't going anywhere; it was just a reflex."

Xiao Zi, Yan Xiao, Dongfang Changsheng, and the other children all chuckled, while Li Tian, Li Heishui, Dongfang Ye, and their peers remained quite composed. Indeed, it would have been surprising if the large black dog hadn't reacted that way.

"It truly is immortal material!"

When the Black Emperor retrieved the treasure from the chaos, everyone was astonished.

"Phoenix Blood Vermilion Gold!"

Everyone's eyes burned with excitement. It was Phoenix Blood Vermilion Gold, a material used by ancient Great Emperors to forge weapons. No one had anticipated obtaining such a massive piece while creating a new realm.

"Huh, wait a minute, this isn't a raw primordial essence chunk. It's been refined! Look, it's a section of a battle halberd, with ancient Dao imprints on it. How long ago was this left here?" the Black Emperor asked, shocked.

Everyone gathered around, and even Ye Fan was momentarily astonished. The chaos was supposed to contain only primordial existences, outside the grand universe. How could there be a weapon fragment here?

"These are remnants of Imperial Dao laws," Ye Fan declared after examining it. This section of battle halberd had been left behind countless ages ago, and its Dao imprints remained unextinguished.

"How is this possible? Did Supremes battle here, breaking their weapons, which then sank and became buried in the chaos?"

"Impossible," the Black Emperor shook his head. He had been observing Ye Fan's creation process; here, the chaos was like an endless sea, with no discernible path, and no battle had ever taken place.

It could be said that this was a primordial land, uninhabited and desolate since time immemorial, a place no one could have reached before.

"Then what happened? Uncle Ye, hurry and create more realms! Let's see if there are any more immortal treasures here," a child excitedly urged.

Ye Fan's brow furrowed slightly. He ran his hand over the broken halberd, sensing an immense power of ages. This kind of Imperial Dao law was astonishingly ancient, belonging to no legendary emperor he knew of.

He continued his work of creation, expanding another pure land. While he didn't unearth more Phoenix Blood Vermilion Gold, he did dig out a small, broken stele. A few characters were inscribed on it, but unfortunately, none were recognizable.

"These are characters from beyond the mythical era; no one can decipher them!" This was the consensus, and even specialists brought in to examine them could only shake their heads.

"They are the same characters as those on the stele in the Netherworld, from the same era," Ye Fan sighed softly.

After speaking these words, his heart trembled violently. Was this obliterated history? Was it a cycle? Had several epochs been buried, and were these the remaining traces?

At that moment, Ye Fan's mind reeled. The so-called 'cycle' was far vaster than he had imagined, burying entire universes and returning them to chaos.

And then, later generations would reopen the universe, giving rise to different civilizations and developments. Could this truly be the case? The thought sent a chill down his spine.

The universe, in its so-called cycles of change, had been overturned an untold number of times.

Finally, Ye Fan considered this: only through longevity, by breaking free from the shackles of eternity, could one truly comprehend everything. Otherwise, one was merely a flower in this universe, blooming only to wither.

Even a Great Emperor was merely the most vibrant of these flowers.

"Even the universe has its end," Ye Fan murmured. "When heaven and earth are renewed again, what will remain? Only by transcending it all." This unexpected discovery had profoundly moved him.

"Uncle Ye, you should quickly create a few more layers of heaven," Dongfang Changsheng chuckled. "Maybe we can dig up a whole pile of treasures!"

"What do you kids know? Don't talk nonsense," Dongfang Ye said, giving him a light slap.

Even for a Great Emperor, such large-scale creation of realms would be strenuous to maintain indefinitely. These were not minor worlds but truly vast pure lands, capable of sustaining life for endless ages once sealed within.

Finally, Ye Fan bestowed the segment of the Phoenix Blood Battle Halberd upon Shan Huang. Over the years, this venerable Quasi-Emperor had made significant strides in power, becoming one of the Heavenly Court's high-tier combatants and a guardian. This acquisition filled old Shan Huang with immense joy and excitement.

"Do my daughter and I need to accompany you?" Ji Ziyue asked softly at their parting. Having cultivated to the later stages, the formidable nature of her Primordial Spirit Body was now fully apparent.

While her cultivation might not yet be extraordinarily heaven-defying, accompanying a supreme expert allowed her to amplify their power of law fluctuations, providing a significant boost. Furthermore, she could absorb the primordial essence of heaven and earth, accelerating the supreme expert's recovery. She was, in essence, nearly an immortal, inherently blessed and protected.

The Primordial Spirit Body, if it failed to fully mature, would be unremarkable; but once it succeeded, it would become an existence nearly on par with an immortal. This was the conclusion the Black Emperor had privately deduced with Ye Fan.

This physique was exceedingly rare; throughout history, only two or three individuals had possessed it, and all had died prematurely, never reaching full potential.

Now that Ji Ziyue possessed this innate bloodline, and Xiao Zi had inherited it, both mother and daughter hoped to accompany Ye Fan and lend him their assistance.

"No, you wait for me to return!" Ye Fan firmly shook his head, unwilling to let his wife and daughter join him on such a dangerous venture.

After making arrangements for the Heavenly Court's affairs, he set off, heading directly for Flying Immortal Star.

On the grand star, wild beasts roamed in abundance, fierce birds soared across the sky, primeval forests stretched densely, mountains rose majestically, and waterfalls cascaded like silvery rivers descending from the heavens.

It was a magnificent world.

Recently, however, an unsettling atmosphere had pervaded the land. All powerful beings felt uneasy, and all strange beasts and fierce birds roared and cried out. The anomalies at the very heart of the star grew increasingly terrifying; roars could be distinctly heard, ancient steles stood erect, and demonic qi mingled with immortal mist, rising together.

Most critically, Supremes had manifested, arriving to observe and prepare for the impending great war.

Ye Fan arrived without concealment, his presence shaking the star sea. The myriad beings on Flying Immortal Star were deeply stirred, for the Desolate Saint Body, who had achieved enlightenment through an alternative path, had descended—a being more formidable than the ancient Supremes.

His vitality was vigorous, and through actual combat, he had vanquished Celestial Venerables who had undergone sublimation. His majesty and divine power were beyond question.

"These are all sealing steles," Ye Fan sighed softly. Now, with the seals loosening, these steles had risen from the depths of the earth and appeared in the mortal realm.

Clearly, the seals below would not hold much longer; they could no longer suppress this hidden area, and all its secrets were about to be revealed.

The inscriptions were undecipherable, though a few characters were faintly discernible. Ye Fan focused on them; these were 'Emperor' characters, representing the pinnacle of the Dao of laws, constant throughout ancient and modern times. They were the force that had been suppressing this place.

These were not the nine core 'Emperor' characters from the *Dao Scripture*, nor those from the *Taiyin Mother Sutra* or *Sun Immortal Scripture*. These characters merely represented a sealing method, resonating with the Great Dao, reverberating powerfully, and enduring through countless ages.

After observing for a long time, Ye Fan did not intervene. He ascended into space, sitting cross-legged in the void, gazing at the great star below, beginning his vigil.

Time swiftly passed, and a full forty-nine years went by. He remained motionless, spending his time either comprehending the Dao or gazing upon Flying Immortal Star.

During this period, Supreme avatars came and went, and several major restricted life zones showed activity. All had supreme beings visit to investigate, and everyone was waiting.

The calm before the storm settled. Everyone knew that the seals on this place were about to be completely broken, and the secrets of the star's core were on the verge of being revealed.

Yet, no one moved to break the seals prematurely. The emperors remained patient, all waiting for the arrival of this heaven-defying grand era and the opening of the Immortal Path.

It wasn't just Ye Fan who was aware; the Imperial Dao Supremes of the various major restricted life zones, having reached such a profound realm, were far from ordinary. They too, through secret methods and forbidden arts, had glimpsed a hazy future and deduced some astonishing outcomes.

A resounding crash!