Chapter 1783: Sitting in Meditation

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The battle ended, and Yaoguang perished, leaving everyone with mixed emotions. Cultivators spend their lives fighting—against heaven, earth, others, and themselves. What do they ultimately gain, and what do they leave behind? Still just a pile of bones.

"Sheng Fo, wake up!"

Wails of grief echoed as a group of people surrounded the old Saint Ape, all looking anxious. Ye Fan was covered in blood, dragging his severely injured body. Everyone made way for him; even Emperor Jinwu, Yin Tiande, and Zhang Bairen showed no intention of interfering. By now, he possessed an indescribable, world-shaking dominance. Even with severe injuries, he still intimidated the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands; a single glance from his eyes sent shivers down people's spines.

Old Sheng Fo was glowing, already beginning to transform into the Dao. As a master of such a realm, no one dared to touch him, lest they too ascend with him. Everyone's face showed sorrow. He should have passed away a century ago, but Ye Fan had refined some imperial blood into his body, extending his life by a hundred years. This time, he had stubbornly endured to be here, solely to witness the battle between Ye Fan and the Chaos Body.

Ye Fan unexpectedly manifested a supreme secret technique. His right hand traced an elegant arc, taking Sheng Fo away, transforming into a bolt of lightning, and swiftly heading towards the Heavenly Court. Monkey, Xiao Song, and other Heavenly Court powerhouses retreated like a tide, following him, their hearts filled with worry. People knew Sheng Fo was unlikely to survive; perhaps they could only see him off on his final journey.

The mythical battlefield fell silent. No one had expected such an outcome. "What a pity for Yaoguang; truly a hero of his generation." What else could people say? The joys and sorrows of cultivators, the fall of the strong, the dimming of prodigies—they too might experience this one day. News from this place spread throughout the universe, causing a great stir.

In the Heavenly Court, Ye Fan placed old Sheng Fo on a divine mountain and ordered someone to invite Princess Divine Silkworm, as there was truly little time left. "Is there truly no other way?" The Heavenly Court members were crestfallen, many looking towards Ye Fan. Monkey's eyes were also filled with tears. He was a resolute person, but at this moment, he could not suppress his emotions. His only relative, his uncle, was dying, making him incredibly sad.

Ignoring his own injuries, Ye Fan forced a drop of essence blood from his wound. It sparkled with a fragrant glow, intending to merge into Sheng Fo's body to prolong his life. "Don't waste it. I should pass away. Am I to learn from the Supremes in the restricted zones, relying on others' blood to cling to life?"

"Wait..." Princess Divine Silkworm arrived, her eyes full of tears, about to reach out and touch Sheng Fo's face. Everyone was shocked. Touching him like that might cause Princess Divine Silkworm to also transform into the Dao, as not everyone was as powerful as Ye Fan. Ye Fan acted again, a soft light flying from his palm, enveloping Princess Divine Silkworm, allowing her to approach.

"Don't be sad, any of you. Who can escape birth, old age, sickness, and death? We who have trodden the path to heaven our whole lives, can we not accept this final extinction?" Sheng Fo was very unattached, but too many in this world could not let go.

"I have a method now: suppress Sheng Fo, then seal him within an immortal source. This can maintain his current state; whether to prolong his life can be decided later," Ye Fan said.

"I was sealed from the Primordial Era until this one, era after era. What meaning is there in such a slumber, like a withered log? It's better to just depart now." Seeing everyone's sadness, Sheng Fo added, "Everyone must die. I have experienced everything I should have. What else is there to be unsatisfied with? The most important thing for a person is inner contentment. In these final moments, I have no regrets."

His words were simple. Then he pointed a finger, and a blurry world appeared, depicting a mortal kingdom where time passed quickly, showing the birth, old age, sickness, and death of ordinary people. "We are just like them, only our lifespan is longer. Their joys and sorrows, their happiness and anger, are all present in us too. Look at that old farmer, how peacefully he died—isn't that a kind of blessing?"

Unable to achieve immortality, unable to enter the immortal realm, everyone will eventually decay; it's merely a matter of time. The Victorious Fighting Buddha had experienced the era of ultimate glory when his elder brother was alive and had lived through the great turmoil after his brother's demise, with his wife separated and nephew scattered. A million years later, in this era, he had experienced and witnessed the most magnificent golden age. His life's flame was about to extinguish, but he had no regrets.

"I'll go with you!" Princess Divine Silkworm wiped away her tears and smiled faintly.

Ultimately, the Victorious Fighting Buddha passed away. Amidst a dazzling shower of light, Princess Divine Silkworm also transformed into the Dao. Everyone tried to stop her. Ye Fan held her body still, but he could not hold her heart, and finally sighed in sorrow. However, Princess Divine Silkworm was very content, walking alongside Sheng Fo within that shower of light. The two vanished from this world together, causing great sorrow in the Heavenly Court.

"Uncle, Auntie!" Monkey cried out, tears streaming down his face."Uncle-master, please restrain your grief. Sheng Fo departed calmly; both of them left with smiles," Huahua advised.

Everyone stepped forward. Though there was sadness, it wasn't utterly desolate, because the two had ascended with contented smiles. Perhaps for them, that was a blessing. Besides Monkey, the little silkworm also wailed uncontrollably, as if dying and reviving, until it was finally dragged away by Little Nannan.

Six months later, an old, frail elder came to the Heavenly Court. He laid flowers before the graves of Sheng Fo and Princess Divine Silkworm and said, "We are all old; it's time for our curtain call. Do you mind if I become your neighbor?""You...""My name is Gu Tianshu," the white-robed elder introduced himself.

Upon hearing the news, Black Emperor rushed over, roaring, "Old Gu!" Ye Fan was also disturbed. He emerged from seclusion and entered the Divine Ruins to meet this senior expert who had only ever been a legend, rarely seen.

"Old Gu, tell me, did the Great Emperor truly pass away, or did he enter the Immortal Realm?" Black Emperor asked anxiously, his large paws clutching Gu Tianshu's collar."Like you, I was also sealed by the Great Emperor within a source, falling into slumber. How could I know?" Gu Tianshu sighed."How could this be?" Black Emperor was crestfallen."The Great Emperor chose Purple Mountain, likely waiting for someone—the Undying Heavenly Sovereign. The Great Emperor never failed or miscalculated in his life. He... he would never be defeated. He must have waited for that person.""Are you saying the Great Emperor and the Undying Heavenly Sovereign are together?" Black Emperor asked."Yes, as long as the Undying Heavenly Sovereign is not dead, Emperor Wushi will not perish." Gu Tianshu speculated.

Ye Fan listened quietly. Having reached his current realm, the past held less mystery for him; he could already guess some things. Gu Tianshu stayed, but his life was also nearing its end. He left several King Medicine plants for the Heavenly Court, and ten years later, he transformed into the Dao in the Divine Ruins. Another tombstone appeared there, resting beside Sheng Fo's grave.

This was just a microcosm, and a beginning. As the years passed, birth, old age, sickness, and death would appear on a large scale. A generation in the Heavenly Court was destined to depart forever. Indeed, Old Maniac and Human Devil also had little lifespan left; they too would eventually walk this path.

At night, Ye Fan stood alone on a cliff on Undying Mountain, gazing into the distance. He didn't move all night, deep in thought. Must he really watch them depart one by one? That year, he was over two thousand three hundred years old. He had walked the path of cultivation for a long time, but relative to his lifespan, he still had a very long way to go.

"I don't want the whole world to fall silent, leaving only me," Ye Fan murmured. Facing the nascent morning glow, he sat down to contemplate the path to immortality.

Whoosh...

He unfurled the Immortal Treasure Map and studied it intently, as if trying to see through the scroll to discern a vast immortal realm. Two years later, news came from Beidou: Old Man Wei Yi, one of the three outstanding figures of Tianxuan, passed away. Like Sheng Fo, he refused to extend his life with divine medicine and chose to depart naturally.

Ye Fan was deeply saddened. Another respected elder had passed away. Like Sheng Fo, he had once protected Ye Fan, but now he could not withstand the years and reached the end of his life. Ye Fan felt distressed. Thinking of these people, he also remembered the Divine King in White and Old Man Gai Jiuyou. His eyes grew misty. From now on, must he truly watch his friends and family depart one by one?

Thirty years later, another new grave appeared. Ye Fan led everyone in paying respects. It was the tomb of Killer Saint Qiluo, a former guide of the Heavenly Court, who had witnessed its prosperity and ultimate glory. The old killer passed away with a smile. Assassins, having erupted too early and exhausted their potential, their bodies were empty. They had once been glorious, but in their later years, no miracles were destined to occur. His cultivation in the Heavenly Court was not very high, but he was deeply respected by the younger generation. Without him, perhaps there would be no Heavenly Court as it was now. He was a venerable pathfinder.

...Ye Fan alone soared towards the sky, letting out a roar that shook half the universe, startling many into terror. He felt a pain in his heart, a sense of powerlessness. His strength was rare in ancient and modern times, but eventually, his power would also be exhausted, unable to retain the lives of one elder after another beside him. Watching one respected person after another pass away, Ye Fan felt profound sorrow.

After a year of silence, Ye Fan emerged again, setting off with Little Nannan, leaving the Heavenly Court. "Big Brother, where are we going?""We are going to seek immortals, to find things related to immortality," Ye Fan replied.

He unfurled the Immortal Treasure Map, staring at it intently, traveling through the universe with it, diligently searching for something. This map was most likely from the Chaotic Ancient Era, and the imprint on its back was probably added by later generations. When he found a certain place, he heard the sound of an immortal bell, deafeningly loud, but he couldn't obtain it. The bell merged into the void, transforming into an unknown chaotic realm, its sound fleeting. Afterward, Ye Fan came to Beidou again, delving deep underground, seeking the Desolate Pagoda. This pagoda was also like that; it had long become a spirit. Even though he was a Great Emperor-level master, if he didn't gain its recognition, it would be difficult to find. The pagoda left no trace, merging into other domains. "It's much more elusive than Emperor Zun's Cauldron!" Ye Fan could only sigh thus.

"Big Brother, where else are we going?" Little Nannan asked."The place we're going this time might be dangerous for you, Nannan. Wait for me outside," Ye Fan said, though that place might also need Little Nannan."Nannan isn't scared," the little girl said sweetly.

Ye Fan firmly shook his head. Then, with his divine sense, he tore through the universe, summoned Xiao Song, and told him to stay with Little Nannan, ensuring her protection, waiting outside the Ancient Desolation Forbidden Zone. He himself stepped forward, walking towards Beidou's now sole life forbidden zone.

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